这是一个美式房间,胡桃色雕花餐桌上摆放着烛台,烛光照着她的脸,她的头发轻轻挽起,几缕碎发散落在脸庞,在她身后的酒柜里,有几只玻璃高脚杯和几瓶酒,酒柜的玻璃上映着她的背影。苏瑾在等着她的丈夫下班回家。苏瑾抬头看了一眼时钟,她并不着急,相反,她开心地想着,这划过的每一分钟,都在向他丈夫回家的时刻拉近,想到这儿,她露出恬静温柔地浅笑。她卷起手中绣着的十字绣,绣针掉到了地上,绣针落地的微小声 This is an American-style room with a candlestick on a walnut carved table, a candlelight shining on her face, her hair gently rolled up, a few glitches scattered on her face, a few in the wine cooler behind her Glass goblet and a few bottles of wine, the glass of the wine cabinet with her back. Su Jin waiting for her husband to go home from get off work. Su Jin looked up at the clock, she did not worry, on the contrary, she was happy to think that every minute of this stroke, are getting closer to his husband to go home, think of here, she showed a gentle and gentle shallow laugh. She rolled up his hands embroidered stitches, embroidered needles fell to the ground, embroidered needle to the sound of small