I married Fu Yunshen for eight years, and Song Miao pursued him for eight years.

At first, what Fu Yunshen disliked the most was Song Miao. He always complained to me:

"That Song Miaochang is so ugly, it's fortunate that she keeps pestering me. If it weren't for my colleagues' sake, I wouldn't bother to talk to her!"

But gradually, Fu Yunshen didn't often mention her.

But in his chat, there were many cute emojis added.

The night before the anniversary, Fu Yunshen accompanied me to dinner, and my phone kept ringing.

He explained, "This customer service is also too annoying. Tomorrow is our wedding anniversary, and I bought you a gift."

I asked what gift it was, and he hid his phone and said it was a surprise.

That night, Fu Yunshen fell asleep, and I inexplicably unlocked his phone, wanting to see what kind of surprise it was.

But I found out that his latest purchase record is not in my size, a large size underwear.

The consignee is Song Miao.

"Wife, the anniversary gift I bought for you has arrived. Open it quickly and see if you like it?"

Fu Yunshen handed me a beautifully packaged gift box.

His expression was full of anticipation.

I took it over and calmly opened it, revealing a white branded bag.

I froze in place.

This bag was seen two weeks ago when I was shopping with Fu Yunshen.

Because I took a few more glances, Fu Yunshen remembered it in his heart.

Seeing me staring at me with no expression, Fu Yunshen tentatively asked me, "What's wrong, Yiyun? Don't you like it?"

I looked up and asked him, "Is there nothing else?"

Fu Yunshen's eyes were clean and pure, as if he had met him for the first time.

My friends around me always joke that men have a short flowering period.

With the passage of time, the young man who was once young has gradually become greasy, gained weight, and even developed a beer belly.

But Fu Yunshen is different.

He still has a tall and muscular figure, and his fashion aesthetics are also online.

Every time I walk on the road, I can attract many girls to look back, just like a male god.

Fu Yunshen heard me ask this question with a bright and brilliant smile.

"How do you know that I have prepared something else?"

He pulled out a large bouquet of roses from behind and handed it to me.

"Wife, happy eighth anniversary!"

The bouquet of roses was dazzling, but my eyes dimmed.

If it weren't for the sudden act of checking Fu Yunshen's phone last night, perhaps one would have believed that he is so sincere and affectionate at this moment, with only me in his eyes and heart.

But I saw it.

That latest purchase record.

He personally bought it for Song Miao.

I also saw the message he sent to Song Miao, "Show me this outfit the day after tomorrow."

And yesterday during dinner, my phone kept ringing, which was not a annoying customer service representative.

But Song Miao is sending him an invitation to open a room.

The latest reply is, "Okay, but I can only accompany you for two hours."

Fu Yunshen was planning to have a candlelight dinner tonight in my ear, but I didn't hear a word.

His purchase record and the reply remained like a thorn.

It's hurting my heart.

I can't figure out exactly where the problem is.

Fu Yunshen and I have had a fondness for each other since high school, and we were together at the age of eighteen.

We have known each other for ten years and have been married for eight years. We both consider each other to be steadfast lovers.

He once proposed to me in front of all his classmates on the campus playground, filled with roses——

"I, Fu Yunshen, love only Zhou Yiyun in this lifetime!"

"Zhou Yiyun, will you marry me?"

There have been too many people chasing him, but for the past decade, Fu Yunshen has remained unwavering and steadfastly chosen me.

But for some reason, he actually carried my back and entangled himself with Song Miao, whom he once hated the most.

I was so sad that I trembled. In a state of lack of interest, I threw down the roses and didn't even glance at the so-called gifts.

Fu Yunshen noticed my abnormality.

He knelt down on one knee in front of me and asked me in a gentle voice, "Wife, is it because I wasn't ready that made you unhappy?"

I stared into his eyes in silence, my whole body shivering uncontrollably.

I changed the topic and asked him, "It seems like you haven't mentioned Song Miao for a long time. Is she still in your company?"

Fu Yun was deeply stunned.

Perhaps I didn't expect to mention Song Miao, and there was a hint of unease in Fu Yunshen's eyes.

Then he smiled and said,

"She's just an ordinary colleague, what's worth mentioning? Besides, today is our wedding anniversary, why not talk about work?"

I remained silent and didn't speak.

But my heart is getting colder and colder.

Things that I didn't realize before are becoming clearer in my mind now.

The cute emoticons that Fu Yunshen added while chatting.

From time to time, a smile appears on the phone.

There is also an increasing frequency of overtime.

It seems that everything has become traceable.

I was married to Fu Yunshen for eight years, and Song Miao was like a dog skin ointment, chasing Fu Yunshen for eight years.

At first, I didn't care at all.

I didn't even think that Song Miao would be a threat at all.

Her appearance, figure, and abilities are inferior to mine in every aspect.

Even when it comes to doing things, he is clumsy and always disliked by his friends who hold him back.

Since college, she has been secretly in love with Fu Yunshen, giving flowers, buying food, and running errands.

Even when mocked by the crowd for wanting to eat swan meat, Song Miao still turned a deaf ear and never gave up the idea of pursuing Fu Yunshen.

Fu Yunshen's face turned cold as soon as he saw her, and he even publicly stated that he never wanted to see her again.

Song Miaohui was heartbroken for two days, but on the third day, she turned into an indestructible Xiaoqiang, with a playful and smiling face following behind Fu Yunshen.

After graduating from university, Song Miao pursued Fu Yunshen's company just to become colleagues with him.

Due to work reasons, Song Miao almost spends more time with Fu Yunshen than I do with him every day.

At a friend gathering, I even joked that,

"Song Miao is so persistent. What if Fu Yunshen falls in love with her near the water tower?"

My friends all teased me, "You're not here. As long as Fu Yunshen is not blind, he can't give up on you and choose Song Miao, who is so ugly."

Almost everyone thought that Fu Yunshen could not be attracted to Song Miao.

However, he still moved.

Fu Yun saw that my interest was not high, so he personally prepared a grand candlelight dinner at home.

I also bought a big cake with the words "Happy Eighth Anniversary of Marriage" written on it.

But no matter how I look at it, I find it ironic.

Fu Yunshen personally cut the cake for me, thoughtfully and meticulously placed it in front of me, and I ate it without saying a word.

After Fu Yunshen's phone rang twice, he frowned and set it to silent.

He tried to find a topic to chat with me, but I didn't react much.

In the end, neither of them spoke.

Halfway through the meal, Fu Yun stood up with a deep smile,

"Yi Yun, the cake is too greasy. I'll go downstairs to buy some fruit and come back in a while."

Perhaps the sixth sense that women are born with is too accurate.

Almost as soon as he stood up, I remembered the chat records between him and Song Miao yesterday.

I nodded expressionlessly and said, "Go ahead."

Fu Yunshen picked up his coat and gave me a gentle kiss on the forehead before leaving, "Wait for me to come back."

You see, we look like a loving couple.

But no one knows what Fu Yunshen was thinking at this moment.

After Fu Yunshen left, I also put on my coat and went downstairs, taking a taxi and following behind him.

Sure enough, he didn't go to the supermarket or fruit shop to buy any fruits.

But I parked my car directly at the entrance of the hotel.

Then he hurriedly took a few steps, and a petite girl in the hotel ran into his arms.

I sat in the back seat of the taxi and saw the familiar figure embracing Song Miao at the hotel entrance.

Song Miao excitedly hugged his arm, with a cute and silly expression, as if whispering coquettishly to him.

Fu Yunshen's expression was faint and he didn't say anything, but he let Song Miao pull him up the stairs together.

I almost can't breathe.

At that moment, I understood everything.

I returned home in silence.

Like a walking corpse, with no strength left, he collapsed on the sofa.

Just like having a dream, it wasn't until I took a deep breath to calm my mood that I slowly accepted this reality.

Fu Yun went off the rails deeply.

He got involved with Song Miao behind my back. And judging from their relationship, it seems like they have been together for some time now.

Two hours later, Fu Yunshen returned.

He was carrying a fruit that was not very fresh, and as soon as he entered the door, he turned on the light. The pitch black room suddenly became dazzling.

I instinctively raised my hand to block it.

But he heard Fu Yunshen's surprised voice, "Yiyun, why haven't you slept yet?"

He placed a bag of oranges and apples on the table and approached me to act coquettishly.

"I don't know what's going on today. There's no more fruit downstairs. I ran to a slightly farther large supermarket to buy it, but the car broke down on the way and I'm only back now."

His tone carried a hint of helplessness.

But the moment I was near, a pungent smell of perfume came.

I never wear perfume.

I am a little further away from Fu Yun. "What does it smell like on you?"

Fu Yunshen's expression was unnatural, and he smiled in disguise. "Maybe when I just bought fruit, I was too close to the landlady. She was spraying perfume."

I laughed self deprecatingly.

I never realized that Fu Yunshen was so skilled at lying to me.

I look at the time on my phone and feel bitter in my heart.

Fu Yunshen is quite punctual.

Saying it's two hours means two hours.

"Go take a shower, I'll go sleep first."

I pushed away Fu Yunshen who wanted to hug me, tried my best to suppress the urge to vomit, and got up to return to the room.

I can't fall asleep no matter what.

After taking a shower, Fu Yunshen hugged me from behind and said, "Wife, it's been a long time since we last..."

His hand gently caressed my skin.

He wanted to be intimate, but I coldly refused.

"I'm too tired, go to sleep."

Fu Yunshen felt a bit lost, but didn't say anything and quickly fell asleep.

I stared at Fu Yunshen's familiar sleeping face, tears streaming down my face.

For several consecutive days afterwards, I deliberately avoided Fu Yunshen.

As someone who usually doesn't work overtime, the number of times I work overtime has also increased. Even if I just stare at the computer in the office in a daze, I don't want to go back home.

I don't know how to continue getting along with Fu Yunshen.

In my first year of marriage, I made an agreement with Fu Yunshen, "You can change your heart and like others, but you cannot hide or betray them. You can speak up openly, so that we can get together and part ways."

Fu Yunshen's eyes turned red at the time, and he hugged me tightly, saying that he would always only love me and asking me not to say such foolish things again.

I don't actually believe in eternity, but after eight years of marriage, I have always firmly believed in Fu Yunshen.

But that night, I stayed up all night and flipped through Fu Yunshen's phone again.

Song Miao complained in the chat that he exerted too much force and caused himself a lot of pain.

Fu Yunshen said, "This set is too suitable for you. I couldn't help it, I'm sorry."

Song Miao also said why no safety measures were taken this time.

Fu Yun replied after a deep five minute delay, "I want to have a child now."

……

I really can't connect Fu Yunshen with my husband whom I've known for ten years.

Fu Yunshen called me several nights in a row and said, "Yi Yun, why have you been working so much overtime lately? Can I go pick you up?"

I rejected him and said, "My best friend came to travel and asked me to stay with her at a hotel."

Actually, there aren't many girlfriends traveling.

I just don't want to face Fu Yunshen anymore.

A few days later, the company had a business trip project, and I volunteered to register.

The female boss and husband divorced, and the child was five or six years old without anyone to take care of. She was on a business trip with her.

Unexpectedly, she had a high fever and asked me to take my child to the hospital because she couldn't get away from the client.

I was just hanging up at the hospital with my child, and when I turned my head, I completely froze in place.

Fu Yunshen.

He was held in arms by Song Miao and also in the hospital.

Song Miao placed her hand on her lower abdomen and looked at Fu Yunshen with a sweet smile, "What would be a better name for our child in the future, Fu?"

Fu Yunshen had a faint expression and did not answer the conversation.

After Song Miao kept asking, he impatiently looked up and said, "I'm not sure if I'm pregnant yet, let alone if..."

Fu Yunshen's words came to an abrupt end.

Because his gaze fell on me.

From a distance not far or close, I saw a flash of amazement, panic, and loss in his eyes.

"Yi Yun... How could you be here?!"