Tong fingers are warm, and dry lips and the cool earth, like the summer of herbal tea, bitter, thick, cold-blooded, paused, unable to stop, I do not know when, I fall, being addicted to them.
Tong Jian Hui in the midnight streets I, air-cooled March street, fingers flickering smoke into my face blurred photocopy. Pale face, big eyes empty godless. The stand wearing an elegant heels, did not disclose a long loose waves, not throwing in the corner of the eye brow at the crushing of the powder.
Tong stood before me, who held my hand. The boyish face, not robust body type, pitch-black eyebrows, small eyes.
can not find a trace of the shadow of a man I admire. Snicker even at this time to consider their own this issue.
I do not know constantly keep looking for what is to abandon what I like the color of colorful fish swim from one direction to another direction, endless. I do not know, or dark or bright all the way to bring their own landscape of what what is left to their own,
or I know, I'm just tired, too lazy to think about.
with him into his home, house full of mess, to tell their own capital is now not critical, quiet sitting in a strange bed and watched him as a strange woman running around tending to.
leisure and play with their fingers down boring, I'm not a very frail woman, but a double boneless hand, feels light soft cotton slip, excellent maintenance.
Liu embroidering often behind me said, Xiao, since you want to judge you love your husband, if you look at how he treats these hands, if he is willing to let your hands out of this kitchen, smoky , then he certainly does not love you,
but my logic is not the same as her, I just want to find a willing to give up to make themselves a pair of delicate hand man, cooking and cleaning for him some tea delivery of water, Shihou his life.
so I've been looking for, has been floating around, from here to there, I do not know where the finish line.
I once had a willing to give up everything for him and even housewives, men willing to be a lifetime, but he rejected me for him the kitchen, because he could not bear that my hands do not want to I will change the cooking housekeeping PO.
may all doomed.
from their own thoughts in a mess drag myself back to reality, drinking just met a man less than an hour to cook the porridge,
I looked up, said Tong, are you afraid of me a liar?
Tong shook his head and said you are not. I smile and naive, a liar will not face lettering.
Tong said, do not have any worries, see you very haggard, it should be tired, sleep. This room this evening is for you.
watched him carefully tucking me, turn off the lights, get out of this is his room.
Yes, I am tired, really tired,
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wake up, see Tong sitting at a computer desk, I whispered thirsty. He hastily went out, a moment to mention the bottles of juice and some snacks back.
looked at him the hot juice poured into a cup, and then told me not too hot. Slightly touched my heart thrown away long ago.
owed to someone else I'm not a good woman, because I was afraid I could not pay, then an excuse to sleep at night with the blackout of the Tong of the bed.
Sometimes, the past will always come. Smile that he was reduced to repay the debt of gratitude by the body. Perhaps this little humble to the left.
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