Because of my subconscious affirmation, I can always find out how good my husband is to me.
The color of roses seeped into my face. Under the sunlight, her mature elegance exuded a mellow fragrance of happiness. Threads and threads of accumulation filled the entire office.
"Honey, honey, I'm here." A magnetic baritone voice suddenly sounded. I was intoxicated. I didn't need to look or ask to know that this was my precious husband's voice. Even my colleagues were like me. When they heard this voice, they would not be surprised or open the door to look.
Every time you come to my place, you'll first hear his voice and then see him. Soon, my husband appeared in front of me.
He was 1.8 meters tall and tall. His eyes were bright and full of masculine gentleness. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and there were a few wrinkles on his square face. Perhaps he had run over in a hurry, as beads of sweat formed on his forehead. Before she could even get used to it, she would always look at me tenderly.
"Hubby, why are you in such a hurry? Look at the beads of sweat on your forehead." My heart ached as I said this to my husband considerately. I wiped the sweat off his forehead.
"Baby, I don't want to keep you waiting. Today is our 15th wedding anniversary. No matter how busy I am, I have to appear in front of you on time.”The magnetic baritone voice had yet to retreat completely. That pair of powerful arms had already reached my waist and tightly clasped me. His head was lowered as he looked at me.
"Honey, I love you." These affectionate words brought me back to my teenage years. Her heart was pounding and her face was flushed red.
Fifteen years later, hearing my husband say these words to me for the first time made me feel sweet and happy.
"Are you off work? Honey." "Yes." I nodded and looked at my husband's face.
"Then let's go." With that, he held my hand and walked out the door. It was time to get off work, so everyone in the company rushed out. I realized that many gazes were directed at us.
Her husband's hands were tightly clenched. The gentleness of her palm penetrated my skin and reached my heart. We completely ignored the stares. My husband would turn to look at me from time to time. That gaze conveyed the love in his heart, and my love returned.
As we walked out of the company, the warm sunlight shone on us. On the streets, people came and went, and the traffic was heavy. It was rush hour, and the crowd was particularly crowded.
On the way, her husband did not let go of her hand. He even used his body to shield me from time to time to protect me. My attentive husband was afraid that if he was not careful, I would be hit by pedestrians.
"Honey, do you still remember how we met?”
Listening to my husband's question, how could I forget our encounter? I will never forget that encounter and fate that brought me a good husband.
I leaned my head on my husband's arm. Her black hair fluttered in the wind, and tears of happiness flowed out of her eyes.
It was a coincidence that we met. It was so coincidental that I couldn't believe my own feelings at that time. She did not believe that she would be so lucky to meet a man she could entrust her life to.
To this day, whenever I recall our encounter. I would ask myself if God had a conscience, or if I was destined to have all of this?
Fate, an indescribable fate.
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