(Old affairs touching)
Accountant's job report
Mahjong to me
Should be familiar
I've had it for many years
I've once been idle because of it
Been restless because of it
Even quarreled with my husband because of it
Though a little gambling may make one happy
My husband is the type who would rather the official set fire than let the common people light a lamp
He can indulge in drinking and merry-making
Whenever he's at home, all he does is eat, drink, and play
Calling it men's socializing
When he sees me bringing people home to play cards, he gives me looks
Especially when there are more children around
(Most of my card friends are housewives with children)
His obsession with cleanliness becomes even stronger
Seeing his silent endurance makes me uncomfortable too
He only gets angry with me after everyone leaves
But who can't see the impatience on his face?
So whenever he's at home,
No one disturbs us
The days he's not at home
Should be the time I feel most free, right?
I can make the rooms messy without tidying up
I can accumulate lots of clothes before washing them
Being stubborn suits me just fine, how carefree
At this time, I'm full of laziness
For a period of time
Playing cards became my job
More proactive than going to work
It seemed like I was enjoying it thoroughly
Relaxed yet stimulating
No one knows my absent-mindedness
How good it was
Not long ago
I accidentally got to know the internet
Instantly attracted by it
Turns out I could waste time here
Haha, I was so happy
Sometimes I would say silly things to myself that sound dumb to others
And I couldn't see their facial expressions
I don't care whether they admire or disdain or even despise me
I release myself fully
This sudden change made my card friends uncomfortable
How could someone who once called herself the "card queen" leave so abruptly?
So yesterday
I specially made time
Wanting to regain that commanding presence in the card game
Haha
The result, as expected, was clear
I couldn't get into the state anymore
That sense of panic like walking on thin ice surprised even myself
How could I have fallen for something else so quickly?
Touching those cold tiles
My hands sometimes would shake
When I got annoyed sitting, I would squat
That irritability made me a bit scared myself
It was like a young girl in her first love missing her lover
Could it be
That I've truly been caught in the net?