Friday, October 12, 2012

Date for time of _'s love 200 times

Date for time of _'s love 200 times

Like appointment before this many times, I hold a bunch of flowers, have entered the park. She and I have met each other under the wayside pavilion, then come in nearby bamboo grove, I pass the flowers in the hand over: "See you off. " She is a sweet one
Smiled, both hands were taken over, has scented, then embrace to the front. I that carve years, kiss at the volume of the trace already in her. She leans against my front gently, closes eyes.
For a good while, I say: "We mustn't always in have place of people furtively, go to the lakeside to take a walk. " She smiles shily: "Are not you afraid of having acquaintances to see you? " I say: "See that sees, there is something at the worst. " I am taking her by hand, along the step of pacing of lake. Many boat exchanges shuttle back and forth, is mixed with the children happy laugh in the lake. I ask her: "Remember first rowing starboard tack of our? " She nods: "Have really flashed for several decades quickly. " I say: "At that time, you were still a little girl, blushed once speaking, did not dare to see me. " A layer of blush at she face go up by, as if immerse in the past event.
I am taking her by hand, the previous pedalo. She sits opposite to me submitting to very much.
This is the 200th appointment of ours. Actually, said that dated for 100 times, finished this game. But after 100 times, we have got here simultaneously. Then, we decide again: Over after dating for 200 times.
Row ship for a moment, it is a bit dizzy for her to say, I keep to the side ship, support she debark, say: "Let's sit down on the long chair getting there. " She nodded, suddenly, showed the alarmed expression in her eyes: "Bad. " I ask: "What's the matter? " She says keeping watch on behind me: "You who's that? " I have turned round, it is said also shocked: "Let him know at last. " She carries turning around ashamedly. I say: "Don't hide from, it is too late. "
Yes, it is too late! He comes over towards us furiously, look at me first, turn into her body and look at her again, then cry hurt and wrongedly: "Mum! You and father stroll in the park, why not bring me? " She turns body, embraces him in one's arms and says tightly: "I am sorry, son, we will certainly bring up you next time. "
The son " moans" Say: "I have followed you for a long time "


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