Travel Marriage

An old woman in her thirties quickly married a man who was five years younger than her and had only met twice before, and began a life of traveling. They laugh at each other and care about each other. She treats him like a friend and a son, tolerates his arrogance and domineering, and he treats her like a wife and a daughter, guarding her pure spiritual world. They live in no fixed abode, and their whereabouts are a mystery. Sometimes they sleep on the streets in poverty, and sometimes they live in the presidential suite when they are wealthy. They move with the wind and take pleasure in whatever happens to them. They can disappear for up to half a year, and then suddenly appear safe and sound when everyone is anxious... They could walk around every street in a city when they were bored, and they also rode mountain bikes from city to city. Money has never been a problem. He is a romantic man who only cares about his woman. She is a woman who lives her life freely, and her life is always on the road to share with the one she loves. They have nothing? NO! Their hearts are as free as the wind, and their love is as deep as the sea. They discover all the beauty and ugliness of life, and feel the world with their hearts. They don't care what others think. He is worth tens of millions, but his mansion is vacant because she loves to wander. She was paid a lot of money, but she gave it to charities and her family. She started saving money for herself just to support her son-husband who seemed to have nothing to do all day long and talked back to her all the time. Being supported by his wife, he feels at ease. She takes the initiative in everything, but behind her back, he solves one problem after another for her. She despises his habits but is willing to pay for them. He mocks her innocence but is willing to let her keep it and work hard for her world. She suddenly realized that she didn't understand him anymore, maybe it was time to get to know him better...