夕阳的余晖把窗玻璃抹得金红一片,有种要证明什么似的刻意。娟子随手拿起同事桌上的一本杂志胡乱翻着,心里盘算晚餐吃什么。做了七年的家庭主妇,“吃什么”就像头痛顽疾一样折磨着娟子。忽然,娟子的目光被一行大字勾住了——测测你的婚姻是否会遭遇‘七年之痒’。 The twilight of the sunset wiped the windowpane with golden red, a kind of intention to prove something. Juanzi readily pick up a colleague table on the magazine a random twist, my heart to calculate what to eat dinner. Has been a housewife for seven years, “What to eat ” like a headache stubborn tortured Juanzi. Suddenly, Juanzi’s eyes were hooked in a line of characters - test your marriage will encounter ’itchy seven years.’