Boyfriends and girlfriends in this world, or couples, have different depths of feelings and different experiences, but those who finally achieve positive results must have experienced twists and turns and tests. Unlike Mr. Ahn, everything that happened between us was too natural (well, although the process was also a bit tortuous) to talk about the emotional basis, it didn't make much sense. Ask the length of time, during the full twenty-one years, which identity is longer than the time as a lover.

Mr. An and I have not said many things that each other likes to hear, and on the premise that the mountain alliance and the sea oath and the flower before and under the moon are omitted, even the most common "I love you" between lovers is only said once on the wedding day, in front of the dear God Jesus. From lovers to legal husband and wife, Mr. An will only say that the fate between us is what he asked for again and again, so I have to be kind to him at all times.

In my opinion, Mr. An has always been a person who is pure white on the outside and colorful on the inside. He often won't say it when he has bitterness in his heart, he was bullied by me when he was a child, he was sad and wronged, and he never told others about it. Occasionally, he had a cold war with me, and he often sulked on himself, and he never let out at me, so I often didn't know what he was angry with me.

Sometimes he is very aggrieved, saying that he has lost his anger and is ready to forgive me, and I don't know when he was angry with me. And I just want to say, I'm also very wronged, I don't even know when you got angry.

But now he's not the same as before, and he's darker. Now if we quarrel a little more fiercely, Mr. An will not have a cold war with me, as soon as I talk about the separation of the year, I will immediately disarm and surrender, and after several times, I can't quarrel, only Mr. An is now suppressing me everywhere.

In the eyes of my friend's friend, Mr. An is a glorious image of a good family man, because Mr. An does not smoke, does not drink heavily, does not go out to fool around, and puts his wife first in everything except before work. And I am the kind of woman with a fickle temper, a stubborn personality, and a little rebellious, but I am stubbornly managed by Mr. An as a husband.

This has been evident since we got married.

There was no sense of ceremony when Mr. An and I decided to get married, and we were not ready to propose, but one day Mr. An was working at home, and I was also at home, and he buried his head in a bunch of design drawings and asked me, should we get married? I was watching the movie "Roman Holiday" and when I heard it, I replied, "Okay!"

That's how we decided to get married.

In hindsight, I felt that it was inappropriate to decide our marriage so hastily. I went to reason with Mr. An, hoping to give each other more time to think about marriage, and what if we found out that we were not suitable halfway. Mr. An's view is completely different from mine, he believes that marriage is a matter of pure luck, and everyone thinks about it so clearly, the marriage will not be concluded.

In a word, it is difficult to chase the horse, Mr. An is more principled, and he also requires the people around him to talk about principles, if I regret it halfway, in his eyes, I will do something that is not tolerated. In order to maintain my image with Mr. An, I must not do such a thing, so we just "cut through the mess" like this.

It's just that what I didn't expect was that Mr. An's action was so strong, as soon as I agreed to get married, he immediately put down his work and called his friend to tell him that we were going to get married. In response to Mr. Ahn's speed, I also quickly informed my friends and my mother.

I called my mother to tell her the good news, as if she was still on holiday in Mauritius at that time and she was not surprised at all to hear the news that I was going to get married, just excited and excited. But she was excited and excited not because I was getting married, but because she was preparing for her first dive in the middle of the ocean.

"You know, I was surprised to hear you talk about your marriage, and it didn't surprise me to say that you were going to publish a book soon?"

"Why?"

"If the other party is Xiao An, I don't think it's unusual for you two to say that you want to marry him the day you meet in the UK."

"Why do you think so?"

Mother didn't say anything. She only said dear, happiness in the future is what you send for the rest of your life, and your happiness is the most important thing.

My mother is so open-minded and powerful, I can't thank you.

I called my best friend Jennifer in the UK for those years. She was surprised to know that the news of my marriage was not as indifferent as her mother's.

"Oh my God, I really didn't expect that."

She kept saying 'my God, my god', as if even God didn't expect me to make such a decision.

"Who is it?"

"Honey, do you think I'm someone who can do such crazy things as flash marriages?"

"No, dear, I don't think so. Did your Xiaoan hang himself and force you? ”

I looked at Mr. An, who was also on the phone standing on the balcony, and he knew I was there, and his eyes were gentle.

Jennifer said, "A

YWAY, dear, I want to congratulate you. ”

She sent me a bunch of memes and said, "You see, I've been moved to tears. ”

Speaking of Jennifer, I can't help but think back to the time when we were in college, when I patted my chest and told her that I would definitely get married later than her. She had already been in several relationships at that time and had a boyfriend who had a good relationship, and I had little emotional experience, and I don't know how many years it would be before I had a stable relationship. Unexpectedly, I was the first to get married in our class.

Mr. Ann and I were like someone playing against whom, and we informed all our friends in one afternoon.

Putting down the phone, the two of us leaned on the sofa and looked at the two mobile phones side by side on the coffee table in a daze, and seemed to be blank.

"Anyone else?" Mr. An asked.

"I don't seem to have anyone on my side, what about you?"

Mr. An shook his head slowly: "There seems to be no one on my side." ”

We were both very keen to take a moment to calm each other's minds, so we both decided not to bother with the two phones, and not to answer anyone who called us to ask how we were doing. Mr. Ann decided that he was going to make dinner, and I decided to go back to my room to read, and we both left our phones in the living room and forgot about it for a while.

After dinner, Mr. An watched TV dramas in the living room, he had learned some bad habits from staying with me these days, and he liked to lie on the floor and watch TV when he watched TV. I brought him a few soft pillows and a thin blanket, and Mr. An folded his hands and feet under him, and he felt comfortable lying on his stomach after working for a while.

He gave me a place too, but I didn't lie down as usual. I don't know why I suddenly felt the urge to cry, it wasn't sudden, in fact there were several times when we were having dinner together and I almost couldn't hold back.

This feeling of sore eyes and swelling of the heart and mouth really frightened me, and I was afraid of frightening Mr. An.

I can't determine what kind of emotion this is with a single emotion, and I can't help but want to vent my heartbreak, the ecstasy of losing and regaining, the grievances of waiting, longing and disappointment over and over again, and the overwhelm and anticipation for the future. I don't know if it's hypocrisy, or if it's the well-known "premarital anxiety disorder" from other people's mouths, but all these emotions happened to me and Mr. An's hasty decision, like a storm coming unexpectedly, stirring up the originally peaceful mood and mixing the original peaceful mood.

Mr. An and I have been able to get to this day, during which the twists and turns have only been experienced by the parties themselves, and the word empathy can only be used to express comfort, and it is too difficult to teach people to be "immersive".

Mr. Ann didn't know when he was standing behind me.

The light in the living room through the window was still faint, and the TV series he liked to watch was still playing, but the voice was much lower, and I didn't hear his footsteps, and I didn't know if he had noticed it, and my mood was a little wrong.

"What are you thinking? Then get into the gods. "He hugged me from behind.

I wiped my cheeks and told him it was nothing, nothing was on my mind.

"Are you going to marry me, you're not happy?"

I turned to look at him and exclaimed, "Of course not." ”

"Then why don't you look happy?" When he saw me in such a hurry to deny it and had nothing to quibble, he thought it was funny and kept smiling.

My grievances were even greater, perhaps because he was standing in front of him, and our reaction was immediate. This comparison strikes me as unfair.

When we are together, I show all my emotions, and he is much deeper and more introverted than me, and he will not be like me who is sometimes happy and inexplicable, and sometimes collapsed and embarrassed in an instant.

Since I really couldn't refuse, and I could even say that I actively cooperated, Mr. An prepared for the wedding naturally. Mr. An and I don't like to be high-profile, the wedding should be simple and warm, invite friends I know and relatives who love each other. So we didn't hire a wedding company, and Mr. An and our friends were responsible for all the wedding planning, and the venue was chosen to be a place that Mr. An and I both liked to find meaningful.

My ideal wedding destination was Tahiti, where I had been there by chance during a previous shoot, and I had seen the face of Mr. Ann under the blue stars in the cleanest and most peaceful hills there. When I came back, I called the festival "the closest place to reunite", and Mr. An happened to be there at that time.

The nameless hill in Tahiti, for me is the hand of God arranged for him to meet me, I have also told Mr. Ann what that place means to me, but Mr. Ann's ideal wedding mecca is the maple grove of Quebec City, but Mr. Ann does not say, he stubbornly likes it, and no one can change his decision.

We had a dispute over the wedding venue, and in the end my friend and his friend couldn't bear it anymore and forced us to give an affirmative answer.

"Listen to whom?" They asked us.

Mr. An glanced at me, and I also looked at Mr. An.

I said, "Listen to him." ”

"Have you chosen the wedding march?" They asked us again.

I looked at Mr. Ahn, and Mr. A. looked at me.

I said, "Listen to him." ”

"Guest list?"

"Listen to him."

At that time, the sun shines through the windowsill, through the vanilla roses, and falls on the skin of the eyes. I look at Mr. An next to me, he has light on him, his expression is firm, and it makes people yearn for it.

I don't know, how can you like someone so much, he says that if he likes you, he will be happy, and he said that if you get married, you dare to promise your life.