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男朋友不懂浪漫，但是我喜歡，怎麽辦

我想問一下大家，我和我現在這個男朋友高中在一起的一直到大學，今年是第四年，感覺我和他除了吵架就是吵架，但是又分不了的那種，和他在一起好像並不是很快樂，我們很大一部分都在手機上面吵架，但現實中還好。

回想起四年，不是在吵就是在吵架的路上，他和我同年，思想比我成熟，能想到很多事情，也會把很多事情想得很複雜，有點大男子主義，現實主義，我就比較幼稚，這也是我和他經常吵架的原因，性格各部分都不一樣以及價值觀那些，感覺這四年一直在磨合，最開始我們吵架他會讓著我，可到現在我們誰也不讓著誰，最開始他還會過我講道理，現在都懶得過我說這些，只要吵架他都回複我的什麽“嗯”“好的”“就這樣”“不想說了”…..

弄得我都不知道該怎麽辦，最近不知道什麽時候開始，我有點抗拒他，他說要來找我玩，我第一時間的反應是不想讓他來，不想和他去玩，現實和他在一起，我也不想說話，甚至他牽我手我都不想，我感覺我一點也不快樂和他一起，我是喜歡浪漫的人，但是他偏偏不喜歡這些東西，所以有時我真的很羨慕其他人，但是他什麽都不懂，什麽都要我去說，感覺我很物質。剛剛才和他吵完，因爲我爲了給他買生日禮物，這個月過得很節省，他說我是在做自我感動的事，說希望我清醒一點，爲了談戀愛這樣不值，讓我保障好自己的生活。

我知道他說的沒有錯，但是我聽到這些話後生氣了，因爲我覺得我做的這些在他眼裏很廉價的感覺。之前我一直很想要一束花，他一直沒有給我買，趁著這次吵架我問他爲什麽，他說讓我成熟一點買沒有買花又能怎麽樣，說花不是必需品，就算是我提醒的情況下，他也沒有主動給我買過花。

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