Love needs reasonable content, just as a raging fire asks for oil to maintain; Love is the harmonious blend of two similar natures in infinite sensations.
<h1 class="pgc-h-arrow-right" data-track="2" > the warmth under the umbrella</h1>
There is a young couple. The man is driving a taxi, leaving early and returning late every day; Women take care of housework and take care of children at home. Such a home should have been warm and harmonious. However, as the days go by, there are more complaints from each other.
No, the contradiction has started again.
The man dragged his tired body and came home from work to eat. But as soon as he entered the door, the house was cold and cold, and the woman was still playing with the children on the bed, which made him suddenly angry, originally it was raining heavily outside today, for the sake of pulling a few passengers, he did not stop for a moment. His stomach was already empty, and he was not willing to spend a few cents to buy a burnt cake to fill his hunger. This is good, back home did not even have to eat a mouthful of hot soup.
He stared at her and asked coldly: What about rice?
She glanced back at him, not burning yet? Turn around and continue to tease the child.
Don't know what to eat?
Eat what you eat, make this little money, and think about eating and eating... Marrying you is really unlucky. Her face was angry, and her voice was raised a few degrees.
As he listened, the suppressed anger finally exploded, and he rushed up and slapped her.
Suddenly, the frightened child cried, after all, the child was still young, only four years old. He thought that he was desperately working outside, wasn't it all for this family? No matter how much money is earned, the man's responsibility, he knows best in his heart, and he does not spend a penny indiscriminately. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became.
You dare to hit me. The woman covered her face and jumped up in anger. If it weren't for the child crying and crying vaguely: Mom... Mom. She really wanted to rush up and fight with him.
This day is not going to pass, I go. Her heart kept holding back, and in the end she cried. Along with the cries of the babies, they were drowned in the fierce rain.
Roll fast, don't cry like a widow here. At this time, his anger occupies every corner of his heart.
She turned her head. "Bang" out of the house. The child's cries became louder.
Cry what to cry. He almost roared at his own child. Frightened, the child kept sobbing, and did not dare to cry.
The rain outside has not stopped since it fell, and it has been getting bigger and bigger, like small stones hitting the window, crackling and crackling.
At this time, his heart also became a pot of porridge. He slumped down on the couch, lit a cigarette, took a hard sip, and pressed it hard into the ashtray.
He picked up the child on the bed, after all the child was innocent. He suddenly found that the child's body had been trembling, and he wondered if the child was frightened, and he was at a loss, because he had never observed the child so delicately. In the past, any discomfort of the child was first perceived by her, and it was extremely accurate. This.......
He suddenly remembered her. He usually comes home from work, and it is hot rice and hot dishes that are brought to the table, and it is not something special that happened today.
He looked at his lovely child, and a wave of fatherly love rose in his heart. He gently stroked the child's face until he stopped crying. He originally wanted to sing a nursery rhyme to tease the child, but after thinking about it for a long time, none of them could be sung. Usually she sang in front of her children, and he always found it funny.
She came from out of town. For his sake, she escaped the obstruction of her family and resolutely followed him. In this city, there are no relatives.
How wonderful it is when they are in love. Women are beautiful, men are handsome, neighbors and villagers, who see it will not praise a few words. Go to the park together, watch a movie together, eat sugar gourds together. Why does it get sour when you get married?
He remembered the scenes, the years she had held hands, how good she had been. He closed his eyes and breathed a long sigh of relief, and he decided to go to her anyway.
He took an umbrella and rushed out of the house. The pouring rain poured recklessly, and almost no one was seen on the road, after all, it was late at night.
Where will he go? He kept searching where she would appear: parks, movie theaters, bookstores. But movie theaters and bookstores are now closed.
He walked toward Zhongshan Park, where they had often dated when they were in love, and he shouted a nickname that belonged only to them, which was the secret of the two of them. He suddenly realized how smooth her name was, how warm and lovely it was, and it seemed to be burned in his heart.
Sure enough, she sat there, letting the rain pour on her, motionless. It was a marble stool that they often sat on when they had time, and they were here together, talking and laughing together.
He walked over gently and held the umbrella above her head. She looked up and got up, her familiar faces and breaths frozen under this little umbrella.
He gently wiped the raindrops from her face with his hand and took her in his arms, he wanted to pass his body temperature to her.
Wife, go home! He whispered in her ear. Wrap your arms around her tightly, like fearing she'll run away. She suddenly felt like a little bird, snuggled up in a wide and warm embrace. It was the warmth that had been lost for a long time, and she couldn't help but cry softly in his arms.
Do you know why I didn't cook tonight? Because our baby was sick and cold, one afternoon I was in the hospital tossing, and it was registration and dripping, and when I came back, the child still cried vigorously, and only kept teasing him not to make trouble.
So why don't you give me a call?
I'm not afraid of delaying your business! Knowing that on a rainy day, business may be better.
He gently put his hand to her lips, and without letting him go on, he understood it all.
He took her hand and walked straight in the direction of home.
At this time, under the umbrella, the warmth is thick.
