why is my wife so pretty

Chapter 8 Chapter 8

300L Landlord

I know why he has suddenly become cold these days...

In fact, his attitude is very novel to me. You may not be able to believe that we have been together for so long, and we have hardly quarreled... Unbelievable, right?But it seems to be reasonable?In life, although our hobbies and some small habits are different, we can respect each other. At work, although we are in the same department, most of the work is independent, and there are few conflicts.

Even in the first few months of living together, some of the things that might cause friction for other couples didn't happen to us.Before we met, we all had our own independent space and time arrangement. After we got together, I consciously gave him enough personal space and would not arrange our lives according to my own wishes. At the same time, he also attached great importance to me. Ideas that will allow us to live in harmony and intimacy as much as possible.

We are like two cogs tailor-made for each other, and we can fit together in the most perfect state as soon as we touch.

But it is precisely because of this that sometimes I feel that happiness comes too easily, and compared with the on-off and off-again relationships of people around me, its taste is not exciting enough and a bit bland.Of course I cherish this relationship very much, but I'm afraid he will find it boring-it seems that most people prefer to find a stable home after going through a thrilling experience, rather than living smoothly from the beginning .

301L Lala

……Then what?The landlord said a long paragraph, where is the point?

302L hee hee

The focus is on dog food preparation, we just open our mouths and continue~

303L stimulation

Thank you for the on-demand broadcast upstairs. I was a little worried at first, but now I understand

304L Landlord

The change took place on this Monday afternoon. He answered a phone call. He was very happy at first, got up and went out in the middle of the talk, and when he returned to the office, his face became unsightly. I asked him what was wrong, and his expression was complicated. He glanced at me without saying a word.I was very strange and wanted to ask clearly, but because I was surrounded by colleagues, I could only ask him by text message, but he never replied to me.

I drove home and he sat in the passenger seat, but he kept looking out the window and still ignored me on the way.

I was very confused, thinking about having a good talk when I got home, so I drove in silence without saying anything.

When I got home, I thought he might not be feeling well, so I let him lie down and rest for a while, and went to the kitchen to cook.When the food was on the table, I went to the bedroom to find him, and wanted to ask him if he wanted me to serve it for him to eat on the bed, or if he got up and we ate on the table together, but when I entered the bedroom, I found that he was hugging Knee, seeing me push the door and come in, he raised his eyes and looked at me.

You all know that he is very good-looking, especially his eyes, which are gentle and a little distant. Sometimes he accidentally glances at me, and I will always feel itchy in my heart, thinking of such a person falling asleep in my arms at night. , the whole body will become hot in an instant.

But he was very different that day. He put on the home clothes I bought for us before. A thin layer of clothes covered him, wrapped in a soft and warm quilt. He was usually handsome and straight, but in that Shrunk into a small ball, like a heather gray hamster.

He looked up at me, his eyes seemed wet, and then turned away, looking at the corner of the bed.

There was a sour feeling in my chest immediately, I didn't know what happened, what made him feel wronged, I just wanted to hug him and comfort him.

He didn't refuse my hug, and quietly approached my arms. I didn't ask any more questions, but adjusted his posture so that he could lean more comfortably.

Only the temperature of his body, his weight against me, the beating of his heart, and the sound of his shallow breathing in my ears remained in the room.

After a long time, he whispered, "I'm sorry."

I raised my eyebrows, but before I could ask the question, he sat up from my arms, lowered his eyes and said let's go to eat.

…At that time, I naively thought that our relationship had eased, and maybe he would wait for the right time to tell me the problems that bothered him, and then we could settle things before his birthday and celebrate his No.30 birthday together.

It's a pity that until today, two days before his birthday, he still maintains a state where I say a sentence and he answers a sentence, and doesn't say a word of extra words. At night, I still sleep with my arms around him, but I can obviously feel his displeasure. comfortable.

I can't sit still anymore. When he got home from work and he put down his bag and said, "I'm going to cook, I want to go to the kitchen." I said, let's have a good talk.

305L hee hee

The landlord’s learning is broken, and he has learned to whet our appetite [contempt.jpg]

306L==

If it weren't for the long time span of this post, I really doubt that this is the writer writing the story

307LStone

Why did the host suddenly talk about tuberculosis? Generally, the ending of this kind of post will be seen by the other party. Could it be that the host wants to expose this post to her boyfriend to solve the problem of your quarrel?

308L Lala

Landlord, why are you fighting coldly?It's a big heart to think of a solution after being cold for so many days...

309LBiteBoy

It’s the first time the host has been with someone for so long, and it’s not easy to persist for such a long time before something goes wrong~

310L Salt Baked Pineapple

It's been half an hour, where is the follow-up~ Where is the reconciliation~~Reminder for more reminder~~~

311L Landlord

Cough, then I found out that his friend saw me and my sister going shopping at the mall that day, and what we were looking at that day was a ring... His friend probably watched too many goofy dramas and thought I was going to marry him behind his back. When another woman got married, she told him...

I thought it was funny when I heard this reason at first. After all, I came out with my parents, how could I end up marrying a woman?It's fine that his friend didn't know the situation, but how could he believe such absurd speculation?To be honest, being questioned by someone I love makes me a little hurt and a little angry, of course, a little as big as a fingernail.

I frowned at him, his face was a little pale, he said sorry to me again, and then told me about a five years that was a little different from what I thought.

He said that he was very grateful for the help I gave him at the beginning, and he was also glad that he did not reject me because he was not used to being close to others. He always felt that accepting my confession was the best thing he did.But in fact, he never had any expectations for our relationship. He thought that we would go our separate ways if we persisted for at most two years. He was even prepared to leave his job if we broke up.

He said he knew that I was nice to him at first because of his face, because sometimes I would look at him and then slowly blush—God knows how embarrassed I was when he said it, so I behaved like this at the beginning Stupid - he didn't feel offended, but was glad that he attracted me so much, but as time went by, he felt that a face could not smooth out the friction and trivialities in life, and his parents did it because of He fell in love with his mother's beauty, but in the end he couldn't resist the passing of time.He felt that the foundation of our relationship was based on a substance that would lose its charm with time, and this always left him with a lingering unease.

He said that although he was angry when he first heard that I came out to my parents, because he was afraid that our stable life would be destroyed, but he was very moved when he saw my persistence, which made him appreciate our love. There was more confidence in the relationship, and later he felt sorry for me but shamefully joyful when he saw me behind me being rejected by my parents.But after my parents agreed to our relationship, he found that I didn't intend to tell my parents about his existence. It was like meeting a Peach Blossom Land after a long journey. He thought he could be the master of this land, but in the end he might Just a nameless passerby.

When he said this, he paused, then looked at me with a guilty expression, and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have doubted our relationship, you've always been so good to me, I shouldn't have mistrusted you..."

After listening to his confession, my heart was not at peace. I didn't know what to say at this time was the most appropriate, so I could only hug him, pat him on the back, and comfort him.

Maybe I should be angry?But I didn't, instead I only felt distressed.

I know very well that over the years, the only person who can get close to him is me. Even his parents, he just told me about his childhood experience with a bit of grievance and sadness. Even at that time, he Still habitually act indifferently, as if it was already a harmless memory.

His experiences have created his character, he is used to suppressing himself, he is used to being an indifferent and alienated person, he is used to being housed in a glass case, enjoying his loneliness and all emotions to himself.

It is undeniable that his appearance is a major factor that attracts me, but the real reason for my heart is the fragility of his strong exterior, which makes me want to hug him, care for him, and spend my whole life to love him. accompany him.