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As the saying goes, "If you don't listen to the advice of the elders, you'll suffer the consequences." This couldn't be more true. If I hadn't witnessed today's scene, I would never have believed that Zhou Fubing could be such a shameless person.
When I returned home, my mother had already tidied up my room. I noticed her eyes were slightly swollen, and she was wiping away tears with her back turned to me. My father looked surprised to see me; I could tell he felt a bit relieved but also burdened. He hadn't expected me to come back, and I knew he must be feeling quite bitter inside. As the saying goes, "A daughter grows up and cannot be kept."
I would eventually marry, but I had chosen someone unworthy of lifelong commitment. Could my parents really feel at ease? My stubbornness and ignorance had hurt them.
Seeing the dishes on the table covered with bowls, I walked over, removed the bowls, and served myself rice, eating heartily. I was indeed hungry. My mother watched me eat, and I could feel the clouds on her face dissipating somewhat. The room was quiet, filled only with the sounds of my swallowing, the clinking of chopsticks against the bowl, and my own choked sobs...
My mother comforted me, creating an atmosphere of peace, tranquility, warmth, and love. I apologized to my father, who simply said in a calm tone, "Let's eat; the food is getting cold." His simple words forgave me and made me feel a bit ashamed.
Before long, someone introduced me to a potential match—a boy named Xiang Jinyun, the son of my father's comrade who had just returned from military service. My parents were very supportive of this match, and I complied because I knew they were my closest allies; everything they did was for my own good. More importantly, my father knew Xiang Jinyun well through their shared experiences as comrades.
Within six months, I married Xiang Jinyun. He seemed a bit dull and was not very talkative, but he was attentive and treated me like a princess. He didn't smoke or drink much; when payday came around, he handed his entire salary over to me and wouldn't even buy himself a bottle of water.
My husband was family-oriented and respected my parents. Although he appeared somewhat stiff, he had his own opinions and could be quite humorous at times, adding joy to our lives and filling me with happiness.
Since that day when I saw Zhou Fubing with another woman, I had cut off all thoughts of marrying him and hadn't contacted him again. He did reach out once via WeChat to invite me to dinner, but I declined and deleted all his contact information; I didn't want to associate with someone so devoid of morals.
That day, I heard that Zhou Fubing had been taken away by the police for luring a student to a hotel where he drugged and raped her. The victim was named Lao Chunling. After being assaulted, Lao Chunling feared that her reputation would be tarnished and didn't report it. When she returned home, her mother noticed something was wrong. A classmate had been harassing Lao Chunling frequently; concerned that her daughter was being bullied by this classmate, her mother pressed for answers until Lao Chunling finally revealed the truth.
Lao Chunling's mother immediately took her to report the crime and get a medical examination done. At fifteen years old and nearly five feet seven inches tall with striking looks and a slender figure, she appeared very mature—her youthful beauty radiated like a pure flower blooming in stillness.
Zhou Fubing's act of raping a minor would likely land him in prison for life.
I felt fortunate to have recognized Zhou Fubing for the scoundrel he was and to have drawn clear boundaries before it was too late; otherwise, I might have been ruined by him. I am grateful for my parents and thankful that fate has given me such an excellent husband.
As the saying goes again: "If you don't listen to the advice of the elders, you'll suffer the consequences." There is certainly some truth in this. Many things become confusing when you are personally involved.
I am now pregnant, and thinking about becoming a mother fills me with excitement. If I have a daughter one day, I will share my story with her so she understands that a parent's love for their children is pure and selfless—without any ulterior motives or mixed feelings.
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