他们相识已有三载，两人都性格内向，羞涩保守。虽然在她面前他对爱只字未提，然而她却能从他羞涩的眼神中读出那浓浓的爱意。她暗示他许多次，鼓励他说出心中的爱，然而他却傻傻地紧闭双唇，不敢将爱说出。时光飞逝，转眼三年过去了，她同另外一个男孩订了婚，然而，直到订婚前夜，她却无法将他的模样从脑海中抹去。“如果他现在来向我求婚，我仍愿意回到他身边。”在亲朋好友的祝福声中她如是抱怨着。可他仍然没有任何表示，只是迷离的眼神中多了些忧郁。新婚之日终究还是来了，这新婚的喜悦中夹杂着令人遗憾的淡淡忧愁。“要是他现在开口，我也宁愿放弃一切，选择这份迟来的幸福。”在试穿结婚礼服的时候她仍旧这样想着，但他还是没有任何表示，只是眼神中的忧郁更为浓重了。50年过去了，两人都已两鬓斑白。最终，她先倒了下去，在她临终之际，他从远方赶回看她。她握紧他的手，把一生的疑虑和期待化为一句话：“请你告诉我，你究竟在等什么？”“我在等你……啊！”他颤抖地说道，这也是他犹豫了一生的期待。“等我什么？”“等你先开口啊！”
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.”