🦋 “My wife will probably never know... that long before she ever knew me, my heart already belonged solely to her.” 💗💗 🍏 The secrets of my youth were like a tart green apple—sour with a subtle hint of sweetness, hanging quietly from the branch of time, known to no one... “Back in high school, I was like an isolated island. I didn't like talking, wasn't good at socializing, and being on my own had become a habit. Until that day in the hallway when I saw you running past with a smile, your ponytail tracing an arc in the sunlight—my world suddenly stopped for a second. From then on, walking past your classroom door became my most covert ritual. On the surface, I walked by calmly, but from the corner of my eye, I traced your silhouette ten thousand times. When you were happy, it felt like sunlight poured into my heart; when you frowned, I couldn't even bring myself to write another word in my notebook. But I was a coward who didn't even dare to say hello. On graduation day, watching you take photos with others, that ‘I like you’ rolled around on my tongue a thousand times, only to end in silence along with our youth. Ten years. I grew into an even quieter adult. When I accepted the arranged marriage, I thought that was all my life would ever be. But when my father spoke your name, I could barely hold the pen in my hand. Ten years whizzed past, and that boy who used to secretly watch you in the classroom suddenly woke up inside me. Others said you married me for money, but I secretly counted my blessings. If you want money, I'll give it to you; if you want security, I'll give it to you. As long as you can be by my side, any reason is fine with me. Just being able to watch you eat the breakfast I made every day, seeing you asleep on the sofa—it makes me feel like fate has treated me more than kindly. You don't have to rush to love me, you don't have to feel troubled, and you don't have to feel guilty. What I've always wanted was never your reciprocation, but the right to treat you well in broad daylight. This lonely boat that drifted for far too long has finally found a shore where it wants to anchor—and you are my home. I love my wife very much. As long as you are there, that is enough...” Image source: 🍠🍠神經攝控🌹🌹🌹
I love my wife very much. As long as she is there, that is enough.