Chapter 445 Everyone’s life is a mess, but he just didn’t show it to you

She recounted her marriage slowly.

Her name is Tao Yun. She grew up in a family of teachers with a rich artistic atmosphere. Her father was a music teacher at a normal university, and her mother taught at a middle school. She was the apple of her parents' eyes.

She loves music and studied it. After graduating from university, she became a teacher at her mother's school. Later, she resigned and opened a music training center with a friend, where she taught piano.

Her father also attends the training class when he has time. He earns a good income and lives a fulfilling life. Her husband is a civil servant working in the Education Bureau, but he's a bit busy and has to work a lot of overtime.

They had known each other since childhood, their parents were friends, and they were a perfect match. It wasn't a passionate relationship, but they were both happy with it, and so they got married at 25.

She finished her narration here and said no more.

I asked, "Boss Zhang is your husband's friend?"

"Yes. My husband was with a friend buying a car, and they ended up doing the deal at Mr. Zhang's store. That's how we met."

"Boss Zhang, opening a 4S store usually costs around 50 million. If it's a high-end brand, the cost is even higher. Of course, compared to your husband, he's a wealthy man. But your family is also well off."

"It's not about the money. It's just that there's a special attraction about that person."

"In what aspects is it particularly evident? Tell me."

"He's strong and robust. My husband wears glasses and is more refined. Also, when he talks about social matters, he's knowledgeable and his tone leaves no room for doubt."

I thought about it for a long time and came up with a possibility, so I asked, "Did you have a fright when you were a child?"

She opened her eyes wide.

I encouraged her: "Speak out, speak out everything."

She nodded and said, "Indeed, there was one time. My parents were not at home that time, and I was about eleven or twelve years old. I slept in one room and my grandmother slept in another.

I kept thinking there was someone in the room. I was half asleep and wanted to turn on the light, but a dark figure pounced on me and I screamed in fright.

My grandma came over and turned on the light, but there was nothing. From then on, I didn't dare sleep alone, so I slept with my grandma.

Two years later, my grandmother passed away, and I had to sleep alone again. I told my mother that there was someone else in the room, but she didn't believe me.

After spending a few nights with me, my mother said, "You're too old to sleep alone." So, I often have trouble sleeping.

I nodded: "Not only do you not sleep well, but you often sleep with your head buried in the quilt."

She nodded repeatedly.

I said, "Although your family is well-educated, they neglected your psychological development. They blindly taught you to be brave and strong, and yet you, to save face, pretended to be brave and strong.

This is harming you. Your problem is sleeping with your face covered. It's okay once, it's okay twice, but if you do it over a long period of time, your brain will be deprived of oxygen.

The brain is deprived of oxygen, which makes it prone to fantasies. This is absolutely true. You go to bed earlier than others in the morning, hiding in bed with your thoughts wandering. Plus, after entering puberty, you have a special curiosity about the opposite sex.

After reading some novels, my imagination of men became close to perfection. But once I started working, I realized that real men were either lacking in this aspect or had flaws in that aspect, leaving me dissatisfied. I still preferred the older brother I grew up with.

Now, let me tell you something you won't like to hear. A lack of oxygen to the brain can lead to erotic dreams, which can include... I'm omitting 1,500 words. I won't describe it in detail.

This precocity prompts you to want to live a real life earlier, but your family education makes you restrain your behavior and not have physical contact with other boys.

So getting married at 25 also includes your desire to get married sooner... just enough to get it over with. I'm embarrassed to say it all out loud."

Her face had already turned red and she lowered her head, not daring to look at me.

"Then, you met Mr. Zhang. You discovered that Mr. Zhang was the perfect dream lover. That's how it all happened. That's all I have to say for now."

Silence, terrifying silence.

I need silence. Silence is oppressive and makes her feel unsupported.

After a while, I said, "Mr. Zhang keeps speaking in that magnetic voice, but I don't believe it. He's trying to attract you. That's why he's so pretentious. Have you ever had any contact since then?"

She shook her head quickly.

I could tell at once that this move was fake. A true denial was to look me in the eyes and shake only once.

"Okay, let's play a game. You write down three numbers for me."

She looked up and asked, "What?"

"Don't ask, just write first."

She wrote down 700.

I calculated on paper: 700=755.

7=1+6. 5=1+4. 5=1+4

644=377. (377+1=378)

She stood up and leaned over to look.

I pointed to the numbers 377 (8) and said, "You and Mr. Zhang have had tea and coffee before. Time is related to the numbers 3, 7, and 8."

She was shocked and asked, "How did you calculate this?"

I said, "You're kidding me. You said you never had any contact with him again, so why would you care about these numbers and ask how they were calculated?"

She bit her lip and sat in a daze.

"Since you love music, you must also like some literature. Do you know Yang Jiang?"

She nodded: "I know, Mr. Qian Zhongshu's wife."

I nodded and said, “In the eyes of ordinary people, such a famous family must live an extremely elegant life, right?

But they also quarreled with their neighbors over a chicken, slapping their feet and hitting their hands.

As a human being, you should live a mundane life. Don't think that being with someone will lead you to a life of wonder. Your husband is a civil servant, still young and well-positioned for steady advancement. Business is risky.

If you make money, you need to be able to hold onto it. If you can't, you'll end up investing recklessly. If you make a mistake, you'll be back to where you were before 1949. And if you don't make any money, that's even more of a problem.

He will think that since marrying you, his fortune has gone downhill and things are going from bad to worse.

More importantly, he was already tempted to seduce you the moment they met, and there's no guarantee that he'd repeat the same behavior the next time he saw a woman he was more attracted to.

She sighed deeply.

I said, "Since we're talking about Yang Jiang, I'll give you a passage she wrote."

After taking a sip of tea, I cleared my throat and recited:

"Don't envy anyone's life. In fact, everyone has ash at the bottom of their pot. Life is either this way or that way. It's not that others have unlimited glory, but that their mess is not bright enough for others to see. So just go with the flow."

She pursed her lips, tilted her head and looked at me.

I said, "My voice also has magnetism, temperament, and aura, doesn't it?"

She couldn't help laughing.

I said, "Okay, I'll take my words as a reference. Rest."

She asked, “How much?”

"It's clearly written on the sign: five hundred. Even though we talk and laugh like brother and sister, I'm not vague about the money. That's life."

She counted the money and left.

I guess she didn't even look at the price on the tag. Unlike Tan Shaojie, I had to buy it from her just to make her feel heartbroken.