What happened to all those failed feelings?
The day the Sleeping Lotus opened, it all ended up in retribution. Like my ex-boyfriend, he’s got a weird hobby, he always likes to say my famous words over and over and over on a date.
And then I found out that his name was–
I didn’t know that until I broke up with him. The story is too long and too bloody to know where to start. I’ll start with the day I found Slim.
01
The other day, my colleague called me out the window and said my boyfriend was picking me up from work.
I turned my head and I saw Qiu Jin cloud standing on the corner. He was wearing a long-winded coat, and the jade trees stood there in the wind, making the streets bright.
My colleague looked at me and said, “Go, go, go, go, go, go. I’m sorry.
So I filmed her with anger, but in my heart it was as sweet as honey, and turned around and walked away.
I have been with Qiu Jin cloud for almost three years. We met each other, and then we walked together.
It’s just that I still don’t know why a good man like him sees me in peace.
“Slow down. Qiu Jinyun saw me running all the way here, holding my shoulder, and he smiled on his face, “So anxious to see me, words.” I’m sorry.
“We haven’t seen each other in a week,” I got in the car and complained to him, “You’re done with your company? I’m sorry.
Qiu Jin Yun put on my seatbelt, and I’ll take you to eat good food to make up for it. I’m sorry.
Of course I did.
I’ll say yes to everything he says.
After all, I like him so much.
That restaurant again.
Since we’ve been with him, we’ve been here almost once a month.
I don’t know why he’s so fond of this restaurant.
When Qiu was sitting in his car and saw that the waiter was new, he smiled and told her, “Don’t put onions in the food.” My girlfriend doesn’t eat onions. I’m sorry.
I didn’t say anything.
In fact, I don’t eat onions, but every time I come to this restaurant, the waiter asks Qiu if Qiu Jinyun does not put onions according to the old rules, and I thought he didn’t like it.
He thought I didn’t eat it.
We started eating, and there’s a dish that I’d rather eat, so let Qiu go to the kitchen.
He just got up and left, and his cell phone, which was on the table, was ringing.
I wasn’t going to look at his cell phone, but the person who called kept calling and the phone kept ringing.
I was afraid my phone would fall on the ground, so I had to move it inside.
I just picked up my phone and I hung up, the screen was lit and two messages came out.
Wu Jing: Where are you? Why didn’t you answer the phone?
Wu City: Yan Ning Ning is back!
Yanning.
I know who she is.
She’s Qiu Jinyun’s ex-girlfriend.
After two years in college, the girl had to leave the country to study.
When Qiu Jinyun and Qiu Ning Ning were at school, my best friend was a friend of Qiu Jinyun, and she told me about this.
She told me that after Ying Ning left, Qiu had been in the dark for a long time and that he was very fond of being here.
So, when my best friend found out I was with Qiu Jin Yun, she was very shocked and she told me that she didn’t appreciate our relationship.
She didn’t think we could be together for so long.
The phone is shaking again. I put my phone back in a panic.
Just as Qiu had returned, he picked up his cell phone and pressed the listening button.
Qiu Jinyun went outside to pick up his phone, and I saw him standing under a street light.
I wanted to eat that dish, but I lost my appetite.
After more than 10 minutes, Qiu has returned.
I asked him who he was on the phone, and he told me in a quiet way that it was the company’s business, and asked me to eat quickly and to get ready to go home later.
He’s lying.
I know, but I’m not afraid to poke him through, and I’m not afraid to look into the reasons for his sudden indifference.
02
When he came home at night, Qiu close cloud shrunk into the library until almost 11:00.
I saw him cold and I didn’t dare ask. I just said I had to work tomorrow and let him sleep early.
Qiu responded and turned to the bathroom to wash.
He never looked at me.
I kept my eyes closed. At 2:00 in the morning, I sat up and watched carefully the sleeping clouds of Qiu.
Sleeping Qiu closes the clouds without the coldness of the day, with the eyebrows stretching and the horns up, and it looks like a dream of some joy.
I held my breath and looked at him quietly. He’s been asleep, and there’s no sign of waking up.
I took his phone peacefully from the bedside cabinet.
Three years together, I never checked his phone.
Today is the first time.
Sitting in the bathroom toilet, I’m going to lower my head and enter the code.
Wu Jing: Are you coming to the reunion? Early to next Saturday.
Qiu Jinyun: I’m busy next Saturday.
Wu Cheng made a smile: Are you sure? The party is on Saturday.
My heart just slipped and I held my breath and barely looked down.
I long to know the answer of Qiu close to cloud, but I fear it from him.
My best friend is on a business trip with us, and I’ve already made a deal with Qiu Jinyun.
I took a deep breath and went down to the screen.
Qiu’s response is reflected in my curtains. He responded to a list of ellipses.
Revert ellipses? That means no, right? I was so relieved that my eyes were almost wet.
Thank God Qiu Jinyun rejected Wu City. An ex-girlfriend is a past for him.
Wu Cheng responded to a smileful face bag, and I was about to lock the screen and suddenly saw news sent to Wu City more than two hours later.
He said: Send me the address of the party.
Tears pouring into my eyes fell all over the phone screen, and I wiped them off and laughed at myself.
Tell Wu Qing he’s going to the party for two hours and he must be upset. After two full hours, he chose to attend a reunion and meet his ex-girlfriend.
Put the phone back in the nightstand and I lay in bed, with my eyes open until dawn.
I’m scared. But I dare not say anything, I dare not ask. Fear that the soap bubble will be punctured.
I’m really sick.
And when my best friend came on Friday, and I was going out to pick up my best friend, and to change my shoes, I inadvertently reminded Qiu about him and asked him to book the next day’s restaurant.
Qiu’s cloud responded to me with salt, watching me go out.
I looked at his cold face and couldn’t tell what it was like.
I couldn’t help but tell my best friend everything. And my best friend was cooler than I was, and she comforted me by saying, “It’s just an old classmate, and don’t be too sensitive, but Ying Ning is just a former girlfriend, and you were with Qiu for three years.” Unless his conscience is eaten by a dog, he’ll get along with you. I’m sorry.
“That’s all I can think about. *I barely smiled at my girlfriend, but I couldn’t get the sour in my heart *
I still love Qiu Jin cloud. I don’t want to break up. So I can only endure.
My best friend has been comforting me all the way. She has asked me to follow Qiu so quietly tomorrow that we can figure it out first.
At her instigation, I sent a message to Qiu Jin Yun to tell him that I was staying with my best friend at the hotel tonight and I didn’t go home to sleep.
After the message, I held my handle and waited for more than half an hour before my phone vibrated.
Qiu closes the cloud with a “good” and nothing to ask.
I admit I’m disappointed.
I used to go to a party with a friend, and as long as it’s past 10:00 p.m., he’ll call and sometimes come and pick me up.
Now he won’t even hit a word.
Thinking about it, my girlfriend suddenly shot me on the shoulder, suggesting I called.
The heart that was lost started beating again.
I’m sweating a little, I don’t know what’s going on. I’m even a little nervous when I pick up his phone.
I found myself as a gambler.
My heart is all I have.
It was on the table naked, waiting for the clouds to take it away.
Qiu Jinyun’s voice was on the other side of the phone: “Sorry to say that the company is busy tomorrow and I can’t come to dinner with you.” But I’ve made a reservation for you at the restaurant, so you can go straight to the restaurant.”
My heart does not look at it much.
My chips became a joke.
03
The best friend turned several people to ask Qiu close cloud where they were having dinner and got a photograph.
and a picture of the clouds and the tanning.
The photo should have been taken in the autumn, with Qiu Yoon wearing a windshirt with two cups of milk tea in his hand and smiling at the girl who looked down and smiled.
It’s not because this raisin is still on, nor because he never drinks milk tea, but he has two cups of milk tea on his hands.
But because I saw for the first time the cold clouds of life, and they also had a plentiful face.
My best friend was staring at the picture with me, and suddenly she looked at me with surprise: “Well, from this perspective, you look familiar. I’m sorry.
I looked at the screen, but the two people in the picture laughed too loudly, and their happiness burned my eyes, and my eyes burst out of the picture, and I laughed, “Is that right? I don’t think so. I’m sorry.
“Maybe I’m wrong,” and my girlfriend looked at me again, and she pushed me to get out of the house. I’m sorry.
We took a cab to Qiu Jinyun’s place where they were having dinner, and there was a cafe across the street, and we found a place to sit by the window.
Just ten minutes after I sat down, I saw a familiar car coming.
I quickly covered my face for fear of being found by Qiu Jin.
But I obviously think too much.
After Qiu had come down from the car, he went around the other side and opened the door for the co-pilot.
The next moment, a beautiful and delicate face appeared in my eyes.
It’s Yanning.
I could see the smile on his face from the distance of a street, where Qiu had said a few words.
Very gentle, very spoiled. I don’t know what I’ve been doing before.
He took his arm with him.
Qiu Yung gave her the keys to the attendant next door and took her up the stairs.
I bowed my head.
My best friend put her hand on my back and comforted me silently.
That night I remembered a lot of details.
Remember that Qiu had dinner with friends, and I was worried that he was drunk and driving across half the city to pick him up. At that time, he sat upside down on the wine table and his eyes were red.
I also asked his friend what happened to him, how his eyes were so red, and his friend said he was drunk.
Then I knew that it was that day that Qiu had learned of the new love of Qianjin.
His eyes are red. He sheds tears for her, doesn’t he?
I remember a time when Qiu Jin Yun got the lottery, and he bought the lottery, and the last two were always 12.
And I asked him why he bought it like this, and he smiled softly and said, 12 is his lucky number.
Then I realized that December 12th was the day of Qiu Jinyun and Yaning Ning Ning.
He never said he forgot her. He never said he loved me.
Maybe I got excited and then I got home and started the low fever.
I’m burned and I feel like I’m making a phone call to Qiu Jinyun.
The phone rings a few times, and it just picks up.
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
We asked him, “When will you come back, I seem to have a fever. I’m sorry.
“I’m still working late, I’m going to the hospital with a fever, and your best friend, let her show you.” I’m sorry.
Qiu Jinyun was saying, “Where’s my clothes?” I’m sorry.
As soon as I got my head blown, my phone was hung up, and there was only a single chorus in my ear.
Qiu Jinyun, hang up on me.
I’m cold. I think I must’ve burned even harder.
My best friend took me to the hospital.
I was drowsy and leaning on the bed, and she sat in front of my bed and fell upon me.
When I woke up, the needle had been pulled out of my hand and my best friend handed her phone to me in silence.
It’s a friend-circle. It’s called “Yanning.”
She said, “Thank you for waiting for me. I’m sorry.
The graph is a man’s side face and looks like a peek at a certain angle.
I know that side too well.
Not to mention the tie on his neck that I gave him for his birthday.
And I put my shoes on the ground and said to my best friend, “Go back.” I’m sorry.
It’s been a night and it’s almost light at home.
And I saved that picture and wanted to hear from Qiu Jinyun.
I just waited until 9:00 a.m. and Qiu didn’t come back.
I called him. He fell asleep on the other side of the phone and asked me about something.
I tried to keep my tone calm: “Where were you last night? I’m sorry.
Overtime. I’m sorry.
All night long?
“Yes, tired and resting in the office. Qiu Jin cloud seems to be sobering and knows that the details lie to me.
“Why did you hang up on me?”
Qiu Jin cloud is a little impatient: “The phone was out of power. I’m sorry.
Okay. The phone’s dead. And I laughed, and I said, “When will you be back? I want to talk to you. I’m sorry.
“What’s up, you say it now. I’m sorry.
There’s a loud sound over there, and it’s like the voice of the clouds is boring, like it’s on the phone.
I didn’t say anything. Of course, it’s in person. What’s on the phone?
And when I did not speak, Qiu approached cloud said, “I will be working overtime these days, and I do not know when I will return.” I’m sorry.
“Okay, then watch your body. I laughed again and hung up the phone.
I don’t need his explanation. This timid man, he can’t even stand before me and admit that he never loved me.
I’m tired.
I don’t want to play with him anymore.
04
The company had planned to move me out of the country before, and the job offers were much better than they are now.
I hesitated before because of the cloud.
There’s no need to worry now.
I promised the company I’d pack my things and send them.
I did not want to speak to Qiu Jin cloud, but left him a note telling him to get together and then blacked out all his contacts and embarked on the alien road alone.
The plane took off, and the cities that had stayed for nearly seven years were shrunk in my eyes.
I have unprecedented peace in my heart. People always learn to look forward.
It’s just that it’s no big deal.
Q, I’ve been on a business trip before.
I called a car to report to the company and then I took something back to the rented house.
Because the trip was hurried down, only one rental house was found.
I went upstairs and prayed that my roommate was a good person.
But obviously I’ve been thinking too much. I just broke my doorknob, and I didn’t get ready for it, and I had a dark eye — a man standing behind the door silently!
I almost died of fear and took a big step back.
“Did I scare you so much?” The man touched his head. It’s very confusing.
I took a moment to say, “No…”
I see the man across the street.
He’s taller than my head, in a black coat, and looks like a college student who just graduated.
It’s nice to look at people, but it just looks a little cold, especially when they look at people like this.
I’m not sure I’m in the right place.
When I tried to turn my back, he took a step back from the door and said, “Come in.” I’m sorry.
“…all right. I’m sorry.
There seems to be no mistake.
I took my things and followed him into the house.
The man stood in the living room and showed me a room, “You live there.” I’m sorry.
I noded, looked at his face, hesitated, or said, “Hi, I’m Lorraine. I’m sorry.
The men looked at it, and they ordered it. I’m sorry.
It was a nice name, and I laughed, and I thought I’d be nice to him.
Socially phobia? I was standing in the living room and lamented, and I took my things back to my room.
I packed my stuff and delivered it before Q. I thought I’d go to the doorman and get the delivery, and I pushed it to the door and my package was in the room.
I stopped. I remember I didn’t ask for this service. Why did the package come back?
I was standing in the house, and I went to knock on the door of the season, “The season smell.” I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong?” I’m sorry.
“Did you bring my stuff from downstairs? I’m sorry.
I can’t think of another possibility.
The door was silent for a while, and he said, “Yes, is there something missing?” I’m sorry.
I’m happy. I can’t believe the season smell looks cold.
We said, ‘No less, all are here. Thank you.’
We’ve been talking through one door for half a day, and we don’t smell anything from the room.
I had to knock on the door and say, “Sniff, let’s add one.”
It took almost half a minute before the door was opened.
It still smells like a black hoodie, but it’s just this time.
He stood right in front of me and put his cell phone out in front of me.
I cleaned his two-dimensional code with my phone, and I asked him, “You look so young, just graduated from college? I’m sorry.
“I graduated early, as big as you. I’m sorry.
And I said, “No, how can you know how old I am? I’m sorry.
It was clear that the season had stunned, and he did not answer my question, but he gave an expulsion order: “Are you still in trouble, and I have a little unfinished work. I’m sorry.
It’s a bit hasty.
I think he’s a little weird, but I don’t think much. I’m gonna laugh at him, and he’s not gonna talk. I’m sorry.
Social phobia roommate. I labeled the season.
Good. It’s not easy for me to be socialized.
05
I thought it would be painful for some time, but I just settled down in Q City, and there was a series of things that the company did not give me any time to fall apart.
I’ve been working on it for over a week.
I’m not sure I have time for this.
The boss was too eager to introduce me when he knew I was single.
I didn’t know how to say no to him, either. I couldn’t say no to him.
The same day, I came out of the restaurant with a blind date and met with a seasonal smell.
It’s just that I want to get rid of my entanglement, and I’m really excited about the season.
I’m pulling in my arms and telling the blind man that this is my brother and I’m going back with him.
When I sent the date away, I noticed that the seasonal smell was in my eyes.
I was blinded by him and I let loose his arm.
“You’ve got a boyfriend so soon?” I’m sorry.
He’s been asking me this for some reason, and I stopped and began to explain it unconsciously.
“No, just a blind date. I’m sorry.
“Is it because I’m your brother that I don’t want to stay with him?” I’m sorry.
“Yeah, you’re smart. I laughed at him.
And he smiled, “I see. I’m sorry.
And I patted my chest: “You just scared me. You sound terrible, like a boyfriend. I’m sorry.
Quarterly news:
When I saw his ears turned red, I realized I was wrong.
“Hey, I’m lying. I can’t talk with my mouth shut! * I’m gonna swing at him and explain. *
I can’t believe you can’t look at me like this.
I laughed at him in my heart.
It was almost a wink, and it entered the cool month of October.
I’ve been working pretty well, not as busy as I was before, and I’ve been in Q for two months.
And I haven’t thought about Qiu in two months.
It’s been the last century.
Leave him, I’m better off.
I stretched out a laziness, and I hit my phone on the table.
It’s the seasonal smell that asks me out for dinner.
By the way, the relationship between me and the monsoons has evolved dramatically over the past two months.
Mostly I like to eat, and the season smells like a senior eater, and he eats almost all the restaurants in the city.
These days, he took me out on the Q town snack street.
I haven’t been so relaxed in a long time.
I looked at the time and let the smell wait for me downstairs.
When I packed my stuff, I was in the basement, and my colleagues were so anxious and laughing at me.
Through the elevator’s reflection door, I looked at myself, and I found that my eyebrows were full of tits.
I reached out and touched the horn of my mouth, and I flattened it.
But when I got out of the company’s door and saw the seasonal smell of standing under a tree waving at me, it got up again.
I found out I had some delicate feelings about the season.
For example, I will look down on him in the crowd, and I will care about his views, and I will even depend on him for some reason.
I know what that means.
But it’s not a good phenomenon. I do not want to enter a new relationship.
I began to avoid him, intentionally or otherwise.
I started looking for things for myself, always working overtime at the company and never promised to go out to dinner with him.
Once or twice is nothing, more times, and the smell is not right.
On this day, when I said I was going to work late, the narration locked the door and stood at the door and looked at me.
I was blinded by him, and I was afraid that he would discover my carelessness and speak less: “What are you doing in the season? I’m sorry.
“There’s something wrong with you these days. I’m sorry.
With the word of certainty, the boy feels a little sharp.
“What’s wrong?” I asked him.
“You didn’t find a boyfriend behind my back?” I’m sorry.
“What are you talking about?” I couldn’t bear to look him in the eye. “When did I get a blind date?” I’m sorry.
Listening to me, the seasons suddenly smiled, and they laughed.
The smile is contagious. I don’t know what he’s laughing at, but I’m laughing with him.
After the laugh, the seasonal smell was tight, like a determination. Then he came towards me.
And the smell looked me in the eye, and said, “Why can’t you see me when I’ve spoiled your mates?” I’m sorry.
“Aah?”
He was so direct, I was scared of him.
It’s going too fast. I can’t help it.
So I slipped away before he noticed.
It’s not a lie to say that he worked overtime. It’s a real day.
When I got to the company, I was too busy to remember that there was another problem at home.
I’m actually happy to know that the season is not just a roommate for me.
But after being happy, I was scared again.
I don’t understand whether my feelings for the season are based on love or just dependence.
I don’t know.
It’s probably the last time I lost my feelings, so I took care of them.
I thought maybe I should tell him the story of Qiu’s close cloud.
06
I’ll take it.
We went around the supermarket after work, and that’s when we went back with a big bag of food.
It’s a little early in the winter in the north. In mid-October there was a chill.
I got half my face in my collar and waited for the car to come over.
A smile came in my ear, and I turned my head and saw the seasons holding the wheel and smiling at me.
I said, “Why are you laughing?” I’m sorry.
“You’re cute.” I’m sorry.
After my last confession, the season smell seemed to have been released and became more and more fond of me.
I smelled a white eye.
“Drive carefully. I’m sorry.
“I’m open, I’m open, I’m in the middle of the season, I’m in the middle of the wheel, I’m in the middle of the season.” I’m sorry.
I warned him, “No talking, no talking.” I’m sorry.
The supermarket was never that far from home.
We fought all the way to the gate.
I’ve been thinking about the new milk and tea shop at the door, and let the Qin put me down.
This new milk and tea shop looks good.
I ordered two glasses and stood at the door.
Suddenly, I heard someone calling me by my name.
I thought it was a Quarterly smell, who knew to look back and see someone who shouldn’t be here.
Qiu closes the clouds.
I was scared, “Chou Jin-yun! What are you doing here? I’m sorry.
Qiu has lost a lot of clouds, and it doesn’t look like it’s good.
I looked at his face, and there was a strange feeling.
Is this man really the same person I liked?
Qiu Jin Yun walked towards me.
I suddenly remembered a few months ago. I feel sick, I step back, and he grabbed me right in the wrist.
It’s like he’s been through some kind of torture, with red blood all over his eyes.
He stood in front of me, looking down at me, and he was still quiet: “You’ve had enough of this. Come with me. I’m sorry.
I said, “What? I’m sorry.
He still thinks I’m the one who said he won’t go west.
He’s still treating me like a fool.
“Did you not see the note I left you?” I’m sorry.
“I disagree. I’m sorry.
“It’s been three months, Qiu Jinyun,” I laughed, “You come and tell me you won’t?” Don’t you know why I broke up with you? I’m sorry.
“I’m stuck in something, how did you…”
He reached out again to get me.
I’m lucky I got rid of him once. I can’t resist if he has to drag me away.
I looked at the pedestrians on the street, and I had a bad secret. It’s embarrassing to pull shit on the street.
Pop! I’m sorry.
Qiu Jinyun’s hand was opened.
I turned my head and I don’t know when to stand behind me.
His face was green, and his eyes were not right, staring at the clouds: “What are you doing? I’m sorry.
“This is why you’re not coming with me.” I’m sorry.
I think the ecstasy soup that Yanning gave him might have been a little heavy.
Queue is proud of the clouds.
He never thought I’d break up with him.
After all, I was a good boy and I loved him so much.
Someone’s been looking around us. I feel ashamed, and I don’t care to talk to Qiu Jin-tao, and I’m going back and forth.
And Qiu Jinyun didn’t know what was wrong with him. He followed me.
The season smells like it’s gonna blow.
He took me a long way on purpose and then blocked the clouds in an alley.
The season smelled like an angry lion, and he was pressed against a wall with a neck full of clouds.
He said, “What are you doing to her? She likes you so much, and you’re going to have to hang out with another woman, and what else can you do to hurt her? I’m sorry.
I’m actually going to talk to you today.
Who knows how close it is to meet Qiu?
The season smell almost hit him.
It’s strange to hear what he hears about me and Qiu.
I never told him that.
When Qiu was taken away from the cloud, I looked at the season and heard: “Do you have anything to say to me? I’m sorry.
And the smell of the season was afraid to look at me, and he turned his head around, and he said, “Well, the milk tea seems to have forgotten. I’m sorry.
“I don’t want to drink. I was staring at him.
The smell of the season is finally beyond my control, and his voice is small: “You used to love the scum.” I’m sorry.
He’s still down.
I said, “What? I’m sorry.
“He’s not as good-looking as I am, he’s not very good, and he’s involved with other girls.
I looked at him with my arm, “Oh, my God. How do you know he’s hooking up with other girls? I didn’t tell you, did I? I’m sorry.
♪ The smell of the season ♪
“Well, you’re a good guess,” and I picked the bulge, and I was like, “Why did we say two words the first time we met?” And you knew we were the same age? I’m sorry.
“Ah, this…”
“And because you don’t like trouble, why would you help a stranger move a delivery home from the front door? I’m sorry.
“I am a good heart.”
Che, I believe in him!
Come home, I’ll text my best friend, ask her what’s going on. Why does he know so well about me and Qiu Jinyun?
My best friend gave me a video call, and the first thing she said was, “Chou is here for you.” I’m sorry.
I was afraid to hear it in the season, and I went back to my room and closed the door: “Yes, what’s wrong with him?” I’m sorry.
“You know,” the girl’s secret says, “Didn’t Qiu Jinyun go out with Ying Ning? You told me Qi Jinyun was an excuse for a week’s business trip. Who knew they were going for more than a month. I’m sorry.
“Huh? I scratched my head, “Where did he get all the fakes?” I’m sorry.
“I hear he’s got a problem with his girlfriend’s house. “Well, my girlfriend was happy, and she said, “Well, you know, he ran into his leader outside! Ha-ha-ha-ha.”
I can’t even listen to this, “What happened? I’m sorry.
“They’re not very good at leading, and then they go back and transfer Qiu to the division, saying they don’t see it, they don’t mind…”
I can listen for a while.
Qiu Jinyun also said that his leadership would be withdrawn for two years and that he should have a chance to advance.
So, his promotions are about to go away.
“What did he come for me for? It wasn’t my bad idea. I asked.
Don’t worry, you’ll see. My girlfriend smiled and said, “Yan Ning Ning has been used to being sexual since he was a child, and Qiu has been proud, and no one wants to bow down together and can’t go on.” Isn’t Qiu Jin Yun’s job a problem?
Oh, I get it. The two of you are crashing and Qiu Jinyun is thinking about me.
He didn’t know where to hear from me and ran to Q to try to let me go with him.
Three months without thinking of me, and once I’ve had a hard time, I’ve been thinking of me.
I didn’t know what to say.
And her best friend said at the end of the phone, but only with his heart did he cease.
“Ah, you’ve seen Qiu Jin Yun this season, haven’t you? I’m sorry.
“Wait a minute,” I said, “How do you know my roommate’s name is Qin? I’m sorry.
07
I sat on the couch, I looked at my best friend on the phone screen, and I looked at the smell of the season standing next to the couch, and I said, “So you two came together and lied to me.” I’m sorry.
I told you how many coincidences, they had already made me clear.
Quarterly smell, he was in my old high school class.
I saw him being bullied at school and spoke to him once.
I’ve forgotten this long ago, he remembers.
No wonder he’s so nice to me because he’s supposed to be a stranger.
My best friend argued, “I thought you were coming to Q, and he was willing to lend it to you, so I did.”
I’ll take my head off, “Why don’t you tell me? I’m sorry.
“What’s the point of saying that you forgot about me?” What if you don’t share my rent if you think I have something else? I’m sorry.
The season smells of a big man with a pink apron on his waist, crouching on the ground like a dog who was abandoned.
“So did you deliberately approach me?” I’m sorry.
“Hmm. @Baba: #Jan25 #Yemen
“For a long time? I’m sorry.
“Hmm. The news of the season is nodding.
“Why?”
“Because you’re worth it!” The sound of the season is so sweet that it makes me blush.
“Hey, are you guys sick? There’s people next to you! @Ambassah: #Jan25 pic.twitter.com/JAXA — #Jan25
“You’re so good, you don’t value yourself, you’re with you, you’re not responsible, you’re out of line, I…”
Quarterly smell says the eyes are red.
We said, “Now that you know about me and Qiu, you know that I hate being deceived. I’m sorry.
“I won’t lie to you again!” I’m sorry.
I was just about to say something, and my cell phone shook, and I picked it up and I was a friend of mine.
I’m weird. What are you doing here?
I hesitated for a while and finally passed her application.
As I was thinking about pretending I didn’t know her, Yanning sent a message.
YANG Ning: Can you visit him when the clouds are sick?
It’s none of my business that Qiu’s sick.
I returned her a question mark.
YAONING: The cloud came back from Q City and got sick and stayed in hospital for days. He’s been calling your name, and I think you should see him.
I’m speechless.
Ying Ning, who’s looking for Qiu Jin Yun?
What is this?
“What’s wrong, the frowning is not good.” I’m sorry.
I gave him my phone: “Are they sick?” I’m sorry.
I thought the Quarterly smell was going with me, and who knew he put his hand on my phone screen and looked at me.
I looked over my head and found out that he had lit up the head of Yanning.
Yanning’s head looks like a selfie on the beach. Nice shot. That’s the way guys like it when they look.
I suddenly got a little angry and got my phone back and looked at him.
Who knows if they’ve robbed my cell phone in the season, and yet another detail of that picture.
“What are you doing?” I’m sorry.
Is it true that no man can resist the glamorous charm?
“Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. I’m sorry.
“Hmm? *I’m stunned, “Did I?”
“Yes, the nose and the mouth are a little alike. “But she’s not as cute and cute as you.” I’m sorry.
I was dumb and laughing.
Yooning is a school flower, I’m just a man.
However, after turning into her nine-mong self-censorship, I finally understood why the last time my best friend said that she looked a little familiar.
From some point of view, she and I do.
The news of the season is still narrating: “The name is Yanning. You don’t even know your name. I don’t know what you’re looking at.”
Name…
I think I got it all figured out.
Qiu Jinyun likes to call me words.
Ever since we first met, I’ve been very close.
Sometimes every word you say likes to take my name.
I always thought it was what he liked me to do.
After all, it’s only close people who keep their intimate nicknames on their lips.
Now it is only now that I know that what Qiu closes to the clouds is not speech, but shame.
It turns out that it was not me who cried out out of his heart every time he was blind.
He called out to his beloved, not to me.
I guess I’ve guessed something.
He looked at me with care: “Are you okay? I’m sorry.
I was laughing and shaking my head, and I didn’t feel anything, but I felt a little twirl.
We thought that the end of the clouds was not pleasant for Me and for Qiu.
Who would have thought that our encounter was a mistake.
I filmed the head of the season, “I’m fine, I just feel a little sad about Qiu’s cloud.” I’m sorry.
“Why do you say that?”
“He has no love for those whom he has loved, but he has no affection for me, but he is deeply in my heart.” I’m sorry.
I’m a little booing, “He’s pathetic and pathetic. I’m sorry.
“Whatever it is, it’s a little impatient to hear me say all the time. He opened my phone to the table, “Now that everything’s clear, when will you give me a definitive answer? I’m sorry.
“Ah! What?” I pretended to be stupid.
“When will you give me my name?” Admit I’m your boyfriend. * The words of the season are so fierce that I am sweet *
I hesitated and touched my chin: “I will look at you again.” I’m sorry.
“What are we going to do? I’m sorry.
“It doesn’t suit my appetite to visit your food later. I’m sorry.
It’s a good season, and I’ve almost never done anything that doesn’t suit me.
So the answer is yes.
The other promise is positive.
On the day of the wedding, Qiu Jinyun gave me a gift, saying he regretted not loving me. Then he realized that the time with me was the easiest and the happiest time of his life.
I didn’t take his gift, I didn’t believe him. It’s been a long life, and now it’s “the easiest, the happiest” and it’s a little fake.
It’s okay to be disappointed. There must be someone who won’t fail you on the road ahead.
This is the end of the story. May everyone live up to it, with love in their hearts and light in their eyes.
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If you like it, can you give me a hit? Thank you.
By the way, I’d like to give you another one of the girls, the guy’s cold, the girl’s after him, and the last two are together.
Brief description: Only dog plasters can work if the hot girl is afraid of twigs, a flower like twilight. That’s what happens to me.
How did you all catch up with men, girlfriends? – What?
Case number YX115oy1Y81
When I was 25 years old, my friend introduced a boyfriend, who was not very handsome, except that he would send me home every time he saw me; bought a little present at 8-9 p.m. to come downstairs and shout my name; brought chocolate to me when I waited for an hour to pay for overtime; told my girlfriend when I was drunk to buy something with him, and I felt that I was important.
I’d catch a cold for years, suddenly when I met him, for a month, and I said, “Did all my luck go to meet you, so I never got a cold?” He smiled at me. At that time, he talked about his plans for the future, and he said that you’ll pay your mortgage later. I said, what about yours? Give it all to me? He said, “How can you give it all to me? How can a man have no money?” When I was in love, I didn’t think so much, and I didn’t think he meant anything.
Then one day he said to me, “Where to shoot when I can be fine, the ring can be fine,” and I thought I’d found my future, and then a real family, just as I had just chosen a family to talk to others, because some of the things I married, I didn’t talk to him, and suddenly he was like a person, he became indifferent, and I thought I had a dream of all the good things I used to do to me. And when he moved, I fell, and when I moved, he turned back. I put that relationship down in pain.
Then I was introduced to my husband, who didn’t talk to me in high school. I love it. He ate half the city with me. He’s not very good at buying any small gifts, and he takes me out for dinner every holiday or birthday anniversary, and he says, “What kind of store does he own?” I sometimes complain that he’s not romantic, that he sneaks in and delivers flowers to me, but still goes out for dinner and celebrates more times.
Now we’ve been married for four and a half years, and the baby’s three and a half. I love to cook and not to wash dishes, and as long as he’s here, he always does. Even when I was together, I forgot how my crotch was washed. He washed it for me. On the way out, you have to hold hands with me, and I say we’re over 30 years old. He said he had to hold hands when he went out.
My husband doesn’t smoke, he doesn’t drink, he pays me monthly. My baby’s out there and people often say this baby is beautiful. I’m feeling good because the baby’s father is handsome, and the baby’s eyes are as big as Dad’s, not my inner pair.
We’re happy.
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Five days after writing this answer, I told my husband I was here.
Actually, we’re separated now.
He left for work, and I resigned last year and got a job there for a year. This year I came back because the baby was going to kindergarten.
And every night we film it, and the baby sleeps and doesn’t chat.
Although they were thousands of kilometres apart, they were getting better. Although it is not possible to separate temporarily, our days are bound to pass because both are working.
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Today is January 24, 22, 22, 22, 22, 24, 24, 22, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 25, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 28, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 25, 28, 24, 28, 24, 24, 24, 28, 28, 28, 28, 28, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24 I bought my husband’s ticket home last night. I haven’t seen her since the Fourth of July.
My Jade, I took care of him with lame legs for two years, wounded and returned with his white moonlight.
Between me and her, he chose her.
I saw him leave my yard and never return his head.
That moment, my heart died.
It’s just that when I finally decided to start a new life, he stuck me in the alley, with a red eye.
“Who is that boy around you, you’re together?”
When Wen Jiaxuan left Chen’s little yard, she was still making ice cream, and the sugar from the pot was a little thicker, and the sweet fragrance, just like the smell that Wen Jiaxuan could smell every day for the past two years.
Suddenly, his hand was tied to his luggage, with his back tied to Chen’s grave, and his throat was slightly choked.
“I’m leaving at the end of the night sorry.”
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“I left the envelope on your bedside. There’s a bank card in it. If you don’t want to do business, you can just go to some investment agency and save the money, and you’ll eat a bonus later.
He made plans for her, but there was nothing to hear and nothing to say, but he began to roll up the well-strung mountains with sugar, round and round, calm and quiet, and play dumb.
Wen Jiaxuan finally stepped out of the yard door and pushed the last bit of heat back into his eyes.
“I am a selfish man, you forget me and thank you for taking care of me for over two years.
The cold wind, the courtyards were silent, and it was not for how long the thin back had been sitting, that a drop of transparent things had fallen down, slid through the red glucose in their hands, and a piece of crystal.
When the Lord brought Wengayan to her, she not only had nothing but a crippled leg, she had never seen him like that.
She took care of him for two years, two years later his legs were ready and his fiancée who had abandoned him returned.
He himself, with his hard work and opportunity, took back his shares, revived his company and became the proud son of the former day.
His radiant life is finally back on track, and the only thing that’s redundant is that he can’t be matched anymore… by Chen Xiaowo.
So he left, she didn’t stay, she didn’t say a word, because she knew something could not be kept.
Like the snow particles of the first winter, they will still fly from their fingers, and at the end there will be only wind pouring into their sleeves to awaken her from her dreams.
When Chen Xiaowo first met Wen Jia Wing, she was in a high-class tea building in Yun City, where she went up in a desperate mood, holding a stick of glucose.
The teahouse was rich, she couldn’t care less about shame, and she almost went up and said, “Hello, do you need to make a recipe for ice cream?” My father’s old name, Chen, was never a lie. My grandfather used to open it at the foot of the capital. He knew that quality slogans were famous. My family is in hospital, and I need money to save my life.
At the time, the teahouse looked like a madman, and had never seen anyone use such a strange reason to “raise for money,” and in a laugh, someone laughed, and said, “What’s the secret to making a glucose?
The people were laughing again, and Chen’s face was red as it was winter, and she was wearing a thin dress, with a small acne on her ears, blown by the heat of the teahouse, itching and aching.
“I’m not a liar, my mother is sick, I’m in a hospital, I don’t have money to pay for my medicine, I don’t have a way to sell the recipe, I’m not a liar, really not…”
While she was in a hurry to shed tears in her eyes, no one believed her, and the director of the teahouse came in and yelled at her to throw her out of the building, as a faint sound came from the corner.
“What recipe, show me?”
It was the first time that Chen Tsingwa saw Wen Garang, wearing a gold-side pair of glasses, a fine suit, lazy, sitting by a sculpted window, with a warm yellow chandelier on his head, with a water mist in his teapot, softening the eyes of those handsome eyes.
Chen was hit in one shot, the sound of the surroundings was lost, and only the person was seen in his eyes.
The hands of the two long-wielding hands took a stack of money out of the wallet and, in front of all the people of the teahouse, they were pushed directly to the table to the strangulation of Chen.
“Take it, it’s not long before you get home, it’s all in dollars. You go to the bank, you should be able to untangle.”
It was hard to get back to Chen’s house with his eyes closed and thanks to his family’s secret, and the Jun-soo’s face had been ablaze and a cup of tea.
“I don’t want the recipe for your tummy. I don’t think I’ll ever have a chance to use it.”
His eyes glided at Chen’s grave, and he took a glimpse of the glucose, and reached out, “I just need a string of these.”
Saying, and despite the arguments of the surroundings, he bit himself in the face, and he swung his lips: “It’s good, it’s a little sour, but I like it.”
The tears fell out of Chen’s eyes, one after the other: “Thank you, thank you for believing me…”
In her tears, she only saw him handing over paper towels to her, without anyone saying anything to her:
“What are you crying for, everything’s going to be fine, like you’re selling ice cream, sour, so sweet, so is life. There’s no way out.
The sound of his voice was so sweet, so sweet, so plumey, that she passed through her heart.
It was as if from that day on, he had come in softly and lived long hours.
Chen took the business card of Wen Jiaxuan, saying that he would be reimbursed for his medical expenses in the future. Wen Jiaxuan, for his part, did not care.
By winter, when the spring blooms, Chen’s mother leaves in peace, without much pain, and is a relief.
After Chen’s mother’s napping, her tears were drained and her life was long, and she had many things to do, and she would remember the man’s words and not give up the sweetness of the bitterness.
With this conviction, she went to the streets, worked hard, saved some money, and rented a small shop in Yun City, in the alley known as Whitewater Bay, where she sold glucose and all kinds of snacks.
The name of the store is called “The Night’s Honey Shop” and standing at the door of the store can see the high-rise building in the distance, and the company in Wen Jiaxuan is in it, yes. He’s still so young that his business card shows that he owns a company, and Chen thinks he’s so different from him that he can’t look at it.
It doesn’t matter. She can’t catch the clouds, but she can see them over her head, and it’s nice to be present sometimes.
That’s why she chose the shop address here.
A year later, Chen Zhengwo certainly captured the footsteps of Wen Jiaxuan, and she recognized his car, his suit and his back, each time she wrote it in silence, as a treasure, but not many of it happened 12 times.
As if she were watching a black and white film, she was the only audience and the only hostess, and she stayed in a small shop, waiting for the wind to move, waiting for the clouds to gather and wait for him to pass.
She thought, next time, she had to have the courage to stop him and return him the money he had saved, and asked him to taste every kind of ice cream in the shop and ask which one he preferred.
She looked forward to it, but didn’t think that the fall of the autumn wind had come too quickly.
In the fall of November, Cloud City was plunged into an unprecedented economic crisis, with the real estate and financial sectors bearing the brunt, with television being turned on by a variety of experts, and the local newspaper and media being the front page of every day, with many businesses falling apart and the city in a state of panic.
Chen Xiaoshu, who is so unsure about the name on that card at night, has been so worried about his company that he’s in the financial business that he’s been hurt?
She was afraid to think about it or to look for it, but looked at the high building far away every day, but did not realize that the answer came to her on her own initiative on the day after a short time.
It was the usual evening, with few people walking on the street, walking in the face of light, limping to the door of her shop, staring at the red glucose in the window and looking at it for a long time.
“Can I have a string?”
The voice was a little squeaky, and in the moment she looked up, she jumped so hard that she hardly recognized him.
How can a man fall to such a point when his gentle gold-skinned glasses are gone and his fine suit is gone and replaced by his face and his body? She squeezes her hands and her nose is sour.
Apparently, he didn’t recognize her, but asked, “How much?”
And he looked at the red in front of her and made her wonder about what he said about the sour and sweet words, and she guessed that he didn’t have to eat, that he just wanted to feel a little bit of sweetness after all that sour, that the heat in her eyes was deeper, and that she couldn’t answer, that he had pulled out his wallet, but his hands were shuddering, and a few of the steel plums in it jumped out, making an awkward sound.
She clearly saw him on the red face, crouched down hard, so she tried to pick up the coin on the ground, “No, I’m sorry…”
The mute voice was still holding up a little bit of self-esteem, and she had finally come out of the counter and crouched down on his hand.
“No money.”
Her shoulder’s hair is shaking, and she’s stunned by his eyes, “The glucose is for you, as much as you want.”
In the store, he was whispering, he was wrinkled, he moved, he seemed to say she was not a beggar, but she had already cried out, “Mr. Wen”.
She called him that way, and he stopped, and she held his hand tight, and her eyes flashed, and something finally fell down, like when she met at the beginning of the year.
“What’s wrong with you? Don’t you remember me?”
The path to the rehabilitation of Wengayan is such a long one, not only for the body, but also for a heart that is sore.
So overnight, from heaven to hell, though.
Not only did he fail in the economic crisis, but he also had an unexpected car crash, with his car scraping his leg, and his girlfriend was sent out of the country by his family, forcing him to cut off his relationship, and he was so cold and cold that he couldn’t see any hope in the future.
It’s been a long time since Wen Jia-chul’s past euphemism shrunk in the old yard.
His leg had been diagnosed by a major hospital as muscular neurosis that made it difficult to recover, and he had no idea he would run around and take him to rehabilitation.
Chen Xiaowo also went to an old Chinese doctor to learn how to massage himself, so that he could do his foot massages for Wenga every day, and never cry for pain.
It was a long recovery journey, because the weather was getting colder and the snow was gradually covering the small yard, and Chen must rise early before each trip, burying his head in the yard and cleaning the snow, and clearing a path for Wengar.
She has also knitted a number of scarfs and gloves for Wengarzun, which, although simple, is warm, and has been wrapped so tightly that she can see the snow in the courtyard and damp with her eyes again and again.
Chen’s hands bear a cold acne, itchy and painful, and he insists on using these “obscurous” hands for his rehabilitation massage, and on daily snow cleaning and cooking, taking care of him.
At last, one day, Wen Jiaxuan looked at Chen’s hands and couldn’t help but pull her in the arms.
The house was quiet.
He whispered her name, and she responded to him lightly, but he did not speak, except that warm liquid dipped in her neck, and she was in a state of panic and worried about his suffering.
“Mr. Wen?”
“Don’t call me Mr. Wen.”
The voice came into her ear in a ludicrous state, and it was so heavy in the house where the light was dark.
“I’m not going to be depressed anymore, and if I can, one day I’m going to give you a good life.”
Wengayan was dreaming again, and still went back to the familiar yard, where the night was light-eyed and he was in her arms.
Under a warm yellow light, she held a hot towel, held his acupuncture leg, gave him a live blood massage, he took a book, looked at her and looked at her sometimes.
“What if my legs don’t work out and I’m a cripple?”
There was no emotion in the low-mute voice, but the inner truth was wrapped in a hidden twilight, with her hand in her hand, her head under the light, and her hair fell down, and every twilight in her face was visible.
“No, you’re gonna be okay, if it’s true I’ll hold you like this for the rest of my life, will you?”
One word, soft as a feather, must have been the most moving word Wencarthian has ever heard. He reached out his hand with a slight tremor and touched her cheek.
“Standwater.”
The snow flew out of the window, but the house was warm as Wing Chun. The moment when he was going to kiss him, he was emptied, his eyes opened and his dreams awakened.
In the luxurious villas, dead silence, no light, no home, no glucose.
Without her.
The phone on the pillow was suddenly ringing, and he had a vibrating, busy hand-to-hand, waiting for something, but there was another sweet sound.
“And what do you think I should wear when I’m engaged?”
“…” Reach out and press his eyebrow, and he breathes, “If you like, why don’t you order both?”
When he heard the sound of a jump over there, he tried to pick up his mouth, but he didn’t laugh, hung up his phone, looked at the moonlight outside the window, for a long time, covered his eyes, and reached out to a moist spot.
Seven months after leaving the yard and returning to normal life, Wengarzun finally had the courage to drive through Whitewater Bay Street and park in the shade, looking far away at that late-night honey shop like a poacher.
She was more silent and calmer than he thought, and for the rest of the year, there was no phone call, no text, no even a little bit of a beating, and he was lucky, but his chest was always bored, especially this time, when I saw someone else in the store —
In the evening, a handsome young man stood by the counter with a smile on his face, without knowing what to say, and sometimes looked up and smiled at him in the face of a small boss who was making a note.
The heart of Wengayan is so tight, the hand holding the wheel is so white.
When he got back to the company, he got a piece of information, a little cloud market, a lot of things that he wanted to find out, he couldn’t dig it out.
Young people are university students in nearby higher education, working part-time in a honey shop for two hours a day, with a nice face and a nice mouth, and they hire a lot of business in the store.
Wing Jia-chul, who thought of the terrible love, felt uncomfortable, and after so many days of depression, finally managed to catch the wind and walk to the honey shop.
Chen Yingwo smelled a drink before she saw Wen Jiaxuan’s suit, and she looked up and looked at a slightly red face under his golden glasses.
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“I’d like those ice-creams. How much?
“The price is indicated on the wall.”
Chen’s face opened her mouth without a look, and the suit stunned, but the wallet was pulled out with a smile, but the goods were taken and not gone, and she stood in the shop and watched her mouth shut.
“How have you been lately?”
It’s a bit dumb, and Chen’s head is down, and his head is not up, “Is it your business?”
“I just… miss you.”
“No need.”
“Sunwow, I, I miss you…”
“Let’s get drunk and go to another place. I’m open for business.” Chen’s face is frozen, “Do you want some ice cream?”
“Yes, I will. Give me that string.”
Money, delivery, no emotion, even when the iced sugar cane was handed to Wengar, for a moment the two of them touched each other’s fingertips, and Chen twigs their hands back, and the eyebrows became disgusting, as if they had touched something dirty.
The micro-expression could not escape the eyes of Winga, where he breathed and a heart stinged.
“Slowwater, I, I…”
The words of tremors are not finished, and Chen Tsingwo has ordered a banishment under cold ice: “If you have finished buying, please leave and stay out of the store and obstruct my business.”
In the midst of a stalemate, a flying figure suddenly broke into the shop with the unique youth of the young: “I’m here to take you home again, how is business today…”
The young man’s tone stopped, and he looked strangely at the man in the suit by the counter and seemed to have had customers at the shop so late by accident.
What is even more strange, however, is that the next road ahead, under an empty street light, young people turn back and bite their ears in the face.
“What’s the matter with that guy, he’s been following us. Do you know him?”
“No, leave him alone, drunk maniac.” She didn’t blink.
The whispering conversation between the two reached the back in the middle of the night, with Winga in one hand holding the coat of a suit that had been taken off, one in one hand holding the glucose, a thin body under a street light silently restrained, biting a red-haired glucose, and watering down the acid with sweetness in the mouth.
It’s sour or sour that it can’t get down, especially when it comes to the familiar yard.
It is not clear what Chen and the young have said, and the young have returned to look under the streetlight and have become confused and have finally left.
In the night wind, Chen Xiaowo came and whispered to the light, “Mr. Wen, what do you want to do?”
The glucose in the hands of Wengar has already been eaten, and he has lashes and shivers, with some red sugar on his mouth, looks like a harmless child.
“Can I sleep in your room for one night? I haven’t slept for days. I don’t do anything. I just sleep.
If it had not been for his own hearing, it would have been unexpected that someone would have said such a thing and that he had recovered his status.
She took a few deep breaths and turned everything into three words.
“For what?”
Wen Jia-chul seems to be really drunk, and the scoundrel is coming up, reaching out and pulling her, “Just for one night.”
Chen Xiaowo took a step back and strongly advised herself not to play with the drunk, and she said, “No good.”
“Why?”
“For what? If you have broken your leg, you’re drunk, you can’t sleep, you can’t sleep.
In the end, she couldn’t bear to throw that word, and Chen’s head was not in the night, and the wine was like a shadow, and the dog’s ointment followed her into the hospital, even when she was closing, pushed so hard that she stood up against the door.
She heard him crying, as though day and night pain could no longer be suppressed, as if the tide was blowing out:
“I miss you, I miss you…”
And when she had not responded, she was dragged and turned, and her body reached the door, and she fell down with a kiss of wine.
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
