After marrying my lover, I found my ex-wife's goodness.

In life, there will always be some feelings that become beautiful because of loss; There will always be some past events that are precious because they can't go back; There will always be some people who are left on the roadside as rotten stones, but they are wrapped in pain and become pearls of memory in the barrier of years.

A

The nature of his job determines that he often stays up late. Although it is hard, he enjoys it. When he looks at his wife's loving eyes, he will comfort her and say that men can only win if they can fight.

It is the infinite sweetness of newlyweds. When he stayed up late, his wife was afraid to disturb him, so she hid in the bedroom and read a book. When midnight came, she crept into the kitchen. After a while, she put a steaming snack on the table and said softly, let's have a rest.

He ate the midnight snack slowly, enjoying the delicious food carefully like a greedy child. She resented his stupidity in eating, so he urged her to be stupid with him and share the bowl of warm midnight snack together.

When she refused at first, he lied to her that it doesn't matter if you enjoy the best food alone.

He is telling the truth. If you share it with your beloved, delicious food will bring happiness.

His happiness is her happiness. When cooking midnight snack again, she will cook more and put it in a bowl. Two people, head to head, share a bowl called Happy Snack.

Unconsciously, the fat kissed her graceful waist at an unconscious speed. It was not until the next summer that she found that the previous skirt could not be zipped.

She was so scared that her mouth opened like a zipper.

Like all women, she loves beauty.

She thought about quitting midnight snack, but when she saw him eating alone, she was reluctant to eat with him.

Year after year, his wife became a mother and he became the father of a beautiful girl. Moreover, God did not live up to his efforts, and his career gradually improved. He has a high position and many social activities, so he not only has no chance to eat her midnight snack, but also has no chance to talk to her.

Sometimes when I come back late at night, I find that she has fallen asleep at the dinner table with a bowl of ferocious midnight snack in front of her. Her mouth is full of undigested food before, which makes him no longer kind and even a little surprised: how can I like these terrible things so much?

Looking at the sleeping wife, her waist is strong, and even her face has unpleasant fat, a feeling of disgust quietly arises, thinking: she is only 30 years old, that's all. God knows what she will become in a few years.

He accused her of being too greedy and getting too fat, and she cooked supper.

B

These thoughts were hidden from her and later came back. Even, I will stay up all night. When she asks, I will say that there is a game of cards after dinner, and it is not easy to refuse. She is convinced.

In fact, he has a lover, a slim and enchanting little girl. Like a spoiled child, she asked him for warmth and care. She never cared about his body, his life and his career, as if he were an iron wall that would never be corroded by time. All this, he readily accepted, feeling that in front of women, men should be used to bear and support, and only little boys need women's care and care all the time. I feel guilty when I think about my wife. If I turn around, I will have the cheek to comfort myself. After all, I haven't thought about abandoning her and firmly giving her a veritable wife status, worthy of her.

Love is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and she doesn't want to be as useless as this mirage.

She promised him that she wanted to get married, live in his life and have the life she wanted.

At first, he refused.

When my lover comes home, his life is in a mess and he is in a dilemma. Suddenly, he remembered the scene of eating a bowl of midnight snack with his wife, and tears quietly wet his face.

He decided to divorce because he felt ashamed to face his wife.

Not only did his wife not pester him too much, she even signed a divorce agreement without asking anything.

This made him sad and depressed. Afterwards, he thought that if his wife ever accused or questioned him, he would withdraw his decision in shame and live with his wife forever.

But she didn't. She calmly signed it, went to the streets with him to go through the formalities, and helped him pack up and move away. From beginning to end, she didn't complain or shed a tear.

Soon, he remarried with his lover. On the wedding day, the whole venue was full of festive excitement. He is not happy at all. He suddenly felt that all this was not what he wanted, but that he had taken a step of irreversible fate.

Married life confirmed his hunch that a woman who is suitable for being a lover is not necessarily suitable for being a wife. She and her ex-wife are very different women, so it is suitable to be taken to social places and not to stay at home. Too many social activities have made his health worse. The lover who becomes a wife is so negligent in cooking that he can't even drink a bowl of the simplest porridge in the days when he avoids social activities.

He looked at the cold pot and his new wife and lost his temper. She was more wronged than he was, and confidently said that marrying him was not to make him a nanny, let alone a cook, but to make him the apple of her eye. No matter how beautiful he is outside, he can only be a husband who loves and pampers her when he gets home, and he can't boss her around. Finally, she disdainfully said, I'm not her! Then he mumbled for a long time, probably laughing at his ex-wife for being nice to him and being a bitch.