Today is the first day of the New Year. I don’t know why in the morning. Although I was very sleepy, I woke up very early. I sat up in a daze and saw my wife lying next to me. Although I felt strange for some reason,
But I still leaned down and kissed her on the head.
She seemed to be awakened by my kiss, and she opened her sleepy eyes, and softly and intermittently popped out a few words from her mouth.
"Happy New Year, hubby, I love you the most."
"Well, Happy New Year." I smiled and opened the curtains, letting the first ray of sunshine in the new year shine on the most lovely woman in the world.
two
When I visited the shrine, my wife prayed for great luck, but on the contrary, I prayed for great misfortune.
But when she saw the big evil in my hand, my wife not only didn't worry, she even covered her mouth and laughed for a long time.
I didn't stop until I picked her up from behind and spun her around twice.
By the way, the sign I asked for said that it is better to make a wish and avoid love.
three
My wife is like a lazy pig. She always likes to lie in bed all day long and doesn’t want to get up no matter how she screams. I asked us to cook together, but she said she was too lazy to cook. I told her that I was ready and asked her to eat, but she still stayed.
She acted like a spoiled child and didn't want to do it, so she asked me to sit on the bedside with a bowl and feed her one bite at a time. The bedside was covered in little bits of foam, and it took me a long time to clean it up.
"Aren't you going to take a magazine cover shoot tomorrow? If you keep eating like this and you won't get fat to death, birds will be too fat to fly." I grabbed her little face and said.
"It's okay. I wish you didn't dislike me anyway." She raised her head and hugged me around my waist with both hands.
Four
The next day, she seemed to have been accidentally told by the photographer that she had gained weight or something, and as soon as she got home, she shouted that she wanted to lose weight. But that night, I cooked her favorite braised pork, and she finally decided to do it after smelling the aroma.
Unable to hold back, he took a bowl of rice from the rice cooker and firmly covered the rice cooker: "I only eat one bowl, just one bowl."
"Okay, okay." I stuck out my tongue. In order to urge my wife to lose weight, I specially burned half of the food this time, which was just enough for two people to have a bowl. By the way, I could also lose my growing weight.
Maybe because she had less time to eat between jobs, she ate very quickly. She finished a bowl of rice in one go, and she had eaten five chunks of fat and thin pork belly without me noticing.
.Because braised pork cannot be eaten without rice, so she could only watch me eat it helplessly without saying a word, which made me unable to swallow. My heart was full of guilt, so I had to put the food in my bowl.
Half of the rice was set aside for her, but she didn't mind it, so she picked up two more pieces of meat and ate it quickly while telling her what to do.
A week later, she gained one pound and I lost two pounds.
five
I don’t know why, but she especially likes to grab my food. She also likes to beat me after grabbing the food, and then she covers her mouth and laughs happily while watching me pretend to be in pain.
So that day, when she wasn't paying attention, I poured half a bottle of soy sauce into my Coke, and then added some white vinegar to the few mineral water left in the refrigerator.
Sure enough, halfway through the meal, she stared at the Coke I put in my hand and reached out to get it.
"Didn't you say you didn't want to drink Coke if you wanted to lose weight?" I held the Coke and tried my best to hold it back, pretending.
"Can't you give me a drink?" She blinked her eyes and said in a pitiful tone.
"No!" Of course, this kind of drama has happened countless times, and I gradually stopped being fooled by her tricks. "I just asked you specifically if you wanted a drink and you said you didn't want to drink it."
"Give me a sip and you'll die." She showed her true colors, moved her buttocks, then hit me hard with her two slender hands, and then snatched away the bottle of Coke like a winner.
"Isn't this still something for me to drink? Do you really want me to beat you?" My wife laughed like a winner while holding her trophy. She opened the cap of the bottle and took a big sip. I also saw the opportunity.
He handed over the waterproof garbage bag he had prepared.
With a wail, she rushed towards the refrigerator with a bunch of napkins.
That night, I got three more bruises on my legs.
Also, my neck hurts when I sleep on the sofa in the living room.
six
Once during our daily chat, we talked about the fate of people, and we recalled how we met.
But there was something strange. We couldn't remember where we first met. She said it was me who confessed my love and I said it was her who confessed my love. The two of us spent the whole morning arguing like this.
The sunshine that day was particularly good. It shone through the window and shone warmly on us.
seven
We both like reading books, but our preferences are not in the same direction. It’s a bit strange. I, who call myself my husband, prefer to read descriptions of delicate emotions, but my wife always likes to read the so-called dark literature. I
When I asked her what the books she was reading were about, she couldn't tell her. She could only pout and pat my shoulders with her hands a few times, saying she wanted me to feel the atmosphere.
Some time ago, she recommended me to read "Paradise Lost" by Junichi Watanabe, but after reading it twice, I couldn't stand it. It's not because the writing is bad, but because I don't know much about this so-called love.
I can understand: Although Jiumu and Rinko do love each other deeply, can this kind of pure and decadent possessive love be considered true love? I hold a negative attitude.
But when we were discussing this book, she felt that human beings should take the initiative to pursue true love. I wanted to refute, but she always retorted completely with "Don't you want to have me all to yourself?"
As I said this, my wife's tears fell, and I could only stretch out my hands to take her into my arms, touch her little head and say "I love you" to her ear 100 times.
eight
Being together day and night is not really being together 24 hours a day, but only day and night.
24 hours, apart from sleeping, going to work, riding in the car and other miscellaneous time, in fact, the time we can really be together is very short.
Neither of us are talkative people. When we are together the most, we just sit together, read books, play with our phones, and feel the warmth between each other.
However, my heart is still happy with nothing else to ask for.
Nine
One day, we were sitting on the sofa watching TV. She put her calf on my thigh and asked me to sit and massage her while she ate a bowl of fruit that I had just washed.
She switched the channel, and her picture happened to appear on the TV. After seeing herself, she blushed and wanted to switch to another picture, but I snatched the remote control and switched back.
"What are you doing?" My wife raised her foot and gave me a little kick.
"I'm looking at my wife, no matter what." I reached out and grabbed her feet, "After all, she is my favorite person."
Then, a piece of fruit was fed into my mouth.
ten
When I woke up early in the morning, I found that my wife was still lying next to me, sleeping peacefully.
The years are quiet and peaceful, and this world is stable, that's probably how it is.
I stood up from the bed secretly, being careful not to touch her, but when I stood up, I accidentally moved her hand, and was hit with a roundhouse kick.
I added a little more sugar to her breakfast, which made her fat.
eleven
Her birthday is August 10th, and I specially prepared a big cake for her and a DIY castle that I had put together for a long time without telling her.
"When is your birthday?" After we kissed, she put her head on my shoulder and said softly.
"I forgot." I smiled.
twelve
Every time I lie on my back on the bed, my wife always likes to sneak over and lie on top of me, and then rub her cheek against my face with her sweet smile.
I love this way of getting along with her. At that moment, I always feel like "she is my whole world".
Thirteen
Maybe it’s because it’s the end of the year and my wife has been working a lot recently. She comes home very late every day and sleeps very short. Maybe it’s because of poor sleep quality that she often has nightmares.
At two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, I would often be woken up by a pair of warm and somewhat cruel little hands, and then I would vaguely hold up the flashlight of my mobile phone and follow my wife behind her buttocks to accompany her to the toilet.
I heard that many people commented on her that "although she looks like a little girl, she is actually very mature."
Although she pretends to be mature, she is actually still a little girl who is afraid of the dark.
"Are you there?" Her trembling voice came from the toilet.
"I'm always here."
fourteen
Today is New Year's Eve, and my wife took me to watch the Red and White Song Festival together in front of the TV.
She said that her junior team was in the red group and asked me to help vote. I nodded and put all the specially prepared office phones and home phones in front of my wife for her to pick from.
Finally, before midnight, the results of the last two groups came out. The red group rarely surpassed the white group and won the victory. My wife stood on the sofa and jumped up and down like a child who had won a prize. It seemed that she was also because
She worked so hard that her head hit the ceiling. I touched her head and blew on her for a long time before she recovered.
Although she has no makeup and is wearing the most ordinary pajamas, I feel that my wife is the cutest person in the world at this moment.
"Happy New Year, wife."
fifteen
"Happy New Year, old man..." As the clock struck zero, everything turned into nothingness.
sixteen
God told me that I only had one year left in my life, and also said that I could make a wish.
So I said, I want to continue to fall in love with my wife, and fall in love with Saito Asuka.
Then, I don't remember anything.
Seventeen?
I woke up with my sleepy eyes blinking, and the person sleeping next to me was indeed my favorite wife.