Meeting my first love after 10 years, I suddenly made a decision.

It had been exactly 10 years since I last met Thai - my first love. At that time, Thai and I were both sophomores, in different classes but in the same lecture hall.

Our lecture hall at that time had 3 classes sharing the same room. Thai was a good student in an intelligent way, with an outstanding appearance because he was tall and knew how to dress well. He was sociable, cheerful, and very popular.

I am a typical "country girl", with nothing special about my appearance except for my "impressive" academic record. I have a charming and easy-going personality so I have quite a few suitors.

I was born into a poor family. Outside of class, I was always busy with tutoring and studying, and had very little time for my girlfriend. But Thai respected me very much, not only did he not mind, but he was also willing to arrange his free time to take me to class so that when we got home, we could eat together.

After 10 years of graduating, I unexpectedly met my ex again (Illustration: ShutterStock).

Happiness is simple and extremely beautiful. But after graduating, we could no longer maintain the same level as before. Maybe it was because of the distance between our companies, or maybe because of the long time we had been in love, so the passion gradually faded. Thai texted me less, and did not pay me as much attention as before. No one said a word to each other, just silence and gradually drifted apart.

I was the one who initiated the break-up and silence. I broke up with him when I still had feelings for him. But I knew I had to be decisive because I no longer felt his love and respect. After that, Thai got married and I got married too, and we lost contact since then.

Today was the 10th anniversary class reunion, I was surprised that Thai was there. Thai was not in my class but he was close to many people so I guess that's why they went together. When Thai came to say hello, I was stunned for a few seconds because of surprise and also because of something that I didn't know what to call. Obviously, I was flustered, my heart was beating very fast.

Thai complimented me on how beautiful I was, even more attractive. We talked openly, and the content was nothing special. Thai talked about his current life, work, children, and asked me similar questions. It was just that simple, but I was happy, feeling that time did not seem to have separated us much.

The Thai in front of me now no longer has the scholarly, elegant look like before, instead is the image of a successful, elegant, and leisurely man. Our class reunion started at 11am and lasted until late at night. Meeting old friends, talking about old stories, and memories of student days brought back too many emotions.

During that time, Thai always tried to be near me, or if he wasn't there, he let me know that he was constantly observing and paying attention to me. This feeling was very strange, it made me feel like I was back to my girlhood, feeling loved, cherished, confident, beautiful, and fresh.

After the meeting, Thai asked for my phone number and offered to take me home. But I only gave him my phone number and politely made an appointment to meet him another time.

When I got home it was late at night but my husband was still sitting working and waiting for me. Hearing my call, he hurriedly ran to open the gate, happily asking me if I was happy, tired, and if I wanted to eat anything else because he had still given me some food. I answered honestly: "Going out is fun, but coming home is still the most comfortable."

That is the real feeling I always feel every time I go somewhere and come back home. Late at night, when I have fallen asleep after a long, fun but tiring day, I wake up in the middle of the night and see my husband still sitting typing on the computer, next to him is a thick stack of documents. Suddenly, I feel so sorry for my husband.

My husband is not good at saying sweet words, but in all the years we have lived together under the same roof, he has never spoken harshly or gotten angry with his wife and children. No matter how busy he is, no matter how stressful his work is, I have never heard him complain. He always loves his wife, pampers his children, and is extremely thoughtful.

Whatever I like to buy, whatever I want to talk about, you understand and trust me, always make me feel respected and loved.

Suddenly I thought of Thai, I wondered how Thai and his wife were, were they happy, why did he take care of me and pamper me like that?

I picked up my phone and saw that Thai had sent me a message. He asked me if I was tired and if I had arrived home yet. I quietly deleted the message I had just read, and also deleted Thai’s phone number that I had saved a few hours ago.

That’s how it should be, I told myself. Thai was my first love when I was 20 and we had already broken up. This was my present. The man sitting there working diligently was my husband, the man I promised to love and cherish, the man who promised to take care of our children with me for the rest of my life.

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