他們相識已有三載，兩人都性格內向，羞澀保守。雖然在她麵前他對愛隻字未提，然而她卻能從他羞澀的眼神中讀出那濃濃的愛意。她暗示他許多次，鼓勵他說出心中的愛，然而他卻傻傻地緊閉雙唇，不敢將愛說出。時光飛逝，轉眼三年過去了，她同另外一個男孩訂了婚，然而，直到訂婚前夜，她卻無法將他的模樣從腦海中抹去。“如果他現在來向我求婚，我仍願意回到他身邊。”在親朋好友的祝福聲中她如是抱怨著。可他仍然沒有任何表示，隻是迷離的眼神中多了些憂鬱。新婚之日終究還是來了，這新婚的喜悅中夾雜著令人遺憾的淡淡憂愁。“要是他現在開口，我也寧願放棄一切，選擇這份遲來的幸福。”在試穿結婚禮服的時候她仍舊這樣想著，但他還是沒有任何表示，隻是眼神中的憂鬱更為濃重了。50年過去了，兩人都已兩鬢斑白。最終，她先倒了下去，在她臨終之際，他從遠方趕回看她。她握緊他的手，把一生的疑慮和期待化為一句話：“請你告訴我，你究竟在等什麽？”“我在等你……啊！”他顫抖地說道，這也是他猶豫了一生的期待。“等我什麽？”“等你先開口啊！”
They had known each other for 3 years.Both of them were of conservative type，shy and introverted.Although he had never mentioned the word of love in her presence.She was able to vaguely detect burning passion for her in his different look.She dropped one hint after another to encourage him，but he remained big fool never dare to disclose to his own thought.Time passed by so quickly，3 years later she was engaged to another young man.However，she could not drive his image away from her mind on the eve of the engagement.“If he comes and proposes now，I’m still willing to go back to him.”She complained amidst the congratulations of her relatives and friends.Yet he did nothing of the sort at the difference of the look was a faint streak of melancholy.At least，it was the eve of marriage，nevertheless，for happiness of marriage mingled with a touch of sadness.“Even if he should come and propose now，I would give up all this in favor of this belated happiness.”