My New Marriage Defense

Having witnessed too many broken marriages, I can't help but feel panicked.
An ordinary woman like myself has a tall, handsome husband, a lovely son, and a blissful marriage.
I don't want to lose it.
The biggest culprit in marital failure is succumbing to time without realizing it. —With the erosion of time, the initial beauty fades, and the initial passion vanishes.
At this time, all the trivial and intricate troubles of life become particularly sharp and menacing, constantly wearing down and dismantling the walls of the marriage fortress built by love and passion.
I love my husband deeply. In the quiet of the night, I nestle in his arms like a little daughter, sweetly calling him brother or dad.
And he loves and cherishes me like a brother and a father.
If I lost him, I don't know how terrified I would be.
Time is the killer of love. If one is rational and doesn't deceive oneself, one should know how to save one's marriage and rediscover the initial passion.
In modern society, I see too many couples living separate lives, a "live and let live" marriage model, and stubborn as I am, I cannot agree with it.
Marriage is not just a piece of paper; it's also a communication and tacit understanding between two people, body and soul. If each goes their own way, over time, given some reason, they will inevitably drift apart and go their separate ways.
My husband and I enjoy discussing philosophical topics and exploring the broader meaning of life. It might seem a bit sentimental, but I like it (it seems few women aren't sentimental, haha).
If other women are blinding my husband with their allure, then why shouldn't I, as a woman, make myself more alluring to attract his heart?
This is my initial understanding of multi-person relationships.
And allure comes from within, not from coquetry. Besides diligently fulfilling my work duties, I continuously improve myself: reading, writing, practicing calligraphy, and planning to learn the guqin (a traditional Chinese stringed instrument).
My husband also constantly buys me sexy lingerie.
But even this isn't enough.
As our child grows, my husband and I become so intimately familiar with each other that we're like one person. His touch no longer makes me tremble; every part of his body feels like a part of my own.
I'm frustrated. I think my husband feels the same way, but he's just not good at expressing it, or perhaps he's kind enough not to.
If things continue like this, the outcome is predictable
—seeking passion, cheating… If it weren't for him, I can't guarantee it wouldn't be me.
Everything takes time to understand—like most people, I have a respectable job, good character, and normal sexual orientation and values. What I want is to protect my marriage like Li Mei in "Marriage Defense," because of responsibility, because of love.
By chance, at the beginning of the year, we came across this kind of thing. From initial incomprehension, disgust, and surprise, I've now tried it.
Whenever something new and interesting happens, I always like to think about the consequences. What will it bring? My husband and I discussed this late into the night, and finally, we both concluded that only couples who trust and deeply love each other dare to try this kind of game.
And how could such a couple not go the distance?
I remember that late night, I said to my husband with worry, "I'm older than you, and I'll age faster than you. When I'm old, will you leave me behind and play alone?" My husband said tenderly, "Wife, don't worry, your husband will always be by your side. We'll play together, and when we're old, we'll support each other watching the sunset and the sea!"
So, my husband took charge of choosing, and I only made one final decision to see if we clicked. During this process, I paid more attention to cultivating my inner and outer beauty, refining my charm in every gesture. My husband became even more considerate and caring, always telling me in my ear, "Wife, I love you, you're the best!"
The first threesome was probably a failure. Suddenly facing a strange man in a foreign place, I grabbed my husband's hand and wouldn't let go. Helpless, my husband could only apologize to the man. Later, I learned that many people's first time like this wasn't pleasant. Because of the unfamiliarity, because of the nervousness.
This time, in a coffee shop, facing two seemingly normal, even outstanding men, I was still so nervous that I almost bit my finger until it bled (how embarrassing).
But after communicating with them, everything was resolved.
After that, when I faced my husband again, I was incredibly shy, as if I had returned to the beautiful moments of our first meeting.
This was something neither of us had anticipated.
My dearest husband, I love you, and I want to walk with you forever, until the end of time, until we enter that most beautiful fairytale.

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