Yesterday was ourthree-year anniversary.We didn't do anything romantic;we just walked hand inhand and talked about our past and the future.This was pretty much what I
had expected.
Andy is anunromantic guy:no sweet words or roses.Smart as he is,he is a little bit shyexpressing his love. In contrast, I am an outspoken（直言不讳）girl who likes to show
her feelingsdirectly.So needless to say,I often feel that he is insensitive.I envy othergirls who are surrounded by sweet words.
I was in this sullenmood until I heard a beautiful sentence one day:"If one does not love youthe way you like,it does not mean that he does not love you."This simplebut
sensible sentencemade me think about our happy days and recall his deep concern for me.
One cold winternight,I got a high fever. He hurried to my dormitory arid took me to thehospital.He was in such a hurry that he even forgot to wear socks. Afterarnval,he ran
through the hospitalhandling all the formalities（手续）.When I was put on a drip（点滴）,he told meinteresting stories to make me happy. Being held in his warm arms
and listening to histender（温柔的）voice, I hadnever felt so safe and comfortable.Gradually,I fell asleep.When I woke up 15minutes later, he was still mumbling（喃喃
地说）to me. Heexplained that if he had stopped talking I would have woken up.At that moment,Ifound love in his eyes.
Another time,I had abad quarrel with my best friend.Although I knew it was my fault,I refused toadmit it. I was very angry when he insisted I apologize to her. He said that
it was difficult toadmit a mistake,but this was what everyone should do.The next morning,Iapologized to my friend and asked for her forgiveness.
My unromanticboyfriend cares about my health like my father,understands me like my motherand helps me like my elder brother.
A.The writer'sfather.
B.The writer'suncle.
C.The writer's elderbrother.
D.The writer'sboyfriend.