As usual, on an ordinary day, I woke up again from his nagging complaints.
"I feel like I was deceived by you, and I want to die."
"I feel like my future is ruined."
"You can't help me, you poor and uneducated woman."
"I really regret marrying you!"
I have heard these words thousands of times, and like Mrs. Xianglin, those unpleasant words echo in my ears from time to time, and my ears have grown calluses.
I really want to change something, but it seems I am powerless and trapped in this cage, unable to break free.
It turns out that when you grow up, you will gradually become what you least wanted to be. So dilapidated and embarrassing.
I try to get used to it, although it still feels uncomfortable.
After getting up and washing up, as usual, they started arguing before going out. His ears were extremely sensitive and he couldn't hear a single sound. It was like his ears were bitten by God.
"Why are you making such a loud noise again! Are you sick?" He said the harshest words in a very light tone.
I glared at him, anger stuck in my throat, and wanted to say that I had been extremely careful for his ears, and some sounds had to be made.
I finally took back the curse words I wanted to say. The past experiences were still vivid in my mind. I had quarrels and fights countless times over this trivial matter, but in the end it proved to be just a waste of time.
After so many years, I am tired of noisy. Seeing my tolerance, he understood and stopped talking.
After we went out, the relationship began to relax a bit. He tried to hold my hand, but I always ruthlessly pushed him away. The discomfort caused by the bad words exchanged in the early morning would not disappear for a long time.
He said something to himself, but I had no intention of listening.
"I lost all my emotions because of your quarrel." I finally replied to him.
But he smiled.
Hold my hand and sit in the car together for the next stop of the journey.
After getting out of the subway and transferring to the high-speed train, there was a stretch of outdoor road. The gentle sunshine fell on the old man doing Tai Chi in the square, making him look so contented.
"It's so cold!" I wrapped my clothes tightly and bent forward. I underestimated the coldness today and only wore a camel coat. In contrast, I, a young man, seem even more weak.
I tried to grab his hand to cover mine, it was warm and thick.
Just two seconds after catching it, he said: "I'm cold too" and quickly retracted his hand into his pocket.
He is always so unaware of current affairs, no, he is aware of current affairs, he just doesn't want to give me warmth.
I could only stamp my feet in coldness.
As soon as I got in the car, warmth rushed into my body, and my frozen hands felt like they were melting.
"This train is an intercity railway." He explained to me.
"Intercity railway? I think it looks very similar to high-speed railway."
"The seats are the same, but the drive is slower and the price is cheaper. You can slowly enjoy the scenery along the way." He always took the trouble to explain many unknown things to her.
The train started slowly, and the two people's eyes were attracted by the scenery outside the window at the same time.
The scenery is far less impressive than the last time I traveled to Little Thousand Islands, but since I’ve never seen it before, it’s still fresh.
As the train moved slowly, the man became more and more sleepy. He gradually fell into a deep sleep, sleeping as soundly as a baby.
Looking at his profile, he was still as handsome as before, with a bit more charm as a mature man.
The small bridge and flowing water outside the window look very much like my hometown. When I was a child, I used to run freely in such fields.
I wonder if the rows of thick lines in the pond are the same as in my hometown. The clams I raise will bloom full, plump and moist pearls in the coming year.
Will those small trees, with their branches covered with canes, be like the grape vines planted by my grandpa, harvesting baskets of big and sweet grapes next year?
After getting off the high-speed train and heading towards the county town, we were hungry and saw a very unique breakfast shop.
I ran over and bought two portions of freshly ground soy milk, one portion of fried dumplings, and one of the store-recommended dumplings.
It actually costs 22 yuan, and the price is comparable to that of the whale-hoarding market, which ranks among the top in the country.
However, the unnamed steamed buns amazed me at the first bite. Having never tasted such delicious steamed buns, I hurriedly took a second bite and shared it with him next to me.
He looked embarrassed while eating the shepherd's purse dumplings in his mouth, but relaxed after eating the dumplings.
While eating, I walked in this small town with a strong sense of life, watching it gradually wake up and the roads become increasingly busy with traffic.
Not long after walking, we reached a village where residents lived, and some small shops were opened on the roadside. In a daze, it felt like I was back when I was a child, playing carefree behind the neighbor's house.
I could see the prototype of the mountain from a distance, and it took me a long time to reach the foot of the mountain. What comes into view is a plum forest. When I went to Xixi Wetland Park before, the plum blossoms were still in bloom, but now they are full of branches. The plum blossoms exude a refreshing fragrance, which is so fragrant that you can smell it without getting close.
Not far up the mountain, you can see a wide road with a sidewalk going to the end. But we climbed up a small hill next to it that no one walked on.
I know that this kind of road that has not been developed by anyone has always been his favorite. It has the primitiveness of the earth and creaks when stepping on the dead leaves, so I climbed up with him.
In the deep mountains and old forests, towering ancient trees cover the sky and obscure the sun. It looks a bit eerie and mysterious. There was a little boy next to him who wanted to go in, but his mother grabbed him and scared him: "Don't dare go into this forest. If you go in, you can't get out."
We walked forward, and there were two backpackers behind us. They were holding cameras in their hands and walked forward quickly. After a while, they passed us and walked away. When we looked up, we couldn't find them.
