After seven years of marriage, the photographer planned to move next door in three years to redeem her from being trapped in a loveless marriage.
It was the seventh wedding anniversary, and Chen Rang forgot about it. Shen Tang didn't make any fuss. He had a French meal alone and posted a message on WeChat: "He invited me."
There lived a young photographer next door. She didn't know that he played the guitar for her late at night, that he remembered all her preferences, and that he had been waiting for her for three years before moving in.
The poorly insulated wall began to transmit unwanted sounds. He knocked and she responded. It's not ambiguity, it's not a temptation, it's just a confirmation - there are still people in this world who are listening.
Chen Rang found out. He began to panic, began to recover, and began to do things that he should have done long ago. But he didn't know that she had learned to feel her heartbeat again under the gaze of another person.
"I couldn't help it," he said.
"I have a husband," she said.
But her hand was already pressed against the wall.
It's not that she doesn't love anymore, it's that she hasn't been loved properly for so long that she almost forgot that she's worth it.
——When marriage is just about habits, when a younger man spends three years betting on a response, what Shen Tang has to face is not who to choose, but to admit that he deserves to be loved better.
The heroine who is sober in the world
