By Ma Liping

A girl friend of mine had just given birth and was rolled back to her delivery room. She was struggling to open her eyes and started looking around, anxiously, at the people around her. Her pale lips were opening and closing but no sound came out, her arms were flailing as if she was trying to gesture something but didn’t have the strength to lift them up.

Everyone was guessing as to what she was trying to say, but they were all rejected by the slight shake of her head. Watching her get more and more agitated,we all just looked at each other,not knowing what to do. Just then, her husband came to her side, bent over, and whispered something into her ear. All of a sudden it was as if a heavy load had been lifted off of her shoulders, she shut her eyes and went quietly to sleep.

Later I asked her husband:“What was it that you whispered to her?”

He replied: “I told her, ‘Darling,I’ve already taken a picture of the baby and posted it on Instagram,Twitter and Tumblr.’”

閨密生了寶寶后被推回產(chǎn)房，虛弱無力地睜開眼睛，焦慮地望著周圍的人，蒼白的嘴唇翕動(dòng)著卻發(fā)不出聲音，手臂掙扎著卻抬不起來。

大家紛紛猜測她的意思，可都被她微微搖頭否定。眼看閨密越來越急切，大家面面相覷，不知所措。這時(shí)候，閨密的丈夫來到她身邊，俯下身在她耳邊輕聲說了兩句話，閨密立刻如釋重負(fù)，合上眼睛安靜地休息了。

后來我問她丈夫：“那會(huì)兒你說的啥悄悄話呀？”

他說：“我告訴她：親愛的，我已經(jīng)給咱寶寶拍了照，空間、朋友圈、微博、貼吧都傳了?！?/p>