When did you decide to give up someone you like? – What?

“I didn’t take my medication that night.” I’m sorry.

Just a few short words, but I’m getting cold as a whole.

The night before yesterday, I had an acute gastrointestinal inflammation. He worked overtime at the office. I called him over a dozen times.

At 3:00 a.m., I took a cab to the hospital.

Turns out he turned off and didn’t come back all night.

One.

Today, the night before my marriage to Song Hui.

His predecessor Chen Jia insisted on following a group of old classmates to congratulate us.

The moment I pushed the door open, I saw Chen Jia up his toes and kissed Song Yi’s lips.

Song Yee didn’t push her away.

Even when she almost stood up, she reached for her waist.

It’s a very gentle move. It’s quite different from these days.

The old classmates around him are wooing, as if they were familiar with the scene, skilled and natural.

It’s so loud, it’s like a hand strangling my throat, it almost suffocates me and breathes.

“Chou Poetry”? * Look at me come in, someone shouted *

It’s a quick word.

Not only did it succeed in separating the two, but it also allowed a group of people in the house to brush it at me.

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She came all the way to me and she even had a red faint on her face.

“We were on a big adventure. Song and I lost. Don’t get me wrong. I’m sorry.

I couldn’t believe I looked at her.

I had to leave. I got one on my way back.

After that, she sent a close picture of her and Song Yee.

“Guess what I’m doing with him now? I’m sorry.

“Happy wedding.” I’m sorry.

Now, she’s explaining it like she wasn’t the one who sent me the provocative message.

I’m the one who made a fuss and made a scene.

Two.

As if I didn’t believe it, Chen Jia suddenly grabbed my wrist and wanted to say something and I threw it away.

She took a few steps back, and by chance fell in Song Xiaoyee’s hand.

It rained outside, and I slipped on the bottom of my feet and hit it on the table next to it.

The phone fell on the ground and slipped a few metres away.

Instead of making a sound, the room was quiet.

Someone picked up my phone and put it on the table.

It’s like Song Yee’s finally responding. He’s rushing to help me.

I think it’s funny to stand up and avoid his touch.

And he took a deep breath and looked at him and said, “Som Yee, if I say she just texted me and said,

“Chou Poetry, just playing games. I’m sorry.

The tone is as calm as ever, and the impatience revealed in the expression is undisguised.

I stopped.

The burning of the ankles reaches the brain, gradually spreading to every nerve.

Until then, I felt the pain and embarrassment of being late.

I couldn’t stay any longer. I picked up my phone and I ran to the bathroom.

Open the faucet, wash your face in a mess, and feel cold all over you.

Suddenly, the phone shook, indicating that Chen Jia had sent messages, but I had not provided her with a note.

I waited a few seconds before I realized I was in a hurry and took the wrong phone.

And when it comes to that, it’s already unwittingly opening the dialogue between Song and Chen Jia.

And Chen Jia sent a message: “I forgot to take my medicine after that night. I’m sorry.

Just a few short words, but I’m getting cold as a whole.

So they slept while I was busy preparing for the wedding?

The light on the top of my head was on the phone screen, and it was kind of hard to see, and it kind of reminded me of something.

When I got off work the other day, I couldn’t eat. I was late at the wedding hotel, and I suddenly had gastroenteritis.

Song Yee said he was working late, and I called him a dozen times, and I never got through.

At 3:00 a.m., I took a cab to the hospital.

Turns out he turned off the phone and didn’t come back all night.

The heart hurts like it’s torn apart. I don’t know how I’m gonna keep looking.

Turn to one of those chat records, and my fingers are stuck.

A week ago, Chen Chia sent him a picture of the puppet cat:

“The longer our son grows, the more lovely. I’m sorry.

He went back to a “um.”

Then, the screen was replaced by their old puppet cat.

The brain was blank, and I couldn’t even see anyone near it until it was taken away by force.

Song Ying looked down at me, and his voice was cold. I’m sorry.

I look at these familiar and strange eyes, and I look at them, and I look at them, and I look at them.

What about you?

“You just kissed. You said it was just a game. What about the conversation? I’m sorry.

“And this screenguard, it was a rolling picture. Why did you replace it with a picture she sent you? I’m sorry.

I shiverly pointed to his cell phone and his voice was almost mute.

Even though the facts were in front of him, he wanted to explain.

But he didn’t talk, he strangled the screen, he looked at me faceless.

He’s always good at silence.

Song Xiao followed me for a long time and officially promised him because he was rolling.

My mom and dad divorced when I was a kid. Grandma raised me.

My grandmother died a few years ago, left me to roll and said it would stay with me in her place.

That night I went out for a dog walk, and I lost myself.

I almost turned the park upside down, and I ended up sitting on the floor with my physical strength, crying with my knees in despair.

Last thing I did was find the rolling one.

He was holding a puppy and he couldn’t breathe, but he told me very little.

“When I was running, I saw a man hugging me and walking in a hurry. I’m sorry.

I’m glad I’m scared and my tears are falling.

“Don’t cry. “Song Xiaoping was clean and not picky, sitting next to me in concrete.

He was silent for a while, and groaning so softly, “When you cry, I don’t know what to do. I’m sorry.

The moonlight was on his side, and he looked at me like that, with a gentle and sincere look.

“Rolling will always be with you, me too. I’m sorry.

After that day, we were together.

After three years of talking, Song Yee was good to me, and we did what couples had to do.

Until two months ago, I agreed to Song Yee’s proposal, his first girlfriend in college, Chen Chia suddenly appeared.

At first, it was not without concern.

To reassure me, if Chen Jia calls or goes to the office to find him, Song Hui will report to me.

He was trying very hard to tell me that she was really over.

But now, seeing them kissing, seeing him changing pictures of the rollers, I finally realized that Song Yee had never forgotten her.

I knew I couldn’t cry, but my tears fell uncontrollably, and I ended up crying and shaking.

Song Xiao was silent for a long time and suddenly said, “You probably don’t know that you’re crying like this, and I don’t feel anything. I’m sorry.

The tone was bleak and calmly described a fact that he no longer loved me.

That moment, my world collapsed.

Six.

I don’t know how long it took me to get my best friend’s voice and say she already knows what just happened.

Even across the screen, she felt the strong guilt in her voice.

Waiting for seconds, I understand.

When my best friend and I went up to the mountains and came back without a call, she asked her brother to pick it up.

Her best friend was a reorganised family, and her brother had previously settled abroad and had just returned home, so I had never seen her.

I can’t help but call my best friend Song Yee, who happens to be in the neighborhood.

So did me.

That’s probably why my girlfriend blames herself.

Then, my best friend sent another one: “Don’t move. We’ll pick you up at the hotel. I’m sorry.

I didn’t have time to think about that “we,” wash my face, stand up and get out of here.

Turn around and find out Chen Jia is out sometime.

She stood behind Song Ying and looked at me in peace, and the compassion in her eyes was clear.

There is also an undetectable mockery and contempt.

I’m so familiar with that look.

Over the course of these two months, she has deliberately made so many encounters that she looks at me with this subtle and direct look.

I had no idea at that time how she was so certain that she was bound to receive from Song Xiao, even though she was so indifferent to her.

Until a month ago, Song Hui took me to his parents for the first time.

His mother called out to me when she was packing.

I don’t even know what I’m saying, “Gah, the fish is fresh, eat more.” I’m sorry.

My hands are shaking to hold the chopsticks.

At that moment, his mother’s sweet eyes overlapped with those of Chen Jia.

Go back to your room and hold me from behind.

“My mom’s old, she’s got a bad memory. I was just saying, will you forgive her? I’m sorry.

I only asked him one thing:

“Did you ever waver? I’m sorry.

He was silent for a long time.

Finally, slowly and firmly in my ear:

“Honey, I’m only you now. I’m sorry.

I can’t doubt it.

But we didn’t say a word that night.

He even slept in the study because he had a job to deal with.

Think back now.

I looked at the two men in front.

The pain of being betrayed, torn apart, has grown a little bit in what has just happened, and in the details that I have ignored before, has been brazenly clamoring and spreading.

Song Hui was my first love and the only one I’ve wanted to spend my life together for over 20 years.

But I’m not his. Neither.

All he ever wanted was Chen Jia.

As I passed by Song Yee, I pressed my heart to make myself as calm as possible.

“Tomorrow’s wedding will be cancelled, and we’ll explain it to Mom and Dad when we get back tonight. I’m sorry.

Not waiting for him to answer. Just leave.

It was only after the hotel that the rain had not stopped, that the plume was mid-empty, and the fog was clouded.

The night was thicker and colder than ever before.

I looked at the phone and didn’t know what I was looking forward to, and there was no news.

An umbrella covers the dark skies, and the fingers holding the handle are long and white.

I stunned and thought it was my best friend who came here.

The other one was swallowed with those dark eyes.

“The Year of Shen”?

Maybe it’s because the handle is tilted on my side, the hair of Shen’s year is wet.

He looked down at me and said, “Hey, hey, hey. I’m sorry.

I’m a little dazed.

Although Shen was a wise brother, there was not much cross between us, at best a nodal.

I didn’t think he’d come with Xiaohi to pick me up.

Just about to talk, and suddenly there’s a cold sight coming from behind.

Lower consciousness goes back.

Song Yee stood in front of the hotel and looked at us face to face.

Take it back calmly and get in the car after Shen.

Just sat down and got a call from my mom.

“Soong told me, how big is it that you don’t get married unless you get married? I’m sorry.

The sound of the engine is suddenly coming up ahead.

Shen’s hands held the wheel, and that light face seemed a little cold in the dark.

My mom’s had a bit of a concussion, like, “Go back to your dad’s. I’m sorry.

The phone was hung up.

“Your mother–“

Forget it. Silence for a moment. I smiled calmly, “Get used to it. I’m sorry.

Since my parents started a new family, my mother has had another son and my father has a daughter.

I was used to their indifference and neglect.

On the way, from my best friend’s mouth, I learned that she had just had dinner with Shen Shen’s year in a nearby restaurant, so I came along.

She then seemed to inadvertently add, “My brother asked to follow me. I’m sorry.

Back to my dad’s, it’s early.

My mom sat down on the couch and my dad sat across from her smoking.

But I didn’t see my dad’s current daughter.

When I heard the sound of my coming back, my mom was humming, and she was looking at my dad,

“For a game that repents, it’s your daughter. I’m sorry.

My dad didn’t talk to her, and he asked me, “Have you decided? I’m sorry.

I firmly nodded, “Well, I’m responsible for everything. I’m sorry.

“I disagree! I’m sorry.

My mother’s anger is finally over.

“You’ve sent out all your family and friends’ invitations. I knew you were embarrassing me. I shouldn’t have given birth to you! I’m sorry.

Even if I had been prepared to hear that, I would have been in pain.

“Mom, it’s not just a game. I found his chat with that guy on Song’s phone. I’m sorry.

I looked at my mom and said, “The night before yesterday, they slept. I’m sorry.

My mom was stunned, and she had a little bit of a surprise in her eyes, but then she said,

“No way, Song is such a good kid. He promised to help your brother with his job. He’ll never do anything. I’m sorry.

I couldn’t believe I looked at her and my breath stopped.

My mother also seemed to realize what she had said, and her lips moved twice to explain, but she did not speak.

“Come on! My dad suddenly pulled up the volume, and he was a little impatient, “The kids made their own decisions. I’m sorry.

“What kind of man are you? I’m sorry.

My mom seemed like she had a leak.

“She’s five years old and we’re divorced and the court has awarded you custody. But you don’t care about anything, just throw her to your country mom and marry her again. I’m sorry.

“Then when her grandmother died, you had to pick her up from the country because the dog she left was screaming to your daughter, and you were going to sell it and make her move out. I’m sorry.

She pointed at three photographs of a family hanging on the wall, and she posed as a broken jar.

“You dare say that since your daughter was born, you still have her in your heart? I’m sorry.

My father seemed to have been stabbed, his eyes were red, and he didn’t deny it.

“What right do you have to say to me that you’re not only a baby, your son! I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

They’re still obfuscating each other, and they don’t know at all that I’m back in the guest room.

I don’t have my own room here, but my dad made a room for me because I had to pick up my wife’s house.

There’s only my breath in the quiet room.

The phone rang.

Chen Jia: “We’re going to sing. Are you coming? I’m sorry.

Then another picture was sent of them in KTV.

In the photograph, Chen Jia had a microphone, with a slight bend of his lips, and looked at Song Yee sitting on the couch.

The light on Song Yee’s side is dark, without a specific look, and it’s profound and pleasant.

The two were looking forward to each other, as if the old classmates around them had become the background board.

There’s a classic old song on the screen:

“I want to love you again.

There are no more blanks.

It’s not like it’s a future for memories.

I also want to see tomorrow.

Get in love again. I’m sorry.

I thought I’d cry, but it’s strange that I’m calm at this moment.

Quietly put Chen Jia Laihe and calmly called all the guests one by one to announce the cancellation of the wedding.

After the last call, Song Yee called.

The background on the phone is a little noisy.

Song Ying has been silent for a long time, and his voice is cold enough.

“Are you serious? I’m sorry.

I didn’t want to say anything to him, a little “um” and just hang up.

We’re about to shut down.

“The ankle wound remembers the rub. I’m sorry.

I waited a long time.

When I fell at the hotel, my ankle was scratched by a table. The wound wasn’t very shallow, and I couldn’t stand it.

Song Yee didn’t find out, neither did my parents.

Didn’t expect him to notice.

I don’t know.

There’s a lot of groceries in this room, and I tried to flip through the drawer and I actually found the medical kit.

I wonder if it was because of the comforts of Shen’s year that I had to deal with the wound in a way that I had not even heard a knock.

It’s Song Yee.

The sound of tampons and ointments fell to the ground.

My mother stood behind Song Ying and left her head to avoid the look I couldn’t believe.

“Mom still doesn’t believe Song will do anything wrong to you. I’m sorry.

Soon the door was closed, and it was just me and Song Yee.

His eyes were on my ankle, and his tone was a little off. I’m sorry.

My hands are on my cold back and my voice is soft, “Sorry, I didn’t notice that. I’m sorry.

The wet-hot touch makes me stiff in a moment, almost in a condition of reflection. I’m sorry.

Maybe I was too cold, and Song was in a state of shock, but quickly calmed down.

“Chou Poetry, marriage is not a child’s play. You won’t give me a chance to explain? I’m sorry.

Explain? I looked at him and suddenly felt like I was laughing, “What are you going to explain to me? I’m sorry.

“Why don’t you push Chen Jia away when she kisses you?” Or explain why you didn’t pick up my phone the other night and leave me to find her? I’m sorry.

“Chou Poetry, me and her…”

“When I wanted to hear your explanation, you chose silence. I interrupted him.

Late apologies and explanations are meaningless.

Song Yi was clearly disheartened, “Poetry, believe it or not, me and her are not what you think. I’m sorry.

I looked at him without saying,

“Recently there was a leak in a project at my firm, and the night before, I had a meeting almost overnight. I left my cell phone in the office. I turned off the power. I didn’t mean to drop you off. I didn’t even look for her. I’m sorry.

“As for being borrowed from a cell phone in a hotel, the screen was probably changed at that time. I’m sorry.

“And then we took the wrong phone, and I don’t know what she sent you. I’m sorry.

He stopped for a while, “When I saw it, it showed that she had withdrawn a message. I’m sorry.

I stopped.

Chen Jia did have a similar operation.

“I’ve been in bad shape for days because of the project and the wedding, and I’ve been bad for you, and I’ve been wrong. I’m sorry.

He pulled a tie, he showed a slight remorse.

“I’ve lost my mind, and somehow I forgot to push her away. I’m sorry.

But his explanations sound like nothing.

“Poetry, me and her are really impossible. On the back of my hand, Song Ying tried to put his hand again.

It was about two seconds. I pulled my hand out.

“Song Yee, if you don’t have a real relationship with her, you don’t betray our feelings, I’ll take it that nothing happened. I’m sorry.

“Death and silence are also a knife. The harm they did to me, you can downplay it, but I can’t. I’m sorry.

“You probably don’t know…”

When I tried to re-breath, I said,

“How gentle you look when you face her. I’m sorry.

Song Xiaoqiao stopped.

He probably also forgot, whether it was impulsive or sincere, that he said it himself, and now I’m crying and he doesn’t feel anything.

It’s like he’s gonna say something, and I’m gonna break it up. I’m sorry.

After that, I opened the door straight out.

Behind you is the voice of Song Xiao, “Don’t go.” I’m sorry.

Eleven.

I didn’t expect to see Shen’s year in the living room downstairs.

He sat on the couch and played the starter unintentionally, with an ointment on the front table.

I found out I was out. Shen’s year was a little desperate to say,

“If I know you’re hurt, I’ll bring you the ointment. I’m sorry.

I couldn’t help but laugh, trying to explain that I’ve wiped my medicine, and suddenly I feel like I’m smiling.

Turns out Chen Jia is here.

How did she find my house?

Chen Jia came to me slowly with a smile on her face that didn’t seem emotional.

“Oh, looks like you’re in a good mood. I’m sorry.

I smiled, too, and the eyebrow answered her.

“What do you think we’ve been in this room for so long? I’m sorry.

Chen Jia stopped. Maybe she did something to her brain.

She wanted to provoke so many times, and once again, but she looked less and less interesting.

Song Yee also came out. “Why are you still here? I’m sorry.

This is clearly the year of Chen Jia and Shen.

She didn’t say anything. Chen Jia obviously couldn’t take it.

“Bring me over to her parents to clarify in person. Now that you’ve made up, you won’t recognize anyone? I’m sorry.

Song Yee didn’t answer, like a default.

I don’t know what it means to see his attitude towards Chen Jia.

Chen Jia can’t help it. “Song Yee, you shouldn’t do this to me. I’m sorry.

And she was frozen, and she fell down, and there was nothing left but white and despair.

“Song Yee, do you really want me? I’m sorry.

Song Ying didn’t speak, gently put his hand on my waist and held me.

Chen Jia laughed suddenly, and then took a piece of paper out of the bag in peace and sent it to me.

It’s a pregnancy test.

The name is clearly named Chen Jia and has been pregnant for a month.

“We didn’t do anything the other night. I’m sorry.

Chen Jia was staring at me, laughing more and more, “But a month ago, you guys had a cold war and he went to drink…”

The brain blew up and I turned my head.

Song Ying was staring closely at the paper, and his face suddenly turned white.

At this moment, it was as if watered cotton had strangled its throat, then it became a piece of steel, and it came in slowly, and it was hard to breathe.

His reaction has shown everything.

“Poetry…” In Song’s eyes, it’s about red.

Looking at his face, which he desires to explain, but which he cannot contest, I see clearly what is in my heart is dispersing.

At the end of the day, it was just disgusting.

“Song Yee, no one wants you to forget her. You can end up in your world of love. But why are you messing with me? I’m sorry.

“I drank a lot of wine that night…” he was trying to explain.

“Don’t say anything but an accident, think of her as my bullshit, and don’t even have the courage to admit it, only to make me look down on you. I’m sorry.

Song Ying’s face is so white, it’s still there.

After Grandma left, Song Xiao was the best person for me, and perhaps, my treasure and appreciation, amplified this.

Is it because of my lack of love that I deserve to be hurt by him and not to have a clean, wholehearted love?

I don’t know how long it took Song Young to whisper to me, “Sorry. I’m sorry.

The light was dark in the house, and he turned around and went step by step towards the door.

When Song Xiaoqiao’s figure disappeared, Chen Jia looked at me and laughed so proudly, and looked so cocky,

“Do you understand now? You’ll never beat me. I’m sorry.

I looked at her without a word, and suddenly I was wondering, was she really a college student?

In other words, did she really go to college?

I didn’t ask. A low voice came from behind.

“If you have a month of pregnancy, for the sake of the children, you’re advised to go to the hospital for an MRI. I’m sorry.

Chan Jia wrinkled, “What do you mean? I’m sorry.

It is not too late to say, “When there is a functional impairment in the brain, it is only through a check to determine the nature of the disease that there is a genetic risk. I’m sorry.

I couldn’t help but laugh.

And Chen Jia said, “Oh, shit, are you calling me crazy? I’m sorry.

Shen Ning didn’t deny, “Well, it’s impossible to recover, but you have to be active. I’m sorry.

Chen Jia got pissed off.

It’s like someone else’s hooking up with my family who can’t fight.

I laughed so hard, I didn’t slow down.

Turned around and realized that Shen’s been looking at me.

I can see that Shen-shin’s year was a good one.

“Get some rest. I’ve done my job and I should go back. I’m sorry.

I went to the balcony, watched his car go out of sight and breathed.

When I got back to my room, I got a call. “Is Chen Jia pregnant? I’m sorry.

I paused and told her what had just happened, and I couldn’t help but exaggerate the skill of the Shenzhen years.

“What’s wrong?” My brother went to your house? Didn’t he say he had to go back to the company…?

After that day, I moved to Xiaoqiao’s place for a while, and I was going to find a house and move out.

I’ll get the stuff from Song Yee in a while.

It will take at least a month for Shen Shen to come back for business.

That’s why I didn’t refuse the good intentions.

My parents called me several times these days and I didn’t answer.

Song Yi didn’t bother me either.

Listen to me, Chen Jia has lived at Song Hui’s mother’s house and has taken good care of her, but she hasn’t gone back once, no matter what she does.

But that’s none of my business anymore.

I don’t know.

This day, in celebration of the fact that I found a house, I decided to try skating.

It’s probably because it’s a little early and it’s not so many people here, so it’s good for skating.

I knew that I’d look like a coward, and I’d come in and grab the rails, and my lips were shaking.

“No, I’m afraid of wrestling. You go ahead and I’ll find you when I’m ready.” I’m sorry.

I couldn’t help myself. I had to find the railings and move forward.

I’m not really good at balance, so I don’t skate. Last time I came here, last time.

About half an hour later, I let go of the railing and stood up, and suddenly a man slipped from my side very quickly.

I was caught, and I fell.

“Be careful. I’m sorry.

A low and familiar voice came in my ear, one hand on my waist and held me steady.

With those dark eyes, I choked.

I didn’t think it would be Shen’s year.

He should have just got off the plane, dressed in a black windshirt, and stymied the whole person.

“As soon as the plane got word that you were skiing, let me pick you up. I’m sorry.

Shen-shin explained why he suddenly appeared.

“Do you still not skate? I’m sorry.

I was like, “Well,” and I realized, “Now?” I’m sorry.

Shen’s years have stopped saying, untie me.

It was like I lost my sense of security and put my arms on the rails, and she was silent for a few seconds, and then he started to laugh.

After he laughed, he slowly took his coat off and put it on the rails, and hit it with his fingertips. I’m sorry.

It’s not as cold as usual, it’s very relaxed.

I was so hot on his cheeks that I had an unprovoked desire to win, and I didn’t refuse, and I said, “Please.” I’m sorry.

If it hadn’t been for this skating, I didn’t know Shen’s been so patient.

He put it very slowly and patiently explained to me how to slide.

Except for the one time when he accidentally fell on him, his body had a moment of rigidity, and the rest had more than a stroke.

Sliding for a while, I realized I’d hardly wrestle.

“I think I’ll…”

Shen’s gonna look at me and laugh, “Well, you’re out. I’m sorry.

The eyes are bright and heavy, like a small, clear water.

Usually, people look down, but at this point there is something else.

I couldn’t help but a little bit.

When I got out of the skating field, I was temporarily called to the company to revise the programme, so now I and Shen are alone in the car.

I thought he was going to tell me something, but he didn’t say anything, just drive.

Just as I began to wonder if I was thinking too much, Shen-Yen stopped the car.

“In fact, I regret it. I’m sorry.

I’m just like, “Aah?”

“You called me so many times, you didn’t call the car, you asked me to pick you up, and I didn’t get the call because I was busy. I’m sorry.

Then he called Song Yee.

Shen-shin turned his head and looked at me, “It’s the first time I’ve actually seen you, this skating field today. I’m sorry.

Three years ago, I did come here once, and my dad brought my six-year-old sister to skate and brought me along.

“You looked like you were here with your family, and your father taught your sister how to skate, and you were very quiet with the rail. I’m sorry.

“And then you tried to untie the fence, and you didn’t have to take it, so you went to your dad for help. I’m sorry.

And We took a hold of it, and the memory that was long in our minds became clear to him.

“And then suddenly your sister got hit, and you slipped and made her a human mat. I’m sorry.

It’s been a long time, and suddenly it’s a little heavy.

“Your father thought you were the one who got your sister to wrestle, scolded you, took your sister and left you here alone. I’m sorry.

Shen-shin looked at me and sighed.

“I thought you would cry, but you were calm, as if you were used to.” That afternoon, you were alone in skating, you fell, you didn’t say a word. I’m sorry.

“Until one time you fell hard, your eyes covered with tears of reason, and you touched your face, and then you smiled. I’m sorry.

“That’s when I knew you weren’t upset, you didn’t want to cry, you couldn’t cry, you were trying to make yourself cry, you were saving yourself. I’m sorry.

I’m sure she’ll look at me.

“That’s the first time I’ve been in pain for a strange girl. I’m sorry.

I stopped and I was like, “When I got back, my dad apologized to me for telling him that I didn’t push his sister while he was in the skates. Later he gave me expensive skates to make up for it. I’m sorry.

But I’ve never skated again.

I suddenly realized something, and I didn’t ask for an exit, and I said, “It’s me, I told your father. I’m sorry.

My heart beats.

Shen-shin looked at me and said, “You’ve been with Song-Yi since that time. I’m sorry.

When I got off, I didn’t slow down, and I almost tripped again.

It’s natural that Shen’s been holding my waist, so I can say, “Look at the road. I’m sorry.

I didn’t look at the road, I looked at him.

Open your mouth and say, “Spoetry.” I’m sorry.

Song Ying stood under a tree, and his face appeared a little blurry in the cold moonlight, making his face invisible.

When he got close, I found out that he had lost so much weight this month and his eyes were a little tired.

I made a mockery when I said, “What are you doing here without taking care of your family?” I’m sorry.

I don’t think Song Ying heard me, and the sight wandered on me and Shen’s year, and the voice was so dark, “How far did you go with him?” I’m sorry.

In a slightly inquisitive tone, I thought I was mistaken for a moment. “Song Yee, I must tell you that we have nothing to do with this. I’m sorry.

SONG Xiaoyu, the look is a little off, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

I don’t want to talk to him anymore. Turn around and go inside.

“Ten Jia is not pregnant. I’m sorry.

One word from Song Yee, success has stopped me.

I looked at him, “What did you say? I’m sorry.

Song Yee looked at me and his throat rolled around, and said, “The pregnancy test was not her. She had a close cousin named Chen Jia, who was pregnant earlier and who stole her pregnancy certificate. I’m sorry.

I have a moment’s twilight.

He’s just looking at me.

We read from each other’s eyes:

Chen Jia may be really sick.

“I had a big fight with Chen Jia yesterday, and she said everything, including the night I got drunk, and I woke up the next day and I didn’t remember anything.

When Song Xiao finished, Shen-shin smiled, “There’s nothing to do without the last step.” I’m sorry.

“Butcher kills pigs, pulls hair, washes, and doesn’t eat pork at all. I’m sorry.

And when it comes to the fact that Song’s face is getting worse, the age of Shen’s explanation is “just a metaphor.” I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

It’s been quiet for a long time. Song Xiao looked at me.

“Poetry. He shouted my name, “Doesn’t you forgive me if I say anything and do anything?” I’m sorry.

I don’t hesitate, “Yeah. I’m sorry.

SONG YELLOW, MUMBLE, “But Chen Jia is not pregnant, she’s gone. . . . . . . . . . ..and our problems were solved. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

I was quiet for a while, and I suddenly interrupted him, “Do you remember a broken wristwatch in your drawer? I’m sorry.

Song Xiaoqiang, hold on.

“You never lost that watch. You told me it was from a relative, but it was from Chen Jia, right? I’m sorry.

I whispered to him, “You know how I found out? I’m sorry.

Song Ying lips shivered, but didn’t say anything.

“On the day of your reunion, Chen Jia sent me a picture of your former life. This is a couple’s wristwatch, right?”

The look on Song Yee’s face.

I smiled, “I never hurt her, I gave her another chance to hurt you.” I’m sorry.

Song Xiao Ben’s red eyes were red, and he looked at his pale face, and I whispered,

“I never want to see you again. I’m sorry.

End

After that day, Song Ying never appeared before me again.

When I moved, I used to come to my house and say I was used to sleeping with you.

Every night she calls a video phone every night, and after a little chat, it’s natural to leave the subject to me.

For a long time, I had the illusion that I was talking to Shen’s year every night.

On weekends, the three of us used to climb the mountains, but we knew that we were tired of running away and that each time we left, it was just me and Shen.

I know of course that it is creating opportunities for us.

I am also aware that I do not reject the years of Shen.

But if you really accept him, I’m not ready.

Until I knew I couldn’t read it, I was given a diary of Shen’s year.

He said it was a diary, and it did not record anything, but it was written every day.

To be precise, from the time we met again, he learned that he had written this on paper every day because the project had not picked us up.

Winning the project, losing my wife.

It’s eight short words, it’s hard, it’s blood.

I’m surprised.

I didn’t return until Shen’s year came in and took my book with me in a bit of a trance.

And he coughed on his lips, and he was so cold, and his ears were red, he said, “Whatever.” I’m sorry.

I was so confused, but I couldn’t help but laugh at him.

It was as if the clouds had been stripped away, and all the obsessions had faded.

I have a deep sense of insecurity and hope for a clean, wholehearted love.

Isn’t he right here in front of me?

To think of it, I took a deep breath and gave me my diary.

The year of Shenji, although somewhat confused, has been followed.

I leaned down, turned on the diary, and took a pen out of the pen, and cut the first six words carefully.

Stand up and look at Shen’s year, pointing at the two remaining words, “Read.” I’m sorry.

Shen Shen-shin, smiled, “Honey. I’m sorry.

I slightly redged my face, softly responded, “Well. I’m sorry.

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In addition to Shen’s years,

One.

The third year with Zhou Poetry, on her birthday, we took it.

Out of the Civil Administration, I took my marriage certificate in half empty, and the red seal was very bright, and the eyes were as hot as they were, and they were so rigid that they didn’t slow down for half a day.

Zhou Poetry smiles, “So happy? I’m sorry.

I looked at her.

And she looked at me with a smile on her lips, and her face was covered in a soft twilight, a bit quieter, gentler, and beautiful like a picture.

That’s the chorus now, my chorus.

I held her back, pulled her to me, and I laughed when she was embarrassed to look around, “Well, I got what I wanted, I was happy. I’m sorry.

No one knows how much I like her, how long I like her.

Zhou Poetry doesn’t know.

At night, we came to celebrate Zhou’s birthday.

After dinner, Zhou Shih told her about our testimony.

I know you’re drunk, and I’m so excited to hear the news, but suddenly I’m getting my face.

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“Will you live with poetry? I’m sorry.

I’m picking, “Of course. I’m sorry.

I knew I’d take a look at the Zhou Poetry and laugh and continue to say it seriously.

“So early in the day, your ex-girlfriend will appear.”

I interrupted her, “I don’t have an ex-girlfriend. I’m sorry.

“Yeah. “You don’t even have a female friend.” I’m sorry.

“Final question. I’m sorry.

Look at me, look at me.

“Why do you like poetry? I’m sorry.

“Just because of the skating field? I’m sorry.

“You didn’t even talk at the time, so you can read for three years? I’m sorry.

I’m just a little bit oblivious to the chorus.

She was still silent, but under the finger she struck the table softly, a small act of tension.

Apparently, she was curious.

Two.

First time I saw Zhou Poetry, it wasn’t really on the skating field.

When I was little, I was abducted once.

The man who took me was my real mother.

My mother wrapped my face in a turban, put me in my arms and took me to a long-distance car.

The car took the mountain road, it was in a bad state, half asleep, and it seemed to me that I had a tear and a big one fell on my face.

“Yen, don’t blame me. Blame your father. He’s sorry for us.”

Three days and three nights in a car and a long mountain road, we went to a very remote village.

She said she didn’t know where it was, so my dad wouldn’t find us.

After being placed, my mother kept me at home and came home drunk at night.

She didn’t want to look me in the eye, because when she saw me, she would think about my dad and go crazy and hit me and strangle me.

When I was beaten to the ground, she panicked and kneeled and wept.

I finally learned everything from her speech.

My father’s ex-wife could not give birth, and he agreed to marry another woman and remarry her after giving birth.

My mom’s the bitch.

She was deceived by my father in the name of love, giving birth to him, resigning as a housewife, and then being left in the open.

The most desperate thing about her is that my dad never loved her.

He had a ligature surgery with his ex-wife, as if he were promising that marriage to my mother was just a mistake, and that mistake would only happen once.

So my mom went completely crazy, she took me, she took my dad’s only child, and she wanted my dad to live in pain for the rest of her life.

After that, my mom seemed scared, stopped locking me up at home and stopped hitting me.

But she came back late, and every time I went out to look for her and went home with her drunk.

One time I went to her, there was a heavy rain in the sky, and the road was narrow, dark and heavy, and my feet were emptied and accidentally fell into the pond.

I cried out for help, and called out for my mother and my father, but no matter how hard I shouted, the sound melted like flies in cold water.

I didn’t know it was my fault before I went into a coma. I saw a red horn.

Again, I found myself in a clean bed, not my home.

“Are you awake?”

I was surprised by the sudden sound, slightly devious, and then I had a bright eye.

This is the first time I’ve met Zhou Poe.

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Her grandmother came by with a bowl of porridge.

I was lucky to see someone in the water when Zhou Si was passing through the pond.

I looked into Zhou’s eyes and said, “Thank you. I’m sorry.

She’s blushing and seems embarrassed, “No, you’re welcome. I’m sorry.

I saw the clock on the wall. It’s eleven o’clock. I don’t know if my mom’s back.

Zhou Poetry asked me a lot of questions.

“Why did you fall into the pond? I’m sorry.

“Get out to find my mom. I’m sorry.

“Oh. She scratched her hair and carried the congee, “Are you hungry? My grandma’s scrawny porridge smells good. I’m sorry.

“I’m not hungry. I’m sorry.

She put down her porridge, quieted for a while and asked, “What’s your name? Why have you never been seen before? I’m sorry.

I didn’t answer her.

I don’t know what my mom might have to face if they found my dad.

She’s been hurt once by my dad. I can’t hurt her anymore.

I stayed a little longer. I left after the pain.

The sound of Zhou’s poem coming from behind, “We’re friends now, you can come to me anytime. I’m sorry.

After Zhou Po became a friend, she found out she really had few friends.

Because she came to me too often.

She went to my house once and was apparently shocked by my family’s “Four Walls”.

When I cook alone, I send rice, salt, oil, her grandmother’s food, or pull me to her house for dinner.

I mentioned this to her once.

She explained that there were too few children of the same age in the village.

I asked her why.

She said that they were isolated and had very few teachers at school, and their parents brought them to town.

I said, “Why didn’t your parents put you in town? I’m sorry.

She was silent, her eyes were slightly red.

I suddenly realized what I was saying was wrong, and I heard her just as I was going to speak.

‘Cause my parents want to make money, or how else do they raise me? I’m sorry.

I was afraid I wouldn’t believe it, and she said,

“My parents can’t come back, but they send me a lot of beautiful clothes, toys, extra books every month. I’m sorry.

Looks like she’s got some leeches in her eyes, and I move my lips or nothing.

After that day, Zhou Poetry brought me school supplies, extra-curricular books and stuff, and said her parents bought them, and I’ll have them.

As if she wanted to tell me the truth, her parents loved her.

And my mom comes back late every day, even at night.

Some people in the village started talking.

And Zhou Zhou and I were sitting under the tree, reading, and the obscenity was in my ear, and I could not have said anything, and Zhou Zhou stood up and pointed at them in anger.

“Grandma says that only idle people talk and you adults don’t look for a book if you don’t work? Not as good as our kids. I’m sorry.

Back at my house, she was still angry, frowning and punching.

I moved a little.

That’s when my mom pushed the door.

She was tired and leaned on the door frame and she was surrounded by alcohol.

It’s the first time that Zhou Si has seen my mother, and she seems to be stunned, and it took me a while to say, ” Aunt, I’m his friend. I’m sorry.

My mom’s eyelashes were shaking and looked up.

Friends? I’m sorry.

Her eyes wandered on us, and suddenly she laughed,

“You’ve got friends, you’ve got your father. I’m sorry.

One word, one word, one word, one word, one word. I’m sorry.

The familiar anger and aversion gathered in her eyes, and my heart fell down, trying to get Zhou Poe to leave without wanting my mother to take a cup from the table and smash me.

My subconscious closed my eyes.

The sound of the cup “boom” is broken, and the imagined pain does not come.

Open your eyes and see the Zhou Poetry standing in front of me with a thin, cold sweat on his forehead and laughing at me saying nothing.

I couldn’t describe myself that moment.

I looked back at my mom.

I think that must have hurt her.

Because her face changed at once and her lips shivered a little.

All the way to silence.

Zhou Zhou Zhi looked at me from time to time and hesitated to say,

“I’m really fine. My grandmother hit me before I did something wrong. It hurts more than that. I’m sorry.

I stopped and looked at her, “But you did nothing wrong. I’m sorry.

Zhou’s been quiet for a while, “But you didn’t do anything wrong, did you? I’m sorry.

I’m holding.

Zhou Zhou smiled, looked me in the eye and said, “So you don’t have to feel guilty about me. I’m sorry.

Six.

After that, Zhou’s and I got closer, and we’d sit under the tree and read, pick up food in the field, or do something for her grandmother.

She’s changed a lot from time to time.

One day, her grandmother picked up a wounded puppy, and I and Zhou Zhou took a bath and treated the wound, and I gave her a name, called Rolling.

I told Zhou Poetry because his eyes were round, cute. It was like your eyes.

Of course I didn’t say the following.

That day she took me under that tree.

With shovels, a small hole was dug, and it was unexpected that there was a small box.

She took out the box, cleaned up the dirt on it and opened it with the key.

“Grandma told me that as long as the wish was written on a note, buried in the earth, the Underground Land Lord saw it, it would help us. I’m sorry.

I couldn’t say “Your grandmother lied to you, there’s no land man in the world.”

She handed me a pen and a piece of paper, and she covered her eyes with her hand, “You write, I won’t read it. I’m sorry.

I’ve picked up my eyebrows, picked up a pen, thought, and wrote a line, “I hope the wish of the chorus is fulfilled.” I’m sorry.

After putting it in, the after-sight glare a glimpse of the box.

There are countless pieces of paper, two of which are not folded, and it says, “I hope Grandma’s well. “I hope Mom and Dad can pick me up.” I’m sorry.

The sound of Zhou’s poem in his ears,

“I think every mother loved her children, and your mother was drunk that day. She didn’t mean it. You can wish your mother less wine. The Landlord will help you. I’m sorry.

“The last time my grandmother got sick, I made a wish, and it was just the next day, you said God wasn’t amazing. I’m sorry.

She suddenly looked down at her eyes and her voice got a little low, “When the Landlord is always dazzling, sometimes a wish is not fulfilled, and he cannot be blamed. I’m sorry.

The chest has grown sour, holding her hand slowly and firmly, saying, “The Landlord will not miss any wish, even now, and will do so in the future. I’m sorry.

She looked at me, flashed something in her eyes and left her face.

Just as I thought the day would go on in this quiet, my dad found it.

Despite my struggle, I was dragged into his car, started the engine and grew.

I’m still holding a well-prepared bamboo to give to Zhou Poe-soo.

Back home, I started a hunger strike, and I wanted to go back.

My dad took out the smoke, and he was so heartbroken, “What have you been doing this month? I’m sorry.

Smells like I stunned.

It’s only been a month?

But I know that I want to go back, not just because of my mom.

There she is.

Then my dad told me my mom called.

She’s getting married, so she let me go.

That moment I was in the mood.

There’s no relief. There’s only spreading pain, as if it’s breathing.

She’s not letting me go, she’s just, not me.

I tried a lot of ways back then, but I was too young to fight my dad, and my dad’s wife was pregnant when I was about to take my life.

What a ridiculous, ridiculous thing.

They set up a fake marriage, hurt my mother, and it’s all responsible.

One of them suffers from infertility, one has ligature, and the probability of pregnancy is minimal, but this happens.

After my brother was born, my father’s wife looked at me more and more, and he always fought with my father, and slowly, my father couldn’t bear to see me.

A friend of mine who had settled abroad had been married for many years, had no children, and my father’s wife offered to give me back to him.

My dad agreed.

Before I leave the country, I have a request…

I want to go back to the country where my mother took me, find someone, at least tell her my name.

I’m Shen Shen.

Zhou Poetry, my name is Shen Nien.

Just a few days ago, his father took Zhou Si.

I didn’t know how to react.

Happy for her?

Yeah.

After all, her unfulfilled wish finally came true.

There was also a feeling of silence.

He was picked up the other day.

I was standing out of her yard all night, feeling like I lost something.

It took years.

My foster father and my mother are married and we’re going home.

Xiaomei’s mother is a very gentle woman, runs a sweet shop, makes cakes for me, and it’s the same for me and Xiaomei.

Somehow I suddenly remembered what my mom looked like before she got divorced.

She’ll sing to me, tell me stories, make me dessert, those eyes, they’ll always be watery.

I ran into my mom on the street.

She and her husband, with their daughter, walked into the skating field.

Her daughter was born cute and her eyebrow was a bit like me, and she held her daughter gently and patiently taught her how to skate.

It seems that everyone is back on track, no more grief, no more pain.

Just me.

For a moment I saw the Zhou Poetry.

I thought it was my own illusion, confirmed many times.

It’s her.

Even after almost a decade, she could be seen at the very first sight of her re-emergence, and her heart shivering into a different mood.

She didn’t seem well after her dad picked her up.

When she was mistaken by her father, her father was angry and she skated faceless, and fell over and over again, I finally went out to the exit and told him that he was not pushing her.

She’s gone.

After a while, I moved to another district for work.

When I walked, I suddenly heard a soft, weak dog bark.

Turning up, I saw a man with a dog in his arms, walking in a hurry, looking very strange.

The dog’s eyes, black and round.

I was thinking about the past, and a man in a sweatshirt ran over first and took the dog from him.

I recognized this man in a sports dress.

He’s a friend. I’ve seen him a few times before.

Later, Xiaohing went hiking with her girlfriend, came back and didn’t call the car and called me to pick it up, but I didn’t get it because I was busy.

Once again, she’s with Song Hui, and she doesn’t seem to recognize me.

I never knew she was the best friend.

Me and her, it’s like we’re always close, but it’s like we’ve been missing.

Every night after, I think of her.

It’s probably the best time for emotion at night, at which all thoughts are direct and lively, or even impossible to hide.

The one who didn’t send her out, the one who couldn’t tell her my name, the one that skating, the one that didn’t get a call…

The one that can’t catch, the one that’s missing, the one that wants to have, is forcing me to look at my feelings.

I love chorus.

Very much.

No, I love her.

“And after that, you know it. I’m sorry.

It’s a long story, she fell asleep on the table before she heard it, she drank too much tonight, and tomorrow she doesn’t even remember it.

So I’m talking to Zhou.

And her shoulder trembled a little, and her red eyes looked at me, and there was none but me.

“Why didn’t you tell me before? I’m sorry.

I was quiet for a while and I laughed.

“I’m afraid that you’ll pretend to forget, that you won’t remember, and I hope that you can remember. I’m sorry.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t pretend to forget I was real…”

Watching her eyes get redder, scrambling tears, and I start to feel bad again.

I pulled her hand over her face, held her in my arms, and kissed her tears with my head down.

She raised her chin and kissed me.

It is an extremely tender, delicate, intense and salty kiss mixed with tears.

And when she took her upstairs, she grabbed my collar, her wet, hot breath sprayed on my neck, and choked and firmly said, “Honey, I’ll make it up to you. I’m sorry.

After that she had buried her whole head in my neck.

I could only see her red ears.

I had to laugh.

After all, it’s only a month’s memory of a teenager.

I wouldn’t blame her.

However, this type of compensation is also available.

I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.