The wife and Ma You stole the bed and were caught by her husband.
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Li Muzi:
Three favorite games for adults: drinking, playing mahjong and hooking up with the opposite sex. I belong to the owner who likes drinking, and my wife belongs to the owner who likes playing mahjong.
It seems that my wife and I live a leisurely life after our children go to college. Occasionally we go to the movies together, but most of the time we are apart. I drink my wine and she plays her mahjong.
Perhaps because of the different social circles, my wife and I have met different friends. The people who call me every day talk about nothing more than "are you free today?" Let's have a drink together when you are free, and the chat content that calls my wife is nothing more than "who lost how much money today and who won how much money." Because I never thought about cheating, and I never thought that my wife would cheat.
Last week, my brother made an emergency call to let me go back to my hometown, because my mother accidentally fell down while walking and was unconscious. I thought the situation was serious, but on my way home, my brother called again and said that my mother was fine now because of the timely rescue, and asked me to go home and stop for a minute and go back to work (not unfilial, because there is a contract to be finalized recently).
When I opened the door, there was a pair of shoes of a strange man at the door. I know my wife has a problem, but I don't want to believe it. It took me a few seconds to walk from the living room to the bedroom, but I felt that I had walked for hours and pushed open the bedroom door. Sure enough, Ma You, whom my wife often mentioned, really had sex with her, so that I occupied the bedroom door for several seconds and they didn't find me.
When I picked up the man's underwear, they put it in the quilt shyly. I threw the man's underwear out of the window, then opened the quilt and kicked the man out of my house naked. Although it was getting late, the picture of the man streaking was seen and photographed by some people. His wife's affair soon spread in the community.
My biggest weakness is my weakness. I was going to divorce, but I lost my mind in my wife's crying.
Reply to the blogger:
If there is only pure sex between husband and wife, what is the difference between that person and a chicken, cat and dog? It is precisely because people are groups that pay attention to feelings and experiences that they will be very sad when they face betrayal.
Seeing that you are cuckolded, divorce may be your most impulsive decision, and then your wife's crying may wake up the ups and downs that we have gone through together over the years. The softness of this moment is the truest portrayal of your heart, because you don't want to say goodbye to your marriage easily. What you swing from side to side is that many people in the community know about your wife's cheating behavior, and the reason why you are lucky to divorce now is more a matter of face.
But have you ever thought that life is your own? Even if you choose to divorce morally, no one will accuse you of being a baiwenhang, or even think it is your wife's fault, but divorce will be accompanied by the marriage reorganization of both parties, which will bring great pain to the children, not to mention that there is not much problem with the relationship between your husband and wife, and at best it is your wife's connivance.
In a relatively harmonious family, the wife dares to cheat, which shows that this man still has a certain weight in your wife's mind. Put aside face and ask your wife how to put her feelings with that man together. If your wife is determined to break up with the man, I suggest giving her a chance to turn over a new leaf.
It is bound that the peach storm will spread in the community for a while, or you will encounter all kinds of strange eyes. You and your wife need to share the responsibility, finish the work at hand, and choose a trip with your wife for entertainment. Don't ruin your marriage in a depressed thought, but always remind yourself that people are not saints, to err is human.