Shen Yanzhi is seven years older than me.
Everyone said that he was gentle and calm and the most perfect husband.
Only I know that he is a clean sheet of paper, wearing a decent and gentle mask, hiding a lot of paranoia that he dare not say.
I used to love teasing him, always wanting to wrinkle his coldness and give him my color.
But he is always silent, restrained, and never expresses his feelings.
Don't be jealous, don't hold back, don't talk.
My enthusiasm was exhausted by the indifference day after day. I was so disappointed that I decided to divorce.
Once I wake up from a dream.
I was locked in the room he had prepared early.
The golden shackles were clasped around his ankles, and he was the only contact in the world.
The flower of the high mountains shattered her mask, and cried with red eyes to beg her to stay.
He has low self-esteem, jealousy, and fear. He secretly installed surveillance cameras to spy on my daily life, and silently built this cage.
He learned to love me, learn to be honest, and learn to show possessiveness.
But I finally understood——
Gentleness is a mask, and paranoia is a deep bondage.
This marriage, from the very beginning, was his exclusive secret that he had kept for several years.
