Now I finally understand why marriage is a tomb, the people on the outside want to go in, and the people on the inside want to come out.

Choosing the right half is happiness, and choosing the wrong half is tragedy. Marriage is indeed not as good as falling in love, and I have gradually understood that the initial blind and unrealistic attachment may be the biggest help to cause tragedy in the end, and I will fall deeper and deeper, unable to extricate myself.

The relationship with Ling'er is actually when many people ask

"When to get married",

"Decided no",

"It's not decided" when these words, I don't know how to answer, it seems that now in my own heart there is no answer, I don't know if I will hold hands with her to the end, get along until now, only to find that she sometimes speaks really does not take into account my feelings, sometimes even very hurtful words are spit out, again and again, so that I also look down on a lot, the initial resoluteness has become now hesitant, has always wanted to change, but nothing can change, these days repeatedly thought, or a person is good, a person's world, One man's life, one man's freedom...... The relationship I want is very simple, I don't need a promise like in the TV series, I just need two people, a person who can be trusted, a person who is willing to understand, a person's life, there is not much needed, a person who understands you, no matter whether you are rich or poor, beautiful or ugly, you will never give up.

A life is not long, I really don't want to cherish it into a pity, it is a kind of fate to meet, not all encounters can be waited for the most beautiful scenery, not all people can be treated with their hearts and lungs, treat fate well, respect feelings, and exchange hearts for hearts in order forever.

I really hope that Ling'er can see these words and understand them. How comfortable it is when you are dependent, how painful it will be when you lose, it turns out that there is a deep feeling, some things, you can only accept it when it happens, some people, you can only let go when you lose, some roads, you have no choice to turn back, we try to grow up, stumble all the way and then get hurt all over the body, maybe this is the price of growth.

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