First love after marriage

It was a weekend. After Cheng Shi left home again for working overtime, I finally couldn't sit still and went out with my bag.

Not to catch traitors, but to change their image of being poor.

Pretending to know nothing, I read a lot of posts on the Internet and saw a lot of husband cheating during pregnancy.

What I didn't expect is that most of the content below is that it's normal. When the child is born, the husband will return to the family.

It is precisely because of these exhortations that I can endure day by day and don't quarrel with Cheng Shi.

In addition, I have also seen that many experienced women give advice as people who have come over, saying that they can change their image and brighten their husbands' eyes.

Speaking of it, I grew up in a standard black, long and straight style. I was strictly controlled at home. I was not allowed to dye and perm my hair. I never wanted to change my hairstyle.

Think about it carefully. It's possible that Cheng Shi has been tired of it for a long time.

So after Cheng Shi left home that day, I also went out to the new mall in the city, ready to change my style.

In my tightly held cell phone, there are still photos of Cheng Shi's favorite hairstyle the night before.

At that time, Cheng Shi just glanced and pointed to a woman with shoulder length hot inner buckle.

But like a drowning man, I grabbed the last straw.

Although it was the weekend, there were not many people in the mall because of the rain. It was sparse and not crowded.

I took the elevator to the fourth floor and came to a beauty salon called Meixing.

The young man in the hair salon welcomed me in very warmly and asked me in a slow voice what kind of hairstyle I wanted to have.

"Hello, I want to have this hairstyle." I took out the picture from my mobile phone and showed it to her. The young man was too close. I was quite embarrassed because of my enthusiasm.

The man took a look and said, "this is very suitable for you. Just cut it short and iron it. But I think your skin is very white. Do you want to change your hair color? It will look younger."

When I heard him say he wanted to change his hair color, I remembered later that pregnant women can't dye and perm their hair, so I looked a little embarrassed. I didn't know how to accept the enthusiastic sales promotion of young men.

"Why don't you come here for the first time, you choose this hot dyeing, and we'll send you a washing, cutting and blowing for free?"

The young man was still selling. I was a little overwhelmed and glanced out of the floor glass window like an escape.

Just then, a young man and woman came from the glass window.

Men's suits, women's high-heeled skirts.

Women are not beautiful.

Men... Look familiar.

"Beauty? Beauty? " The barber shop man saw me stunned and patted me on the shoulder.

I nervously flicked away, looked at him in horror, and ran out of the barber shop.

I stood at the door of the barber shop and looked at the back of my husband and other women hugging each other from a distance. It was as painful as being pinched by someone.

Talking and laughing, hugging them together, loving them like lovers.

Maybe I'm the most cowardly woman people despise.

At this point, I still didn't rush to make trouble and didn't give them the so-called "color".

I just followed them from a distance, like a fool, to see what they would do.

Turning a corner, I saw them get on the elevator. The elevator door closed in front of me. I didn't think about it. I turned into the staircase.

The sixth floor is the cinema. I guessed that they might go to the cinema, so I climbed to the sixth floor.

"Little pear?"

Just as I was about to get out of the stairwell, a male voice came from behind me.