My aunt listened to what she wanted to say, but she did not say it. Gradually, I found her blushing.
I didn't realize that at her age, she could be as shy and blushing as a girl, and I couldn't help shaking my heart.
"Look, I washed your clothes and sheets last night." I pointed to the clothes drying on the balcony and said.
My aunt glanced at the balcony and saw that her evening dress and stockings were hanging on the balcony. She seemed a little embarrassed and said, "I'm a little embarrassed. It's hard enough for you to get me back last night. You can also help me wash clothes."
I said with a busy laugh,'My aunt is welcome if it's all right.
My aunt looked at me from head to foot with strange eyes.
"Why do you look at me like that?" I asked.
"I can't believe it." The aunt sighed, "You're all so old. Do you think we can stay young?" You're not old at all, Aunt. You haven't changed much from the past, so I recognized you at a glance last night." I said busily.
I'm afraid to form this feeling between our elders and younger generations, because once we have this feeling, it's more difficult to create a lover's feeling.
My aunt heard me complimenting and laughed.'Don't make your aunt happy. You've grown so old for so many years. Can I make no difference?'
"I mean it." I said with great seriousness, "You really haven't changed much. They all say that time is the biggest enemy of women. It seems that your enemy is a little weak."
My aunt finally laughed. This time it was a natural smile, which made my heart as sweet as honey.
It seems that the beginning of the story after our reunion is wonderful, at least I am very satisfied.
A good beginning is half the battle. I think after such a near-perfect beginning, my relationship with my aunt will surely go on for a thousand miles.
But I guessed the beginning, but not the end.
In order to thank me, my aunt urged me to make a breakfast.
I just pretended to be polite and accepted it.
It's not just about enjoying a handmade breakfast, but more importantly, it's been dreamed of many times.
In the night of hunger and thirst among teenagers, I dreamed that my aunt had become my virtuous wife, dressed very sexy and cooked for me in the kitchen.
Then I went in and grabbed her gently from behind. She looked back at me and we kissed. Her dress was thin, her skirt was short, and her body was very soft. Then I got hot and lifted the skirt, and something happened that shouldn't have happened.
Because it was my first dream in my life, I was particularly impressed by it.
When my aunt put on her apron and went into the kitchen, I suddenly felt overcharged with a dream!
I sat on the sofa, watching my aunt busy in the kitchen and imagining what had happened in that dream, which made me feel an impulse.
My aunt looked up casually and found me looking at her. She asked, "Why are you staring at me like that? Are you hungry?"
I said quickly,'No, no, you look fascinating when you cook.
The aunt smiled, looked up, sighed and said, "Actually, I haven't cooked for a long time."
"But the craftsmanship is not lost." I said, "It tastes good."
"Why didn't I find out when you were a kid that you were so sweet-mouthed?" My aunt laughed.
Breakfast was warm and pleasant. We talked a lot about the past and were very happy.
My aunt suddenly answered a phone call and looked in a hurry. Then she picked up her bag and told me, "I'm in a hurry. It's too late. I have to go first and talk later when I'm free."
I didn't realize that such a wonderful atmosphere ended abruptly. Although I was reluctant to part with it, I dared not delay because someone else had something urgent to do. I had to watch my aunt leave in a hurry.
After she left, I suddenly realized that I had made a silly mistake!
I don't have any contact information with my aunt?
Aware of this silly mistake, I hastily dropped my chopsticks, opened the door and chased out.
But I have been chasing to the entrance of the community, and I still haven't seen my aunt!
I'm so regretful that I want to commit suicide. How can I neglect such a crucial question?
I've been looking forward to ten years. It's not easy to meet again, and I've forgotten the most important question.
It's like making a perfect dish, everything is perfect, but it turns out there's no salt in it.
I can only hope that my aunt will come to me on her own initiative after she realizes this problem. After all, she knows my address.
For the next time, I came home on time almost every day after work. Zhang San told me to go out for activities. I refused to go out. I spent the weekend at home, worrying that when my aunt came to me, I wasn't at home.
But to my disappointment, half a year later, there was still no news, and my aunt did not come to me.
It frustrated me. I realized that the reunion was not so precious in my aunt's heart. I think she just thought that she was drunk that day and happened to meet a former neighbor, that's all.
without any contact, just by fate, this city