This is the scene that happens at Fang Yun's dining table every day. Fang Yun saw it in his eyes, and his heart was dripping blood. She could barely remember when it suddenly became like this, all she knew was that this was how dinner was spent every day. As soon as it was time to eat, the whole atmosphere became very oppressive.

At first, she still spared no effort to learn all kinds of food and cuisine on the Internet, and then went to great lengths to buy ingredients everywhere, and then waited for him to come back with great anticipation.

But no matter what you do, a table full of salivating delicacies will not be exchanged for him to take one more look, one more comment, eat in a hurry as usual, teach his daughter half-painfully, and then leave silently.

At this time, Fang Yun felt deeply lost and failed.

She felt a loss in her marriage that she had never felt before, and felt that her whole life had come to this day, and she could only be described in one word: failure.

She had realized that she was gradually losing Yan Hao's heart. She didn't understand what made him so indifferent and disregarded to herself?

In reality, she couldn't find the answer, and several times in her dreams she would cry and tell her father, her father's melancholy eyes made her even more frightened, he was speechless, and seemed to be a little helpless, such a dream must be to wake up with sadness.

She doesn't want to get divorced, because if she gets divorced, she's really, completely lost, she doesn't want to lose, she's always thinking, I'm going to get back what I lost.

Although she knew that Yan Hao was a little centrifuged, she was still more at ease, because from any clues, she couldn't tell if Yan Hao was outside or not.

In other words, their marriage is not a third party involved, but a problem between them. Fang Yun thought that this should be something that most couples will naturally encounter after a long time, as long as they deal with this stage by themselves, it will slowly change.

She mustered up the courage and confidence for herself, and was determined to go on with this marriage. Fang Yun also understood her intentions in private, insisting on a loveless marriage, sometimes purely out of utilitarianism and vanity.

She doesn't want Zexi to become a child of a divorced family.

You must know that when Ze Xi filled in the resumes of family members when he entered elementary school, the other class teacher saw that Ze Xi's father was a doctor, so he immediately treated him differently, and invited Fang Yun to serve as the chairman of the class committee very warmly and sincerely.

She understands that people are not because of themselves, but for Yan Hao's sake. She was proud, proud, and that vanity of satisfaction made her vulnerable. She couldn't let Zexi's teacher know that their home was on the verge of breakdown.

I don't want to let myself be the object of discussion behind others' backs in school. You know, the school is definitely a place where people can be terrible, and those wanton spit can drown you. The status of the husband behind the female teacher can sometimes inexplicably determine your status in school.

She knows this clearly, she can't lose him, she can't divorce, she can't!

So Fang Yun still tried to do all her duties.

She can't tell her mother about these deeply suppressed troubles, because her mother, who is over the age of six, is now more fragile than her, and what she can't bear, her mother can't bear even more. However, Fang Yun is gradually becoming stronger now, and sometimes she herself wonders where she got such courage and determination to bear all this alone.

However, the moment she enters the kitchen every day, she suddenly becomes distracted, and she only knows one thing: to cook all the dishes for the day.

Don't think about anything, cook well, this is what Fang Yun reminds herself every day. It is precisely because of this that she feels happier and happier to stay in the kitchen and cook, making those fresh ingredients into delicious and beautiful dishes, and the happiness in this soothes the unknown wound in her heart.

So Fang Yun likes to cook very much and is obsessed with cooking.

For today's feast, she took a lot of pains, and began to draw up a menu in her mind three days ago, what cold dishes, what hot dishes, what soups, what desserts, what fruits, what wines, everything has been carefully approved by her.

Early this morning, she and Liu Meiren went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables in person, and the vegetable market alone ran three times, ran through the only vegetable market around, bought everything needed, and returned home satisfied. Yan Hao had already gone out, and Zexi said irrationally: Dad said that he was working overtime today.

Fang Yun was a little confused, and chased and asked: He didn't say that he would work overtime today yesterday?

Zexi just got off the piano, and she didn't practice smoothly today, she hadn't practiced this piece for two weeks taught by the teacher, so she was in a very bad mood, and she turned over and lay down on the sofa, and replied absentmindedly: How do I know? Did you ask him yourself? Leave me alone?

Fang Yun was a little angry and said: How did you speak?

Zexi secretly rolled his eyes and didn't squeak.

But then Fang Yun thought about it, this is fine, as long as she and Butterfly can talk well, her husband's life and death are uncertain, and it is also pitiful.

When she thought of Butterfly's life experience, she naturally put aside her own troubles.

In this world, the best medicine to cure one's emotional wounds is to hear that there are others who are more pitiful and pathetic than oneself. If this person happens to be his friend, it is definitely a miracle medicine that works immediately.

Hearing Butterfly say that her husband was in a car accident and unconscious, Fang Yun immediately put aside all her marital troubles, began to sympathize with Butterfly, and deeply felt sorry for her.

That night, she and Liu Meiren sat at the dining table and talked about it, and the two of them were inexplicably sad for a long time, silently looking at the leftover meals on the table, no one wanted to move, they just wanted to be in a daze.

Unexpectedly, Fang Yun was in a better mood for a few days. Every day when I see Yan Hao's depressed bitter gourd face, I will feel extraordinarily cute and kind.

Yes, to see him every day like this, to see him come back like this, to come back to his side, to lie by his side at night, to listen to his long snort, tossing and turning, and the familiar smell of his body, is that not enough?

After more than ten years of husband and wife, think about it, what else do you want?

Then she thought about how to comfort the butterfly as a friend, because she felt that she was her only sister, not a sister, but a sister.