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On a sunny afternoon, we went to the small park we used to frequent. Children played on the grass, while elderly couples sat on benches soaking up the sun, and the air was filled with a sense of leisure.
However, this tranquility made me feel an inexplicable discomfort, as if this scenery belonged to someone else and we were merely hurried passersby.
"Xiao Yan, do you remember how you used to love feeding the pigeons?" Chen Jiahe suddenly broke the silence. "You would scatter crumbs everywhere."
"Of course I remember," I smiled faintly. "You always helped me clean up afterward."
He chuckled, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes. "Those were simpler times."
"Yes, but what about now?" My voice was barely audible, yet he still heard me. He turned to look at me, hesitating as if he wanted to say something.
On the way home, we remained silent. I wanted to ask him so many questions but didn't know where to start or if there would even be answers.
In the end, all those words got stuck in my throat and turned into a sigh.
Days passed one after another, and we continued living the same routine—he was busy while I remained silent.
Gradually, I found my expectations for him dwindling, and my confidence in our future fading as well.
One time, when I fell ill with a fever, he set aside all his work and stayed by my bedside all night, wiping the sweat from my forehead.
He looked very tired, but his eyes were filled with concern. "Xiao Yan, don't worry, I'm here."
In that moment, I suddenly understood something—perhaps none of us are perfect, and we cannot have a perfect marriage.
But as long as there is still love in our hearts and the courage to make sacrifices for each other, we can gradually mend those cracks.
Later, we adopted a cat and named it Pudding.
It became a new bond between us; whenever we argued over trivial matters, we would always be amused by its every move.
Sometimes, watching Pudding lazily basking in the sun on the sofa, I would think that perhaps this is what life should be like—there are problems and worries, but more importantly, there is warmth and love in the ordinary moments.
On our second wedding anniversary, Chen Jiahe took me to the seaside. He prepared a candlelight dinner for me, and the scene was so romantic that it felt almost surreal.
He said, "Xiao Yan, thank you for being tolerant of my flaws these past two years. I know I'm not good enough, but I will strive to make you happy."
Hearing those words, I didn't respond; I just held his hand tightly. I knew we still had a long way to go and many issues to face.
But at least in this moment, we were still willing to hold each other's hands and walk together. This marriage may not be perfect, but it is real and precious. What we can do is to protect it with our hearts, no matter what the future holds.
In the days that followed, life continued as usual, and there were still occasional small frictions.
Once, we had a disagreement about whether to renovate our home. I preferred a minimalist style, while he leaned more towards a cozy country aesthetic.
Both of us stood our ground, and the atmosphere became somewhat tense. However, after calming down, we sat down to discuss things rationally. In the end, we reached a compromise: we would decorate the living room in a minimalist style while making the bedroom cozier.
Through this little conflict, we gained a deeper understanding of the importance of communication and compromise in marriage.
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