There is no such thing as an impermeable wall, it's just up to you to find the hole in the wall.

The husband and wife have been together for more than ten years, and the husband's words and deeds have long been engraved in his wife's heart, no matter how well he hides it, he will leave clues. What's more, when this man's heart is no longer on himself, that kind of alienation and indifference is something that the wife can't ignore if she wants to.

After a sleepless night, the person lying next to him was also tossing and turning, he got up several times, but instead of going to the bathroom, he held his mobile phone, flickering on and off.

Early the next morning, my wife simply packed up and dragged her suitcase to the door. When she changed her shoes, she looked up at her husband, who was still sitting in the living room, and asked him, "Don't you keep me?" Are you really willing to let me go? ”

"You're going on a trip, and you're not coming back."

The husband said indifferently, even with anticipation in his eyes.

Yes, he was expecting her to leave as soon as possible so that he could be fully free.

"......What if," the wife put on her shoes and tightened her grip on the suitcase, "what if, I don't come back." ”

"If you don't come back, where else can you go?" The husband said with full certainty: "Go quickly, don't make people wait." ”

The wife smiled.

Yes, where else could she go, her fate and future were linked to him from the day she married him. After more than ten years of ups and downs, from having nothing to now having a family and a mouth, the two of them have experienced too much and given up too much. He was sure that no matter what mistakes he made, she would not leave, but what he didn't know was that a woman with a dead heart didn't even want to be a walking corpse.

After his wife left, the man couldn't wait to call the mistress. After making an appointment to meet, he went back to his bedroom to pick up his clothes. Underneath his clothes, there was something he opened, and he opened it curiously to find that it was a stack of photographs. In the photo, it is all the shadow of him and Xiaosan.

He suddenly felt panicked, dropped the photos, picked up his phone, and started calling his wife's number, but there was no answer on the other side.

The man suddenly remembered what his wife had said last night, and she said that if he dared to betray their marriage, betray their love, she would die.

Die?

He didn't dare to imagine this word, not because he still had much nostalgia for his wife, but because he couldn't bear the bloody rain brought by his wife's death and the fingers behind it.

He sat on the sofa in frustration, held his head in his hands, and began to complain about his wife's selfishness.

What man doesn't spend flowers?

What man doesn't change his mind?

Love, like the goods in the supermarket, has an expiration date.

He didn't think that he would steal food, and even before he met that woman, he firmly believed that he would never steal food in his life. But love is coming, and it can't be stopped. He admits that he is tired of his current marriage, tired of earning and spending money day after day, tired of the firewood, rice, oil and salt that will always be in his marriage, and even tired of this wife who once made him feel his heart but now feels nothing.

But he never thought about divorce, as he said to his wife, he never thought of letting the woman outside take her place.

After the initial anxiety, somehow a picture of two people falling in love flashed in my mind. At that time, his wife also misunderstood him for empathy, and when she saw him wiping the face of the female staff, she was so angry that she hid her face and cried, and ran away. He explained for a long time before he could explain clearly, and that was because the female clerk was carrying the box, and the water in the box splashed in her eyes, and she was in a hurry, so she didn't think about it so much.

Afterwards, he also complained like his buddies, saying that his wife was making a big fuss and had nothing to do. But buddy said, that's your wife cares about you. A woman who doesn't care about you, and a woman who doesn't have you in her heart at all, doesn't care if you wipe your face with others, or if you give others a cold and warm question.

The wife disappeared, she did not return to her parents' house, did not go to a friend's house, and the man searched almost the entire city, but his wife was never found.

In the Ruyi rouge shop, the woman raised her head, looked at Xing Ruyi with a faint gaze, and asked softly: "You say, are men all so mixed, obviously there are already the best around, but they still can't help but steal food." ”

"There is no cat in the world that does not steal food, and neither do men. Just because he didn't steal doesn't mean he doesn't want to steal, maybe he just didn't find the opportunity to steal food. Of course, there are still good men, although they have the opportunity, they can restrain themselves and not let themselves try easily. Stealing food is instinct and choice, and the key depends on what the person you choose will do. ”

"If he had chosen a good woman, I might have gritted my teeth and just turned away. I know that there is no reason to talk about this love as much as not love. You don't need a reason to fall in love with someone. If you don't love someone, you don't need a reason. Since you can't keep his love, then why let it go. But when I investigated everything related to that woman, my psychology began to be unbalanced, and I couldn't figure out, and I couldn't figure out why he would abandon our marriage, our family, or even our love for the sake of such a woman. ”

The woman's eyes were red, but she couldn't hold back her tears.

"That woman wasn't a good woman at all, he was just one of the many men she hooked up with. All she fancied was his money, just his money. ”

"Women are not bad, men are not loved." Xing Ruyi stroked the kitten's back: "Although, I also hate these bad women, we have to face a reality, that is, in bad women, there are some traits that we good women don't have. For example, if they are thick-skinned, what we can't say, they can say it at will, what we can't do, they can do it at will, and what we feel disgusting is a kind of mood in their eyes. Man, love this mood. ”

"Mood?"

"Hmm!" Xing Ruyi nodded: "I have seen a man, a man who also betrayed his family and marriage. This man said this to me. He said that men will fantasize that they are heroes, and persuading bitches to be good is the cheapest way to satisfy this heroism. He would feel that he was saving a woman from fire and water. ”

"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous." The woman laughed so hard that tears came out: "Even in ancient times, there are two kinds of women who are stuck in the quagmire. One is self-clean, and the other is willing to laugh. This former kind is still worth saving, but this latter kind is also in vain if it is saved. If you are rich and powerful, she may be able to endure it for a while, but if you are down, she will definitely hold on to her old business. ”

"Stupid men don't understand that." Xing Ruyi shook his head: "You are too stupid, love is not the whole of life, and a bad man like this should not be the whole of your life." All you have to do is let him go, leave him, and stand on a high place and watch him pay for his wrong choices. You should believe that when a man gives up the woman who does laundry and cooking for him and gives birth to children for him, all he gets is a woman who plays with him on the spot, and is false and wronged. ”

"A woman who falls in love becomes a fool, and a woman who is wrapped in anger and despair becomes a fool among fools." The woman lowered her head and pinched her fingers: "Shopkeeper, do you have anything here that can dye your nails?" ”

"Do you need nail polish made with impatiens?"

The woman nodded, raised her hands, and looked at her smooth nails: "Before I married him as a wife, I loved to paint my nails. When I was a child, I also used impatiens. In the beginning, it was my grandmother who gave me the bag, and then it was my mother. When I grew up, I found it troublesome, so I changed to nail polish. But after marrying him, because I had to move fruits, sell fruits, wash clothes and cook, my nails didn't even have a shape, so I didn't have the heart to decorate it anymore. ”

"A woman will give up everything around her for the man she loves, while a man is the opposite, he will give up the woman who loves her with all his heart for everything around him." Xing Ruyi got up, took out a small porcelain vase depicted with impatiens from the lattice and handed it to her: "I hate this kind of stupid man who likes the new and hates the old, so I want you to do what you want to do." You still have seven days to go, and in these seven days, there will be grudges and revenge, try to make yourself happy. ”

"I thought you'd advise me." The woman looked up at Xing Ruyi.

"I will persuade you, but not to let go now, but to persuade you, the love debt of this life is in this life. You can choose to get revenge, or you can choose to let them go, either way, it's your choice. If you choose, don't regret it, drink Meng Po soup steadily, and go to the next stage of the journey without worry. As a human being, you shouldn't leave regrets for yourself. ”

"Thanks, I see."

The woman nodded, the red candles flickered in the shop, and the woman's shadow slowly disappeared.

The man had insomnia, and he found that after his wife left, the whole house became terrible. The kind of horror is not seen by the eyes, but felt by the heart. He brought Xiao San back, but when he hugged her soft body, he no longer had primitive impulses, some were just disgust, and some were just the disgusting feeling that surged up from the bottom of his heart.

He chased away the mistress and lit a cigarette in the middle of the night, and he began to regret that he didn't run up to his wife and leave her behind when she was dragging her luggage away.

The words she said were obviously testing him and giving him one last chance.

"Smack!" There was a sound in the hallway, like the sound of high heels falling to the ground. He pinched his cigarette and rushed out of the bedroom quickly, expecting to see his wife's familiar figure, expecting to hear her say, "I'm back!" ”

But the entrance was quiet, and even the door was closed.

"Smack!" There was another soft sound, and he followed the sound and saw a pair of white high heels.

He remembers very well that these high heels were the same pair his wife wore when she left home, and the pair he gave her on their wedding anniversary the previous year.