Deteriorate as soon as the man is rich? !

Deteriorate as soon as the man is rich? !
He has intelligence and wealth which the successful man had, likewise, he is also not scarce in the effete and sentimental writings in general story joining in the fun on occasion. He think as through that severe winter reach finally spring life at this moment, warm and nice and warm, colorful. She has been proud of him quietly all the time, it is rich to move towards from the poverty, lead to success from failing, she understand advance one difficult fee do his countless energies, she often thinks while being every, she just cooks for him, does washing, and grown a son, the brilliance compared with he is really too negligible. He has dealings with various types of people,etc., write with a free pen in the crowd in other communication every day, come back home often but one weariness, used to her take over overcoat, coffee and hot towel just right that bring in, then, it is to heart's content sleep upside down until what she complete is soft in. He has a lover, and more than one. He learn gambling, lose several Wan one night. His temper is greater and greater, not only the subordinate staff are afraid of him, even if she has not also dared close to him gradually, she flows through the tears, hide and feel dejected behind him many times, but she has been firmly believing all the time all the time he loves her. The life of the rain at night of the autumn wind, at dusk cool gradually of meal, waiting for the appearance making her young with the disappointment to be wan and sallow day by day many times, that heart that covers up under a pair of satisfaction and happy appearance, has split open and oozed out the blood silk gradually. On February 14, he had nearly chartered all roses of the next florist shop to make a gift of, two or three finally left, he packs with transparent marble paper and takes it home, that is his first time to give a rose to her. The pleasant surprise in she has not expected, just the expression is taken over calmly, has found one and put the vase not in use and filled with water and entered the flower receptacle for a long time. Go home one day, he finds carelessly that it is in full bloom to send those several roses of hers, is like having limitless life to well up from roots, he is very surprised, ask her why this rose is in bloom in a multiplicity of days in this way? She is looking at him, says slowly: "The rose is cut from spray, destined not to live for a long time, because she aches very much, I put several stop the pain slice in water that, go on till now just. " He has repented in a flash, is she before one's eyes that rose slowly unwilling to die? If wound of rose can administration stop, ache, wound at soul repair with analgesic then? Does she insist on not opening in order to lie in the lover's chest not grieved any more one day? He knelt shedding tears in front of her, had kissed her deeply, then held she and that bottle of roses into arms tightly, unwilling to unclamp again. Life scene

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