I wanted to get divorced, not suddenly, I've been thinking about it for a long time.
It's the kind that never gets married again, disappointed again and again. When you've had enough of the disappointment, it's time to leave.
Some things are really like this, as long as that person is not too bad, he can make do with it.
There was no domestic violence, no affair, and the money was at my disposal, but I still wanted to get a divorce.
Freezing three feet is not a day's cold, and I have saved up enough disappointment, that is, the time to leave.
I hope you see each other's hole cards, understand each other's unbearable, and then you can still love each other. Even more love, these are especially important.
It's Christmas Eve soon, and in previous years Christmas Eve was spent with him and his family, and this year I'm going to be alone again.
My unit sent a lot of things, and I silently took a taxi and carried it home in two trips. When he got home, he panted and looked at the strangulation marks on his hands, thinking that he would never be able to eat his mother's pastry again.
I made an appointment with a friend in advance to go to her house for Mid-Autumn Festival dinner. She has a super sweet daughter, just two years old, who spent the night playing with her.
He used to like this baby very much, and he used to sit in the same place to play games with the baby. But now it has nothing to do with him.
When I returned home in the evening, I had just entered the house when I suddenly heard someone knocking on the door.
Suddenly, there was a quick knock on the door, and I asked vigilantly who are you?
He was standing in the doorway, in a white shirt, still in the same familiar outfit. I reluctantly pretended to be angry and asked him, what are you doing when you come back?
Take something?He rummaged through the boxes, in the study, in the bedroom. I didn't know for a moment what to do while standing in **?
I silently leaned on the couch and opened the **, spread out a Milan Kundera, and pretended to read. Actually, I can't see it at all in my heart.
But I didn't move, I just said hurry up, I'm going to rest, and you can move your things next time.
He cleaned up for an hour and kept asking me, where is my stuff?
It seems that he will never find the appearance of his own things. When he finally cleaned up, he went to the fridge to get a bottle of yogurt and asked if I could drink it
He opened his eyes slightly as he usually did, and gulped down. I looked into his eyes, eyes that I used to love so much.
I say that your eyes look particularly sincere, like the eyes of a horse, with a sense of determination and loyalty. And now these eyes have deceived me again and again.He slowly said that his job had become regular, his salary had risen, and the leader was very good to him.
He asked me how I was preparing for the exam
I said that's it, and we both tacitly agreed not to discuss the divorce again. He briefly asked me how I was doing, and he said I was gone.
Then I closed the door in front of him, and I stood by it for a long time. Listening to the elevator outside, listening to him walk into the elevator, I think he is far away.
Later, my girlfriend sent me a message and wanted to come over to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with me. In the evening, the two of us drank some red wine and kept chatting about our relationship experiences.
If you don't feel that you have encountered a good one, it means that you are not good enough. We still try to accumulate ourselves, and we still persist day after day until we meet better people.
I got up at 8 o'clock in the morning and continued to read in the library. Looking at the pedestrians outside the window, I suddenly remembered the first time I brought him to the library.
Why are you so different before and after marriage?
Love emotional analysis, with his own life experience, interpret the code of love.