Secret locker

I lock myself up for a period of time. Maybe four years since I got married in 2004.

To be honestly, I was trying to escape from another relationship while I get married. I knew that's not a proper reason for a good marriage. But I just can't do it by myself. So my husband became my savior.

Because of the wrong reason for getting married, I took longer time than usual person to find a pattern to get alone with my husband.

He is really a nice person. Kind of shy but always loves me. During the process of unemployment, he would do the laundry for me and cook dinner at home. Ever since I got home, he would chill up like a little kid, jumping and yelling: "Honey is back! Honey is back!"

I'm not sure my feeling toward him at that moment. Do I love him to fulfill my maternal feeling? Do I love him because he won't betray me? Yes, all these reasons are exactly right. The most adorable quality of his character is that he venerates God. I knew he would lead me in the soul part. I just knew it.

There are plenty of things that I like to do with him. Let he lay down on my thighs, take a scissor to cut off his beard. Or pick up the gray hair from his curly hair.

He is also a diligent person, willing to do lots of house affair for me. Ah, maybe that's because I'm not pure, so I cherish such a pure person like him. Hope this relationship would last as long as possible, if we still love each other.