Love in the care of the

Love in the care of the

"We're divorced now!" Haruki said pain. "I do not! Not! I will not say what you promised." Grass sitting on the sofa with tears said. "Grass! You know? I would trouble you for a lifetime ah, I can not harm you, ah, ah you are 30 years old this year." Haruki said pain, finished his head deeply buried in the pillow moaning. "Haruki said you do not, I will not leave you, I love you, I love you, I can not do without you ah." Then the grass went to the bed and sat down in his head leaning on her husband's bedside chest . Murakami could bear, and he slammed the grass tightly in his arms, two hardy ducks, and wept the pain section of liver and lung.
Haruki sat on the bed, looking blankly out the window. Shimoji grass after dinner to go, when two people get married Haruki turn took out the photos, the pictures have their own look both chic and cool. Murakami's thoughts can not help but return to the previous, when the grass is also known as beauty, Pat Heung, ten, arranged in rows guy chasing her, but she has chosen is not fancy yourself the ability, but also money in the pauper , this grass had a falling out with their parents do not know how many times, and now think I owe the grass is too much.
Shimoji is the rise of grass from time to time looked toward their home, do not know why she always felt unsettled, ask yourself these few years of marriage, the husband is always a plus for their care, caring in every possible way, although everyone says Haruki is a loss that she married too, but the grass my heart I knew that, he can marry the man to make their fortune, ever since after the wedding, Murakami took his pet to heaven, what delicious tastes of all to they eat, what dirty work to prevent yourself from the thought of marriage when her husband was saying to myself now if still around in the ear: "grass, my life will not let you be a little bit aggrieved, and you Do not worry. "She still remembers the time when she was pregnant like Haruki ecstatic, but when the birth of his son gave the family is not rich have added burden. But Murakami is ecstatic, holding his son face the self-confidence: "Do not worry the grass, I have plenty of strength, I will not let you suffer with the Son, Ha ha ha, I have a son you, I have a son ... you ... "Then he kissed his face, deep, deep feeling he said:" grass you hard. "The thought of his face while Yunhong grass. Haruki's son, the tenth day after birth under the coal mine, but unfortunately was enveloped in this family, Haruki go down in the second year, the mine had collapsed, Murakami's life is to retrieve, but the legs are forever remain in the underground, the black heart of mine in medical expenses paid out Murakami's after the payment of any fees will no longer know, the grass here, burst into tears thinking ... ...
Murakami could bear, and his heart as painful as if broken, can no longer drag their own grass, dead! Yes! Only he left this world, the grass in order to regain happiness, think of where he looked at his son play outside. "You get down on trees." Is the son playing outside heard the sounds, and immediately ran into the room: "Dad, you told me what ah." Trees with a tender voice.. "Come, let my father take a look at you, you better after trees ah nice to my mother, my father went for a journey." "Dad, are you going ah? I want to go right?" Trees glitter eyes asked. "Daddy can not go to the local tree. You grow up to be a good obedient mother, remember?" "Trees to listen to my mother, my mother grew up to be good filial piety, filial piety is also my father, make many, many the money. "" It's good boy, you go to the father brought the scissors, a small tree is cleverest. "When the trees used scissors, Haruki no longer bear it, eyes filled with tears. "Well son, go outside and play." Obedient nod trees ran out. Murakami took the scissors and slowly move up toward your chest stab down. "Haruki! You what to do!" Haruki heard surprised a moment. Back to the grass from the outside what seized the scissors from the Murakami: "Haruki is Zuosa ah you?" Said the grass crying. Murakami could bear: the "grass, I can not drag you, I can not. You let me die in it." "You said Shane, Haruki you die we Niangliang supposed to? how you going to die, we live ah! God ah! Why do you punish us ah. Why it? Why do ah? "grass for a time with your head Haruki pain.
Grass in the field busy and not look up at her husband and son in Agrocybe. Grass specifically for her husband hit a flatbed truck, lying on top of her husband and son. My husband is doing the game with his son on board, not the Allais Yeliang happy laughter. "Grass and rest." Haruki Agrocybe shouted. "Well, the coming." Grass in front of a smile to the father and son, Haruki out a towel, wiped the sweat from his face for the grass, enjoying the soft grass, "trees, your mother pretty? "" Mom's most beautiful. "happy little tree said. Haruki homeopathic and kissed his face in the grass. "Oh, Dad shame, shame," said the face blowing trees. "