The woman with Kiriko.
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My heart hangs behind me, and I cannot ignore it.
And one day, half a month later, when I was walking my dog downstairs, I suddenly got a call from Ting Wing.
She sounds tired: “What are you doing in Shanghai?” I’m sorry.
Ding Wan said she was moving to Shanghai and asked if I could help her move home in two days.
I was surprised, “Why are you moving suddenly?” I’m sorry.
“and the boyfriend broke up. “I’m in a bad mood and I want to live somewhere else.” I’m sorry.
I’m shocked.
Ding Wing’s boyfriend is Lee New. He’s from the next class in high school.
The day after the high school exams, he confessed to the Ting Wing contract, even though the university had been away for four years, it had not affected the feelings of both.
After graduation, both Ting Wing and Lee were returned home.
Lee’s new examiner came ashore and Zing was a full-time author. Although career differences are significant, feelings are becoming more stable.
I always thought they would be a model from school uniforms to the wedding dress, and suddenly a break-up came and just threw me out.
With such doubts in mind, three days later I drove to the high iron station to get Ting Wing. She dragged two large suitcases, but in the past two months she had lost a long circle since I last saw her.
“Why are you so skinny? I’m sorry.
“I can’t eat, I can’t feel thin.” I’m sorry.
In the next few days, I borrowed Kiyoko’s car to find her a suitable house in Shanghai, in a room of 40 flats, for $5,500 a month.
Ding Wing paid rent for six months and dragged me to buy a bunch of pots and pots and stuff.
In the process of cleaning up the new house, Kang Myung came to help. To thank you, Ting Wing said he wanted us to eat.
I drove the car to Nanjing East Road and found the barbecue shop with Kiyoko.
When I sat down at the window and ordered good food, I finally got my breath down on the back of the couch.
Ginger took a sip of lemonade and whispered, “How did you break up without saying?” I’m sorry.
It is probably these days that, after a busy schedule, she has shifted her attention and seems to be much more calmer than she was when she first arrived.
Lee’s new offer to break up was due to his work.
“He said that the line of full-time authors was too unstable, that my inspiration was mostly late at night, so I often flipped the code around day and night. Lee’s new to work nine to five, and I can’t get anywhere with him. I’m sorry.
Din Wing smiled: “I usually go out on a working day and stay home on weekends and holidays. Of course, he wants to go out on weekends and I’ll stay with him, and he’ll still be upset. I’m sorry.
“and … his family has not been very happy with me. He was on my side at first, but his parents, his grandparents, said I wasn’t right, that women had to look after their homes and be stable, that I did, that I couldn’t take care of my family and children. And he’s really starting to think that we’re not right. I’m sorry.
Finally, after a meeting with the seventh date arranged for the family, Li broke up with Ting Wing.
I quickly caught the key point: “So when he first went on a blind date, you didn’t break up.” I’m sorry.
“Yeah. I’m sorry.
“Isn’t this a two-boat slag? I was so angry that I almost got into a case, “Isn’t he a civil servant? You should print this as a flyer to their office to publicize it and tell the girl who was with him about his seamless connection. I’m sorry.
In high school, Li was the deputy head of the next class and used to come to our class in the name of work. At that time, he was skinny and tall, wearing black-frame glasses, and he was blushing when he was staring at him.
I never thought he’d get so bad after years.
“Let’s forget it. I’m sorry.
It’s not like she’s Zing’s character, but she’s suffocating with a glass: “Come on, after all this time, let’s just get together and get out of the way, like, like, it would have changed.” I’m sorry.
It’s like a sharp blade, with a small scar on my heart, and the empty pain spread.
After Ding Wing’s speech, he got up and went to the bathroom.
After she left, Kang turned his head towards me and looked at me: “Are you afraid? I’m sorry.
“Aah?”
I’m just a little…
“Is there a problem between you and Kiyoko? I’m sorry.
She frowned and had to say that she was beautiful and very sweet.
“When you mentioned Ki-yan when you moved from Ting Wing, there was something wrong with your face. But the last time he picked you up at the gallery, I saw you guys doing all right — did anything happen to you? I’m sorry.
I’m surprised by Kang Myung’s sharpness: “Are you all so sharp in your art and your observation? I’m sorry.
She smiled, “No, not really. It’s just that you were so obvious when Ting Wing was talking. I’m sorry.
“I am…”
I hesitated and told only a part of the truth: “Nothing, I haven’t worked since I resigned last year, I’ve lived at Kiyyan’s house, recently spent almost all my money, and I’m worried. I’m sorry.
Do you want to go out to work? I’m sorry.
I shook my head, “He didn’t say, “Just let me decide.” I’m sorry.
“I don’t think Kiriko would say that. “If this anxiety has affected your feelings with Kiriko, then find a job.” It doesn’t matter how much money you make. It’s important that it eases your anxiety. I’m sorry.
Maybe it’s been open for a long time. She’s got an extra light. The eyes of the water seemed gentle, but looked in it, they were calm and sharp.
Ginger seems to be more aggressive now than in high school.
I can’t help but say, “I want to go out to work and do things that I don’t like, and I’m eating my teeth and making a miserable living every day.” I know it’s too naive to think that most community animals are living like this.”
“No, I don’t think you’re naive. I’m sorry.
Unfortunately, Kang Myung rejected me.
“You probably don’t know, I didn’t open a gallery as soon as I graduated, and then live my life.” When I first graduated, I gave up painting, changed design to two companies, and it was only two years ago that I resigned to open a gallery. I’m sorry.
She said it in a peaceful manner, but with a sharp edge in her eyes.
I made a terrible thought of the man who stood under the sheath tree, and was called the enemy by ginger, and thought it might have something to do with him.
“So, if you feel the pain of your previous work, think again if you want to do something that you were afraid to do. I’m sorry.
She said, “You know what? In fact, you’re lucky that Kiyoko’s presence gives you plenty of room to choose, so take this opportunity. I’m sorry.
After the last word, Ting Wing is back.
I kept my mouth shut, I kept my mouth shut, I kept my mouth shut, I kept my mouth shut, I just put my meat on the grill.
After eating, Kang Myung sent Ting home, and I drove home myself, and I just turned around and parked under a red light.
I looked over the window and immediately stood there.
I saw Kiriko.
He was carrying two shopping bags, with his head down and talking to the girls around him.
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The girl’s not tall, but she’s thin, so I can still see a pretty face.
The most important thing is that she walks on the other side of Kiriko’s body, with attachment.
I… am I being green? Is there a misunderstanding? “She’s just my sister?”
By normal logic, I should park the car by the side of the road at this time and then rush off to question him.
In fact, I took my eyes off when I looked at them, and I couldn’t wait to leave with the green light on.
When I got home, I called Ljusha and told him all about it.
Lewshar is still at work, and she’s hiding in the coffee shop downstairs of the company, and she calls me: “So, did you see him go shopping with other girls and not go up there and question him?” I’m not like you. I’m sorry.
Yeah, it’s not like me.
When I was with Lantin in college, a sister from the Chemical College next door fell in love with him and often gave water to Lantin, who was training for basketball, in the name of community condolences.
I was on my way back to the bedroom with Ljussa when I heard about it, and I went to Landing with half the ice cream.
He listened to me and laughed and dragged me to the schoolgirl and introduced me to her: “This is my girlfriend. I’m sorry.
But just now, I can’t believe I’m asking Kiriko, who was that?
It was not until this moment that I realized that when I chose to enter into this relationship with Kiyoko, I had put myself in a lower position.
Turns out I’m essentially a pessimist.
I’m ready to leave me anytime.
At first, Kiyoko locked me in his house in fear of leaving him.
And actually, more afraid of leaving is me.
Or rather, I was afraid to respond to his strong and deep feelings precisely because I was afraid of a bleak ending.
“What you’re saying is true, and you and Kiyoko would not be a world man without a relationship between young and young. And since you were 18 years old, you’ve been separated so long, you’re not familiar with each other’s past. I’m sorry.
“But I suggest you talk to Ki-yan about your confusion and insecurity.” You have to tell him to find a solution. I’m sorry.
Because the company was in trouble and could not leave for too long, she hung up on the phone after that.
I’m sitting on the couch, holding a milk ball.
On the one hand, it is clear to me that it is impossible for him to make a boat like that while he’s in love with me and he’s out with other girls.
But on the other hand, I suddenly realized that he was a very good man in all respects.
So people like him must be a lot.
Many of these people are better than me, better than me, and have good results in their respective fields of expertise.
I suddenly had a very strong sense of crisis.
When Kiyoko came home at night, it was dark.
I was feeding the dog on the couch when he came in, and the milkball was rolling around at my feet.
Kiyoko came down, leaned down and picked up the tits and rubbed them in his head.
I just said, “I want to find a job. I’m sorry.
He looked in the air and noded his head. I’m sorry.
Kiyoko did not ask why, but I began to explain, “I’ve been home too long, you’ve been in the company during the day, I’m bored. Go out and find a job, and you’ll be able to make money.”
Then he came forth, and put his chin on my shoulder, and the warm breath was in his ear, and it tickled.
“Do you want to think about working for our company? The jewels of the mountains were widely appreciated, and the design department advised me to hire you to design them. I’m sorry.
And I turned my head, and I saw the eyes of Kiyoko, near to the feet, and the shadow of the chandelier swayed in it, as if it were a fish moving under the clear lake.
I almost had to say yes to it, so that I had to stop in time because of reason: “No, no, I didn’t learn about jewelry, the design was just a hit.” I’m sorry.
Besides, I don’t want to go in with Ki-yan and be the kind of relationship I hate most.
And he groaned the breath undetected, and his eyes were dazzled, and he dazzled and sank, and left only an innocent piece of clarity.
So I took it easy: “Don’t worry, I’ve been an animal for three years before I met you, and I’ve been in charge of it.” I’m sorry.
Actually I didn’t.
I’ve been working on it for three years, essentially because it’s very compatible with my university, not really.
In those years of work, I was consumed by endless tribulations and squeezing, and I didn’t even have the energy to think of anything other than survival.
If it hadn’t been for Kiyoko’s return that I had been so numb that a huge turning point had suddenly appeared on my way, I might have stayed in a mediocre life until the day of death.
In this mood, I started my job search trip.
But I had no idea that the first company that asked me to interview was the one Lentin was in office.
I didn’t know about it at first, and when I was taken across the hall to the conference room for interviews, I suddenly got a familiar voice. I’m sorry.
I turned my head and ran into Lantin’s consternation.
He had a pair of glasses on his nose and was sitting busy in front of the computer, standing up and looking at me, and the people around him looked up in curiosity.
I pointed to the conference room, whispering, “I interviewed. I’m sorry.
Then we followed the men first.
The interview process was smooth, and the interviewer did not disagree with my business skills and academic qualifications, but asked why I had not returned to work one year after his previous resignation.
I thought about it and told him, “I wasn’t well, so I was home sick. I’m sorry.
“I see. I’m sorry.
If the interviewer nods, and then looks at me and smiles, “Are you sure you’re well enough to be fit for work? I’m sorry.
That’s very interesting.
I hesitated to ask, “Do you often work late?” I’m sorry.
“No, but sometimes when the project is busy, it may take Saturday to help — don’t worry, the company has overtime, and a proper break is arranged. I’m sorry.
The interviewer and HR seem to be satisfied with me, and the pay is reasonable.
The most important thing is that they didn’t ask me about marriage.
I’m moved.
When I left, my sister sent me out, and we were downstairs, and I turned around and I saw Landing.
He stood under a tree not far and waved at me.
I went over there, and Lantin handed me a cup of coffee in her hand and laughed, and said, “You want to interview?” I’m sorry.
I took a look down, and the coconut latte went to ice-triple sugar, which was the one I used to drink in college.
Even after so long, Lantin remembers my hobby.
My heart was sour, I picked up the coffee and sat with him in the bench under the tree: “Yes, I’ll interview the designer.” I’m sorry.
“How does it feel?”
“All right, interviewer and HR are happy with me. I drank an ice latte, and I sneered, “But I wanted to get a few more offers, let’s see. I’m sorry.
“Our company, in fact, looks at the whole business in Shanghai. It’s a good job for you, and you’ll be an excellent employee and colleague. I’m sorry.
And the sun of the first summer came down, and it covered most of the leaves of the twilight, leaving only a few tiny rays of light, and a dark shadow in the face of Qing Jun in Lantin.
The same scene, for a moment, I almost got the illusion that this was the university age, and I sat with him in the woods of the school, and I had the coffee that Lantin bought me and talked about it.
Most of the time I keep saying he’s listening.
“In private, I look forward to working with you.” I’m sorry.
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I’m suffocating, “Landing, I’m with Ki-yan. I’m sorry.
“I know, but that doesn’t prevent us from becoming colleagues, does it? I’m sorry.
He covered his lips and laughed with joy: “Of course, this is only my hope, and I respect your decision.” If you get a better job later, go where you want. I’m sorry.
He’s got his sense of proportionality right. It’s not offensive.
I stood up with coffee, and said, “Then I’ll go first, and you go back to work.” I’m sorry.
Lantin insisted on sending me to the park. That’s when he waved goodbye.
I found a convenience store for lunch and then I met two more.
After returning at night, Ki-yan asked me about the interview, and I thought, without telling him about Landing, that all three companies were fine, wait and decide again in two days.
And he was silent and whispered to me, “Do you have something on your mind?” I’m sorry.
He fell on my knee with a sign of weakness and looked at me with his wet eyes.
I was surprised by Kiyoko’s acumen, but thinking about what he thought, I couldn’t tell him that I had little faith in our future.
I finally found a reasonable excuse: “No, it’s been too long since I’ve had a job, and I think I’m about to go back to social life. I’m sorry.
“Don’t be afraid. I’m sorry.
Kiyoko seems to believe this reason. He spat his lips and whispered, “If you really can’t get used to it, then come back, or go off the rain, it’s fine — you have 10% of your shares in the company, and nobody talks. I’m sorry.
“I know. I’m sorry.
It’s easy to enjoy Kiyoko’s soft meals.
But my heart is empty, it’s like a loose thread, and it’s not safe.
The next few days, I went to interview a few companies and finally received four offers.
After repeated comparisons, I have to admit that the first company interviewed is the best option for me at this time.
I finally went there to do my job.
I had to go back to bed every morning after Kiyoko got up and went to work.
But now I have to go to work. I’m up before Kiriko.
He wouldn’t mind if he got up early with me, drove me to the front of the park, then turned to his company.
Kiyoko’s silver-colored Maserati made me enter the office on my first day.
Is that your boyfriend’s car? I’m sorry.
The girl next door, Hajjan, is small, and has a pair of ponytails. She looks so cute and she’s so passionate and lively.
She looked at me on the table, noded at me, and said, “Wow, your boyfriend is too rich!” I’m sorry.
The design department is mostly young girls, so we talk together in three words, and we’re getting further and further away.
Just when I talked to them about “the best onions in the neighborhood are dry with halogen.”
It was only then that I found out that I was in charge today, as if I had been received the day I was interviewed, not the same girl.
“Oh, you said Ling, she left, went home from school and prepared for the exam. I’m sorry.
By the way, I said, “She’s going to study this year, and she’s going to cross-professional, and it’s a lot of trouble. For the sake of security, she left a job six months ago, just yesterday. I’m sorry.
I asked two more questions, and she told me everything while printing the contract.
The original girl, Ling, studied human resources management, which was not of interest to her at university. After two years of study, she became a non-interestful person and decided to switch to a programmer.
“It’s very difficult for her to study a profession that seems to be some kind of algorithm. I’m sorry.
She handed over the printed contract to me: “Well, look, if you’re sure there’s no problem, just sign it, and fill in the attached form. I’ll go back to the office and get it done. I’m sorry.
As I looked at the terms of the contract, I thought back and forth about what I had just heard.
The story of that young girl opened the door to a new world.
I’ve never thought about it.
Yeah, well, if I don’t think design is really what I want to do, why don’t I take a look at it?
Starting with the first class of junior high, I have had a great interest in history. Later on, I did not choose this profession for reasons ranging from poor employment.
If that’s the case, why don’t I go to a graduate school in history?
I kept it in my heart.
One morning was quickly spent among my familiar environment and colleagues. At noon, when a couple of little girls yelled at me for a nice onion noodles, Landing suddenly showed up next to my job.
“I’ll take you to dinner in the cafeteria. I’m sorry.
When he had finished his speech, he saw my hand with Naj-jin, a little bit of it, and he couldn’t help it: “How can I forget that your ability to communicate is excellent? I’m sorry.
She smiled, and said, “Landing, you can rest assured that we carry the twilight. I’m sorry.
I thought she was gonna ask something.
I didn’t think Shajun was a very sympathizing girl, and she didn’t say anything about why Lantin and I knew each other.
“The entire R & D department next door likes to eat in a garden canteen, and it’s easy to find a road. Actually, it’s the same price, but we’ll eat outside, and it’ll taste better. I’m sorry.
“But sometimes the project is busy or hot, and we’ll go to the canteen for dinner — and when we finish, I’ll take you over there. I’m sorry.
I nod my head, “Okay! I’m sorry.
It must be said that my subconscious fear is greatly weakened by the enthusiasm and courtesy of colleagues such as Hajan.
More importantly, after working and getting busy, I have little time to think about Ki-yan and to think about each and every detail of our relationship, the sense of insecurity in which we are suffering and losing, which has diluted much.
It seems that some of the things that went wrong before were because I was at home, it was just… too busy.
At night, I sent a message to Kiyyan to keep him from picking me up and was taken to the commercial street around the company.
When I got home, it was dark.
When I entered the door, it was dark in the living room, and I pressed the top light and then I saw him sitting on the couch, staring at my Kiriko.
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
His eyes were full of emotion and complexity, and he was finally scattered, leaving only a piece of decorated temperament and frustration.
“Don’t you want me?”
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I came home late on my first day at work, and I did have a bad heart.
Moreover, Kihiko, who looks like Tshubaba, probably has a lot of dark and extreme thoughts in his heart.
Thinking about it, I walked over and my legs were soft, and I fell in his arms: “I’m so tired. Kiriko, hold me.”
Obviously, I’ve taken the initiative of carrying a big, big girl, completely unexpectedly.
Because his hands were slightly stiffed in the air before he fell on my back with the gentle softness of peace.
My heart was softened immediately, and the hot fog rose, permeating from every tiny corner, and gradually became a certain unspoken desire.
I closed my eyes and buried my face on Kiyyan’s shoulder, and it was in his arms that I couldn’t walk away, and I kept moaning.
It was Kiriko who took me to the bath.
Of course, he just left me in the bathroom and came with a clean nightgown.
It’s hard to believe that I’ve lived with Ki-yan for over a year and nothing happened.
I took a bath and threw it in his arms in a sleeping dress wet. When I was in bed with both of them, I clearly felt Ki-yan’s feelings and couldn’t help but reach out and touch them.
And he held my hand and his voice was dumb and he said, “Don’t move.” I’m sorry.
And We watched him innocently: “I did not move, but my hands could not help but go to where I should go. I’m sorry.
In the eyes of both waves of light, a little light is swallowed up by the dark colour of lust, and even the throat is rolled up and down.
And when it was most crucial, he lifted himself up and kept his eyes closed: “No, I was not prepared.” I’m sorry.
I can’t fix it.
“You’re still preparing for this? I’m sorry.
“I don’t have a condom. “Let’s change the way, okay? Didn’t you put it in a box when you moved? I’m sorry.
This is the first time I’ve been in such close contact with Kiyoko.
I finally understand why humans are so passionate about such things.
My low self-esteem, my confusion, my sense of insecurity were briefly left behind in his closest contact.
When the passion faded, I lay lazy in his arms and softened my fingers.
As a cat, Kiyoko rubbed my cheek and whispered, “Do you want to shower?” I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
I went to the supermarket the next day after work with Kiriko, and I threw two boxes of Dulles in the shopping van, in addition to the daily items.
And when the reckoning was closed, We turned to see that, although she was calm on her face, the ears were stained with a light red.
I’m like I found a new continent. I’m sorry.
“I didn’t.”
He looked away from me.
On the way back, I was making fun of Kiriko, so shy that I completely forgot how bold he was when he locked me in his house.
At night I was taking a cozy bath in the tub, and Kiriko suddenly pushed in.
I was staring at him.
The man was also wearing a white shirt, so slow, a button unbuttoned, then crossed into the tub.
The water’s shaking, and the foam’s going out.
He grabbed my hand under the water, wet and wet, and smiled, and said, “This big tub is going to work. I’m sorry.
I was held by his long, long fingers, and the waves were swaying into my heart.
There was nothing but the voice of Kiyyan but his ears: “I am not shy, I am afraid of you being shy. I’m sorry.
“When I bought this tub, I thought, one day I would use it with you. I’m sorry.
He’s a kisser from behind my butterfly bones.
“I don’t want to, just stop anytime. I’m sorry.
But I’ve been with him for a long time. How can I stop?
It’s already late.
Kiriko fell asleep next to me with his hands on my waist and his wrists on the one I made him last year.
I’m tired of my fingers and I don’t sleep.
The longer I spent together, the more I realized I couldn’t leave him.
My thoughts have never been clear enough — I want to make myself worthy of Kiriko, at least in my own heart.
After a few days and a weekend, I called the high school history teacher.
“Sensei Ho, I’m a threat. I’m sorry.
He obviously still had an impression of me, remembering who I was in two seconds and asking me what I was doing in a gentle voice.
“I was interested in history when I was in high school, but I didn’t report it for work. But now that I’ve been working for a few years, I’m still interested in history, and I’m going to take a post-graduate examination, and I want to ask you a question. I’m sorry.
Mr. Ho smiled: “It’s hard for you to remember me — and I also remember you, the little girl I was asking about in high school. I think you’ve been working for years and this courage study. I’m sorry.
I talked to Mr. Ho for an hour.
Like the gentle and juicy man I remember, he patiently answered my questions, made recommendations, and recommended to me the post-grader of the Northwestern History School.
“Thank you, sir. Thank you so much! I’ll see you at school next time. I’m sorry.
“No, no, no, no. If you can really get it, we’ll be alumni.” Come on. I’m sorry.
After I hung up on the phone, I called Kiyoko and tried to tell him about it.
Although it was Saturday, he left early in the morning after a temporary business.
The phone rang several times before it was picked up. I’m sorry.
I’m going to study. I said that, in order to prevent his misunderstanding, I had to add, “Don’t worry, I’m not on the rise, I’ve been thinking for days. And I’m going to go through it in the first place, and I’ll be out of it in August and September — I’ve already done that. I’m sorry.
“Yeah, I just called our high school history teacher, Mr. Ho. He also supported my decision, offered me a lot of advice, and recommended me to take his school.”
I’ve been talking a lot, and I haven’t noticed my own tone with obvious expectations, like waiting for him to brag about me.
However, Ki-yan was silent for a moment, and his voice was chilling: “Wait until I get back.” I’m sorry.
He hung up after that.
And most of all, before we hang up, there’s a soft, sweet voice on the other side of the phone, and in any case it’s a very beautiful woman.
I’ll just stay there.
