Natural heater: Use it to keep warm in winter.
Small cranes: for moving houses, moving office buildings, and anything else you can't move yourself, call them to move it.
Value-added machine: If you've spent all your salary this month, ask it to temporarily add value to your wallet.
Delivery driver: If you want to eat something but don't want to go out to buy it, then just ask him to buy it for you.
A soft, fluffy pillow: Use his shoulder as a pillow on a long bus or plane ride.
Super Trash Can: Give him all the food you don't eat or the leftovers.
If you use your brain a little, you'll find that men are incredibly useful; how could you bear to leave one? "Husband" is such a creature...
Husbands are the kind of creatures who will yell "Phone!" when the phone rings at home, but will never actually pick up the receiver themselves. One husband ran from the living room to the bathroom to tell his wife, "Phone!" His wife asked, "Who's calling?" The husband lazily replied, "How should I know? I haven't even picked up the receiver yet!"
When someone rings the doorbell, the husband will yell, "Someone's ringing the doorbell!" and then wait for his wife to open the door.
The three questions husbands often ask their wives are:
"You went shopping again?"
Where did your money go?
Where do I keep my underwear?
The phrase my husband says most often is:
"Honey, I won't be home for dinner tonight."
If a couple drives together and gets lost, the husband is definitely the type to deny it. He'll insist, "I'm not lost, the road signs are just unclear." If the wife, oblivious to the situation, says, "You're the one who's lost," the husband will immediately retort, "You're the one giving wrong directions, otherwise how could I be lost?"
When you spend most of the day at the salon getting your hair done and come home expecting your husband to compliment your new hairstyle, he might say, "You spent all that time on this hairstyle, it's nothing special!"
Husbands are such annoying creatures, so why do we feel so happy and sweet when we call a man "husband" for the first time? You are the person I love most.
A man betrayed his terminally ill wife by having an affair with another woman. After his wife died, he asked his son to tell her remains, "You were the one I loved most."
If a man can tell his wife, "You are the one I love most," when she passes away, then why would he betray her?
Perhaps this is the most terrifying aspect of love. His love for you doesn't mean he won't betray you. His betrayal doesn't mean he doesn't love you.
The difference between "most loved" and "love" is not whether he or she has been with you forever, nor whether he or she is by your side at this moment. The so-called "most loved" is a comparison we make with the people we have loved.
When he loved her, it was a perfect, absolute love—the deepest, most profound love. No matter how long that perfect love lasted, he still achieved it. Now, he loves another woman, and he even left her for her. This woman is now his greatest love. However, his love for her is only 80%. He abandoned his wife and children for her, ruined his reputation for her—that's 80%. Compared to 1%, it's still 20 points short.
You once loved someone to the fullest. Today, you love someone else, but you're not the same as before. You can no longer love someone to the fullest. When a person grows old or matures, experiences too much, witnesses too much joy and sorrow, and can no longer return to that perfect state; 80% is the limit. Those perfect years were the most beautiful days of her life. Even if she later became a 60%, she's still the only woman who ever achieved a perfect score. Aren't you bored without me?
Without me, no one will ever ask you again, "Where have you been?" You might feel bored.
You'll feel uneasy if no one nags you anymore.
If no one gets angry with you anymore, you'll find life too mundane.
If no one is there to act cute with you anymore, you might feel like something is missing.
When no one cries in front of you anymore, you'll feel like you're not important.
No one will scold you for wasting money anymore, and you'll find it less exciting to secretly spend money on things.
You'll lose your energy when no one jumps on you and says, "Kiss me!"
No one will ask you anymore, "Will you marry me?" You'll find life too normal.
You won't be happy if no one fights with you for the bathroom anymore.
If no one asks you to remember her birthday anymore, you'll feel like you're wasting your good memory.
No one will tell you anymore, "Come pick me up from the company after get off work." From now on, you won't know where to go after get off work every day.
No one wants you to listen to her troubles anymore. You'll feel a little lost.
When no one is waiting for you at home anymore, you'll feel like you're in a hotel.
Aren't you bored without me? You'd be incredibly bored. So, you have to be good to me. How long will you love me?
The woman asked the man, "How long will you love me?"
The man said, "Forever."
What is forever? Fewer and fewer people talk about forever these days. We can love someone longer than their life, but not longer than our own. The person we love dies, and we can still love them forever, but only until the end of our own lives.
Of course, there is such a thing as eternity. Scientists say that the end of the world will come in six billion years. At that time, the sun will enter its later years, and its hydrogen and helium nuclear fuel will be exhausted. The sun will expand into a giant red star, and its outer flames will extend to the edge of Earth's orbit. Mercury, Venus, and Earth in the solar system will be buried in a sea of fire, and all life on the ground will be reduced to ashes.
How long will I love you? If I say forever, I'm lying. Forever means six billion years from now, and neither of us will be able to stay together until that day.
Everything has its limits. The sun will run out, the air will run out, fuel will run out, energy will run out. Patience will run out, fighting spirit will run out, so why shouldn't love run out?
When love is exhausted, everything will vanish without a trace. At that time, will you still remember asking me, "How long will you love me?"
I will love you longer than your life, but I cannot love you longer than my own. My unchanging lover.
We often ask the people we love:
Will you change?
We're afraid he'll change his mind. We're afraid our love will change.
What changes first is often not a person's heart, but their perspective on things.