The pattern on the front is a red bean representing lovesickness, and the back is densely covered with Juanxiu's handwriting.
The following content is a long one, but it can be summed up in one sentence: recalling the good times in the past and expressing the unbearable love-sickness.
The signature is the name of a strange woman: Luo Mei.
"This is a greeting card sent to him by He Qiushi's first girlfriend. The greeting card was sent directly to his home. I found it this morning when I was picking up the letter from the mailbox at the door."
Zheng Anan sneered sadly with tears in her eyes: "If she sent a letter to He Qiushi, I would not open it secretly and read it. But what she sent was a postcard! Those disgusting words are there, I think
You can’t even pretend not to see it!”
Gu Anran put the side with the words down, put the greeting card on the table, pushed it back to Zheng Anan and said: "They must have communicated with each other before this postcard. Not only did they communicate, but they also contacted
More than once, otherwise she wouldn't be able to speak so naturally between the lines. To put it bluntly, this postcard is just for you to see. This woman doesn't want to contact him secretly. She wants you to know her existence and let you follow her.
Your husband got into a fight."
Looking at the red bean pattern on the greeting card, although he had never seen this Luo Mei before, Gu Anran suddenly felt that this Luo Mei was very scheming.
Zheng Anan clenched her fists, her eyes full of resentment: "Yes. I have to say she is quite smart. She successfully aroused my emotions. This morning, I have wanted to rush in front of He Qiushi and slap him many times.
went!"
She chose to send a postcard to deliberately leak what she wanted to say to He Qiushi to Zheng Anan, and also deliberately chose a picture with a red bean pattern that meant lovesickness. This was clearly meant to disgust Zheng Anan.
This postcard was held in Zheng Anan's hand like a poisonous flower with thorns. Holding it would make Zheng Anan hurt by the poisonous thorns, but she couldn't let go of it. She read the words on it over and over again, every time she read it.
, the pain and hatred in her heart will increase.
Gu Anran asked Zheng Anan: "Have you seen this Luo Mei? What kind of woman is she in your impression?"
Zheng Anan shook his head: "I haven't seen it before. When I was sorting out He Qiushi's things, I accidentally discovered a diary from his college days. It was a thick diary. Almost every page had the name Luo Mei on it.
The name Luomei is He Qiushi’s entire youth.”
From Zheng Anan's words, we learned that she and He Qiushi were in a family marriage. He Qiushi didn't agree with the marriage at first. Since the daughter of the Zheng family didn't have to worry about marrying, he could just forget about it if he didn't agree.
When the Zheng family was preparing to find her next husband, for some unknown reason, He Qiushi suddenly came to the door with a gift, hoping to renew the marriage.
After that day, they started dating and getting along, and their relationship quickly heated up. They got married about half a year after their relationship was established.
After they got married, they fell in love for a while, but later she discovered that He Qiushi still kept a diary about his first girlfriend from college. From then on, she felt a gap in her heart when she faced He Qiushi. As time went by, the gap became deeper and deeper.
Now He Qiushi said that she had become a resentful woman, always making a long face and sighing. She really wanted to hold up a mirror to him so that he could take a good look at himself and see how ugly he looked after returning home.
Ugly.
Both of them felt tired and bored during this marriage. The gap between them was exposed, and someone immediately came to take advantage of it.
Gu Anran raised her eyebrows: "So what? You are Mrs. He. As long as you stay still, others will break their heads and not be able to enter the He family. As time goes by, she will not get any status.
It’s naturally broken.”
Zheng Anan smiled bitterly and shed tears: "What's the use of having the title of Mrs. He? If others care about me, I'll just give it to her."
"Since you don't care about the title of Mrs. He, why do you cry so sadly when you see someone hooking up with your husband?" Gu Anran doesn't understand this. Is she duplicity?
Zheng Anan wiped her tears and shook her head: "Do you think I'm crying because I can't bear to leave He Qiushi? I'm crying because of myself! I feel unworthy of everything I've paid for this man over the years. I'm crying because
I spent so many beautiful years wrongly, and I cried because I thought my marriage was a union between a prince and a princess. In fact, I was just her substitute, a second best choice."
It sounded quite aggrieved. Gu Anran pinched his eyebrows a few times and felt quite uncomfortable. In the past, was Zheng Anan forced by these bad things to break down and become depressed little by little?
Now that this matter has arisen, it must be handled properly to minimize the damage to Zheng Anan.
The fate of this life made them meet miraculously and become friends. Gu Anran could not just watch her go into depression.