Accepting the Reality
It did not matter that he had not replied my short messages or answered my telephones, because I would be very content as long as he lived well and was happy everyday. Loving a person did not mean meeting or calling him every day. I hoped and prayed quietly everything went well with him at the bottom of my heart. I should continue working in the scorpion brushless motors factory rather than missing him or asking him to meet me all day long. I should be more reasonable and weigh what was the most important thing for me at present. I rode the synchronous motor electric car he bought for me and drank a lot of beers. I was more sober after the disturbance and suddenly felt I would not be so tired if I did not care about him so much. I would ride the power e bike to work every day and attempted to accept other boy’s pursuit. After all, I was old and it was high time that I should have found a reliable man and gotten married with him.
