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Love, sometimes is a word.
adam101 发表于 2012/4/25 16:32:00

Because of my job, my wife and I separation, she was in the Middle East I in the west custom new era caps , for a long time have no home, today is weekend, in the morning, I packed simple things, on the home of the distance.

The train arrived at 11 stand, right now the time from work from his wife have an hour, I walked out of the station, stroll came to the department store building, wanted to give his wife to buy a dress, I give his wife a telephone, his wife complains that I why didn't call, and said a moment to pick me up, I'm standing in the department store door, looking at the traffic go, wait for a wife, and for a moment the telephone rang, I take a telephone to look around, suddenly saw his wife is standing in the nearby on the steps, and, to my stare, wife or that vigorous, in black man in the appears such dignified, chest two regiments of the wife of the fully kam aura. We in the department store building around and not the right clothes can be bought, wife proposal to buy a MP 5, evening can in the bedding see video, sour sent lonely, we drove to the electronic market, left to pick the right choice, the wife phase a cool than the rubik's cube, paid, wife unexpectedly joy as a young boy, my heart felt a relief.

Out of the electronic mall, we come to the supermarket, wife offer evening eat cook ravioli, bought the meat, the face, we joke all the way, and return to the home, very not pleasing. In order to express love for his wife, I hurried kitchen, good stuff up for a husband and wife both cook ravioli, have never thought his wife to a sentence, your own bag, to the sitting room to see while bag, I packed my flower, say that finish his wife to the balcony to pick up her flower go to, I just a cool down the heat, ah, who let I owe his wife? While I read the wife bag on the balcony busy, see his wife out in, big basin small basin end into brought out, change basin, in soil, water cut, dry side edge du rang, oh, so many good ah, here am I pack my flower, the house and others to cook ravioli, dry and my wife edge over her bloom well, can't see how many of my enthusiasm, a short while daughter came back, they and the bag with me up wonton, her slender hand bag fast and well, so, I look at influence among wrapped wonton, that feeling is really great, probably this is called a sweet right, an hour past, wonton bag well, his wife flowers also finished up, that green is filled with the flowers in the sitting room, appear as is the vitality, the awaken of spring is abundant, right now it's already late.

So wonton, small home three men, one bowl custom new era fitteds  , the wife be afraid of me is not enough, and gave me a bowl of more, eat of my belly is founded, leave half, the after meal all ready for me on the sofa watching TV, gradually with the drowsiness, wife brought me a small bed quilt, covered in my body, sat by my side looked the TV. I'm in the company of his wife, slowly into the sweet dreams. Early in the morning, the day was light, his wife still in bed not, and I give her Fried egg, our house of XiaoLanMao is in their own little not up, have a meal is not the point. Packed pot cooking stove, my wife to fry the two eggs, at this time his wife has also get up the dress, I warm last night's wonton, drink up, at this time his wife with a clip good Fried eggs bread to the tip of my tongue, ah, good sweet, sweet, sweet I view is a little blurred, sweet I drop of tears.

Have a meal, the wife to drive me to go for a walk, drove out of town came to the field, see a vegetable ginger, into the ground carrots, wife of the play is not also said, time really fast ah, arrived again I the return of time, then rain, I should have do the train back, but his wife to I sat car to return, to the bus station, his wife, standing in the rain open the trunk tidy my luggage, just let me get off, but didn't wait I stop, and his wife was driving away.

Into the station, I bought the tickets on the car, to look for the seat, I began to finish up my this day, the driver started the car, at this time his wife suddenly had called, ask me car didn't drive, I said soon open, his wife said that a bit of a loss, I asked why, the wife say out is two people, back when became a person. At this moment, I just feel, wife let me do car is in order to let me leave her footsteps slowly, his wife before I left pit stop, is afraid of shedding crocodile eye flow, the wife take is the love to depend on performance.

Actually, love, sometimes is a word.


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