Chapter 7 Morning On this night, I slept soundly, and I hoped that he would come and steal me, or rob me, and I would not resist in the slightest. At night, I had a very romantic and beautiful dream, I dreamed that I went up the mountain to collect medicine like I lived in my grandmother's small mountain village a few years ago, I bowed my head and walked through the wild woods, at this time Zhou met him wearing this dress, standing by the river, standing by the weeds, standing opposite me, stretching out his right hand to call me: "If you like me, follow me, I will take you to my hometown Jiangnan Water Town, where it is more beautiful than this." ”

I reached out to touch his hand, and when I woke up, I turned over, and I almost fell out of bed, and when I opened my eyes, it was dawn, and I turned over and looked north, and the street lights had not been extinguished. What about the situation? Did he wake up? The door to my bedroom wasn't closed, and I got dressed and went to see him in my slippers, and he was still lying on the couch, and I could hear how even his breathing was.

So I stopped sleeping and waited for the morning to come, but I knew that when he woke up in the morning, he would be gone, and then I would have to sit in front of the computer and listen to music all morning. I was expecting him to wake up, so that I could see his joyful face again, but I was afraid that he would wake up and leave me with a tight leash, and my heart had never been so conflicted.

When he woke up in the morning light, he took the belt to the dresser to freshen up and dress up, so I got up and stood in front of the mirror to look in the mirror, and when he was done, I continued to wash. Then I opened the window of the living room, closed the curtain, and in an instant, a fresh breath rushed into the living room, and I seemed to feel a little cold. "I'm going back." He said as he walked towards the door. What the? Is he really leaving? I'm so sad. "Eat breakfast right here, I'll make it for you." I begged to keep him. "No, I'm going home, my daughter-in-law probably has already started to get up, I'm going back to our house for dinner."

"Can't you just stay a little longer and spend more time with me?" Tears began to glisten to the corners of my eyes again, but he couldn't necessarily see them. "Happy writing, goodbye." He pulled the handle on the living room door, and at that moment, the door opened, and he was ready to leave.

I hurriedly chased after him, however, he walked so fast, the moment I chased to the door, the security door "slammed" shut, and he walked away without looking back. "I think, I think, I want to be a family with you." I shouted at the door in the living room. I just don't know if he can hear it, maybe he doesn't hear it at all, maybe he hears it, but he pretends to ignore it.

Then, all morning, I was in the living room, hard at the computer, and I remembered the last words he left me: "Happy writing." "I turned on Qianqian Jing and listened to it, and kept playing the music, "Is It Good to Be My Wife". The lyrics seem to have been written for me.