Larry's Divorce (Short Story)

My wife and I have a friend whose name is Larry. Larry has been in some trouble recently. Because his wife wants to divorce him. Divorce is a hassle, especially for Larry. Because Larry doesn't want a divorce, and he still loves his wife. Larry is famous for loving his wife. This is not because his wife Ruth is too beautiful, but because Larry loves Ruth deeply. Ruth is a very quiet woman, with few words and moderate appearance. Her favorite leisure activity is reading novels. Every time she visits Larry's house-of course it was a long time ago. Ruth always has a book at hand, such as Belammy, Crime and Punishment, Mobidick, all of which are world famous.

I still remember the first time I saw Ruth. At this time, the woman who loves reading novels saw us come in, and her misty eyes seemed to be illuminated by the sunset, flashing with extraordinary light. She shook hands with us nervously with a sincere smile on her slightly thick lips. At this moment, Larry stepped forward to hold her soft waist, put down the book she was still holding and whispered in her ear. We overheard that the rabbi said to protect eyes, because they are the most beautiful eyes in the world. Ruth was ashamed of her husband's naked love. She shyly broke away from her husband's arm around her waist and smiled at us with talking eyes, apologizing for her husband's rudeness. My wife and I smiled silently, and we were happy for Larry's happiness.

Ruth and I met and often played together. We didn't have children at that time, so we had enough time to play. We soon found that Larry loves Ruth a little more than Ruth loves Larry. For example, two people quarrel and bicker, and the result is always that the rabbi makes peace first; In the conversation with Larry, Ruth was mentioned in eight out of ten sentences. Ruth kept a decent smile at the side most of the time, even if she spat out a few words, it had nothing to do with Larry.

On one occasion, we made an appointment to climb the mountain, which is the highest mountain in Fiona Fang. It is dozens of miles long and it takes seven or eight hours to go back and forth. We have made all the preparations, including drinking water, crutches, hiking bags, bread, fruits and other materials. At first, we were in high spirits, and the four of us laughed and sang as we walked. We are very unhappy. Even Ruth, who has always been taciturn, hummed a cheerful Song Like softly. With the steep mountain, everyone stopped joking and devoted themselves to fighting the tired body. This is really a difficult climb. Larry was the first person to give up. We have climbed to the middle, and we still have to walk halfway to the highest peak. The rabbi was very sad and complained that his shoes were not properly worn and he slipped. That's true. He has fallen seven or eight times in a row. After listening to Larry's proposal, my wife and I had a hard time choosing. On the one hand, we also have the idea of giving up, and our physical endurance is close to the limit. On the other hand, we are unwilling to give up halfway. It is said that there are several boulders wide enough to park ten cars at the top of the mountain, and the scenery there is simply beautiful. When hesitating, Ruth, who has always been silent, said firmly: Don't give up, just stick to it. Say that finish, she rushed in front and continued to climb on crutches. With Ruth's encouragement, my wife and I gritted our teeth and encouraged each other to follow Ruth. Seeing that we didn't give up, Larry naturally didn't dare to mention the word back, so he slowly followed us. Finally, we all climbed to the top of the mountain. Standing on the huge rock, we shouted at the continuous peaks and the pure sky, and our joy was beyond words.

We thought that if we gave up halfway, we would never see such a fairyland again, and all this depended on Ruth's persistence. After this incident, we were impressed by Ruth and felt that this weak woman was not as fragile as she looked. There is an invisible force lurking in her body, which will play a role at a critical moment. This power was clearly demonstrated in Larry's divorce case.

That was after my wife met Larry at the mall. At that time, Larry looked in a bad mood, with a sad face and a bereavement. The despair in his words was worse than the sadness on his face, so my wife invited him home for dinner to cheer him up. We haven't eaten together for a long time. The birth of two children occupied most of our time. The occasional communication with Larry is just a few phone calls on holidays. Later, there were fewer phones, and we almost lost contact. This time, Larry came into our life again, and we were quite happy, because the boring marriage life day after day really needed some fresh air, even if the air didn't smell so fresh. Our friendship has been revived at such a special moment.

Larry said that it all started with Ruth's obsession with watching movies. Larry and Ruth have never had children since they got married. After work, Larry spends most of his time watching TV at home. As for Ruth, she always reads novels. Once, Larry and Ruth went to see a movie called Titanic. It is said that Ruth was fascinated by it. A white handkerchief walked out of the cinema, enough to wring a few drops of water. After that, Ruth put aside her hobby of reading novels and began to work hard with movies. She goes to see three movies every week and likes to write film reviews after watching movies. Larry doesn't like it very much. At first, he accompanied Ruth to see it, but later Ruth went alone. The more movies Ruth watched, the more film reviews she wrote, and several of them were published in the cultural section of the local newspaper, which made a sensation. Ruth met several people in the cultural circles. One of them is reporter Jack, who is charming, slim and eloquent, and is very popular with women. Ruth was also fascinated by him, clamoring for a divorce from Larry and getting married with Jack.

By the time Larry said these words intermittently, we had already drunk for three rounds, and we were all a little drunk. Larry talked about his memory of Ruth over wine. Judging from his tone, this marriage is irreversible, because if a woman changes her mind, nine cows can't be pulled back. My wife doesn't think so, thinking that she must never give up until the last moment, and volunteered to find out about the military situation and see if there is still room for redemption. Larry shook his head and said that what Ruth decided would not change. We remembered Ruth's firm attitude when climbing the mountain, and thought that Larry's words were correct, but in the idea of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, my wife went to see Ruth the next day. The next night, Larry and I sat at home waiting for news from my wife. It was not until the moon climbed the treetops that my wife came back with a smell of alcohol. My wife didn't mention anything about Ruth. She began to tell me how reasonable, considerate and handsome Jack is. I was so angry that I quickly stuffed my wife into the bathroom and ordered her not to climb into bed until the alcohol was washed away. Larry witnessed all this. He shrugged at me and left my house in a depressed mood.

I decided to go out and see for myself who this Jack really is, which actually fascinated women to this extent.

I didn't find Jack in the newspaper. The man in the newspaper said that he visited a five-star hotel. I rushed to the five-star hotel non-stop. Five-star hotels are really magnificent, and there is a faint trend that the poor are not allowed to enter. If I hadn't attended a dinner party on behalf of the company, I would have been scared away by the momentum of the building that looked up but didn't look down.

The lobby area of the hotel is as big as two football fields, and the building height is as high as three floors. The whole roof is made into a uniquely designed boat shape. The service front desk is located on the right side of the entrance door, and several beautiful waitresses are sitting and busy. After glancing at these serious waitresses, I walked into the hall. I know a bar that specializes in serving customers. If I was looking for Jack, I might be there. I saw two men sitting on the bar at a glance, because there were only two men in the whole bar. They have just finished a pleasant conversation. The elderly middle-aged man held the hand of another younger young man, shook it hard, and then said with a big smile, nice to meet you. The young people responded gracefully, and the elegant temperament was fascinating. When I walked beside them, I heard the middle-aged man say goodbye to Jack, and my heart thumped involuntarily: He is Jack.

The middle-aged man left, and Jack was ready to leave. I didn't care so much, so I quickly stepped forward and sat opposite him. Jack looked at me in surprise. I made a humble gesture and told him my reason. As I spoke, I carefully observed Jack's handsome face and subtle expression. I dare say that I have never seen such a handsome man. His handsomeness is not only reflected in his angular and healthy face, but also in his gestures. This handsome is not just a beautiful face, but inherited the excellent genes of his ancestors, plus his own little learning, which makes him a handsome man with aristocratic atmosphere today. I know that this kind of handsomeness is particularly destructive to educated intellectual women, that is to say, these so-called intellectual women, including Ruth and my wife.

When I talked about Ruth's divorce because of him, I noticed that Jack raised an eyebrow gently. I'm not sure what this expression is, but it must not be accidental. In other words, he knew that Ruth was divorced. I didn't say anything about my wife. If I do this, it will definitely reduce my confidence in negotiating with him. Jack listened to me quietly, showing great patience and self-cultivation. When I sighed and said it was his turn to speak, Jack's slender fingers gently stroked the silver spoon in his coffee cup, and his voice sounded in my ear, which was very magnetic.

Jack said: "I have met many young women who used to be beautiful, talented and intelligent, but for various reasons, they entered the boring marriage life early, and their aura was erased day by day and became boring housewives." Ruth, on the other hand, has always maintained her hobbies and made small achievements. Because of this, I have a different feeling for her. I'm not sure if this feeling is love. I am sure that Ruth will bravely pursue the life she wants and become the person she wants to be. "

"This is all the result of your instigation!" I said angrily.

"I don't deny it. I think Ruth will have greater achievements, so I encourage her to go out of the family and realize her self-worth. "

"Then, will you marry her?"

"get married? Do two people with similar interests have to get married? I don't think so. " Jack stared at me with deep eyes. "Marriage is the grave of love. You should have understood this a long time ago.

"So, have you ever been married? . "I don't want Jack to get the upper hand. Hearing his fallacy, I asked him.

"Well, what can I say? I had a short marriage, and it was a decision that I still regret. " Jack's tone suddenly became sad, but even so, Jack's charming temperament did not diminish.

"Well, if that's the case, I hope you let Ruth go. Women need not only love, but also family. " I stood up, said to Jack, and then turned away.

I know this sentence has no effect on Jack, but it is different for Ruth.

When I told Larry about our conversation, Larry's sadness became more dignified. He told me that Ruth had moved out of their residence and the two sides agreed on a six-month buffer period. If Ruth still insists on divorce, Larry will obey unconditionally. Larry said that he begged for a six-month buffer period, and Ruth's original intention was to sign the divorce immediately. I told Larry you did a great job. Ruth will understand that Jack is not a good husband. He is not even half as good as you. What we have to do now is to make Ruth understand this as soon as possible.

In the following days, my wife and I often invited Larry to our house. In the days without Ruth, Larry resumed his bachelor life. He laughs a lot, sometimes flirting with the woman he likes. I wonder if he will forget Ruth. This question was asked when I was having dinner together. Larry looked serious. "Thank you for caring about me, my friend." My love for Ruth has not diminished at all. The reason why I indulge in pleasure is just to pass the boring days. My only hope is that Ruth will change her mind and come back to me. "When I heard Larry's words, I was relieved and decided to take the next step.

It's been three months since I last talked to Jack. I'm going to find out how Jack and Ruth are getting along these three months. I didn't go to jack again. It's just a stone in the toilet, smelly and hard. Of course, I'm a little rude, but that's the way it is. I'll go find Ruth. According to Larry, Ruth lives at Ling Du Road 169. I didn't directly knock on the door, which would be too deliberate and uncomfortable. I pretended to pass by and met Ruth. It was a Sunday morning. Ruth was holding a vegetable basket in her elbow, and her face looked tired and lonely. I don't know if it's because she watched more movies or wrote more film reviews. When we passed by, Ruth recognized me first, and then greeted me in a cheerful tone. I also replied to her in an excited tone. Indeed, we haven't seen each other for a long time. The last time we met was two years ago.

At my invitation, we sat down in a cafe. Ruth remained the same, her hands clasped on the table, leaning forward with a shy smile on her face. I asked Ruth how she was recently, and Ruth replied that she was fine. I don't want to beat around the bush, so I just asked how I got along with Jack. Ruth seemed a little surprised, collected her thoughts a little, and said, "So far, we have got along very well for this. Although there are some minor contradictions, it doesn't matter. " I reminded her: "Jack's marriage is very short. He is an unmarried man." Ruth hung her head. After a long time, she looked up with tears in her eyes. "I know, I think I can change him." I gave Ruth kind advice: "In my opinion, Larry is your faithful marriage partner, if what you finally want is a warm home." Later, we talked about other unimportant things and broke up.

I feel like I'm winning, but I'm afraid to talk to Lariti. I just told him to wait patiently. After three months, everything will be settled.

In a blink of an eye, in the bleak winter, the branches on the tree show their true colors, pointing to the sky bony, and there is still unmelted white snow on the grass on both sides of the road, like a naughty child who has never eaten clean ice cream on his face. The pedestrians on the road are bloated and slow to walk. Their mouths are full of white gas. From a distance, they look like small trains with white smoke. In such cold weather, everyone knows that hiding in a warm room is the most comfortable. But others don't think so. They had to go out and run wild. Not only that, they also have to pull others out of a comfortable state and let people tolerate those things that are not so happy and sad. Yes, as long as I can stay at home in this bad weather, I will be grateful. I can't stand the cold. I can't stand the cold at all. Every day besides going to work, I shut myself in and fool around with the children. I even forgot to entrust Larry. I just hope that winter will pass quickly. One night near Christmas, I was sitting in front of the fireplace reading a newspaper. A piece of news published in the newspaper caught my attention: two bodies were found on the river. The body is a man and a woman, hugging each other, with their feet tied together and carrying personal belongings such as wallets. This is obviously a murder case, I think, either suicide or being killed by a lover. While I was guessing, my wife told me that Larry was coming. I quickly got up to meet him. Larry looks depressed, his beard has just been shaved, and his face looks thinner. I pointed out the news to Larry and commented, "Suicide for love is the stupidest thing." Larry sat on the sofa with a sullen face.

After a brief heated discussion, I asked Larry how the divorce was going. Larry said, "I just want to talk to you about it." Ruth eloped with Jack. " "No way." I'm a little excited. After all, this is the first depressing bad news since winter. Larry went on, "I didn't see Ruth last week. I called the newspaper, and the newspaper said that Jack didn't come to work for a week. I think they must have eloped. But Ruth doesn't need to do this at all. In two days, the half-year agreement will be reached. If she asks me for a divorce, I will definitely let her go. " I suddenly remembered those two bodies and thought that Ruth and Jack wouldn't do such a stupid thing. At this moment, my wife interrupted me and said, "Larry, Jack is the most handsome man I have ever seen. If Ruth really unfortunately left you, you don't have to be too sad, because any woman will be fascinated when she sees Jack. " I immediately remembered how drunk my wife was when she came back that night. I couldn't help shouting, "Go away, are you still talking like a girl?" My wife left indignantly, leaving Larry and me until midnight. I don't know if Larry has met Jack. If he has, I think he will agree with my wife. I can only whisper to myself. Luckily, Jack doesn't like my wife.

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