sadomasochism double

Chapter 1

I decided to divorce Zhuo Yang just because of one sentence.

That night, Zhuo Yang hadn't come back after nine o'clock.We've been married for seven years, and I know he's out socializing during this period of time, and he's very busy, but my stomach really hurts, as if my aunt is about to collapse.

I called Zhuo Yang with my stomach in my arms, who told him to buy a house halfway up the mountain, and the ambulance couldn't even arrive, and I couldn't drive in this state, so I had to call him.

The phone was connected, but there was some noise on the other end, and there were some Yingyingyanyan voices.I didn't care about other things, and said directly: "Zhuo Yang, my stomach hurts."

In fact, two years ago, I was a kid herding sheep.At that time, Zhuo Yang didn't come home, and sometimes I used excuses such as stomachache, house fire, house thief, I sprained my foot, etc. to make Zhuo Yang run home.

However, the sheep-herding child can fool the honest farmer once, twice, but not the third time.I thought to myself, I'm not bad, I can lie to Zhuo Yang, who is shrewd in business, for a whole year.

Of course, a year later, Zhuo Yang no longer believed me.Because the last time, I made him lose his big deal and his integrity.

Zhuo Yang was furious, and when I called again in the future, he was almost ridiculed, "What's wrong, is it stomachache again this time, or lactic acid?"

In fact, Zhuo Yang is still very nasty on the bed. Hey, I just love his appearance as an iceberg and a beast on the bed.

Cough cough - pull away.

I haven't lied for a year, but I still feel guilty when I called this time.

But obviously what I said is true...

My stomach really hurts, as if something is about to fall.

Like a year ago, Zhuo Yang didn't believe me.His voice sounded charming and magnetic on the phone. I think he must have drunk some wine, and now he is a little buoyant, in a trance, and there is some strange tenderness, "My stomach hurts, just rub it by myself... ..."

It's because you've been drinking that you're talking nicely to me.However, I really have a stomachache...Holding my stomach, my sweat dripped down from my forehead one by one, I gritted my teeth, "Zhuo Yang...I really hurt..."

On the other end of the phone, Zhuo Yang was silent for a long time before saying: "Your integrity is gone."

I was about to answer when I heard a voice next to me, "Brother Zhuo, come quickly, what can I do with my wife's phone, you know, this big business is only once in a lifetime, but my wife has countless..."

At that moment, I almost forgot about the pain in my stomach, I just wanted to jump up and quarrel with that rambunctious person, but Zhuo Yang had hung up the phone resolutely.

When the mechanical female voice ruthlessly reminded the other party that he had hung up and turned off the phone, my legs felt hot, and something slipped down, very quickly...

I thought it was my aunt who hadn't been here for a long time.

When I was young, I fell into the water once.That time, not only made me afraid of rivers, oceans, and even water, but also caused me to suffer from a serious illness—Irregular aunt.

Before this time, I hadn't been here for two months.I take it for granted, because I often do this. Although I have been taking medicine and seeing a doctor these years, it seems that it is useless...

However, I guess it was a careless mother, I thought it was a piece of dirty blood.

However, she is actually a small life.

I don't have much love for children, because in Zhuo Yang's words, I am still a child, a child, or a child herding sheep, so why educate and raise her offspring.

Look, maybe this is why Zhuo Yang doesn't want my child.

After the child lost, I was actually a little sad.I'm not young anymore. I've been married for seven years. Although I haven't gone to work or done any housework, I'm not far from looking like a yellow-faced woman.

Strictly speaking, I'm already a yellow-faced woman.The sallow and sallow skin, the long hair that hasn't been trimmed for a long time, the wrinkles around the corners of the eyes, and the thick pores on the cheeks are all the cruelest traces of time left to a woman.

On the contrary, Zhuo Yang is really young. A 30-year-old is actually no different from a 20-year-old, but his conversation is more interesting.

Hey, this is the difference between men and women, and it's the same for children. I feel indifferent. Anyway, I have taken so many medicines. Even if I know the child, I may not be able to keep it. But Zhuo Yang is different.

He showed a rare sense of guilt over the loss of this child, towards me.

Zhuo Yang put down his business and stayed with me in the hospital for seven days.

Although he has to go to work during the day, he will visit me at night and bring me all kinds of delicious food.

Zhuo Yang is good-looking, and his masculine temperament is supported by his career. It has to be said that he is a luminous body wherever he goes.And no matter how glamorous he is, he has to go back to the nest at night and return to my yellow-faced woman, so it's no wonder that the little nurse sisters would say to me with envy and hatred: "Oh, Mrs. Zhuo, You are so happy..."

Of course, every time they said that, I made a shy face, "Where is it, it's just so-so..." Then, I fell asleep peacefully among a group of nurse sisters grinding their teeth.

However, happiness, I want to say, is really self-knowledge.

However, this kind of illusory happiness like the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water is also short-lived.A week later, I was discharged from the hospital, and Zhuo Yang returned to his usual cold appearance.

When he was discharged from the hospital, he walked in front. His legs were long, and I struggled to keep up with his pace.

However, he didn't wait for me, but I couldn't keep up, so he stopped slowly.

The glass of the hospital's gate reflects two men and women who are neither compatible nor alike at all.The man was tall and handsome, with the demeanor of a successful man, while the woman not far away had disheveled hair and dim eyes.

I touched my face and stopped.

This...is me?
Me, how long has it been since I saw my true self?

I thought it would be a long, long time to live such an unexamined life, but it turned out that it was only a few years...

On the way back, I kept silent.

Zhuo Yang didn't speak either, he has always said very little to me.Over the years of our marriage, we have had very little communication. Every time I approached him with a playful smile and wanted to communicate with him, I was frozen by his cold eyes.

"Don't make trouble!"

"Don't you know I'm busy?"

"Are you annoying! If it's not love, go out!"

On the bed, we cooperate seamlessly, don't look at Zhuo Yang, who dislikes everything about me outside and treats me coldly, but on the bed, he is full of enthusiasm.

We have done what we can and cannot do between husband and wife... and we are very happy...

I thought, if Zhuo Yang and I divorce one day, will he miss my body?

I don't think so... In the world, there are many women who are more beautiful than me, more confident than me, and more elegant than me. I believe I can find many.

But just one sentence - Zhuo Yang will not miss me.

Along the way, I counted the retrograde street lights on the road, and I thought, counting odds, I will have a showdown with Zhuo Yang, and counting doubles, I will continue to live my life as a yellow-faced woman in a daze.

One, two, three... 120 two... 120 two, my heart is a little complicated, I don't know whether to be happy or disappointed.

When I got home, I got out of the car and watched Zhuo Yang reverse the car with skillful hands and feet. When I looked up, the street lamp standing not far in front of me made me faintly distracted.

what is this?Just a few more steps and one more street lamp?Is this another village with dark willows and bright flowers? 120 three?

This means, I want a showdown with Zhuo Yang?
In fact, I can also see that I am cowardly, and I have been so weak for seven years, and I don’t really care about a few more years... just touching the aging self in the mirror, I suddenly feel unwilling.

It seems a little reluctant to fall on this man Zhuo Yang for the rest of his life.

I thought of the mocking voice on the phone, I knew who he was, his name was Li Chen, he had the same name as a certain male star who liked to give stones, but his personality seemed to be worse.

In the past seven years, his favorite words are, "Hey, Brother Zhuo, why haven't you divorced this ugly monster?"

"Hey, Brother Zhuo, I really sympathize with you. Marrying such a woman...see if she's talented...or looks..."

The same thing, I have been listening to it for seven years, and I should be immune to it.

However, this evening, I suddenly became a little concerned.

He said that there is only one big business, but there are countless wives...

So, how many wives do I count as Zhuo Yang?
I think, I actually do mind.

Although, I'm totally unqualified.

In the middle of the night, Zhuo Yang woke up in the middle of the night and didn't find me by his side. He got up, looked at me who was sitting in front of the vanity mirror with makeup on, and said coldly, "An Yue, why are you crazy? What are you doing with your makeup at night?"

I touched my delicately made-up face and stared blankly at the strange yet familiar face in the mirror. After a long time, I sighed quietly, "Zhuo Yang, do you think I'm beautiful?"

Zhuo Yang paused, and then snorted after a while, "I thought you knew yourself..."

(End of this chapter)