Sometimes happiness only needs one step.

That year, she was just 25 years old, fresh and tender youth set off, like a white lotus blooming in the water. The only deficiency is that he is too short and only a little over 1.5 meters in high heels, but he is arrogant and insists on marrying someone with good conditions. I met him on a blind date. He was 1.8 meters tall, tall and straight, and she fell in love with her at first sight. Sitting across a table, but with his head down, he dared not look at him. He repeatedly stroked the corner of his clothes with two hands, his heart seemed to be carrying a waiter, and his heart beat like a drum.

The two fell in love, and the days were like mixing oil in honey, wanting to stick together 24 hours a day. The two men went shopping hand in hand, and the man downstairs was blind. Once he saw him and asked, "send the children to school?" He answered calmly, but pulled her so far away that he couldn't help laughing.

He didn't have a big house, and she married him willingly. When the wedding photo was taken, the two stood together, and she was not as good as his shoulder. She was a little embarrassed, he smiled, did not say that she was short, but laughed at herself whether she was too tall? The photographer took them to the background with steps and pointed to him and said, "take a step down." He went down a step, and she looped his waist from behind, leaned her head on his shoulder, and whispered in his ear, "you see, when you go down, our hearts are at the same height."

The days after marriage are like the tide of the sea, their busy work, endless housework, children's baby bottles and diapers, countless chores, surging waves after waves, making people unprepared. Gradually there are contradictions and quarrels, crying and entanglement.

In her first quarrel, she slammed the door and went outside only to find that she had nowhere to go. I had to turn back and hide at the top of the stairs. I listened to him run down in a panic. By the sound, I could tell that he had jumped two steps at a time. On the last step, he missed, bumping into the railing and screaming. She looked at his embarrassment, finally could not help it, covered her mouth and ran out of the staircase with a smile. She reached out to pull him, but he pulled her hard and fell into his arms. He pinched her nose and said, "fight again, remember not to go far, just hide at the top of the stairs and wait for me to find you." She was held by him to go home, thinking, how nice, even the quarrel is so interesting.

The second quarrel was in the street, in order to buy something, one insisted on buying something and the other insisted on not buying it. She was annoyed when he argued with her, and he threw his hand and left. After walking a few steps, he hid in a supermarket and watched him from the window. Thought he'd come after him, but he didn't. After staying where he was for a few minutes, he left as if nothing had happened. Angry and hated, she went home with anger, pushed the door open, and he watched TV on his legs on the coffee table. When he saw her coming back, he still greeted her calmly: he is back, waiting for you to have dinner together. He took her by the waist and went to the restaurant and uncovered the plates one by one. She liked to eat all the dishes on the table. While smacking the braised chicken wings full of oil, she asked him angrily: why didn't you chase me and come back by yourself? He said, "you don't have the key to your house. I'm afraid you won't be able to get in the door if you come back first. I'm afraid you'll come back hungry, so I've cooked first. I've already gone down two steps. I don't know if I can stand with the eldest lady." She giggled and all her unhappiness went away.

This kind of noise happened again and again, and finally there was the fiercest one. He didn't come back from playing cards all night, and the child had a high fever. Call him and turn off his phone. She took the child to the hospital alone, and as soon as he came in the next morning, she broke out with a stomach full of fire.

This time he left. He said he was tired because he was quarrelling around. I packed up my things and moved to the dormitory of my unit. Leaving her alone, facing the cold and messy home, her heart is as cold as water. Thinking that he used to comfort every quarrel and take the initiative to go down the steps to make peace with her, now that he was finally tired, the love had come to an end, and he was no longer willing to try to find the steps.

That night, she couldn't sleep and opened her photo album in boredom. On the first page was their wedding photo. Her head leaned intimately against his shoulder, her smiling faces blooming like flowers. It can't be seen from the picture that she is much shorter than him, but she knows that there is still a step between them. Holding the picture, it suddenly occurred to her that he had taken the initiative to go down the steps in every quarrel, but she had never taken the initiative to go up to the next step. Why? Can he indulge his capriciousness with his tolerance? Marriage is for two people, and he is always going down the steps alone. Of course, the distance is getting farther and farther away, and the heart will be farther and farther away. As a matter of fact, if she goes up a step, she can be as tall as him.

She finally dialed his phone, which only rang and he answered. It turned out that he had been waiting for her to go up this step. Happiness sometimes requires only one step, whether he comes down or you go up, as long as the hearts of two people vibrate harmoniously at the same height, that is happiness.