Why all of a sudden give up someone who’s been in love for a long time? – What?
I was his exclusive wing for more than a decade, and I was with him when he fell in love, and when he broke up, I watched him turn around for another woman.
I’d be sad, too, to love him for years, but he never saw me in his eyes.
This time, it’s his turn to be my wingman again.
One.
Watch the week’s end.
The white girl, with her face full of shame, was in his arms in a pink, small, tattered skirt, with her head down and her eyes softened as if she were alone.
They look perfect!
If I don’t know how old and new there is.
I, Nguyen Chau, am a professional assistant, a colleague and an indispensable partner in his feelings.
And We bought him a gift in the heat of the sun, and drew him a banner in the rain, and stayed up in the night in line to buy him two concert tickets, and also helped him design countless scenes.
We passed this city together three years ago, we were close friends, and I succeeded in helping him.
It is also strange that he is a man who, despite his carelessness, has tried so hard to treat every girlfriend that every time he breaks up, every ex-girlfriend falls in love with him.
Every time I look at a girl all the way down the street, I feel like I can see my shadow, and then the tears come over and over and over again in my dreams, and I wake up from them.
It’s not the second time that she’s ever come back, or that she’s gonna dump her, and every time he calls me out for a drink and complains to me in a red face about who he likes.
He will hold my neck in close touch, with a thin lips close to my ears, without knowing my sourness and despair at this time, pain extending from my heart to my limbs, and I will only give my smile in the end.
I’ve been around him in the name of a friend, and I’ve witnessed a change of girlfriends around him, and I’m even happy that we’re just friends.
I will never abandon my friends, especially my friend who helped him.
When I called Zhou to say congratulations, it sounded very quiet over there and I heard his heavy breath.
And he said to me, “Is there something wrong with Nguyen Sha?” I’m sorry.
I understand that perhaps at this very moment I am with his new girlfriend, but I have no excuse to hear his voice in this quiet night.
Watch your wings with your friends.
“Oh, I saw your circle of friends. Was that the girl I was helping her with last time? I’m sorry.
“Yes, thanks to you. How else would I catch up so fast? I’m sorry.
His voice came with unstoppable joy, and I heard the girl’s voice.
That girl is a beautiful girl.
And when I was about to say something, I rushed to the microphone: “I will not tell you until she is dressed, and I will take her to you for dinner next time.” I’m sorry.
I just heard the sound of the phone hanging, and he hung up.
I looked up at the glass window and reflected the faint light of my phone, and my heart was sore, and I stayed at the bottom of my heart for more than a decade, and I fell and fell, and he chased him behind him, and he never looked at me.
I shouldn’t have insulted myself.
Two.
Now I’m sitting across the street with a man, about 185 tall, five officials in deep, dark hair, and art.
He had my student ID in front of him.
I was woken up by a phone call this morning and I was excited to tell me that I was hanging on a white wall.
It’s a white wall, but it’s all up, like now I’ve lost my student card, and the blues are like a picture of the whole school.
My student card has been missing for two months. It was the last time I helped Zhou to rent a mortgage.
No Major’s friend is madly commenting on 666, under the white wall, and there is a line of contact in the chart.
I called.
It’s a cold baron on the phone, and I’m grateful for the apology for meeting with the school café to get my student’s card back, and when I got here early, this man was waiting for me at the café.
The man first spoke.
“Hello, my name is Wing Wing. I’m sorry.
“Ah, thank you very much, but I’ve also brought it to you in person. I’m sorry.
I pretended I’d never see him again when I got it back, even though the man was really handsome.
After two words, I’d like to find an excuse to leave, to drink all the lattes in the cup, and to put one hand on my student’s card and say to me slowly.
“I haven’t eaten yet. Let’s eat together. I’m sorry.
I looked at his handsome face in the shadows for about ten seconds before I noticed the light in his eyes.
You’re very kind.
I promised Wing Wing Week to eat and learn more about him.
Males, 27 years olds, painters, and a brother, with a home and a car, graduated from Ivy and is currently teaching at our school as assistant teacher in the art department.
All of a sudden, I thought of Zhou’s specialty, art, and every time he chases a girl, he always paints a picture of her, and then when they break up, they burn it down with hiss.
I’ve seen his paintings of his girlfriends, and Chang can show their beauty and beauty. I asked if I could draw a sketch for you.
But it was just a careless glance at me, and I answered with caution: “Yen Ha, I will only paint my girlfriend.” I’m sorry.
Yeah, he only paints his girlfriend.
I couldn’t bear to laugh.
“What are you laughing at? I’m sorry.
I finally understood what it meant to be aggressive when I looked into his eyes and looked into the eyes of an artist who had a special look in his hands with those chopsticks.
I’ve got him in my bowl.
We’ll come next time. I’m sorry.
Pow!
Smells like I didn’t hold my bowl.
Not much expression on the face of Wing Wing, but it does give people a serious feeling, which doesn’t look like a joke.
It’s usually based on having an interest in each other.
“Mr. Wendice, you’ll make me misunderstood. I’m sorry.
I do not believe in love at first sight, nor do I.
The eyes of the Qur’an are full of laughter, and they deny it.
But I always think it’s a miracle that he’s making fun of me, that I’ve been mocked and that I’m still alive in many beautiful institutions with my large bones.
Despite his jokes, few boys have been chasing me for many years, and the humiliation and embarrassment of my heart at this point make me feel like a needle.
And the hand of Wanderer put a little weight on my shoulder, and We turned on his eyes in panic.
“Nun Ha, be confident. I’m sorry.
The cell phone screen on the table was on, two large words were on the screen, and during the week, I stopped talking, and I watched the phone screen get dark, and then suddenly it was lit up for seconds.
The text came in, it says, “Dinsha, I broke up. I’m sorry.
3
“My heart really hurts. She’s breaking up with me. I’m so nice to her. I’m sorry.
I felt my body cold, and I never knew how much I liked a girl.
Six months and four days, far beyond my imagination.
The girl was different, both in terms of time spent on her weekends and in terms of money.
If you don’t eat spicy, you can eat a whole table for the girl. At midnight he suffered from stomach cramps, and he was unable to awaken the girl, and I was in the hospital watching him, and he remained awake all night.
Or even to drag me to the temple to make a wish to him and to the girl for a year.
But before he met the girl, he had been coming out of one relationship very quickly and entering another.
I looked over his face and looked at him, and I couldn’t even breathe, and in the long single-love process, I tasted helpless and desperate but unattainable.
He says his heart hurts, but so do I. It’s as if his heart is squeezed by a big hand and it’s full of shit!
I can’t make a sound, I don’t know how to stop it, I don’t know how to stop it, I don’t know what to say in the end.
Suddenly I’m a little tired.
Many times I played such a role, and when I ended up in love, I worked with him, and when I fell in love, I was with him, and I gave him my heart.
And even worse, I’ve never been in the eye of the week.
I don’t know.
Call me out the next week to think about what to do next.
When I went to his studio, it seemed as if they had just finished school and their clothes were colored, but they were still excited to talk about his plans and ask me to spare the night.
The eyes were bright, the whole girl was glowing, and I looked at his face and helped me to get the doll back from someone else.
I shouldn’t have turned him down. We’re friends.
“Chou, is that your girlfriend? I’m sorry.
The familiar cold voice came, and my eyes and my eyes moved in unwittingly, and Bounty Week stood in front of the gallery, with a few pieces of paper in his hand, and he looked at me and the surroundings, and his mouth was slightly arc.
Put your arms around my shoulder and say to Wing Week.
“Associate, this is my iron. I’m sorry.
The world is so small that I can see him again, and my sight falls on him for seconds.
He took a long look at me and said, “Just friends.”
And I bit my teeth gently, and raised my eyes and the sight of the week, and he laughed at me.
When I left the week, I slit my lips and turned around and looked at her: “Do you really like her?” I’m sorry.
As if I didn’t understand the seriousness of my tone: “Of course, you don’t know how good that girl is to my appetite, she knows what I want to do, and I feel like our souls are in harmony…”
I watched his mouth open, I watched his look with irritation, and I was a bystander of love stories many times.
There’s no place for me in his world of affection, but I’ve already figured out the answer.
I couldn’t make him like me because I couldn’t.
Looking at his glamorous beauty, I avenged my heart and my lips slightly raised.
“Chou, this time you will be my wingman. I’m sorry.
4
The sound of the week stopped, and his sight fell on my face and judged the truth of my words.
After all, I rarely ask him to do anything.
It’s not a test. I’m sick of it. I’m going to look at other people.
For example, Bounty Week.
When I said the name of the week, the face of the week’s end became very stiff, and he wondered why.
I don’t know. It’s not my fault. I saw the smile on Zhou’s face disappearing.
I’ve never mentioned any other opposite sex in front of me.
He quietly packed his brush and said he would take me to dinner. I had no objection. I was waiting for him to respond. I don’t want to stay around and watch my feelings being consumed.
“You and Wen are not right to teach him.” I’m sorry.
So you don’t want to?
“But how come you’re just exaggerating? I’m sorry.
We put him in the bag with a heavy heart, and took a nice picture of the ash on him, and gave him: “We are friends, you should help me.” I’m sorry.
I put him in the fucking hole.
Zhou stopped for a moment and said to ask me, “I promised, but I sent a message to Wing Wing Week that day.
When I was looking for him, he was painting in the wetland park near our school, looking at reeds next to the wetland, and the weather didn’t look very good and heavy, like it was going to rain.
I don’t have any artistic cells, I can’t read his paintings, I never share them with me, he says I’m stupid, I can’t read.
I think I’m a tacky.
This is not the case.
I have only heard him say that the painting of Wing Wing was awarded an international prize.
Hear me whispering his name, and the pen that stops in the week, and smiles softly at me, and in a brown eye full of me.
“Come here, I’ll draw for you. I’m sorry.
♪ I can’t ♪
“Come on, it’s the first time I’ve painted for a girl. I’m sorry.
He and Chow are two very different people.
Seeing me standing there, Wing Wing came by himself and took up my hand as he could.
I didn’t say no.
But despite that, I saw the color of his ears.
Fake.
My heart laughs.
It’s just a decision to let Zhou be my wingman.
“If I don’t stop you,
After the last meal, Wing Wing Week was here.
I did not answer, and I looked at the wetlands he had just painted, and I complimented him with all due respect.
“I’ll teach you. I’m sorry.
“But I’m zero base. I’m sorry.
And the next second, the Wing Week held my hand, and I was colored. My heart is beating, and his body temperature is constantly passing through my body.
I wanted to back off, but he wouldn’t let me.
“You stay away from me. I’m sorry.
But there’s nothing going on behind me, and I look back and I’m smiling at me and I’m losing my skin.
Those eyes told me.
I won’t!
Boom!
I found out I didn’t seem to have much resistance to Wing Wing Week.
For the next few months, I became friends with Bounty Week, who often asked me to go out with him to write, or to visit the gallery, or even, I promised to be his model, but to pay me.
It’s like I’m growing up all of a sudden.
I’m thinking about Wandering Week.
5
May 10th, call me at the end of the week, meaning 520 the day he wanted to make a big surprise for his girlfriend.
Both sides were silent and honest, and I didn’t want to say yes.
I couldn’t have helped him for life.
It’s too much to do.
We learned through the circle of friends about my development with Bounty Week, and he didn’t contact me, I didn’t go to him, and we went into the cold war for no reason.
And now he’s on the phone saying, “Didn’t you promise to be my wingman?” The blogger adds:
My eyelids beat a few times, and my handler went up sharply.
Indeed, I promised to stop, but when I had no feelings for him, I called him a wingman, and once I had the emotions, it was like licking a dog.
All I hate in my life is licking dogs.
So I didn’t end up in a week, and I thought that was a rejection.
I moved out of school near the end of the third year, and I went back to the rental room alone after a part-time job.
He’s got a couple of cigarettes under his feet, and I don’t know how long he’s been waiting here.
“What are you doing here?”
Why didn’t you tell me you moved out of school? I’m sorry.
He seemed anxious and angry, and probably didn’t think I’d do that to him. And I have been generous to him at the end of the week, and I have never met him, but I seem to be lowering his place in my heart.
“I didn’t promise you last time. I’m sorry.
My lips were drawn into a straight line, and he tried to cross the perimeter, but suddenly he tightened my wrists, and I couldn’t get away from him, and I looked at him without a choice.
Perhaps he understood that he was a little excited, and he asked me, “Why have you ignored me lately? Are you saying that you’re with Wing Wing and that you don’t want me as a friend?” I’m sorry.
It’s not exactly the reason for the week, it’s in the dark. I don’t know myself.
At night, I was the only one left in the house who picked up the phone and tried to call someone to complain.
I suddenly realized I could really get out.
From childhood to age, I do whatever I do, good or bad, and the first person I think of is definitely the end. No. 1 is always in my mind.
It’s okay, I’ve never shown anything to the end of the week. He won’t know. No one will know. He told me not to hang on the same tree. I think I understand what that means.
Now I feel impatience at all that he has to blame, and my heart becomes hard.
“Chou, I just finished part-time, I’m tired. Can we talk tomorrow?”
I may feel something when I look like I’m cool, and he’s got nothing less on his hands and he won’t let go.
But he couldn’t say why.
“It’s getting late. You go home. We’ll call me back on Wing Week. As for the support, we’re here.
Why do you look sad?
I couldn’t understand the look on his face. I couldn’t read the light in his eyes. I couldn’t see the way he began to breathe.
We pushed him away with a meanness, and he called out.
“Nun Ha–“
Six.
I was never able to tear my face apart and call his girlfriend to come here and pick him up, and he stood up and looked at me like he ate S.
It took him a long time to be silent, and he asked me, “Do you want to cut me off? I’m sorry.
We’ve never done this before, and I didn’t think I and Zhou would come this far, but now I just want to stand quietly in the boundaries of my friends.
“We’re friends, I have a private life. I can’t take care of everything. You have a girlfriend. I’m sorry.
It didn’t end until his girlfriend stepped on Gao and showed up before us.
Don Ann took the weekend with a cold face, and I wonder if they’d fight back, as can be seen from her face, and she didn’t like her boyfriend at the door of someone else’s house at night.
When the backs of both men disappeared in my sights, I dragged my tired body into the door.
I was told I’d meet tomorrow, and I cleaned my eyes, and I changed my hands and deleted the text, and naturally I didn’t care, and I didn’t go to the appointment.
The next day, my mom called me.
The slashing of the head is a cursing.
“Is it true that Zhou told me that you had a boyfriend in college or their professional assistant? I’m sorry.
I don’t know how Zhou told my mother. She didn’t sound friendly.
“Mom, don’t listen to him. I’m sorry.
“Asha, you’re the only daughter I have with your father. Don’t let your love get to you. Bring it home if you like. I’m sorry.
I am sick of this insinuation.
At the end of the week, parents separated from their children and lived with their father in small towns, where he and his grandmother lived with compensation after the accident.
My mother saw him as a poor man and often called him to dinner at my house to stop the special sweetness of her mouth.
My mother and I had a long debate, and she had a breath before she hung up on the phone, and she said to me, “Asha, people in the big cities don’t know what to do. I’ve heard a lot about men who do art, but you have to shine your eyes and let him show you. I’m sorry.
My mother believed in what he said.
7
Temperature week is about to increase my frequency, not just in his area of expertise. He started asking me to watch movies, eat, go to the playground, and every time he came back to the house, I always had a big bag of doll souvenirs on my hands.
I find that I think of less and less time.
Wing Wing week didn’t know I didn’t like seafood, so after a taste of it, I realized it was wrong, and I threw it out.
But what I didn’t think was that Wing Wing Week reached out and caught my vomit.
Without a single oblivion, and after asking me whether there was something wrong in my body, I felt my heart as if I had been struck by a heavy fist, a man who loved to be clean on a daily basis and who was now in the hands of my vomiting filthyness.
I watched him look at the way he looked at me, and I woke up.
It’s the 27-year-old man.
He rubbed his sweat on my face and his face was full of regrets.
“Don’t you like it? I shouldn’t have taken you to eat this. I’m sorry.
“I’m fine, thank you, Bounty Week. I’m sorry.
He stunned me and thought I was a guest, pulling us apart. He’s been stunned for a long time.
I remember the day he kissed me and told me that he liked me.
It was a lunar afternoon, and I had no way of ignoring the look on his face and the look on his face.
At the moment I nodded, he opened his eyes with surprise, and I clearly heard a relaxed sighs.
Like someone, maybe just a small detail.
When I came home that day, the marshmallows were sweet.
He’ll come to me when he’s free, take me to class, eat the canteen, and put on the books.
She’s waiting for her boyfriend to pick him up.
When she saw her boyfriend coming, she held his arms sweetly, and two people were attached to each other, drawing from each other ‘ s sense of security.
I remember when I was in the small town, I came home with the same umbrella, and his shoulder on the other side was wet by the rain, and I didn’t get any water.
I went back to the day and started the burning, and I kept comforting myself, because we were friends.
And then again, I’ve been thinking about these weeks and the scenes of different girls, and most of the time he was gentle and kind, so the person who came back in the rain became me.
In retrospect, I feel so stupid that I’ve been thinking about myself for so long for a little while.
Talk to me.
“Let’s finish the exam and sing K, take Wing-Wing. I’m sorry.
I said good.
He never refused my request, and he drove to pick me up, and he was rubbing my water with a tissue, and when he touched the neck, I saw him swallowing.
He’s a real man.
We put our heads up in an innocent manner, and our eyes were wet: “Do you have it? I’m sorry.
He looked me in the eye, and his eyes were smiling, and he sensed the noise in my words, and his hands touched my long hair.
“No good. I’m sorry.
And I have a smile, and my little fist hammers his chest gently, and I don’t get upset about it.
And he bowed his head like a precious kiss upon me, and in his heart was a deer raging. That was the whirlwind that I had not had before, covered with sweet tastes, and We made a warm kiss upon the neck of the ferocious week.
8
By the time I got to the bar, he and his boyfriend were waiting there.
“There’s something at work. Come back later. I’m sorry.
And I smiled and said to me, “When the late ones get three cups, I laugh at the promise, and I want to see what a drunk sweet week looks like.”
The man who is incendiary and cold, is not drunk at the mercy of his own will?
He and his boyfriend were in high school, and they had been in love for several years without telling their parents, and now they have started talking about getting married after graduation, and I listened quietly to them.
“You’ll be my bridesmaid. I’m sorry.
Her eyes smiled into moon teeth, and I naturally agreed to reach out five fingers to her.
“Well, then you’ll have to pack me a big red bag. I’m sorry.
“The two of them seemed to have broken up, and I saw her send a circle of friends.” I’m sorry.
Turn her circle and show me that the girlfriend who ends up in the picture is carrying a strange man on his back right now, with all the makeup on her face, with all the eyes on her tail that makes her look a little wild, but there are no people around that I thought would be.
I remember the last time that two people were in a bad mood, and we haven’t been in touch for a while.
Love comes fast, it seems.
And I shook my head, without a choice: “I am not surprised.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t put the break-up in my heart, and Wing Wing sent word that the College leader was looking for him and that he would be here as soon as he could.
“Well, then you’ll have to come and say you’re gonna drink. I’m sorry.
I won’t be angry. The big deal is he’ll wash my clothes and cook.
I’ve never shown my love in front of anyone, and I’ve been thinking about the week.
I didn’t have a good amount of wine, I didn’t wait for my boyfriend, and I was beginning to lose sight of people, and I felt I had been gently hugged up on his shoulder, and I was extremely gentle.
I heard the sound of the clamps.
“Acho. I’m sorry.
I leaned on the past and thought that Wing Wing week had finally picked me up, and I took it up, but when I smelled the familiar smell of the collar, my brain woke up.
I’m feeling a chill in my heart when I don’t feel it.
I said, “Windn’t have a week. I’m sorry.
The body is flat and flat.
I, on purpose.
9
The next day I was told that when Wing Wing Wing took me out of my hands, the whole person’s face was ugly, but Wing Wing Wing was the palace.
She said that two men were in an atmosphere of war and that she was afraid that they would fight.
No one knows why Zhou was there, and no one wants to know.
“Denishha, I want to talk to you. I’m sorry.
I was sitting in front of a gallery and I was wearing paint.
With a glass of water pouring in, thinking of all the paintings I’ve just painted.
It looks like a mess, but I think men like it.
Look at the information on the screen, I’m spitting, and the feelings for the week’s savings have slowly disappeared.
How much he was loved, how light it is now, how small it is, how small it can be for itself, and how much it can only be a joke.
I’ve always wanted to get his feelings, but now I don’t need them.
I don’t want to hear any more about the end of the week or wonder how he broke up.
Perhaps, because I didn’t reply, the weekly text messages were sent like artillery.
This was followed by constant cell phone ringing.
“Yen Ha, I broke up. Come out and drink with me. I’m sorry.
I just heard the voice on the phone, which I was so familiar with, and I frowned and listened, and I wanted to hang up.
After a while, I said, “If I don’t find you another person, I haven’t got much time lately. I’m sorry.
There are a lot of people who like to stop, and there are a few people in my circle who know that I’m close to each other, so let me keep an eye on them in private, and now it’s over.
I stinged across the street and I heard a slight sound.
It was loud across the street, as if it was a bar, and he said to me, “Yun Ha, I was wrong. I’m sorry.
“What is wrong with you?” I’m sorry.
“I thought you’d be with me until Bounty Week, when you held me and called out his name, and for the first time I was in a panic. I’m sorry.
“I thought it was just a man’s desire to possess it. No, I thought you’d disappear from my life. I felt like I was going to collapse. I’m sorry.
I like you. I’m sorry.
I suddenly laughed.
I asked him, “So what?” I’m sorry.
I’ve always been used to it, and I don’t want to go through it any more with the feelings of despair and sadness that surround me when I fall in love.
It’s been a few seconds since the end of the week at the end of the phone.
I cut him off, I told Zhou that we were friends.
I’m only a friend now, and he shouldn’t have said that to me if he wanted this friendship to exist.
Because it’s like opening my face and showing myself.
I hate it so little that I don’t have myself at all.
I don’t know.
I thought it was over, but I called and cried and told her that his mother was remarried.
When his poor voice fell into my ears, there was still some distraction.
Just because I am so familiar with the family, his mother is often in love and divorced, and he is more than he wants, and in fact he wants the love of his loved ones.
There’s no way.
I was driving around the city in my new car.
And we did not speak, and I thought he was driving for no purpose, and it took me a long time to come back and take me to the place where both of us had stayed.
10
“You remember this? We come to Beijing for our first year, and we eat here often. I’m sorry.
In freshman year, I was at the top of my relationship with Chow, and I thought we could go on like this forever.
In the direction he pointed, my eyes were thrown out of the window, and the nausea was rising from my stomach, and the words were endlessly mocking him.
“Yes, it’s the first time I’ve ever confessed to you. I’ve been begging the boss to rent it for the day. I’m sorry.
By my eccentricity, it is clear that this story has been forgotten, and that he has become awkward and his brows have frowned and his mouth has become a straight line.
But he doesn’t seem to want to give up.
“That’s your fifth confession, or did I spend an afternoon laying it out for you? I’m sorry.
“This cake shop is for your seventh girlfriend. I bought it in a rainstorm. I’m sorry.
“Here, too, when your girlfriend stood you up, you asked me to watch the concert, but you were bored and you took a call and left. I’m sorry.
Speaking of which, I stopped faceless.
“I sing with others alone in the rain for a long time, and I finally realize that I’m the only one who’s touched. I’m sorry.
I have given many examples of how sad he is, and I feel a little bit sad after a while of ease and pleasure.
We shouldn’t be like this.
The car was parked by the side of the road, his head was leaning on the wheel for a long time, his chin had been swollen, his face turned pale and he didn’t know what to do.
I can’t comfort him.
“I was wrong, I was really wrong. I’m sorry.
It is to present all the efforts made over the years in front of the end, and he knows what he has done to me, what he has done, what he has suffered today, and what he has done to himself.
But I’m not going to give him a chance to make amends.
He leaned down, only a few centimetres away from me. I was not unable to recognize him, but I could not bear to vomit in front of him.
I can’t believe it.
Where would I have done this to him?
“All right, I’m not sad. I’m sorry.
I heard his low and low voice.
I put my hand on the door and I told Zhou to stop, so I’ve never seen such a good guy like me.
When Wing Wing came to pick me up, I jumped into his arms in front of him.
When he held me in his arms, he looked at the end of his eye as if he were warning, and I looked at us through the glass, and I ignored the deep feelings of his eyes, and I grabbed his hand.
Do you remember? You’re just friends. I’m sorry.
Before leaving, Wing Wing said that to her.
It seems that a black eye on the week-end has a mist.
“Dinsha. I’m sorry.
He suddenly stopped me, and I felt the fists on my side were holding tight.
“Let’s go home like we always do! I’m sorry.
His lightness fell into my eyes, but he was red, and now he’s like a joke, and I sensed the sights and the stress of a warm birth.
Eleven.
At the end of the year, I went back to my home town, except that I was with Bounty Week, and I didn’t stop.
When his parents were abroad, watching him speak to me and bring him home, I knew that he was afraid of the end of the week and of having more to do with me.
In the end, despite hearing her voice on the phone, she gave up.
The streets were dressed for New Year’s decorations as they approached the New Year’s Eve, and it was a bit of fun, and at this point I was in pain.
Still can’t resist the confusion in my heart. I asked why you liked me. Will someone really love me at first sight?
“The little son of a bitch doesn’t remember me.” I’m sorry.
It’s like I’m having a moment.
He paused and smiled with a warm smile: “I went to your school five years ago. I’m sorry.
I was only reminded of his eyes.
Small towns have limited resources for education, and every year students from prestigious universities come to school to teach for a week, with a wide range of teaching, and in between, a familiar figure emerges.
Thinking down, I put my hand out of my hair and spit out my tongue.
“I remember nothing but the man who taught art. I’m sorry.
It’s been too long, and I can’t remember it for a long time, not to mention the fact that the whole thing is over.
Wyoming sighs, rubbing my hair.
“On the last day of the church, I saw you paint in the classroom alone, and the sun shines through the glass on your side, and that’s when you left school. I didn’t have that gift, but when I saw the memorial painting you gave me in the car the next day, I thought I’d remember you. I’m sorry.
I couldn’t help but be shy, when I knocked on the door, carrying a gift to my right and holding my hand in my left hand, and I heard him calling my mother.
For the first time, I came home with a man, except for the end of the week, and they were impressed by the manner in which they talked about it, and I listened to her when she was cooking for my mother in the kitchen.
They thought that Zhou and Zhou’s company would move from being young to getting married in love, and she said she remembered that Zhou and I had taken a ride to Beijing and promised to take care of me.
Not everything is going to work out.
I had a vision of the future, as my mother had said, and I came out of my unattainable dream in time, and I knew I deserved to be taken care of.
And at the end of the day, my mother said to me, “I think he’s a good man. If he was bullied outside, tell her that he and I would never let him bully you.” I’m sorry.
My nose is sore, I gently hold Mom’s waist.
“Thank you, Mom. I’m sorry.
12
On New Year’s Eve, my father took him to cook in the kitchen, where I was at the party, and my phone rings and calls me to the roof.
On every New Year’s Eve night in the past, we were supposed to go to the roof with fireworks, and I looked at the busy people in the kitchen, and I went out with thick coats.
Now that he’s home, he’s waiting for me with all the fireworks on his hands, like he’s been waiting for me for a long time.
He asked me, “Did we not have that anymore?” I’m sorry.
And I looked in silence, long and long, and in the end, and the light in his eyes faded away.
And I remember when I was young, and because of what had happened to his family, who felt sorry for him, and the surroundings, and he was verbally abused, and I myself became friends with him.
And on the day afterward I was his best friend, and he protected me from others, and I had good things to share with him.
Now remember, I like it, but it’s just that simple feelings when I was a kid.
After all these years, the heat of emotion cools, and when we look back, we can’t find the original.
But we’re still friends.
I’ll show you my teeth: “You’ll find someone you really like. I’m sorry.
“Bullshit. I’m sorry.
The bar was set on fire by a lighter, and the sound of the squirming night was heard, his face was very bright and he was still a teenager, and he gave me the fireworks that were burning.
He looked at me and looked at me with the cleanness and purity of those years.
He looked into my eyes and he felt sorry and regretted and let go.
When a man opened the door, they just finished dinner, and my mom asked me where I was going, and I said I was going to put fireworks after Chow.
“But didn’t you always play at 12 in the morning? I’m sorry.
Maybe it’s the end of the week that you understand that there will never be again.
Mother and father-in-law prepared a red bag for the week, and the man took a look at me, as if he were saying, “Look, I am the one who pleases my father-in-law.”
At night, when we were on the balcony, he took off his scarf and surrounded my neck.
I took the initiative to hold him tight.
“Bitch, Happy New Year. I’m sorry.
I thought he’d question me, get jealous, get angry.
But now he’s telling me about New Year’s Eve and he’s got a thick red bag in his arms.
“How can you give me this when I’m so big?” I’m sorry.
“But you’ll always be a child in my heart. I’m sorry.
And he held my face, and the fireworks were on our heads, and he kissed me, and I held him back, and fell in his arms with one heart, regardless of whether the house was heard.
“I like you during Wing Wing, I like you best. I’m sorry.
Note.
When I graduated, I went to another city in the middle of the week, rarely back home, and my mother called one day to say that the late grandmother died.
He’s the only one left in the world.
I called that phone I haven’t called in a long time, but it’s been ringing for a long time, and it’s gone.
For a long time, I lost this friend.
I got an e-mail, there’s only one picture, and it’s my portrait. Even if there’s no signature on it, I know who sent it.
Wing Fing week is cooking in the kitchen, coming in suspiciously, looking at it, and then again.
“Oh, I’m not good enough yet. I’m sorry.
I looked at him and he went back to the kitchen with a pot shovel.
We were married, we had kids, we were happy, and I never went back after my parents died.
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
