My husband and I have been married for five years.
We went from school to working life, enduring countless people's gossip and prejudice.
I once thought we would stay together forever.
Until one day,
my husband told me he had fallen in love with someone else.
He was even willing to leave with nothing, just to get a divorce agreement.
I picked up the document. Facing the husband I had once loved so dearly, I felt bewildered, as if he were a stranger.
But when I saw how much he cherished his new partner, I gave in.
During the two-month divorce cooling-off period, we lived in separate apartments across the hall from each other.
Whenever I saw my husband and his new partner being affectionate, my thoughts spiraled.
The vows of eternal love and promises we made when we were young all seemed ridiculous now.
During that time, I tried to keep my life normal, going through the motions of work, coming home, and resting.
I made plans for what came next.
At last, the day came to get our divorce certificate.
After receiving it, I got completely drunk and went home.
The moment I opened the door,
a young man appeared in my home.
The young man, with his boldly dyed red hair, looked me up and down in surprise, then leaned in and cupped my face. "Baby, why are you dressed so maturely? Is this some new play?"
I stared at him blearily.
He looked a lot like my husband, but was much younger and full of youthful energy.
Under the influence of alcohol, the young man and I ended up in bed together.
I got back together with my husband.
To be precise,
he was my husband when he was young.
My young husband had come to the present.
I couldn't believe it.
But I knew that the me of the future was no longer as passionate as before. I simply enjoyed his young body.
Later, I heard that my husband had split up with his new love and was searching for me again.
I didn't care.
I lived a quiet life with my young lover in a small town somewhere.
Then one day,
my ex-husband suddenly barged through the door,
staring fixedly at us as we kissed.
I ran away,
leaving my young lover and my ex-husband staring at each other.
I didn't want to get involved with these two men, or rather, this one man, anymore.
In the end, they would betray me.
I wanted to leave and live my own life.
But before long, my young lover found me, furious.
He pinned me hard against the wall and gritted his teeth. "Where do you think you're going?"
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