Looking for romance

One cold winter morning, I was "walking in pain" alone on a deserted street. It usually only takes five minutes to drive, but when I walked in the low temperature, I felt that the journey home was so far away. I crooked my feet and walked forward slowly step by step. I didn't feel like walking in the snow in search of plum blossoms. I was only filled with annoyance and anger!

We just had an argument in the car, and I argued hard, which made him very angry. So, I chose to get off the car, forgetting about my foot injury and "underestimating" the distance. Seeing him driving away, the exhaust fumes from the car were like his remaining anger. Now, I was the one who was "angry". I was angry that he was unreasonable and had zero points for being considerate. I was angry that I couldn't calm down and had zero EQ!

Love makes me dizzy

My husband is a very heroic and manly man. Another way to put it is as a man with "macho chauvinism". Especially since he grew up in Japan, Japanese men are a nation that takes "male chauvinism" to its fullest. I think it was with this attitude that he stepped onto the red carpet with me.

In his eyes, "romantic" is just an English word that he can't pronounce correctly in the dictionary. In fact, when we were dating, he had expressed his attitude to me, saying that he was a practical person and would not mess with things. I really don't understand why I married him? I was originally a woman who wholeheartedly pursued romance! Perhaps, I once stepped onto the red carpet with the mentality that "children can be taught", alas! Looking back now, I can only say that "love makes people blind"!

Such a difference is really polar opposite. Getting along together is like the relationship between the two sides: "The scissors are constantly being cut, and the rationalization is still chaotic." They often talk to each other across the bed, aim their weapons at each other's weak points, and occasionally impose economic sanctions. However, we are already committed to each other before God; good or bad, healthy or sick, we can never be separated for the rest of our lives. When I made this vow, there was of course love, but more importantly, reverence.

Many years passed in this noisy life, with him having policies and me having countermeasures. At that time, I hoped to share the dream of sharing a candlelight dinner with flowers and music with him. After the birth of my two sons, I no longer yearned for the scene of sweet words in front of flowers and under the moon. I only wanted to have a dreamless night and sleep until dawn. For days like this, I often sigh, complain, and cry. My gentle and graceful temperament, which I finally cultivated with elegance, has gone with the wind. How long will we continue to live like this, "playing the piano to a cow" and "not understanding the charm"? It was not until the birth of my daughter that the situation gradually changed.

His daughter taught him to look back

With the birth of his daughter, the big man in the family began to gradually change and move towards the goal of being a "modern good man"! I remember when my daughter was little, lying on the bed babbling, my husband would help her change her diaper, put white pantyhose on her legs that were kicked up and down, and then put a short skirt on her round little legs. On the belly.

When I'm on a business trip, I call and check in with the whole family every day. When I came back, I showed up at the airport with a Hello Kitty doll in one hand and two remote-controlled cars in the other. When I got home, I opened my luggage and took out a big bag of beauty soaps, hot spring essences, toothbrushes and other goodies from the hotel and gave them to me.

When his daughter was a little older, her hair could be braided. When he came back from a business trip, he bought all hair accessories, but only one (because he didn’t know that hair accessories usually come in pairs); when he went to a girl’s clothing store, he also bought a few hair accessories. There is no psychological barrier.

When I hinted to him if he could bring me some skin care products, he actually brought back a box of brightly colored eyeshadows, including brilliant white, flashing blue, silver grey, bright purple, brilliant yellow, and colorful green... I couldn't help but be surprised. Despite his patience, he was also wary of his aesthetics. How did he step into the store to buy eye shadow in these places where grown men didn't want to go?

I held the box of eye shadow in my hand and asked him why he made such a choice? "I asked the lady. The sales lady helped me mix it. I told her I wanted to give it away. Hey! It's very expensive! The price is calculated for each color, not for a box!"

Um! So touching! Does the beauty lady know that he is going to give it to his wife? If you knew, would you choose different color combinations?

My daughter is now nine years old and has shoulder-length hair. When she wakes up in the morning and her hair is all tangled, she knows she can give her father a comb and he will patiently help her comb her hair one by one. open. When the clothes are put on and the skirt is pulled up, you can also ask your father to tie the straps on the back into a bow. She often holds hands with her father outside, whether walking or doing errands.

Romance is by my side

As the children grew older, the two sons would also remind their father: "My classmates' parents will go out on dates, and we can take care of my sister." So, on a starry night, I sat at the elegantly decorated dining table and looked at the floor-to-ceiling windows. The splendid scenery in front of us - the night lights of the high-rise buildings in Manhattan, New York, the shining river of mobile cars on the riverfront, and the swaying shadows of sails on the Hudson River...

In front of me, the Japanese chef was cooking delicious food for us. He placed the perfectly fried fillet steak on the plate for me to taste. Holding a delicate tea cup, I tasted freshly brewed green tea and was intoxicated by the beautiful scenery. Facing this romantic night, I looked at my husband with deep affection...

Oh! My husband, who was wearing a straight suit and was reading a magazine, took a mouthful of beef and put it in his mouth. He turned to me and asked, "Is there enough meat? You will be full!" I woke up from the beautiful scenery and suddenly realized that he was Reasons for choosing this restaurant: The steak is delicious, the portion is large, and the location is right on his way home from work! ! !

Tonight, my daughter changed into her pajamas, walked to the bookshelf and took a book "Strawberry Shortcake's Seaberry Mystery" to her father. It’s bedtime story time! The three of us were lying on the bed, and my father was chanting and chanting in his standard Japanese English...

The little brother sitting next to me was correcting my father’s accent while reading a book. The sound of my elder brother playing guitar came from next door. At this moment, I looked at the various usable and unusable gifts on the closet, and I felt an indescribable feeling of satisfaction. , the feeling of happiness arises quietly.

It turns out that the ordinary can also produce a feeling of happiness, and it does not necessarily need flowers and wine to complement it. If you change your mentality, "romance" is right next to you and me.

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Nanako, a housewife, loves reading, music, travel, and food. She writes down her emotions with pen and learns lessons in life with a humorous attitude.