On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, I prepared a table full of dishes, waiting for my wife, Lin Muyao, to come home and celebrate together.
However, she sent me a message saying, “Hubby, I promised my parents I’d go home to celebrate with them. You eat by yourself, okay? Next year, I’ll definitely spend Mid-Autumn Festival with you.”
But her first love had already posted on his social media moments earlier—not only did he share a nine-grid collage of the two of them, but he also added a caption: “True love means that even if you can’t be together, your hearts will always remain connected.”
Lin Muyao not only lied to me but also liked his post.
I ate my meal in silence, then casually left a comment: “Wishing you both a happy ending.”
The next moment, Lin Muyao called me, her voice urgent and sincere as she explained, “Hubby, I didn’t mean to lie to you. I was just afraid you’d be upset… I just felt sorry for Wang Chuan being alone…”
I let out a soft scoff and, for the first time, hung up on her first.
Since her heart and mind were entirely focused on her first love, I chose to let go and give them my blessing.
Yet, when I no longer loved her, she was the one who regretted it the most…
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