Love in Shackles

I can’t find one.” Brother Feng said, “My wife brought over a dozen from China. Want some? I’ll give you two!” Lin Rui immediately replied, “I appreciate your kindness, but you keep them for yourself.” I was amused by them, especially hearing Brother Feng repeatedly say “my wife.” Brother Feng and his wife had an excellent relationship. They were college classmates who got married right after graduation in a “bare marriage” without car, house, or wedding dress, but were full of happiness. His wife understood love and giving. After Brother Feng finished his master’s and wanted to pursue a PhD abroad, she resigned from her well-paying job in China to accompany him to Japan. She took care of his daily life without complaint while working in a factory to save money for a house down payment. Their apartment had no luxurious furniture—cute dolls filled the bedside and a wedding photo adorned the wall. His wife wore a simple T-shirt, and Brother Feng, in an ill-fitting suit, looked adorable in front of the national emblem during their wedding photo. Whenever Brother Feng mentioned his wife, he’d beam: “My wife… my wife…” The love contained in this term was profound.

For Brother Feng, for Ye Zhengchen, for the simplest and most direct love of men! You may not have encountered eternal love, but don’t deny that such love exists in this world.

You can choose to cry in a BMW or sit on his bicycle with rice, oil, and salt, laughing together and dreaming of the future. You can choose a man who takes you to seafood feasts every day or one who peels the last shrimp and puts it in your bowl. Believe in life or love; it depends on your choice and whether you stick to it.

Everyone chatted about their topics, but Brother Feng only talked to me. He said, “Being lustful is a man’s nature. Men like beautiful women; who doesn’t? But even Zhang Baizhi is just a fleeting sight. The one I really want to marry is the woman who has cried and laughed with me. Give me ten beautiful women, and I won’t exchange her for anything. Beautiful women are everywhere, but she is one of a kind. Once lost, she’s gone forever.”

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