He lingered at the door for a long time. He heard her talking to the children in the room. He heard the room quiet.
I want to smoke, and the cigarette is wet. He can’t light the fire, and it’s getting colder and colder. Suddenly, he doesn’t just raise his hand at her door and knock on the door.
After knocking at the door, he told himself that he couldn’t go back. Since he came, he must go in.
When she knocked on the door, he saw her, her eyes were shocked and her hair was shorter.
He felt that something had been taken away from him.
He walked in the door as if nothing had happened, and then made one excessive request after another.
He knew that she would allow him because she loved him.
But now …
She begged him not to do this to her again. Teng Yun raised her hand and hooked the back of her head and held her tightly.
Who should he ask?
What should he do with this list of things?
He can’t complain that complaining will make people fall behind, but he is unwilling. He wants to vent. He wants to be with her. He wants to be with her day and night.
He can’t just let go.
In those days when he had nothing against himself, he was so indifferent and persistent, but on such a night, when listening to her say that her daughter was ill, her first thought was to call him, and his heart was so painful that it was almost torn.
"Tell me more, will you?"
"What?"
"Like what to cut your hair short again?"
Because of that, it seems that she is not gentle.
Sometimes she feels like a stubborn child. She doesn’t even know herself, as if it wouldn’t hurt, but …
Everyone else changed her face and started all over again, but in the middle of the night, she was sad and wept silently because she could no longer touch her soft long hair.
"shorter will be easier to take care of"
"Is that so?"
"hmm!"
"Not because of me?"
After a long silence, she said no when she silently dried her tears.
So they went on chatting.
"How can Teng Ai suddenly have a fever?"
"I don’t know. When I saw her face flushed that day, I felt something was wrong. I took her temperature at 30 degrees nine, gave her some particles and then cooled her down physically."
"You still don’t like to let her go to the hospital."
"hmm!"
Actually, I don’t want people to go to the hospital and have someone important with me.
He stopped forcing her to get up from his arms, get up, sit on the bed and hold her knees bent.
He just lay there and watched quietly.
"Why are you wearing such complicated pajamas?" He asked again
"Trivial? Do you want me to wear a sling in front of two aunts? "
He smiled and she smiled.
"So it’s all me who wore it before?"
Her heart is not moving.
But I didn’t admit it
But it’s all gone, whether you admit it or not
"tenderness"
"Huh?"
"Stop cutting your hair."
……
There was another great silence.
The room was very dark, and it was very dark and quiet with the curtains drawn.
She listened to him breathing for a long time. They haven’t talked so quietly for a long time.
Or where you can’t see each other’s face?
Maybe it was intentional at the moment he turned on the light?
It’s more difficult to argue when you can’t see each other.
He gently holds her wrist and her arm is as soft as a bone, and slowly puts her eyes down to see his eyes in the dark.
The dark eagle’s eyes were calm and sad.
But I can’t really see it. This may be the result he wants.
"Go when the rain stops."
"What if it doesn’t stop?"
"How is that possible?"
"If it stays, I will stay?"
"I am your ex-wife!"
"I don’t have another wife."
Gentle …
"Otherwise people will misunderstand."