Tragic love tale
She was once the most beautiful girl in our small town.
When she graduated from the Teachers’ University and was assigned to be a music teacher at the only middle school in our town, it caused a stir comparable to a minor earthquake. This commotion was mainly because she became the center of attention for many young men, including some who were talented, good-looking, or came from privileged families.
At that time, he was a well-known hooligan in the town, spending his days idling, eating, drinking, and causing trouble. His main asset was his endless energy for fighting.
His pursuit of her was like a modern-day version of “a toad wanting to eat swan meat.” Unexpectedly, he eventually married her, thanks to his unique tactics. He didn’t chase her directly, knowing he would be immediately rejected. Instead, he fought with all her suitors, using his hard fists to warn them to stay away from her.
For the next three years, she became an unattainable island for the young men. He, without any rivals, sailed freely across the sea with his “red rose” and landed on the island. She sighed helplessly to her close friend, saying, “This is fate!”
He surprisingly transformed into a hardworking family man, channeling his former fighting spirit into clever business ideas. He started a plastic factory and, within a few years, became a significant taxpayer in the town.
The Audi she drove to school every day was the first private car seen on campus. She turned from a lamented “flower stuck in cow dung” into an enviable beauty.
He was no longer the despised hooligan but a near-millionaire targeted by many young beauties. Yet, she remained his beloved, even though she couldn’t bear children.
When the Audi crashed into a truck, he was negotiating business in Shenzhen. By the time he returned, she had just woken up but was confined to her bed forever.
People anxiously speculated about their future, worrying about him and her. To him, she remained his cherished treasure and his greatest sorrow.
Every day, aside from managing his plastic factory, he spent his time at her bedside, recounting how he used to stand outside the school wall, listening enviously to her playing the piano and determined to marry her at all costs; he also told her how he learned every song she taught the students, even though he was tone-deaf.
During these moments, a faint smile would appear on her pale, thin face, like a blooming pear flower. He would then look into her beautiful, sad eyes and say, “Do you know, that’s the most wonderful sound in my life!”
She didn’t make it to the end of the second year. On that freezing morning, with her last breath, she asked him, holding her tightly in his arms, “Do you regret marrying me?” Regret? If I hadn’t chased everyone away back then, you wouldn’t have had to marry me. Your life would have been different.
There wouldn’t have been this car accident. You would still be at school, happily teaching students to play the piano and sing every day, and I would still be standing outside the school wall, listening until you grew old and I grew old…” He broke down, sobbing uncontrollably, tears streaming down his face.
Thank you for reading! ” Sitestorys “
