Post Date December, 03 2023
First year of marriage
We are sweet and affectionate, like glue. Seeing other couples fighting and arguing and throwing things, we can still survive. It's incredible, and we feel that those noisy days are far away from us.
Third year of marriage
We started arguing. During the argument, I broke a delicate and expensive clock, cried for 40 minutes, and then picked up my bag and went back to my mother's house. Thinking, divorce! I will never continue living with someone who quarrels with me. Every day after work, he runs
Pick me up at work, take the initiative to admit my mistake and let me go home with him. I ignored him with a cold face and didn't go home with him. Until half a month later, he bought a large bouquet of flowers to pick me up and took the initiative to accompany me to the supermarket. I counted his charges as 10 points
Zhong, add a warning at the end: I will never forgive you if you do this again in the future. He remained silent and expressed agreement.
Seventh year of marriage
During the quarrel, I broke a pot of small chlorophytum comosum I had cultivated, cried for 20 minutes, and then took the children downstairs for a day's stroll. After returning home, I saw him sitting on the sofa watching TV as if nothing had happened, and the living room was still in a mess. Chlorophytum comosum
Fragments of broken leaves and flower pots scattered all over the ground. I took the initiative to clean it up. He made dinner and sat down to eat on his own. I filled a bowl of rice myself and sat across from him, arguing with him about who was right and who was wrong, but he was noncommittal.
10th year of marriage
During the argument, I threw a cushion off the sofa and cried for 10 minutes before rushing from the living room to the bedroom. No one cooked dinner. He stood on the balcony smoking. I took the initiative to come out of the bedroom, picked up the cushion, and had a meal with myself
The child's favorite dinner, after finishing, goes to bed. He went to a restaurant outside for dinner, and when he came back, I took the initiative to talk to him and reason with him. He spoke fiercely and said, 'I'm not wrong!'!
12th year of marriage
I didn't throw anything during the argument. I only cried for five minutes and stayed in the living room for a change of posture. He stayed at a friend's house and didn't return for a few days. I asked the child first, and then I called him myself to plead with him to go home. Proactively cook a dinner he loves, serve him a meal, tell him I was wrong, be willing to correct, and ask him if he can forgive me. He remained silent.
Seventeenth year of marriage
I didn't cry during the argument. And I argued in the morning, but in the afternoon, I admitted my mistake and took the initiative to accompany him to watch the ball game. He counted my crimes for ten minutes and finally added a warning: 'If you do this again in the future, I will never forgive you!'! I remained silent, expressing agreement.
