L's Diary:

On the night of January 15, 2016, the rain and snow were dripping non-stop, and my heart and nose were so sore. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This year's winter seemed to be particularly cold, and I wrapped my coat tightly and shivered in the cold wind.

minus 8 degrees, in my memory, S City didn't seem to be so cold in the past ten years, I pulled the collar of my coat upwards, tied the knot of the woolen scarf around my neck a little harder, and felt a slight suffocating sensation coming from my neck.

"Alas! … After only half a year, ...... "I thought in frustration, "What will I do in the future?" "Sadness and helplessness came over me all at once, and I almost cried. However, I think I should be a little stronger today, my eyes are red and I don't look good. So I held back the tears in my eyes, rubbed my sour nose with the scarf that covered my eyes, and continued to walk towards the place we had agreed upon.

At night, everything seems so hazy...... The sky was cold and sleet, and the wind and snow cut like knives across my bare skin outside my scarf. The streets were empty......

February 23, 2016 Sunny Today the weather is good, but the mood is still the same.

I haven't seen him for more than a month, and I don't have time to care where he is. The mother is getting more and more confused, and the son is also in need of someone to take care of her. Whew-I'm so tired! Really, it's so tiring to be alone.

Money... Alas! It's also an unsolvable problem, and I wish he could give me more, and it's a bit cheeky to think so, but I really don't have any other way.

Actually, I'm also at fault, and I really hope that everything will be okay when I wake up tomorrow morning.

Although my son is skinny now, he is still sensible and obedient. Especially to me, he is really a rare good boy. Thanks to him, I was able to survive this difficult day.

Y's Diary:

Tuesday, April 29, 2008 light rain at 5:20 a.m. at my house

Early in the morning, as soon as it was dawn, I woke up in a daze.

Due to my bad habits, I have been sleeping very lightly and dreamy. The moment I opened my eyes, the dream from last night was still in my mind, and it seemed that if I closed my eyes again, I could immediately return to my fantasy.

"Are you awake?"

The man who slept next to me asked softly, he was always sensitive to my movements. Even the slightest movement he could feel quickly. I've always been happy about that.

There was silence for a moment, and my vague head seemed to clear up a little, and I rolled over to face him and snorted softly as an answer.

"Get a little more sleep, you've been sleep-deprived all this time." He took my body and his tone was full of concern.

I didn't answer, just buried my head in his chest. I loved the faint smell of smoke and soap on him. He never uses men's perfume or shower gel, but is used to bathing with soap, and he also puts a piece of soap in his hand after washing, so he often has a faint fragrance on his body.

He gently soothed my soft back with his hand and whispered in my ear, "Sleep, I'll be with you." ”

"Hmm."

His warm body temperature was so comfortable that I wanted to sleep like this forever.

Before we know it, we are in light sleep again......

At 12:50 p.m., the rain stopped outside my house

"You're going to drive?"

He stood behind the car and questioned me, one hand on the trunk lid that had just been opened.

By the time the sun climbed above the sky, we had already woken up from our second sleep, dressed and ready to go out.

"No, you'd better drive it." I took the big bag and handed it to him and replied.

I only got my driver's license before the Chinese New Year this year, and I don't have confidence in myself at all.

"It's not good to not have confidence in yourself." He said to me with a smile.

He always knew what I was thinking, but was it because he was thoughtful? Or is it because he knows me too well? Maybe I'm too young to see through it. I thought to myself.

After watching him throw everything in the trunk and get in the driver's seat, I staggered into the car. To be honest, I've always had a bit of motion sickness, so I'm not a big fan of cars. I also went to learn to drive because I wanted to cure my motion sickness. I heard people say that if you learn to drive, you won't get motion sickness anymore. I wanted to see if it was true.

As soon as I got into the car, I leaned back on the soft and comfortable cushions in the passenger seat and immediately smelled the faint smell of gasoline in the car, which was the smell I hated the most. Every time I smell it, I feel dizzy. I quickly adjusted my sitting position and tried to lean back in my chair as comfortably as possible, so as not to wait for more uncomfortable.

He also knew that I would get motion sickness, so we didn't usually say anything while driving.

The car slowly drove forward, and I closed my eyes and began to fall asleep. I thought about the two of us from knowing each other and loving each other. To be honest, it's incredible that he and I have come to this point. I used to have no hope in love at all, I just wanted to wait and see. But ever since I met him, my heart has become unsettled, and I can't calm down anymore. We love each other with all our might, but we live with masks, trapped in a besieged city, and neither of us wants to get out.

I opened my eyes and looked out the window at the rapidly receding scenery, and my thoughts were filled with thoughts. By this time, the car had already driven onto the highway and soon arrived at our destination today, "that home". It was a place where no matter how scared or scared, you had to walk in with a smile on your face. But how I wish the car could go to the "white distance" that belongs to us.

Friday, May 2, 2008

Tomorrow is a weekend, and we don't have any very important work today, so we decided to go to our villa on the outskirts of the city for a sweet weekend for just two of us. It was a rare moment for both of us to agree a few days ago.

Usually we are very busy with work, and we don't have much time together, not to mention that he has a lot of family affairs to take care of. As a result, the few alone moments we have become even more precious.

For this rare vacation, I began to prepare carefully after making an appointment a few days ago. In order to make this weekend comfortable and satisfying, I not only prepared enough daily necessities, but also asked the cleaning company to clean the villa a day in advance. I also stuffed the fridge with his favorite foods.

We bought this villa in 2006 and the address is quite remote. At that time, I chose to buy it purely so that we could be alone more conveniently. I remember when he insisted on not letting me pay a penny and put my name in the title column, which embarrassed me in front of the salesman.

To avoid trouble, he and I decided not to tell anyone about the villa. As for why he insisted on writing only my name, I think it was because he always felt a little guilty about me. Actually, I don't really care about it myself.

It's a real anticipation tonight, it's been a long time since we've seen us like this. It would be nice to be together every day. Sometimes I really want to do it all over again, so I can be his wife, don't I?

Alas~ I'm such a hopeless fool.

He's going to pick me up soon, I'll have to hurry to the garage and wait for him, it's not good to be seen by those big-mouthed colleagues.

L's Diary:

On March 11, 2016, it rained non-stop in the sky, which was really annoying.

Mom has become weaker and weaker during this time, and she is almost semi-paralyzed. I can't drop anything, and I can't speak clearly. Lying in bed every day, I keep scolding, and I don't know what I'm scolding. My son cried when he saw his grandmother like this, so I always let him play downstairs to avoid getting him hurt. But what about myself? Even if I cry, my mother won't feel sorry for me like before. Really, my nose is so sour.

Now the most serious problem is the money, which is almost gone, and the medicine is almost gone, so we have to find a way quickly. It's up to me whether my mother can live a little longer.

It's useless to spend all the time on the Internet at night these days, and it's useless at all. I want to go out and find some part-time jobs during the day, but what about my mother? And what kind of work can I do now? Alas! I'm so useless.

My son didn't know how to do at school and hadn't asked him about his homework in a while. Maybe it's not just his homework, but being born in such a family is really enough for him. I just hope that my son will be hurt a little less.

And him, how are you doing? Is the work going well? Does that person love him? …… Alas! How can I know?

April 20, 2016 It rained, it rained, it rained, it rained, it was annoying.

It's finally time for the deadline, a month at most, so I'll give up...... No, no, how can I give up? Giving up means losing this home, and I can't afford to lose it...... Even if I trade my life, I will definitely protect it. It's not just home, it's memories, dignity, love. Without that, it's better to die.

April 21, 2016 Although it is cloudy today, it is said that tomorrow the Sun Guild will laugh.

There's a way! There's a way!! Great, I will always believe in him. Yes, forever! He said that the man was willing to help too, which was really nice.

Yesterday I was still in such a bad mood, and today it seems that there is no pressure left. He'll take care of everything, and I'll just do it with all my heart. When your son comes back, be sure to tell him and ask him what he thinks.

Oh, mom woke up, gotta hurry over, don't write.

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Wedge 2

At night, it is dark, eerie, and terrifying, as if thick ink is splashing on the sky, obscuring the stars and the moon. The wind howled coldly, rustling the leaves, and making everything uneasy......

The villa towered like a dark beast, and the basement cowered at its feet, as if it were the source of all fear......

The man was hung from a thick beam with his hands tied behind his back, his head hanging deep into his chest, and wisps of blood on the top of his head trickled down his cheeks and dripped onto the floor beneath his feet.

Light-colored pants and white socks were also stained with blood. The long bangs were so wet that they almost covered most of his face, making it impossible to see his face at all. There is not a trace of blood on the bare chin and lips exposed under the hair. His arms and legs hung limply in mid-air, shaking weakly as if they were broken.

A dark shadow quickly passed by him, silently leaving the room like a black cat, blending into the darkness of the hallway......

A secret hidden in the depths of the night!

You are like a giant black bird with its wings outstretched,

Come down to me, cover me up, imprison me in your wings.

You gently swept my heart with the left wing called sweet,

Make it your bag;

You hit me the back with the right wing called fear,

It makes me miserable because of you.

Yes! Ulterior secrets! Death to my soul.

You draw me closer to you.

Even if you eat away at my body, take away my heart, and cut off my path,

I have no complaints.

The right is a spring dream that never wakes up.