Friday, July 1, 2011

But all this lucky not to be found

After getting married, she has been to make him eat: onion, shredded onion Onions and simmer for fish, mushrooms, onion soup, onion egg silk box...... Because she first went to his house, his mother pulled her hand, kindly tell her-- although he never picky about food, but from the favorite is the Onions.

She is the librarian, have enough time to expend idea to do a sweet strong onion dishes, but he always light. His widowed mother for nearly 20 years, he crazy love women mother don't like, to her choice rather than love, than it is to be done the filial piety.

She did not seem to notice, lily what as quietly go home, his mother also take care of the details and thoughtful. In the fourth year of marriage, they had a cunningly lovely daughter.

The day of smooth one every day as to the past, often again harassment is blunt. At the beginning of the bleeding heart also a cry day and the scab, just that the scar also faintly in the sometimes midnight wakes, are there to jump ambition.

That day he went to Beijing open XueShuHui, and first love jade meet, die of love, like sparks calcium carbide as waking up. Embracing the Great Wall, the imperial palace, young hold hand the passion of the pair of light again no longer young people took notice.

Jade maintain so that grace, and more than green young, a pair of finger like YuCong feng smooth and delicate. In the fragrant hills feet he bought her when she loves to eat roast sweet potato. She JiaoChen to let him to peel it off by feeding her lips, because her hand afraid of iron. Seven days soon after, he went home, remember her delicate and charming smile, remember the qiao like she like silver spoon drink coffee, remember she like to eat a he never eat dessert tiramisu.

Mother has departed, he don't want to be misused his yourself, every year he or in the name of tolerance to a meeting to go to Beijing. Wife unit organization tourism, he also make even small jade came to her home. His cell phone also once full of hot, hot sweet words even their photo was he left in the take off the coat pocket, for more than a week... But all this lucky not to be found.

The ground up the wife suddenly was found to have ovarian cancer, is already late. In the hospitals, the daughter to school need to care for meals, piles of clothes need to be cleaned, home a mess worse. That he was at home when the menu, ferreting in the drawer found a buckles hard shell book. You open it, to have a few XuanGong root of hair. His wife has always been to ear hair, since after marriage. Curious, he read, the original this is he and jade lingering left, and those who are pictures, his wife always know, because never let his dirty clothes for the night. He cheated on his wife, wife of all heart like mirror, but not so. Almost each page on it were written so a word: believe he was in love with me. Several big exclamation point is behind.

His heart was a glistening empty ground go to hospital, hold the hand of coarse grinding wife, ask her to what. The wife say with smile, what can you do dishes, to buy me a duck blood meal some soup. Every day she finished his love to eat the onion, ironed his second day wear shirts, waiting at home, he DuoNian 20, but he never know raised in the south of her love to eat duck blood meal of soup.

His wife left, he fell as soul standing in the kitchen for yourself a shredded onion. He follow her charged the Onions in the water and then peel it off, eyes or pieces of the hot straight tears. When he's ready to cut into filaments tto eye has cannot open, drifting tears. He never know that the aromatic onion soup, the process of making so difficult to bitter. Seven thousand DuoGe days, she is so endure for yourself a spicy onion, shredded just because he was like to eat.

And jade those maintain so that the hand of the ZhuYuanYuRun, only willing to eat western food shop with a spoon a tiramisu. When the mother is how to DongReGuanHuo a wife can give his peace and happiness. In the evening, a standing on the ninth floor of the man in the kitchen with a disc onion tears stunned, he finally know true love is like an onion: a piece of a stripped down, there is always a can make you was in tears......

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