We met on a blind date, and we were both considered older and leftover at the time. The first time I saw her, I liked her because she had a good temperament and a good job, not the kind of woman who is particularly vulgar and as soon as she opens her mouth, she asks about how much money you have and how many houses you have.
I’ve only been in love twice before, once in middle school when I was in love early and didn’t know any better, and once before I was 26 when I dated for a year and split up because of personality differences. I don’t even know what to do with this sudden relationship.
I doted on her and treated her very well. Even at the beginning, she did not state that she liked me, I was willing to give my all. I had a date at a fancy restaurant, I gave her gifts, and I was a free, on-call home repairman.
She was always a bit rusty and polite with me, like when I gave her a gift, she would give one back. Fix something for her, and she would invite me to dinner. But I like her more for it, and I think she knows what she’s doing and has substance.
I’ve actually been introduced to other girls who are younger and prettier than her and willing to go out with me. I just can’t let her go. I don’t have any confidence in front of her, and I often worry that she will explicitly reject me.
Well, six months after we met, her attitude changed and she was no longer polite to me. One time for the holidays, she went back to her home in the county and couldn’t wait for a car, so she took the initiative to contact me. I sent her back and met her family by the way. I had dinner at her house, and her family liked me a lot.
After that time, we were officially in love. I was full of joy, but she seemed to have nothing special to say. I thought she was like that, quiet and quiet, not good at showing it, so I didn’t take it personally.
I’m scheduled to get married with her after mid-autumn this year, because we’re not young and she’s acquiesced to my proposal. I was so excited to book a hotel, choose a wedding dress, and go to her home to propose marriage. Everything went smoothly.
But then in mid-September, she suddenly disappeared! I was so anxious that I almost put up a search notice. When I went to her hometown, her parents didn’t know where she had gone. The colleagues in the company said she took a week’s leave from work. I called hundreds of times a day, but her phone was always off.
Friends say I’ve aged 10 years at once.
Later, she went back to Liuzhou and reached out to me. That was the first time I got mad at her, and I probably cursed a bit. She kept her head down and let me talk. She told me that she had gone on a trip alone and that during the trip she figured out one thing: “I don’t love you enough to marry you.”
“Why? You clearly promised!”
She said, “I thought I could marry you because you were good to me, but I can’t. Marriage has to be emotional, and if I were the kind of woman who doesn’t talk about emotions and only looks at conditions, I wouldn’t have to wait until now.”
Her words left me speechless. Is “I don’t love you” an excuse to repent?
Review: A melon that is twisted is not sweet. Since she clearly said she doesn’t love you, let her go and let yourself go. Why drag her along with you to be martyred even though you know there is a cliff ahead? Some marriages do have nothing to do with love, but those marriages are usually unhappy. It’s better to find someone who loves each other for company than to drag someone who doesn’t love you through life.