Divorce is getting easier and easier now, but because of this, knowing how to stick to a marriage requires rationality, tolerance and wisdom. During that period, I was at the bottom of my marriage. My husband left early and came home late all day long, and I didn’t see any improvement in his career. Our relationship was as bland as tea brewed three times or more. There were no more gifts or hugs when I came back from a business trip. , happy, but as calm as an old married couple...
When I talked about these marital troubles, the sisters helped me analyze my stagnant marriage as someone who had been through it. In the end, I had to Come to the conclusion that marriages like this should be broken up long ago.
After venting happily with my girlfriend, I walked firmly on the way home. When I got home, looking at this unchanging home, which seemed a little simple and shabby, I suddenly felt a sense of sadness. I felt unspeakable disgust. The child I picked up spilled the milk all over the floor. I mopped the floor hurriedly and saw that the house was in a mess. While I was busy making dinner, the phone rang and Yang was going to be back late.
In desperation, I accidentally grabbed the handle of the pot, and my hand was immediately burned with a big blister. The wooden handle of the pot handle had fallen off a long time ago, leaving only the black iron handle. It was hot to the touch if I was not careful. I told Yang no less than fifty times, but he never had time to repair it.
Since I had the idea of ????divorce, everything that happened to my family made me more determined to divorce.
I turned off the fire angrily, walked out of the kitchen, looked at the pair of eyes in the mirror that were once bright and bright, but were now filled with resentment and dimness, and sighed: Marriage is really terrible, I must Abandon this half-dead life and leave this stagnant place.
Two hours later, Yang came back and saw that there was no dinner on the table as usual. I sat alone in the dark with a determined gaze. "Why didn't you cook?" he said as he walked into the kitchen.
"Why do you have to cook? I've done enough and I don't want to do it anymore. I've had enough of this kind of life. Let's get a divorce."
The husband was at this time In the kitchen vigorously scrubbing a pot that shouldn't stick to the bottom. His first reaction was "I didn't hear what you said," and his second reaction was "Did I hear you wrong? Please say it again." When he finally understood my wishes, my son cried, and he had to express my feelings first. Putting the question aside, he rushed into the room and held him to feed him milk.
"Aren't you living a good life? Why do you want a divorce?" Yang walked out with the child in his arms, a look of surprise on his face.
I looked at him sneer, and a kind of revengeful *** emerged in my heart. He had been carelessly ignoring my feelings, but now it was his turn to suffer!
"Of course you think you are living well, but I feel bad, and I don’t want to live anymore."
That night, I insisted on sleeping in a separate bed with him According to the experience of girlfriends, divorce is an extremely complicated matter. It is entangled with many factors such as emotions, property, and habits, so you must have perseverance.
In order to get a smooth divorce, I have already thought of three steps for divorce. The first is to stop buying groceries and cooking, and separate the two of us from life; the second is to stop walking and sleeping with him. Don't give him a chance to reconcile; third, separate financially.
Lying on the sofa bed, sleeping alone but unable to fall asleep, I turned on the lamp, found a piece of white paper and started writing a divorce agreement. The moment I started writing, I took inventory of my family's property, and the past scenes vaguely emerged: I am from the north, he is from the south of the Yangtze River, and we drifted to the city of Dalian and started from scratch. Now I am over thirty and have earned two houses. , one large and one small. The big one is a three-bedroom apartment. I just moved in at the beginning of last year. The small one was bought with money when we first came here. They are all in my name. Now they have been rented to others, with a monthly income of 600. Yuan; in addition, the husband also owns two stores worth approximately 300,000 yuan.
I wrote very clearly in the divorce agreement: The house and children belong to me, and the facade goes to him. This is fair and reasonable.
The next day, when he was handed the divorce agreement, there was still a note on the dining table: I want to be free!
"Sign.
Divorce, do you understand? "Seeing his dazed look on his face, I became a little irritated, but then I realized that I had gone too far, so I said in a persuasive tone: "Although we haven't been husband and wife for a long time, we have been together for five or six years. Bar? After being together for so long, can't you still see that we are actually people from two different worlds? Separation is good for you and me. "
A week later, Yang called me in the office, "I agree to sign. Let's go out for dinner in the afternoon. Let's meet at the same place and I'll give you the agreement. "Yang's voice was low and sad. After he hung up, I was still holding the phone and sitting in a chair in a daze.
He was willing to divorce. The depression that accumulated in my chest was lifted away in an instant, and I felt empty. It felt like the Qi in martial arts legends, a trace of inner energy flowing slowly throughout my body. I sat in the chair, feeling the rise and fall of my body, and the scenes from the past flashed through my mind involuntarily: All I could think of was: A thought: Without this man, I would not be who I am today -
I like the scenery on the seaside, he gave up his rising career and came to Dalian with me to start over; I dream of a house on the seaside, he No matter what, I bought this house with a loan and opened the curtains to see the endless sea view.
After get off work, I managed to gather my energy and went to the beachside restaurant I had not seen for a few days. He seemed to have lost a lot of weight, but his body was upright, his eyes were melancholy and calm, and his clean-shaven chin looked sexy.
My husband silently pushed a manila envelope in front of me. My eyes turned red. Am I really going to leave this man forever? I suddenly panicked, am I going to lose him like this?
"Now that I'm here, don't worry, just order some." Eat whatever you want. "Perhaps because this was the last supper, he looked at me and smiled, his eyes clear and gentle, and then stretched out his slender fingers to greet the waiter: a black pepper beef fillet with rice and a clam soup. Both of them. It's my favorite.
I sat in silence until he suddenly said to me: "For the last supper, can you order me something I like to eat?" "
"What do you like to eat? "I was immediately stopped by the question, and my mind suddenly went blank. After searching for a long time, I stuttered and said: "What do you like to eat? Don’t you always eat the same thing as me? "
He smiled patiently, and then said word by word: "Actually, we have lived together for so many years, and I have always eaten things that I don't like. You forgot, I am from Suzhou, and I actually like Jiangnan cuisine, which is a bit sweet. ”
As I listened to his words, I felt like a stormy sea, and a strong self-blame caught me. Yes, in all these years, I have never thought of asking him what he likes to eat, and I have never thought of asking him what he likes to eat. The first time I found out that he liked sweets, we were about to get divorced, which was a bit ironic.
“Say something, okay? " He asked gently.
Tears began to well up in my eyes.
"I have thought about it. I will give you the house, store, and everything at home! He was silent for a while, and then suddenly said, "I only took my books and a few sets of clothes with me." "
"Where are you going? "Hearing this heart-wrenching farewell, I couldn't help but cry out. For nearly two thousand days and nights, the skin and skin were close to each other, the warmth under the moon, the eyes looking at each other, there was a tacit understanding and each other's habits, I have always loved him, right? After all these years, I have never imagined my life without this man.
"Actually, my parents and my friends have come to Dalian many times over the years. He called me back to the south, saying there was more room for development there. However, you like the sea and romance, so I have been staying with you, breathing the smelly sea breeze and eating seafood that I don’t like very much. I have not achieved much in my career, which makes you feel wronged. "
"What are you talking about? I don't mean that. "My tears suddenly flowed down.
"After the divorce, I will go to the south to develop. It will be very hard for you to live alone and take care of the children. He frowned, took out a cigarette, and paused, "So I leave everything to you." You can also rent some money for the storefront every year. You should save it and don't spend it randomly to prepare for emergencies. It also takes a lot of money to send my children to school. I will think of a way when the time comes.
"He said, looking out the window with a trace of nostalgia, lingering care and pain. His tone did not sound like a man preparing for a divorce, but like a parent who was about to leave for a long journey. A kind of reluctance and concern.
Outside the window is the blue sky, the clear sea, and the white water birds, everything is as beautiful and peaceful as heaven, but all of this suddenly becomes eclipsed because of a promise to stay with you forever. The people around me are leaving.
“What should you do? "I asked. "I always have my own way. Men always have ways to survive in this world. Unlike women, you are so gullible, kind, and easily hurt. "Looking at his pitiful eyes looking at me, my tears couldn't stop falling.
"Stop crying, my dear. "His big hand pressed on my shoulder, a faint smell of tobacco, so familiar, how much I like this sense of strength in him, this smell of tobacco, but why, when two people are together, I can't feel it at all. , but just bored?
“It’s time for me to leave. Did you know? Every time you reunite with your parents and sisters, my heart feels empty. I also miss my parents very much. They are old after all. ”
After hearing this, my heart was filled with emotion, self-blame, and more of a brand-new love and reluctance. What a good man this is, how many divorces I have seen At that time, the husband and wife turned against each other, fought over property, insulted and cursed each other; but I have never seen such a divorce, such a tender, deep and tolerant breakup ceremony...a separation full of blessings, sadness and concern; and until the last moment In an instant, I realized that all the unhappiness and discomfort he had endured in his marriage were all because of me.
"Why didn't you tell me this earlier? "I held his big hand tightly with tears in my eyes, regardless of my self-esteem and pride.
"Because, I love you, I am willing to endure all this, I hope you live a happy life, don't worry about these Worry about trivial matters. "I was stunned again.
After hesitating for a moment, I said, "Can you not leave? ”
Finally, we walked out hand in hand. The sea breeze outside was very cool. I sat on the back of his motorcycle and drove home. With my long hair flying, I looked at the bright lights along the road. The street scene, thinking of his warm home built by himself, nestled between the mountains and the sea, suddenly gave me a very happy feeling.
A week later, at another gathering of my girlfriend, They asked me: “Are you divorced? "I told the story of our last dinner, and then said: "This incident taught me a lesson about divorce. Divorce is getting easier and easier now, but because of this, it is important to know how to stick to your marriage. Something that requires more or less rationality, tolerance and wisdom. ”
Touched by divorce