Post Date December, 03 2023
"You said a word that moved me very much, and just for that word, I will love you even better for the rest of my life." The most moving sentence in love.
The day before yesterday, my husband went to Beijing and was too busy to contact me. I suddenly miss him tonight, but I'm sorry to disturb him. Just think about it here, hey hey.
Speaking of my husband, it makes me love and angry. Love him for his simplicity, frankness, and kindness. Anger at him for not being obedient, not good at expressing himself, and not making me happy.
In addition to saying some disgusting things when chasing me, after chasing me, especially after getting married, he almost never said anything to me that moved me. "I am a person who particularly enjoys communication and speaking, and I am willing to share any feelings I have in my heart with him as soon as possible.". I often ask him why he didn't speak well and listen to me. He always makes an excuse that he is stupid or that he can't speak well and listen more, otherwise it would be a lie. In fact, my husband is a person whose actions are greater than words. He always likes to love and care for me with his loving actions.
However, women like to listen well. Now I think about it. The words that moved me most and the only ones that moved me after marriage were really sweet. Unfortunately, I just said it once. It's precious.
The story begins last summer.
Last summer, I took wedding leave and went to Shandong with my husband for the first time. It was also my first time to visit my mother-in-law's house. My father-in-law, mother-in-law, husband's sister, and brother-in-law are all very happy, and I am also very happy.
"Because my husband works outside all year round and has few opportunities to go home, I took advantage of my marriage leave to spend time with my family at home, so we stayed in Shandong for nearly a month.".
One evening after dinner, my sister, brother-in-law, husband, and I went for a walk together. My husband and brother-in-law walked ahead, while my sister and I walked behind. During a chat, my sister asked me, "You don't often leave home, do you? Have you been homesick for such a long time this time?"
"I smiled and said cheerfully, 'No!'"
"My sister looked at me incredulously and asked, 'Really not? It's okay to think about it, it's normal. Hehe.'"
"I shook my head, smiled, and said, 'I really don't want to.' Immediately, I fixed my eyes on my husband's back and gently said, 'Where he is, home is where.'"
"My sister smiled, took my hand and said, 'You are happy.'"
At that time, I thought my husband and brother-in-law were chatting in front of me, but I didn't hear my sister's conversation, and I didn't care if he could hear me. Not until last winter did I know that, in fact, he had heard everything.
That day, we quarreled over a small matter, and I cried bitterly. Sad+aggrieved+angry, so I spoke out all the unsatisfied things I usually do, and also said that he doesn't care about my feelings, no longer speaks thoughtful words to me, doesn't communicate emotionally with me, and so on. Perhaps my words were a bit extreme, and my husband suddenly stopped speaking. After a moment of silence, he gently held me in his arms from behind me and slowly said to me, "Who says I don't care about your feelings? Who says I don't communicate emotionally with you? Do you know which sentence I like best from you?"
I shed tears and still said with grievance, "I don't know!"
He added, "You said a word that moved me very much, and just because of that word, I will love you even better for the rest of my life." My attention was diverted by him. Although there were still tears on my face, my heart began to ponder. Which words moved him?
"He looked at me as if I couldn't remember, so he smiled, hugged me tightly, and said, 'You said to your sister,' Where he is, where's home. 'Don't you remember?'"
"I nodded and asked in surprise, 'Did you hear us?'"
He said, "Yes, I heard it all, and I was very moved at that time. After returning home, I have been wondering, 'You're so excellent, I'm so ordinary, what's the good thing about me that makes you love me so wholeheartedly? What can I do to deserve your love? How can I deserve your love like this?'"
My tears welled up again, this time not because of sadness or grievance, but because I was moved.
My husband continued, "Am I really so charming? Your home is where I am. Wife, from now on, you are all of me, and I am all of you. The place where you have me is home!"
This time, I turned around and threw myself into my husband's arms to cry, crying so happily.
My husband no longer said anything more, but gently patted my shoulder, letting my tears fall in his arms
