To middle age

Suppressing myself, don't think about it anymore. I took a deep breath, looked at the door of the hotel, and thoughts abounded.

I remember the first time I went to my wife's house, my mother-in-law reluctantly married my wife to me.

I was born in a rural area and my family had no background. When I got married, the bride price was still collected. If I hadn't paid for the down payment and bought a three-bedroom apartment, this marriage would have been bad, so I also cherish this family.

Sometimes I feel all this is like a dream. Some people say that I am embracing a beautiful woman. But in fact, I have been under a lot of pressure these years. Even if my brother-in-law gets married, my mother-in-law will ask me to pay for it. If I go out for hundreds of thousands, if I add a bride price, I can say it’s 500,000. But my brother-in-law still had a mouthful of a brother-in-law. When I was down, I didn’t say hello when I met. This kind of ignorance made me feel cold, even I felt it I deserve it, I take the blame.

Am I regretting it, regretting marrying my wife?

I started to ask myself, but when I think of my daughter and my wife, I don't think I regret it.

I don't know how long I stood, the glass door of the hotel opened.

A tall figure with a red coat half open, inside is a white sweater with a round neck, a black miniskirt, black velvet stockings, and a pair of white snow boots.

She permed her hair with long wavy hair draped over her shoulders. She held a strange man's hand. The man wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and a khaki suit. The other took out a car key. The front headlights of a BMW flashed.

It's a wife!

I am not mistaken. She is the woman I want to protect my whole life. For her, I am willing to do anything. No matter how hard it is outside, I will work hard and make money.

Although my wife is in her early thirties, she is still so charming, but tonight she does not belong to me, but to the strange man.

The man took his wife to the co-pilot of the BMW car, opened the door, and kissed his wife on the cheek, motioning her to sit on the seat.

My breathing was getting heavier and raging, I rushed into the supermarket and ran across the shelf with knives.

"First, sir, what are you doing?"

Bang!

I fell down and the things on the shelf fell on me!

what!what!

I am hysterical and yelling crazy!

"Dad, I'm afraid, I'm afraid! Uuuuu!"

"Are you sick, baby don't be afraid!"

I panted and watched the father and daughter look at me in surprise. The boy was trembling with fright and was held in his arms by the man.

"Yes, sorry."

With a twitching face, I rushed out of the supermarket quickly, and I stood there blankly.

They talked and laughed, the man even touched his wife's skirt with his palm, and the car had left the hotel. It was a face that made me hateful.

My heart is bleeding, and the wife who has a perfect image in my heart really betrayed me.

Once upon a time, the last thing I wanted to see finally happened. I was greened and I was given a big green hat.

Destiny makes people, if I didn't fall down just now, and the car is not so urgent, would I be a murderer?Will it be because of this that I can no longer see my daughter?

The clenched fist loosened, I looked at the door of the hotel somewhat self-deprecatingly, and squatted on the ground involuntarily, tears of humiliation streaming down uncontrollably.