two or three days of birthday

I baidued the lyrics on my mobile phone, knew the title of the song "Love Song of the West Sea", and then searched it out on the Internet, listened to it several times and told him it was not bad, he was very surprised because he knew that I only listen to ancient songs, Generally do not catch a cold on the modern popular.

But it's a pity that today it's rare to catch a cold with this modern pop song.At the same time, of course, it is purely my natural phenomenon. I just got caught in the rain for a while, and I felt like I had a cold, and my nose started to get blocked. He heard something strange, raised his head and stared at me. Guilty glanced at him and didn't dare to look at him again. He stretched out his hand and tried my forehead, knowing that I didn't have a fever, he was relieved a lot.However, as long as I catch a cold, I can't rely on my resistance to procrastinate it. It will only get worse if I procrastinate.He stood up and went to the side of the bed, took the mobile phone in his hand, and said, "Wait for me to come back, I'll go to the pharmacy to buy medicine." Then he opened the door and disappeared.

I often claim that I am the body of the young master, the life of a slave, not self-deprecating, but the fact that it is so weak that I can compete with Lin Daiyu. I am often sick and take medicine, and I dare not stand tall in front of outsiders Zi slapped his chest loudly and said that he was a man of seven feet.My mother often said that I take more medicine than food.

More than ten minutes later, he came back with a medicine bag and a disposable cup filled with more than half a cup of hot water, which he asked for at the pharmacy.I took the medicine pack from his hand and saw that it was Sanjiu Ganmaoling Granules and Erding Granules. I took out a pack of each and tore it open and poured it into a cup, shook it a few times, and drank it in one gulp.

Erding Granule is a kind of Chinese patent anti-inflammatory drug. I take it often, but I still can't resist the bitter taste, and said with my tongue: "This medicine still lives up to everyone's expectations. It is so bitter that neither father nor mother wants it. Give it to me Candy slowly."

"Do you have the habit of eating sugar after taking medicine?"

"No, but it's rare for you to come and spoil me once?"

"Sorry," he said solemnly, his eyes lightly swept between my brows, ignoring my rogue and teasing, "I don't have any sugar."

"Then... what should I do? It's very bitter, how about...you kiss me?" He said with an evil smile and approached him step by step.

It was just beyond my expectation that he was very cooperative and stood there motionless. When I walked in, he leaned over to touch my lips.

"You...you have deviated from our usual tacit routine." I stared at his blushing face. The regular facial features and two blushes on his cheeks added a special kind of beauty to his original beauty.

Xu Shi felt embarrassed again after being seen by me, rolled my eyes perfunctorily, turned around and took two steps, and lay on the bed directly, stretched out his hand and beckoned to me, "Okay, come here, little daughter-in-law, every family is really good!" Difficult to serve."

"Who is your little daughter-in-law?"

"I am your little daughter-in-law."

I love to hear these words, and with a happy face in my heart, I really said what I said: "Good boy, be obedient, just know."

I lay flat on the bed next to him, put my hands through the back of his neck, and held him in a ball in my arms, talking and chatting.Although I am young, strong and energetic, I don't know why, the two of us are probably different, we stay together alone, and we don't have the idea or urge to have sex, even though I only wear a pair of boxer briefs all over my body.It's not that we haven't done it, but very little is better than nothing.So we are also discussing this issue at this moment. I said that I feel sorry for him, but he said that the two of us are widowed sons with no desires.

After talking, I changed the subject, and I asked him why he didn't find a place to wait for me to pick him up. He said that he saw me looking around in the square below at the exit.

In the end, we still didn’t do it this night. In fact, I already had a desire. It’s just that he was too tired. In order to rush over to celebrate my birthday with me, he worked overtime the first night to finish all the work in the next two or three days.I continued to talk to him, but he was already in a daze. Not long after, his warm breath breathed on my face, his breathing was even and he fell asleep.There is still a little snoring, it is tired, he usually does not snore, only when he is tired he will snore a little.I reached out to check the time on my mobile phone. It was not yet 12 o’clock. I logged into the work software of my unit, filled out a leave application, then turned off the ceiling light, turned on the bedside light, and lay down again. Holding him in my arms, touching his soft skin, listening to his soft snoring, at this moment he is sleeping soundly in my arms, makes me want to cry with happiness.

On my birthday, I woke up at around eight o'clock in the morning in his voice, and heard him yelling, "Get up, I bought breakfast."

To be honest, I was really a little hungry. I got up and wanted to have a sip of soy milk, but he refused to let me wash my face and brush my teeth first.

I admit that I am a "strict wife", but I am happy, there is no way, who told me to like him, like to spoil him.

Two by two faced each other, sat and ate breakfast, and said some insignificant things.He finished eating first and then went out for a while. When he came back, he had a cup of hot water in his hand. He said he wanted it in the hotel lobby. He quickly poured the cold medicine into the cup, shook it Give me.

The Erding granule, which was so bitter that no father or mother wanted it, tormented my throat so hard that I kept frowning.

"Here you are." He handed over a Wangzai milk candy.

"Uh..." I was so surprised that I forgot to reach out to pick it up.

He tore off the icing and fed the candy into my mouth, "I bought it along the way when I was buying breakfast."

He is just like this, he has always been so careful, as long as it is what I want, and he happens to be able to afford it, he will give it to me without asking for anything in return, for fear of wronging me, for fear that he will never give me enough, I often enjoy it with peace of mind, and sometimes ask "Why are you so good to me?"

The itinerary was already planned the night before. I want to do things with him that all couples do. I want to go for a walk in the forest park with him, watch a movie together, go to the milk tea bar in the bookstore and read a book while drinking milk tea... ...Although this seemed childish to me before, but now I also want to have the cheek to have the romance of old cucumbers painted green and pretending to be tender.

The sky outside was cloudy and opaque, but luckily it wasn't raining.He took his hand and walked out of the room, locked the door, and then both of them let go of each other's hands silently in tacit understanding, because there were cameras in the corridor.

Taking him for a walk in the forest park, this kind of leisurely life is very suitable for us.Leaving me alone, he is the only one who can't be ignored. He has an air of elegance, gentleness, leisurely modesty, and outstanding talent. It is only natural that he likes a more literary and undisciplined life.As for me, I dare not pretend to be a well-educated person. I am just an ordinary liberal arts man, but I also suffer from some common faults of literati. There is some natural sadness.

Walking to the half slope, tired, sitting on the stone chair beside the road, he raised his head and didn't know what he was looking at, he was looking at an unknown place, but I kept staring at him, clean side face, round The chin, the long neck with a soft and protruding Adam's apple in the fortitude, I couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, seeing no one around, I moved my head and kissed his cheek with my lips.He retracted his head with a wry smile on his face, looked at me, and said, "Look at the scattered light among the dense leaves, it feels like there is enough prosperity in this world, and you can see it with a snap of your fingers." In an instant, after a hundred years, it's just a handful of yellow sand, but why do you have to catch other people's right and wrong pointing and talking nonsense, why can't we blend into the world because we like each other? We have to be like this... cover up."

"Don't be like this, we are right, and they are right, it's just that the spiritual realm has not yet reached a consensus."

"I understand how ingrained ideas can be easily subverted."

"Don't worry about it, just treat us as having an affair. Isn't it exciting to have an affair?"

"Can you say it better? I was dating you straight up, but you said it was an affair. Did you marry a wife? Or did I marry a wife?" The tone was a little hateful and a little...really angry.

"I'm sorry, I said it wrong, don't be angry, okay, I said it wrong, I really said it wrong."

I never liked watching movies, but he did, he liked watching literary films very much.The whole film lasted more than an hour. I didn’t know what to do, and I didn’t know anything about the characters in the plot. I saw him watching with gusto, and I didn’t want to disturb him. I had to listen to songs and read novels with earphones on. With the words "the end of the play" I have a kind of life of "girl" finally becoming "mother-in-law".After it came out, he wouldn't discuss the plot with me, because he knew I was just watching it with him, but I didn't watch anything.

He likes watching movies very much, to the point of ecstasy, just like just now, his soul is hooked by the plot, how can he remember me sitting next to me who is enduring boredom and suffering.He is also very good at writing drama reviews. He is well-organized and well-founded, neither praising high nor degrading. He often praises first, and then points out the shortcomings or flaws.He doesn't chase stars, and when he writes a drama review, he often starts with the screenwriter, and then the acting skills of the actors. As for the background special effects and appearance, he only touches on it in twos and twos, and never discusses it in detail. He said that special effects and appearance Things are too empty and have no substance. The success of a play lies in how the plot is written, the original intention of the director and the acting skills of the actors.However, he doesn't often write drama reviews. He can remember who wrote and directed a movie, but he doesn't know the name of the leading actor. I often say that he is a person who ignores the appearance and only looks at the inside.

If he really wants to study writing, he probably won't starve to death, after all, his writing skills are really good.

I walked side by side with him among the people coming and going, with the purpose of going to the food city for dinner, and then told him that we would go to Sisyphus after eating.Taking him to the bookstore is the best way to "receive guests". He will not refuse or feel reluctant, because he is a bookworm, the kind who can't walk when he sees a book. I am "prescribing the right medicine".

When I stepped into Sisyphus and was still picking out books, the mobile phone in my trouser pocket was vibrating upside down. I found out that it was my mother's call, and I left him and walked to the door of the bookstore before answering in a low voice.My mother actually called me home for dinner in the afternoon. She said how could I not go home for my birthday today?I looked at the back of someone who was picking out a book, and firmly and tactfully rejected my mother's words in my heart.But my mother has been going farther and farther on the road of persuading my son to go home and reunite, which makes me very difficult. Someone does not want to go home with me, and I can understand and understand what he is thinking.

When he saw me hiding by the door and making a phone call, I had a helpless expression. On one side was my mother's "Wanted. Arrested. Order" and on the other was his "I don't want to". There was a conflict between them and I was in the embarrassing situation of wearing small shoes, which was not flattering at both ends. In short, it was a headache.

He came over with the book he had chosen, and I hung up the phone quickly.

"Who?" he asked.

"my mother."

"Really?" With my sneaky behavior, and seeing him coming over and hanging up the phone immediately, no one else would think my words are credible.

"It's true."

"Then what are you hiding from?"

"Where is it?" My mouth was stubborn, but my momentum faltered in an instant, and I could only confess truthfully: "Uh... my mother wants me to go home for dinner, but..." I still have half to say, "Don't worry, I won't answer It’s from home.” Unfortunately, before I finished speaking, my mother called again.

"I'll go home with you," he promised.

"Really!" My eyes were wide open, a little in disbelief.Seeing him nodding with a smile, he was immediately overjoyed and asked his mother to cancel the "Wanted. Wanted. Order", "Mom, don't rush me to come back right away. return."