Post Date September, 04 2023
I have always been a conservative girl, and my family is also very strict. During my college years, some boys chased me, but when my family talked to me and asked me to focus solely on my studies, I rejected them. After graduation, I met several times and each time the introducer mentioned my qualifications, they were very interested because I graduated from a university with a bachelor's degree and worked in a public institution. I am skilled at cooking and also making cross stitch embroidery. But perhaps I am not a very feminine and charming person, and most likely I end up with nothing after just a period of socializing. After I was 26 years old, both my family and I were very anxious, but we never met a suitable one.
I secretly fell in love with a colleague in the office next door to our unit. Someone noticed it and joked about it. He said, "I lost my appetite when I saw someone's (that's me) leather shoes." Later, someone passed it on to me. My leather shoes were bought when I first started working, and they are of good quality. I have been wearing them for several years without any damage, and I pay great attention to cleanliness. My shoes are always wiped clean. I think he meant that I'm not wearing high heels, but if I wear high heels, I won't be able to walk. I've also observed other female colleagues in the office, and there are quite a few who wear flat shoes, sneakers, and sandals, as well as some who come wearing flip flops.
So I was confused for a long time and didn't know the reason. I think this is probably a bloody case caused by a pair of leather shoes. Last year, when I was twenty-eight years old, someone introduced me to my current husband. He was thirty-five years old, 1.78 meters tall, a high-ranking son with an MBA from Tsinghua University, and a middle-level cadre in a large state-owned enterprise. I think his conditions are too good to even think about it. He took the initiative to pursue me. In the first week after we met, we met three times, and the second week, he forced a kiss on me.
At that time, I was stunned, feeling like he was all over me, with pitch black in front of me. Then, his mouth pressed against me, causing a commotion and dampness. I felt a bit clean and nauseous, wanting to avoid it, but also embarrassed. At that time, the thought in my mind was that I had a first kiss. After dating for over a month, we obtained our marriage certificate. He said he doesn't like big events, and our family also thinks it's best to save money to live. We didn't have a banquet, nor did we take wedding photos. Because after he gets married, the company may divide the small house into larger ones, so he said that currently there is no need to decorate the small house, so we will make do with it first.
Shortly after marriage, my mother found out that she had pancreatic cancer. I accompanied my husband in the hospital every day and asked him to visit the hospital. He was unwilling. He would rather play football with his friends. I had to cover up in front of my mother. Later on, my mother passed away, and I discussed with him whether we could take over my father to live for a period of time. As a result, he stubbornly replied to me, "We agreed not to live with the old man. If he comes, I will leave.
I complained to my best friend, who asked me, "Do you have a harmonious sexual life?" I was embarrassed to tell her. We tried several times on our first night but couldn't succeed. As soon as he touched me, I screamed nervously and pushed him out. With just a little force from him, I felt a lot of pain. He was so angry that he said, "I made it ED for you." So he went to the living room sofa and watched TV. I stayed up all night and went to the hospital the next day to see a gynecologist. I wanted the doctor to help me break the membrane so that I wouldn't feel any pain. But the doctor refused. Later on, we succeeded by using lubricating oil. He always said that my initial lack of cooperation gave him a psychological shadow, so we did very little, maybe once a month. And he said I snored while I was sleeping, so we had already separated rooms to sleep.
He comes from a military background and has many comrades in arms. He often comes to my house to play cards. Especially others have a particularly close friend, who comes and goes. One day, I answered a phone call in the living room and just said one sentence. My husband rushed out and pulled out the phone line. I was so foolish, I don't know why. He angrily said, "I don't know if so-and-so is sleeping? What are you arguing about!
I also graduated from college, and I also read books and newspapers. I didn't completely understand these things, so I blurted out, "You're so good with someone, are you gay?" He looked at me with a terrifying look, scolded me and said, "You're insane!" and left.
(Intern Editor: Cai Junyi)
