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My name is Li Sufen and I am 55 years old. My body has been quite strong all these years, but my life is really lonely. It's been ten years since my husband died, and the children have all gone abroad to develop, leaving me alone to live in the old house.
We hit it off and soon began the pursuit period. Mr. Zhang's personality is simple and direct, unrestrained, and I have a good heart. We often sat on the park bench and talked until dark, talking about everything from our family history to social news, history and humanities.
A month after we dated, Mr. Zhang officially proposed to me. He spoke sincerely, knelt down in front of me and said, "Sufen, this month of getting along is the happiest day I've had in so many years. I am deeply attracted to you, you are like the warm sunshine on this winter day. I am willing to let go of the past and spend my old age with you. Will you marry me?"
I looked at his expectant gaze and nodded deeply. "I like you too. Our fate is like the warmest ray of sunshine in winter. ”
And just like that, we got engaged and got ready to get married. Although my children were also a little worried that their mother might encounter some difficulties in remarrying at an older age, they didn't say much when they saw the smile on my face.
The wedding ceremony was simple, just the two of us, plus a few witnesses required by Xi. I wore a pale red cheongsam with a hijab on my head. Mr. Zhang is dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and his posture is upright. We exchanged wedding rings and tied the knot with the blessings of family and friends.
After I got married, I moved into Mr. Zhang's house and lived with him. It's an old-fashioned three-bedroom house, small but neat. Mr. Zhang has lived alone for many years and has a relatively regular life. Every morning, I get up at six o'clock for a walk, eat breakfast on time at eight o'clock, read newspapers or Chinese newspapers after dinner, and take a two-hour nap at noon. I'm still very comfortable with this kind of life.
That night, Mr. Zhang tossed me for a whole night! At first, I thought it was a wedding night, and I was in good spirits. Who knew that although he was old, he was really an out-and-out "old sausage"!
I chuckled in my heart, and thought of a bad premonition: Could it be that my wife is such a scumbag male function? If we toss people like this every night, then we won't be able to live in this life!
I tentatively mentioned this to Mr. Zhang, and he was still very nervous: "Wife, I promise to make you happy every day!" I was speechless, thinking about his "happy method", I, an old woman, really couldn't bear it.
For more than a week, the situation did not improve. Every night, Mr. Zhang tossed me half to death. I was physically and mentally exhausted, I couldn't work hard during the day, and I felt like I was more than ten years old.
I began to regret and regret in my heart: Why did you just recognize the wrong person so clumsily! Mr. Zhang looked sincere and honest during the day, but at night he was as energetic as if he had been beaten with chicken blood. I've really met a difficult master!
At this time, Mr. Zhang also noticed the change in me. I had a cloudy face all day, and I was not interested in talking to him.
Once, at dinner, he asked me with concern, "Wife, what's wrong with you? Are you not feeling well? ”
I thought about it for a while and decided to tell the truth: "It's you who toss me every night, I can't sleep well, so I don't have energy." I really can't bear you like this, it's too hard. ”
When Mr. Zhang heard me say this, his face changed: "What, is my problem so serious? Could it be that I tossed you badly?"
Then he looked at me reproachfully and worriedly, and I looked back at him.
I looked at Mr. Zhang's nervous appearance, and I felt very uncomfortable. In this marriage, we all came together with a beautiful vision, but now we encounter such an embarrassing problem, which is really embarrassing.
After a long while, Mr. Zhang was the first to speak: "Wife, I'm sorry, I didn't think it through. We are tormenting you like this every day, and you are physically and mentally exhausted, and I am anxious in my eyes and in my heart. ”
I sighed, "Forget it, you didn't really hurt me either." It's just that I'm really a little overwhelmed, and my body can't keep up with you. ”
When I heard this, my heart ached. It is true that I have also thought about divorce these days, but when it comes to this point, I am still reluctant.
"I'm sorry, it's all my fault!" Mr. Zhang blamed himself, "I've thought a lot about it during this time, and I have to give you an explanation anyway." I decided to go to the hospital for a check-up to see what the problem was and if there was a cure!"
I heard him say this, and I knew in my heart his sincerity and pain. So I nodded: "Then go check it out." It's better than the current situation. ”
"Mr. Zhang, the examination shows that you have a slight sleep apnea. "That is, your breathing will involuntarily pause in sleep for a few seconds, and then suddenly breathe hard to get air." This strong breathing sound can disturb you and your partner. ”
Mr. Zhang and I looked at each other, both with reassuring expressions. It turns out that the problem is here, and it can be treated!
The doctor prescribed some medication to control it, and instructed Mr. Zhang to quit smoking and limit alcohol, and to do breathing exercises before going to bed. We treated carefully according to the doctor's instructions, and gradually, Mr. Zhang's sleep quality improved significantly, and he no longer "worked" in the middle of the night.
Knowing the root of the problem, both of us breathed a sigh of relief. I understand that Mr. Zhang didn't mean to torture me, he just wanted to give me happiness, but his method was a little blunt. I couldn't help but feel his cuteness and embarrassment.
I began to learn to be tolerant and understand my wife's various minor problems and symptoms of old age. I can't help but think that I had a lot of imperfections at the beginning, but I also won his unreserved love. Now I should be equally tolerant of him.
We gradually regained the feeling of knowing each other, and I no longer complained or divorced because of the physical hardship. This is the wife, we are the confidants who accompany each other to grow old. After the disease was brought under control, Mr. Zhang and I gradually got back on track. The children were relieved to hear that we had a little turmoil.
We started experimenting with some common hobbies to enrich our lives. I found out that Mr. Zhang is a bibliophile, he has collected more than 2,000 books, and he actually carefully catalogs them. I suggested that we go to the library or the second-hand book market on a regular basis to find some good books. Mr. Zhang's eyes lit up and he praised my idea.
So we set a date every week and take a bus to the old book market in the neighboring city. I was in charge of bringing water and snacks, while Mr. Zhang was flipping through books and occasionally finding a few rare books. We spent an afternoon leisurely among the bookshelves, as if we had returned to the campus era of youth and love.
One day, Mr. Zhang pulled out an old book, the cover yellowed but the handwriting was clear. He opened the title page and looked at it, with a happy expression on his face, and said to me excitedly: "Wife, look, this copy of "Strange Tales from Liao Zhai" was the version I had when I was eighteen years old! This edition is so precious that I thought I would never find it!"
I leaned over to see that the title page read, "Zhang Tianlu, August 1965." This is really an old thing from Mr. Zhang's youth, and it has a wonderful connection with our encounter. We can't help but smile at each other, this is providence!
Back at home, Mr. Zhang began to reminisce about his youth. It turned out that when he was 18 years old, he had a crush on the girl in the village next door, so he used this book to record the bits and pieces of his youthful years. I listened to him talk about the ancients, and I was also amused. I sighed: "I really envy the village girl back then, who can be secretly loved by you." If only I had been born decades earlier!"
Mr. Zhang was stunned for a moment, and then I laughed: "Haha, what you said is also right." If only we had met sooner, I would have loved you with all my heart!"
I also laughed with him, then shook his hand and said softly: "But it's not too late, we are already together, and I will always be with you in the future." ”
Mr. Zhang held my hand tighter, and his eyes were full of gratitude: "Wife, thank you for not giving up on me." Let's grow old together for the rest of our lives. ”
I looked deeply into his eyes and nodded. I now finally understand what it really means to find a partner, not for passion or excitement, but for a soulmate with whom I can spend the rest of my life. I am glad to have met him in my old age, and we will spend the best time of our lives together. Mr. Zhang and I gradually developed some common Xi. In addition to going to the book market on weekends, we often walk hand in hand in the community.
We live in a great neighborhood surrounded by tree-lined paths. Whenever the sun was setting in the west and the breeze was blowing, we walked along the path, chatting and admiring the flowers and plants.
Once, when passing by a moon flower, Mr. Zhang's eyes suddenly lit up and he walked over to take a closer look. "Wife, isn't this my favorite white moon flower? It's blooming beautifully!" I followed his gaze, and the moon flowers were white and sweet, and they were particularly touching against the green leaves.
"I also like white flowers the most, the pure and elegant appearance is really charming. I sighed.
"Yes, you also know that the moon flower has the meaning of innocence and chastity, right?" Mr. Zhang said, "I have to plant some in the yard every year to symbolize our true feelings. ”
As he spoke, he plucked a flower and said to me, "Give it to you, our love is like this moon flower, it will always be sweet and beautiful." ”
Flattered, I took it and carefully inserted it in my hair. Mr. Zhang saw me put on flowers, and his eyes were full of doting: "Wife, you are so beautiful! Let's plant some moons next year, and let them witness our happiness!"
"Okay!" I happily agreed. With Mr. Zhang, I feel happier and more satisfied than ever.
We also play chess, watch TV, or do chores together at home. Mr. Zhang's cooking skills are good, and he often has sausages and meat, and the dishes are also full of color, flavor, and flavor. I'm in charge of washing the dishes and wiping the table. We work together, and we are very affectionate like old husbands and wives.
At night, before going to bed, I will pinch Mr. Zhang's legs and feet. He had some joint pain in his legs, and I helped him massage it was very effective. Mr. Zhang would also rub my back to relieve my back fatigue.
I also began to learn to cherish every day I spend with Mr. Zhang now. We'll be talking about where to go for the weekends and what we're going to plant next year. Life is no longer monotonous and lonely, but full of hope and sunshine. Day by day, Mr. Zhang and I have been together for two years in the blink of an eye. These two years have been the most stable and happy days of my life.
When our children saw that we were loving and happy, they were also relieved and often called home to see. My daughter also sent it from abroad, saying that it was to teach elderly couples how to manage their relationship and make their marriage sweeter. Mr. Zhang and I both laughed when we heard this, my daughter's wife, Mr. Zhang smiled and said, "No need, my parents love me every day!"
I still remember talking about one time when Mr. Zhang was very naughty when he was a child, and he snatched all the tofu that his neighbor's sister-in-law had just dried and ate half of it, and he was beaten up a lot. I laughed and teased him, "No wonder you're a glutton now, that's how you were when you were a kid!"
Not to be outdone, Mr. Zhang also teased me for crying too much when I was a child, calling me "little tear pack". I laughed and punched him as a "punishment". We just raised the bar and joked like this, and gradually the topic talked about the previous love history.
I was a little afraid that Mr. Zhang would be jealous, so I asked him cryptically, "Did you have a girl you pursued before?"
Mr. Zhang smiled and said calmly: "Of course there is! But they all died without a problem, and later they all got married." Now that I think about it, it's still the perfect to meet you. ”
I was relieved, and I smiled ambiguously with him: "Then I'm going to lock you up!" Then our hands were clasped tightly, and our eyes were full of sweetness.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhang threw a sudden ball next: "I also ask you, did you have any suitors in the past?"
I was stunned. I've had one or two overtures before, but I've turned them down. I was really embarrassed to mention this stubble to my wife, so I didn't know how to answer.
When Mr. Zhang saw me like this, he smiled and hugged me into his arms: "Silly girl, it's okay if you don't answer." Now that you are my sweetheart, I will always love you. ”
I also relaxed when I heard this, leaning into Mr. Zhang's arms and listening to his powerful heartbeat. He was always so tolerant of me and tolerant of me. And I know that he is the most confidant love of my life.