ONE NIGHT

I spent the evening with one of my girl friends yesterday, while his husband and son went out. After a bath in the public bathroom, we went back to her home with some fruit. I enjoyed fruits and yogurt in the living room, and had a little chats on the movie. We put the pad on the table in the living room, a mini one. The table is half covered with tins and bottles with various nutriment. She put the washing- machine in the kitchen, in front of the sink, leaving a path where only can permit one person, one slim person. For me, i have to go on half- turned.

After the movie, we went to bed, on which the quilt is really comfortable, in which I’d like to sleep until I completely wake up. However, I had to get up before the sun shows up. After washing in my face in the kitchen, because their washing room is far less than 1 ㎡.

I sat in front of the table where we saw the movie the former night to make up. There is no mirror, i had to take out my powder box which has a mirror cover, because their mirror is behind a little closet door, which you have to sit on a little kid’s chair to see urself in it. Later, I found I left my foundation in the classroom, so I tried to use hers. However, it turned out that hers nearly runs out, as I saw she used a cotton bud to tick out the little on the bottle walls.

Taking off her pajamas, which,, in fact, is a long T-shirt covered with pills, I said goodbye to her. I escaped from her home. I was wondering: how could she bear such a cave- like room for years, before and after the wedding, even after their son came out.

What do you marry one person for? Love? Life? Kids? Or what else?

I haven’t got any answer, content for me, so I can’t say YES to anyone.