The Noble Do Not Bow Their Heads

"Are you sure you didn't kill them, rather than getting drunk and forgetting?" Field asked.

Andy shook his head and said with absolute certainty, "Absolutely not. I was sober when I left."

"Do you still love your wife?"

Andy fell silent. Looking somewhat sorrowful, he lowered his head and stared at the tabletop for a long time.

"Maybe I still love her. After all, we loved each other deeply back then, which was why we entered marriage together. But later, work took up too much of my time. I thought it was enough to satisfy her demands with money, and I didn't spend enough time with her. Because she was lonely, she often went out to have fun, and then that baseball coach seduced her, so..."

"But I had to support the family and make money. I didn't have much time to care about her feelings. Yet she never showed concern for how hard I worked. Instead, she went out and had even more fun, blaming everything on me. I wanted someone who cared about me too."

"Maybe marriage is just like that."

Field shrugged. He did not know what he ought to say either.

A long marriage was about endurance. You thought you were putting up with someone else, but perhaps they were putting up with you too.

The divorce rate in the United States was as high as 50%, and China was approaching that figure as well. In major cities like Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou, and Shenzhen, it was said to be around 30%. This ratio referred to the number of marriages and divorces in a given year, not a proportion of the entire population.

People expected more and more from marriage, while their tolerance for mistakes grew lower and lower. Neither side wanted to give more, yet both