Over the years, because I loved her, Anna had been trampling on my feelings with impunity. Now she gave in, not because she really thought that she was wrong, but because after a while, her mother would have surgery, and the doctor in charge of the surgery was my old classmate.
Every time we quarreled before, I was always the one who gave in. Anna never felt that she was wrong. I cherished the relationship more than she did, and I was really afraid of losing her. So whenever we quarreled before, I would send gifts and make delicious food to seek forgiveness.
But it would often take many days before Anna would give me a smile.
Gradually, she seemed to be accustomed to my lowliness, so that every time, she waited for me to give in.
And I loved her by magic so much that I lost myself and my soul.
Now, I realized that I couldn't get love of her by giving in all the time, so I might as well let go.
In response to Anna's invitation, I just replied indifferently, "Ok." Then I went to take a shower.