37. The goddess and the female nerves
The goddess and the female nerves.
Love rises with the wind: with your twilight and four seasons
I heard my boyfriend’s phone on the bedside.
The message appeared on the screen: Thank you for tonight.
Then another one came: I’ll buy you dinner some other day.
When I saw the name “Lindu”, my sleep faded away.
One.
It’s almost midnight.
I sat at the table and ran into a draft so much that I didn’t notice the door being pushed away until I put a warm chest on my back, and the hot air was sprayed on the neck.
Song Kagi’s voice is lazy, with a heavy nostrils: “Why aren’t you asleep at this hour? I’m sorry.
I wrinkled, “Are you drinking again? I’m sorry.
Song Ka Ki runs a bar, but I don’t like him drinking.
“You will be paid, you will never know.” Soong Gae-kyu apparently didn’t bother to explain and started kissing my neck.
The soothing sense of the neck spreads, and I push him as I hide and push him: “Come on, this design is going to be done in two days, and it’s really in a hurry…”
The next thing I know, it’s blocked by a kiss that’s hot and hot.
The air is as if it had been drained, leaving only the glycol fragrance of the nose around it and the thicker breathing in the ear.
I can still feel, in a little bit of reason, the more or less anomaly of Song Ka-gi.
He seemed more enthusiastic than usual, but he seemed distracted, and his eyes were on me, as if they were tender, but I could not see myself in his eyes.
In the end, Song Gae-kyu put a light kiss on my forehead and ended the tangle and then turned into the bathroom.
As if he had been drained from his body, I would have been asleep and I heard a tweet.
Song Kagi’s phone was on the bedside, he never set the password, and the tweets were on the screen: Kaji, thank you tonight.
I guess he didn’t wait for the answer, and then he sent another one: I’ll buy you dinner.
After looking at the author ‘ s name bar, the sleep faded and I consciously looked in the direction of the bathroom.
The sandshield glass displays a man’s long body, and at this point it’s a water vapour that suddenly makes people feel like they don’t really see it.
If it’s Lin Chu, then Song Ka Ki can explain the anomaly tonight.
Two.
Ironically, I’m starting to focus on Soong Gae-kyu, and it’s about Lin.
I went back to class for forgetting my homework.
There were two other people on the porch that were supposed to be empty, one male and one female, and the boy was lying on the fence and facing the girl on the side.
I almost immediately recognized the girl as the gardener of the next class, standing straight and holding her hands in front of her, in a very ladyly position.
“I’m sorry, I’m just trying to learn now…” The first time Lin bit his lips, it seemed like he was saying something hard to say.
“It’s okay, I know. I’m sorry.
It’s funny, even mild, but it’s low, and it’s a bit of an undisguised loss, and it gives the unprovoked feeling that the heart has been scratched.
Aware of the fact that a confession had been rejected, I went into a dilemma and consciously took refuge in the shadows around the corner.
Lin didn’t say anything. He ran away.
The boys were lying on the fence and rubbing their faces at the heavy night.
At the age of 17, he looked like a scrawny young man with a long, long, dark balconies that gave him a dazzling color.
I had my fingers around the corner, I forgot to leave, and I forgot to move my eyes.
I looked at the boy until he came around the corner.
He stayed by my side for a moment, with his hands in his pocket, and turned his back on me, laughing at my mouth, without even seeing it, and even feeling a chill.
He’s gone downstairs before I react.
I couldn’t get my mind back on that night, and the vague smile in my head made me feel like a lowlife peeper.
Then I learned from my classmates that the boy was Song Gae-kyu and that he was in junior high school with Lin and had been chasing her for three years.
It is truly embarrassing to pursue for three years and to be rejected under one of the most pretentious pretexts.
3
It’s a week after you meet Song Ka Ki again.
My dad’s waiting outside school at the end of the evening self-study, and I’m going to walk around a alley sometimes.
On that day I saw Song Gae-kyu coming from the alley with the wall.
I don’t know what happened before, the one with Song Gae-kyu, the one with a swollen nose and a leg.
In the light of the previous experience, my first reaction was to turn around and run.
I was holding on to my bag, and the wind was passing through my ears, and I couldn’t get rid of that image, and in the deep alleys, the skinny young man was walking hard.
The bright lights at the alley were right in front of me, and I turned around and ran back into the alley.
Song Ka-gi leaned down on his back, leaning on the wall, and had a slightly long hair covering his forehead and not covering the young man’s Qing Jun profile.
He seemed to look at me when he opened his eyes again because of pain.
I can’t say that I’m not being aggressive, but I’m not being friendly. I’m holding on to the urge to run again, and I’m being dominated by unknown forces and moving forward.
“Student, do you need any help? I stopped a mile from him, before the brain exit, “My dad’s car is right in front of you. I’m sorry.
I even started to think about how to explain it to my dad.
He seemed to want to laugh, but perhaps he suffered from the wounds of his mouth, perhaps because of my overly sincere concerns and concerns, and he looked at me and finally looked down.
The alleys were quiet, as if the sound was raging in the chest, but it was clear that it was only the first spring, and it was warm and cold with silk.
“Go back, I’m in the way. I’m sorry.
Soong Gae-kyu finally opened his mouth and his voice was dumb, like sand in his throat.
It’s hard for me to stay there any longer, but I’m not sure I’m going back and forth.
In the dark and dark alley, Song Gae-kyu still leans around, like a slow shot that’s been in my mind for a long time.
The next day, the news of Song Ka Ki fighting outside school spread throughout the school.
The reason was that Lin had been harassed by a high-ranking boy, and Song Jia-gi warned the other party once, but the other party was angry and a few people gathered to beat him up in the alley.
Despite almost one-sided beatings, the impact of the incident led Song Ka Ki-yi to read the review in front of the entire school.
The content is deep enough, but from standing to tone, it is clear that it is exclusively for young people.
It was only a few seconds before Song Gae-kyu’s eyes stopped in one direction before he became aware and nervous.
I followed his lead, and Lin stood in the direction.
Even in uniform, the schools are luminous in crowds, with pony tails and long shapes, creating a distant sense of distance.
After self-studying that night, I forgot to bring the practice book, and I didn’t know it was a coincidence that I ran into the two men on the porch.
The attitude of Hayashi this time was not as subtle as it was last time, and she hung her hand saying, “Don’t do this again, make it all at school, it bothers me!” I’m sorry.
As Lin was about to cry, Song Gae-kyu seemed to stretch out his hand in an attempt to appease each other, and probably found it inappropriate, with his hand tied to half-empty, and finally a fiery fist to take it back.
Lin had his eyes painted and turned around in his backpack.
Song Ka Ki stood there, strangling the fence, biting his teeth, looking helpless, and probably regretful.
That’s what happens when you look at a girl who cares.
I am a little sorry that Song Gae-kyu is still not accepted.
A man of that age doesn’t understand that for someone who doesn’t have you in his heart, no one can give a heart for it.
I’m thinking too much, and my fingers are squeezing on the corner, and I’m making a sound.
Song Ga-kyu turned around and noticed me hiding around the corner.
I’m:
“You never come home at night, you follow me?” Soong Gae-kyu clearly recognized me, and took her hand in her pocket, and took her time.
Three times in a row, I witnessed his mess and embarrassment, and I don’t expect how friendly he is to me.
I turned around, I ran away from the scene, I didn’t know what kind of mind I was, and I couldn’t help it.
After walking down the stairs, I heard a whisper from above.
4
My concern for Song Ka-gi may have come from the beginning of that invisibility, which has evolved from outside.
I began to deliberately look for a figure in the crowd, and his every move always moved me.
On the field, Song Gae-kyu pitched a three-point ball, and basketball drew a perfect arc in the air and went into a basket.
My mood is high, but I can fly to me with a volleyball on my side, right in the head, with pain and a short black moth.
Several people came to me asking questions about my first look to the basketball court after my eyes were restored.
Song Jia-kyu and his team members gave a high-level festivities and were soon put into the game.
I’m glad he didn’t see what I looked like and I’m sorry he never saw me.
After the fighting, Song Gae-kyu did nothing to attract attention, except that his eyes were always on her in every early spot in the forest.
Just like I keep watching him.
If Lin was a goddess, I would be a woman’s nerve at best.
Lin’s life was white, tall and well-developed, a perfect body enviable to all girls, and even the first grade of grades.
Looking back at me, my grades are flat, and there’s a little advantage over height, but it’s just a long face, skinny as a wood-fired chick, and a few freckles on the cheek.
Every time I take a look at myself in the mirror, I’ll only have one breath.
Jealousy is the emotion of a worthy opponent, and I have only a few envys for Lin Chiu.
The sour sour is mixed with a few low feelings and continues until the end of high school.
Until I went to college and saw a boy of similar height or appearance, I could not help but think of Song Gae-kyu and then look around for a girl like Hayashi.
I didn’t think I’d see Song Ka-gi again.
My senior high school classmates came to me to help me, and I went to the restaurant, which was run by Song Ka Ki.
When he saw me, he picked a little bit of a bulge, and then he reached out to me, “Cao introduced me to a fellow at the design school, and I didn’t think it was you. I’m sorry.
His old Cao is my high school classmate, and he’s as familiar as he is with me.
In my impression, except for the short and hasty conversation in the alley that night, I did not even say a full sentence.
I didn’t know if I was nervous or too shocked. I forgot to reach out and shake his hand.
Song Jia-gi smiled and took back his hand: “We are also old classmates, and we have to ask for your help later.” I’m sorry.
I sat at the table like a silent squirt, and I couldn’t help but remember the rumors of my second year.
That would have been the transmission of a screenshot of Lin Jiu’s circle of friends, who had declared love in high-profile fashion, and who was rich and rich.
I wonder if Song Kagi has any subsequent contact with Lin Chiu, and how he feels when he sees the circle of friends, but it is impossible for adults to be in a young relationship.
I watched him put his hand on the back of his chair and talked to the people around him in a funny way, so that time could wear away a man’s obscurity and make him mature and restrain.
It’s just that, at some random moment, when he smiles, he can still see a little bit of that youthful.
When Song Ka-kyu graduates, he’s going to start a business, and he’s going to open a joint bar with someone. The address has been chosen, and it’s going to be a big deal. That’s why he found me.
I’m at the top of the design college, but I’m a costume designer, and when Song Kagi opens up, I naturally do everything I can to help him.
With my resources, I reached out to my sister, who met in the community, and to her boss, who was a very well-known in-house designer, and asked him to design it.
I’ve been busy for more than a year, and I haven’t been slacking since I was busy.
I said, “I’m a future boss, I’m a better boss.”
I can only laugh at the fact that I was close to Song Ga-kyu, but because of the renovation, at best I was a friend.
Maybe there’s a slight ambiguity, like he’ll drive me back to my place late in the night, and he’ll hold my hair and say, “Thank you very much.”
5
On the day of the opening of the bar, Song Jia-kyu called some friends to celebrate.
He was standing in the main seat, knocking on the glass, and he was quiet when the mood was high.
“The first drink, I’d like to drink to Chen Zheng,” he turns to me, and he looks at me with a good eye, and says, “I couldn’t have opened this bar so quickly without your help and support. I’m sorry.
The crowd was starting to get up, and everyone looked forward to seeing Song Ka-gi and wanted him to keep talking.
I am flattered, and a heart hangs uncontrollably.
After having faded from the youthfulness of last year’s youth, Song Ka Ki-joon, who stood in the background of the noise, was still a bit more mature, and the crucifixion of the eyebrows became more and more intense.
Then after a brief pause, there will be no more, and Soong Gae-gi will lean on his head and drink the wine from the cup.
The atmosphere hardened, and then those who reasoned themselves covered the delicate embarrassment in the air with a much more vehement scream.
And We raised with them a cup of bitter wine and an unknown loss.
That night we were all very sober, and after the tides, Song Ga-gi pulled me to the balcony.
The more the alcohol gets, the more Song Gae-kyu looks to the stars, the better the future, and I just laugh and be a quiet listener.
And then he turned around and looked at me, and the untouchable stars fell in his eyes.
It’s like, when we were young, the distant star landed on our side.
“You’ve always been with me. He repeats that.
I don’t know who took the initiative, but we started hugging, kissing, and when we woke up, we were all so close together.
He looked into my eyes, focused and hot, and made you think that there was only me in his eyes, even in the world.
I thought we could forget the night unacknowledgedly and then pretend to continue the so-called friendship.
But intimacy is addictive, and Song Kagi and I met two or three times a week, and then he was in my rental house.
Song Kagi threw all his parents into the bar, where there was an easy rest room, which had a poor soundproofing effect, which was hardly a suitable place to live.
I comfort myself, take it as a joint lease.
It’s just that renting roommates don’t sleep with each other every night.
Perhaps no more suitable person could be found, and no one had thought of ending the relationship.
In two years, Song Ka Ki has not been around anyone else, and I’m happy with the situation.
And the name Lin Chiu was not mentioned until two years later today, she appeared suddenly, and she was too surprised.
Six.
The daytime work continued despite the severe sleep shortage the previous night.
After graduation, I created a garment studio, and on that day there was a sample of clothes that needed to be filmed outdoors.
After helping the model adjust my clothes, I sat on the side, staring at the scene, thinking.
I can’t help but speculate over and over about the two texts. Will they meet again? How did you get together before?
The cheeks may be put down by a cold object, and I am a spirit, a god.
“Take it easy, have a Coke. I’m sorry.
There was a beautiful face of sunshine, and the more the cylindrical jar of ice-cooled coke was delivered to me, the zipper had been pulled and the bubble was running out.
“Thank you. I took it.
“You look like you’re in bad shape today. Do you need a break? I’ll keep an eye on you. “The more I look for a seat, the more I sit, the more I say.
“All right. “I consciously shook my head.
The last cameraman had an accident, and the more the cameraman introduced him to the emergency, the less familiar I was with him, but the two previous contacts were pleasant.
He’s not saying much, but he’s always had a unique idea, often more effective than I expected.
“Question, what would you do if the girl you liked as a student appeared in front of you now? I’m sorry.
The carbonated beverage eased the depression and watched the model change his other dress, and suddenly I asked without a trace.
The more he looked around, the more he looked at me, the more he looked at me, the more he looked at me, the more he looked, the more he looked, the more he looked.
“Nothing, I’m just saying. I’m sorry.
I laughed at myself, and I think it was really magic, trying to find answers from another male population.
I’ll get up and adjust for the model.
The more the gills come in, the more the ears are red, and it’s probably hot, and in return I bought him a bottle of ice.
7
I got a phone call from Xiao Qiu before the end of the evening, and the fire broke. I’m sorry.
Xiao Qiu runs the logistics at Song Ka Kii’s, and I have a very good relationship with his staff, so Qiu will look for me.
When I got to the bar, I found out about the big deal, where Song Gae-kyu had entered the wine, and a box of workers was being moved to the back kitchen.
Qiu saw me like a saviour and cried, saying, “The high-end brand that we’ve been making in our bar, but this is made by a small liquor store in the city, and this lowers our bar’s grip.” I’m sorry.
Song Kagi’s always been a big fan of the bar business, and he didn’t do anything like that.
As I was there, Qiu went on to say, “Chen Qiu, advise the boss and do not know what is wrong with him. It is because of the business of an old classmate, but we must not lose our principles.” I’m sorry.
A minivan was parked in an alley near the back of the kitchen, standing in front of the car and directing the workers to carry it, just as it had not been seen for many years.
She’s wearing simple white T and jeans, and she’s wearing pony tails, and she’s a little more capable and mature than a student.
I passed by her, and she was pulling out her cell phone, and she had a moment of eye contact on my face, and she had a little bit of a doubt, so she couldn’t remember who I was.
I didn’t stop, but I was wrong with her, and I heard her on the way: “The goods have been delivered. Thank you, Kagi, for dinner tonight.” I’m sorry.
The sound is the usual euphemism, mixed with a deliberate sweetness.
I suddenly felt that this place was suffocating, could not stop for a moment and wanted to run away.
On the way, I got a call from Song Gae-kyu.
“I’ll probably be home later tonight. Take a break. I’m sorry.
It’s cold on that phone. I can’t hear it.
When Song Kagi used to have friends’ parties and all kinds of payouts, why did he take the initiative of reporting to me today?
“Oh, is this about seeing Lin? “Did you wait to meet last night and again tonight?” I’m sorry.
I parked my car on the side of the road, and I got my chest flattened.
It was a moment on the phone, and then it was the sound of a slide in the chair, and Song Gae-hee seemed to be sitting up straight and speaking unprovokedly: “How do you know? I’m sorry.
I can’t keep up with dignity any longer, and the words of the exits become harsh: “Not only do I know, but the bar employees know that you’re the boss and risk your career for so-called old classmates.” I’m sorry.
Song Ka-kyu took a deep breath: “It’s not what you think. I’ll explain it to you later. I’m sorry.
I did not wait for Song Ka Ki to finish my speech and quickly cut off the phone and put back the hand on the steering wheel in a tremor.
8
I was packing when Song Ka Ki came back.
“What are you doing?” I said it’s not what you think! I’m sorry.
I broke his hand and sat on the couch and listened to him.
“Lin Jiu’s father had a problem with his health, the wine factory was in a collapse, there was a backlog of stocks to be disposed of, and she also heard I opened a bar to find me. I’m sorry.
Song Ka Ki has loosed her tie and she doesn’t like it, “I wonder if I can help since I’m an old classmate. I’m sorry.
“Are you sure all the old classmates are coming to you, you’ll help? I’m sorry.
I barely laughed, and I said, “Or is Lin Chiu in your heart never just an old classmate? I’m sorry.
The idea that the whole day is going on is finally coming out and forcing itself to face reality.
The hesitation and panic in Song Ka Ki’s eyes broke my last illusion.
It turns out that student feelings do not end with the end of the student age.
I didn’t do it myself. How can I ask Song Jia-kyu?
I broke up with Song Ka Ki.
Although the flame in my heart, called Jealous, is burning, the word “break-up” is so calm and rational.
If secret love is unpaid watch and give, then love one person is selfish, is possession and cannot be mixed into a grain of sand.
Me and Lin Chu, how is that possible? If she wanted to accept me, we’d be together! Song Ka Ki is still in the final struggle, but that’s what I hear.
If they’re back together, then there won’t be a part of me and Song Ka-gi, so what am I now like?
As if he had asked for it, and then turned to a second choice.
So, when I didn’t do anything, Song Gae-kyu saw a chance and put his cell phone on me: “If you don’t believe me, you can check my conversation with her. I’m sorry.
SMS tweets just happened to be ringing at this time, and Song Gae-kyu and I were looking at the cell phone at the same time.
– I broke up with him before.
– Do you think it’s possible if you’re single?
It’s like the pause button, the condensed air brake.
Song Ka Ki looks at the screen, and perhaps these two messages are too much for him to look back.
I carried my luggage and walked out of that house that used to be with me.
I stood downstairs for a long time and looked at the building, one floor upwards, looking for the light window.
Until the light of the stars is fainted in the sight, I can no longer distinguish the window that belonged to us.
Song Gae-kyu never left me.
9
When I couldn’t find a suitable place to live in, I stayed in a small room upstairs in the studio.
In half a month, Song Kagi didn’t contact me, and between Lin Chiu and me he apparently chose the former.
The two years of love and love that occupy adolescence have ended with only one second of each other’s eyes.
I had to work and paralyze myself.
The more I send the film, the better than I expected.
I posted them on the studio web page and on the social platform account, resoundingly, and reaping orders multiplied.
After the fall in love, the only way to bring comfort to me is to get a job.
The original photographer contacted me and asked for credit: “What do you think, my brother is worth more than anything? I’m sorry.
And then he threw me a link, “I didn’t really think he’d come to help. He’s busy. It’s hard for people to get to him!” I’m sorry.
I clicked a link, a personal page for Zhongtao, a simple list of the delegates’ work and the award-winning experience, which is also full of pages.
It’s hard to imagine that it’s that low-key tweezer.
I’m sending the link to Zhongtao, and I’m sending you a message: you’re the great god of the industry, and you’ve come to my little studio.
“I was on vacation, and I was looking for something to do.” I’m sorry.
I’m sorry to think that the studio is in its early stages, and I’m not paid enough for the original shooting, and I decided to buy a meal.
It’s the better it is.
We had an appointment at a Western restaurant, there was traffic traffic, and the more I got there, the more I was waiting, the more I was pulling my head down.
“Sorry to keep you waiting. I even apologize.
And the more the phone closes, the more it smiles, the more it opens up, the more it’s not very visible, “It’s okay, I just got here. I’m sorry.
We ordered a few dishes each, and the more we didn’t specifically ask for my preferences, the more I did.
The conversation that followed was also a relief, as he and I had a strange experience of filming in various countries, and a sense of humor was embedded in a rich experience.
It seems that people get to know each other well enough to have a pleasant conversation.
I looked at him with one hand and one hand, because of the long outdoor filming, the original skin was masked, the skin was healthy in wheat, and the dark shirt could not hide a smooth pecs line.
I’ve seen handsome men before, I’ve always been conscious of Song Ka Ki, but this time I don’t remember him.
It’s been a long and relaxed night, if Song Ka Ki didn’t suddenly appear.
A glass of red wine fell on my stomach, and I was in a state of microflammation, with tears in my eyes, and when I looked back at Song Gae-gi, who was dark in his face, it was my own eyes.
I rubbed my eyes and I said, “Just now, are there more people here? I’m sorry.
The more the Zen gathers, the darker his eyes look to Song Gae-gi.
“Let’s talk. Soong Gae-kyu said he had to pull my hand.
As he got up and stood in front of me, he was half taller than Song Gae-gi, completely blocking his sight.
“This is between me and her, you move. “Song Gae-kyu’s face is a bit darker, and the tone is no longer good.
I woke up and pulled the cuffs and whispered, “Come on, let me get this straight. I’m sorry.
He looked at me at the lips, and he looked at me, and his eyes were so deep that he could not see the emotions inside, and then he slowly opened his side.
10
“Who was that man? If I hadn’t been here with my friends, I wouldn’t have found you so soon! “Song Gae-kyu dragged me to a quiet place, and the head-to-face was questioned.
We shook our heads with no power: “Song Gae-kyu, I don’t think I need to explain to you.” I’m sorry.
Som Gae-kyu’s eyes were murky: “You’re doing this because of Lin Chiu, right? I didn’t have anything with her before, not anymore. I’m sorry.
As if to convince me, Song Jia-kyu grabbed my hand, softly saying, “I have been in touch with her these days and I can’t remember what I liked about her before, maybe I didn’t know her at all. I’m sorry.
He went on to cry, “I’m really not used to coming back to me without you, are we?” I’m sorry.
Song Ga-kyu has a pretty, narrow eye and looks innocent and pathetic with his eyes on his tail.
But now I look at him and feel strange and alcoholic, and I am soberer than ever.
“If you care so much about me, you’ll keep your distance from Lin, and you won’t hesitate when you see Lin’s two texts, and you won’t hesitate to keep me or let me go. I’m sorry.
“But that day I waited a long time downstairs, and I was thinking that even if you came to me later, I would choose to go back with you, but you never showed up. I’m sorry.
“You’re just comparing, and you probably don’t think the forest is right for you. After all, I’m not your first choice. I’m sorry.
These words seem to persuade themselves not to be soft, not to return.
The light in Song Jia-kyu’s eyes faded, as I said, “But you liked me since high school, didn’t you?” I’m sorry.
So I thought I had a very good feeling to hide, but he chose to ignore it.
I feel sorry for myself.
If he hadn’t come to me later to help me, I would have been with him and supported him through the most difficult stages of entrepreneurship.
I opened Song Gae-kyu’s hand and said, “Is it because you were moved or because you were used to my company that you wanted me to be with you?” I’m sorry.
Maybe Song Ka Ki couldn’t find the answer to the question himself. He moved his lips and eventually left me without opening his mouth.
I should be glad to see Lin’s first appearance, and I realized that in the two years I had a dream with Song Gae-kyu, or I went crazy once and I could get out in time.
After all, he never said “like” to me.
Eleven.
The memory of that later night became messy, as if it had to be hysterical in order to make an emotional stop.
I’ve been pulling Zen to a noisy bar.
The attitude of Zhongchang, which gives me the unprovoked recollection of the word “punishment”, silently looks at me and drinks all kinds of weird alcoholics, slapping my back when I cough.
I seem to have talked about a lot of things in the past, about myself and me and Song Ka-gi, Song Ka-gi and Lin Chu…
I don’t know if the more you understand, maybe those are just self-talking that I can’t be logical.
The only clear impression was that the background was suddenly soft, and when I tried to pour another whole glass of wine, the more I looked up, the more I stopped.
He moved the glass to his side, staring at the light blue liquid in the cup: “Now you listen to me.” I’m sorry.
The light was dazzling, or the sound of the sarcasm was confusing, and I calmed down.
“The last time you asked me, what would I do if the girl you liked was in front of you now, and I want to tell you my answer now. I’m sorry.
Suddenly he looked up to me, and his lips were filled with a faint smile, but his eyes were darkened, and a bitterness was observed in the eyes.
“If she’s doing well, I’ll choose to look at her far away, but if she faces a sad disappointment, I hope to be with her. I’m sorry.
I almost asked unconsciously, “Do you have anyone you like?” I’m sorry.
He looked at me and looked at me like he was watching the heart of the human being and the heart was shaking.
“Of course there is. He says:
He then pulled his cell phone out of the lock and pulled the album.
“I studied the girl I met on the side of the road and took a picture secretly, thought I never had a chance to meet again, and it was hard to find her at the initiative of my teacher. I’m sorry.
I looked at his long-wielding finger pulling his cell phone screen and guessed that there was a possibility that one answer was out of reach.
The photographs that followed confirmed my guess.
Deep red scarfs cover half of their faces, with a little red nose, a few shallow freckles on both sides of their noses, and the laughter of the girl’s eyebrow in the photograph, seem to look forward to something good.
The familiar background, near the bus station near my previous residence, seems to be the early spring of a warm and cold day, and I remember that day when I went to Song Jiapei.
I looked at that picture and I didn’t know how to react.
I was, like, so full of heart, and I didn’t see anyone taking this picture.
The bar background music was changed to a loud dance, and I reacted, laughing at the cross-country: “So it seems like we made the same mistake to like someone who likes someone. I’m sorry.
That’s a terrible thing to say.
As he reacted for a while, he understood what I meant when I reached out and tried to take the phone and delete the picture, he picked out the eyebrow, raised the phone, closed the album in front of me, in a rare and important place, and put it away.
Because of this episode, my feelings have become more heavy.
And the last memory of that night was that the more I was sent home, I lay on his back, and the bumps of my walking made me sleepy.
His back is wide and comfy, and he smells like a cedar, comforting, like a safe haven for sorrow, in which the weak-willed are unaware.
But the short amount of clarity in my head tells me that someone’s feelings cannot be used so selfishly.
“I’m sorry and thank you…” I whispered unconsciously.
The tweezers went down, and then took me to the top.
“It’s okay, I can wait. I’m sorry.
There is nothing but the night’s noise, and the night’s hear is softer than the night’s wind.
12
I thought it would be awkward to look at him when he was sober, but he behaved as usual, did things quietly, talked to me occasionally, like a normal friend, and made me wonder that there was no dialogue at the bar that night.
Maybe I’m drinking the illusions from the clips.
Until the new issue of the dress shoot, the model is on temporary leave.
There was also a need to reschedule the shooting, so that the site could be re-leased, the make-up and the cameraman could be contacted.
“If you don’t come. I’m sorry.
It is a matter of doubt that, by the way, the other partners in the studio turn to me.
I was just about to swing my hand, and I couldn’t help but say that I had to sit on the dresser.
He directs the make-up make-up of me, looks at me from time to time and gives me some advice.
“Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! What are you blushing? “I’ve never forgotten that.
The more he smiles.
“How come even the necks of the ears are red.” I’m sorry.
I’m:
“Don’t cover it, it’s cute.” I’m sorry.
As Luk’s hand is in the air, the more he looks at the camera, the more he adds: “It can also be sexy.” I’m sorry.
The look on his face became a little creepy, and she looked at the guillotine, as if she smelled something unusual and gave me another look.
I helped one hand, decided to ignore.
When I put on my own design, I realized that everything was so natural, my own design, and I knew how to show them better.
The more I look at the camera from time to time, the more I adjust my position, the more embarrassing the atmosphere becomes.
After pressing the last fast door, I went over and looked at the images on the camera.
“I still prefer you to be who you are. I’m sorry.
The sound of thumping, with a little bit of magnetism, is on top of my head.
The story of that night’s memory came out suddenly, and he said it in response to my saying, “I like the way the other person likes it.”
It’s a response. It’s a silent rebuttal.
And when he looks at man, he spreads out a fragrance of his eyes, and a thin layer, a silent ingratitude.
I moved my eyes and looked at the camera screen.
The more the cyborg explains the label “Cute, but also a little sexy” in every frame.
The people in the picture are tall and thin, and they have a sense of laxity in the face of the camera, with their eyes revealing a certain confidence, and a few light freckles on their cheeks, adding a little more inspiration.
Those features that made me look down on myself have changed into a unique personal style.
The heart gives rise to an unnamed feeling.
I don’t know whether this was what he thought of me, or whether it was the “me” that I was meant to express in a photo, and I looked at myself in the picture, the low-born girl who was groaning at the mirror, disappeared.
13
After that day, I began to avoid Qin Viet Nam.
There is an irresistible attraction on him, but I am not afraid to respond to the tenderness and deepness that he sometimes sees.
Eight precious years of life and a sense of failure, I did not have the courage to set in motion a new love.
As long as he says goodbye to me a month later, he has to travel to the field to film for an indefinite period of months and a year.
In the time after he left, I devoted my energy to my work.
It is as if when distance is drawn and more space is given to each other, that sense of anxiety will diminish much.
Sometimes I go to his social platform and see his recent work, mostly in buildings and landscapes, with a unique view, which can be seen by outsiders.
I can’t help but leave a compliment under every piece of his.
And I’ll keep an eye on his location and calculate the distance between us.
During that time, one of my designs was looked at by a brand, and they were willing to buy it at a very high price, which was very moving, but I had a little bit of a label on my own design.
I was asked at the end of the video whether I wanted to be a designer or to create my own brand.
The latter is my wish, but I feel too far away from thinking too much, and it seems less difficult to take the first step.
So I firmly retained my design.
In a moment, we’re like old friends who know each other, who inspire each other and who see each other become better people.
Occasionally, I hear from a friend of mine about Song Kai-gi.
It is reported that a new bar has been opened in the vicinity of Song Jia-gi’s bar, with a more advanced renovation style, with popular bands in place and in the middle of the day, requiring a queue.
Song Kagi’s bar was hit by a huge shock, and the previous time, when the client blew up the sale of fake wine, his reputation fell to the ground and the door was closed.
The new industry was quick to change, but it was unexpected that it would have been eliminated in two or three years, and when it had been formed, Song Jia-gi’s rhetoric was still in his ear, with regret.
Sometimes I see a familiar car parked downstairs in the studio, and I know that Song Gae-hee sits in it.
I didn’t take his contact with him, I left it to each other’s last respect, and Song Gae-hee didn’t contact me on his own initiative, and maybe he didn’t know what else to talk about.
Then I moved out of the studio and Song Gae-kyu will never be downstairs in my new apartment again.
14
I thought there would be no more interaction with Song Kagi, and he would gradually become my innermost soul, and then, three months after the break-up, he met Lin Yu at the hospital.
I went through the emergency hall every year for a routine medical check-up, and someone called me behind my back: “Are you Chen Shui?” I’m sorry.
I turned around, and I saw her in the belly, in the pale forest, sitting alone in the waiting area and in the noisy halls alone.
Maybe you just have to be alone when you’re helpless, and you don’t care who it is.
“Can you get Kayo? I was asked to do that.
“You must be weird, right? “If Lin had promised to see me, I wouldn’t have bothered you. I’m sorry.
I don’t know anything about the development between Song Kagi and Lin, and I heard the doctor say the word “premonition abortion” at my mouth.
I could have guessed something about the pain of the forest, and no longer hesitated to call Song Ka-gi.
By the time Song Jia-kyu arrived at the hospital, I had arranged for Lin to be admitted to the hospital with her in the ward.
The doctor explained that Lin had been pregnant for more than two months and that it was not stable at the present time, and that if the child was to be treated, it would have to be treated for the baby.
As one of his clients, Song Gae-kyu, whose eyes were totally unconvinced, turned to Lin Chiu and confirmed again: “You mean you’re pregnant and the child’s father is me? I’m sorry.
Lin smiled and his eyes were full of bitterness.
Soong Gae-kyu was confirmed and said, “How can it be?
He moved backwards step by step as if he could escape the reality that he could not afford.
The forest’s head was plunging and tears were pouring out.
And as I watched the whole thing, it was a feeling that was not about grief, it was about disappointment or anger, but it was before the brain, and I went up and slapped on Song Gae-gi’s face.
Song Jia-kyu turned his face over and returned to him for a while. I’m sorry.
I look at the man in front of me, who for years fell apart in his image.
The young man in the night, Song Gae-kyu, who was injured by the girl he liked, had a obnoxious or proud face that was difficult to combine with the person before him.
I don’t know if he’s changed, or if, as Song Gae-kyu said earlier, we’ve never really understood the person who’s been in love for a long time.
Although he liked it when he was young, it was not because of me that he fled the duty now, but I realized with the gesture of a bystander that my affection for him no longer existed.
Hayashi finally decided to do the surgery and give up the undesired life.
Song Ka Ki was sitting on the ground outside the operating room, unable to stand against the wall and burying his head in his knees, and I have never seen him with this sad gesture.
“That day you broke up with me, I was drunk, and it took me a long time to explain.
Perhaps he realized that the explanation was superfluous, and he did not continue.
15
Song Ka Ki never showed up again after that day, but the last thing I did for Song Ka Ki was to stay and look after Lin.
She became so quiet that she often looked out of the window, and that attitude was so great that pride had become remote.
She talks to me occasionally or unilaterally.
“I had a boyfriend at college, and I learned a lesson, and after I graduated, I thought I could continue running my father’s liquor store, and then we could get married to the same guy, and then he broke up. I’m sorry.
“I met Song Ka Ki, and he helped me. I thought he still had feelings for me, but I knew he didn’t have me. I’m sorry.
“I thought there was a child who could save him, but when a man’s heart was not with you, he wouldn’t give you any guilt or guilt. I’m sorry.
I couldn’t find the right words to comfort her.
Lin said to me, “I owe you an apology. If it wasn’t for me, you wouldn’t have broken up. I’m sorry.
“If it makes you feel any better, I can tell you that when I sleep next to Song Ka-gi, he says your name in his dream. I’m sorry.
Lin’s smile was bitter, but her words didn’t make me feel any better.
If there had been a little regret before, then Song Gae-kyu was in my past.
On the day of discharge, Lin stopped looking at the door of the ward, and I knew what she was expecting.
“You’re so pretty and smart that you can live well on your own. Why do you have to do this for one person? “I can’t help but talk to her.
The forest looked out of the window, looked empty, and whispered, “If beauty cannot be turned into a resource, what good is it to be in a race?” I’m sorry.
I’m not saying anything. Everyone has a choice.
16
During this period, he was not in contact with Zhuan, left unwittingly lighting his home page and discovered that he had updated a set of photographs.
The title is two words: goddess.
It was the only group of people on his home page, which was particularly prominent, and the one he took for me.
The following group of fans wrote the same message: is this a confession or a declaration?
He asked me earlier if I could pass on my picture, and I didn’t think I’d say yes, but I didn’t think it was for that purpose.
And from within my heart, I exited from his home page, and there was a feeling of being raised high, and I had to be careful to avoid falling.
And then I went to a lot of cities alone, looking at the local fashions, looking for design ideas, and those cities were all shown in the photos of Zhongchong.
The blue sky, the land, the crowds, the buildings, because of the smell of a person, a familiar kind of affection is revealed in strangers.
That’s what it’s like to walk the road one person has.
People who come up to the streets in such a hurry, they can’t see who’s ever loved and who’s living in their hearts.
I began to miss a man without a single heart, and I was even impatient to see him.
So I went to Rong City to visit a photo exhibition.
I was standing in front of a giant picture, a tall tower, and the sun was rising from the horizon.
Turn around, and I see the Zhutong coming to me.
He had a short beard, which was thinner and darker than before, and he dazzled and stretched out his arms, holding me in a tight arms.
In front of the old iron tower, in the first sun, he bowed and kissed me.
Pious and passionate.
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By Aloha.
Case number: YXX1 EmmaDKRRRJ1ZrTQR1B
The night will come.
Love rises with the wind: with your twilight and four seasons
Twilight Hill Creek. Wait.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
