When I was a sophomore, I fell in love with a place, which was the library of our school. I can read many famous books here without being laughed at by others, because no one here will pay attention to others. To my surprise, I met love in this place. He is not a frequent visitor to the library, but he only comes to the library to look up materials for the exam. I saw him rummaging everywhere, but I didn't find what he wanted. I accosted him and asked him what book he was looking for. Because I am confident, I remember the location of every book in this library. He had a question about the topic he quoted, and I helped him find it in 10 minutes. Out of gratitude, he left my contact information.
After the final exam, I got a call from him. He thanked me by inviting me to dinner. That day, I dressed up for the first time, just wearing a little foundation. We ate that meal for a long time, and he kept telling interesting stories about what happened around us. I echo him from time to time. After dinner, we walked on the playground until the lights went out. He offered to send me downstairs to the dormitory. Then he said to me, "Hui Yun, you are so beautiful today", and since then, he has always asked me out for various reasons. I know he is pursuing me, and I am eager for a love. So I finally agreed to his confession. After we fell in love, I tried to change for him and began to learn to dress up, but it was always unsatisfactory. Although he will comfort me, I still feel inferior in my heart.
After graduating from college, we stayed in this city to work hard. He has a flexible mind and knows how to please customers, which makes people feel like a gentleman. So when he got a stable job, I forced him to propose to me. After we got married, I began to completely release my true self and stopped learning makeup. Because I thought we were married, I didn't need to dress up, but when I first got married, my husband didn't say anything, but it took a long time. He always compares me with others and says, I don't understand this and I can't understand that. Although he didn't hurt me explicitly, I can understand what he meant. In the third year of our marriage, my husband was appreciated by the leader and promoted to manager, and my husband was also equipped with an assistant. She is a female college graduate. Her husband showed me her photos. She was well dressed and her makeup was exquisite. Compared with her, I have no confidence at all.
That day, I was just about to come out of the bathroom when I saw my husband coming back with a female assistant. My husband habitually asked me to receive him, but my legs couldn't move like lead. I felt ashamed when I saw the delicate makeup of the female assistant. I went back to the bathroom and listened to her husband laughing and laughing in the living room, which made me feel even worse. What should I do?