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Chapter 317 From others to oneself, their own reflections and difficulties (2)

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    At this moment, Zhao Hong certainly didn't see the slightly bitter smile that appeared on Qin Wafan's face and then quickly withdrew.  She too was lost in her own thoughts.

    She couldn't forget that when she was not married, she looked forward to the beauty of being in love with the person she loves for a lifetime.

    Just like most young and youthful women, which one is not looking forward to the happiness of holding your son's hand and growing old together?

    She also couldn't forget the feeling when she saw Qin Wafan for the first time: Although she was still bookish, she was more confident and high-spirited.  In the smile that appeared casually on his face, there was a generous atmosphere.  She couldn't help falling in love with him at first sight, and she was sure that this was the person she wanted to hold hands with for the rest of her life.

    The subsequent several meetings have all verified that her first impression of him is accurate: high-spirited but not lacking in warmth and generosity.

    But after she got married, she discovered that life is real, and no matter how much poetry and picturesque, you can have it, but you need enough money and leisure to have extra energy.

    She also knew that in the small town of Qinfang, the husband she had chosen was more than enough, moreover, more than a lot of people, but she still couldn't control her petty temper from time to time to have a little outburst.  Of course, at that time, they were still living with their father-in-law and mother-in-law, and when her small universe exploded, she could only be locked in a room with two people.  Because of this, she exploded even more.

    She was spoiled and spoiled by her mother since she was a child, but after she got married, she lived with her parents-in-law and had to take care of the feelings of the two old people. She knew that this was a matter of course, but she still felt from her heart that whether it was behavior  Habits are still daily words and deeds, not free and easy.  She doesn't mind serving the elderly, but she doesn't want to live together every day.  But under the circumstances at that time, she couldn't express her thoughts to Qin Wafan clearly, so she had to turn it into an unknown fire and send it to him.

    Later, they finally had their own house and their own small space, but they also had two children. She also lost her job because of her second child and became a housewife.  The gap in her heart can be imagined, especially, the life at home is even tighter. After the living expenses of the two boys are tight, plus the mortgage and down payment, there is nothing left.  Find someone to borrow.  So the quarrels became more frequent.

    For a little daily matter, or for his late return, they can quarrel upside down.  When the child is in front of him, he has a cold war for several days.  Probably, he also thinks that home is not home, because it is not warm enough, but why doesn't she think that this life is a mess?

    The housework at home, the upbringing of the two sons, she is alone in the daytime, which is much more difficult than teaching in No. 1 Middle School.  She didn't dare to look in the mirror, for fear that the wrinkles around her eyes would become more obvious and more.  She is not yet thirty, is she going to live as a complete middle-aged person?

    For this reason, she blamed in her heart, who might she blame?  In front of the children, she had to try her best to restrain her temper and be a patient and gentle mother, otherwise, wouldn't she let the children down when they came to be their sons?

    Therefore, the resentment in her heart could not be vented, so she had to lend it to him again, and vented it with various daily chores. Sometimes, even at night, when he came back to wash the rice, he dropped a few grains of rice on the cabinet.  , she could send a big grumble at him.  She also didn't know if he had to treat her as transparent when he was sitting at that table eating with her, so that he could eat with flavor.

    In fact, many times, when she calms down, she also knows that people turn big things into small things.  However, she was also helpless, and she knew she shouldn't, but she couldn't control it, as if there was a fire in her heart, and if she didn't let it out, her chest would explode.

    In such a small quarrel for three days and a big quarrel for five days, maybe, like her at that time, he began to consider whether the other party is suitable for living together?

    When she finally blurted out the word "divorce" that had been buried in her heart for a long time in a quarrel, she actually felt a sense of relief after an explosion in her heart, and she finally didn't have to suppress it, and finally said whatever she wanted.

    She didn't want to show her comfort at the time, so she continued to lock herself into the room quickly with a furious expression.

    She also seemed to recall that when she blurted out the word divorce, there was a sense of relief on his face.  Could it be that he really wanted to divorce her?

    She clearly remembered that when she was alone in the room, she began to reminisce about the look on his face she had observed.  If it was a divorce, it had to be her who proposed it, and he was holding her back desperately.  Looking at it now, could it be that he wished that she would say this, and even wished that she would take it seriously so that he could follow her wishes?  Could it be that he was fascinated by some vixen?

      At that time, she began to think wildly again, recalling his past situation over and over again in her mind, and stroked it bit by bit:

    He usually doesn't like to socialize too much, except for treating his four little assistants to dinner after working overtime, or finding Bai Yu to drink lemonade, and going to the Qin's restaurant to meet the appointment of Qin Fatty's boss, the rest of the time  It's all at home.  Except for Zhang Lan, who worked with him at work, and Zhang Ming before, he hadn't seen him have too many contacts with other women.

    She has also observed that whenever the two of them go out, he almost doesn't look sideways at those beauties, as if they are transparent.

    The married life of the two is quite normal. Although they have a second child, they don't sleep in separate beds like other families.  It's just his snoring, which often wakes her up after finally falling asleep.  But she knew that he was too tired from work on weekdays, and in order to avoid the hidden effects of sleeping in separate beds, she endured it by herself and tried her best to get used to it.

    So, could it be Zhang Lan and Zhang Ming?  It's not like, she can log in to see his mailbox at any time, except for his and Zhang Lan Zhangming's work emails or holiday greetings, there is nothing else, and the tone is polite and thoughtful.

    Moreover, he specially brought Zhang Lan back to have dinner with him, just to reassure her, she understands.

    As for Zhang Ming, it is even more impossible. At the beginning, the woman came to Qinfang to run after other men. She turned around and returned to Guangzhou less than two days after she had a falling out with him. She should not be so quick to her husband.  She did it on her own initiative, and her husband, she also understood that even if she liked it, she wouldn't like a woman who ruined other people's families. Otherwise, the 50,000 yuan would not be refunded in detail in the end.

    Who else could there be?  Unknowingly, she fell into endless worries and troubles, and began to speculate again.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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