Chapter Ninety-Nine: Lover

Lover Zhang Baotong 2016.5.14

It takes a lifetime to manage love, but it only takes a few minutes to destroy love. Perhaps it is the reason for the extreme love and hatred that once love is misunderstood or stormed, the damage it suffers is often fatal.

Some time ago, I met the sister of an acquaintance in Shangnan who I often live in his house when I go to the countryside. She called me to meet up, so I met her and invited her to dinner. During the meal, I asked her why she didn't come home for half a year. So, she told me about a sad incident she had when she came home last year.

She said that since she was in her twenties, she took the women of her village to Xinjiang to pick cotton, and later went to Hangzhou, Taiyuan, Beijing and Shanghai to work, and has been working as a cleaner in Xi'an for many years. In the past 20 years, she has hardly stayed at home in order to earn money, and now her family has built two two-story buildings, and her life is much better. However, last summer, when she returned home once, something happened that she will never forget for the rest of her life.

On that day, her husband and his friend Man Liang (pseudonym) were in her house discussing the matter of building a house for someone else. After the two talked, the husband went over to the house at the head of the village to see the foundation. At this time, a friend in Xinjiang called her and asked her to take some people to Xinjiang to pick cotton again. Because it is not easy to go to Xinjiang once, there are many things to understand, so this call is relatively long. Man Liang is a good friend of her husband, and the two often work together to build houses for others. But Man Liang has chased her for a long time in the past, and although the two of them are now married, Man Liang has always had a crush on her, and he loves to get to her when he has nothing to do. She knew this, so she kept a distance from him all the time, for fear that the two would get too close and make her husband feel uncomfortable. However, the more you are afraid of ghosts, the more they will come to you.

She sat on the edge of the bed and kept talking on the phone, and Man Liang probably saw that her husband was not there, so he sat next to her and asked who she was calling. She said to call Xinjiang. Man Liang said, let me also listen to what the Xinjiang people say. She wanted him to listen to it if he wanted to, but before she could hand him the phone, at this time, her husband pushed the door into the house, and saw Man Liang and his wife sitting together, so close, his face immediately became gloomy.

Man Liang saw that her husband had changed his face, so he left immediately. As soon as Man Liang left, her husband showed a fierce look, closed the door, and asked them what they were doing together. She said that she called Xinjiang and that he wanted to listen to the Xinjiang people, so she would let him listen to it. But my husband didn't believe it at all, saying that he had known that they were good together, and as he spoke, he pounced on her and hit her with his head covered in the face.

In the past, her husband's family was relatively poor, and her mother's family did not agree with her being with him, but she fell in love with his honest duty and love for her at that time, so she resolutely broke with her mother's family and married her husband. For this reason, she cut off contact with her mother's family for three years. She said that there were so many people pursuing her at that time, but she chose her current husband. Therefore, she thought that this husband should not be so heavy on her.

However, what she didn't expect was that her husband beat her to death like crazy, because her husband felt that she was betraying him, and she loved that damn Man Liang in her heart. The husband beat her from the bed to the ground, so that she didn't even have the strength to breathe, she struggled to run out, but as soon as she ran to the yard, she was knocked to the ground by her husband's punch, and when she got up from the ground again, her husband threw up a bench and smashed it on her legs, knocking her to the ground, and she couldn't get up again. That's it, her husband still refused to let her go, pulled her back to the house, pressed her to the ground, picked up a kitchen knife and put it on her neck, gritted his teeth and asked her to see if she would let her die or let Man Liang die. When she saw her husband's red-eyed and fierce look of really wanting to kill, she said that she would let her die. Living with such a husband, she feels that it is not interesting to live.

So, her husband put a rope and the kitchen knife in front of her and asked her to choose whether to hang herself or kill herself. At this moment, my husband's mobile phone rang, saying that there was something wrong with the house built over there, and asked him to hurry up and take a look. The husband hurried out of the house. She limped out of the house. When she came to the highway bridge at the edge of the town, she looked down a few times, and wanted to jump off the bridge, thinking that it was really boring for people to live, except for being tired and desperate to earn money, that is, she was beaten and scolded in pain and anger, but the bridge was too deep for her to dare to look down. So, she went down to the Danyang River, looked at the slowly flowing Danyang River, she wanted to jump into the river, and from then on she was isolated from the world, and she no longer had to desperately earn money and be beaten and scolded. But then she thought about her two children, and if she died, what would happen to them? and her parents and siblings, what would happen to them?

She walked back and forth by the Danyang River several times, and finally, she decided to go to the police station to report the case. She went to the police station in the town. The police officers who entertained her were all acquaintances and asked her why she came to report the crime. She said her husband was going to kill her. The police didn't believe it at first, but when they saw that she didn't look like she was joking, they began to write it down for her. Then, the two policemen found the village chief and came to her house together and questioned her husband with a transcript. The husband had to admit the facts. So, the police let her go out and educate her husband with the village chief. About half an hour later, the police called her and asked her husband to apologize to her in person. My husband said in front of everyone that he wouldn't beat her again.

After the police and the village chief left, she packed up her things and ran away from home. But her husband pulled her and didn't let go, and he knelt on the ground and cried bitterly and hugged her legs, asking her to forgive him and forgive him. Although she did not leave immediately, she would never forgive him. She stayed at home for a few more days, but she couldn't see her husband, and when she saw him, she felt like she was going crazy, and she would remember the scene when her husband beat her to death. Therefore, despite her husband's persuasion not to let her go out, she still left the house ruthlessly. Therefore, whenever she celebrates the New Year, she thinks about going home, but when she thinks that she has contributed so much to her husband and this family, but she almost let her husband beat her to death, she doesn't want to go back to that home. As she spoke, she showed me the scars on her legs, and although the scars were no longer clear, she could still tell a little crutch when she walked. She said she had no lover left, her love was dead.

Love others, love others, perhaps because they love each other the most deeply and dedicate the most, so they are the strictest and most demanding of each other, and the tolerance and understanding between each other are often the least. Things that can be tolerated and understood by others cannot be tolerated and understood when they happen to their lovers, in fact, the people you love the most should be the people you want to tolerate and understand. Otherwise, the person you love the most will easily become the person you hate the most.