One fine day, she announced her marriage to a merchant at the Market of Heaven, who had no status at all. Her friends were surprised and excited, but the matter passed. She still went to exhibitions and art fairs, still socialized and chatted with people, but her face was always sad. And absolutely, she never took her husband out to socialize, unlike the old days when she loved showbiz figures and showed them off everywhere.
Her best friend had just returned from afar, and sat down to talk to her. She told him about the differences or the difference in style, the dialogue with her husband was not on the same level in many aspects, and talked about the intention to break up. Her friend listened attentively and then asked: So why did you choose him? I remember back then, you had plenty of "hot" guys following you? She sighed and said she didn't know, it must be fate. She remembered back then, they met by chance at a drinking party, at that time she had just broken up with her boyfriend, so she was very sad. She sat drinking until late at night when most of the customers in the bar had gone home, then the other guy approached her to get to know her. The story was just like in the movies. The next day, when she woke up, she felt that the new relationship was meaningless because they didn't see much in common except for drinking, so she didn't bother to reply to the other guy's messages or phone calls. But the other guy was persistent, not giving up. Ironically, many of his messages, strangely enough, came at the moments of the day when she felt the weakest and loneliest. Her strength was gone, she was nakedly fighting against her instincts. And reason doesn't always win.
After listening, you said: No one can predict life. Rarely does anyone choose the right person at the right time, but often choose the wrong person at the right time. On the contrary, the right person at the wrong time is also useless. Sometimes, just half a minute faster or slower can change everything. The folk poet Bao Sinh has a poem: "You are foolish, your pants will fall too fast/ If you were slow, you would become a lady". The elders taught "Be smart for three years, be foolish for one hour", so let's do the opposite, be smart for one hour, be foolish for three years, sometimes that hour is a golden opportunity.
