The first 30-second story of the library

The first 30-second story of the library is as follows:

This story comes from an article about a woman who fell in love with her boyfriend for 8 years. When this enviable relationship is developing in a good direction, the woman found the chat records of her boyfriend and female classmates. It has been a year since the woman found her boyfriend chatting with her female classmate. According to the timeline, the woman found many moments when she felt very happy, and her boyfriend would chat with her female classmates when she was unprepared. Although the content of their chat is not explicit, it is full of ambiguity, which is beyond the concern of friends.

Besides, boyfriends hide a lot from women. For example, when a boyfriend goes abroad, he only buys things for women, but except for women and female classmates, other friends have rejected the purchase request. There is also a woman's birthday. She closed her eyes happily and wanted to be with her boyfriend forever. Her boyfriend received a message from her female classmate, and the library was out of power. She was very scared. Women close their eyes and make a wish. I don't know if their boyfriends are planning their future or worrying about the safety of their female classmates.

Feelings after reading it.

Every time I see this story, I feel so sad. The happiness you can get when you reach out, suddenly collapses like a building. It's not the 30 seconds that ordinary people sing, but when you treat a relationship with great care, you plan your future in your mind, but then the other party suddenly defected and broke your expectations for this relationship without warning.

Why are you sorry? Do you regret that they suddenly broke up from high school and got married right away? I don't think so, but I regret why he did it. Clearly love each other, clearly close to happiness, clearly shared so many memories, but why do you want to do this, why can't you have a sense of boundaries? Just like building a house, it's exactly the same as on the drawing, except that there is an extra brick, which is useless. At this time, you have two choices.

One is to start over, which means that all your previous efforts will be wasted. One is to muddle along, but you will always remember that this house is missing a piece in a place you don't know. You will never sleep well, and even one day you will collapse because you are missing a piece.