love story

I didn’t study very well, had an average appearance, and didn’t have any outstanding advantages, so after graduating I only worked as an office worker.

He is 8 years older than me, and is the head of the sales department of my company. He is talented, handsome, humorous and open-minded. I heard the women in the company say that but didn’t care too much because compared to me, he belonged to a different class.

Later, several times he proactively asked me to correct documents and contracts, I realized that he was a truly outstanding and admirable guy. Like many other girls, I like him and just keep it to myself. My grandparents say “climbing high and falling painfully”, I may not know him very well, but I know clearly who I am.

I just didn’t expect that, in some miraculous way, I would “catch his eye”. He pursued me openly and without concealment, making many female colleagues jealous.

At first, I thought he was just joking, so I took the initiative to meet him and asked him not to use love affairs as entertainment in the office. I don’t want to be made fun of. He looked at me, confirming that he was completely serious.

I’m actually just a teenage girl, I’ve never really loved anyone, and I’ve never encountered anything in life. His enthusiasm makes my heart flutter. There was a time when I dreamed and thought that he was the prince, and I was Cinderella. I loved him with my carefree heart, never thinking much about why he chose me and not another girl.

I think, when you’re young, you just fall in love, whether they get together or not is another matter. But when he took me to his house, the way his family welcomed me surprised me.

They knew my situation well and knew I was nothing special. Compared to their son, I am completely not “a good match”. Yet they treated me like a distinguished guest, with an attitude full of respect and love.

To relieve my surprise, he said that his family respects each person’s choice. No matter what, there will be attention, observations, comments, suggestions, but ultimately respect for that person’s choice.

My boyfriend said he fell in love with a few people, rich, beautiful, and arrogant girls.

The people he met all valued money and liked to polish their appearance, but their souls were bland and had no depth. He loves me because I’m different from them.

Obviously I’m different from them, because I’m not beautiful, not rich, not luxurious. Since when did my weaknesses become my advantage?

I thought my life was like a dream, until I brought him back to my hometown to introduce him to everyone. Looking at him driving a luxury car, looking handsome, hearing about his family and career, everyone couldn’t believe I could meet such a perfect man.

Before returning to the city with my boyfriend, my mother pulled me into the room, her attitude full of bewilderment and confusion. Mom said, my boyfriend really doesn’t have anything negative to look at, that’s what’s worrying.

Mom said, it was strange for a guy like him to choose to love an ordinary girl like me. The fact that his family happily welcomed me was even more strange. According to common sense, people should object vehemently. There is no reason why such a beautiful thing should be given to me.

“He definitely has a problem. You should research this carefully, don’t let the things you see blind you. Delicious bait is only found in mouse traps”, that’s what my mother told me before I left. leave the house.

But what is your problem? I really don’t know. Love really makes no distinction, isn’t that what people always say? Why instead of feeling lucky, do I have to worry so paradoxically?

A few days ago, my boyfriend took me to his house for an intimate meal on the occasion of his father’s birthday.

During the meal, his mother asked me twice if I agreed to get married this year? If I agree, we will go back to our hometown to meet my parents, check the date and prepare everything well in advance.

His family’s hasty attitude really made me a little confused, even though he said I was young and didn’t necessarily need to be in such a hurry.

There’s one thing I’m thinking about now. One time he wanted to go beyond the limit but I refused, saying I wasn’t ready. My boyfriend apologized to me, and since then there has been no related move that has made me feel awkward anymore.

Now I think, could it be that he has a gender problem and getting married is just finding a screen to hide his true self? Is that why your family is pushing for marriage?