I didn't love my husband for years.

I didn't love my husband, but I married him.

When I was young, I didn't love anyone, and I didn't want to fall in love with anyone. I just wanted to work hard and make a difference.

The father said, "Don't pick, he looks kind and kind. He looks like a real man." From then on, he and I are not so much in love as accomplishing the task.

In my relationship with him for nearly a year, our relationship is not as romantic and sweet as we imagined. All I have with him is boring and boring. I am a standard house girl, I occasionally agree to go out for a walk with him, more often, I would like to stay at home quietly reading and watching TV.

My husband is the kind of person who is very sunny and happy, but it is a pity that he has bad luck and met me as a cold and proud iceberg.

His family was poor and my parents told me not to spend his money indiscriminately. I am a typical good girl. I never gave him a penny in the year I dated him. Even in the hot summer, even if I walked with him with a dry mouth and a smoky throat, I could hold back in front of him. After he left and faded out of my sight, I would run to the freezer stand as fast as I could and buy my favorite iced soy milk. I could drink three bottles in a row.

Fate is really amazing. There are a lot of people chasing me before marriage, and most of them are in high spirits and fighting spirit when chasing me. When I learned that I had a handsome father, a beautiful mother, and two guardian brothers, they all backed down, thinking that my family would let me find a tall, handsome boy as my boyfriend, but my husband did not believe in evil and dared to challenge to the end.

My husband, who was very honest and seemingly "silly" at that time, was very tall in IQ and EQ. It was not too much to give him full marks. For him, my introverted personality was like a pediatrics. He could kill me in seconds at any time. He seized the opportunity to study in Changsha, the provincial capital, wrote nearly 40 love letters to me affectionately, made N phone calls to my class, and caused a sensation in the whole laboratory. Everyone knew that I had found a boyfriend, and everyone thought that I had such a deep relationship with him that he would not marry me.

What does the love letter say? I don't know, and I don't want to know. All the colleagues in the class were very curious. I received the letter but did not see me open it. Especially those unmarried female colleagues, they could not bear it after all. They opened the letter in front of me and took a peek at it. Their exaggerated screams made me, who was preoccupied with my work, ignore it and let them be happy.

My husband, who returned from studying in Changsha, the first thing he did was to come to my unit to see me. My indifference did not affect his good mood at all. On the contrary, his arrival caused a sensation in my class. Colleagues took advantage of the opportunity to cheer and ask him to behave well and invite everyone to supper in the evening. He enthusiastically agreed.

The midnight snack that night was his happiest time, and he was affirmed by all my colleagues in my class. My indifference, in his view, was an alternative shyness.

Everything settled, and I married him naturally.

After marriage, he is happy, he will sing the pop songs loudly every day, no matter how busy and tired he is at work, he will come home on time to accompany me, even if he goes out to socialize, he will cook dinner for me in advance.

After a year of marriage, God let me have the most precious gift in my life-Qier.

The arrival of Qier has made an earth-shaking change in my character. I am no longer cold and arrogant, no longer reserved and shy, I am self-taught to help Qier dress and change diapers, bathe her, give her shit and urine, cook and feed her, and cut her countless kinds of hair. Whether I hold her or watch her play, sleep with her, or think of her lovely appearance at work, I will be as excited as "chicken blood".

Qier, a child, is full of aura. She often dances and makes all kinds of funny expressions that make me laugh.

Qier is my pistachio and the source of my happiness. With Qier, I feel like I own the whole world. On a bright day, my mind warmed up and burned the letters and postcards written to me by all my good friends when I was in school. I watched a lot of paper ashes spinning in front of me. I thought my dream of a young girl went up in smoke with them at that time.

One day many years later, Jill found out the love letters that her husband once wrote to me. Looking at her fake vomiting expression, I knew that there were so many love letters. I don't know when my husband took the letters from me. If it hadn't been for this sprained foot, I still wouldn't have read them.

Through these yellowed letterheads, I saw my husband's mood at that time, with enthusiasm and disappointment repeated alternately. Looking at the pen and ink on the letter paper, what makes me think more is that if I had known that the old association was the one in my life, then the colorful and enjoyable things between me and him should not have been disappointed so unjustifiably.

Now, now, does he still love me? Am I still the noble and beautiful little princess in his mind?!

My husband chased me for a year, and I gave my whole life.

I am just a tiny grain of dust floating in the mortal world. Looking back on my life path, I see that like all the good wives in the world, I have already developed to cook for my husband every day. Even if there is a party, I will cook a big meal for him as he once prepared for me. There are no weekends in my life, and I don't have the habit of sleeping in. Whether it's windy or rainy, I will drive him to and from work on time. No matter how tired I am and how sleepy I am, I will wait for him and wait for him to come back safely every night. I will cut all kinds of fashionable hair for him and change ways to "wipe out" his white hair in the initial budding state.

Standing in the depths of the memory alley, I saw the sunny teenager holding the shy girl, running happily and laughing happily on the bluestone of my heart. I slowly opened my eyes and saw that my husband and I had become like this. It turns out that I love my husband deeply for many years.

(I would like to send this article to my husband who is about to have a birthday. I wish him a happy birthday and a healthy sunshine forever.)