The marriage of a middle-aged woman is always a secret circle of discourse, and we can't get through it. Love, why give yourself an excuse. If you don't love anymore, you have to give yourself an excuse to continue pretending to love. How sad, even a little sad. The heroine in the story, while being deceived by the lies of love, is still confused about her joys and sorrows, of course, to her close friend. This boudoir close friend, and the disguise is so good. The grace of his posture and the torture of his soul seemed to burst out of his chest at the last moment. In fact, it is not one person who is injured, but countless people. Parents, sisters, girlfriends, and the one across from him who had sworn to take care of each other for the rest of their lives. Love is a metaphor for countless secret flowers. When it blooms, it is beautiful, but when it declines, who cares too much?
Women always like to give their marriage a lot of tricks to get through before the age of confusion. These contents are completely in line with the trick of self-deception. However, these content rhetoric are the views of outsiders. Once a marriage becomes fragile, it is very likely that women will be defeated. The one who tried to love her husband and her family with all her love. However, when one day, this whole-hearted love was broken by the fact that a pair of eyes merged, all the blood became boiling, and the whole person seemed to be fragmented.
Love is a metaphor for countless secret flowers. Can these budding flower buds be buried at the end of marriage without being discovered? Maybe not, escaping can't solve any problem, who would want to have escapism in marriage, rather than face it? Especially a man who has made a mistake and is still arrogant, her husband.
After that, it was the tears, the confusion, the panic we saw...
Open that window and all the flowers will wither, and after that, new hope and new buds.
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