A little sweet story happened to us.
I still remember that day, I was walking on the way home. I received a text message from my boyfriend.
He asked ‘Where r u?!’
I replied immediately ‘ On the way home!’ I stopped and sit under a tree. I don’t know why he asked me so rude with no gracious word. You know, gracious words are a honeycomb, sweet to the soul and healing to the bones. I felt upset and send another message, ‘ What’s up?!’
‘I can’t cook.’ he said, ‘hungry, hurry.’
I found it both funny and annoying. I want to pretend I am very angry, ‘I am not a cooking machine.’
Well, it works. He said, ‘I mean I miss you…’ I was complacent at that moment.
As I was about to sent him a message, he send me another, ‘and your cooking skill.’