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a cruel misunderstanding, confusion of the happy feet. When the fate of the deadlock was finally opened with a consideration, it will be too late to take her mother to come home
spend their remaining years, only to depart from our original intention.
married two years later, President to discuss with me to pick her mother from the countryside to spend their remaining years. Mr. father died very young, he is the only sustenance her mother, her mother raised him grow up a man, for he finished college. \
I said yes again and again, immediately to her mother to pack out a room with a balcony to the south, to the sun, the raising of flowers or something. Mr.
sunny room stood, did not say a word, but held up in my room, turning in circles, when I begged a threatening manner, said: \\When my husband and I had a dispute but refused to yield, the President took me up and staggered over his head, until I was scared for mercy. This happiness makes me obsessed with horror.
mother temporarily get rid of the habit in the country. I used to buy a bouquet of flowers placed in the living room, her mother could not bear it later: \Can not eat! \\\Sometimes, I see something to buy packages of home, she asked how much money that much of this money, I - honestly answer, her mouth to suck more rings. Mr. twisted my nose, said: \\
mother could not understand my husband get up and do the best breakfast. In her view, the big man to his wife cooking, how can the truth?
breakfast table, my mother's face, often overcast, I do not see installed. Confused mother put chopsticks jingling chaos ring, which she silent protest. I do dance teacher in the Children's Palace, has been tired, jumping around,
ecco shoes, the morning warm blanket, and I do not want to throw away the enjoyment of this unique, so dumb I am my mother's protests.
mother even music to help me do some household chores, she made me even more busy. For example,
ecco shoes sale, she collected all the garbage bags that had enough to sell waste plastics, etc., and made of waste plastic bags at home everywhere; she is not willing to wash the dishes with detergent, in order not to hurt her self-esteem, I had to secretly re- Wash again.
time, I was washing dishes at night secretly saw her mother, her \Mr. dilemma, and afterwards, sir not talk to me one night, I like a baby, shamelessly, he does not for me. I fire, and asked him: \\\Those days, sir fare well, do not know who first funny good fun.
mother to prevent his son for breakfast, breakfast burn hesitate to take the \Mr grandmother looked happy
eat, look at me with eyes I did not do to condemn the wife's responsibility. To avoid embarrassment, I had to buy a bag of milk on the way to work pass themselves.
sleep, sir, a little angrily asked me: \\Finally, Mr. sigh: \\
that morning, I burned the rice, drinking her mother, a sudden burst of nausea, stomach rushing out everything running, I let them desperately pressed forward up the Bay, but still did not hold him down, I threw Under the bowl and rushed into the bathroom, need something splinters.
laid down flat when I gasped when mixed with the native dialect see her mother's complaints and cries of anger, Mr standing in the bathroom door and looked at me, I dry the mouth Zhang speechless, I really do not mean . My husband and I started the first bitter quarrel first stare upon our mother, then got up and hobbled out to the. Mr. bitterly look at me, her mother went downstairs to recover.
accident usher a new life, but suddenly ruined the lives of her mother three days
, sir did not go home, and even phone calls. I was upright, since the mother to think about, I have wronged myself enough, but also how do I like?
somehow, I always wanted to vomiting, no appetite to eat anything, plus a mess of the family, and I feel bad to the extreme. Later, or the colleague said: \\I understand why I suddenly vomiting that morning, sandwiched a trace of happiness Resentment: President and as a mother of someone who, how come they did not think this it?
at the hospital door, I saw, sir. Seen just three days, he withered a lot. I wanted to turn away, but his appearance made me feel bad, do not hold back, I called him. follow the voice of Mr.
see it seems that I do not know, the eyes can not hide a hint of disgust, they are cold to hurt me.
I tell myself not to watch him to see him say no, hand stopped a taxi. At that time, I want to Mr. Xiang shouted: \\I hope that's not possible. In the taxi, my tears was slow to fall. Why let a quarrel
love bad to such an extent? After returning home, I lay in bed like, would like his eyes full of disgust. I hold the quilt corner crying.
night, the family has turned the voice of the drawer. Turn on the light, I saw Mr. tearful face. He is money. I looked at him coldly, quietly. He felt invisible to me, holding a passbook and money left in a hurry. Mr. may be going
completely left me. What sensible man, love and money, so clearly share. I sneer a few tears,
ecco mens shoes, \
next day, I did not go to work. Want to completely clean up your own mind, looking for a good talk time, Mr.. Mr.
to find the company, the secretary looked at me strange, said: \\
flew to the hospital, Mr. find when her mother was gone. Mr.
has never look at me, his face rigid. I looked at her mother skinny pale face, and tears could not stop: My goodness! How could this be?
until the burial of the mother, sir, and I did not say a word, or even look at me with a deep aversion to both.
on the accident, I learned from others around the mouth, stumbled after her mother went out to go to the station, she wanted to go home, sir, the faster it goes the more after her, across the street, a bus head-on collision over ... ... I finally understand the disgust of Mr., that morning if I did not vomit, if we do not quarrel, if ... ... in his heart, I am a sinner indirectly killed his mother. Mr.
moved into her mother's silent room, per night are full of sound back to alcohol. I have been guilt and poor self-esteem was overwhelmed, just want him to explain, he said that we wanted to have children soon, but looking at his cold eyes and took all the words are swallowed back. I prefer to hit me, Mr. or curse me out for a meal, although all accidents are not my intent.
choking the life one day at a repetition down, sir, more and more time to go home late. We stalemate with strangers than even embarrassment. I tied the knot of his heart.
time I pass by a restaurant, through the transparent windows, I saw a young girl, Mr. and sat face to face, he gently Longle Long hair for girls, I understood everything.
first stay, and then I entered the restaurant, standing in front of Mr, and gazed at him, eyes do not tear. I do not want to say, have nothing to say.
girls look at me, look at my husband, to stand up wants to go, my husband hold her hand, and then doing the same, never show weakness at me.
I can only hear his heart beat slow, what about the near death beating like a pale edge.
lost is me, and if we stand down, I'll stomach down with their children.
that night, sir, did not come home, he lets me know this way: With my mother's death, our love is dead.
he never came back. Sometimes, I returned and saw the wardrobe too passive - he came back to take some of my things.
I do not want to call him, still trying to explain to him the original idea of something, everything is completely lost.
me a life, a person to the hospital for physical examination, often saw a man leaning on his wife to do careful physical examination, my heart will not look broken. Colleagues advised me to knock down the vaguely right, I must say vertical, I made crazy to give birth to the child, can be considered compensation for the death of her mother it.
I returned from work, sir, sitting in the living room, the room full of smoke, coffee table arrayed with a piece of paper. No need to look at, I know what the contents of the above. Not at home more than two months, Mr., I gradually learned to calm. I looked at him, took off his hat, said: \\
my coat buttons while in the solution side of said to myself: \
hang coat, sir, in my eyes have died STARE belly bulge. I smiled, walked over and dragged over the paper, without even looking, sign their names onto him.
\\I can not control the eyes, tears, \I said: \\Slowly, Mr. lying to me, tears penetrate the quilt. In my mind, a lot of things have been for a long time, much to run even if I fail to get the force. Mr.
not remember how many times told me \life, I can not forget.
we draw the heart in each other deep scars. My, is unintentional; him, is deliberate.
look forward to bury the hatchet, but the past has not again!
addition to the children think of belly warm when the heart is, while the President, my heart cold frost,
ecco outlet, do not eat anything he bought, not any of his gift, do not talk to him. Starting from the signature piece of paper, marriage and love in my heart all die. Mr.
sometimes try to back bedroom, he came to, I went to the living room, sir, back to her mother's room had to sleep.
night, sometimes from the President's room came a slight groan, and I said nothing. It was his habit of playing tricks, as long as I ignore him before, he would pretend to be sick, I would obediently surrender his concern for how, and he grabbed me laugh. He forgot, then I would feel bad because there is love, now what have we? Mr.
moaning intermittently until the child was born. His children almost every day to buy things, baby supplies, children's products, and a favorite book, a bag, reach his room filled. I know he is such a way that touched me, and I have been impressed. He had to shut in a room with a computer \
not turn a night in spring, severe abdominal pain so I shouted, stormed to a stride, Mr., if he did not even undress to sleep, as is waiting for this moment to arrive. Mr.
take up I ran downstairs, hailed all the way tight grip with my hand, kept giving me wipe the sweat from forehead. To the hospital, obstetrics I go running on her own. Lying on the back of his skinny and warm, a thought suddenly entered the study in: this life, and who will love me like him? Mr.
escorted the delivery room door, watching me in, nice and warm eyes, I endured the pain of his smile.
out from the delivery room, sir, and son looked at me, eyes wet smile smile ah ah's. I touched his hand. President looked at me, smiled, and then, slow and tired down to limp. I shouted his name ... the pain, Mr. ... laughing, did not open my tired eyes ... ...
I thought would never shed a tear for the President, the fact is that never had such intense pain tore my body.
doctor said that my husband's liver cancer is discovered late, can persist for so long that he is an absolute miracle. When I asked the doctor find? The doctor said five months ago, and then comforted me: \\President of the liver had been found in the five months ago, his groaning was real, I actually thought ... ... the 20 million words on the computer, is the son of Mr. message addressed to:
children, for you, I have been adhering to, so look at you down again, is my biggest wish ... ... I know that your life will be a lot of fun or frustration, and if I can accompany you through this growth process, which is how happy, but Dad do not have this chance. Dad on the computer, you may encounter problems in life to write down, so when you encounter these problems, you can refer to my father's advice ... ...
... ... children, finished the 20 million words, I feel like to accompany you through the whole process of growth. Really, my father very happy. To love your mother, she was very hard, is the person who loves you, and also my favorite people ... ...
son to the kindergarten to primary school, secondary school,
ecco shoes clearance, college, work and other aspects of love, unavoidably both wrote about. I wrote to Mr.
:
Honey, you married the greatest happiness of my life, forgive me hurt you, forgive me for hiding the illness, because I want you to have a good mood awaiting the birth ... ... Honey, if you cry, that you have to forgive me, I laughed, thank you love me ... ... these gifts, I am afraid there is no chance to give their children, the trouble you for a year I sent him several gifts, packaging gifts are written on the box the date ... ...
back to the hospital, sir, is still in a coma. I hold my son back, on his side, I said: \smiled. Son nestling in his arms, dancing with their little pink hands. I \How difficult to write!
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