He's so perfect, I'm so humble

The car drove out of the villa slowly, I looked at Tan Mian suspiciously, waiting for his explanation.

He said: "I heard that the man was looking for information about you everywhere, so he asked someone to disclose the address here on purpose."

"Don't worry about Duan Xiaojue's work, he is well-known in their circle, everyone knows him, everyone knows him."

"Now that the twin brothers are in his hands, there is enough for him to play with."

"He is a man who knows how to measure and handles it appropriately."

"I'm afraid that Xiao Xu won't be able to bear it. As a workaholic, he doesn't know how to give himself a vacation."

"Don't look at Duan Xiaojue treating him like that, it hurts in your heart."

"This Duan Xiaojue has a background, and there are quite a few people who hired him..."

That afternoon, drinking the chamomile tea he made for me and listening to him tell me their stories, I suddenly felt less empty inside.

I said I wanted to go back to Heshi to work, but he said that the outside world was too complicated and people were scary, so he asked me to stay at home, cook for him, take care of the garden, build a greenhouse, and grow vegetables and fruits.Read books, write and write, raise a kitten and puppy, and travel with them.These are as good as he says they are, I have no doubts.

He bought me a camera, a laptop and let me record whatever I wanted.

I don't like to talk, so he asked me to write down what I wanted to say.Where do I start, I thought for a long time.

This title "He's So Perfect, I'm So Humble", didn't take too much time to think about it, it seemed to take shape all of a sudden, and it had already been imprinted in my heart.Empty, that is the state of mind at that time.It was as if there was a house in my heart, but there was nothing in it, waiting for someone to live in it.Waiting, waiting.

In the process of writing, I often cry.He thinks he is strong, but he is weak and incompetent.I woke up countless nights, thinking about the words I wrote, hoping that he would read them, but I didn't want him to read them, and I was extremely entangled.To describe oneself by another person's hand is not too vivid, not too realistic.

Don't dare to reveal too much, between the lines, with reservations.

I want to rest for a while, plant flowers, grass, and spring breeze.When I come back, I will bring some honey for the little bees to taste.

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