Everyone said that he had a good wife - virtuous, beautiful, kind, filial, and good-tempered...
But I don't know why... His heart is always empty... I always feel that there is something missing in such a beautiful life... I can't explain... I don't know...
Everyone knows that she is a perfect wife, but only she knows that the reason why she is not arrogant, impatient, resentful, resentful, noisy, or troublesome... Is because she no longer has "love".
P. S. I want to write about abuse, but I don't know what I can write. I write this just to describe the life of the next "perfect wife", it's that simple.