Chapter 12

That night, I felt extremely tired. After I fell asleep early, I didn't want to pay attention to what my wife did.

The next morning, when I woke up, my wife had already gone to work

She is an English teacher. The most painful thing is that she has to get up very early every day and rushes to school for morning self-study.

My wife is actually a person who loves to stay in bed. She often looks tired and says while changing clothes: Oh, when can I find a job that doesn’t have to get up so early!

Every weekend, she would cover her head and sleep until almost noon

No matter how I called, she deliberately acted coquettishly and refused to get up

I called the company to ask for another day off and then drove out

First, I found a remote breakfast shop and ate two buns and a bowl of porridge

I haven't eaten for almost a day and a night, but I still don't have much appetite

I was eating buns and staring blankly at the abortion of people coming and going on the streets for a while.

While thinking randomly: Maybe, they are all people with stories?

Or maybe, they all live a boring but calm life?...

After breakfast, I drove away from the city and arrived at a suburb reservoir

There is very secluded, with green grass on the shore. Looking around, a pool of clear water reflects the scenery of the mountains, giving a unique view

When I have time, I occasionally come here with my wife. I feel very comfortable when I walk around.

But this time I came alone, and I was still feeling bitter.

I walked alone for a while and felt a little bored, so I found a stone on the shore and sat down, quietly looking at the water surface

Not far away, there were a few old fishing men. They glanced at me vigilantly from time to time. Maybe they were worried that I couldn't think so, so they jumped down with a plop!

At about noon, my wife called and asked where I was?

I said lightly outside

She was a little anxious and kept asking me where I was outside.

I was annoyed by the question and said I was relaxing outside and would come back later.

Then, without saying a word, hung up the phone

I didn't get home until the evening

My wife has prepared the meal, I'll wait for me for a while

I thought she would lose her temper and scolded me

But she didn't get angry, just asked me in a crying voice: Where did you go? Do you know I'm worried about you?

When I saw her like this, I felt a little disgusted: I wonder how many WeChat messages she sent to Lifan all day today?

Maybe, I ran to a hotel and had a big fight with Lifan naked!

Hate, jealousy, bitterness, burnout...

They are all intertwined, making it almost impossible for me to suppress my emotions!

I finally calmly sat down at the dining table. My wife served me a bowl of rice and picked up some good dishes in my bowl.

She didn't speak anymore, and I just ate.

We ate this meal very dull and tasted like a chewy wax.

There are almost no chopsticks on the table of dishes

In the evening, I went online for a while and then sat in the study to smoke

This study room is the most satisfying place in my entire home

It has a huge floor-to-ceiling window facing south and occupy almost the entire outer wall facing the entire surface

Looking out from the floor-to-ceiling window, you will see the moon, the stars, the lights in the distance, and the camphor tree that is gradually growing outside the window.

The floor-to-ceiling windows are closed, and I can't smell the fragrance of the camphor tree leaves

My wife quietly went to me and said to me timidly: Can you smoke less? It's not good for your health. I ignored her, stared at the window, and continued to suck slowly.

My wife didn't say anything, just sat with me silently for a while. I pointed to the camphor tree outside the window and said to her: The tree is growing up, time is passing so fast

The wife nodded and whispered: Yes, it's almost a year. I still remember when I first moved in, there were not so many leaves on the tree?

I took a puff of cigarette and said calmly: At that time, did you insist on moving to this beautiful land of Qinglin? Is it really for these camphor trees?

It took a long time, but she didn't hear his wife's answer for a long time, and then she whispered: So, you already know?

I didn't say anything, but I still looked at the row of camphor trees outside the window quietly

The wife asked quietly: Since you know everything, what are you going to do?

I shook my head and said: It’s not what I plan to do, but what you plan to do?

The wife thought for a while and said: We have that kind of relationship with them anyway. You and Xiao Ke have not been there once or twice, aren’t you having fun too? Otherwise, we should do that, you and Xiao Ke, me and... are you playing happily together, just treat it as a game, okay?

I turned my head, looked at her face, and asked: Does Xiao Ke know the relationship between you two?

The wife shook her head

I asked again: Then, what is the difference between Xiao Ke and I and the relationship between you two?

The wife bit her lower lip and whispered: Isn’t this kind of thing the same?

I was suddenly angry!

Just the same fart!

A swear word blurted out, I am a kidney, you are a heart! Can this be considered the same? Xiao Ke and I have nothing else except going to bed. We can say that there is no relationship at all! What do you do behind my back? You know the best!

I felt my voice tremble because of anger

But my wife still tried to hide it. She asked in surprise: Didn’t Lifan and I just dated privately? Isn’t it a big deal?

I sneered and said: Hum! The ancients said: A gentleman can deceive him! I didn’t notice it before, did you think it was really because I was stupid? No, that’s because I trust you very much, so I don’t have any doubts about you now, since I have discovered it, do you think you can have anything else to hide from me? Hum, you underestimate me too much!

My wife was speechless

She lowered her head and thought for a while, and said to me: Otherwise, I'll go find Lifan and ask him to tell Xiao Ke, let Xiao Ke also date you privately, and you can do it like us, so everyone will be fair. Do you think this is good?

I suppressed my anger and said: So, why don’t you want to give up on him, right? Haha, it seems that your relationship is really deep!

The wife defended: What kind of relationship is this? Can't I have the sex life I want? Can't you think from my standpoint?

I was so angry!

I stared at my wife fiercely, unable to speak for a moment

The woman in front of me was so strange, not like the reasonable and dependent wife I knew before!

I didn't expect that the training of other men over a year has really turned her into a slutty woman who always asks for sex!

I gritted my teeth and said: Do you still think I am your husband? You not only betrayed me, cheated on other men, but also deceived me for so long and made me like a fool! You said, if you were a man, could you bear all this?

My wife looked at me in horror, maybe I was scared her

She said in panic: Old...husband, this is not a cheating thing, right? I did it with him, didn’t you know later? Yes... I’m sorry, I really didn’t expect that this incident would hurt you so much, I’m sorry... I just broke up with him, okay?

But after a while, she raised her head again, thought for a while, and said: Well, why don’t you give me and Lifan half a year? Let’s slowly break this relationship, okay?

I couldn't help it! I grabbed the ashtray in front of me and smashed it hard on the wall. With a loud bang, the glass residue flew everywhere, like a ball of flashing ice crystals under the light...

I pushed away my wife, who was stunned, opened the door and left with me

I drove aimlessly in the night of the city

The lights on the roadside and the bizarre street scenes kept waving by the car windows

The life my wife and I experienced, her and Lifan were promiscuous, those unscrupulous words on WeChat…

All of them have become vivid pictures, like street lights and street scenes, flashing in my heart

My mood is manic for a while, and it feels like I fall into an ice cellar, which is extremely cold

I'm not speeding

Just driving skillfully while thinking about problems in your mind

My phone is on the side, and the screen keeps flashing

I know, this is my wife calling in panic or sending text messages

I don't have to look at it, I understand what she wants to say

So, I was too lazy to pick it up and take a look

More than an hour later, I made up my mind

I turned the front of the car and drove the car to my parents' doorstep

However, before getting off the car, I carefully sorted out my appearance in the rearview mirror because, no matter what happened, I didn't want my parents to worry about me.

I took out the key and opened the door and went in. My parents were watching TV.

I simply said hello and walked towards my bedroom

The home of parents is forever

Even if the son has already set up a new branch, he will always keep a corner for him in his parents' home.

When I thought of this, my nose felt sore. I quickly took a deep breath and the tears did not flow down.

I squatted down, dragged an old box from under the single bed, took out a small bag of kraft paper, and put it in my arms.

Then, I picked up a few books from the bookshelf

When I walked out of the bedroom, I raised the book in my hand to my parents and said: I'll come back to get some information, and I'll leave immediately if I have urgent matters.

After saying that, he hurried out toward the door

My mother seemed to notice something, so she stood up and asked me: What's so urgent? Stop it? Be careful when doing things, the boss is not young anymore...

I said impatiently: I know, I know!

Then open the door and go out

At the moment of closing the door, I heard my mother vaguely say to my dad: Did this child encounter any trouble? Do you want it...

I sat back into the car, closed the door, and wiped away the tears from my face

Then, he threw the books in the back seat and took out the kraft paper bag from his arms

I slowly opened it, and it was an object about one foot long, silver, full of complex patterns.

I pinched one of its ends, pulled it out with a little force: like a cold spring, it flashed with a flowing cold light

This is a Tibetan knife I bought in a remote town in a low blacksmith shop of a Tibetan family when I graduated from university. I was traveling to Linzhi, Tibet. I was in a remote town.

I still remember that there was a dirty and hairy Tibetan mastiff tied to the door of that Tibetan family.