their voices the plane, his wife lying in bed and burst into tears, I leaned forward on the sofa Health heart, who does not speak, the time in the deadly silence in a sub-second walk. Am to noon, I am hungry belly, see the wife does not move, I had to get up cooking Taomi vegetables. As the planes just their voices, mood mess, chopping when a cut to the finger of God to go, "Ai You," a terrible pain, let me put a good knife thrown away, blood out. His wife, hear my cries, quickly ran over, a look at my hands full of blood, and I just forget the quarrel Fanxiangdaogui to find Band-Aid, she wiped the first paper was full of blood, fingers, and then carefully to put Band-Aid wrapped the wound, a little while, the blood stopped.

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