1你,病了。凌晨两点多,躺在床上,两只湿漉漉的眼睛“叭嗒叭嗒”眨着,脸蛋潮红,小脚冰冻,也不吱声,一会儿搂搂我的脖子亲一口我的额头,一会儿替我理理凌乱的头发,乖巧得让人心疼。想到前一日晚,我留在单位加班赶材料没回去,你死抱着奶奶的电话不松,硬是蛮不讲理地要我回家,哭得稀里哗啦,嗓子都哑了。回台城时见到你,小脸花儿一样绽放,鸟儿一样地欢喜雀跃。我却板着脸,狠狠责问你为什么这样不懂事,胡搅蛮缠。顿时,你收起了欢欣,一脸的惶恐无辜,细声说“可是,我想你了呗……”一下子,刚刚硬起的心肠就被这细细的“想你”击溃,心里有软软的酸楚泛起。宝贝,你这可恶又可爱的小东西! You are ill. Two o’clock in the morning, lying in bed, two wet eyes Messy hair, well-behaved people feel bad. I think the night before last night, I stay in the unit to work overtime to catch up with the material did not go back, your grandmother phone call death is not loose, just unreasonably want me to go home, crying splinters, throat dumb. When I came back to Taiwan, I saw you in small flowers, like birds and birds. I have a straight face, fiercely asked why you are so naive, very funny. Suddenly, you put away the joy, a look of fear innocent, whispered “However, I think you chant ... ” At once, just hardened heart was thin “miss you ” Wrecked, my heart sounded soft sour. Baby, you damn cute little thing!