27. After marriage to a dead-to-face kowtow
After marriage to a dead pair of buns,
♪ Love you as one ♪
In order for both parents to stop, I had no intention of giving birth to a fake marriage.
“Say yes first, I’m not married. I’m sorry.
“I am celibate, thank you. I’m sorry.
However, things seem to be moving away from normal and in a strange direction.
In my words, it’s really cheap not to see.
01
Today is the 100th collective century critical war waged by the family to get me married.
This post is part of our special coverage Libya Protests 2011.
The aunts of the 7th aunts are not yet counted.
Let’s just say, a woman is gonna die if she doesn’t get married?
“What are you doing against the wall? Stand still!
My mom cried me back in my voice.
Blood-pulsion makes my body stand before my head.
At first glance, there’s no real temperature on the couch.
What are you laughing at?
I’ve never seen a pretty girl betrothed.
Don’t blame me for being rude!
Mom, it’s a month older than me. I’m sorry.
My mom got more angry and stood up.
“Are boys like girls? After 30, you’ll find the rest! I’m sorry.
It’s a bad word to say, but we’re all “remaining” and who’s better than who?
Why would a man do that? I can’t.
Women are inferior? Thirty-one flowers for men?
You’ve compared us since we were kids.
I have to say, parents sometimes do double.
But Uncle Wen listens to this, and he’s starting to get warm.
“You’ve been hanging a son for so many years. Yes, you’re a second degree partner, but is that why you’ve been single? I’ve heard your brother say you’ve had a girlfriend all these years. I’m sorry.
“Telephones! No rules!”
Uncle Wen is as gentle as his name, as he is, and as gentle as he is, as he is, as a bookmaker, and as easily as he can be.
Unfortunately, a good gene doesn’t have any.
He’s still playing his cell phone.
The moment he dropped his cell phone, my cell phone shook.
Seeing people: Do you want to stop being talked about?
He’s had a lot of ideas since he was a kid, but can this guy be so kind?
Why don’t I believe you?
I didn’t think I’d come back, and suddenly my wrist was caught.
“I’ve been talking about this for some time now. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
What?
That’s… That’s not what I was told?
Parents on both sides, especially my father, were initially surprised and then frowned.
It’s called a sad face.
After all, he’s a playboy, but in front of Uncle Wen, he can’t tell.
I’ll swung my head off and I won’t see it. Go on.
“And, Naruto is pregnant, and this is our idea. It was intended to go to the hospital for a close examination, and then to ask for her permission to ask for a proposal. I’m sorry.
“But today, it suddenly happened. I know what I’ve done before, and my aunt and uncle think I’m not good enough and maybe I can’t make happiness. I’m sorry.
“But I grew up with Narums, and I am clear to you. I don’t joke about marriage. I used to be bad. I’ll try to be a good husband, a good father. I’m sorry.
Says he bends and bows at me.
So I’m pregnant?
I touched my tummy a little bit after I had eaten, and I spat.
Whose baby?
Crabs?
02
I have to say, for the first time since the absence of a report card, Mom and Dad have been so serious about this.
“You’re old, you’ve got ideas, you’ve got ideas. I’m sorry.
I nod my head.
“In fact, Mom and Dad want you to get married early, not because they’re afraid of being embarrassed in the neighborhood, because one day your father and I have an accident. I’m sorry.
I nod my head.
Mom said she was starting to cry, and Dad answered and kept talking.
“Your mother and I don’t know what you young people think. But we also want you to have a companion, you don’t understand. I’m sorry.
I suck my nose.
“The child has grown up with two small families, but it’s a good thing. I’m sorry.
I used to call her Little Creek, and now I’m just a little warmth.
“If you decide, you can live your life.” Anyway, Mom and Dad are here, and they’re your strongest back. I’m sorry.
So what’s the good?
Am I deaf?
In the end, I snuck out of my house in a veritable and mysterious way.
As soon as I left, I saw the warmth of smoking on the walls of the building.
“I can’t smell smoke! I’m sorry.
He laughed and threw his foot on the floor.
“Alas, it’s bad to see people throw out garbage. I’m sorry.
He couldn’t help but groaning, bending his long legs by a metre and wrapping cigarettes with toilet paper.
One knee on the ground, looking up at me, “The one that was supposed to pick up, it’s going to go away. How about this, miss? I’m sorry.
I squeezed the orchid, “Push the water.”
“Come on, don’t hang around here like a utility pole. Let’s go. Buy me a snack. I’m sorry.
Not yet in the barbecue stand, the cell phone paid the bell, and the joyful “pay the bell to the account $13140” raised a good mood in the empty night.
I opened a look.
Subway, old man, phone.
Help!
“Calling money is fine. Why do you send such a disgusting number? I’m sorry.
Warm doesn’t see a twitch in the eye. I’m sorry.
I’ll shake my head and go fast to the barbecue and order some good food.
“Well, this time I don’t remember anyone else. I’m sorry.
And he said, “Well, what about this disgusting one before that? I’m sorry.
Before what? Before what? Before what?
I sat in the open barbeque and started humming.
I didn’t know he was so good this time.
It’s probably too much to feel, after all, it’s no small matter to pretend that I’m pregnant.
“What’s going on? It’s a big deal not to discuss with me. “You know the common sense that pregnancy is about having children.” I’m sorry.
“Six months later, will I steal one for you or change one for you? I’m sorry.
He handed over the glass with euphemism and no authority on the part of a lawyer.
“Alas, you’ll be more sad, you’ll be Dink anyway, and save your aunt the trouble to get you a baby.” I’m sorry.
Well, that would work.
But how could I let him go like this?
It’s like I touched his light.
“No, it’s not bad,” I said, “But why are you doing this?” It’s not gonna happen.”
I must say, “Do you like same sex?” I’m sorry.
“…I’m not married, thank you. He choked.
I smiled, I knew it, just to choke him.
“But–” He plays the tail, “I give you a tip. I’m sorry.
“I’m all ears. “I saw the look on my face again, and I took all the grilles in front of him.
The men of the pits have no right to eat at night.
He purified his hands with grace and wore a sarcasm suit, which went against the barbecue stall.
“Don’t fall in love with me.”
“…”
“Why didn’t you say anything?” He looked me in the eye with doubt.
“I tanned my silence…”
03
If we don’t get married, we’ll get married.
It’s so cute!
“Why are you going to all these wedding shops? Aren’t you tired?”
“And that male suit, isn’t it? I’m sorry.
I strangled my waist and got tanned at 37 degrees.
He opened the parasol and pointed to the road where he could not see his head.
“Hold on a little bit, and we’ll turn to the next family. I’m sorry.
Close…
Near…
It’s…
“I carry you?”
Is it that stubborn?
“You don’t really want to marry me? I’m sorry.
“…” is still in place.
I’ve got a little twitch in my heart.
No, no.
I think of a group of friends who get married for years and end up in tragedy.
That’s… that’s not good!
And then I heard the warmth say, “Qin Ming, I really am– tan and silence.” I’m sorry.
I was speechless for seconds, and I hit him in the head on his back. I’m sorry.
He said, “It’s time for you to lose weight. I’m sorry.
“… believe me, I’ll call you on one phone and you won’t be able to get to your grave! I’m sorry.
“It doesn’t matter if you go into the graves and you don’t come back.” I’m sorry.
“…”
He’s a lawyer, I can’t tell him.
So I put my hands on his cheek, and I said, “You’re a bitch in a suit all day!” Do you know that you want to marry me from here to France? I’m sorry.
He’s got a hard-on with his face, and he’s fucking with his mouth.
Looks like I’ll have to do my best!
It’s the least itching.
My hand fell on his neck.
Not yet, he stopped.
No smile, no begging, just sideways.
I looked at his side of the sun umbrella because of his silence.
It’s as if this is the last time I and he have relied on.
The road was full of people, but it was as if all the noise had been isolated from the little flower umbrella.
Do you know that a man’s throat cannot be touched easily? I’m sorry.
Sounds a little dumb.
It’s like the first time I’ve got a nice voice for other people.
And for the first time, we’re both 30 years old.
I can’t fight him any more.
I’m sorry about that.
He hums.
The next moment, my ass was shot.
Ass…
Shoot…
I was on the corner when I returned to God.
“You! I’m sorry.
He interrupted me “in due course” and said, “Only my wife can touch it. I’m sorry.
I’ve been taking his words like a tan in my head.
“I’m not your wife? I’m sorry.
04
Until the make-up guy started making up for me, there was still an embarrassment between us.
Because of the ass and the wife.
…no words, no words.
“Look what’s dissatisfied? Let’s see the groom. “The make-up artist smiles at me in the mirror.
Wen came by and had a little surprise in his eyes.
“What? Never seen a pretty girl? “I’m a little embarrassed to talk to him like before.
But this time he has no skin.
I’m not as good-looking as I’ve been in a few stores, but I’ve got a funny face.
Walked very seriously behind the chair, with both hands on the chair, and smiled at me in the mirror.
Head down, “It’s beautiful. I’m sorry.
I don’t know how to answer.
The young make-up artist said, “The bride is well-skinned and in the atmosphere, the make-up is definitely amazing. You’re shy. I’m sorry.
You look good.
In my hair, I changed my suit.
The blue one, the same color as my hairflips.
It’s still annoying, but it’s a little different.
I can’t tell where it’s different.
Maybe there’s no regular change, like when I saw him go to court.
He took me to the goggles.
I’m standing on a slightly higher stage, and the little sister in the store is helping me with my wedding dress, and I’m not laughing to pick up my phone.
“What? I’m sorry.
“What’s so embarrassing about taking pictures and sending friends?” In the past few years, we have been able to get people ready to prepare their money. I’m sorry.
That makes sense!
It’s a fake marriage, but it’s a good way to get the money back!
I thought I’d never get married in my life, and I’d give you money.
“What are you laughing at? Am I handsome in a suit? He asks me.
I’m wearing high heels and standing on a table about as tall as he is.
Touching his head, he said nicely, “If I could collect money, I’d be here.” I’m sorry.
“…is it not the best news?” Do you know I’m the youngest second partner in the community? I’m sorry.
“Mmmm, so?”
He reached out to me with his thumb, “All right, Qin. You’re good. I’m sorry.
I strangled my waist and raised my chin, “Of course I am. You’re a second-degree partner. I’m a civil servant, you know that? The end of the universe is the exam! I’m sorry.
I thought when I first landed, it was a big deal!
“The village of Qin, the village of Qin, has a good Chinese daughter.”
“You’re amazing.”
I looked in the mirror with joy, and I was about to set this up.
It’s already night after the wedding dress, and I haven’t eaten all day to put on the fish tail dress.
A strong Chinese woman.
So I’m going to cut my wool!
“If I were a lobster! Have a war axe steak! Eat the crabs! Eat the walls of Buddha!
Can you order something from a store? I’m sorry.
I cry, “Come back after that in batches.”
“…and then I’ll give you my salary card? I’m sorry.
I laughed, and I didn’t think it was wrong, and I said, “Well, let’s have the steak! I’m sorry.
I navigated the nearest store.
There’s not a lot of people in the restaurant, but it’s a hard-core shop.
But the service is kind, and there are people who are special.
I picked up a glass of wine and someone came over.
What a coincidence. Is this a new girlfriend? I’m sorry.
I look back, man. It’s the news department’s flower.
She thought I was her potential enemy and invited me to dinner alone.
It’s Hongmen’s party, but the secret sauce is delicious!
She’s good too. No one can talk to her.
“I told you there was a ghost between you two. How many days are we talking about this time? But who told me that before? I’m sorry.
“What? I’m not afraid of the news. After all, the words came from your mouth. I’m sorry.
Say, when I was with Wen, I was told that he was surrounded by this plum, and I didn’t believe it.
“I said it wasn’t even once” and then she said, “I didn’t hear it.
I look warm.
He even ate a piece of meat.
It’s been seven years since I had no choice.
It’s true, it’s never going to happen again.
But who am I?
I’m Chief Qin!
I’m behind this country!
I’ll set her up today!
I stood up gracefully next to the warmth. I’m sorry.
“…that I had fed you before, in third grade. I’m sorry.
“Sorry, he’s got too many ex-girlfriends. I can’t remember. “I smiled.
She’s a little grumpy and smiley, “You’re very tolerant. I’m sorry.
I laughed with shame, “I can’t help it. Marriage is about inclusion. I’m sorry.
“Sing, get married?”
“Yeah, you didn’t see my husband’s hair ring? We went to the wedding dress today. I’m sorry.
He’s got a face.
I’ve come to my senses, and I’ve said the wrong thing, “There’s no such thing as my husband, is there? That’s why I’m not careful. If you don’t mind, you can add my tweets. I’m sorry.
You can’t search for money when you look at a brand name.
“You… you don’t mind him being so fancy? I’m sorry.
I’m light-shot on my warm shoulder, “You think it’s normal. But when you love someone, you accept everything. I’m sorry.
I don’t totally agree with that, but it’s disgusting.
Fisting on cotton is hard.
By the way, she went back to her place, laughing and barely chilling.
I sat back and turned my eyes upside down, “And I owe you one. I’m sorry.
And he did not negotiate, but delivered me the fine steak.
“Honey”? I’m sorry.
I chew and swallow, eat and answer.
“Boy, my husband’s a lot. I’m sorry.
Like he didn’t hear it. I’m sorry.
“…”
05
The day I took my wedding picture, I was a little shaky for the first time.
Because, the photographer said.
“The groom kisses the bride’s forehead. I’m sorry.
“The groom is carrying the bride’s waist. I’m sorry.
And — “The bride lies on the floor, the groom kisses the bride’s mouth. I’m sorry.
I cried and woke up, staring at my big eyes like copper bells.
The photographer’s brother was embarrassed, too, because I thought there was something wrong with my mouth.
“My lover is shy, let’s change the position.” I’m sorry.
“Thank you. I looked up at him.
“Hmm. His hands gradually moved to my face, “Hair’s a little messy. I’m sorry.
Then, my hands slipped over my lips.
It touched very, very gently.
But it’s like it’s opening slow.
For a few seconds, I really thought I was living in an idol.
Even this day is far better looking than usual.
It’s finally 8:00 p.m. The wedding photo is over.
After all, it’s not a real marriage, and all three sets of wedding dress are simple, and they’re fast.
Since the second year of work, I’ve had little makeup, and I’m not used to looking at myself in the phone mirror, and I’ve been called from behind.
I turned around, a woman in a white dress.
The dress is very simple, but it’s very sophisticated, but I don’t seem to remember.
“You don’t know me? * Women smiled softly *
She reached out with her hand, “Ie, we met at college. I’m sorry.
I just remembered.
It’s a warm moon!
It had been a year since he went to college, the longest time he had had since he was in love.
And also since then, no more than a month has elapsed since we met.
Although not seamlessly connected, it is also much faster than ordinary people coming out of a relationship.
Speaking of the white moon, she is a talented girl from the Faculty of Arts, and she is a goddess, and she is not the kind of gentle and quiet girl in the traditional image.
It used to be beautiful, but it doesn’t look like it.
I nod my head, “I remember, I didn’t expect you to remember me. I’m sorry.
“You haven’t changed in all these years. I’m sorry.
I looked down and looked at my jeans and white shirts like they were ten years ago, and I didn’t know if I was too sensitive to say that.
If the former lady was just trying to get used to it the other day, he’d be a tough guy.
Remember the old school legend that she had torn up with a young girl who wasn’t cool?
I hear you and Wen are getting married? She smiled.
“Yeah, next month’s wedding. You have time for dinner. Let’s take a wedding picture.”
She waved, “I never talked about it again after we broke up. I’m sorry.
It’s like she’s saying the wrong thing, and she’s pulling my hand up, “Don’t get me wrong. You know it’s great to be alone, and I don’t want to get involved.
After all, he’s better-looking than he has been, better than him, less attractive than him. Good luck to you. I’m sorry.
If it hadn’t been for the public, my eyes would have gone up.
I haven’t seen you for over 10 years, but it’s not like I’m going to do it.
I’m no good, I just don’t eat!
And he said, “Yeah, don’t look so cold, but it hurts. Red sugar ginger tea, painkillers, every year. You said a big man’s bag was always in it. It was weird.
Speaking of which, I looked at the warmth and packed things and came over with my bag.
And then when I thought about it, I was like, “He was like a brother to me and you were naked and he didn’t react, man. I’m sorry.
I had a feeling I couldn’t say it.
It’s like the smell of sour and bitter came up.
It’s warmer than I can hear. It’s just a little chilly.
“It’s been a long time. Last time I saw you with Zhang’s little son, I was going to get married. I’m sorry.
It’s just a relationship. I’m sorry.
“That’s the first time I’ve seen a partnership talk about a hotel.” If that’s the case, we don’t have much to talk about. Bye. I’m sorry.
I’ve been thinking about it all the time.
“What’s wrong? Is it low blood sugar again?”
Says it’s warm enough to take a piece of sugar out of your pocket.
I ate an apple, squeezed the sugar paper in my hand, showed the warm light in the car, and the sugar paper was shining.
“Take you to eat crabs. Happy? I’m sorry.
“Don’t get married. I’m sorry.
We both spoke with one another, but we all heard each other.
It’s so cold and silent, it’s so scary.
I turned my head and looked at the glass and saw our shadows.
“Marriage is sacred, I think. Maybe not. My parents would argue with me, but it’s better than two people who don’t love each other. I’m sorry.
“A man’s life is short, and we’ve lived a third. I’m sorry.
“Maybe I’ll never meet a man I love in my life, or another year or 10 years. But that person wouldn’t be you. I’m sorry.
“No, it’s not. I’m sorry.
“You could have met after all. I’m sorry.
“You always tell me that life is fun. I’m sorry.
“So, we don’t even know what the future is, and it’s not good to do something so ridiculous. I’m sorry.
He’s still quiet, he’s just wrinkled.
Finally parked by the side of the road and pulled out a cigarette.
I put it back in my hand.
Drop the glass and put your hand on it.
The cold wind of the summer night blows away the heat of the body, but the heart does not move.
Don’t look at me.
“But, I guess. I’m sorry.
06
I didn’t understand what that means.
Get on the seat and bend over.
Temperature doesn’t look down on the head and shows the shape of a posterior neck.
“Oh, Qin Ming, do I really look to you like I’m joking about marriage? I’m sorry.
I’ve been thinking about it for a while and I’ve been following his head back.
“…but ever since you started dating, I’ve been told that a prodigal like you will never turn back. I’m sorry.
I’d like to say something, but I don’t know where to start.
And then, silence goes on.
You look warm and head up, lean on your seat and look at me.
I don’t know. How long have we been seeing each other like this?
And he said, “I want to start at 18, but that’s gonna take a long time. I’m sorry.
“As a matter of fact, I’ve waited so long, I shouldn’t be so impatient. I’m sorry.
“But suddenly I didn’t want to. I’m sorry.
“Do you really not feel like I like you?” I’m sorry.
“Can’t you really feel anything? I’m sorry.
The answer to him was silence.
Until he came home, he said, “Good night,” and I didn’t say anything.
I couldn’t digest his words.
You can’t sleep while you’re lying in bed.
So-Win doesn’t like me?
And like 12 years?
Why does he like me?
Why do you love me when you like me?
I’m a little bit of a jerk, so I’m thinking about it.
Got to break up like his ex-girlfriend?
Not even friends?
To be honest, I’ve been thinking about a lot of things in my life since I was a kid, but none of them is undisguised.
I don’t know.
Knock, knock.
Knock, knock.
Knock, knock, knock.
“Get up! What time is it?
Mom, I’ll sleep for another ten minutes! I’m sorry.
Ten minutes? She’s waiting for you! I’m sorry.
Do I sit up?
Wing’s not here?
Is he okay?
I wanted to go out in my pajamas, but when I remembered what happened yesterday, I had a little more.
He combed his hair and changed his dress to get out.
“Mom, what’s for breakfast?”
My mom put milk in my arms, “Eat, eat, eat. What time is it? It’s thanks to people waiting for you to have breakfast. I’m sorry.
Well, the little name of Koo Jinbrook.
“Let’s go and take you to breakfast.” I’m sorry.
“I’m dieting, not hungry. I’m sorry.
My mom came with a crutches.
“Weight loss? Lose what?”
“Does a civil servant need to lose weight? I’m sorry.
“I tell you, if you lose any weight, don’t recognize me as my mother! I’m sorry.
“Do you know your aunt’s daughter next door is anorexic? It’s a diet. Little girls throw up. It’s okay. I’m sorry.
I snuck up and ran to the door, “Come on, let’s go to breakfast. I’m sorry.
Come out and put your suit on me.
“Summer, not cold, not necessary. I’m sorry.
“It’s only 7:30 and it’s dark, no sun, no cold. I’m sorry.
“…seven, 7:30?”
God damn it, am I eating or training?
Big weekend…
But it’s all out. It’s hard on the scalp.
I’ve been looking for things on the road, and I’ve been putting on two sentences from time to time.
Don’t ask. Just work.
“What are you doing?”
Really?
I coughed, and I said, “Do some work.” I’m sorry.
He smiled, “You know we just went through a tunnel? I’m sorry.
“emmmm.” And? Why has he been thinking so much lately?
He lifts his chin up to my side, “There’s a reflection on the window. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
Do you understand social rituals? Do you understand?
But he didn’t ask, so I pretended I didn’t hear the music.
There’s a little bit of awkwardness on the road, but it’s good for breakfast in an hour!
The tofu brain is sour soup, but it smells so good!
When I said I could go home on my own at dinner, I couldn’t get up and sit next to my seat.
“Enough?”
“Aon. I’m sorry.
“Shall we talk?”
“…”
“You can’t keep avoiding me, can you? I’m sorry.
I take a deep breath. What’s the big scene I haven’t seen?
“Let’s talk. Want to say something? I’m sorry.
He never let go of my hand, and he stares at it, “You must have a lot of questions. Can’t you say that? Even if it doesn’t end up, you don’t have to hide from me. I’m sorry.
“You really like me for over a decade? I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
Since when? I thought about it all night, and I didn’t think about it.
And he smiled, and he said, “I don’t know. Do you remember when you were in freshman year, when a guy from law school chased you?” I’m sorry.
And I thought, like, there was something about it, because there was something warm around me since I was a kid, and I completely avoided early love, and it was the first time I was told.
“Remember, when I first went to school, I noticed when I was in military training. I’m sorry.
Not a nod, “I suddenly realized that I didn’t want you with anyone but me. I’m sorry.
I don’t know what to say, but I’m gonna have to ask you, “Well, you’ve been talking so much between you, you sure you really like me? I’m sorry.
His other hand was covered in my hand.
“Lately after the military training, your roommate went to pick you up because you were out of love. I’m sorry.
“I heard your roommate ask you why you didn’t think about me? I’m sorry.
“You said, “I didn’t think I was a man, and if we talked about a score, we wouldn’t even be friends, and we won’t get paid.” I’m sorry.
“That made me have nightmares for years. I’m sorry.
“And I didn’t become the King of the Sea. I don’t want to lose you, even just friends. So I’m really serious about falling in love, and I think if I could accept someone else, we could be friends for the rest of our lives. I’m sorry.
“It’s just that when I realized they couldn’t replace you, I found out that it was better not to delay. I’m sorry.
I whispered, “…there’s still so much dust.”
He pretends to be angry with my cheeks, “Just you, the moral guard!” I told them all before I was with them, but they still wanted it… that’s not true.”
Look at my contemptible eyes. He changed his mouth for a while. I’m sorry.
“And, cough…” He suddenly lost his eyes and his face was red, “We didn’t do anything. I’m sorry.
“Did you ever hold hands?”
“This is still there. I’m sorry.
“That never hugged?”
“None. I’m sorry.
“Have you ever kissed?”
“…have you asked enough? I’m sorry.
This guy can’t afford to play.
And then he breathed, and he continued, “When he was young, I thought it would work. But if I could go back to 18, I’d clean up the water in my head. I’m sorry.
“There’s no alternative in a relationship. Like, like, it should be pretty simple. I’m sorry.
I was just going to say something, and he immediately added, “And don’t listen to Lee Ying-ju!” When he was in college, his goddess liked me, so he was so obsessed that I changed my girlfriend for a few years, and then I didn’t…”
He’s getting low.
I pulled out my phone and cut Lee Wing’s chat interface.
“Look, he sends me pictures every time. I’m sorry.
“…the job is not as positive as he is. I’m sorry.
If you don’t see it, you’ll be able to eat.
“No, no, I believe you! We’ve known each other for 30 years. I don’t believe you. I’m sorry.
He twisted my face, “It hasn’t hurt you for years. I’m sorry.
“How precious is the skin of a 30-year-old woman, do you make it? I’m sorry.
“I’m in charge! I’d be happy to take over! I’m sorry.
07
“But, if it’s warm, have you ever thought about it — like you’re not jealous, and I like to be jealous, and maybe we’re really not right? How else could it have been so long? I’m sorry.
I’m so sorry.
Warm couldn’t have been laughed at and squeezed my hand.
“The chicken soup in your novel? What the hell theory? Take your parents and tell them that your uncle likes to be oily, and Auntie loves to eat vegan. I’m sorry.
I don’t think so.
He let go of my hand and held my face.
“Qin Min Ming, ask yourself, do you really feel anything for me? Is it you who’s afraid you won’t be a friend? You’ve been thinking that for a long time. You lied to yourself? I’m sorry.
I look at the look in his eyes, and I’m talking.
What are you talking about? I’m sorry.
Get his hands off him and he’ll turn his head off.
“I was waiting for you in the morning to chat with my aunt, who said that you kept your birthday present in the cupboard from the age of my age, without anyone touching it. I wrote to you before, you put it under the pillow, aunt got the floor, and you were angry. I’m sorry.
Do you really not like me? I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
I was questioned.
Pulled into the car like a puppet.
Put your seatbelt on.
“What are you doing here? I’m sorry.
He smiled, “I specifically asked the firm’s girls, and said it was a very good move.”
I pushed him away on his forehead, “If I’m 20 now, thank you.” I’m sorry.
“You’re in my heart, forever 20 years old. I’m sorry.
“…the warmth, you’re normal. I’m sorry.
Oil, oil?
I shrugged, “Hmm? Just drive. I’ll get back to the cage. I’m sorry.
He made a fake yawn.
“Well, come or not.”
I looked at him and looked at him, “Do you know how many years this is? I’m sorry.
“You agreed, then you won’t have to. I’m sorry.
But he didn’t wait until he said so, so he went straight.
In fact, I understand that he wants to change the atmosphere between us, and he wants me to realize that he doesn’t want to be my friend and grow up.
It’s about being my man.
When I got out of the car, he put his face out.
“If you don’t give me a kiss, see if it’s moving. I’m sorry.
“…if you’re so restless, go find a factory with shoes. I’m sorry.
“I can kiss you too. I’m sorry.
“…and didn’t find you so cheeky before? I’m sorry.
“Just my girlfriend. I’m sorry.
“Huh? When did I say yes? I’m sorry.
“Pretty girlfriend. I’m sorry.
I went home with a white eye and I was on my mom’s couch.
It was hard to go back to your room and sleep.
I opened the locker and took out a square wooden box.
30 birthday gifts.
There’s a lot of stuff.
Until now, he went on a business trip and saw some nice hair cards, bracelets, blind boxes, necklaces, greeting cards.
There’s a lot of lipstick, water-milk suits, skirts that he’s recommended by her colleagues.
When he first became a lawyer, he received less and more money and more expensive gifts.
I’d give him a tie, a wristwatch or something, but he always said I chose ugly and spent money on him, and then I asked him to eat.
My life seems to be full of him.
I used to say he was childish.
She says I’ll never grow up like a child.
I used to say my clothes were just a couple of black and white, always bringing some little blue pink skirts, and then I made them.
And that letter… when I saw him as a sophomore, I thought he was in love.
That’s when a student came after me. He had to talk about scum.
Maybe, like he said, I care about him.
So see him in love.
So he had been with him for a long time, and said that he was too in control, and that he was going to cut off.
Now think, it’s childish.
A college student, and he said no.
I’m a strong woman in other eyes.
But how can he switch to childish mode?
I don’t know.
Did I really get moved?
And a long time?
Humming…
I picked up the phone.
Man: Open the door.
What are you doing? Why are you so busy?
Man: I’m going to get my suit, you stay with me.
It’s amazing: I can’t drive.
I thought he’d be reasonable, if he didn’t threaten me with my mom, who would think, and two seconds later I saw two bleeding face bags.
Pink little rabbits shake their bodies, two words on their heads — no, no.
It’s so dumb.
It was with great pleasure that he was taken into the car and found out that it was not a wedding shop.
“What are you doing? Murder?”
He couldn’t help it. I’m sorry.
That’s why I’m looking across the street at the Internet and sweet water store that I’ve been thinking about.
But I was lazy on the day off, and the plan was a long time ago.
“But I came to my aunt…”
It’s just so quiet.
It’s just, “Does it hurt? Do you want some hot? Or painkillers?”
I saw his reaction for a while, shaking his head, “It didn’t hurt much this time. I’m sorry.
He reached out to open the drawer in front of me, and he said, “Every month, get ready, if you need me. I’m sorry.
“…have you been preparing for me all these years? “Not for anyone, by the way?
He frowned for a while and came up like a bitch. I’m sorry.
“This jealous dog doesn’t eat well! I’m sorry.
He didn’t hear it. He continued, “What did she tell you last time? Don’t trust her. Trust me. I’m sorry.
“All I do is for you. I’m sorry.
“I want you to be happy, and I want you to be happy. I’m sorry.
I saw in his eyes.
For a moment, I tried to kiss it.
Crazy!
08
“Go, go, go home or go to the dress shop. I’m sorry.
Copy that!
But… the car won’t burn.
“Well, take a cab back. I’m sorry.
“Well, it’s probably the last time I borrowed it, it wasn’t fixed. Don’t come down. I’ll hold your umbrella. I’m sorry.
After that, without any effort, he got out of the car with an umbrella.
Waited 10 minutes to get the car.
Once the driver started calling, we didn’t talk.
It’s just that he’s been looking at me for a long time, and I whispered, “Why do you keep looking at me? Can’t you read your phone?”
He whispered, “You look better. I’m sorry.
“…” Dude, get me all shy!
I was just about to ask him if he’d come out for dinner tonight.
Maybe I can try to trust him. He’s really not playing, really serious this time.
Although I still don’t know how I feel about him.
But whether I lied to myself or I was touched by his heart.
Wormless is the only man I’ve ever had in 30 years who moved me and wanted to kiss him.
But without waiting for me to speak, he came at me in fear.
I don’t know.
When I woke up, I was in the hospital.
“Where’s the warmth? “I look at my crying mother and asks,
My mom sucks her nose, “He’s protecting you, worse than you, concussion…”
When I pulled the needle, I ran out, and I saw the temperature of the ward immediately to be pushed.
I earned my mother’s hand and walked.
“Doctor, is he all right? We’re not married. He can’t…”
“You promised me? I’m sorry.
I look down: ?
The doctor smiled, “I’ve just taken the film, the boy’s in good shape, a slight concussion, not so bad. I’m sorry.
It’s embarrassing.
Have you got a ticket to escape the Earth?
Or a ticket!
I don’t know why I’m holding my hand.
“Who is your wife?” I’m sorry.
The first time he called me that, he thought it was a little over the top, pissed me off, put me on the spot.
“I’m sorry, I just…”
I cut him off, “I’ll take advantage of you before you propose!” I’m sorry.
And then my mother calmed down and went, “Doctor, I forgot to ask you, is my baby okay? I’m sorry.
I:
Not to mention: …
The nurse on the side of “What child?” wondered.
“It’s true…”
“I actually fell on my way to work, and the baby’s gone. I’m sorry.
I’m finished. It’s dead.
It’s not that silent.
“You boy!”
“Aigoo, I have a headache.”
“Let Mom see.”
I couldn’t see the warmth of my eyes. He smiled softly.
I saw his bed pushed and he waved at me.
I suddenly wanted to say to him that I didn’t like you.
No one knows. I heard my mom say you were hurt badly.
The mood of breathlessness, the mood of blindness, the mood that may end today.
I’m sure that’s more than simple.
I’ve heard of it before. Medically there’s heartbreak. I think that if you really don’t, I have no doubt that I will be extremely sad to heartbreak.
So it’s me who’s always afraid of wolves.
Turned out to have been chased, but was single and told that it was me who was beaten in the face.
My fate has arrived.
A long time before I noticed it.
It’s just that we were too careful to lose each other.
09
He went home for a month at the hospital and the two families simply ate the engagement dinner.
Mom and Dad looked at me and he had a good time.
Uncle Wendice was so careful and sensitive and his eyes were a little wet.
“I didn’t expect you to be so careful!” I’m sorry.
“Who said he wasn’t? Did you see the bracelets on my hands? I’m sorry.
“What do you call my son? Not your son? Uncle Wen made a few jokes.
Everyone’s happy, but I’m a little anxious.
We didn’t notice. We took a walk after dinner.
“Is something on your mind? Do you want my lawyer to point you out? I’m sorry.
I twisted the soft meat on his big arm.
“It’s just… marriage wasn’t in my plan, a little scared. I’m sorry.
“What are you afraid of? Can you tell me?”
He didn’t say anything first about not being afraid of me or anything, but even though I knew he couldn’t paint cookies, he wanted to know what I thought and gave me the desire to talk.
“It’s just that when I get married and don’t fall in love, I’m afraid that the salt of woody oil will destroy love, that I’m afraid of having a baby in shape, that I’m afraid of working hard, that I’m afraid that in the event of a lamb embolism, people will die, and that even when I have a child, what happens to our education? And I’m afraid you’ll meet someone you like more…”
He held my face and let me look him in the eye.
“Don’t be afraid, listen to me.”
“Being in love is not the same as getting married. I only love you more when I get married. Don’t worry about the baby. When you said you were Dink, I went through a lot of information, and it was concluded that we didn’t have a throne to inherit, and I felt that the child was in trouble and not born. Of course, if you like kids again, we can have one, and I can learn to be a good dad. I’m sorry.
“It’s up to you to decide. I’m sorry.
“As for the people you love more…” he laughed, but he explained, “No more, because you’re the best. Of course, in keeping with the principle of objective unity of the Lord, I have drawn up a contract that, if I offered to divorce, or if I did anything wrong with the opposite sex, I would go out of the house on one occasion. I’m sorry.
“Trust me once, I give you happiness. I’m sorry.
I hold him tight.
It’s the wind. It’s red.
He’s like a glass of wine.
I seem to like him more and more.
I don’t know.
Soon to the wedding.
Really, I didn’t know it was a billion points!
I cried at the wedding and the make-up artist couldn’t fix it.
Who’d let Wing say that?
“I do. I’m sorry.
I cannot say anything else after all three words.
At the same time, I thought, “Well, I’ll finish this first, or I’ll cry.
When I put on a tuxedo, I got my mood back.
The warmth came with a plate of red meat.
Seeing me in a red flag robe, the kid looks left and right.
“Who’s so beautiful? I’m sorry.
“Aah! It’s my wife! I’m sorry.
Two cousins make me a bridesmaid, and I’m jealous, “I’ll find a handsome and painful one too.” I’m sorry.
The other said, “My sister married the right man during the wedding!” I’m sorry.
I was embarrassed, I looked at him, and I looked at red meat.
He put a piece in my mouth with a chopstick.
“Well, it tastes like you do! I’m sorry.
He bends, puts his left face on my right face, looks at the mirror, “This is for what he did last night!” I’m sorry.
I hit him in the head like a big dog, “good boy!”
It’s not fainting when you’ve got a red meat tummy, you don’t get warm and you help me with the wine.
But he’s different.
I’ve been holding on to my wife.
Please let his brothers carry people into the house.
“Please, I’ll do the rest. I’m sorry.
“No trouble, no trouble, my sister-in-law has worked hard. I’m sorry.
“Good luck to Brother and sister-in-law! I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
I sent the guy away. I made a bowl of soup.
“Get up and drink it. I’m sorry.
Nothing.
“Get up!”
Keep lying dead.
“Honey.”
“Hey, hey, honey.”
I’m standing by the bed without a word, “Come on, stop pretending. I don’t count how much you drink. I’m sorry.
He turned around, sat up, rubbed his face, took the bowl and drank it.
“My wife’s got a good time.”
“Come on, let’s go take a shower and smell like wine. I’m sorry.
He’s a good spot.
When I was passing through, I turned around and threw me up.
“My wife’s with me.”
“…”
“This is a default. No rebuttal! I’m sorry.
10
The place on the honeymoon was chosen for a long time.
It’s the Shangri-la I’ve wanted since I was a kid.
There’s probably a lot of people out there now, not much special.
But I remember when we were in high school, we talked about where we’d go if we were married.
I took it out.
That’s Shangri-la.
We spent the whole day wandering, and when we returned to our homes, we were lying on our beds facing each other.
He fell over me and stood by me.
“Look at what?”
He bowed his head in my eyebrow, “Not everyone’s lucky enough to marry the 18-year-old girl.” I’m sorry.
Hold my waist again and lie on my belly. “I’m so happy with my wife’s belly.”
I touched his hair and laughed.
“Thank you so much. I’m sorry.
“Thank you, so brave. I’m sorry.
He held my hand and kissed on his index finger.
“and thank you for making my bravery worth it. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
We had a nap. We went to the market this afternoon.
I met a girl who was selling silver and jade in minority clothes.
I picked up a bunch of ears by the ear.
“Does it look good?” I’m sorry.
He was carrying a big bag of things, a little bit of his head, and his eyes were tired of poetry.
“It’s nice.”
I picked up another piece of jade.
“What about this?”
“And good-looking.”
“Then which one?”
And he said, “That’s all. I’m sorry.
I put my index finger in front of him, “No, no, no, which one is the best? I’m sorry.
He thought for a while.
I said, “Then I said 3, 2, 1, together. I’m sorry.
Three, two, one. I’m sorry.
“Golden! I’m sorry.
“Golden! I’m sorry.
We laughed together in the sunshine of Shangri-la.
They’re both in their 60s and they’re like kids.
I watched his eyebrow shine in the sun, and even the blue bushes on his chin were lovely.
I seem to love him more than I thought when the window paper broke.
It’s like a dream, and every morning I wake up and I wonder about the truth of what I’ve been through.
But every time he hugged me from behind, he said, “Good morning, wife.”
He always said he’d been lucky enough to meet me.
But actually, I’m more fortunate.
When my feelings are just stingy, I use my lies hard to deceive myself and to hide the skin of friendship for my love.
It was he who, for 12 years, stood by me, protected me, and had more courage than I.
“What’s going on? I’m sorry.
He held something in his hand and held me in his hand.
“Did I ever tell you – I love you so much, I’m not. I’m sorry.
He’s been waking for a few seconds, and he looks at me, “Baby, go home and say it again. I’m sorry.
“No face!” I put my hand on him.
He walked two steps and said, “I’m serious. Where do you think my wife is? I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
Shangri-la’s sunshine just right.
Like us, from any second, it’s just right.
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I’m so sorry.
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