Marriage is like a besieged city. The people who lived outside the city tried desperately to get in and look at the romantic and stately castle in the city.

And the people who lived in the city were tired of the boring, routine life of the city, and were eager to go beyond the precarious wall and escape to the remote suburbs......

Some people say that love and marriage are two different things, marriage has a city, but love is not. How many people can really love each other?

Those who have vowed, romantic sweet love finally does not give such a marriage to do the wedding dress? Don't all become the same as marriage, does that want to escape?

You said, I told his love not to marry that step, the city is not built, how come out of the wall?

Even if one day we really love each other and come to that point, marriage gives me more security, so that I can be brave enough to defend the love I get now.

However, it is the easiest mistake for everyone in love. He thinks that he loves me and will treat our feelings wholeheartedly.

But when love comes to a certain stage, betrayal comes along, and you never know when it's going to happen to you.

A couple of years ago, a friend who had been married for two years called me and said, "we obviously love each other, but lately I've always felt strange to him. He seems to have lost all his attention to me.".

I asked him if he does not love me, he always put me off for me in two words or three, also more and more cold, I don't know how to maintain our feelings, so we both go farther and farther, gradually became the most familiar stranger.

The more you love each other, the easier it is to betray each other. When you fall in love with him, it is possible to lose him at that moment.

Love is not the product of marriage, it was born from the moment that two people fell in love.

So love siege is more terrible than marriage, but everyone will be silly and do their best to protect their hard work and marriage, and love all the way.

Even if the person who tried to escape from the wall was broken, it seemed to be taken for granted that it was the fate of every love...