He and I were good buddies who grew up together. We fought together, skipped school together, and played video games together. He accompanied me to the playground and I accompanied him to the examination room.
He is a top student and I am a bad student. He is handsome and I am ordinary. He is taller and I am taller. His family background is good, and my family background is average.
But so what, he is mine. From now on, he will hang on my crooked tree, and no one else will have a chance to snatch him away.
I didn't understand his feelings for me at first, I just regarded him as a good friend. But I don't know when it changed. My feelings for him gradually deteriorated. I didn't know if it was love. As an emotional idiot, I didn't know his silent dedication.
I was heartbroken and cried in pain. Well, he drank with me, cried with me, and laughed with me. I always think of him whenever something happens. He always holds an umbrella for me when it rains, but I don't see his shoulders that are already wet.
When I was hungry, he would go into the kitchen and cook porridge, dishes, and ginger soup for me. When I catch a cold, he will stay with me by the bedside all night, talking in my sleep, and he will remember every sentence. If I call someone else's name, if I break his heart, he will still protect me.
In the end, Laozi understood my feelings for him. It was not that I liked him, but that I loved him!
I can run away from home for him, I can endure worldly opinions, I can endure the ridicule of friends, I can try to be nice to him, I can learn to cook, and I can wash clothes for him.
Finally, we came out honorably and I married him and became his wife. No, I married him and became his wife. My wife is both civilized and military, and does all the housework. With such a wife, what more could a husband ask for~~~