It is very strange today, suddenly wants to write something, I feel somewhat bad here. Because this is a blog in some technology. But I don't know, I still like the use of diary. Very casual feel, very comfortable.
I think I am beginning to miss, I suddenly stopped like her at night, I want to hear her voice, I want to receive her text message, I think maybe I can see her. But everything, I will stand up when I think of the phone every time I think of it. Although I'm picking up the phone, I really have a very strange voice from the distance, and I feel a little disappointed. I am sick. This summer.
What will she do? Do you want this to have some things, but maybe she also has this feeling, I really have nothing to know, and I have been proud of my life for a long time, it seems that I haven't of the magic. Where is she? Do you sleep again? I don't know when I am so concerned, my good friend persuaded me, such concerns are not a good thing for a male, but I will always be like this, or I am not a successful man.
Yesterday, I called her home, and I received a middle-aged man. I don't think I'm thinking. I know is her father, it seems a bit stringent, and the style is very far away, he uses A vague accent asking me "Which? Are you?", How can I answer it, a little tortured, and finally the result is Xiaoyan. Just end, I didn't even know how to say it. I hope everything is fine, I hope that his father can accept me, my psychological hope can touch his father. We can think like friends.
There was no audio, a whole day, is she still in her grandmother, or I have been trained by his father, so that I don't contact me. She is a very filial child, all of which I can understand. So many unknown, let me think about it, sometimes I miss it, I don't know how to express it, such as I am now. I don't know how to write it, but I really miss you, Xiaoyan, my wife.
