She Is the Love I Have Never Had in My Arms

At two o'clock in the morning, I was awakened by the sound of my husband Zhou Shuchong. Seeing his frown, I couldn't help but ask him: "Why are you back? Did you quarrel with her?" He was silent for a moment and nodded. I stood up and comforted her softly: "The little girl is spoiled and has a little temper. I can buy her a bag or jewelry she likes tomorrow and she will be coaxed." He looked at me deeply and didn't say a word. I lay back on the bed and slept peacefully as usual. In the past four years, I have long ceased to be a hysterical, jealous wife looking for life and death. She has become his most sensible and close friend.