When I walked into the house, I also walked into reality again, leaving the little girl and her damn first love behind my head. Looking at the empty home, I knew that this was my real life, a real life that I could not and could not escape. Perhaps life really needed to be taken care of by myself, and someone who could prepare slippers and warm up my meal when I went home.

"Oh, I'm a good financial director, what kind of learning should I stay? I'm just suffering." Every time I enter the door, I always complain about Qianhui. As the financial director of Charoen Pokphand Group, my wife is more than above me in terms of income and social status. Whenever I think of this, I feel a little unhappy, although I'm not a chauvinist.

I sat on the sofa powerlessly, lit a cigarette, pulled a can of beer, and turned on the TV. The advertisements of each channel were dazzled, and I changed them again and again, and finally cursed and gave up. I often felt that life was boring. I wore a mask every day, and ran around the city, and welcoming and seeing off. It seemed to be easy, but in fact it was a habit that I would never learn. The glitz of the world was already locked up behind me, but no one had a choice.

"What a fuck!" I cursed and sipped the beer. The ringtone next to me rang. It was a European cross-border phone call. My wife, I lazily grabbed it.

"Wife, is the Mediterranean sunshine good?" I greeted him in a relaxed and respectful tone as always.

"Haha, this sentence is another, can't you start with another sentence?"

"Your husband is stupid and can't think of it. Why don't you teach me one?"

"If I had known you were stupid, fortunately you had the ability to know yourself." Qianhui angrily said to me.

"What, I think I'm sorry? Want to change one?"

"Come on, I'm talking nonsense again." Qianhui said this, "Cheng Dong, tell you good news."

"What good news?" I stood up.

"I'm going to travel to Italy with my friends in a few days!"

"Traveling to Italy, haha, that's fine." It turned out that this was the case, so I leaned back to the sofa.

Qianhui paused and asked, "Cheng Dong, can't you ask who I am on a trip with? Is it a man or a woman?" I smiled and said, "Why should I ask? As for it!"

"Do you have me in your heart? Are you not jealous? Just so relieved, not afraid that the foreigners and I will run away?" Qianhui was still serious. I said impatiently: "Isn't that because I trust you? An old couple, what else can I eat? Look at you, like a child."

"What an old couple, hate it!"

"Okay, OK, I'm jealous, I'm so jealous, okay? Let's contact me again. I'm a little tired and want to go to bed early. Just like this today, and I'll chat about another day." I'm going to hang up the phone.

"I'll spare you today and go to bed." Qianhui was still a little impressed, "Be careful when driving!"

"knew."

When I hung up the phone, I sighed unconsciously. There was no desire or passion. It seemed like a routine matter to make a phone call. I couldn't figure it out. Qianhui, a financial director, had a good life, but I had to go to Europe to get a deputy general manager of the branch, saying that he could further study, but this reason... Anyway, Qianhui always wanted to be strong, and I respect her.

It has been a year since Qianhui left, and I haven’t called a phone call on my own initiative, but she called back. I even often forgot to think about her. I don’t know if my heart is too old and my longing is far away from me.

Facing a home with only one person, I feel a little sorry for Qianhui. This home is almost Qianhui’s own property, from houses to furniture. My property is only a few old books except for the newly bought car. I remember the first time I saw this house, my eyes almost fell out. This house, which was about 100 square meters, was at least 300,000 yuan at that time. Qianhui was two years younger than me and worked for three years. At that time, he was the deputy director of finance and had just worked for a year. Thinking about the little pitiful savings that I saved food and reduced my life, I felt very moved. Why is the gap between being a human being so big when I work?

Our relationship develops smoothly, basically rising straightly, without big peaks and troughs. The whole process is mostly driven by thousands of wisdom, both teachers and friends. Although I am older, she takes care of me and guides me like a sister. Therefore, our rationality in love is greater than passion, and lacks natural factors, which is a small regret.

From holding hands to hugging, to kissing and caressing, we had a relationship a month later. After a year, I moved from the company dormitory to her apartment. Our love model is no different from many people. The additional benefit is that I don’t have to save money deliberately, and my salary can be freely controlled. According to Qianhui, we have a ready-made house, but there is nothing to lack, and her daily life cost is more than enough. However, out of habits and responsibilities, in addition to sending some money to my parents and younger sisters on time, I still kept 210,000 or 20,000 yuan in the past few years, and it was basically spent on buying a car last month.

In love for one year, living together for two years, and separation for another year after marriage and Qianhui's departure for five years, Qianhui and I have developed smoothly and regularly. But a life that is too smooth and regular will make people numb. The years of calm and respectful people often make people like puppets.

Confusion is the thought deep in the heart, and everyone must agree with the orbital lifestyle. Although Qianhui is two years younger than me, and has a higher income and social status than me, she is a truly good wife. I am taken care of in every detail and do not stretch out a single finger for the simplest housework. Compared with most people who have been struggling for many years, but have never been able to jump out of the muddy life, I am happy and lucky, and I can only accept and care for it silently.
Chapter completed!