The husband didn't like it, so he had to carefully store his love and couldn't express it.
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[This is my first work, a short writing practice, there will be many shortcomings, proceed with caution, if you don't like it, you can go back directly]
"I was saved by my husband when I was young. From then on, my husband was my salvation."
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I endured the pain caused by the disease, endured the cold and hunger brought by countless days and nights, but I was defeated by gender, lost by time, and destroyed by the world.
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The young man hiding in the dark looked up at the wedding that was being held.
Watching my husband and his lover laughing and wearing rings on each other.
At that moment, the boy finally admitted that he had nothing left.
"I have liked my husband for a long time, but I have never dared to tell him.
After all, my husband doesn't like me, let alone me.
Why bother asking for trouble, asking for trouble, and making your husband unhappy? "
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At three o'clock in the morning, the young man held the short knife with the residual warmth of his husband in his hand, raised it high, and stabbed it into his heart, keeping that bitter love forever, unable to express it.
———————————— He died in the eternal night.
Intention: If you love someone, you should boldly try to love