Chapter 46 night food

At Trouville, I bought him cheese, yoghurt, and cream, because he was late at night and wanted them.He also buys me things I like to eat, such as cream cakes and fruits.Not exactly to make me happy, but also to make me eat well and be nourished.He has this childish wish that I eat well and not die, he doesn't want me to die, he doesn't want me to be fat, it's not easy to have both, and I don't want him to die either, We are attached to each other, our love is what it is.In the evening, at night, sometimes, there is no scruple in the conversation.In the night, such a conversation, telling the truth, no matter how terrible, drinking and crying, as before, in the afternoon, and only then can we talk together.