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At that time, Lu Ruijun held my small hand and took me running in the garden. I saw the young Lu Ruijun, nervously yet eagerly touching my toes. I saw him kneeling on one knee during the coming-of-age ceremony, placing a ring on my finger. I thought to myself that I was lucky. I had finally waited for this day.
After we got married, Lu Ruijun and I lived a stable life. However, I didn't expect that this stability would last only three months. Lu Ruijun's nephew, Lu Jiang's piano teacher appeared. Her name was Zhang Yuan. She looked very much like Jiang Yanzhou.
Lu Ruijun began to frequently return home, spending a lot of time with Lu Jiang each time. I knew he was watching Zhang Yuan. In the evening, as I passed by the piano room, I heard Lu Jiang ask Zhang Yuan, "Teacher Zhang, can you teach me how to make sweet and sour ribs?"
"Why do you want to learn how to make sweet and sour ribs?"
Lu Jiang whispered, "Because Dad really likes to eat them."
Zhang Yuan smiled and said, "Okay, I'll make them next time."
I returned to my room, feeling unsettled for a long time. I remembered that I had made sweet and sour ribs for Lu Jiang countless times. Yet he had never eaten any. Whenever he was at the dinner table, he always seemed distracted, as if thinking about someone. It turned out he was thinking about Zhang Yuan.
A few days later, Zhang Yuan went to the Lu Family for class. She walked through the long corridor and played the piano in the music room. Dressed in a long skirt, her black hair fell to her waist, her figure was slender, and her demeanor was melancholic. She really resembled Jiang Yanzhou. I stood in the corridor, watching her, as if I had returned to seventeen years old. Back to that nightmare.
After work, I specifically bought a lot of groceries, planning to cook for Lu Jiang and Lu Ruijun. I was busy in the kitchen, preparing a large spread, including my specialty sweet and sour ribs. Lu Ruijun and Lu Jiang came back. Lu Jiang was only five years old, but unlike other children, he was quiet and reserved. Ever since his parents passed away two years ago, he had been this way.
I sighed inwardly and patted Lu Jiang's head: "Little Jiang, go wash your hands; it's time to eat." Lu Jiang nodded, went to the bathroom to wash his hands, then climbed onto a chair and picked up his chopsticks to eat. He ate a lot of the dishes made by Zhang Yuan but didn't touch my sweet and sour ribs at all. I felt a bit awkward and softly asked, "Little Jiang, don't you like sweet and sour ribs?"
Lu Jiang shook his head: "I like what Teacher Zhang makes." I smiled: "Does Teacher Zhang also make sweet and sour ribs?" Lu Jiang nodded: "Teacher Zhang's are tastier." Lu Ruijun glanced at me: "He's just saying that casually; don't think too much about it." I lowered my head and continued eating in silence.
In the evening, Lu Ruijun went to the study to work while I returned alone to my bedroom. Looking at myself in the vanity mirror, I suddenly felt very unfamiliar. The woman in the mirror had pale skin, dull eyes, and purple lips.
I felt like an ugly ladybug.
At that moment, the door opened, and Lu Ruijun walked in. He sat down beside me and looked at me through the mirror.
"About today..."
I interrupted him, "No need to explain."
"Lu Ruijun, do you know why we got married?"
Lu Ruijun was silent for a few seconds before softly saying, "Because our families arranged the marriage."
"That's not it." I shook my head.
"It's because we are both incomplete people."
I turned my head and stared into his eyes. "You are missing a half, and I am missing a half."
"Only by piecing ourselves together can we form a complete circle."
Lu Ruijun quietly looked at me without saying a word.
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