"Because you are busy. Come on, I'll get the food. You can tell him. 」
I made it clear on purpose, hoping he could hear me.
I mean well.
I know what home is. Every home is unique. Therefore, their original home will never accommodate me.
I'm not joining, but building.
A brand new home.
It all starts with introducing the name.
Fortunately, I don't know her. If you don't know each other, there is no imaginary enemy. If you don't know, you can build and love this family in my way.
She's not coming back. According to him, "she chose to leave. 」
Every time I think of what he said, my heart can't help exultation. Is there a wrong idea?
In front of what you love, no one is wrong.
Dinner is ready. A table for three. Not much.
After a long silence, he gave me a spoonful of ground meat. I put it in my mouth. Very sweet.
I learned, too. Try to take risks.
I gave him a spoonful of minced meat.
He froze for half a second and looked a little surprised.
Then, he put the minced meat in his mouth.
I cried.
I hope there will be no hatred for him (her).
In fact, I just want them to tell themselves that life can still be beautiful.