There are two women in a man's heart. One is red rose, the other is white rose. If he marries with red rose, she will become a mosquito blood on the wall; if marries with white rose, she will become a piece of rice dropped on the table----A Chinese female writer
Remember last Saturday's BBC1drama, the lady in that drama said: I always want my little place, my little view and my little world, which my husband doesn't know.
So she comes to the chair every Wednesday where she had two appointments with a boy when she was 17. As they both engaged, they only had two appointments. The boy also comes to the same chair every Thursday, but they never meet over the past 40 years until one day the old man made a mistake about the date. He came on Wednesday. They had a relax conversation about the view, marriage, then her son's name is ED, who is in his 40s, His name is also ED and finally why do you come here every Wednesday? They finally recognized each other after a long conversation. No hugs, calm and gentle as usual, but they walked up to the peak of the hill, they both agreed the view there is better.
I asked myself do they love each other. Possible not, as love need time to build up. But they must have good impression to each other. They need something fresh outside their married, but they both loyalty to their marriage.
Monday, 19 November 2007
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