I’ve heard that scientists believe that love is just a chemical reaction, that it’s the hormones in the body that make a man and a woman fall in love, and that passion doesn’t last more than 18 months.
However, I have been with this person for four years, but I have never stopped loving him, no matter how he ignored me cold I abandoned me, I always can not put him down.
I thought, my life is his.
I have known him for four years now.
We first met at a friend’s birthday party.
In fact, his appearance is not special to me, but when we talk, we have so much in common.
We all JUST came back from Lijiang at that time, bought a pair of leather gloves of the same style in the same shop unexpectedly.
It was a barbecue that day, and he kept making me things to eat, and I found that if I looked at something, he could feel it immediately, and immediately put it in my hand.
At the end of the two-hour party, we talked a lot and felt as if we had known each other for years.
The next day, no special holiday, I received perfume lilies and forget-me-nots, my favorite flowers, from his florist.
I’ve never told him what flowers I like. Does that mean I’m on the same wavelength?
Every time we meet there are words to say, every time we break up feel reluctant to part.
The fourth time we met, he proposed to me.
It didn’t surprise me, I thought it was natural, but I didn’t feel very dignified to say yes so easily.
I said, “How can we do that so soon?
Marriage is a lifelong thing. I’ll think about it slowly.”
Now, I regret not saying yes.
Because since then, he never asked me to marry, but I have been waiting for him to speak, but, four years, I have never had that chance!
I remember clearly that our first outing was to Hangzhou and every trip along the Su Causeway.
He asked me, “Do you notice something missing from the road?”
I said: “With you, I feel that there is nothing missing.”
That night, we lived in separate rooms.
I was a very traditional girl, and as much as I loved him, I found that I wasn’t ready to take the real step.
But on Valentine’s Day night, returning from a downtown bar, I couldn’t resist his entreaties.
It was my first time.
Can not say the physical feeling, but in the psychological, I think I am his people!
I remember him telling me that he would love me all his life, that he would never fail me.
I also feel that since then, I have become more and more attached to him. I feel that I can’t leave him forever.
We had our first fight because of his mother.
That day, he let me go to his home to play, he said there was no one at home, let me get familiar with the environment.
I heard that his mother was a teacher, and I imagined that their house would be neat and bookish.
Unexpectedly, the house is quite bookish, books everywhere.
But it was not tidy at all. There was a bowl of rice on the table that had not been cleared up after breakfast, magazines on the sofa, clothes and quilts on the bed.
I showed myself by suggesting that we clean up together.
I’m a dab hand at housework. It took me two hours to clean their room from top to bottom.
While I was sitting comfortably on the sofa enjoying the fruits of my labor, his mother came back.
Her mother is a very powerful person, she did not look at me, but let me have a strange panic.
She said coldly to him, “Who told you to come into my room and rummage about?”
Did she not see the new desk and bed, and the bright kitchen with the clean Windows?
Later, he told me that his mother had told me that they had no shortage of part-time workers, and that she thought my education was too low, and that she despised the girls where I came from, because they were difficult and had bad manners.
The industry I was so proud of was worthless in her eyes.
She said, you can’t do anything meaningful with that time?
At seven dollars an hour, they do it more cleanly than you do.
She went so far as to say that a girl who came to the house and made it her own was too calculating.
She reminded him that I was a girl with ulterior motives.
At the time, he told me this because he was acting on my behalf.
But I know, what kind of feelings can stand another person every day beside the instigation?
Gradually, I found that he also began to see me in a different light.
I’d be looking through real estate ads in the paper, and he’d tell me, “My mom said I could live at home if I got married. Don’t make your own decisions.”
I looked at a dress he did not like, I blame him no vision, he immediately said: “your kind of place aesthetic, ha ha…”
A place like ours?
We used to make such a good couple. Why am I one of you guys now?
With all my patience and love, I tried to impress her mother, but there were times when I couldn’t stand it.
We had three meals together, and every time she gave me a dirty look.
Once, she suddenly polite to me a bit, said he was too love to surf the Internet, let me “tube tube him”, I said: “have you in, with less than I tube.”
My intention was to show her respect, but she understood that she wanted me to step aside before she was married.
Just by saying that, she thought I was up to something.
Day!
Since I was a child, I had never heard such a report, and it really shocked me.
How I wish I was a clever girl, then I would not be so confused and so painful.
But I’m just a girl who wants to please her and win the love of her son.
