感情的伤口,越是清创,它扩展得越大,不如交给岁月,让它慢慢愈合,不如淡漠到淡忘,让它得不到生长的养分。1如果可能,我真希望那天罗颖的电脑没有坏,而我在修复时,也没有因一时好奇将那些删除的资料恢复。那样,我也不会对我现世安好的婚姻动摇信仰—那里详细地记录着,她与另外一个男人长达两年的卿卿我我、苦痛挣扎。她甚至曾经想为了那个人,抛夫弃女。我将资料存在U盘里,第一个直觉就是把它们打印出来,扔在罗颖的脸上。我不知道,那张一向恬静而与世无争的脸上,会出现怎样的表情?我也不知道,她怎么可以做到一边尽心地做着贤妻良母,一边与另外一个男人风花雪月。那天晚上,我还是习惯性地去接她 Emotional wounds, the more debridement, the greater its expansion, it is better to give the years, let it slowly heal, it is better indifferent to forget, let it not grow nutrients. 1 If possible, I really hope that Luo Ying’s computer is not bad that day, and I was repaired, not because of temporary curiosity to delete those deleted data recovery. In that way, I would not shake faith in my peaceful marriage - where I recorded in detail how she and other men, who had been as long as two years, struggled bitterly. She even wanted to give up a woman for that person. I have the information stored in the U disk, the first instinct is to print them out, throwing Luo Ying’s face. I do not know, what kind of expression will appear on the face that has always been quiet and unconstrained? I do not know how she can do while devotedly wives and mothers, while romantic with another man. That night, I still routinely pick her up