"...During this time, he remained considerate and treated me well. But privately, I saw him looking gloomy, as if he was worried. I originally thought he had fallen out of love and grown tired of me. Later, I learned he hadn't changed his heart; he was worrying about our future.
He had already started designing our home, but the current cost of living was very high, and his income was low. He had been living frugally all along and hadn't saved much money, which was far from enough to build his own home. If relying solely on his income, it would take at least twenty years to truly own a home, which would be very small and not fit his ideal of a home.
He had been hiding this worry deep in his heart, never talking to me about it, bearing immense pressure alone. When I found out the truth, I started comforting him, saying that just being together was the greatest happiness. If we work together, sooner or later, we'll have a home of our own..."
