The story continues.
[Della finally found it. It was made for Jim, not for someone else.
The shop sold her for twenty-one dollars, and she had eight cents and seven cents left and hurried home.
After buying this gift, she was left with only eight cents and seven cents.
When Jingwen read this, her eyes began to sour, and she almost burst into tears.
"Jim never came back late. Della folded the watch chain in her hand and sat down on the corner of the table by the door where he had to enter. Then she heard his footsteps on the stairs downstairs, and she had a habit of praying silently for the simplest things of daily life, and now she whispered: "Please God, let him think that I am still beautiful."
"You are the most beautiful!" Jingwen couldn't help but blurt out.
The clenched palm suddenly loosened again, and he began to worry about what his husband would do to his wife next.
[The door opened, and Jim stood inside it, motionless like a hunting dog smelling quail.] His eyes were fixed on Della, with an expression she couldn't understand, which alarmed her greatly. It was neither anger, nor surprise, nor dissatisfaction, nor disgust, nor any look she expected. He stared at Della only with that peculiar look. Why
is this? Jingwen's head was full of question marks, and her husband shouldn't have reacted this way.
"Did you cut your hair?" Jim asked hard, as if he hadn't figured out the obvious fact after racking his brain.
"Not only cut, but sold." Della said. "Do you still like me the same anyway? Even without hair, I'm still me, isn't it?" Poor
Della, her husband didn't seem happy.
Jingwen held her breath.
"Did you say you didn't have hair?" He asked with an almost idiotic look.
......
Jim seemed to have suddenly woken up from his trance. He took Della in his arms.
Jingwen couldn't guess what this husband thought, he obviously loved her!
Jim pulled a bag of things out of his coat pocket and threw it on the table.
"Don't misunderstand me, Della." He said, "Whether it's cutting hair, trimming my face, or washing my hair, my love for my girl will never diminish." But just open the bag and you'll understand why you just stunned me.
Jingwen watched the story unfold in disbelief, and what the husband took out of his pocket turned out to be a comb!
[Because in front of me is the set of combs inserted in the hair—a full set of haircombs, which Della has longed for for a long time.]
......
But she still held the comb in her arms, and it took a long time before she lifted her misty teary eyes and smiled and said to Jim, "My hair grows fast, Jim!"
......
Jim hasn't seen his beautiful gift yet. She eagerly stretched out her outstretched palm and handed it to him. The insensible precious metal seemed to sparkle to reflect her cheerful and enthusiastic mood.
"Pretty, Jim? I traveled all over the city to find it. Now you have to look at the watch hundreds of times a day. Give me your watch and I'll see how it looks on it.
Jingwen covered her mouth, in order not to let the laughter wake up her roommate next door.
Yes, this is what love is.
There seems to be a passage at the end of the story, Jingwen picked up the cup, drank the saliva and prepared to read it patiently.
"Della," he said, "we've put aside our Christmas presents and saved them for now." They're so good that it's a shame to use them now. I sold my gold watch and bought your hairbrush for money. Poof
——!
A mouthful of water sprayed directly on the computer screen!
Jingwen never expected that the ending would be like this!
The wife sold her hair to bring a strap for her husband, and the husband sold a gold watch for his wife.
They sacrifice their most precious items for each other, and the gifts they give lose their meaning.
But at the same time they got a new gift - love!
This Weibo by the unpopular singer Qin Dongjun has aroused a lot of interest in many Qin fans who were originally indifferent to short stories.
[I really didn't expect such an ending, it feels both unexpected and reasonable. ] 【
Did you know?】 I was just eating, and suddenly I sprayed my dad across the table, and now I have just finished beating up... This sour]
[Identification completed! ] Our boss has the potential to be a literary hero. 【
I hope to update this kind of short story a little more in the future, it is quite good.】 【
So who is Maggie?】 I didn't even see a wheat pocket! 】
......
Qin Dongjun looked at the various opinions in the comment area, some were moved, some were surprised, and even more scoffed.
If his fans have something to gain, it will not be in vain for him to be a porter.
After a while, he pinned his comments above the comments section.
[True love must not be an instant touch. It's a long-term two-way rush to each other!
A long time ago, I thought that my love was separated by mountains and seas, and mountains and seas could not be flat. Later I learned that the sea has a boat to cross, and the mountain has a road. Now I have discovered that mountains and seas can be peaceful, and difficult peace is people's hearts. Afraid of losing time, goodbye is difficult to move.
In this materialistic era, many people no longer believe in love and are no longer willing to give.
Love, on the other hand, requires just giving so that people can no longer feel love.
One-sided giving is not called love, that is called licking the dog.
Only when the two give together and consider each other is it called a two-way love. 】#
Qin Dongjun#Maggie's gift#The love between the two sides
occupied the hot search list for a while.
When everyone is touched by this view of love, they can't help but reflect on what the essence of love really is.
It should not only be the measurement of interests, the solidification of relationships, and the partnership of life.
Instead, it should be a deep thought, someone you most want to cherish for the rest of your life.
The best way to express love is to give from the other person's point of view, giving the other person what they really need, it can be a cheap item, it can be a warm word, or a I understand your eyes.
......
Many people in the circle are envious and jealous, and Qin Dongjun can be popular with a clockwork Weibo casually, and their constant desperation to the death is rarely taken care of.
Only after sleeping before taxes can people watch a joke.
This person must have a water army brigade leading the rhythm, and the industry has heard which capital is holding people.
But no one inquired into it.
This person either has no background and relies on fan running water.
Either the background is scary to death, so that the media can shut up en masse.
Either way, it's not to be underestimated.
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