Li Huo paused a little, with a wicked smile on his face, he clasped his face with the fingers of his other hand, and answered Feng Yu's question a little embarrassed.

"Civil Affairs Bureau. ”

Civil affairs bureau...... What are you going to do in that kind of place?

"What do you want to do?"

In answering this question, Li Huo.

showed the brightest smile in his life.

The answer is only two very simple words.

【Marry You】

............ This feeling was the first time since I was born, and the fear of losing someone was overwhelming.

I also don't believe in words and stories that go with the wind.

But I also want to believe it.

I want to believe in you and my heart.

So, I'm going to sign our relationship with each other's names.

Turning false things into traces.

In this way, the hypocritical flower thief tells of love and turns the virtual image into reality.

Start today............

I belong to you.

You belong to me.

............ I only received a certificate, and there was no wedding.

The two fell in love at first sight and fell in love for life.

And just like that, they got married.

That day, Feng Yu told Li Huo that she was very happy.

That day, Li Huo replied to Feng Yu that happiness had just begun.

........................

Life after marriage is no different from before marriage.

In the beginning, both parties were immersed in a brief period of happiness.

Because they found each other, the love of their lives.

But that enthusiasm and exuberant happiness soon faded.

In the blink of an eye, a year has flown by............

Their lives haven't changed much, and Feng Yu still drives a taxi.

Li Huo is still running business outside every day.

However, in the passage of time, changes still appeared imperceptibly.

When love gradually becomes family affection..................

That's when people will realize.

Love is nothing but a hormonal illusion.

The enthusiasm will one day fade, leaving behind endless quarrels and the trivialities of life.

It wasn't sudden bad news like the sky falling.

It's not that the rain is coming, and I'm helpless.

It's a little glass slag that suddenly appears in the already mediocre life.

The small enough scum will flow down the veins of your feet into your heart, making a hole there for the anger to enter.

Boredom, exhaustion, irritability, anxiety, flood their lives.

When pure love enters the real phase of staying together, facing a real and trivial marriage, the gap between reality and ideal makes it difficult for them to resist.

When waiting plainly, it is like a cup of tea that was originally steaming and fragrant, after brewing again and again, gradually losing its previous mellow sweetness, becoming bland, lukewarm, and tasteless.

The passion of love could not withstand the wear and tear of the long years, and quietly dissipated like the morning mist, so that all the shortcomings that had been hidden by the brilliance of love slowly surfaced and truly appeared in front of each other.

It's amazing.

It's confusing.

It's frustrating.

It's even heartbreaking.

Feng Yu is still the same Feng Yu.

Li Huo is still the same Li Huo.

Nothing has changed in their essence, nothing has changed in their work, nothing has changed in their mood towards each other.

But..................

When dirty laundry is still scattered on the floor.

When smelly socks and underwear are placed together

Wait.

When the dishes and chopsticks in the sink are still stained with oil.

When the garbage is not taken out in time.

When the toilet seat that was lifted was not put down.

When you don't have dinner prepared and you can only eat fast noodles.

When the milk in the fridge is drunk but not replenished.

Even a window that didn't close, a lamp that wasted electricity bills because it wasn't closed.

At that time, something had begun to change gradually.

The anger that has nowhere to vent will be poured out on the person who ignited it with the boredom that has been suppressed in daily life.

And when those tiny glass shards gradually fill your broken heart..................

Like most marriages in the world............

The never-ending journey always begins with the moment you sit in bed, listen to the alarm clock ring, lift the quilt and put on your slippers————

The glass shards were scattered all over the ground, trying to get into our bare feet.

Feng Yu put on his shoes, and then quietly walked out to welcome the new day.

I really want to drink coffee. - she thought.

She was worried that when Li Huo was away, her thoughts about his physical body were not as strong as her thoughts about coffee.

Next, after heading out, enter the humid heat.

I saw that I was getting closer and closer to the pale yellow car.

She suddenly wanted to go to the river, and then she decided to go.

............ All the way, she was holding back and not allowing herself to run.

Oh, the river of hope, the river of the shallow pond fish's dreams.

...... She was wondering how she could get her body down the river, through all sorts of shimmering sandbars, to the sea, never to return.

The hardest thing every day is to decide to be with your family again.

And to say the most painful.

———— they don't know it.

............ Some people say that you are tired and need a proper rest.

Wash and sleep, open your eyes, tomorrow will be better.

.................. Wash your ears and listen to what you have to say.

What a mentally retarded, brain-dead and hopelessly poisoned person of optimism?

I don't believe in false claims.

There is no such thing as spiritual power and magic in this world.

How do you have the qualifications and evidence to say things that seem like a fantasy?

Tomorrow...... Would it be better?

Why!?

If you are not good now, how will you be good in the future?

What you want me to say.

Your biggest mistake is waking up every day and still living in a dream.

You naively think that yesterday is behind you and tomorrow will be better.

But here's the thing is – failure accumulates more and more like your fat, gradually crushing your spine and making it impossible to straighten up again.

Do you go on naively and optimistically, and you still think that tomorrow will be better?

Let me tell you!

What awaits you in front of you is only the hard work of the road!

And the guy who awaits you at the end of this road, his name is Death!!

Right now...... Do you still think tomorrow will be better?

Getting older and heavier.

Hope is getting smaller, but money is getting less.

The years go by.

Failure accumulates more and more like your fat, gradually crushing your spine and making it impossible to stand up again.

It was definitely not the last straw that broke the camel's back.

............ On this day, Feng Yu finished his long work as usual, and finally walked out of the pale yellow coffin,

Back to the home she didn't want to return to.

Karakata.

There was a loud noise, as if he wanted to use the key to stab the rusty gate, and Feng Yu returned home 'quietly'.

For help, you can steal book tickets like vegetables, come and steal your friends' book tickets and vote for my book.

The room, which was not very large, was pitch black, without a trace of light, as if her life and marriage were extremely dim.

Smack.

Throwing the key in the bowl at the door, Feng Yu was very tired.

She didn't want anything now, she just wanted to drag her tired body to bed and get a good night's sleep.

If I could just wake up like that............

It's pretty good.

Smack.

As he walked, Feng Yu stumbled, as if he had tripped over something and almost fell.

She wouldn't have cared about that if she hadn't done so.

It can be said that there is no energy left to get angry and think about it.

But this time, she chose to turn on the light to see what tripped him.

Because from that touch, that thing ............ It's soft and cool.

Smack.

Turning on the gray and yellowed fluorescent lamp, Feng Yu stood there in a daze, still standing with his tired body and mind.

After standing for more than a minute, she finally knelt down as if she couldn't hold it anymore.

Kneel in front of the guy who tripped over her.

...... Feng Yu stretched out his hand and touched its already cold corpse.

The black and white pattern is still the same as in memory, but the cat's usual anger and lazy barking have disappeared without a trace............

Soon, Feng Yu withdrew his hand.

Cats have a much shorter lifespan than humans, and this is because of their size.

Feng Yu knew, and it also understood that this day would come sooner or later.

Therefore, at this moment, she is dragging a tired heart, and she can't figure out what kind of mood she is in.

She crouched on the ground, her face full of exhaustion and hesitation.

There was even a moment when I thought about things like "You're on your own."

She didn't know what to do, she should just bury it and replace it with a new one.

Or would it be better to throw it away and never have any pets that will die before you do?

I don't know.

Feng Yu didn't know what his mood was like and what he should do.

As a matter of course, she went for help............

In this family, there is another person who will definitely help him.........

Slowly, she stood up and looked up to find her husband.

Odd.

It's weird.

It's weird.

...... Why is that?

Click, click.

Two tears slipped down the car window like rain, and Feng Yu cried for no reason.

There was no pretentiousness, and her crying face was expressionless.

She finally couldn't take it anymore, she couldn't take it anymore.

She saw Li Huo lying on the sofa not far away, sleeping so well that she didn't even have time to take off her clothes and shoes.

Looking at the dead cat and the unconscious husband.

I thought about the boring life day after day, and the work I hated to the core.

Life is not only about the immediate reluctance, but also the unspeakable loneliness, the work that consumes the mind, the sudden bad news, the exhausted body and mind, the countless pains, the never-ending aging, and the steps towards death.

The tears, like the rainstorm on the night they met, simply could not be stopped.

Faced with untold suffering.

Feng Yu finally almost collapsed.