Fang Yun's uneasiness naturally came from her husband Yan Hao. A long time ago, she had already vaguely noticed that her husband Yan Hao's heart was getting farther and farther away from herself. Now this feeling is growing stronger and more terrifying.

Fang Yun is not a very sensitive woman, nor is she a woman who thinks about it all day long. But no matter how insensitive, no matter how sluggish a woman is, she can always know whether she loves her husband or not, and whether her heart is still by her side. It's a feeling that doesn't need words, it's a feeling.

Words deceive, but feelings can't.

A man lives around him all day long, his aura and yours blend with each other, and all his words and deeds can carry his personal hidden emotions, which can sometimes be concealed.

That kind of indifference and chill that gradually arises, that kind of slow feeling of gradually freezing, maybe others can't detect it, but Fang Yun has already felt it.

She couldn't tell exactly when her husband's heart began to turn away from her. I can't tell what the reason is, anyway, the originally soft smiling face has gradually become blurred and cold.

Up to now, Fang Yun could hardly remember when Yan Hao would still look at him and laugh. will also put his arms around himself, and the two of them will talk about funny things and laugh.

Most of the time, when he came home, he always looked gloomy and dignified, drooping his eyelids, looking at everyone very unpleasantly, and the family did not look like a family, like his creditors. That kind of boredom and disgust made Fang Yun hurt every time.

He also talked less and less, and what he said was basically some complaints, complaining that the food was not appetizing, complaining that his daughter was too noisy, which affected his studies, and complaining that the home environment was too disturbing and made him feel uncomfortable...... All kinds of complaints, in short, Fang Yun felt that he was completely dissatisfied with his current life. He longs for change, or rather, for getting rid of it.

At the beginning, this kind of uneasy emotion, or sixth sense, Fang Yun took the method that most women would naturally choose, that is, noisy! Quarrel with this man.

This is the habitual thinking of almost all women.

Many women feel that the other party is abnormal and doesn't love themselves very much, and they don't rationally choose to sit down with him and have a good conversation to find a solution. Of course, this has something to do with women's own physical and mental structure.

She would have opted for a more extreme form of treatment. It is usually the uncharacteristically indifferent men who become the Sisthians of the unjustified women. And a woman's hysteria will only exacerbate the man's boredom and make him feel that you are vexatious.

quarreling with this man is actually due to the uneasiness and fear in her heart, and her real heart is hoping to get your comfort and tenderness to refill her empty and crazy heart.

Perhaps, at first, this man will give you some care, he will eventually surrender, comfort you with a good voice, admit all his wrongness, and crave your forgiveness. But the effect of this hormone therapy will only make women more and more addicted to quarrels, thinking that this is the most effective method. And men are more and more disgusted with admitting mistakes.

Fang Yun couldn't remember how many times she had quarreled with Yan Hao, and she could quarrel almost for anything. The two of them slammed the door, and then in that bedroom, Fang Yun was absolutely eloquent and aggressive, completely forcing Yan Hao into a dead end, and at this time Yan Hao had no ability to parry.

Every time she quarrels, Fang Yun knows that she has a chance of winning, the wrong party is always Yan Hao, she and him are provoking, but it is just a righteous move, and correcting his mistakes is like a pet dog that makes a mistake, the owner must immediately correct its behavior, and tell it sternly: You are wrong, have you remembered? Don't do it again next time!

Think about how many women in this world are not using this method to teach their "pet dog" who is 1.8 meters tall.

But there will come a time when it doesn't work, or it doesn't work.

Yan Hao went from being willing to admit his mistakes, to being slow to react, to falling into silence, and finally refusing to admit his account.

The hardships and tug-of-war of this war are only known to Fang Yun herself.

She herself felt that in front of Yan Hao's image of gradually hardening, the negative effect was that she gradually became weak and helpless.

Many times, she faced Yan Hao, and there was really no way for her. That despair made her even more terrible thoughts: I want to die with you!

And Yan Hao is like a male lion who is slowly regaining his status in the population, and he feels that he must find his royal demeanor in this pile of female lions. Every quarrel with Fang Yun strengthened his kind of self-confidence, because he also saw Fang Yun's weakness.

However, another person who was also physically and mentally devastated, naturally was Fang Yun's mother, Liu Meiren. How many times she couldn't help but want to rush in, join the crusade together, and suppress his increasingly arrogant arrogance.

But Fang Yun's thinking is quite clear, she clearly told her mother: No matter how much we quarrel, don't care!

You don't care about this sentence, it's like a tight spell, tightly encasing her, and making her tremble like a ghost all the time, wandering at the door of her daughter's room.

Suddenly, one day, Yan Hao said to Fang Yun: Give me back the salary card!

Fang Yun was stunned, since the day he got married, his salary card has been stored in his place. Every month, Yan Hao only knows roughly how much money he has in his account, but he has never touched this money once, and it is completely like a virtual Bitcoin.

For him, that money is like a gold mine in the air, which can be exchanged for all kinds of beautiful things, but it has nothing to do with him paradoxically.

He knew that Fang Yun used the money to buy beautiful clothes for his daughter, yes, he bought them in piles and piles to go home, and a big wardrobe couldn't fit for a long time, it was like a warehouse.

Once, when he unintentionally opened the closet door, all the clothes inside poured out with a "bang". He was dumbfounded to know that Fang Yun had bought so many things. All kinds of pants, coats, bags, daughter's sweaters, hats. These things are enough for four or five children of all ages.

He was silent, and when he looked at it, he felt dizzy, obviously unable to find his long-lost tie clip from the sea of clothes. He barely stuffed everything back into his closet, which he never touched again.

In the following years, Fang Yun really added another wardrobe, and would complain when he slept at night: At that time, a cloakroom should be designed when the house was renovated, so that there would be no place to put things now. People now have cloakrooms at home.

Yan Hao looked at the computer and said coldly: Buy less, it's not enough.

Over the years of marriage, all of Yan Hao's own clothes occupy a total of one-third of this wardrobe in the bedroom.

In addition, there are more and more electrical appliances in the home, and there is no doubt that all kinds of fashionable new electrical equipment will soon appear in a corner of the house.

Today, the whole home has a kitchen, a bakery, a barbecue house, and a restaurant. Maybe this feature is still expanding. This aspect of a woman's thinking can simply be amazing. She would organize her home into various imaginary structures, and greedily wanted all the things she dreamed of in life to be crammed into this home.

Men usually like to live a simple life, while women like to interpret life as extremely complicated.

What Yan Hao doesn't understand is that he makes so much trouble every day just to get some food. And these are not the basic three meals a day, extending the fourth and fifth meals.

In addition, Yan Hao could only watch Fang Yun take his daughter and mother-in-law to play everywhere and squander to his heart's content. And what made him unbearable was that she had to worry about how much money he gave his parents when he went home every year for the Chinese New Year.

And he doesn't know what the value of the work he has worked so hard every month is?

Once his colleague unexpectedly knew that Yan Hao's salary card was actually from his wife, so he expressed surprise without ridicule: Who will hand in the salary card now? Isn't it just to give her some living expenses every month?

A casual sentence among colleagues immediately stabbed Yan Hao and immediately woke him up.