I was dragged into the men's room by my husband's colleague.

Oral: I was dragged into the men's room by my husband's colleague.

Reading Tip: When he squinted, he smiled at me and then suddenly pulled me into the men's room. He smelled of alcohol and shouted a few times, scaring two people out of the toilet. I lost all my strength to him, and I smelled of alcohol. He said obscene things, said Dazi didn't deserve to live with me, and pulled my clothes.

Talk: Rose is taciturn, 28 years old.

Finishing: Chamorro

My favorite season is March, not because the flowers in Na Yue are blooming well, nor because the climate in Na Yue is good, but because I met Dazi in that season five years ago. Every March, I will try my best to experience the feeling of meeting each other and recall our beautiful love. However, last March became the most painful injury in my heart. He made me suffer because of drinking and gambling, and it hurts to think about it.

When I met Da Zi, he was just a small clerk, struggling for his weak ideal life. He is very diligent, ambitious and idealistic. Every time I see him and stay with him, I feel that there is something very special about him, which makes me very willing to stay with him for a while and talk to him more. He has a good personality and is generous. I went out to play or eat with him several times, and every time I had many friends, he always rushed to pay the bill.

I got married after talking to Dazi for half a year. I was hesitant to marry him, and my family never valued my feelings with him. They always feel that he will not bring me happiness in the future. And I have always insisted on my own point of view. Once I resigned, I didn't want to find a job for a long time, and my mood was very depressed.

For nearly ten days, I called Dazi every day and asked him to play with me. During that time, he was paying the bill. I didn't expect to get him into trouble. I didn't know that his life was not easy. He finally made some money by working and sent some money to his family. He has to make a living by himself, and there is no extra money at all.

Occasionally, one night, he worked overtime, and I went to their unit to find him. In fact, I like him very much at this time, so I didn't consider anything at that time, just wanted to see him. A colleague in their unit joked with me that you are the only one, and our son is good to you. When will you get married? Leave me some wedding candy. Later, Da Zi told me that he sold his only valuable camera, and I realized that photography was his only hobby.

In this way, I was deeply moved and felt that this man would cherish himself anyway, so we got married after being together for half a year. I thought my greatest happiness was to marry him. Although we lived a poor life in the past two years, our life has gradually improved to have savings in the past two years, but I have always been very satisfied with my life with him. Before the accident, he and I were still planning to buy a house or a car first, and told me that if I bought a car, he would take me wherever I wanted to go in the future.

Last March, Dazi was promoted to regional manager. As a symbol, he decided to invite colleagues and friends to have dinner together. It was a beautiful night, but everything was distorted by alcohol. Colleagues who come to drink usually have deep feelings with him and drink him desperately one by one. I drank some wine, too, but my mind was still clear. After dinner, Da Zi has begun to walk unsteadily. I helped him. He walked askew and said that he would go to KTV again. Everyone was happy, and I didn't stop him.

That night, when they sang, they played dice. At first, everyone just played drinking, and the loser was fined a glass of wine. It didn't take them long to get drunk. I sat next to him and advised them to drink less. Later, they played an honest adventure and asked more and more outrageous questions. I sat there, listening, my face burning. When I went to the bathroom, I bumped into a man. I looked up and saw his colleague. I gave way with a smile and motioned for him to go first.

When his eyes narrowed, he smiled at me and then suddenly pulled me into the men's room. He smelled of alcohol and shouted a few times, scaring two people out of the toilet. I lost all my strength to him, and I smelled of alcohol. He said obscene things, said Dazi didn't deserve to live with me, and pulled my clothes. Then he pushed me to the ground, and the cold floor made me feel desperate. I wish Dazi could come and save me, but no, the locked door was not kicked open by anyone.

Afterwards, I ran out crying and left Dazi in KTV. I hid at home and cried all night. I can't forgive myself, let alone tell Dazi about it. The next day, I packed my things and went out to travel for a while. When I came back, Dazi held me tightly in her arms. I thought I had forgotten the pain, but every night, every time I saw KTV on the road, my heart still hurt for a while, and the relationship between me and Dazi became very tense.

Last year 10, I finally told him everything. He slapped himself twice in front of me, but I still couldn't forget the pain and chose to leave. When I left, he begged and told me that he would wait for me. I know he loves me, but some pains and shadows will haunt me like demons for life.