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I am wheat.
My ex-boyfriend Mengmeng just got married. I gave him a bread machine so that he would think of me every morning when he eats bread.
The third wish of my college days has also come true, that is: I hope he can be happy.
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Sophomore year, class dinner, only when Mengmeng and I had the last round of eating, I noticed this character.
He pointed to the leftover twice-cooked pork with his chopsticks, glanced at me, and said, "Why don't you eat twice-cooked pork?" It's greasy."
was quite serious, and said: "You are wrong, not greasy at all. How do you know that you don't like to eat twice-cooked pork before? How can you say it is greasy?"
is quite philosophical. I just clipped a small piece of it. It's stubborn. It tastes firm, different from the nausea of normal fat. I nodded to him again and again. It was delicious.
He then popularized me three canteen’s braised chicken legs, Dongmen’s curry chicken with spicy fried rice, and Beimen’s skewers.
Soon after, I followed him to the east, west, north and south gates of the school.
"Are you a girl who is not afraid of getting fat after eating so much? Look at your thick legs."
"What should I do? Can't help it! I was thin when I was in college, and the people who chased me lined up. There was a thin man who bought me a meal from my fellow villager, a table of barbecue, his small appetite was scary, and there was a pile left. At that time, I thought, the first thing I can find a boyfriend is that I can’t eat less than me! "
" Just blow it up, if you are here, there will still be meat left?"
A few days later, he took two cups of mung bean ice to the library, sat opposite and sent me a text message: "Someone I know Inside, neither men nor women eat more than you, or should I be aggrieved? If you think it works, come over and get a glass of mung bean ice cream, if not, both of them are mine."
library buzzing The buzzing ceiling fan can't blow away the mosquitoes that have to eat meat. I iced the mosquito bag on my arm while holding the mung bean paste, pretending to look at the English in front of me, and forcibly resisted laughing.
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my junior year in my junior year, a few of us went to the house rented by our classmates to have a dinner, I made a table of hard dishes: sweet and sour pork ribs, steamed mandarin fish, fried chicken spicy and spicy, three shreds of cold salad.
Mengmeng took a bite of chicken and fish, and cried immediately, wiping his nose, and said, "Why are you so generous with so much wine and so many peppers? It's so spicy. Is this fish drunk? Bitter."
Baijiu and Erjingtiao, wild sanjiao, millet spicy, dried chili, soaked ginger, and Zai ginger are all turned out from the classmate’s cabinet.
"Isn't it stated on the Internet that the sweet and sour pork ribs should be cooked first and then burned?"
"And just now you were carrying us in the kitchen and mixing the three shreds with your hands, we all saw it." After the
dishes were returned to the oven, everyone ate half of the face, and I ate all the rest as usual.
After we finished eating, we went back to school hand in hand. The autumn wind rolled the fallen leaves in the air, which made me burp.
Mengmeng said: "You still don't cook, I can cook for you in the future."
was filled with sweetness, and stimulated his throat with a pungent warmth, "Oh-" I hugged the big tree and vomited. Up.
"Why do you have to finish eating every time? Doesn't the stomach feel uncomfortable?" Mengmeng patted me on the back while handing a tissue.
"So many dishes, so expensive, I feel distressed"
My tutor job is laid off, and I am biting my teeth to buy vegetables, and I plan to eat this meal without eating meat for a month.
Mengmeng then forced me to eat porridge for a few days, saying it was a stomachache, a stingy guy than me.
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Mengmeng and I were barefoot when we met without shoes.
I rely on student loans to go to school, and I live by stingy, and I have a stomachache when I spend money. Every time I enter the supermarket, my brain does division quickly, and the unit price of pk is the lowest.
He is poor and heartless, and he loves to daydream.
Mengmeng said, your English is so good, it will be easy for you to want to go abroad in the future. Let's go together, earning a lot of money, and replace the torch of the Statue of Liberty with torch ice cream.
I laughed at him. I didn't have money to take the TOEFL exam and gave up the postgraduate program. None of these made my stomach hurt so much.
Wu
On the last birthday of my university, we went to the classmate who rented an apartment to cook again, and helped him clean up things by the way.West.
Mengmeng's mother mobilized the whole family and found him a job as a bank teller in her hometown in the north.
I found a job myself, a foreign company, in Chengdu.
Mengmeng cooked sweet and sour pork ribs, steamed mandarin fish, fried chicken with spicy and spicy sauce, and three shreds of cold salad. You may have not eaten for a few days and almost ate the plate.
We went back to school hand in hand. In the early summer, the anger changed and the rain started to change. Mengmeng and I hid under the eaves, holding my shoulders tightly, blocking the wind that could not find the north.
He looked at the sky and whispered: "I won't go home, I will stay with you in Chengdu. When I find a job, we will get married."
My stomach shrank into a ball again, I clutched my stomach and leaned against his chest, smelling the good smell of soap on his clothes, really wanting to take a bite.
However, his clothes are still the freshman one, washed white, 30 pieces.
However, I have made three birthday wishes. The first one is, I hope Mengmeng and I will never worry about eating again.
The rain is getting bigger and bigger, the leaves are shaking in a mess, and the flowers and plants are staggering.
Mengmeng also rained on the day of graduation and leaving school. He carried an electric rice cooker to my dormitory, the cheapest and strongest hemisphere brand, and told me to have a bad stomach and make my own millet porridge.
I watched him upstairs holding up the blue lattice umbrella and slowly disappearing from the corner of the street. I was worried what would happen if he suddenly came back to me, so I stood at the window and planned a hundred responses until the sky changed from duck egg color. Marinated egg color.
We broke up.
Lu
I stay in Chengdu and go to work.
Looking at the dazzling loneliness of the city at night, I often lay in bed and kept thinking about it, such a big person, and was chased away by the landlord at any time to live in an unsettled place, working overtime at any time, and feel dizzy as if sitting in a green leather car for 40 hours. Hard seat, what on earth are you pursuing, and why you want to make yourself like this, thinking about it is only to eat.
When you eat it in your mouth, happiness sprouts in your body and quickly grows into a lush tree spreading throughout your body. Those who are hungry will understand. In the third year of living alone, I ate more than 50 cold pot skewers and dried chili noodles for dinner, which was a bit supportive, and then I had another bite of braised intestines.
When I was sleeping, my stomach was acupuncture, and I rolled around in pain and sweated all over.
I was struggling to open the millet Mengmeng sent me and cook the porridge with the rice cooker he sent me.
Isn’t Xiaomi feeding birds? Can you eat it? The warmth of
porridge ironed the wound of the stomach, and the stomach slowly revived.
I watched the sky pale a little and cried silently, and finally got up till dawn and called Mengmeng.
The next day, Mengmeng arrived on the last flight,
I was waiting for him at the barbecue restaurant in front of the school to see his QQ space.
Except for a suspicious female colleague who is younger and more beautiful than me and takes pictures next to him, which obviously affects his career, it seems that his second birthday wish-I hope he and I will work well-has also come true.
He is still the same.
I said that the vodka to the 7up plus lemon is perfect. You can't change it to Sprite. Yesterday, I drank too much. I was embarrassed to toss you all the way.
I have striven to be sent to work in the United States, and I will leave next month, by the way.
I will inevitably oppress the Chinese female doctors over there. What should I do if I am pursued by people like Murdoch? I should be an ordinary American.
He said: "It's as if you can be an ordinary person. Do you think Americans are blind?"
he reached out to me with a hand and said, "Your stomach will be useless for the rest of your life, don't go. It’s a curse to the Americans, don’t you want to see me, now give you my last chance, no one will get up in the middle of the night to cook porridge for you, don’t regret it." The fine sparks of the
charcoal fire float in the noisy night and burn The charred pork belly was so oily that he wouldn't let me eat it, saying it was not good for my stomach.
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I am blind.
In the hard-seat compartment of the freshman entrance train, the fellow next to me quietly said to me: "Look at that girl, besides eating, she sleeps. Why doesn't she get fat after eating so much?"
Mai sat on the other side of the aisle without relatives or friends. Together, she slept on the table almost for more than 20 hours, white skin, ponytail cocked, like a junior high school student. She woke up every meal, put on black-rimmed glasses, and ate two packs of instant noodles with a stainless steel lunch box for the elderly.
later found out that the mind-boggling mind of doing everything as serious as eating was actually in our class.
One day, after all night in the Internet cafe, I went back to my dorm room in the morning and passed by the lake. It seemed to hear Song Dandan reading English. Who would dare to pronounce it so bad?
is wheat, so I learned it so hard in the first exam.
She read Northeastern English uncontested, but she still didn't see me.
I don't know when, I actually practiced a stunt. No matter how far away, my sight can always pass through the flow of people, and to find wheat, it may be related to her getting fat day by day.
As I expected, we were finally together, that day was June 2, 2009.
University graduated before playing enough, my mother insisted that I go home, I would rather die than follow.
Maimai said with red eyes that if her mother could find a job for her and treat her so well, she would definitely not hurt her mother.
Under her relentless insistence, we broke up.
I think, the rice cooker will look at you for me. I will wait for you to be 28 years old. If I have not found you back then, I will give up.
Today I am 28 years old and I am getting married. The bride is holding a bouquet, facing the sticky light rain, dragging her skirt and walking to my side. The music of
paused, and I said to her: "Wheat, I love you." The seventh year
loved you, I found you again.
In the 9th year of loving you, I married you, and you brought a rice cooker and bread maker.
How much time you love someone, you will spend so much time on TA, the way you came will never disappear, as long as you are willing to take the time to find it.
Time can dissipate thick and passionate love, and time can also reunite lost love .
