Today is February 15, 2020. Well, it is my sixth day after the New Year...

Yes, yes...

Today is February 23, 2020, the 14th day of my work after the New Year, and it is also a weekend. Well, the first paragraph was written on February 15, so I wrote that one paragraph and there was no future. Until today.

Unexpectedly, I still lived like I was writing things intermittently...

But it doesn't matter. I am still a teenager after returning for several days.

This is a terrible phenomenon, because I actually accepted this intermittent update with peace of mind.

Is the dream not hot enough, or is my heart already cold?

Well, I have been thinking about this path of life anyway.

Many of the thoughts I have not expressed these days, and have been suppressed and melted in my heart, so I feel very light.

Fortunately, it can be condensed and expressed simply, just like writing a monthly summary report.

The days when I was in a rented house due to the epidemic were a long and uncomfortable day for me.

It’s not because I can’t go out.

Instead, when staying in a rented house, the deterioration of the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is very bad!

It is a simple wish to be harmonious and everything goes well, but in fact, this wish is not simple at all for me.

I don't want to discuss whether it is my wife's fault or my aunt's fault. Some experiences seem to have to be experienced.

I have given up my freedom and my liking, but it is still difficult to meet their requirements.

I don’t want to be rich and powerful, but at least, I need harmony.

Faced with the deteriorating relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, I often don’t know how to be a human being. Both sides don’t want to hurt them, but both sides will be hurt, and they can only choose one side.

So, silence.

So, suppress.

So, it feels uncomfortable.

At that time, the place that made me feel a little relieved was the rented room.

However, it was just a moment of breathing, and the time spent in it could not last more than twenty minutes.

When I can’t control my time at home even the toilet, I can’t help but wonder what the meaning of such a life is.

But, I still choose to believe in the arrangement of fate.

Since God has made me this home, there are naturally reasons for it.

So, I handed over those unhappy things to time.

Time can change many things, after all, my growth is also in time.

Well, in other words, it’s not time that changes things, it’s everything in time that changes things.

Home is like love. If you have enough fate, you will not part.

Well, finally, I went to work, and my dear also went to work a few days ago. The deterioration of the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law has alleviated. Gradually, I will return to what I looked like before the holiday.

Sure enough, some distances are relatively good.

If you meet too many times, you will become weak, and at the same time, there will be many conflicts.

Just like, a small separation is better than a newlywed.

Every time I see my dear lose his temper, I hate it and feel that the world is very dark.

However, when her temper is over and suddenly becomes gentle, I will feel that she is very good and the world is sunny again.

Alas, what do you say?

To put it simply, she just decided to eat me hard.

Even though I was uncomfortable with her tight curse, I would still be loyal to her, protect her, and say "I love you" to her!

Even though she always feels that I don't love her...

Woman, how much do you have to read my behavior to see through the love deep in my heart?

Well, anyway, I love her, so that's fine.

Well, I'll just write this article a little bit, because I have other things to be busy with, such as having to chat with my dear video after taking a shower. Well, it's not inferior to checking in at work.

This weekend, I only worked for half a day and planned to go home to rest after lunch.

However, the security guard at the door stopped me and asked me to wait until 1:30 before going out. Well, due to the impact of the epidemic, the company issued regulations that all employees cannot go out for lunch and can only eat in the company's canteen.

So, I had at least forty minutes of boring time to write.

Therefore, this article continues.

This is really God's will. I didn't plan to write it, I just wanted to have a good rest and have a rare half-day holiday. But I was stopped by the security guard and I wrote it.

Fate is so wonderful!

When I wrote about going out at 1:30, I realized the action of the security guard stopping me and pointing in the direction of the back mountain at the beginning.

At that time, I thought he asked me to sit there and wait, but in fact, he wanted me to go out from the back mountain because there was no camera there.

So, this is the fate of writing things.

In fact, if you think deeply, it may not be a fate, it just depends on your own choice.

If I were stopped by that security guard, I would not choose to write something, but choose to watch short videos?

Therefore, sometimes the so-called fate is just one's own choice.

So, since you have made a choice, don’t regret it. After all, that was once a choice to bet on luck.

Finally, after many days, I finally got to write something!

Well, I wish you a happy writing! (To be continued)
Chapter completed!