I Just Want to Protect You

"You think ten years is so long, just like there are only ten steps between you and me, but no matter how the light is cast, you can't even touch my shadow." The woman looked down at the callus on her index finger, which had been worn away by various triggers in the past ten years. The man smiled indifferently, like the boy who didn't care about his grades ten years ago. "The reason why I can't be with you is because there is only room for one person at the top. I don't want to go up, so you have to come down too." Then he leaned against the door in boredom, quietly put the cigarette butt in his palm behind his back and flicked it out. "Honey, have you had enough fun? I'm hungry and want some noodles." The woman raised her head and said with a smile: "Where are the eggs I asked you to buy? If you bought cigarettes, kneel down at the vegetable market and pick up a basket of eggs for me today!" The man raised his head melancholy and said: "The road of life is bumpy and confusing... Wife!!! Don't close the door! Ah! Hand!" The door in front of him was slammed shut. The man smiled helplessly, put his hand in his pocket, took out a small bloody blade, and threw it downstairs. The police car roared past and quickly crushed the small blade into pieces.