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01
Recently, everyone has been talking a lot about this newly moved woman, and I have probably heard some stories about her from other people.
Her name is Song Yao, a 37-year-old divorced woman. Others say that her private life is very inappropriate, and her previous divorce was also due to extramarital affairs.
The day she was kicked out by her husband was particularly tragic. It is said that the incident was very big and many people in their community knew about it. Some people even took photos and videos and posted them online.
I donโt know if they are jealous or if this is true, because the Song Yao they talk about seems to be a different person than the Song Yao I have come into contact with myself.
Although I have to admit that she is indeed beautiful, with a breathtaking beauty. She has a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes. When she smiles, the corners of her eyes are slightly raised, making her charming.
However, after hearing about her "glorious deeds", I don't want to have anything to do with this kind of woman, for fear of causing some trouble for myself.
That day, I accidentally met her on the third floor. She smiled slightly and nodded to me, but I was too panicked to respond to her. After giving her a hurried look, I quickly went upstairs.
Although her smile is very sweet and gentle, I still dare not say another word to her.
I think, if I hadn't listened to the rumors about her. I will definitely come forward to greet her warmly. After all, she is such a beautiful woman. But now, I can only avoid her deliberately, and I don't even have the courage to respond to her.
Maybe this is human nature. I am a common person and not as noble as I think.
From that day on, I never thought that I would have anything to do with this woman named Song Yao. But sometimes fate just likes to play tricks on me.
That morning, I put the newly washed sheets on the shelf outside the balcony to dry. But when I got home at night, I found that my sheets were gone.
Could it be said that it was blown away by the wind?
I quickly opened the window and stuck my head out. The sight really shocked me.
My sheets fell onto the balcony of the third floor without any hesitation. The third floor is Song Yao's home.
Now I'm in a dilemma. Should I go to Song Yao's house and get the sheets back?
At present, it seems that Song Yao has not noticed the sheets I dropped on the balcony. Otherwise, she would have put them away long ago, or brought them to me directly?
Forget it, wouldn't it be more embarrassing if she served it to me?
I'd better go down and get it myself. I'm a decent gentleman and I didn't do anything wrong. I just went to get something. Is it so scary? Song Yao won't eat me, right?
Thinking of this, I quickly got dressed, took the keys and went out.
02
"Dong dong dong"! I knocked on the door of Song Yao's house, once and twice, but no one opened it.
Maybe she is not at home?
Forget it, I'll come back tomorrow morning.
Just when I was about to leave, the door was opened.
At this time, Song Yao, with wet hair and wrapped in a white nightgown, stood at the door.
"I'm sorry, I was taking a shower just now. I opened the door a little late. Is something okay?"
"Um... the sheets I was drying on the balcony fell on your balcony. Can you let me go in and get them?" "
I said with a blushing face.
"Oh, it's okay, come in."
She opened the door, and I walked in quickly and went straight to the balcony, not daring to look left or right. I just want to grab something quickly and leave quickly.
shares a romantic love story with you every day. If you like it, please follow me!
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For the convenience of reading, the following articles are all told in the first person, and the names that appear are pseudonyms.
01
Recently, everyone has been talking a lot about this newly moved woman, and I have probably heard some stories about her from other people.
Her name is Song Yao, a 37-year-old divorced woman. Others say that her private life is very inappropriate, and her previous divorce was also due to extramarital affairs.
The day she was kicked out by her husband was particularly tragic. It is said that the incident was very big and many people in their community knew about it. Some people even took photos and videos and posted them online.
I donโt know if they are jealous or if this is true, because the Song Yao they talk about seems to be a different person than the Song Yao I have come into contact with myself.
Although I have to admit that she is indeed beautiful, with a breathtaking beauty. She has a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes. When she smiles, the corners of her eyes are slightly raised, making her charming.
However, after hearing about her "glorious deeds", I don't want to have anything to do with this kind of woman, for fear of causing some trouble for myself.
That day, I accidentally met her on the third floor. She smiled slightly and nodded to me, but I was too panicked to respond to her. After giving her a hurried look, I quickly went upstairs.
Although her smile is very sweet and gentle, I still dare not say another word to her.
I think, if I hadn't listened to the rumors about her. I will definitely come forward to greet her warmly. After all, she is such a beautiful woman. But now, I can only avoid her deliberately, and I don't even have the courage to respond to her.
Maybe this is human nature. I am a common person and not as noble as I think.
From that day on, I never thought that I would have anything to do with this woman named Song Yao. But sometimes fate just likes to play tricks on me.
That morning, I put the newly washed sheets on the shelf outside the balcony to dry. But when I got home at night, I found that my sheets were gone.
Could it be said that it was blown away by the wind?
I quickly opened the window and stuck my head out. The sight really shocked me.
My sheets fell onto the balcony of the third floor without any hesitation. The third floor is Song Yao's home.
Now I'm in a dilemma. Should I go to Song Yao's house and get the sheets back?
At present, it seems that Song Yao has not noticed the sheets I dropped on the balcony. Otherwise, she would have put them away long ago, or brought them to me directly?
Forget it, wouldn't it be more embarrassing if she served it to me?
I'd better go down and get it myself. I'm a decent gentleman and I didn't do anything wrong. I just went to get something. Is it so scary? Song Yao won't eat me, right?
Thinking of this, I quickly got dressed, took the keys and went out.
02
"Dong dong dong"! I knocked on the door of Song Yao's house, once and twice, but no one opened it.
Maybe she is not at home?
Forget it, I'll come back tomorrow morning.
Just when I was about to leave, the door was opened.
At this time, Song Yao, with wet hair and wrapped in a white nightgown, stood at the door.
"I'm sorry, I was taking a shower just now. I opened the door a little late. Is something okay?"
"Um... the sheets I was drying on the balcony fell on your balcony. Can you let me go in and get them?" "
I said with a blushing face.
"Oh, it's okay, come in."
She opened the door, and I walked in quickly and went straight to the balcony, not daring to look left or right. I just want to grab something quickly and leave quickly.
"Need help?" Song Yao's voice came from the living room.
As I said no, I quickly pulled the sheets off, rolled them up casually, and held them in my arms.
But at this moment, a dramatic scene appeared.
When I walked through the bedroom holding the sheets, I didnโt turn on the lights because the bedroom was dark. In addition, I was walking very fast, so accidentally, my feet slipped and my body fell heavily to the ground.
Just in time, my head hit the door handle.
My head was spinning in an instant, and there were stars in my eyes. Song Yao, who heard the sound, also ran over quickly.
"How are you? Are you okay? Where did you knock it? Let me take a look."
I covered my head and was so embarrassed, but at this time, I couldn't care about my image, because it knocked me Yes, it does hurt.
I felt like my head quickly swelled up, and that was actually the case.
Song Yao quickly helped me sit on the sofa, then went to the refrigerator and took out some ice cubes to apply on me.
While applying it, I blamed myself: "It's all my fault. I just took a shower and before I could mop the floor, there was water on the floor, which is why you slipped."
I quickly took the ice cube from her hand and told her : "It's okay. It's not your fault. It's all my fault."
She stood up again and quickly poured me water and got food. It makes me feel more and more embarrassed.
After about ten minutes, I felt much better, and the bump on my head also disappeared a lot. I told Song Yao, I'm fine, thank you for taking so long.
Song Yao smiled at me: "Why are you thanking me? Everything today is all my fault. You were hurt the first time you came to my house. It's because I didn't treat guests well. I'll treat you to dinner another day!"
Her enthusiasm seemed to make it impossible for me to refuse. After responding to her with a few polite words, I left quickly.
When I got back to my home, thinking about what just happened, I couldn't help but feel pitiful and ridiculous.
However, after this incident, I have a different view of Song Yao. She is just an ordinary woman. He is also kind and generous, not as bad as others say.
Therefore, sometimes people cannot always let other people's words affect their judgment.
After that day, every time I met Song Yao at the entrance of the corridor, I would greet her with a smile.
Gradually, the relationship between us became closer and closer.
Occasionally, we meet in the community, and we walk home together, or chat for a while.
Who knew that such a simple thing would be noticed by Grandma Zhao from the neighborhood committee on the first floor.
She secretly pulled me aside and told me, donโt get too close to Song Yao. This woman is not simple. She will be in trouble for anyone who gets attached to her.
I explained to Grandma Zhao that Song Yao is a very good woman. Some things are true or false, but we have never seen them. Don't always talk about others behind their backs. How bad it is.
Later, Grandma Zhao refused to give up and still tried to persuade me. I didnโt want to pay much attention to her, so I just found any reason and left.
I really donโt understand why everyone talks about her like this behind her back. Itโs obviously all untrue. They donโt know the truth and they just talk about her behind her back. Itโs really full. There's nothing left to do.
The more they say this, the more I want to get closer to Song Yao.
03
That day happened to be a weekend. Song Yao asked me to go out for dinner. She said that a Sichuan restaurant opened nearby and I heard it tasted good. Would you like to go and try it together?
I happily agreed to her, and after briefly tidying up, I went downstairs and walked with her.
Today, Song Yao dressed up like a very young woman, wearing a floral dress and walking with a fairy air. When we walked side by side on the road, everyone on the road cast envious glances at me.
At that moment, I felt a little proud. To be honest, although Song Yao is 37 years old, you really can't tell her true age at all, and even her temperament is better than those young girls.
Soon, we arrived at the hotel and found a seat by the window and sat down.
The location here is just right. You can see the street view on the road and the lush trees on both sides of the road.
There are beautiful scenery and beauties, and life is really unique.
I looked at the charming Song Yao sitting opposite, and my heart couldn't help but ripples. In fact, there is a question that I have always wanted to ask her. Although I know that this may affect our relationship, my curiosity drives me to do it anyway.
"Song Yao, why did you divorce your husband? I... heard some bad rumors about you. Are those... all true?"
faced such a "tricky" question from me. Song Yao seemed very calm when asked the question. She took a few sips of the tea on the table and then asked me.
"Then do you believe what they say? I am the kind of... woman?"
I shook my head vigorously and said to her, I don't believe it. If I did, I wouldn't be sitting here today. .
Song Yao sneered, leaned forward, then stared into my eyes and said.
"They are right, I cheated on my husband, but he was the one who betrayed me first! If it weren't for her, my child wouldn't have died like this. It was him who personally killed me. I lost my child!
That night seven years ago, I was on a business trip, and he was at home with my three-year-old daughter. But I never imagined that at this time, he was having a passionate affair with another woman in the room. Sweetheart, he didnโt even know that the child fell down the stairs.
When he found the child afterwards and sent the child to the hospital, it was already too late. But at that time, I still foolishly believed it. , His heart was as painful as mine.
It wasnโt until I learned the truth from the nanny that day that I realized how stupid I was.
So, I wanted to deliberately retaliate against him and embarrass him. But I never thought that everything I had secretly planned would be discovered by him in advance.
The final result was that I accidentally became the victim and the bad woman who betrayed the family and was unfaithful to the marriage.
But all of this was planned by him to harm me. I donโt know that man at all. He deliberately found someone to frame me and posted it all on the Internet.
I canโt explain it and I donโt want to. No more fearless resistance and struggle. Because, the moment my child left, my heart was already dead. As for the other things, whatever, I will not admit the things I have not done.
As for what others say, I canโt care less. I can only hide alone and live my own life. Thatโs enough.โ
Song Yaoโs words shocked me! I never thought that she, who seemed cold and calm on the outside, had experienced so many incredible things behind the scenes, and that the murderer who caused all this now turned out to be her former husband.
This is simply terrible, and it has completely subverted my understanding of human nature. But at this time, I can't do anything, and I can't do anything.
I looked at Song Yao in front of me. At that moment, my heart suddenly softened. I felt so sorry for this woman, but what should I do to heal the scars in her heart?
And how will we develop next?
(Unfinished treatment... Friends who like this story are welcome to leave me a message and like it! Thank you everyone for reading!)
At that moment, I felt a little proud. To be honest, although Song Yao is 37 years old, you really can't tell her true age at all, and even her temperament is better than those young girls.
Soon, we arrived at the hotel and found a seat by the window and sat down.
The location here is just right. You can see the street view on the road and the lush trees on both sides of the road.
There are beautiful scenery and beauties, and life is really unique.
I looked at the charming Song Yao sitting opposite, and my heart couldn't help but ripples. In fact, there is a question that I have always wanted to ask her. Although I know that this may affect our relationship, my curiosity drives me to do it anyway.
"Song Yao, why did you divorce your husband? I... heard some bad rumors about you. Are those... all true?"
faced such a "tricky" question from me. Song Yao seemed very calm when asked the question. She took a few sips of the tea on the table and then asked me.
"Then do you believe what they say? I am the kind of... woman?"
I shook my head vigorously and said to her, I don't believe it. If I did, I wouldn't be sitting here today. .
Song Yao sneered, leaned forward, then stared into my eyes and said.
"They are right, I cheated on my husband, but he was the one who betrayed me first! If it weren't for her, my child wouldn't have died like this. It was him who personally killed me. I lost my child!
That night seven years ago, I was on a business trip, and he was at home with my three-year-old daughter. But I never imagined that at this time, he was having a passionate affair with another woman in the room. Sweetheart, he didnโt even know that the child fell down the stairs.
When he found the child afterwards and sent the child to the hospital, it was already too late. But at that time, I still foolishly believed it. , His heart was as painful as mine.
It wasnโt until I learned the truth from the nanny that day that I realized how stupid I was.
So, I wanted to deliberately retaliate against him and embarrass him. But I never thought that everything I had secretly planned would be discovered by him in advance.
The final result was that I accidentally became the victim and the bad woman who betrayed the family and was unfaithful to the marriage.
But all of this was planned by him to harm me. I donโt know that man at all. He deliberately found someone to frame me and posted it all on the Internet.
I canโt explain it and I donโt want to. No more fearless resistance and struggle. Because, the moment my child left, my heart was already dead. As for the other things, whatever, I will not admit the things I have not done.
As for what others say, I canโt care less. I can only hide alone and live my own life. Thatโs enough.โ
Song Yaoโs words shocked me! I never thought that she, who seemed cold and calm on the outside, had experienced so many incredible things behind the scenes, and that the murderer who caused all this now turned out to be her former husband.
This is simply terrible, and it has completely subverted my understanding of human nature. But at this time, I can't do anything, and I can't do anything.
I looked at Song Yao in front of me. At that moment, my heart suddenly softened. I felt so sorry for this woman, but what should I do to heal the scars in her heart?
And how will we develop next?
(Unfinished treatment... Friends who like this story are welcome to leave me a message and like it! Thank you everyone for reading!)
