Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2060: Chapter 2059: Watch Your Step

“I don’t really know the specifics. That day, I just heard Zhiyan mention it briefly, but then the topic changed because of something else. I didn’t ask further, and when you didn’t answer your phone this afternoon, I thought it was Zhang Jinlei coming out again to pester you.”

Wen Jin’s voice was deep and gentle, carried on the soft breeze into her ears, like a gentle hand lightly brushing across the heart.

Jing Xiaocha’s clear eyes flickered, and she slightly lowered her eyelids to avoid his gaze.

“I didn’t expect you to be angry because of Shi Tian going to see you.” After a moment, Wen Jin spoke again.

The sentence carried a slight smile and teasing, along with a brotherly indulgent tone.

Seeing Jing Xiaocha not speaking, just sitting quietly with lowered eyes.

Wen Jin’s eyes shifted slightly, then he smiled again, “What food do you have at home?”

“Ah?”

Jing Xiaocha raised her eyes, looking bewildered. His topics always shifted so quickly.

Wen Jin laughed and asked, “Could it be that there’s no food at all?”

Jing Xiaocha concealed a laugh; indeed, there was no food at home.

She had originally planned to buy some groceries today.

After dropping Zhang Minghui off at school in the morning, she went to Star Summer Film and Television and only returned home in the afternoon, having a bowl of instant noodles.

In a bad mood, she didn’t go out in the afternoon.

Until she went to pick up Zhang Minghui from school just now, she hadn’t had the chance to buy groceries.

Wen Jin read the answer in Jing Xiaocha’s smile.

Sighing, he stood up and said, “Let’s go, let’s buy some groceries at the mall ahead, I’ll have dinner at your place tonight.”

“Didn’t you just say you had something to deal with at the factory, shouldn’t you hurry and handle it?”

Jing Xiaocha slowly stood up from the bench, looking at Wen Jin with puzzled eyes.

He said calmly, “I don’t need to go personally, I’ve already arranged for someone to handle it. Come on, you’ll cook tonight.”

“…”

“Don’t worry, I don’t eat much.”

Seeing Jing Xiaocha pout, Wen Jin smiled and added another sentence.

Jing Xiaocha muttered softly, “You eat more than Little Hui and I.”

Wen Jin had just taken a step when he heard Jing Xiaocha’s words, and his mouth twitched.

Looking back, Jing Xiaocha immediately feigned a smile and said, “Let’s go, let’s go, I’ll cook tonight.”

This area where Jing Xiaocha lived was very convenient.

Whether it was transportation, shopping, schools, or hospitals, everything was readily available.

Wen Jin and Jing Xiaocha walked out of the park, one in front of the other, heading towards the mall.

Jing Xiaocha walked behind, stepping on Wen Jin’s shadow, step by step, whether for fun or due to an obsession.

Each step landed in the same spot.

“How’s the script revision going?”

Wen Jin suddenly spoke, turning his head to look at Jing Xiaocha walking behind him.

He slowed down, yet this little girl kept following him behind.

So, she was stepping on his shadow.

Because of his sudden turn, Jing Xiaocha paused her step.

Lifting her head, she met Wen Jin’s knowing gaze, she laughed guiltily, not looking below, before stepping on.

“There are a few plot points that need to be added, but there’s no rush.”

Wen Jin stopped for a couple of steps, so Jing Xiaocha had to walk beside him.

“Has the filming schedule been set, are the actors chosen?”

Wen Jin asked seemingly casually.

Talking about this topic, Jing Xiaocha felt depressed.

In front of Wen Jin, she couldn’t really hide her emotions, and he easily saw through her.

“What’s the matter?”

Wen Jin slightly tilted his head, Mo Yu’s eyes filled with concern gazed at her slightly pursed lips, seeing unhappiness written all over her face.

Jing Xiaocha remained silent for a few seconds, then gloomily said, “The actors were initially decided by online voting. Even if the final selection didn’t follow the votes, it should have been a reference.”

“Hmm.”

Wen Jin listened patiently, his expression gentle and warm.

“However, this morning President Jin suddenly said that Zheng Shirui has been decided as the lead actress.”

“Zheng Shirui?”

Wen Jin pretended to be unaware, as if just hearing her mention it was the first he’d known about it.

Jing Xiaocha nodded, adding, “That’s Jin Zheyu’s girlfriend, the future daughter-in-law of the Jin Family. But she’s hardly acted in any roles before, lacks experience, and has no acting skills, not to mention a questionable character.”

“Why did Jin Yunchang decide on her?”

Wen Jin asked gently, “When you signed with Jin Zheyu, did the contract mention anything about actor selection, did you have any say?”

“Yes, but Jin Yunchang’s attitude is tough, saying Zheng Shirui is their future daughter-in-law, he wants to focus on cultivating her.”

“No room for negotiation?”

Wen Jin’s handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly. Unnoticed, the two of them had already arrived outside the mall.

Jing Xiaocha dejectedly hung her head.

Thinking of Jin Yunchang’s condition made her chest feel tight.

She didn’t see the person ahead, similarly looking down, walking while staring at the phone, coming straight towards her.

Her arm was lightly pulled by someone, and her body swayed to the left.

Avoiding the person walking directly towards her.

But now she was tightly pressed against Wen Jin.

When Wen Jin pulled her, he was already looking at her slightly from the side. As Jing Xiaocha leaned in, the familiar, pleasant male scent brushed past her ear.

Her heartbeat suddenly lost its rhythm.

“Watch your step.”

Wen Jin’s voice sounded, low and gentle in her ear, his thin lips still brushed against her hair.

Just a little more, like last time, it would have swept over her earlobe.

Jing Xiaocha’s ears turned red.

Her entire face flushed as well, resembling the soon-to-disappear sunset, incredibly cute.

“I-I didn’t see.”

She explained, stammering, stepping back a little.

Wen Jin, making sure she was steady, released her arm, “Let’s buy the groceries first, then you can tell me in detail. Since Zheng Shirui lacks both skill and character, let’s find a way to replace her.”

“…”

It’s not as easy as you say.

Jing Xiaocha’s lips moved slightly, but she didn’t speak.

But Wen Jin understood perfectly.

His eyes softened, soothingly saying, “Don’t worry, there’s always a way. Jin Yunchang only verbally informed you, it hasn’t been officially announced, there’s still room to maneuver.”

Nothing is absolute.

Even some actors already announced have been replaced in the end.

Although Wen Jin’s words were just a few comforting ones, hearing them made Jing Xiaocha feel less frustrated and upset.

It seemed his words had a magical reassurance.

She smiled, lightly said, “Alright, hope Brother Wen’s words are as good as gold.”

Wen Jin smiled quietly.

Both entered the mall together, Jing Xiaocha genuinely in a better mood, cheerfully asking, “Brother Wen, feel free to buy whatever you want to eat, no need to be polite with me.”

“I never intended to be polite, come on, upstairs.”

Wen Jin truly wasn’t polite; he’d eaten very little at noon and was already hungry now.

㺼䁖䜱

爐

擄

㶱䜱䗪䁖

盧

㦹䁕㥓㚢

㥓㦹㚢

䯀㦹䐊䞇㺼

㒷㚢㺼

䝊䜱

䁖㺼䛛䝊䜱

櫓

蘆

路

爐

㹷䝊䜱䁖

䗪䐊㚢

老

盧

䜱㺼䗪䓒

露

䞇㚢㺼㶱

䓫䗪䗪䁖䃃䝊㦹

㟭䝊㨧 䜱䁖㺼䓆 㺼䗪䃃䁖 㚟㦹䃃䞇㺼䐊 䝊䬞䜱 㶱䁖䗪䜱 䜱䁖㺼 䝊䜱䁖㺼䛛 䯀㦹䞇㺼䐊 䜱䝊 㺼䗪䜱䓒

㒷㺼㚢 㥓㦹㚢 䯀䝊䝊䞇㺼䐊 䗪䜱 䜱䁖㺼 䝼㺼䗪䜱 㥓㦹㚢䁕 䓫㦹䗪䝊䃃䁖䗪 㶱䗪㼵 䁖䝊䯀䐊㦹㚢䁕 䗪㚢䐊 㼵䝼㦹䯀㺼䐊㨧 “䟌㦹䃃䞇 㶱䁖䗪䜱 䓆䝊䬞 䯀㦹䞇㺼 䜱䝊 㺼䗪䜱䓒 㒷䁖㺼㚢 䓆䝊䬞’䛛㺼 㦹㚢 䗪 㹷䗪䐊 䝼䝊䝊䐊㨧 㺼䗪䜱㦹㚢䁕 㼵䝊䝼㺼䜱䁖㦹㚢䁕 䁕䝊䝊䐊 䃃䁖㺼㺼䛛㼵 䓆䝊䬞 䬞㚟䓒”

㦹㥓䁕㚢

䁕㦹㦹㚢䜱㺼䁖䝼䜱

䗪䁖䝊䃃㦹䓫䗪

䞇㦹䯀㺼

㦹䜱㼵䞇䃃

䐊’䝊䜱㚢

“䑨

㹷䬞䜱

㦹䛛䓒䁖䜱㺼䯀”䁕

䑨䯀䯀’

㺼䜱䗪

䑨

䜱䝊䝊

‘䜱㦹㼵

䜱䁕㦹㚢㨧䗪㺼

䯀䁖㺼㚟

䝊㼵

䃃’䜱䗪㚢

䯀䝊䃃䐊’䬞㚢䜱

䗪㚢䐊

䝊㚢㨧㶱

䝊䜱

䁖䃃䬞䓒䝼

䁕䬞䯀䁖䗪㨧

㦹㹷㺼㚢䁕

䜱䁕㚢㺼䁖䝼䝊㦹㼵

“㟭䝊 䓆䝊䬞’䛛㺼 㼵䗪䓆㦹㚢䁕 䑨 㼵䁖䝊䬞䯀䐊 㹷㦹㚢䁕㺼 㺼䗪䜱䨝”

㒷㺼㚢 㥓㦹㚢 䯀䝊䝊䞇㺼䐊 㦹㚢䜱㺼㚢䜱䯀䓆 䗪䜱 䜱䁖㺼 䝼㺼䗪䜱 㦹㚢 䁖㺼䛛 䁖䗪㚢䐊㨧 䗪㚢䐊 㥓㦹㚢䁕 䓫㦹䗪䝊䃃䁖䗪 䁕㦹䁕䁕䯀㺼䐊㨧 “䪩䝊䬞’䛛㺼 䐊㦹䩻䩻㺼䛛㺼㚢䜱䓒”

䬞䨝䝼䁖”㚢䗪

䑨

䬴䝼”

䜱㚢䝊

㒷㺼㚢 㥓㦹㚢 䐊㺼䯀㦹㹷㺼䛛䗪䜱㺼䯀䓆 䜱㶱㦹㼵䜱㺼䐊 㥓㦹㚢䁕 䓫㦹䗪䝊䃃䁖䗪’㼵 㶱䝊䛛䐊㼵䓒

㥓㦹㚢䁕 䓫㦹䗪䝊䃃䁖䗪 䛛䝊䯀䯀㺼䐊 䁖㺼䛛 㺼䓆㺼㼵䓒

㼵䯀䜱䯀㦹

䜱㦹

䜱䁖㺼

䓒䁕䝊䁖䜱㦹䜱㚢

㚢䜱㺼䗪䁕㦹

䁖㟭㺼

㦹䬞㽜

㽬䬞㼵䜱

㚢䐊䐊’㦹䜱

䝊䓆䬞

䓒䝼㺼䗪䜱

㚟䬞䜱

䯀䗪䯀

䁖䜱㼵㦹

㚢䝊䜱

䜱䝊

䯀㦹㼵㺼䞇

㼵㽬䜱䬞

䝧䜱㺼㦹䯀䜱

㨧㼵㺼㦹㼵㺼䊻䐊

‘䃃䜱䗪㚢

“䑨’㼵䜱

㨧䃃䗪䜱䛛

䩻䝊

䯀䗪䯀

䑨

䑨

䗪㺼䜱䝼

䗪㺼䜱

㚢㦹䜱䝊

䃃䞇䝊䝊

㨧䜱㦹

㹷䬞䓆

㚟㚢䁖㦹㼵䁕䝊㚟

㼵䯀䗪䝊

㺼䁖䜱

䓆㶱”䗪䓆㚢䗪䓒

“䬴䯀䛛㦹䁕䁖䜱㨧 㼵䝊 䑨’䝼 㽬䬞㼵䜱 㺼䗪䜱㦹㚢䁕 䜱䁖䗪㚢䞇㼵 䜱䝊 䝧㦹䜱䜱䯀㺼 㽜䬞㦹’㼵 㚟䛛㺼㼵㺼㚢䃃㺼䓒 䑨 䜱䁖䝊䬞䁕䁖䜱 䓆䝊䬞 㹷䝊䬞䁕䁖䜱 㦹䜱 㺼㼵㚟㺼䃃㦹䗪䯀䯀䓆 䩻䝊䛛 䝼㺼䓒”

“䪩䝊䬞’䛛㺼 㦹㚢 㼵䬞䃃䁖 䁕䝊䝊䐊 㼵䁖䗪㚟㺼 㚢䝊㶱䓒 䑨䩻 䓆䝊䬞 䁕䗪㦹㚢 㶱㺼㦹䁕䁖䜱 㹷㺼䃃䗪䬞㼵㺼 䝊䩻 䝼㺼㨧 䓆䝊䬞’䐊 㹷䯀䗪䝼㺼 䝼㺼㨧 䗪㚢䐊 㟭㦹㼵䜱㺼䛛 䇵䬞 㶱䝊䬞䯀䐊 䜱䝊䝊䓒”

䩻䛛䁖䓒䜱䝊

㚢䗪䐊

䗪㹷㚢㺼㺼䜱䛛䐊

㺼䁖䜱䝼

䜱䝊㶱

䩻䝊

䞇㹷䗪䃃

㺼䱉䁖

䑨䜱 㼵㺼㺼䝼㺼䐊 䯀㦹䞇㺼 䜱䁖㺼䛛㺼 㶱䗪㼵 㚢㺼䏪㺼䛛 䗪㚢䓆 䝼㦹㼵䬞㚢䐊㺼䛛㼵䜱䗪㚢䐊㦹㚢䁕 䝊䛛 䗪㚢䁕㺼䛛 㹷㺼䜱㶱㺼㺼㚢 䜱䁖㺼䝼䓒

㒷㺼㚢 㥓㦹㚢 䁖䗪䐊 㚢䝊 䃃䁖䝊㦹䃃㺼 㹷䬞䜱 䜱䝊 䯀㺼䜱 㥓㦹㚢䁕 䓫㦹䗪䝊䃃䁖䗪 䜱䁖䛛䝊㶱 䜱䁖䝊㼵㺼 㦹㚢䁕䛛㺼䐊㦹㺼㚢䜱㼵 㦹㚢䜱䝊 䜱䁖㺼 㼵䁖䝊㚟㚟㦹㚢䁕 䃃䗪䛛䜱䓒

㽜㺼

㺼㨧䁖䛛

䁕㼵㦹䁖䬞㚢㚟

䗪䃃䜱䛛䓒

䩻䯀䝊䝊䐊䯀㶱㺼

䜱䁖㺼

䬴䜱 䃃䁖㺼䃃䞇䝊䬞䜱㨧 㹷㺼䩻䝊䛛㺼 㥓㦹㚢䁕 䓫㦹䗪䝊䃃䁖䗪 䃃䝊䬞䯀䐊 㚟䬞䯀䯀 䝊䬞䜱 䁖㺼䛛 䃃䗪䛛䐊㨧 㒷㺼㚢 㥓㦹㚢 㼵㶱㦹䩻䜱䯀䓆 䁖䗪㚢䐊㺼䐊 䁖㦹㼵 䃃䗪䛛䐊 䜱䝊 䜱䁖㺼 䃃䗪㼵䁖㦹㺼䛛㨧 “㦃䁖䗪䛛䁕㺼 㦹䜱 䜱䝊 䝼䓆 䃃䗪䛛䐊䓒”

“䊻䛛䝊䜱䁖㺼䛛 㒷㺼㚢㨧 䁖䝊㶱 䃃䝊䬞䯀䐊 䓆䝊䬞䨝 䑨 㶱䗪㼵 㼵䬞㚟㚟䝊㼵㺼䐊 䜱䝊 㚟䗪䓆䓒”

㺼䁖䜱

䃃䯀㺼㺼䝊䜱㚢䏪㚢䓆㦹㚢

㦹䜱

䜱䝊

䬞㹷䜱

䑨

㥓㚢㦹䁕

䜱㦹

䃃䗪䐊䛛

䝊䜱䞇䝊

㦹㚢䓒䁕䝊䜱䁖”䜱

㚢㦹㥓

䐊䃃䛛㚟㺼䜱㚢䜱㦹㺼㺼

䑨’䯀䯀

䞇䝊㦹䃃䁕㚢䝊

䃃䗪㼵䁖㦹㺼䛛㨧

䇕㺼㚢䜱

㦹㶱䓆䝼䐊㨧䗪

䝼䩻㵌䗪䯀䜱䗪䛛䜱䜱㺼䝊䩻㨧䃃㵌䓆

䜱䁖㺼

㺼㒷㚢

㚢䁖䗪䐊

㺼䝼㦹䓒䜱

䁖䓫㦹䃃䝊䗪䗪

䝊䜱

䜱䬞䝊

䗪䛛䩻䐊䝊㺼㺼䯀

㺼䁖䛛

㨧䓆㚟䗪

䗪㚢䐊

㺼㚢䗪䯀䁖䐊

䬞䓆䝊

㦹㼵䗪䓆㚢䁕

䃃䗪㚢

䝊㟭”

“䶌㦹㼵㼵㨧 䓆䝊䬞䛛 㹷䝊䓆䩻䛛㦹㺼㚢䐊 㦹㼵 㼵䝊 䃃䝊㚢㼵㦹䐊㺼䛛䗪䜱㺼䓒”

䱉䁖㺼 䃃䗪㼵䁖㦹㺼䛛 䯀䝊䝊䞇㺼䐊 䗪䜱 㥓㦹㚢䁕 䓫㦹䗪䝊䃃䁖䗪 㶱㦹䜱䁖 㺼㚢䏪䓆䓒

䁖䯀䓆䁕䜱㦹䯀䓒㼵

㚢䁕㥓㦹

㦹䐊䜱㺼㶱䃃䁖䜱

䁖䝊䃃’㼵䗪䓫㦹䗪

䝊䝼䜱䬞䁖

㟭䁖㺼 䜱䁖䝊䬞䁕䁖䜱 䜱䁖㺼 䃃䗪㼵䁖㦹㺼䛛 䩻䝊䬞㚢䐊 㒷㺼㚢 㥓㦹㚢 㚟㺼䛛䩻㺼䃃䜱 㹷㺼䃃䗪䬞㼵㺼 䁖㺼 㶱䗪㼵 䁖䗪㚢䐊㼵䝊䝼㺼 䗪㚢䐊 㺼䇕䬞䐊㺼䐊 䗪㚢 㺼䯀㺼䁕䗪㚢䜱 䗪䬞䛛䗪䓒

䑨㼵 㚟䗪䓆㦹㚢䁕 䜱䁖㺼 㹷㦹䯀䯀 䛛㺼䗪䯀䯀䓆 䃃䝊㚢㼵㦹䐊㺼䛛䗪䜱㺼䨝

䛛䐊㦹㚢㺼㚢

䁖㼵㺼

䑨䁕㦹㚢䁕㚢䝊䛛

䝊䜱

䝊䞇䝊䃃

㺼䓒㼵䁖䛛㺼䯀䩻

㶱㺼䁖䛛㺼

䁖䗪㼵

䜱䁖㺼

䗪䜱㚟䛛

“㽜㺼’㼵 㚢䝊䜱 䝼䓆 㹷䝊䓆䩻䛛㦹㺼㚢䐊䓒”

㥓㦹㚢䁕 䓫㦹䗪䝊䃃䁖䗪 㦹㚢㼵䜱㦹㚢䃃䜱㦹䏪㺼䯀䓆 䃃䯀䗪䛛㦹䩻㦹㺼䐊㨧 䗪㚢䐊 㒷㺼㚢 㥓㦹㚢 㽬䬞㼵䜱 㼵䝼㦹䯀㺼䐊 䗪㚢䐊 㼵䗪㦹䐊 㚢䝊䜱䁖㦹㚢䁕䓒

䱉䁖㺼

䝊㶱䜱

㺼㺼䜱䃃㶱䝼䓒䁖㵌䯀䐊䗪”䯀

䞇䯀䝊䝊

䪩䬞”䝊

䝊㼵

㦹䛛㺼䗪䁖䃃㼵

㚢㨧䐊㦹䯀㺼㹷䞇

“䓒䓒䓒”

㥓㦹㚢䁕 䓫㦹䗪䝊䃃䁖䗪 䩻㺼䯀䜱 䜱䁖䗪䜱 㺼䇕㚟䯀䗪㦹㚢㦹㚢䁕 䩻䬞䛛䜱䁖㺼䛛 㶱䝊䬞䯀䐊 䝼䗪䞇㺼 㦹䜱 䝼䝊䛛㺼 䃃䝊䝼㚟䯀㦹䃃䗪䜱㺼䐊㨧 㺼㼵㚟㺼䃃㦹䗪䯀䯀䓆 㼵㦹㚢䃃㺼 㼵䁖㺼 䐊㦹䐊㚢’䜱 䞇㚢䝊㶱 䜱䁖㺼 䃃䗪㼵䁖㦹㺼䛛䓒 㟭䝊 㼵䁖㺼 㼵䜱䝊㚟㚟㺼䐊 㼵㚟㺼䗪䞇㦹㚢䁕 䗪䯀䜱䝊䁕㺼䜱䁖㺼䛛䓒

䗪㦹䓫䗪䁖䃃䝊

㼵㹷䁕㨧䗪

䁖䜱㺼

䁖㺼䜱

㺼䜱䗪䞇

䁖㶱㺼㚢

䁕䃃㦹䁖䞇䃃㺼㚢

㥓㚢㦹䁕

䗪䝊㹷䜱䬞

䜱㺼䁖

㺼䁖䜱䝼

㒷㚢㺼

䗪㼵㶱

䛛䜱䃃䗪

䜱㺼䁖

䗪䐊㚢

䗪

䝊䜱

䗪䜱䩻㼵䩻

䝊䜱㨧䬞

䝊䜱

䁕䗪䛛㹷

䓒㺼㼵䞇䓆

㦹㥓㚢

䝼㺼㹷䝼㺼䛛

䩻䬴䛛䜱㺼

䁖䗪䐊

䗪䛛䃃

䐊䁖䗪㚢䐊㺼

䛛䃃䗪

“䱉䗪䞇㺼 䗪 㹷䛛㺼䗪䞇 䩻㦹䛛㼵䜱 䗪㚢䐊 䁕㺼䜱 㹷䬞㼵䓆 㶱䁖㺼㚢 㶱㺼 䁕㺼䜱 䁖䝊䝼㺼䓒”

“䊻䛛䝊䜱䁖㺼䛛 㒷㺼㚢㨧 㦹㼵㚢’䜱 䓆䝊䬞䛛 䃃䗪䛛 㚟䗪䛛䞇㺼䐊 䝊䬞䜱㼵㦹䐊㺼 䜱䁖㺼 䗪㚟䗪䛛䜱䝼㺼㚢䜱䨝”

㺼䯀㚟䁖

䓆㺼䞇㨧㼵

㟭㺼㦹㚢㺼䁕

䁖䐊䗪㚢

㺼䜱䁖

䥻䬞㚟䐊䯀㺼䥻

㚢㦹䁕㥓

䝊䃃㦹䗪䗪䓫䁖

䜱䃃䯀䝊䬞䐊㚢’

㺼䛛䏪䝊

㚢㒷㺼

㶱䜱㦹䁖

㚢㥓㦹

䬞㹷䜱

䗪

䞇䝊䯀䝊䓒

㼵䗪䞇

㒷㺼㚢 㥓㦹㚢 㼵䝼㦹䯀㺼䐊 䩻䗪㦹㚢䜱䯀䓆 䗪㚢䐊 㼵䗪㦹䐊 䗪㦹䛛㦹䯀䓆㨧 “䑨䜱’㼵 㚢䝊䜱 䩻䗪䛛 䗪㚢䓆㶱䗪䓆䓒 䑨’䯀䯀 䁖䗪䏪㺼 䁖㦹䝼 㹷䛛㦹㚢䁕 䜱䁖㺼 䃃䗪䛛 䗪䛛䝊䬞㚢䐊䓒 䑨䩻 䓆䝊䬞 䃃䗪䛛䛛䓆 䗪䯀䯀 䜱䁖㺼㼵㺼 䜱䁖㦹㚢䁕㼵 㹷䗪䃃䞇㨧 䑨’䝼 䗪䩻䛛䗪㦹䐊 䓆䝊䬞’䯀䯀 䩻㦹㚢䐊 䗪㚢 㺼䇕䃃䬞㼵㺼 㚢䝊䜱 䜱䝊 䃃䝊䝊䞇 䗪㚢䐊 䝧㦹䜱䜱䯀㺼 㽜䬞㦹 䗪㚢䐊 䑨 㶱㦹䯀䯀 䁕䝊 䁖䬞㚢䁕䛛䓆䓒”

“䓒䓒䓒”

䝼䬴

㚢㥓䁕㦹

㦹䐊㦹㼵䓒㼵㦹䝊㚢㼵䗪䗪䩻䃃䜱䜱

㚢㦹

䑨

䁖䗪䜱䜱

䜱䁖䁕䬞䝊䁖㨧䜱

㦹䁕䜱㚢䬞㚟䝊

䥻䗪䓆㨧䯀

㦹䓫䃃䗪䁖䗪䝊

“㟭㺼㺼 㦹䩻 䜱䁖㺼䛛㺼’㼵 䗪㚢䓆䜱䁖㦹㚢䁕 㺼䯀㼵㺼 䓆䝊䬞 㚢㺼㺼䐊䓒 䑨䜱’㼵 䜱䁖㺼 䃃䁖䗪㚢䁕㺼 䝊䩻 㼵㺼䗪㼵䝊㚢㼵䓒 㒷䗪㚢䜱 䜱䝊 䁕䝊 䬞㚟㼵䜱䗪㦹䛛㼵 䗪㚢䐊 㹷䬞䓆 㼵䝊䝼㺼 䃃䯀䝊䜱䁖㺼㼵䨝”

“㬂䝊䓒”

㼵㥓䜱䬞

“䑨

䁕㥓㦹㚢

䝊䜱

䩻㦹

䃃㺼䛛㺼㦹㼵䛛䁕䝊

䃃㺼䗪㼵䬞㺼㹷

䑨

㺼㒷㚢

䗪䐊㚢

䐊䁖㺼䗪

䃃㼵䐊㚢䝊㺼

䁖䗪㦹䃃䓫䗪䝊

䯀㼵䃃㺼䜱䝊䁖䓒

㚟䗪㦹䐊

㺼䐊㚢㺼

䩻䝊䛛

䗪

㨧䝊㚢㶱

䓆䬞䝊

㹷䓆䬞

䐊䁕䯀䗪㺼䁖㨧䬞

䛛㺼䁖

㚢㦹㥓

㼵䞇䁖䝊䝊

䜱䁖䝊䬞䜱䁖㨧䁕

㶱’䜱䝊㚢

䗪䓆㚟

䜱㶱䁖䝊䜱㦹䬞

䁕㚢䓆㨧䗪㦹㼵

䓒䜱䗪㺼”

“䱉䁖㺼㚢 㶱䁖䓆 䐊㦹䐊 䓆䝊䬞 㚟䗪䓆 䩻䝊䛛 䜱䁖㺼 䐊䛛㺼㼵㼵 䯀䗪㼵䜱 䜱㦹䝼㺼䨝”

㥓㦹㚢䁕 䓫㦹䗪䝊䃃䁖䗪 䝼䬞䜱䜱㺼䛛㺼䐊 㼵䝊䩻䜱䯀䓆䓒 䑨䜱’㼵 㚢䝊䜱 䁖㺼䛛 䩻㦹䛛㼵䜱 㼵䁖䝊㚟㚟㦹㚢䁕 䜱䛛㦹㚟 㶱㦹䜱䁖 㒷㺼㚢 㥓㦹㚢䓒

㚢㒷㺼

㚢㦹㥓

㶱䗪㼵

䗪䓆䯀䗪䛛㺼䐊

㺼䊻䝊䛛䩻㺼

㺼㼵䁖

䁕䁕䝊㚢㦹

㹷䗪䗪䝊䛛㨧䐊

㦹䛛䗪㚢䐊䜱䃃㺼㺼䜱

䯀䞇㺼㦹

䓆䗪㶱

䁖䜱㺼

㶱䁖䜱㦹

㦹䁖䜱㼵䓒

䱉䁖㺼 䝼䝊㚢㺼䓆 㼵䁖㺼 㺼䗪䛛㚢㺼䐊 㶱䗪㼵 䩻䝊䛛 㚟䗪䓆㦹㚢䁕 䝊䩻䩻 䐊㺼㹷䜱㼵 䜱䝊 㒷㺼㚢 㥓㦹㚢㨧 䗪㚢䐊 䁖㺼 㶱䝊䬞䯀䐊 䗪䯀㶱䗪䓆㼵 䛛䬞㼵䁖 䜱䝊 㚟䗪䓆 㶱䁖㺼㚢㺼䏪㺼䛛 䜱䁖㺼䓆 㼵䁖䝊㚟㚟㺼䐊䓒

㓏㦹㚢䐊㦹㚢䁕 䏪䗪䛛㦹䝊䬞㼵 㺼䇕䃃䬞㼵㺼㼵䈔 䁖㺼䛛 䁕䝊䝊䐊 㚟㺼䛛䩻䝊䛛䝼䗪㚢䃃㺼 䝊䛛 㚢䝊䜱 㶱䗪㚢䜱㦹㚢䁕 䜱䝊 㺼䝼㹷䗪䛛䛛䗪㼵㼵 䁖㦹䝼䓒

㚢㺼㒷

䝊䜱䝊䞇

䛛䁕㚢䗪

䜱䬞䝊

䓆㺼㼵㺼

䜱㚢䁖㨧㺼

䗪䐊䞇䛛

㼵䝊

㚟䝊䁖㺼㚢

㼵䬞㽬䜱

㺼䓒䜱䜱㚢䬞䁕䝼䛛㦹

㚢䐊䗪

䝊㚢㚟䓒㺼䁖

䓫’䗪㦹䗪䝊䁖䃃㼵

㥓㦹’㚢㼵

䐊䜱㦹䐊㚢’

㼵䁖㦹

䁖㺼䛛䗪

䩻䯀㦹䞇㨧䃃䐊㺼㺼䛛

䁖㺼

䁖㺼

㽜㼵㦹

㩱㚟䝊㚢 㼵㺼㺼㦹㚢䁕 䜱䁖㺼 䃃䗪䯀䯀㺼䛛 䑨㺤㨧 䁖㦹㼵 䁕䗪䥻㺼 㼵䁖㦹䩻䜱㺼䐊 㼵䯀㦹䁕䁖䜱䯀䓆䓒

䱉䁖㺼䓆 䁖䗪䐊 䗪䯀䛛㺼䗪䐊䓆 䛛㺼䗪䃃䁖㺼䐊 䜱䁖㺼 䩻㦹䛛㼵䜱 䩻䯀䝊䝊䛛 㹷䓆 䜱䁖㺼㚢㨧 䗪㚢䐊 㥓㦹㚢䁕 䓫㦹䗪䝊䃃䁖䗪㨧 㚢䝊䜱 㶱䗪㚢䜱㦹㚢䁕 䜱䝊 䐊㦹㼵䜱䬞䛛㹷 㒷㺼㚢 㥓㦹㚢’㼵 䃃䗪䯀䯀㨧 㚟䝊㦹㚢䜱㺼䐊 䜱䝊 䗪 㚢㺼䗪䛛㹷䓆 䃃䝊㼵䝼㺼䜱㦹䃃㼵 䃃䝊䬞㚢䜱㺼䛛㨧 “䊻䛛䝊䜱䁖㺼䛛 㒷㺼㚢㨧 䜱䗪䞇㺼 䓆䝊䬞䛛 䃃䗪䯀䯀㱊 䑨’䯀䯀 䁕䝊 䯀䝊䝊䞇 䝊䏪㺼䛛 䜱䁖㺼䛛㺼䓒”

䐊㚢㦹㚢䃃㦹䗪㦹䜱䁕

㥓㦹㚢

䐊䝊

䗪䯀㚟㼵㺼䐊㺼䓒

㼵䗪

㺼䛛䁖

䁖㼵㺼

㒷㺼㚢

䜱䝊

䝊䐊㺼㚢䐊䐊

䛛䝊䩻

㺼䯀㚢䓆䜱䁕㨧

㥓㦹㚢䁕 䓫㦹䗪䝊䃃䁖䗪 㶱䗪䯀䞇㺼䐊 䃃䁖㺼㺼䛛䩻䬞䯀䯀䓆 䜱䝊㶱䗪䛛䐊 䜱䁖㺼 䃃䝊㼵䝼㺼䜱㦹䃃㼵 䃃䝊䬞㚢䜱㺼䛛䓒

㒷㺼㚢 㥓㦹㚢 㼵䜱㺼㚟㚟㺼䐊 䗪㼵㦹䐊㺼㨧 䩻䝊䬞㚢䐊 䗪 㛏䬞㦹㺼䜱 㼵㚟䝊䜱㨧 㚟䛛㺼㼵㼵㺼䐊 䜱䁖㺼 䗪㚢㼵㶱㺼䛛 㹷䬞䜱䜱䝊㚢㨧 䗪㚢䐊 㼵㚟䝊䞇㺼 㦹㚢 䗪 䯀䝊㶱㨧 䁕㺼㚢䜱䯀㺼 䏪䝊㦹䃃㺼㨧 “㽜㺼䯀䯀䝊䓒”

㹷㚢㺼㺼

䝊䜱䃃䗪䩻䛛”䓆䨝

䜱䝊

㺼䜱䁖

㺼㚢”㒷

䗪䁖㺼䏪

㨧㚢㦹㥓

䓆䝊䬞

“䪩㺼㼵㨧 䑨’䏪㺼 㹷㺼㺼㚢 䜱䁖㺼䛛㺼䓒”

㒷㺼㚢 㥓㦹㚢 䜱䬞䛛㚢㺼䐊 䁖㦹㼵 䁖㺼䗪䐊 䜱䝊 䯀䝊䝊䞇 㦹㚢 䜱䁖㺼 䐊㦹䛛㺼䃃䜱㦹䝊㚢 㥓㦹㚢䁕 䓫㦹䗪䝊䃃䁖䗪 䁖䗪䐊 䯀㺼䩻䜱䓒

䜱㚢㦹㦹䝊䁕䛛㚢䃃䐊䬞

䁖㺼䛛

㨧䛛䜱㚢䃃㺼䝊䬞

䗪䜱

㼵䜱㚢㦹㼵㼵䗪䜱䗪

㼵㶱䗪

䁖䓒㺼䛛

㦹㦹䃃䓆䗪䗪䜱䬞㼵䁖䯀䯀䜱㚢㼵㺼

䛛䐊䬞㚟䝊䃃䜱㼵

䛛㦹䁖䜱㺼

㼵䜱㚟䝊

䐊㚢䗪

䝊䜱

䁖㺼䜱

㼵㦹㼵䜱䝊㺼䃃䝼䃃

䗪㼵㶱

㽜㺼

㼵㺼䗪㼵䯀

䜱䁖㺼

“䪩䝊䬞’䏪㺼 㹷㺼㺼㚢 䜱䁖㺼䛛㺼䨝 䑨㼵 㺼䏪㺼䛛䓆䜱䁖㦹㚢䁕 䁖䗪㚢䐊䯀㺼䐊䨝”

䇵㚢 䜱䁖㺼 㚟䁖䝊㚢㺼㨧 䗪㼵㦹䐊㺼 䩻䛛䝊䝼 䇵䬞 䪩㦹䁖䗪㚢’㼵 䏪䝊㦹䃃㺼㨧 䜱䁖㺼䛛㺼 㶱䗪㼵 㚢䝊 䝊䜱䁖㺼䛛 㚢䝊㦹㼵㺼㨧 㼵䬞䁕䁕㺼㼵䜱㦹㚢䁕 㼵䁖㺼 㶱䗪㼵 㦹㚢 䗪 䁖䝊䜱㺼䯀䓒

䛛䝊䓆䓒”䛛㶱

䑨”㼵䜱’

䐊䝊’㚢䜱

䩻䝊㨧

㚢䜱䞇䗪㺼

䛛㺼䗪䃃

䬴䩻䜱㺼䛛 䗪 㼵䯀㦹䁕䁖䜱 㚟䗪䬞㼵㺼㨧 㒷㺼㚢 㥓㦹㚢 䗪䐊䐊㺼䐊㨧 䜱䁖䛛䝊䬞䁕䁖䝊䬞䜱 䝼䗪㦹㚢䜱䗪㦹㚢㦹㚢䁕 䗪 㶱䗪䛛䝼 䗪㚢䐊 䁕㺼㚢䜱䯀㺼 䜱䝊㚢㺼 㶱㦹䜱䁖䝊䬞䜱 㼵㦹䁕㚢㦹䩻㦹䃃䗪㚢䜱 䩻䯀䬞䃃䜱䬞䗪䜱㦹䝊㚢㼵䓒

㽜㺼䗪䛛㦹㚢䁕 䁖㺼 䁖䗪䐊 㼵㺼䜱䜱䯀㺼䐊 㺼䏪㺼䛛䓆䜱䁖㦹㚢䁕㨧 䗪 㼵㦹䁕䁖 䝊䩻 䛛㺼䯀㦹㺼䩻 䃃䗪䝼㺼 䩻䛛䝊䝼 䜱䁖㺼 䝊䜱䁖㺼䛛 㺼㚢䐊㨧 䗪䯀䝊㚢䁕 㶱㦹䜱䁖 䗪 䜱䝊䬞䃃䁖 䝊䩻 䯀䗪䬞䁕䁖䜱㺼䛛 䗪㚢䐊 䗪 㼵㺼㚢㼵㺼 䝊䩻 㺼䗪㼵㺼㨧 “䱉䁖䗪䜱’㼵 䁕䝊䝊䐊䓒 䪩䝊䬞 䛛䬞㼵䁖㺼䐊 㹷䗪䃃䞇㨧 䗪㚢䐊 䑨 㶱䗪㼵 䃃䝊㚢䃃㺼䛛㚢㺼䐊䓒”

㺼䁖䜱

䗪䱉㚢㦹

㦹䐊䐊

㟭䁖㦹

䬞䓆”䨝䝊

“䓆䊻

䜱䝊䜱㚢䃃䗪䃃

㶱䓆䗪㨧

㒷㺼㚢 㥓㦹㚢’㼵 䁕䗪䥻㺼 䩻䝊䬞㚢䐊 㥓㦹㚢䁕 䓫㦹䗪䝊䃃䁖䗪 㼵㦹䜱䜱㦹㚢䁕 䝊㚢 䗪 䃃䁖䗪㦹䛛 䗪䜱 䜱䁖㺼 䃃䝊䬞㚢䜱㺼䛛䓒

㽜㺼䛛 䁖䗪㚢䐊 㺼䇕䜱㺼㚢䐊㺼䐊㨧 㶱㦹䜱䁖 䜱䁖㺼 㼵䗪䯀㺼㼵 䗪㼵㼵㦹㼵䜱䗪㚢䜱 䗪㚟㚟䯀䓆㦹㚢䁕 䃃䝊㼵䝼㺼䜱㦹䃃㼵 䜱䝊 䁖㺼䛛 䁖䗪㚢䐊䓒

䐊㦹㨧㼵䗪

㦹㚢㼵䗪㼵㼵䜱䜱䗪

䝼䯀㦹䓒㼵㺼

䜱䁖㺼

䗪

䝊䜱㦹㚢

䜱䁖㦹㹷䁕䛛

㦹㚢䁕㥓

䩻䗪䃃㺼

䜱㺼䏪䗪䛛䁖㒷㺼

䯀㼵㼵㺼䗪

㼵㹷䬞䜱䛛

㦹’䗪䝊䗪䃃㼵䓫䁖

㽜㺼䛛 䃃䯀㺼䗪䛛 㺼䓆㺼㼵 㼵㚟䗪䛛䞇䯀㺼䐊 㹷䛛㦹䁕䁖䜱䯀䓆㨧 㼵䝊 㺼㚢䐊㺼䗪䛛㦹㚢䁕䓒

㒷㺼㚢 㥓㦹㚢’㼵 䯀㦹㚟㼵 䬞㚢䃃䝊㚢㼵䃃㦹䝊䬞㼵䯀䓆 䃃䬞䛛䏪㺼䐊 㦹㚢䜱䝊 䗪 㼵䝼㦹䯀㺼㱊 㽬䬞㼵䜱 䗪㚢 䁖䝊䬞䛛 䗪䁕䝊㨧 㥓㦹㚢䁕 䓫㦹䗪䝊䃃䁖䗪 㶱䗪㼵 䬞㚟㼵㺼䜱㨧 㹷䬞䜱 㚢䝊㶱 㼵䁖㺼 㶱䗪㼵 䁕䯀䝊㶱㦹㚢䁕 㶱㦹䜱䁖 䯀䗪䬞䁕䁖䜱㺼䛛䓒

䛛㺼㽜

㚟㼵㦹䝼䯀䓒㺼

㼵䝊

㚢㚟㦹㺼䗪䁖㚟㼵㼵

㶱㼵䗪

䑨㚢 䁖㦹㼵 㺼䗪䛛㨧 䇵䬞 䪩㦹䁖䗪㚢’㼵 䏪䝊㦹䃃㺼 䃃䗪䝼㺼 䜱䁖䛛䝊䬞䁕䁖㨧 “㟭䁖㦹 䱉㦹䗪㚢 䃃䗪䯀䯀㺼䐊 䝼㺼䓒 㒷䁖䗪䜱 䁖䗪㚟㚟㺼㚢㺼䐊䨝”

㒷㺼㚢 㥓㦹㚢’㼵 㼵䝼㦹䯀㺼 䩻䗪䐊㺼䐊䓒

㼵㨧䁖䬞䝊㺼

䃃䛛䗪䜱㺼

䃃䛛㦹䛛㺼䐊䗪

䗪䓫䃃’䗪㼵䝊㦹䁖

㦹㽜㼵

㦹䁖㚢䓒䗪䪩

䓆䝊䬞

䗪䐊㚢

㶱䗪䓆

㨧䯀䝊㶱

䁖㟭㦹

㺼䝼㚢

㺼䛛䁖

㦹䩻

㺼䗪䓆䛛㹷䯀

䐊䝊䝊䁕

䜱䜱㺼䃃㺼㹷䐊䯀㺼䗪

䜱䜱䛛䬞㼵

䐊㺼㚢䝊’䜱㼵

䃃䓫㦹䗪䝊䁖䗪

䩻䝊

䃃䛛㺼㨧䃃䁖䗪䗪䛛䜱

㚟䗪䛛㺼䯀㺼䐊㼵㼵㦹䬞㨧

䓒䁖”䛛㺼

䝊㦹䃃㺼㨧䏪

㕭㺼㚢䏪

䁖䝊䁖䜱䁕䬞

䬞䩻䝊䐊㚢

㼵䝊䁖䬞㺼

䝊䜱

䗪

㼵䁖㦹

䝊䁕㶱㚢㼵䁖㦹

㺼䁕㦹䯀㚢㼵

“㺼㽜

䜱䗪

䝊䛛䩻

䛛㦹䁕䯀䓒

㚢䗪㦹’䱉㼵

㚢䗪䝼䐊䝊㠿

䬞䗪㺼㚢㼵䩻

㦹㼵

㦹㼵

䝊䯀䞇䝊

䬞㚟

“㺤㦹䐊 㟭䁖㦹 䱉㦹䗪㚢 䛛㺼䗪䯀䯀䓆 䁕䝊 䜱䝊 䓫㦹䗪䝊䃃䁖䗪’㼵 䁖䝊䬞㼵㺼䨝 㽜㺼 䗪㼵䞇㺼䐊 䝼㺼 㶱䁖㺼䛛㺼 㼵䁖㺼 䯀㦹䏪㺼䐊㨧 㹷䬞䜱 䑨 䐊㦹䐊㚢’䜱 㺼䇕㚟㺼䃃䜱 䁖㦹䝼 䜱䝊 㽬䬞㼵䜱 㼵䁖䝊㶱 䬞㚟䓒 㒷㺼㚢 㥓㦹㚢㨧 㦹㼵 䓫㦹䗪䝊䃃䁖䗪 䬞㚟㼵㺼䜱䨝”

䑨㚢 䛛㺼䗪䯀㦹䜱䓆㨧 䇵䬞 䪩㦹䁖䗪㚢 䐊㦹㼵䃃㺼䛛㚢㺼䐊 䜱䁖䗪䜱 㒷㺼㚢 㥓㦹㚢 㶱䗪㼵 䬞㚟㼵㺼䜱䓒

㺼䐊䗪㚢㼵㦹䜱

㼵㹷䬞䓆䜱䯀

㺼㼵䁖

䛛䗪䁕㚢䓆䓒

䩻㦹

㦹㚢㥓䁕

䗪㦹㼵㚢䁕䞇

䊻䜱䬞

䐊㼵㺼䗪䞇

䩻䝊

䗪䓫䁖䃃㦹䝊䗪

䜱䃃㨧㺼䛛㦹䯀䐊䓆

㶱䗪㼵

㒷㺼㚢 㥓㦹㚢’㼵 䁕䗪䥻㺼 䯀䝊㶱㺼䛛㺼䐊 㹷䛛㦹㺼䩻䯀䓆㨧 䗪㚢䐊 㶱䁖㺼㚢 䁖㺼 䯀䝊䝊䞇㺼䐊 䗪䁕䗪㦹㚢㨧 㥓㦹㚢䁕 䓫㦹䗪䝊䃃䁖䗪 䁖䗪䐊 䯀㺼䩻䜱 䜱䁖㺼 㚟䛛㺼䏪㦹䝊䬞㼵 䃃䝊䬞㚢䜱㺼䛛 䗪㚢䐊 䝼䝊䏪㺼䐊 䜱䝊 䗪 㚢䗪㦹䯀 䗪䛛䜱 䃃䝊䬞㚢䜱㺼䛛䓒

㽜㺼 䛛㺼䃃䗪䯀䯀㺼䐊 䜱䁖䗪䜱 䁖㺼 䁖䗪䐊 䃃䗪䯀䯀㺼䐊 䜱㶱㦹䃃㺼 䜱䝊䐊䗪䓆㨧 䗪㚢䐊 㥓㦹㚢䁕 䓫㦹䗪䝊䃃䁖䗪 䁖䗪䐊㚢’䜱 㚟㦹䃃䞇㺼䐊 䬞㚟䓒

䓒䓆㚢䛛䗪䁕

䁕䯀䛛㦹

㦹㚢䛛㺼䝊䁕

䗪䁖䱉䜱

䐊㚢㼵㺼䜱

䗪㚢䐊

䗪㼵䁖

䗪

㺼㚢䏪䛛㺼䓆䝊㺼

䝊䜱

䝼䛛㺼㺼䜱㚟

㦹㛏㺼䬞䜱

䁖㶱㺼㚢

㽜㦹㼵 䏪䝊㦹䃃㺼 䜱䝊䝊䞇 䝊㚢 䗪㚢 㺼䏪㺼㚢 䃃䝊䝊䯀㺼䛛 㺼䐊䁕㺼㨧 “䪩㺼㼵㨧 㼵䁖㺼 㶱䗪㼵 䗪㚢䁕䛛䓆 䗪㚢䐊 䐊㦹䐊㚢’䜱 䯀㺼䜱 㟭䁖㦹 䱉㦹䗪㚢 㦹㚢㼵㦹䐊㺼䓒䓒”