I thought I would be like other women, treating my husband like a guest and growing old together.
But later I discovered that we seemed to have no choice but to look at each other indifferently and barely get along.
As the years passed, I gradually became discouraged, but he pulled my sleeve while drunk and complained that I was heartless.
With Yujue's voice, something in my heart has broken ground...
First perspective, imaginary ancient times, HE, unconventional ancient marriage first, love later
Please bear with me for a lot of discomfort. Thank you.
Intention: The wind is also Xiaoxiao, the jade is also Xiaoxiao, and love is also Xiaoxiao