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Love is Love (Autumn)

362 views. 2011-10-29 23:12 |

Flower awoke the next morning. Huang Wen already made breakfast. Flower opened her eyes and suddenly saw Huang Wen, asking: “Who are you?” Huang Wen answered,“I’m Huang Wen.”Flower thought of things last night and couldn’t remember it clearly, then said, “I was really drunk last night!” Huang Wen said, “not very.” Flower then said, “I remembered I threw up and drank tea last night. Is it a dream?” Huang Wen then said, “yeah, you threw up. I saw you’re a little drunk and was afraid that you would throw up. So I made a teapot of tea for your mouthwash.” Flower was very surprised,“so dirty, where did I throw up?” Huang Wen said, “I am afraid you’ll smear your quilt. So I just used my suit to take it.” Flower said, “I’m so sorry to ruin your suit.” Huang Wen said,“it doesn’t matter. I feel I’m lucky. You can have your breakfast while it’s warm. I have to go now. Fl..” Huang Wen wanted to say flower, but felt a little shy, so he just held up his tongue. Flower was a little moved, said with a smile, “why don’t you have breakfast with me first before you leave?” “I have to work now, or else I’ll be late,” said Huang Wen. Then he left and closed the door quietly.

  After breakfast, Flower called her agent and her agent told her everything about Huang Wen. Flower thought, “he is a good man, so faithful and honest, which is really one in a thousand. It’s a pity he is only a doorman and owns nothing, or else I’ll hand him the rest of my life.”

  Time fleeted as a white pony’s shadow flashing past a crevice. It was summer now. One night, Huang Wen felt very hot in the dorm, so he decided to put his English book down and took a walk outside.

  Walking on the sideway and enjoying the pretty night scene of Shanghai, Huang Wen couldn’t help sighing and thought himself always being a stranger to the metropolis. Then he walked to a snack stall and had a bowel of noodles there.

  Suddenly a limo stopped right beside him, Huang Wen even didn’t raise his head to look. The car window was lowered and a girl said hello to Huang Wen. Huang Wen ate his noodles as usual and didn’t pay any attention. Finally, the stall owner told Huang Wen someone called him. Huang Wen turned around and found it was Flower.

  Now Flower came out of the car and told the driver to go first. Flower sat opposite Huang Wen at the same table. Huang Wen was both overjoyed and nervous at the same time.

  Flower smiled, “nice to meet you. Huang Wen, right?” Then she told the stall owner to bring her a bowel of noodle too. The stall owner was in a daze. Flower teased him, “don’t you worry about me having no money?” Then the stall owner recovered himself and said, “so charming a lady to eat my noodles, really my honor to serve you.”

  When the bowel of noodles were ready, Flower took some to feed Huang Wen. Huang Wen flushed and didn’t know what to do. Just then a tragedy happened and Flower became Helen of Troy.

  Several cars stopped and came out a bunch of guys. A handsome guy shouted at Flower, “ you don’t have time to have dinner with me. And you have time to have noodles with this paltry guy at the dirty stall? You bitch! Guys, beat him.”

  Flower begged the guy to stop without result. Then she was seized by two strong men and filled in a car. Poor Huang Wen, he was beaten badly. The stall owner hid himself at first, but finally he couldn’t allow himself to be a coward anymore for Huang Wen was nearly beaten to death. Then he called the police, the guys didn’t want to beat Huang Wen to death either, so they went away.

  Huang Wen was taken to hospital. During his days in hospital, he didn’t tell anyone about the truth, even to the policeman. The Smod hotel was nice to Huang Wen and paid all his fee-for-service. After his recovery, Huang Wen decided to leave Shanghai and went home.

  At the last night, he called all his friends to have dinner and Karaoke. Then he left Shanghai to his home by train. After so many years in Shanghai, he came with empty hands and now had to leave with empty hands.

  When he came home, he decided to cultivate his family land. His parents didn’t blame him. His parents only knew to support him whatever he did. There was no need to say about ridicule of fellow villages. Some kind-hearted people introduced him some girls, Huang Wen didn’t even want to see any of them. He just did farm work day after day.

  Only by hard farm work, Huang Wen felt a little relieved from his heart. After the sunrise, Huang Wen went to the field to do farm work. After sunset, Huang Wen went home to have supper and then went to bed. He didn’t even want to watch TV.

  After a year, when his fellow villagers taught their children and always treated Huang Wen as a very bad example, however, Huang Wen found his heart as still as a lake of water. He just wanted to live this kind of simple life for the rest of his life and thought it was none of others’ business.

  Until one day, Huang Wen went to the field to work as usual with his parents. Only Huang Wen’s granny was at home. A beautiful and fashionable young lady came to his shabby home. It was Flower. His fellow villagers all followed the young lady and told her where Huang Wen’s home was.

  They only met this kind of young lady on TV and never saw a real one. Then all kinds of feelings toward Huang Wen were issued. Someone said, “wah, Huang Wen was really lucky to be loved by so pretty a girl. No wonder he didn’t want any other girls…” Someone said, “Huang Wen is really modest.” Someone said…

Post comment Comment (2 replies)

Reply snowflying 2011-10-29 23:32
hehe,my friend, today is too late, i'll read tomorrow. interesting to your blog surely. good night,my friend. you guys don't sleep too late too,that's not good to body,hehe
Reply 如主文 2011-10-29 23:43
snowflying: hehe,my friend, today is too late, i'll read tomorrow. interesting to your blog surely. good night,my friend. you guys don't sleep too late too,that's
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