Xu Qing is my roommate for four years in college. She ranked seventh among the top ten campus beauties at that time, known as the "Seventh Fairy." But in my eyes, she is far more beautiful than the actress who played the Seventh Fairy. Her eyes are as bright as a lake, with long eyelashes that slightly curl upwards. Her eyebrows are curved and slender, and her nose is high and delicate, adding a three-dimensional feel to her face.
Her smile is always so warm and captivating. Her teeth are clean and neat, and whenever she smiles, it feels refreshing. Her hair is smooth and glossy, often left long and flowing over her shoulders. Her face is a standard oval shape, with clear contours and soft lines. Her figure is slender and well-proportioned, tall and elegant... In my opinion, she's better than that Tong Yaxi. How good is our relationship?
Let me put it this way, except for my husband, I haven't had any other exchanges, and everything else is mutual.
In my junior year, I was abandoned by my first love scumbag. At that time, I felt that the whole world was dark, and I had no interest in living, my heart was ashen.
Xu Qing accompanied me, never leaving my side, she tirelessly chattered in my ear: "Yun, in this world, it's hard to find a three-legged toad, but aren't two-legged men everywhere?"
With your figure, your face, and those big, noisy white steamed buns, you could easily match up with the real estate tycoon Wang Shao! If that doesn't work out, I'll take you to see the Deyun Society. How about becoming the young master? If not, we can make do with Bian Ge.
I finally went from tears to laughter. After graduating from college, we both stayed in this city to work hard together. We shared a one-bedroom apartment in an urban village.
We share groceries and exchange information about our colleagues and work.
Until we each found a partner and moved in together, we still shared a rented apartment, just a two-bedroom one now.
We discuss each other's partners' strengths, weaknesses, and the depth and happiness of our relationships.
2.
Everyone has their own misfortunes and happiness. A woman's happiness is to find a good man, but will a good man be her husband?
Four years ago, Xu Qing got divorced.
She cried and told me, "I came back early from my business trip to surprise him, but when I opened the door, I found him rolling around naked with his female boss on our bed! Damn it, even when we just started dating, he never had that much energy with me!"
Feeling wronged and puzzled, Xu Qing said, "An old woman, no chest, no butt, what's wrong with me compared to her? Why does he treat me like this?"
We all don't understand what her husband Jin Zhiwen is thinking. He went to the south without even saying goodbye when he left.
I invited Xu Qing to move in with me, just like when I was heartbroken and she accompanied me. I comforted her wounded soul.
I sent my husband Xiaopeng to the guest room and let Xu Qing sleep with me on our marital bed. To cheer her up, I joked, "If you're really lonely, you can borrow Mr. Zhou from my house first..."
After I said it, I regretted it. Fortunately, Xu Qing seemed to be distracted at the time and didn't respond to me. As the saying goes, "At thirty, I stood firm; at forty, I had no doubts." At the age of just over thirty, Xiaopeng and I often got angry. Especially Xiaopeng, when he was in a hurry, he almost wanted to "correct" me anytime and anywhere.
Wenqing doesn't go to work, she spends more time at home than we do. One day, Xiaopeng was taking a shower in the bathroom and halfway through he called out to me, "Wife, I can't reach my back, can you come and scrub it for me!" They say "bold as brass," whether you believe it or not, I do.
I had just entered the bathroom, and before I could even close the door, he rudely lifted up my skirt and entered. Xu Qing was still in the living room chatting with me casually, "Duo'er, I want to open a clothing store in the central square, do you think it's feasible?" I was so angry with Xiaopeng that I couldn't even breathe evenly, so I leaned on the toilet with my hands and replied, "I... I think it's feasible. Your figure... is so good, any clothes you wear... will make people's eyes light up..."
Xiaopeng came over and suddenly bumped into me. I couldn't help but let out a long and comfortable sound: "Ah—"
She asked me with concern: "What's wrong with you?"
I hurriedly explained: "This guy, he got me all wet..."
Xu Qing spoke again, hesitantly: "But I still have a funding gap?" My husband and I were at a critical moment, and I half-covered my mouth, asking, "How much more do we need?" Xu Qing replied, "Around 300,000."
At the most exciting moment, I blurted out, "It's okay, we have..." Later, I felt that I had agreed too hastily. To be honest, even though we are good friends, 300,000 yuan is basically all the savings my spouse and I have. I discussed it with Xiaopeng.
He said, "It's up to you, my friend."
In the end, we still borrowed.
The company asked me to go on a business trip to Shanghai for a week. Xu Qing and Xiaopeng went to the airport to see me off.
As I turned to wave at them at the boarding gate, a sudden sense of unease came over me, although it was fleeting, it was very clear.
This business trip went particularly smoothly, and by the fifth day, everything was successfully completed.
That night when I arrived home early, I didn't call them. I was excited and nervous inside, hoping that my husband loves me, yet afraid of seeing him loving her... My emotions were almost pathological. When I opened the door with the key, I saw Xu Qing wearing my husband's sweatshirt, busy in the kitchen. It was hot, and she should have been wearing nothing inside. I could clearly see her perky breasts.
I went to help her serve the dishes: "My husband hasn't come back yet? You're busy all by yourself?"
She was a little flustered: "He's taking a shower."
The bathroom door opened, and my husband came out with a large towel around his waist, bare-backed: "Is the food ready? I'm so hungry from all the fuss."
When I saw me, my husband's bath towel accidentally fell to the ground, and he was also naked inside. "I knew you were coming back, so I washed up early." At night, my husband held me and teased me in my ear. A short separation is better than a honeymoon, and it seems like my mind has short-circuited.
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