The first time An Yuanyao met the man named Liu Changqing was at the wedding of her former best friend, Li Wanran.
Wearing a suit and having an extraordinary appearance, with his hair combed up, he looked very handsome, and the smile on his face seemed to be overflowing.
Compared with Li Wanran, who kept a cold face during the toast, Liu Changqing always smiled brightly. Even so, when he noticed that his wife's expression was not right, Liu Changqing would lower his head with a worried expression on his face.
Ask softly.
An Yuanyao saw it in her eyes.
For the first time, she was a little jealous of Li Wanran.
Although the love triangle competition ended with An Yuanyao's victory, An Yuanyao also tightly tied the man she longed for day and night to her side. She took care of her meticulously and waited until every night.
After the other party gets home, he heats up the food.
But every time, he looked at the food with a dull expression on his face, and then said he wasn't hungry or had eaten outside.
She had never been in the kitchen before.
She went to find teachers, read cooking books, and asked others for advice. She had been studying these things very hard. Every time she thought about it, she could praise herself after eating the food she cooked...
No, even if it's just a second of smile or a small sentence saying "well done", she feels that everything she does is worth it.
But the reality is very cruel.
Over the years of marriage, she prepared meals day after day, and waited until twelve o'clock in the morning for him to come home, boil hot water for him, hand him his shoes, and hang his clothes.
It is washed by hand.
The long early morning rest made An Yuanyao's mental state extremely poor.
There is no so-called comparability between her skin condition and Liu Changqing's ex-wife, Li Wanran.
Although to outsiders, the gap between the two was not so exaggerated, to An Yuanyao, it was simply a heavy blow.
A man has never been happy since he got married. He goes to bed early every morning, often suffers from insomnia at night, and has never received soul nourishment.
Since I got married, my husband has done his best, saying I love you every day, preparing gifts every month, doing all the housework, and making delicious meals.
I remember that when she first started learning to cook, An Yuanyao did ask Liu Changqing for some advice.
She is happier than herself.
An Yuanyao had been so envious.
She doesn't ask for her marriage to be like the other person's, she just wants a little bit, even if it's just a simple "I love you" sentence.
The hour, minute, and second hands of the alarm clock on the wall all point to the number 12.
"Aren't you coming back today..."
A quiet voice sounded.
An Yuanyao's eyes drifted to the door.
She had waited long enough, and her head felt a little swollen.
He held the sofa with one hand and stood up with some difficulty. Before he had even taken two steps, he heard the sound of the door lock being opened.
I was stunned for a moment at first, and then I felt a burst of ecstasy in my heart.
He is back!
"Chongming!"
With her name shouted in her mouth, An Yuanyao trotted towards the door.
His steps were a little hasty, and he almost fell to the ground.
He steadied himself and looked towards the door.
The door was opened, and there was no expression on Li Chongming's face.
He just glanced at An Yuanyao, not even bothering to make an expression, and just nodded slightly.
An Yuanyao could see his reaction, and a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes, which she quickly covered up.
He tried his best to make a smiling expression.
"Are you hungry? I made it specially..."
"I've eaten."
An Yuanyao felt as if her neck was being strangled, and she kept her mouth open for a long time.
Li Chongming took off his shoes, put on indoor slippers, and walked past An Yuanyao.
Pulling the tie with one hand, the voice came out.
"I won't be back tomorrow. The company is a little busy recently."
An Yuanyao took a gentle breath and calmed down.
"Is there something wrong with the company?"
She forced a smile.
He trotted next to Li Chongming, tilting his head and looking at his husband.
"Don't tire yourself too much. I'll make some soup for you tomorrow, and then I'll see you off..."
"No, I can just eat something by myself."
"..."
An Yuanyao closed her mouth.
"The day after tomorrow...the day after tomorrow we..."
"I'll be very busy the day after tomorrow too."
"Big...big day after tomorrow..."
"Just as busy."
Li Chongming didn't notice that An Yuanyao's head was getting lower and lower, and it was no longer possible to see her face clearly when looking directly at the past.
Perhaps sensing that there was no sound behind him, Li Chongming turned around and glanced at An Yuanyao.
"It must be Li Wanran..."
An Yuanyao's voice was terrifyingly low.
Li Chongming did not hear clearly.
"What?"
"You want to move out and be with Li Wanran, right?"
This time, Li Chongming heard clearly.
He frowned, and it wasn't until this moment that he looked at An Yuanyao carefully.
How long has it been since I saw her face seriously?
Li Chongming can no longer remember clearly.
Her expression looked very haggard, and her lips were not as rosy and shiny as before, but rather lavender. She only wore some light makeup on her face, which seemed to alleviate it a little, but those eyes...
It doesn't seem as clear as before.
Now...it's like a pool of stagnant water.
"No, it's because of work."
"Then you won't even go home?"
An Yuanyao stared at Li Chongming.
"Is it because of me? Did I not do well enough? Tell me my shortcomings, Chongming..."
He walked forward step by step, and finally came to Li Chongming.
An Yuanyao grabbed Li Chongming's arm and shook it.
"I will change, don't treat me like this... I beg you, Chongming, don't do this, don't leave me, I'm so scared, I'm so afraid of staying at home alone, don't treat me like this, I beg you
You, I beg you!!”
At the end of the story, An Yuanyao's expression was already a little crazy.
Li Chongming was startled.
Essentially he is a timid and indecisive man.
Although he had pretended to be very cold, but seeing the appearance of his wife who used to be submissive now, for some reason he began to feel nervous and scared.
There seemed to be a voice telling him, run!
"Let me go!"
Break free.
Unexpectedly, An Yuanyao grabbed Li Chongming right after, and the two seemed to be wrestling together. With An Yuanyao's harsh voice, Li Chongming used his strength to push the other person away.
With a bang, An Yuanyao fell to the ground.
Her face was pressed to the floor, breathing heavily. Her hair hung down her face and fell to the floor. Part of her hair covered her eyes so that Li Chongming could not see her expression.
Taking a step back, Li Chongming grabbed his coat on the sofa and ran towards the door as if running away.
Putting on his shoes, he looked behind him the moment he opened the door.
The woman lying on the ground.
How could she...become like this?
Li Chongming seemed to recall the memory of that day.
When we first met, there was a girl standing under the willow tree by the river, wearing a white gauze skirt and a sunhat, looking at the flying butterflies with an innocent smile on her face.
That girl with clear eyes looks like a storyteller.
With the sound of the door being closed, the room became quiet again.
An Yuanyao stared at the floor, she still didn't get up.
I don’t know how long it took before I was in the empty living room...
There was the muffled cry.
Liu Changqing's cell phone made an ear-splitting ringtone.
He had just slept for less than two or three hours and was immediately woken up.
Because of the weekend, the children went to bed late today.
It was the only day off in the bookstore, and Liu Changqing just wanted to have a good sleep, but he was woken up by the ringing of the bell before he could sleep for a while.
Afraid of disturbing the children next door, he quickly answered the phone.
My eyes were too sleepy to open yet.
"Hey! Who is it?"
"..."
The voice on the other side was very quiet, with only some subtle noises.
Liu Changqing was in a stalemate with the opponent for a while, and then his sleepiness dissipated.
"Hello? Talk!"
"Can you come for a while..."
It's a woman's voice.
Liu Changqing was a little surprised.
He took the phone from his ear and looked at the notes.