Hong arr Hong~~

Yesterday, almost getting frustrated when I was waiting for you at night, until the sun rose. I wasn't sleep through out the night. My dear, your working time become later and later than before.

6 a.m.
Here you were.
You called me, and we chatted.
Chatted about everything, chatted and laughed.
Sweet when hear you called me lao po...Thanks lao gong. You called me twice, enough for me to sleep tight with smile on my face.
I sang for you.
I love you.  I'm missing you days and nights, every second. That's bad.

Feel your changes, but just can't say what the difference. Worry. Until I asked you not to work anymore, I told you honestly I'm worrying. But, no idea, you wanna continue also. I know you work is because of me. You want me a better life, eat better, life better, and buy all the things I wish to buy, that's why you go to work. Even tough the work isn't that good somemore tiring...Dear. Thanks, I love you, and sorry.

Sooo...
Pray for you...
Miss you...
Trust you...
Love you...

Don't make me disappoint of u, okay dear?

You're my only Lao Gong, Hong.