Wife Please Be Obedient: Fan Wai 1: The story before the story

　　 The morning sun just came out, and the golden light was projected through the window onto the bed in the room.

　　 Why not roll over lazily, habitually reach out to the person next to the pillow, ready to smell her husband and stay in bed for a while.

　　 closed his eyes and touched twice, but felt empty.

　　 She opened her eyes and froze for a moment, then retracted her hands in a daze, slowly curled up, opened her mouth to bite the quilt, and wrapped herself tightly.

　　 That person is gone...

　　 After a while, the alarm clock rang, and the person on the bed quietly looked at the noisy panda alarm clock, and when it was about to stop automatically for three minutes, he stretched out his hand to press it off.

　　 "Xiaoya, I'm getting up." Why not pull the slippers to the small bedroom next to knock on the door, then turn around and walk into the bathroom to freshen up.

　　 The person in the mirror was a little haggard, with dark circles under her eyes as thick as smoky makeup... She couldn't help rubbing her eyes, and her insomnia was getting worse.

　　 have to hold on...

　　 "Why haven't you moved yet?!"

　　Why brush my teeth and walk out of the bathroom with foam in my mouth, kick the door of the small bedroom, and shout vaguely, "I'll be late for a while."

　　 squeak.

　　 The door opened.

　　 "Not going to school today."

　　 Xiao Anya rubbed her eyes and looked up at her, "Mom, you forgot that today is the weekend again."

　　 "Oh..."

　　 Why did he froze, he pulled his slippers back to the bathroom, slobbered and spewed out, wiped his mouth and returned to the living room, took out two eggs from the refrigerator and went into the kitchen.

　　"Don't sleep late, I will take you to grandma's place after breakfast."

　　 "Grandma said yesterday, she came over to us this afternoon." Xiao Anya grabbed the kitchen door, "Mom, can I not eat eggs?"

　　 "Then what do you want to eat?"

　　 "I want to eat fried chicken wings."

　　 "No." Why not turn your head and smile at her, "You can't eat such greasy things in the morning."

　　 "What about fried chicken legs?"

　　 "Neither can it."

　　 "That..."

　　 "You can only eat eggs." Why not knock the egg on the edge of the pot, and when both hands are broken, the egg liquid will flow into the pot and become a nice round shape. "You can only eat chicken legs at night. "

　　 "Okay, then." Xiao Anya sat back on the sofa sullenly, turned on the TV to find out what her favorite cartoons looked like.

　　 "You can grow up quickly by eating eggs." Why not bring out two fried eggs, "One person, one, you wait and I will give you a hot carton of milk."

　　 put the plate on the table, she turned around and went back to the kitchen.

　　 It was a pleasant breakfast time, but after one person was missing, it completely changed. No one clamored for her to squeeze carrot juice anymore.

　　 It's a lot quieter.

　　 After finishing everything for breakfast, watching Xiao Anya obediently finish the omelette, why not take the tableware back to the kitchen, wash carefully and put it on the cupboard.

　　 It has been a few months, and the layout of the home has not changed a little under her careful maintenance, and everything has remained the same.

　　 came to the next studio to clean up. It was too easy to clean up after the fool was eliminated. Just sweep the dust. There are no more messy drawings or paint everywhere.

　　 seems to have nothing to do again... I have quit my job, and the novel has gotten worse because of my mood. I haven't moved for a long time.

　　 Why sit at the desk and froze for a while, why is there nothing to do?

　　 There is a little doll of Doraemon on the table. He spent more than two hundred yuan to grab it from the claw machine when he was dating. She was so angry that she jumped and was honest. Acknowledging that she had to not give up and kept catching, and stubbornly let her wait to see him catch him.

　　 squeezed Doraemon’s belly. She really liked this doll that can actually be bought from a street stall for only 20 yuan. That fool, like it, can always satisfy her wish.

There are thick waste manuscripts piled up under the doll, which she specially helped Qin Guanglin save. Whenever he improves his painting skills by a large margin, he reads the previous waste manuscripts, and it will be easier to see the previous deficiencies. Then learn from experience to improve yourself.

　　 looked over one by one, his posture sitting in front of the drawing board easily appeared in front of him.

　　He took her to draw this sunset on the hillside of the suburbs. For this reason, he went there for several days to observe which time period was the most perfect before starting to write.

　　 This painting of the fisherman hired a boatman on the Luo River, and let the family go to the middle of the river to fish for two days. It was enough for one day, but it rained a little at that time, and the good painting was wet by the rain. , I had to draw another one.

　　 There is also this Mid-autumn full moon. In order to amuse her, he drew a small figure on the moon, but the ink was too thick and it was ruined.

　　 Where can so many things be done before? It seems like I can't finish it all day... Now I'm suddenly too idle.

　　 Oh, one less garbage maker, of course it won’t be that much.

　　 "Mom, this is so beautiful, I will also be a painter like my dad in the future." Xiao Anya ran in from the outside and stepped on tiptoe to look at the painting in her hand.

　　 "Okay, you must be better than him in the future." Why not touch your daughter's head, "Why don't you watch TV?"

　　 "I'm hungry." Xiao Anya rubbed her stomach.

　　 "Aren't you full of eggs?" She was taken aback, when did her daughter's appetite become so big?

　　 "It's time for lunch!" Xiao Anya reminded her.

　　"……"

　　 Why don't you turn your head and look at your watch, it's already past twelve o'clock... But just look at the painting, why is it already noon?

　　 "What do you want to eat?"

　　 "Fried chicken legs!"

　　 "You can't eat too much fried, I said you can eat it after night."

　　 Xiao Anya bit her finger and thought for a while, "Then...be vegetarian."

　　 "I have the same taste with your dad." Why not touch her head, "Go do your homework for a while, and you'll be done later."

　　 "Hmm."

　　 got up and opened the refrigerator. It was empty, with only a few carrots and eggs left, making it impossible to make lunch.

　　 Go back to the bedroom and take off the home clothes. Why don't you prepare to change your clothes and go out shopping for groceries. It's best to buy more so you don't have to run out all the time.

　　Opening the closet, what is greeted is a pile of muddy plaid shirts. For these plaid shirts, she often complains about him. There is no aesthetics at all. The rustic clothes he wears are rustic, but he still feels good about himself.

　　 Tears fell suddenly, so why not curl up on the ground, covering his face, crying.

　　 "Mom, why are you crying?" Xiao Anya ran over with her short legs.

　　 "No, mom didn't cry." Why not stand up and wipe a tear, then casually took a coat from the closet and put it on her body, "You stay at home, mom will come back soon after going shopping."

The 　　 vegetable market is very close, the shortest way is to go through two traffic lights, but she hasn't walked that way for a long time, and every time she subconsciously spends more than ten minutes detouring the other way to buy vegetables.

　　 Why stand in a trance downstairs, feeling that everything is so strange.

　　 settled, she decided to take the nearest road, two traffic lights, what's to be afraid of.

　　The music of the roadside shops is very loud, and the voices of the male singers can be heard clearly even if they are far away.

　　Standing in front of the traffic lights, why not listen to the singing in the distance.

　　 "If we knew that that day was our last side"

　　 "I will never waste time talking about trivia with you"

　　"The seemingly accidental but necessary farewell in life"

　　 "No appointment, no one can avoid"

　　 It seems that the tablemate in high school discussed with her which season is more suitable for death. How did you say it?

　　 Oh by the way, the same table said it’s summer, and summer is the best. Open the door, moldy instant noodle buckets are on the table, flies are buzzing, and the host and guests on the TV are in Hu Kan~IndoMTL.com ~The dim light, the spinning fan, a stool, a rope, and a foul-smelling corpse with corpse spots.

　　 is so beautiful.

　　 It turned out that death sometimes has such a big temptation. That kind of scene is like a candy. It feels sweet just thinking about it, and she can't help but swallow it.

　　 Why don't you remember the pain of falling to the ground? Who can imagine that a person who stays at home all day will have so much strength, it seems that she just flew out with just a push.

　　 "I once was in a certain deja vu scene once"

　　 "At that moment I suddenly felt that you were by my side"

　　The music from afar came into my ears, so why not turn my head around blankly, suddenly a Ji Ling wakes up, one of her feet has stretched out of the zebra crossing, and hastened back.

　　 There are still elderly people to raise at home. Anya hasn't grown up yet, so she has to live.

　　 have to hold on...

　　 I returned home after buying the vegetables carefully, why the sound of singing just echoed in my ears.

　　 He should still be by his side, right? I just can't see it.

　　 "Mom, the flowers are blooming." Seeing her back, Xiao Anya ran over to call her immediately, "Come and see, it's so beautiful."

　　花?

　　Why put down the food in your hand, followed your daughter to the balcony, and saw the bright red flower at a glance.

　　 has been raising for more than ten years, this is the first time I have seen it bloom.

　　 That fool also bet her that this flower won't bloom, but she won now, right?

　　 knelt down and carefully looked at the flower, why not remember the legend.

　　"Can you bring him back? Please."

　　 She is like a fool, talking to herself to a flower.

　　 "I'm really tired."