My Mister and My Love Records

Chapter 1: Text·My love record with my husband 1

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My husband and I met in the autumn of 2005. At that time, the maple leaves were red and the lake was green. My husband was nineteen and I was eighteen. We met at the best age for each other.

Fall 2005.

I was recommended to R University, chasing the autumn tiger, I met Mr. at the college at the beginning of autumn.

My husband's name is Tang Boxian, and I like to call him Mr. Tang when I am with him.

Mr. Tang has an elegant appearance, with a pair of gold-wire glasses on the bridge of his nose. When looking at people, he will look at your eyes very seriously. His eyes are slender and charming, and it is also those eyes that take my heart away.

I come from the north, the college is in the south, and I was very uncomfortable when I went there. I carried my backpack and found my dormitory according to the name on the roster. There was no place to stay, so I stood at the door of the bedroom waiting to go in. At this time, a person came out of the bedroom.

This is my current Mr.

I glanced at him curiously, he looked back at the dormitory and asked if I was a freshman

I nodded and said, "Hello, my name is Ran Qing."

The gentleman gave a "hmm" and said, "My name is Tang Boxian."

Tang Bo envy, Tang Bo envy.

I meditated in my mind, thinking that this name is really nice.

The husband said that they would not come out of the dormitory for a long time, and asked me to buy some daily necessities together.

I followed behind Mr. and said hello.

The gentleman was tall and tall, in stark contrast to the skinny I was at that time, like a small quail, following the beautiful peacock.

The girls in the supermarket are hiding in the corner and peeking at the husband, babbling and not knowing what to say. The husband looks at me and asks what do I need

I picked out some dried buns and said I liked this.

At the end of the checkout, there were a lot of dried buns in the plastic bag. When I left the supermarket, the husband gave me all the dried buns and said, "I bought it for you, eat more."

I widened my eyes and said in surprise, "That doesn't need to be so much, right?"

The gentleman smiled: "I'm not afraid of too many good things."

I remember that I ate it for two weeks so that the dried buns would not expire.

2.

After I went back, there was no one in the dormitory. My husband and I went to live with my aunt to pick up the quilt. The husband helped me hold the quilt. Looking at the smell of fireworks in this world, I always felt that my husband was an angel who came down to earth.

The husband helped me make the bed, I lay limp on the bed, and the husband squeezed my waist, laughing at me like a lazy pig.

I lay on the soft pillow, closed my eyes and said, "Isn't the little pig cute?"

The gentleman seemed to say it was cute, but I was already asleep, and I just remember someone saying a cute little pig in my sleep.

3.

In my freshman year, the curriculum was very tight. My husband and I were not in the same major, and the starting and ending times were different. The duration was either when he was in the dormitory when I was in class, or when he was in the dormitory when I was in the dormitory. Sometimes it's just a meal in a hurry.

When I spoke to my husband again, it was a month after the semester started. I made a mistake in choosing the elective course. I didn't expect to see my husband in the course.

The husband was also very surprised to see me. I walked up to him and sat down. The husband asked me why I chose this course

I embarrassedly explained that I had chosen the wrong one.

I saw a bit of loss in Mr.'s eyes, as if what I expected did not meet expectations, but disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if it was just my illusion.

The electives were difficult, I had a hard time listening, and my husband’s major was just hooked up, and he learned easily. Often times, the subjects that I couldn’t understand even though I tried so hard had already written down on the paper.

With my head down, I groaned softly.

The gentleman patted my head with a smile and said, "Little guy study hard."

I bit my pen, glanced at my husband, and said, "Why don't you teach me?"

The gentleman thought for a while and agreed.

I laughed excitedly, like I got some kind of baby.

4.

The gentleman spoke very clearly, and he bought me relevant textbooks. I learned carefully, and later I could learn by myself.

Once again, after completing the subject, I showed it to my husband, and the show-off version said: "Am I smart?"

The gentleman smiled, those eyes brightened my heart, and said, "The little guy is the smartest"

"Plop plop plop" I heard my own heartbeat, obviously I used to call me a little guy and I always disliked him when he said I was small, but now I hear it, but I blushed.

I turned my back and cocked the corners of my mouth and continued to work on the subject, but I didn't do much that night with my blush and heartbeat.

5.

After getting acquainted with my husband, we often go to the library to read books on weekends. Both of us are big bookworms. I major in liberal arts, and I don’t leave books in my hands. I read a book from morning to night, and I forgot to take a break.

The gentleman is better, and will remember to call me to dinner.

Because of this, my stomach problems from childhood to adulthood have been relieved a lot by Mr.'s punctual meal.

In the freshman semester, there are always rumors in the school that the husband has a girlfriend.

I didn't pay much attention to it at first, because my husband was always with me, so he probably didn't have time. But in the last few weeks of spring, my husband always shied away from my invitation to read books and didn't talk to me.

Until one day I saw my husband walking with a girl on the way to school. He and the girl were talking and laughing as they walked, like a pair of beautiful people.

My roommate who was with me also saw them and said to me, "No wonder Bo Xian left early and came home late recently. It turned out that he was with the bosom friend from their department."

I asked: "Sister Zhiyin?"

The roommate said, "Fang Zhiyin is a science girl. She has a good family and a beautiful appearance. The science department with lots of wolves and few meat can't wait to catch up with her. I didn't expect her to be cut off by Tang Boxian?"

I said "um", looked up and saw that the pair of Biren had already walked to Yuanyang Lake, I bit my fingertips, and my heart felt sour.

6.

The first quarrel with Mr. took place shortly after that.

The reason is that my husband promised me to go to the library. I was already sitting in the library waiting, but he called and said that he could not come. I was disappointed and said okay, and then I read books for a day. Bring me some snacks. I was hungry and lay in bed and was about to fall asleep before coming back. When he came back and saw me, he suddenly remembered that he promised me to buy snacks.

I smell the fresh girl perfume on him.

Thinking that he probably spent a day with Zhiyin-senpai before he killed himself, I couldn't help feeling aggrieved, I sniffed, looked at him with red eyes, and said, "I'm really hungry. ."

The husband took out a few packs of dried buns from his drawer and handed them to me. I threw off the dried buns angrily and yelled at him, "I said I was hungry, so would you give me this?"

I was so angry that I went to bed and hid under the quilt. Instead of coaxing my little guys like before, I took you to dinner, but stood silently in place. I listened to his movements, and after a while, I heard him go out. the sound of.

He didn't come back that night, and I hid in the quilt and felt sad all night.

Because I have a person in my heart who can't speak.

Later, I started the Cold War unilaterally.

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