Why this summer, of all times

Why is it that affairs often start in the summer? It seems like it should happen in the romantic autumn, amidst the endlessly falling leaves. But instead, under the blazing hot summer sun, bodies heat up, clothes loosen, and affairs begin. Yet at the same time, summer heat also brings sweat and irritation, which could just as easily break things apart. When autumn comes, do those burning summer affairs cool off and fall away like leaves?

This summer, a married man and a married woman claimed they had a “fateful encounter” and began an affair. Why did they choose each other, people of the same race? You’d think they would be tired of their own kind and seek something different. Was it because eating foreign food feels uncomfortable? Or maybe because, though they know enough English to date, it still isn’t easy?

An affair is scarier than a horror movie. No matter how hard others try to stop it, the couple clings tightly together. Once two people are bound like that, morality, faith, loyalty, and conscience are all cut away as if by a knife.

“We don’t care if people find out.”

Wow. Once caught up in an affair, even the most polite and cultured people become bold and shameless. The forbidden love wraps them up in the thrill of passion, giving them confidence to shout it out loud. To them, husbands, wives, children, even coworkers are nothing but obstacles. They act as though only the two of them exist in the world. Around such couples, others in similar situations often give secret support, helping them justify their actions in the name of shared experience.

But is there anything in life that truly lasts forever? Even the most burning affair eventually ends. At first, they chase each other’s bodies with tender words and gestures. But over time, jealousy and obsession bring conflict. They see each other’s flaws. The fire cools, leaving only ashes. Soon boredom arrives, and they start looking for someone new. Affairs become a habit, a lifestyle. Families break apart, children are hurt, trust is lost. Sometimes, lovers abandon their spouses and remarry each other, claiming they were destined to meet late in life. But can stolen love really last?

Now summer is fading. A cool wind slips under the collar. Those lovers, once burning with passion, either suffer in jealousy or raise their collars again, searching for the next exciting partner.