Chapter 333 Wife's Monologue 11

I am Yunjuan, Xu Lei's wife

Before I talk, I want to say that when faced with love, women are always blind because they are sleepy and love, but reality is cruel because men are sleepy and love.

Xu Lei and I have been married for four years. We have always had a good relationship in the first two years and have almost never had a fight.

He is a good man. He goes home on time after get off work every day. He tries to turn off any social engagements he can. Even if he is in social engagements, he rarely goes home drunk.

In this society, I feel very lucky to meet such a man.

But over the past year, I have gradually felt the changes, Lei’s changes in his attitude towards Sheng Kuo and his attitude towards me

He is not as passionate as before, and he is full of enthusiasm for everything. Even when facing me, he gradually becomes cold and unable to get interested

Talking to him is often more like me talking to myself alone. I said ten words, but he couldn't answer one.

I'm not the kind of woman who loves vain, it's enough. I understand very well that home needs both of us to bear it together. At first, I thought I was doing something wrong.

I was looking for the reason wildly, but I couldn't find it. I saw the book saying that it was seven years old, but we have only been married for more than two years.

I was a little distressed and helpless. Finally, when I was chatting with the good sisters in the company, I heard her say that if a man is like this, there are only two possibilities. If he or she has an affair or she has no sexual interest in me.

No matter which answer it is, it scares me. I began to carefully observe Lei's usual movements. After a while, I felt that he didn't feel like he had an affair. He still went home after get off work, usually went out less, and was at home on weekends.

I breathed a sigh of relief, but the second answer made me a little bitter. It is said that men change their bodhisattack. Is he tired of me so quickly? Actually, I have always paid great attention to maintenance. But since then, I am more careful. I spend some time every day to dress myself up beautifully and take care of myself regularly, hoping to keep it beautiful and attract his attention again.

Hope was shattered. No matter how hard I tried or how I changed, he seemed to have not seen it. I didn't know whether he turned a blind eye or didn't notice that all my efforts had turned into bubbles. His indifference made me feel powerless

Actually, I can feel that he is also very distressed. I hope to help him and help him get out of the predicament together. This kind of life lasted for three months. The change was ineffective and the efforts were no progress.

I gradually lost confidence and patience, and began to become impatient. Everything in life seemed to be dislocated. First, the friction increased, and a little bit of things could cause a cold war. Then, the bed was not harmonious. He dealt with me, and I perfunctorily dealt with him.

I don't want to do this, but we are like being trapped in two solid cages. No matter how hard we try, we can't escape.

Such days are painful, and I can feel them all torment for us. I also know that if we don’t find a way to break through this cage, we will sooner or later be crushed and eventually parted.

He doesn't want it, and I don't want it. Even if we have a lot of friction in our sects, no matter how we quarrel, we have never said the sentence to separate. Maybe we want to keep the last bottom line, or maybe we all know that we are already on the edge of the cliff. If this sentence is said from the other person, it will never be able to be restored.

I don't know how long it will last, but we are all strong and persistent. In front of outsiders, we are sweet every day, and happiness is the pain in our hearts. Only we can understand the pain in ourselves.

After a difficult year, I was in pain and a little desperate. I felt that one of our feet had already stepped onto the cliff. Even the slightest collision would make us fall and fall to pieces.

I know he can't live without me, I can't live without her. I dare not think about what would become if we lost this, but our relationship cannot be restored to the past

I don't want to sit and wait for death, and want to make my last try. I'm doing my best. I'm my birthday. I decided to make everything clear in Yedi. Whether it's a fight or a quarrel, I have to let him give me a clear answer. A why, he never forgot my birthday before, but I still told him the day before yesterday that day that I permed my hair, changed into beautiful clothes, dressed up beautifully, worried that he had no time, so I prepared my birthday cake, and fryed a table of dishes he loved, waiting for him to come home and blow candles.

Six o'clock, seven o'clock, eight o'clock