How can we understand what is "foolish" and what is "smart" in love, which has never had a common denominator for measuring happiness?
The little girl sitting in front of me often makes philosophical comments about love. Then I "jumped" into love, not sober enough to stop at the threshold of tears and resentment.
The two of them fell in love when they were students, saving their salaries and depositing them in the bank, waiting for the day they would return home together. They thought their marriage would go smoothly, but who would have thought that the day they would meet their lover's parents, their rich and poor, noble and humble, would be revealed.
Seeing the way her parents scrutinized her family background, she felt troubled and sad... Then suddenly her lover asked to break up because her parents did not agree, she dragged herself along crying and trying to hold on to him through a wedding without any representative of the groom's family.
The two of them built a nest in a rented room of more than ten square meters with smiles and tears, happiness mixed with moments of sadness...
Six years of marriage have passed, the child is now in first grade, the husband has become moody and criticizes his wife for everything. Recently, she discovered that he had a crush on a female co-worker, so when he got home, he found an excuse to yell at his wife and scold the child all the time.
Entering her husband's "dark side", she painfully discovered that he was moved by her big, sparkling eyes. She felt sorry for his sweet messages to strangers. She was choked with anger thinking about the long days together overcoming difficulties in marriage...
She naively met that person, trusting the "third person's" excuse that everything between them was pure and that it was just a close friendship between colleagues.
Before he could be happy, he heard people gossiping about his jealousy for no reason, blindly making appointments and "threatening" people. It turned out that his sister, who had just become his sworn sister, had been rejected by his husband for consecutive meetings and had spread rumors to humiliate him. He brought his anger from work home and poured countless harsh words into his ears...
She said she could not understand the heart of the man she had been with for more than fifteen years. If only she had taken a different path that day, perhaps her life would have been less stormy and tearful…
At the age of twenty, she was determined to commit to a deep love despite the objections from her lover's parents.
At the age of thirty, she was mature and steady, weathering the storms of the noisy war between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, sister-in-law and sister-in-law. Now, at the age of forty, she is full of love and passion, but she is encountering the rocks of a marriage that is gradually losing words of love, understanding and sharing...
Once a woman falls in love, deeply and faithfully, she doesn't know whether she is wise or foolish, even at her twenties! How sad it is to hear...
'Do we women keep ourselves or our husbands?'Source: https://tuoitre.vn/dan-ba-khi-yeu-tuoi-nao-cung-dai-20240921100158049.htm
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