Someday 2013-9-2810:14

One day, I can come to you with confidence, and you will see a high-spirited me, not as ordinary as I am now. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoWe will have dinner in an ambiguous atmosphere, and when I go to see you, I find that you are also looking at me, and under the candlelight is your warm eyes, and one glance can make me happy for a day. After dinner, I can take you home, or even walk hand in hand, chatting about some light-hearted jokes, bustling passers-by walking by, the night breeze gently blowing your hair, and then I reach out to help you get it right. When you are about to get to your door, you will bite your pink lip and say let's go shopping again, and I gladly agreed. When it's late at night and you have to go home, you'll suddenly stand on tiptoe and kiss me, and then rush to the house like a fawn, and your back will be lovely. When I am under the street lamp in front of your house, I will only leave when I see your room lit up and your shadow on the curtains.

One day, when you are sick, I will be by your side to take care of you. You're lying on the bed with a pale face, but you're still so pretty, I'll sit on the edge of your bed, pick you up, feed you the medicine, maybe you'll wrinkle your little nose and say it's hard to eat, but after I've coaxed you a few times, you'll still take small sips. I look at your long eyelashes, one by one, how cute, when you want to sleep after drinking the medicine, you will hold my hand tightly, so that you can sleep peacefully. Maybe you have a nightmare, your brow is furrowed, when I lean over and kiss it, your brow will be relaxed, when you open your eyes, you will find that I am beside you, it may be the sunset, the golden afterglow slanted in from the window, we are all golden, and the smile will be warmer. I will cherish this opportunity, so many boys want to take care of you, but only me.

One day, you will sit quietly or mischievously next to me, and while I am concentrating on writing a novel, you will suddenly pinch my waist, just not to put me at ease, I will turn my head and look at you helplessly, no matter how much temper, looking at your innocent eyes will melt. I'll touch your head, and then continue to write, and you'll be quiet for a while, watching me write a book, and then say very domineeringly, you don't like that heroine, and you want me to change it, I can't resist you, just change the manuscript and write it again, but you'll be very distressed and say you're just joking. When you are no longer making a fuss, perhaps you are already asleep, lying in my arms and falling asleep, I will type carefully, lest I disturb you. Maybe in a flash of inspiration, I'll put you in a novel, and when it's published, you'll hold it in your hand and you'll see your name and laugh happily.

One day, I will go to bed on time, no longer stay up late, and if we are lucky, we may be able to see the stars outside the window, and the starlight of hundreds of millions of years ago has crossed countless distances to reach our eyes. We will cuddle and sleep, your fragrance lingers on the tip of the nose, it smells very good, your body will be soft and comfortable to hold. My insomnia will heal and I will sleep soundly. When I get up, I don't get up until noon as I used to, but we wake up at six or seven o'clock in the morning, when the beautiful morning light has just risen, and the sun is not dazzling, but very soft and slanting on the grass outside the window, and the dew is shining, and then I get up and prepare breakfast. Of course, I hope that you are the one who prepares the breakfast, and that you will bring it to me when you make it, an egg and a glass of milk, without melamine.

We always like to say that one day, it seems like there will really be that day, but no matter what, just thinking about that day, I can endure every day now.

Let me say it again, one day, I won't say again one day, because that day has been achieved.

Huang Huayi 2013.9.28 morning