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Love and Regret in a Flash Marriage
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I am 29 years old this year, a high school teacher who loves children, and I hope to have my own baby by the time I turn 30.
My fiancé, Cheng Zihua, whom I met in college, is at the age where we are discussing marriage. We planned to hold our wedding on October 1st. However, my college friend, Zhan Minglu, unexpectedly became pregnant with his child during one of his drunken nights and secretly gave birth.
On the day before we were supposed to register our marriage, she brought the child into the Cheng Family.
Zhan Minglu made a scene in the Cheng Family, crying and causing a ruckus.
I smiled coldly and slapped her, thinking that this slap was for our friendship, from now on we would be strangers.
Zhan Minglu did not expect me to react this way; she knelt before me, pleading for my understanding. She even presented a paternity test that she had prepared in advance.
I was stunned and looked sharply at Cheng Zihua...
Cheng Zihua glanced at the paternity test; his indifferent heart cracked slightly. Cheng Zihua's mother was the first to speak up, stating that the child was innocent and that the Cheng Family's grandson must have a complete home.
Seeing this, Zhan Minglu smiled and immediately called her "Mom." She repeatedly assured me that she would devote all her efforts to raise this child well.
With a sobbing tone, Zhan Minglu said to me, "Jingjing, please support us. Zihua and I are sincere." Cheng Zihua remained silent.
Zhan Minglu was truly ruthless; when I disagreed with her, she slapped herself desperately. Meanwhile, their child began to cry loudly. Zhan Minglu covered the blood marks on her cheeks and went to comfort the baby. Cheng Zihua frowned.
"Fang Jing, stop making a scene," he said. I paused, incredulous as I looked at Cheng Zihua; now I had become the outsider. I glared at him in anger as he lowered his head but still firmly stated,
"The doctor said it would be difficult for me to have children. I'm sorry, Fang Jing; I want to give this child a complete home."
Tears welled up in my eyes as eleven years of dedication and youth were reduced to just an apology. I felt a wave of bitterness in my throat as the child's cries grew louder. Cheng Zihua showed signs of impatience towards me as well.
"What do I mean to you, Cheng Zihua?" My question felt weak and powerless; I insisted on getting an answer for my youth.
Cheng Zihua's eyes were bloodshot; he closed his eyes briefly while Zhan Minglu cradled the child and nestled against him, presenting a picture of happiness as a family of three.
At that moment, the Cheng Family made a choice. "I'm sorry, Jingjing, I'm sorry." I dragged my weary body away from the Cheng Family calmly.
When I returned home, I found that I was already in tears.
My wedding with Cheng Zihua was canceled, replaced by the wedding of Zhan Minglu and Cheng Zihua. Zhan Minglu wanted a grand celebration and insisted on being a full-time housewife after marriage.
After an eleven-year love journey, I had lost completely.
2
My family learned about my situation with Cheng Zihua.
My father said nothing, but he looked aged with worry for my health.
My eighty-year-old grandmother and grandfather traveled tirelessly to visit me, encouraging me to let go as soon as possible.
I went to the countryside with my grandmother and grandfather to relax. Nature helped me regain my inner peace.
My arrival caught the attention of some elderly women. One of them, who was close friends with my grandmother, quickly arranged for Mr. A to meet my mother.
"Let the past be the past," my mother had aged significantly due to my troubles, but she hoped I could break free from the cage of depression and find happiness again.
Mr. A arranged to meet me at a café during lunchtime.
When I arrived, the waiter led me to the best window seat. Just as I sat down, Mr. A walked up to me.
He was tall and thin, wearing a pair of scholarly glasses. When he smiled, he appeared very kind, giving a sense of comfort. He reminded me of the warm winds of April and the gentle rains of June.
"Fang Jing, hello. My name is Liao Siyuan.
I run a small business in Haicheng and we are from the same hometown.
My grandmother is particularly fond of you."
He got straight to the point and said,
"I heard you are a high school teacher? I really admire girls who can be teachers, especially high school teachers, as the pressure is particularly high. One of my strengths is that I have a very good temper. If you ever feel angry, you can talk to me; I can be your friendly confidant."
I listened quietly and politely responded. It was our first meeting, and Liao Siyuan gave me a small gift wrapped in pink, with a carnation tucked into the packaging.
He told me that the gift box contained a set of courses, and after completing them, I could join the Hai City Women's Club, which was exactly what I needed. I had put in a lot of effort but couldn't secure a spot in the course, so I was surprised that Liao Siyuan managed to do it.
I said, "I didn't prepare any gift for you; how can I casually accept yours?"
Liao Siyuan smiled, his eyes filled with sincerity and determination. He said he came with genuine intentions and didn't expect anything in return. This wasn't an equivalent exchange; if his gift was helpful to me, then I should accept it without hesitation.
Liao Siyuan also introduced himself to help me relax. It turned out he used to be a university teacher in Hai City but later went into business due to family reasons. Now his business was thriving, and his personal issues were something his family had been concerned about.
Liao Siyuan mentioned that when he heard his family talk about me, he felt it was a good match. He had prepared a lot for our date today and pushed a cup of coffee toward me. This café was a trendy spot in Hai City known for its coffee.
I had a coffee addiction, and Liao Siyuan just smiled while watching me confidently chat away. He even performed some magic tricks, which made me feel quite happy.
As a return for his gift, I treated him to dinner today.
We enjoyed New Zealand steak, Japanese sushi, British cheese, and Chinese spicy hot pot. Throughout the meal, we had a great conversation. Liao Siyuan offered to drive me home, and I didn't refuse.
As we left the café and he went to get his car, I ran into Cheng Zihua again.
Cheng Zihua was walking hand in hand with Zhan Minglu towards us.
When Cheng Zihua saw me, there was a moment of awkwardness.
Zhan Minglu paused for a second before giving me a victorious smile.
I was in a good mood and didn't want their presence to affect me. Holding flowers and gifts in my hands, I rolled my eyes at them. To my surprise, Cheng Zihua stopped right where I was standing.
Liao Siyuan's car pulled up; it was a Mercedes-Benz. I remembered that Cheng Zihua was notoriously stingy about buying cars; he was still using an old vehicle worth around one hundred thousand yuan. When Cheng Zihua saw the warm and gentle Liao Siyuan greeting me and inviting me into the car, the expression on Cheng Zihua's face was quite amusing.
"What's going on with the man in the car?" Cheng Zihua couldn't help but ask me.
"I just want to find a man who's more handsome, richer, and taller than you. Does that make you mad? One day, Zhan Minglu will definitely betray you!" I refused to show weakness in front of Cheng Zihua.
Zhan Minglu looked furious and urged Cheng Zihua to believe her, saying, "Maybe Fang Jing has already betrayed you, and you don't even know it."
Cheng Zihua pushed me, and I stumbled back a few steps. Just as his hand was about to hit my face, I quickly dodged.
Liao Siyuan's tall figure blocked me. His strong hand firmly grasped Cheng Zihua's wrist.
"Are you even a man? You want to hit a woman? Can't we just part ways peacefully?" Cheng Zihua didn't expect Liao Siyuan to get out of the car and forcefully pulled his hand back.
Liao Siyuan was a head taller than Cheng Zihua, and beneath his handsome appearance was an air of scholarly refinement. He was more gentlemanly than Cheng Zihua.
Cheng Zihua's face turned sour as he tightly held Zhan Minglu and angrily said to me, "Lulu is gentler than you, more feminine than you, and understands men better than you. What are you, Fang Jing? I just want to make you wear a green hat!"
Instead of getting angry, I laughed. At that moment, I needed to stay calm. "Scumbag, get lost! Let's cut off all ties!"
"Fang Jing, come on, let's get in the car. I'll take you home," Liao Siyuan said as he led me away.
My heart ached for a moment. After taking a deep breath, I got into Liao Siyuan's car, leaving Cheng Zihua standing there with an angry expression.
In the car, I remained silent for a while before saying, "That was my ex-boyfriend. I'm sorry for dragging you into this."
Liao Siyuan appeared very natural. He smiled and said, "I think you're a great girl—pure-hearted, kind, and loving towards children. If you're feeling upset about what just happened, I can be your sounding board. You don't have to be so strong; it's okay to cry."
I forced myself to stay calm and joked half-heartedly, "I can't cry; there's no need for me to worry about someone who doesn't love me. I have no worries; I can bounce back immediately."
Liao Siyuan handed me a tissue and suggested that crying might make me feel better.
I lowered my head and fell silent. When did I learn to be strong and not show weakness in front of others?
I always wrapped myself up tightly so that no one could see the exhausted person behind my strength.
I told myself that it would pass, and everything could be turned over.
I wouldn't show weakness in front of Liao Siyuan.
[Liao Siyuan, I hate you!]
[Is it because I made you cry? Alright, I accept the criticism.]
Liao Siyuan safely brought me back to my neighborhood.
His car had just stopped downstairs at my building, and my area was under lockdown due to the pandemic.
I didn't know when it would be lifted.
At that moment, my father, who was taking out the trash downstairs, saw Liao Siyuan who had brought me back. He opened his mouth and welcomed him upstairs.
I followed behind my father and Liao Siyuan up the stairs.
In the hallway, my father received a call from a lady in the community, notifying him about the lockdown situation.
My father looked at Liao Siyuan and said, "Little Liao, you can't go back. What should we do?"
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