I Can Spend Lives Waiting for You Chapter 3

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In 1999, I was sitting on the train heading south, excited to be leaving home for the first time. The university is distant and mysterious in my heart, like a temple.

I had a few free days after I enrolled in school, and I used this time to visit every corner of the school. Only stay in the dormitory at noon and evening. At that time, I was autistic and withdrawn. I didn't know how to deal with strangers, so I always had a sullen face.

I vaguely heard that my husband was in another class, but I was not interested in going into details. It was not until half a month later that I found out: It turned out that he was in Class 2 and was placed in this dormitory due to the school's negligence.

I still remember the first thing my husband said to me was "You owe me twenty yuan."

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As I write this article, I’ve been thinking about it a lot lately. Only then did I realize that many details that I thought I had forgotten slowly emerged in my mind.

On the third day after enrolling in school, the telecommunications company sent someone to install the phone. The price of 201 was one hundred and sixty yuan, and each person shared twenty. I happened to be away, so my husband paid for it for me first.

This thing and this sentence actually have no profound meaning. If I hadn't been with my husband today, I would never have remembered it. But looking back after so long, it’s quite impressive.

She said to her husband: "The first time you spoke to me, you asked me for a debt. It's really a reality."

But my husband no longer remembers it.

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I am an extremely slow-tempered person, and it always takes a long time for me to become familiar with people from strangers. And he is worst at remembering other people's faces. Once he meets someone, he has a rough impression in his mind. The next time he meets him, he will find out why this person is different from what he thought.

I once complained to a classmate: "Every time I see my English teacher, I feel that she is different from the last time. She is completely different."

No matter how bad I am, after seeing each other day and night, I can still easily picture my husband's face in my heart.

Short, frizzy hair, a bit long face, lots of pimples and bumps, looking like a shotgun blast. Small eyes, one side is double and the other is single, the nose is neither high nor low, the mouth is big and the chin is big.

I can only say that I’m not ugly, that’s what my husband says about me.

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Opposite each other day and night, we are not tired of being together twenty-four hours a day. It's really just "morning" and "evening".

Twenty-four hours, nine hours to go to work, one hour to ride in the car, eight hours to sleep, and after deducting some miscellaneous things, the real relative time is less than four hours, which is very short.

Chatting, watching TV, and shopping were all gone soon, and I was still so happy that I wanted nothing more.

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While the commercial was playing on TV, I turned my head and looked at my husband's face, sighing and saying, "You can't imitate her, leaving only youth but no acne. It makes me unable to find a clean place to K!ss you."

My husband glared at me.

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Unlike me who is traveling alone across a thousand mountains without anyone to see me off, my husband comes with his brother when he reports to school.

Thirty years old, with a chubby face and a hint of her husband between her brows. At that time, I didn't foresee that my husband would be my husband, so I treated his brother as just a classmate and a family member.

One time, while I was chatting with my husband, he suddenly looked at me and smiled. I asked him why he was laughing. He said: "My brother told me, 'The one in your dormitory from Inner Mongolia is the most mature and stable.'"

"how do you say?"

"I said, 'You are not sure about people. He is naive, willful, childish, and lawless. He will not grow up even at the age of seventy.'"

Pounce on me, kick me, kick me, bite me!

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A language is an art, and my husband is extremely lacking in artistic skills. After failing to pass English every time, he said: "There are not many students in Gansu who are good at English. Every time I retake English, it's like having a hometown meeting."

I failed the CET-4 exam three times. The fourth time I went into battle and pretended to be someone else. The news was tight and he was caught in action. It doesn't matter that I was an accomplice, my husband was placed on probation, and I wrote all the review and cancellation applications.

Since Changsha is relatively strict, we moved our position and went to Tianshui to take the exam. His brothers and sisters all know that he failed Level 4, but his parents don't know.

On the train, I asked, "What should I call your mother?"

"Call Auntie, what else do you want to call me?"

I curled my lips, it was obvious that I was talking to someone next to me.

When we got downstairs, my husband's brother came out to greet me and said mysteriously, "I told my mother that you were under great pressure from work and were coming back to stay for a few days. You, a classmate, said you were here to play together."

What is "this classmate"? I am the person next to you!

Our relationship remained a secret, so we were separated. My husband lived at my parents' house, and I lived with his brother.