Can my sister-in-law's love bring us to the end?

In getting along, I unconsciously began to question the love between us. Is it the age between us? Or is it because our feelings have never been seen? Anyway, I hate this kind of love life at first, but I can't find a reason to explain why.

"Lonely childhood

No marriage breaks up earlier than the combination of looks alone. -Montaigne

I was born in a small mountain village in Yunnan. My father was a primary school teacher and my mother died in childbirth. When I was 5 years old, my father married my stepmother. My stepmother is mean to me and often abuses me. I am also stubborn, which gives my parents a headache. When I was 0/2 years old, there were several traffickers in the village. My dad told me to go with the trafficker, saying that a couple had no children, and the trafficker would take me to their house, which would definitely be better than living in my own house. I'm scared and angry. In a rage, I fled home, first hiding in my grandmother's house and aunt's house for a while. Then one day, a big truck in Guiyang collected medicinal materials from us. I climbed into the car and fell asleep. I woke up and found that I followed the car to Guiyang, and I haven't been home since.

When I first arrived in Guiyang, I was very young and didn't understand the local dialect. My life is particularly difficult. I had to beg and wander everywhere. I tried for several days without food. Later, the owner of a small restaurant hired me and gave me a monthly allowance of 200 yuan, so I rode a tricycle to help deliver the goods every day. I did this for several years and saved four or five thousand dollars. 15 years old, left Guiyang and followed a group of people to a mine in Hebei. Originally, everyone said that there was a lot of money in mines, but I was too young to stand the pain of mining, so I left the mine and wandered around the society.

Later, I met a group of orphans in society, some of whom were DJs. After studying with them for a while, I began to enter the DJ industry. At that time, there were many ballroom dancing halls, and DJs could make money. Moreover, I was very talented and worked hard, and soon I became a little famous in this industry.

First love always hurts.

/kloc-When I was 0/7 years old, I met a girl who was one year younger than me. She comes from Gansu and works in a local underwear factory. Soon after she met me, she began to chase me and came to help me clean and wash clothes every day. At that time, I didn't seem to have much distinction between men and women, and I didn't feel anything for her. I told her that I had nothing, and I would suffer. She said that she just likes me and wants to be with me. Later, she simply moved next door to me and came to help me with housework every day, even if she was not allowed to do it. After such a period of time, I feel good. I grew up without mom and dad and longed for a warm family life. I feel very happy that someone washes and cooks for me like this and keeps my room clean. So, six months later, we were together.

It feels good to be together. Her salary is low and her family has a heavy burden. I send 1000 yuan home every month. She is also very kind to me. She comes to help me with many things every day. At that time, my salary as a DJ was quite high, and a group of friends often ate and drank together. I remember it was a friend's birthday, and we went out for a drink together. We drank very late that day, and she suddenly came to me and said that something had happened at home and she had to send back thousands of dollars. I didn't have that much money at that time, so I gave her my card and asked her to get it herself. We have been together for several months, and I have always trusted her.

I didn't see her when I came home in the early morning. I didn't care either. I thought she had gone back to the house next door. She wasn't there when I got up at noon the next day. I think she went to class. At six o'clock in the afternoon, I'm going to work, but I still haven't seen her. I'm a little surprised because she has come back to cook dinner. Wait until the next day, I went to her factory to find her, and the factory said that she resigned and went home. I called her home, and she said she couldn't come back, and nothing happened at home. I don't think something is right. Ma went to the bank to check, and all the tens of thousands of dollars in my card were emptied. I couldn't react at that time, until a buddy told me that she ran off with my best brother A Qiang, and I felt as if I had been punched.

Marked love is the most false.

I can't stand being betrayed by my own woman and my best brother at the same time. I didn't believe it at first, so I kept calling her. It was not until half a year later that I called her home and her cousin told me that she and A Qiang were married that I fully believed such a fact.

For the next two years, I almost lived a degenerate life. I have no intention of working. I am addicted to the internet all night, chatting and venting online. I hate women and get back at them. I am intimate and enthusiastic with them on the internet, and sweet talk. I also met female netizens, and I will never see them again. Sometimes they ask me angrily why, and I say I just want to get back at women. I can often stare at the computer all day without talking or communicating with people. I only work for a while when I really have no money. As long as I have a little savings, I will return to my original state.

So mixed up for a period of time, found that their mentality is very abnormal, decided to change their lives. In 2007, I went to Guangdong and got a job. Because my mood has never recovered, I still often chat online after three days of fishing and two days of drying the net.

In this way, I met Zizi unexpectedly, and I found that she was different from other girls I knew. She is very frank and thoughtful, and has given me a lot of inspiration. Gradually, I found myself in love with this independent woman. Once she suddenly asked, "You don't love me, do you?" I didn't want to miss the opportunity, so I agreed. She was silent for a long time. I know what she is worried about. She was married and divorced. That year, I was 23 and she was 32. She was worried that I was too young, but I told her that I had experienced a lot and my mind was vicissitudes. Violet asked me to meet her. Just lost my ID card, no job, no money. Violet said it doesn't matter, she can give me money to go back to my hometown to get an ID card. So we met, fell in love and lived together, just like all the online lovers.

How can we continue to love?

When I first met, Violet wore elegant clothes, which gave me a fresh and comfortable feeling. I think I love her deeply and want to be with her forever. But every time I propose, she is worried. She always thinks I'm too young to know if we have a future. Because my financial situation is not very good, we have been using her money since the beginning of our relationship, including the travel expenses to my hometown to reissue my ID card. She also wondered if I was with her because of the money.

Later, because I couldn't help surfing the internet again for a while, I inadvertently said an ambiguous word to my former netizens. We used to flirt like this, but it didn't really matter. However, Vahlert misunderstood me and thought I wouldn't let her see other women. She was very angry. Later, some netizens saw Zier's photo in my space. I don't know what their psychology was at that time. They said on the Internet that Qier was not beautiful, and Qier accidentally saw it. Plus, some of my past friends sometimes use my account network, but Ziegler mistakenly thinks it's me. All kinds of misunderstandings add up, and the son who was in a bad mood finally got angry and ignored me.

I'm really in pain. I can stop DJ for her. I love her not because she is rich, and I don't care if she is beautiful. I just think she understands me, understands me. She makes me feel like a long-lost relative. But she never believed me and always doubted me. I know she has to bear a lot of pressure because of the age gap. She has a bad temper, so she is often angry with me. This endless quarrel hurts everyone. In this love, we are very tired, but we can't let go. I don't know what to do to make her believe me. I don't know what awaits us in the future.