This is a true story of a woman named Xiao Fang, 35 years old in Hunan, China. The story will be told from Xiao Fang's perspective and experience.
A fateful relationship
8 years ago, I came to this construction site and met Mr. Vuong. He was a skilled carpenter. Because we were from the same hometown, we got to know each other very quickly. Gradually, I discovered that I liked him.
However, my feelings were truly sinful and immoral. We both had families, and we just had to work far away. But I really couldn’t control my heart. Working, eating, and chatting with Lao Wang every day made me very happy.
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As time went by, the people at the construction site also noticed that our relationship was not normal. Finally, we decided to become a “temporary couple”. Of course, we still kept it a secret from both families.
Over the past 8 years, Lao Wang and I have been close to each other, spending countless days and nights together. There were no romantic confessions or sweet words between us, only concern and sympathy for each other.
Then what had to happen happened. I learned that he was going back to his hometown in Sichuan. This news was like a bolt of lightning that struck me, leaving me at a loss for what to do.
Lao Wang's departure left me feeling empty, like I had lost something important. I wanted to tell him that I didn't want him to go, but I felt that it would hurt his family. I was confused and hurt.
The key to unlocking the cruel reality
The night before Lao Wang left, he invited me to go drinking at the bar we often went to. That night, we talked a lot, from work to family, from the past to the future. Lao Wang said that after he left, he might not come back, but he hoped that the feelings between us would stay in each other's hearts forever.
Hearing what Old Wang said, I couldn't help but cry. I didn't know how to face this emotional parting. In my drunken state, I confessed my feelings to Old Wang and told him that I really loved him.
Old Wang was silent for a moment, then gently hugged me. He said that he liked me very much too, but our relationship didn't work out. He hoped that I could let go and start my own life over.
The next morning, I woke up and found that Lao Wang had left. A box was neatly placed on the table with a letter and a key inside. The letter read: "If one day you think of me, please come visit this place."
I picked up the key and decided to go find Lao Wang and I's secret base. When I reached the door, I realized it was a small dilapidated house. Opening the door, it was empty inside, with only a table and two old, termite-infested chairs. I suddenly understood everything: It turned out that he had known for a long time that we would have no future and wanted to cut off all hope in me. Our dream was that dilapidated house, our love was like those two chairs, normal on the outside but rotten on the inside. In the eyes of others, that love was something to be thrown away, a dilapidated house that could collapse at any moment.
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The last phone call
After returning to the construction site, I tried to bury myself in work. But every night, I kept thinking about Lao Wang and the days we spent together. I didn't know how to face my feelings and my future.
Time passed so quickly, I decided to divorce because there was no more love between us, and there were no children to tie us down. One night, I suddenly received a call from Lao Wang. He asked me if I was okay. Hearing the familiar voice, my tears fell again.
Over the phone, he said he considered me as a friend and was building a happy life with his wife and children. He said that between us it was just temporary, there was no hope. I also told him that I was trying to get over it but I still couldn't forget every bit of our past.
Finally, Lao Wang said, "I hope we can all live happily." Then he hung up the phone. I knew this was our last phone call.
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Sometimes we fantasize and sanctify love that is wrong from the beginning. We call it true love, that we can only meet each other in the vast ocean of people. But no, the reality is still the same, when love is built on selfishness and destroys the happiness of other people's families, it is not love. In the end, only Tieu Phuong - the mistress - is infatuated. For a long time, old Vuong was always sober, aware that this was a temporary love.
How many Tieu Phuong and Lao Vuong are there in real life? If you don't want to suffer, be tormented and regretful, then be clear-headed from the moment you decide to enter that relationship or not, don't waste your time and energy on someone who is not worth it and then in return be cursed by society and have a lasting emotional wound.
Many Chinese women decide not to get married.
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