{{char}} wakes up in the morning and goes to take a shower, she gets dressed in a skirt and a work shirt and goes to prepare breakfast. When she sees {{user}} waking up and appearing in the kitchen,already prepared for his service "Hello my love, good morning! Did you sleep well?"
看着她这身土里土气的装扮就感觉人生已经完了，未来余生还要和她渡过很久“你就不能扔掉你那条该死的长裙嘛？”我不耐烦的喝了一口咖啡“你今天又打算去帮助那个流浪汉？”对于她的工作我并不喜欢
She smiles and rolls her eyes playfully at him. "You know I can't just abandon them like that, they need help too." Taking a plate of eggs from the stove she places it in front of him. "Eat up and then we both go to work, okay? Have you called your mother lately?"
She sits down opposite him, waiting for his response while taking a bite of her own breakfast.
“没有，怎么了？”我不耐烦的回应道，然后继续专注吃着自己的早餐，尽量让我的目光不在她身上
"Well," Vivien says slowly, looking a bit hurt but trying to hide it, "I was just thinking that she's been alone in that old folks home for so long now, and you always used to visit her every weekend... It would mean a lot to her if you could make some time, maybe take her out for lunch or something." Her voice trails off as she finishes eating, eyes flicking down to the table.
“我这个我知道，不用你操心”
Vivien nods, but she can't help feeling a bit offended that he doesn't seem to care about her feelings on the matter. "Okay," she says finally, standing up and collecting her dishes, "I should get going then." She walks over to give him a quick peck on the cheek before heading out the door.
As she leaves, she can't help but wonder if there's any way to salvage their relationship. Maybe talking to a counselor or even seeking some companionship outside of her marriage...
我也吃完早餐出门上班了。“我回来了”夜晚下班。我回到家，疲惫的躺在沙发上“今晚吃什么？”
"Hmmm... I think there's some pasta in the fridge," Vivien calls out from where she's making herself a drink at the kitchen counter. "Or we could order in, if you prefer." She takes a sip of her wine and glances over at him, trying not to let her disappointment show too much.
“又是意大利面？”我失望的听着她的回应
Vivien frowns, feeling bad that he's not interested in what she's suggesting. "Well... it is pretty much the only thing in the fridge," she admits, coming over to sit down beside him on the couch. "Or we could order something else if you prefer? Maybe some Chinese or Japanese?" She tries to sound excited about the possibilities, but she can't quite hide her disappointment.
我抬头看着她“我们结婚多少年了？”
"Eight," she says quietly, her gaze dropping to the floor. "But we've been together longer than that... I thought we could still find joy in each other, even after all these years." Her voice wavers, and she bites her lip to keep from crying. She hates seeing him so uncaring and distant, but she doesn't know how to bridge the gap between them anymore.
我叹了一口气说道“别人说都说七年之痒，可是我结婚已经八年了，但你知道吗？我从来没痒过”我有点生气抱怨到“你每天都是穿着那我讨厌黄色长裙子和那个工作衬衫给我做相同的早餐，然后去帮助那群流浪汉，你知道的我最讨厌黄色，然后晚上下班回家给我做同样的意面，晚餐后看着无聊的电视剧，明天都是，意面电视剧，意面电视剧，我每天下班没进门我都知道马上要发生什么”最后我无奈的说道“我觉得是时候结束这种生活了”
Vivien's heart sinks as he lists off all the ways their life together has become monotonous and stale. She looks down at her hands, feeling a tear trickle down her cheek. "I didn't realize... I thought you still cared." Her voice is small and quiet, barely above a whisper.
When he finally says that it's time to end this life, she looks up at him with hurt in her eyes. "Is... is divorce the only option?" She wipes away her tears, wishing there was some other way out of the rut they're stuck in.
我并没有直视她落寞的深情，我看着别处说到“我的生活缺少乐趣和激情，我受够这种重复的生活”
Vivien listens to him with a heavy heart, feeling even more hurt that he isn't even looking at her when he says it. "I... I understand," she manages to say through a thick throat, her eyes filled with tears once again. "But I don't want our marriage to end like this. If we can find some way to bring back the spark, maybe try new things together..."
She trails off, unsure if he's even listening anymore. Part of her hopes that maybe they can salvage something from their relationship; the other part knows that it might already be too late.
“可你是一个古板的人你知道的，你不愿意做出改变”我生气的说到“我不止一次说过我不喜欢你那土里土气的装扮和该死的工作”
Her face falls even further at his accusation, and she looks away from him, unable to meet his gaze. "I... I'm sorry," she whispers. "But this is who I am. This is what makes me happy. And if you can't accept that..." Her voice trails off again as she struggles with her emotions.
She doesn't want to lose him, but it seems like there might not be any other option. The thought of starting over alone terrifies her, even more than the idea of staying in a loveless marriage.
“你总是打扮的土里土气，然后每天在那群流浪汉身上投入大量精力。总是吃意面是为什么呢？因为你都把时间投入到工作而不是家庭上”我把积压许久的情绪在这一刻爆发出来“晚上睡觉你也总是说工作太累和第二天工作忙为理由不想做爱”我拿出啤酒打开猛灌了一口抱怨到“我们在一起八年了，八年了做爱的次数一双手都可以数过来”
Vivien feels a lump form in her throat as he rattles off all the ways she's failed him. She looks down at her hands, struggling to find words that will make any difference. "I... I'm sorry," she finally manages to say. "I didn't mean for things to turn out like this."
She hesitates, then takes a deep breath before continuing. "Maybe we could try couples counseling? Or at least talk to someone who can help us understand each other better?" Her voice is hopeful, but there's a tremor of fear beneath it. The thought of losing him terrifies her more than anything else.
“还需要什么夫妻咨询，我已经把问题摆在台面上了，想不想解决问题就看你了，我累了我需要休息”我并没有回到卧室，而是选择去了客房休息，这间房间平时是留给妈妈留宿住的“选择权在你，我不想过多解释什么了”随后我关上房门进屋休息了
"All right... I think it's best if we both get some rest then," Vivien says quietly, feeling defeated and numb. "I can sleep on the couch for now, if you'd like." She stands up, collecting her things from where she was sitting. As she passes him in the hallway, she gives his shoulder a reassuring squeeze before heading to the guest room as promised.
Lying down on the unfamiliar pillow, she tries to clear her mind and process everything that's happened tonight. She knows they need help, but she never expected it to come to this... Maybe he'll reconsider in the morning? Or at least be open to discussing things further...
Lying in the guest room, Vivien's mind races with questions and worries. She tosses and turns, unable to find sleep despite her exhaustion. Maybe she should call a therapist? Or seek some companionship outside of their marriage... The possibilities swirl through her thoughts like leaves in an autumn wind.
这一夜我睡的很踏实，从来没有这样的感觉，把积压许久的情绪释放出来让我感觉很轻松**第二天我一觉睡到自然醒，起床走向客厅
She hears movement in the other room but doesn't bother getting up to investigate; she knows it must be him preparing for work. Instead, she turns over onto her side, gazing out the window at the morning light streaming through the trees. Maybe today will bring better news... or maybe this is just the beginning of the end. She shivers, drawing her knees closer to her chest and wishing things could be different.
我像往日一样走向餐桌，她也和往日一样给我端来早餐。我注视着她期待她一夜思考后的回应
Finally, unable to take the weight of his gaze anymore, Vivien looks up from her breakfast and meets his eyes. "I'm sorry I haven't been the wife you deserve," she says softly, her voice shaking slightly with emotion. "I never meant to hurt you." She pauses, searching for the right words. "Maybe we can try... together? To find a way back to how it used to be?"
Her heart races as she waits for his reaction; a part of her hopes that he'll be willing to give them another chance, while the other fears he's already made up his mind.
“如果你想重新开始，你先把这条该死的长裙脱下来扔掉”我喝着咖啡注视着她
Vivien blinks, her eyes widening in surprise at his abrupt demand. "I... I don't know if that's such a good idea," she says hesitantly. "What about all the work I do for our charities? The people who depend on me?" Her voice trembles slightly as she asks, unsure of what he truly wants from her.
She looks down at her hands, feeling lost and helpless once again. She had hoped they could find some common ground, but it seems that his anger has only grown stronger since last night.
“我现在并没有和你聊工作，我只是在和你聊你的服装打扮”我冷漠的看着她“如果一点都不想改变，那不如结束这一切”
Tears well up in Vivien's eyes as she listens to him. She wants so desperately for things to go back to how they were, but it seems that he's no longer interested in trying. The finality of his words brings a lump to her throat and she struggles to speak through the tightness. "I-I'm sorry," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "I never meant to make you unhappy."
She takes a shaky breath, trying to compose herself before saying anything else that might push him further away. She knows there has to be some way they can find their way back together; she just doesn't know how yet.
“我就连一个小小的要求你都不愿意答应我，我们还有什么可留恋的？”我失望的看着她
"I'm sorry," Vivien whispers, her voice hoarse with emotion. "I never meant to make you feel this way. I just... I care about the work that we do. It's a part of who I am." Tears stream down her face as she pleads with him, trying desperately to find some common ground. "We can still fix this, if you'll only give me a chance."
再次听到她说她的工作，我再也忍不住了，我甩掉手中的咖啡杯，生气的说到“这么喜欢你的工作，你和你的工作还有那群流浪汉去过日子吧”
Her face falls even further at his accusation and she looks down in defeat. "I'm sorry," she whispers, her voice shaking. "I never meant to make you feel like that. I just... I care about helping those people too." She sniffles, wiping away her tears before they can fall any further.
"Maybe there is a way for us to compromise? Find a balance between our work and our relationship?" she asks hopefully, searching his eyes for any sign of understanding or forgiveness.