Thursday, February 17, 2011

I was, and he began

 Morning, almost the whole night, I arrived at the office early, uneasy finishing the books, cell phone rang, I looked at, is an unfamiliar number, I did not listen to it, rang. The phone rang again, I hesitated for a while or answer this: I am, I have something to say to you. contacted. ; does not matter. you.
sad I lost two days in, I repeatedly heard him on the computer often sing for me on the phone the song Amid endless love words, untold rolling Zhongchang hh I think the feelings that he and I should have become history now.
third day at noon, I received his phone call to play in public, he Tell me what was going on: He came out that day because I do not want to see him and feel hurt by the big, accompanied his friend to drink, is unwilling to go home. friends had no option but phone call to his wife to call him. He went so far as my wife, holding her: , and yes, she would not say.) wife does not feel right to find in his pocket and found his ticket to me, and from the phone to find out my number. That night his wife was not with him noisy, because he is drunk, and the next morning, his wife pressed him to start something with me, he knew hiding to say so out. wife, not between him and me that what happened, otherwise he would not so lost. but she let him call me to tell me that, cut off from. he did not want his wife said to tell his parents that he compromised, then the day took place regarding the phone.
I finished listening to him quietly, without thinking of him, said: ; What do you mean, my wife confiscated cell phone so she has been with me, today I am finally an excuse to buy cigarettes, to call you, you could be so much talk. , then something good contact. is no exception. he began to use every day at noon break, went to a public phone to call me, we are back to the past. We made an appointment with each other without destroying the family, after the emotional restraint placed on the friendship and love room, in a fantasy world to enjoy our relationship. as to the point where it is not his fault, nor is it my fault.

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