On the metro line 13, the contents of a beautiful wife's phone call were filled with emotion.

On the metro line 13, the contents of a beautiful wife's phone call were filled with emotion.
　　　　
As the bustling crowd crowded into the carriage, many people rushed in first to grab their seats. Although I was in the front, I didn't take the seat because I felt rushed in when the door opened, after finding a seat, I put my ass on the top of the door, which seems very indecent.
　　　　
I stood by the door and wondered what to eat at night. After a pleasant bell sounded, I noticed a girl standing on the right side of me. She looked pretty and her long hair was like a waterfall, and she was like a fairy in a long group.
When she answered the phone, she smiled very sweetly: Husband, I am on the metro. What? Are you working overtime? When? Why is it 12 o'clock? It's too late. You can eat something in the restaurant below your organization. Don't eat anything too greasy. Also, it's too hot. Don't eat spicy food and it's easy to get angry. Smoke less. Will you take a taxi back in the evening? Call me in advance and I will pick you up at the door of the community. Well, well, I can just eat it. Good, good, 88.
　　　　
What a considerate wife can't help but envy me.
　　　　
When she arrived at Zhichun Road, her phone rang again, and she received the call again: What happened to her husband? Come back to eat? Isn't it necessary to work overtime? Oh, that's good. What do you want to eat? I went back to buy food. It's okay. No problem. I went to the supermarket downstairs in my house. I had beans in my house. I chose beans. I want to buy more tomatoes. What? Fried rice for you? Okay, right? No problem. I don't want to buy any fruit. I still have half of them in the refrigerator. Let's eat them. Well, I'll squeeze the watermelon juice for you ....
　　　　
I am jealous. Alas, a standard wife and mother. She does not seem to care about this because it is on the subway. There are still many people around her. Maybe she thinks that even though there are many people, no one knows anyone and gets off each other. So, she is still on: Husband, come back early. Be careful on the road. Oh, I won't go out after dinner. I have to wash your clothes first .....
　　　　
Oh, my God, it's time for me to have so many lives and wash clothes. I suddenly wanted to see what her husband is and what a so happy person is like.
　　　　
When the car arrived in longze, the sage assigned another number with a phone number, and the voice of the speech was obviously smaller than just now, but it was close to me. I believe a few people around me can still hear it, the content is as follows:
　　　　
Don't come over. My husband will be back soon and he will not work overtime.
I don't know what to say on the phone. I only saw the girl listen to the phone seriously and say, "Well, me too... I love you too ....
　　　　
Life, maybe this is life. What are the stories of people around me when I get off with the bustling crowd?