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Various porcelain
<td class=\Such as broken blue and white porcelain, each piece has an old stamp on, each one has a little mark on the grief and helplessness.
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moonlight water, cold, according to Yan's face that, like the white glow like death, empty eyes do not tear, she sat quietly in one place messy debris, like a statue.
big bed in the bedroom, covered with the alcohol Lin Jun Zhe in sleep, from time to time vague raving.
Suddenly, belly gently twitch a little, in Yan's eyes turn a bit empty, instantaneous, filled with a thin layer of mist in the eyes, tears slipping down the pale cheeks . Strenuous lifting arm numb, hands on the abdomen was slightly elevated, yet trembling hand touched the birth of little lives, but you can not help in Yan, and firmly bite his hand back, the empty echoed in the living room was heartbreaking Chouyan suppress the sound.
glare of the sun through large windows, slanting falls on the couch curled up in Yan body. Her thin arms tightly holding his belly, messy hair to a beautiful face covered in shadows,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], his pale face still remained was dry the tears, Jincu the eyebrows gently shaking from time to time , as if to tell the dream of anxiety and pain in fright.
the ground, which places the broken remnants of the cold glowing in the sun light, has been vacant Zhe Lin Jun awake to see it all in front, but can not recall the place last night in the end what happened, he knew himself drunk. Blankly for a moment to sit on the bed, Nothing came to mind.
in Yan in Yan it? He suddenly found himself on the bed only, and that his wife does not like to stay in bed in a small, their eyes moved to the living room from the bedroom and found curled up into a ball on the sofa of his wife. On the ground, but it is a place full of broken tiles can not clean up, it was his favorite and the blue and white porcelain in Yan.
get out of bed, stepping on broken into a piece of porcelain, to the living room.
He squatted beside the sofa, watching his wife is still sleeping, held out his hand, would like to ask for her to face the tears, but suddenly paused, and is Yan's face, he silt see a purple mark. Meng, he stretched out his hands grasp her hair, brutally grabbing. What did your last,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], ah, actually beat his wife, beat his own wife was pregnant.
how could this be? How could that be? He knelt on the sofa next to the chagrin of my heart, such as razor knife in the knife rowing their own conscience.
slowly raised his head, Lin Jun Zhe found in Yan do not know when awake, in the quietly watch their eyes, was cool, like ice, like the calm, cool though he is a transparent, her eyes through their transparent body,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], such as looking at what is in focus, but also look like nothing.
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\move a little, she gently got up from the couch, barefoot through the floor of the blue and white porcelain pieces that cold, leaving a bright red peach blossoming. No back, no hesitation, peach blossom in the living room to the bathroom from the light blue on the floor, stab people in the eye raw so raw so!
goes looking in the mirror haggard face, see a little bit from their own trail of blood oozing body, Emma can not help but ask the mirror on that pale little lady, Is this what you want marriage? Is this what you dreamed of siege? Is that you in exchange for betraying their biological parents and the so-called marriage, the so-called happiness? Purple scars on his face as if to laugh at themselves before everything.
see if there is no trace of anger at Emma's ghost-like into the toilet and saw the ground which the glaring blossoming peach, Lin Jun Zhe followed to the bathroom door, but hesitated do not dare to open the door of a thin fan. He does not know how to do that, not even to see her empty without physical eyes,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], in the inside, fear that they will see their fear of things, desperate for marriage, feelings of despair.
floor tiles glistening in the cold, if each piece of clear water on a broken pattern in general, actually glow in the sun a vague hint of blue-violet, as if into sorrow color. Zhe Lin Jun squat body, a piece of the debris picked up. On each piece seemed to see themselves and their laughter in the past Yan, cold winter night in the train station to eat a hot dependent leaning by the Kaobai Shu, and then train the next morning to return to their work in the city. In order to work on their own, in Yan's parents at all on their own enemies, to give up their favorite work and superior environment, alone to do their work in this town is no longer an ordinary ordinary primary school teacher.
newly married, to give his salary in the province from one of the few books out of money, learn to cook at the Yan themselves, learn how to make curtains, learn how to do cushion. Even gave up his former love shopping, the habit of buying clothes, leaving only the only love that is like porcelain. In Yan often said that women like porcelain, fragile, beautiful and delicate, porcelain is like a different woman is different, and blue and white porcelain is the best, that graceful like a southern woman looks from heaven rhyme style between . When wearing a white dress sitting in the wicker chair in Yan, the hands of the client is still exudes a blue and white porcelain tureen curl tea, share graceful, quiet between the share of looks, people feel as if I was in the small bridge, the ancient willow, the quiet enjoyment of the still glowing from the humid southern air.
each picked up a tile, Lin Jun Zhe heart remorse will increase one point, as if to pick up is not the tiles, but in the Yan broken heart, while he is exactly that executioner. Himself did not want that, but, but, marriage is like the passage of time are quietly indifferent, love it, like dried rose, while looking gorgeous as ever, still fragrant, life already can not it?
when in the bathroom when Emma had to clean up with the usual no big difference, in addition to pale. She replaced pajamas, picked up his bag, floating out to gently take the door, never to see one standing next to Lin Jun Zhe.
loss and aimless walk in a crowded street, soft as in the floating leg, foot wounds Ma Ma, although no longer bleeding, can be heart can not heal the wounds.
all remember so well last night, had his heart in Zhe Lin Jun is so worthless that he made all three years is unrequited love, is invisible to him in the implementation of the pressure.
his own unprincipled accommodation is his contempt for the dignity, the pursuit of their own tastes and habits is the fault he was born, his gentle and peace is satisfied that his feelings of wood and even their own lives in the ineloquent became aloof Zimingqinggao, pretentious. Although the drink, then, can be seen buried in his heart has a long, long time, but is sensible in control, it wants no proper opportunity to vent.
God, what he is, now that they own unborn child. Dad, Mom, how can I do ah? Indus at the roadside trees leaning Yan, fatigue in the invasion of her body. Close your eyes, all the weight of the body against the trunk, as in the arms of the year as against the Zhe Lin Jun, the embrace was so warm. Although
eyes closed, it can be a crisp blue and white porcelain pieces of the broken sound, but still in the ears, crisp, cold, broken so thoroughly, No trace of hesitation, and hesitation.
our marriage in the end how, little by little fragments of memory integration, yesterday's scene gradually become more and more clear in my mind, buried in the hearts of the slightest pain again the ache.
\\why are you always so cool, why do not quarrel with me, why not, and I cried, ha, you disdain, is not? \to look down on me, ah? is not? \? Are you so high above are you? \bloom the way breaking the floor in light blue, while crisp and loud slap in the face also bloom in his face.
he had forgotten that it was the two of them running all over the city, one by one buy it back. Yan
he forgot to show his gentle watery bubble entire process of Kung Fu tea.
curl tea he forgot the happiness in the Yan satisfied smile.
he forgot to Yan alone at night dragging a big suitcase to his side's loss.
he forgot the wedding blessing that no one in the Yan still smiling eyes.
... ...
he forgot everything in the form of the forgotten dead, is also used to think that will hold your hand, profound feelings Love it? Zhe Lin Jun
stood blankly central living room and saw the Yan left, open your mouth do not know what to say, but dare not reach out to retain the language at this point how pale and weak. He looked at all the room, and both he and Emma little by little hands-on design, planning, and both left their mark of love. That the bead curtain falls, and that floating purple fringed curtains, everything in it was filled with the Yan of the atmosphere, including the dissemination of this land of sadness, tears stained tiles.
alcohol at work is it? Do not know, precisely, this is not an excuse for success in the company's work is on track, despite the ever-intense competition to remind myself to always improve their abilities, but this is not an excuse, in the end what is it? Is it really true love is dead, no, in their own hearts, the love for Yan remains the same, but why is it always the calm in the Yan, or that of her own eternal peace, eternal tolerance? Why is Emma in front of their own will feel so weak, why is the front of their eyes Yan calm there will be a feeling of guilt, why did not all answer to all this is in torment and feelings of their marriage.
; suddenly awakened by the shrill ringing of the phone is still thought of Lin Jun Zhe, a loss of picked it up, quite a while to react, calling the school.
\forgot to tell you to leave out. \
school did not go to school? Lin Jun Zhe not down to, yes, cell phones, in Yan's phone, dial-up hectic, been suggested that it is an empty number. Can not see numbers, but dialed the wrong number! In the third time, yes, but it is no answer, dial, or no answer, anxious, anxiety, panic sinking in the heart of Kenshi. In numerous times, the fear of unlimited expansion in mind, because he knows in this city than in the Yan addition to his no relatives, and more at the Wee will not reveal his scars to the outsiders. Is ... ... he did not dare to assume, grabbed coat and went out the door.
handbag cell phone is constantly ringing, the Yan did not move, do not know who to see.
watched the river flow in the quiet, as if the past years, only moving forward, can not look back. However, moving forward to go there? Who can do himself? The bridge has been sitting for two hours, can be still difficult to calm thoughts. Those happy days are past like phantoms in general, in the eyes flashed one by one. University in the laughter, the tears of parting, joy of reunion, wedding happiness dependent evening, it really is unreal, but that everything is real through the ah. Yes, since Lin Jun Zhe quit six months ago, he has not been a very good mood, can themselves never did show any sign of dissatisfaction and distress, how could this be, can really come to their own feelings of sickness was up for three years ?
three hours, and Jun Lin Zhe, wandering in every street, every pedestrians will even ask to see, but no one can tell where he was Yan. Unrest in the spread of the shadow of the growing mind, the Wee, the quiet water, little woman, in despair, when the decision is often unexpected. Lin Jun Zhe kept all their own reflection, walking aimlessly along the moat, suddenly, the river, right, is a river, like the river in Yan, said she often saw the river, you will think of South of the home, think of the bridge and the far south of the father and mother in the home. Desperate, Lin Jun Zhe crazy run to the south of the bridge no longer take into account the vision of pedestrians surprised.
\Yu Yan, her focus was quietly staring at the flowing river under the bridge,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], immersed in their own world. Zhe Lin Jun numerous in the sound of crying after the Yan slowly turned his head, silently staring at him, eyes are not dry tears.
\in his arms, but Yan was cool to see resistance in the eyes, outstretched hand stiff blanket the sky.
\Really, forgive me! ah and our children! \
child, my heart in pain, children, eyes and tears, these two words have multiple ah, the pressure in the heart of two people. Everything suddenly in front of these two words have become so absent minded, only the word is so clear, clear mind inexplicable people become particularly soft and vulnerable.
slowly held out his hand, Yan hesitation in his hand and put into the hands of Zhe Lin Jun, the warmth of the palm still be over yesterday, and yesterday was warm and the palm has disappeared, later, who knows.
broken blue and white no longer exists, the new blue and white and placed in the original position, the difference is these are Zhe Lin Jun buy their own back, put their own De. Broken blue and white porcelain as if it had been forgotten, can be mind whether the debris and forgotten as time goes by it, whether the wounds of the hearts with the passage of the years of indifference it, no one knows!
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