My husband and I were classmates in high school. At that time, I was a class leader, and he pursued me crazily for three years. Finally, I was moved. After graduating from college, I finally ended my marathon love and married him.
My father-in-law has been running a grocery store in the town for several years. After we got married, we still had some savings at home. My husband has decided to buy a small house in the city, which will facilitate our commuting and accommodation, and in the future, when we have children, we can receive high-quality education in the city.
"However, the housing price is outrageously high, and my husband finally bought a small three bedroom and one living room. Apart from the bathroom and kitchen, there is little room left in the room.". After the honeymoon, we began to work normally.
During that time, my heart was particularly struggling. Because I am still intoxicated in the romantic dreams of my teenage years. My husband is incredibly mature and realistic. The days of daily necessities have made me unhappy.
That's when the conflict between my husband and me began. In order to try to save money, my husband saved a lot. I don't usually keep pocket money in my pocket, let alone shop for clothes. "Our salaries are not high in themselves, and we have moved from the countryside. Our relatives and neighbors are not willing to spend any money on weddings and funerals, so we can't afford to eat.".
After suffering from my husband's cowardice at home, I still have to listen to other people's sarcasm outside. My heart is particularly depressed. Later, I couldn't stand his carelessness and bought all the cosmetics for the one month's salary I just received.
This made my husband angry and had a big fight with me that night. From then on, I decided to live with my AA system. He brought paper and pen and wrote a number of terms, ranging from paying property fees to buying a packet of toilet paper.
In addition, there are many detailed regulations in life, even specific to sexual matters.
According to the regulations, in order to ensure sleep time and sufficient work energy, sex is performed twice a week, three days on Wednesday, Friday, and Saturday. Each time should not exceed 30 minutes. To avoid disturbing neighbors, no one is allowed to make a sound during the process. The daily necessities for couples shall not be wasted, etc. The violator will be beaten up by the other party.
I know that my husband sincerely wants to retaliate against me and kill me for my bad habit of spending too much money. My personality is very stubborn, eating soft rather than hard. The more he treats me with malice, the more I compete with him. Anyway, I know that his desire is very greedy, and he desperately wants to make love to me every night. Don't forget that I am still a school flower, and I don't believe he can withstand my "seduction of beauty". Maybe who will foul first.
Soon, on a Friday afternoon, my parents-in-law suddenly rushed over with two goals: first, to send my little uncle to school, and second, to urge us to have a child as soon as possible. This caught my husband and I a bit off guard. I quickly cleaned up a house for my parents-in-law. Arrange your little uncle to rest on the sofa in the bedroom.
During dinner, my husband drank some wine with my father-in-law and became very excited. Plus that night was our sweet day again, and as soon as he entered the bedroom, he couldn't wait. "But that night, he was particularly rude and deliberately harassed me. Perhaps he was too involved in it, and I accidentally screamed.". "This may have caused a great disaster. My parents-in-law thought something was wrong and rushed over to knock on the door.".
My husband loves face very much. How can he tolerate such shameful things. Just as selfish as he was, he angrily pointed to the rules on the wall and slapped me in the face, then kicked me out of bed. Ordinarily, I did foul and shouldn't have made a noise. "But I thought the messy rules were all for fun. How could I expect my husband to fake them?". Really beat me up.
I cried sadly all night. I deeply regret marrying my husband. "With my natural beauty, it's not good to marry anyone, but I just married him, a bastard who doesn't know how to cherish her.".
Although later my husband realized that his behavior was a bit extreme and inhuman, and he apologized to me many times. I also verbally forgave him, but my heart felt like a scar that was torn and often felt faint pain. I even had a deep fear of sexual intercourse.
It was originally a time of enjoying happiness and romance before the flowers and under the moon, but it was cast a dark shadow by my husband. I don't think there should be any rules or principles between couples. Mutual consideration and tolerance are the only source of lasting love between couples.