I ran into my husband shopping in the mall and attacked my chest for fun. I was scared.

I ran into my husband shopping in the mall and attacked my chest for fun. I was scared.

Dictation/Arrangement of Little Porcelain Dolls/Summer Mo

On the day when Wang Mo shed tears in front of me for the first time, I was casually sitting next to him watching a TV series. Don't tease him too much. It's just a TV series. Don't take it so seriously! Then, I brought him an apple from the fruit bowl and plunged into the wonderful TV series.

After watching three episodes of TV series in a row, I vaguely remember that Wang Mo talked to me before crying, as if there was a sentence "There is something I want to tell you". Then when I remembered, he was already lying in the corner of the sofa asleep. He disappeared early the next morning. There is milk he cooked in the kitchen and toothpaste he squeezed on the washstand.

I am a freelancer. I received invitations from numerous magazines in China. I am naturally fond of comics, fantasy and simple things. Compared with Wang Mo's career, his life track is much clearer. He loves photography and took over his parents' photo studio after graduation. Although our occupations are different, we always have the same tacit understanding in aesthetics.

Later, I forgot the sunshine that afternoon and Wang Mo's thoughts that afternoon. Memories are buried in my heart, just like a few inches of soil. If one day, you want to dig out a memory, it will definitely hurt your bones.

That day, I fell on Wang Mo's back on a whim, and he sprinkled jiao, saying that I suddenly wanted to eat sweet and sour pork ribs. This dish is my favorite and Wang Mo's best. He chewed my face hard, gently grabbed my arm and shook it, saying, I have to go down the mountain to get you anything my wife wants to eat. There was a fight, and Wang Mo went out. He said to go to the supermarket to buy some fresh ribs.

Tick-tock, the sound of the second hand, one by one on the ear. Twenty minutes have passed and Wang Mo hasn't come back yet. Suddenly I saw that it was a little gloomy, as if it was going to rain. In a better mood, I took an umbrella and went to see him.

Hardly had we reached the gate of the supermarket when it began to rain. I called Wang Mo, but no one answered. Now that you're here, let's take a chance. I just went to him with the simplest mentality and then took his hand home. I like to imagine that my life is romantic and warm, especially in the world of love.

When I went upstairs, I looked for him in the crowd. He was dressed in green that day and stood out in the crowd. I saw him standing in the distance at a glance. I ran out to him with joy, but just about ten meters away from him, I saw his hand, suddenly shaking on a young woman's chest, and then turned and squeezed into the crowd.

I stood by stupidly, and when I saw his second shot, I was suddenly surprised, for fear that the woman would hold him. But no, as always, he took off his body and squeezed into another crowd with a smiling face. I forgot how I walked up to him, quietly holding his hand, leaving the mall, forgetting to bring my umbrella, and coming home, soaked to the skin. At the moment of closing the door, he suddenly turned around and hugged me tightly. He seems to be trembling and afraid.

He sat next to me with tears on his face and said that he had something to tell me. It suddenly occurred to me that a long time ago, in a similar scene, he once said that he had something to say to me. He said he couldn't resist going to the mall. Every time he touches their breasts, his mind will think of his mother's tenderness. When Wang Mo was five years old, his mother left him and left. He has never forgotten his mother for so many years, but he has never told me more stories about her mother.

On this day, he told me all the good memories between him and his mother. He has so much reluctance and fear that nostalgia has become a wound in his heart. Wang Mo said I wanted to tell me a long time ago, but I'm afraid I can't bear it. I really couldn't bear to see Wang Mo's miserable scene, but after listening to what he said, I decided to forgive him.

After that, I found him a psychiatrist, and we also started the journey to find his mother. I hope I can fulfill his dream in this life and see her mother again. He said that no matter what reason she left, I just hope she can hug herself again. Love is soft and vivid. When it is as hard as ice, it just lacks care and warmth.