Ps: My wife is a man
Yu Qing knows that his wife does not love him, and this marriage is like a joke, submerged in the deep sea of time, suffocating. He seemed to always look at Yu Qing with cold eyes, silently watching him being cautious about him. They had never even kissed in the past seven years. Facing a cold home, Yu Qing was unwilling to run it anymore, maybe because he was already disliked by others. But he never saw the strong love in his wife's eyes and trembling hands when he turned around. He never noticed the softly opened door when he fell asleep and his wife's longing for him under the moonlight. "Why don't you love me?", Countless times, the two of them murmured alone in loneliness. The long time did not help their love, but instead increased their discord under the cowardly push. Just when Yu Qing was thinking about the meaning of happiness, he discovered that the fitness instructor next door who often sneered at him blushed and his heart beat when he stared at him, huh? Didn't he dislike his every move the most? Would he blush if he hated someone? But after he asked out his curiosity, the neighbor's ears turned red, and he kept glaring at him guiltily, and kicked him out of the house angrily. Yu Qing scratched his head in confusion, remembering that his always harsh and venomous boss cared about his family for the first time and even scolded him for being sarcastic; the aloof college student he met by accident took the initiative to invite him to see the flowers at his house, saying that he wanted to improve his aesthetic taste. Yu Qing couldn't help but feel heartbroken. Do people around me hate me so much? (Ｔ▽Ｔ)
Intention: Love should be spoken loudly