I told my husband anxiously about my love history, the love and hatred when I was young, and the little feelings I had when I was a child. I was embarrassed to tell them... But seeing my arrogant husband, I couldn't help but want him to be jealous of my youth without him. Unexpectedly, I was ridiculed by my husband. The education said: "What you have is called unrequited love at best. Comparing to see who loves the other person more is called love. Speaking of which, you have only dated me!"