On the day of school, it was very cold, and it blocked me with wine.
I was a little surprised by his face, “What’s the matter?” I’m sorry.
He’s in trouble: “Girl, dear. I’m sorry.
Shit, who can handle this.
1.
Successfully applied for postgraduate studies, and after the opening ceremony, we had dinner with our classmates.
Out of the toilet and suddenly being pulled to the corner by a dark shadow.
“Who…”
The school was drunk and blocked my way, and I was standing there, and he leaned forward, hugged me, bowed his head and kissed me.
I was petrochemical on the spot.
“What are you doing?”
He’s in trouble: “Girl, dear. I’m sorry.
It’s still that cold and invincible school grass?
I’m not… he’s mistaken?
I’m holding Zhang Zheng to his classmates and pushing open the door, and they’re gone.
One metre, 87 big guy on me. That’s a fucking heavy one.
He’s got a head. He’s got a head.
And I broke his head, and he came up again, and his mouth was murmured. I’m sorry.
My heart beats me.
I threw him on the sofa in the lobby and I wanted to get help.
And then he pulled me out of the way and grabbed me from behind: “Don’t go.” I’m sorry.
Summer clothing is thin, hot body-to-body, full of male hormones, and I can’t stop blushing.
Please stand… your high cold man, okay?
I’m so angry, I can’t help but give him a slap at his face.
I can’t say whether I’m lost or jealous.
I kicked him, I bended down and pointed to his face in front of him, “Oh, you see, who am I?” I’m sorry.
He’s got two seconds to watch, and then he’s gonna smile.
Son of a bitch, so handsome, my heart beats.
He’s usually quite decent, and he’s so drunk.
And the next second he came up and kissed me again.
“It’s a wife.” I’m sorry.
I’m petroified, blushing.
It’s been half a day since I said something.
2.
At the moment, a whisper was coming from the front door.
A few girls were staring, one of them being my undergraduate roommate Lin Lin Lin, who liked Zhang Zhu, everyone knew, but I dared to secretly fall in love with him.
She came over and stood in front of the banner, pointing at my hand and shaking: “You… you… sneaking… and playing cheap…”
The result was that people were pushed away before they finished.
Behind me the gills opened their hands.
In the unbelievably eyes of Lin, he looked at me and said, “Girl, hold.” I’m sorry.
Lin’s face is blue.
Me?
Lin’s coming to help him and says take him home.
He was forced to wave his hands against me, and then he was drunk, and he pulled me out. I’m sorry.
And Lin’s hate is behind us: “When you wake up, you won’t regret it.” I’m sorry.
No way, I helped him out of KTV and tried to call his roommate on his cell phone.
What’s your phone code? I’m sorry.
He came up to me and he said, “My wife’s birthday.” I’m sorry.
How the fuck do I know who your wife is?
“What’s your wife’s phone number? I’m sorry.
He paused and started 135, 135…
Me?
Hsu Qing
When I was about to explode, I was suddenly called after me.
Turning around, I almost died of fear: “Mr. Lee. “My undergraduate teacher, I have a specialty with Jang Chang, and Mr. Lee is also a teacher.
He seems to be a bit sobered, and then he screams, “Mr. Lee. I’m sorry.
He looked at my face, and he smiled, “You’re…”
I tried to push it away and waved, “No, teacher, absolutely not. I’m sorry.
He’ll die if he gets the wrong idea.
In the eyes of the teacher’s doubt, the pitiful and pitiful “wife, paste…”
I’m…
3.
Finally, I had to get him a room.
Throw him on the bed, turn around and leave.
And then I got so sad, and I was like, “Honey, don’t go. I’m sorry.
Damn, I can’t help it.
He also threw up painfully.
Forget it, I took him to the toilet, waited for him to throw up, and helped him wash his mouth. I’m sorry.
Be good and I’d like to rub his hair.
At last, he slept in bed, with a long, thick eyelashes like a brush, five officials deep and beautiful, with red lips on his lips and water, and very pretty and demonic.
I suddenly got a little sad, I fell in love with him so long, he had a girlfriend.
It’s probably the closest I ever had to him.
I turned around and his phone was ringing.
In view of the fact that we still have to explain the situation, I will take it up.
That one looks like his roommate: “Where the fuck have you been, now it’s you?” I’m sorry.
I waited for seconds.
“Where are they?”
I had to say, “He was drunk and I couldn’t get him back to his dorm, so I came to the hotel, just…”
It is important to explain that he must not be misunderstood and that his roommate should come and take care of him.
I’m groggy.
And there he screamed and howled, “Sister-in-law!” I’m sorry.
I said, “What?”
“I’m not…”
I don’t care, I’m crying.
There was no misunderstanding, and I tried to explain, “It was not me who was his girlfriend. I’m sorry.
I was glad he finally believed me, and he started to ask, “Are you a woman?” I’m sorry.
I’m uh-huh.
No, don’t I sound like a woman?
“You’re helping him with KTV tonight?” I’m sorry.
It’s me.
So what?
And then all of a sudden, it started crying again.
I said, “What?”
According to the roommate, a picture of both of us was shared throughout the school, and after a night of drunkenness, Zhang Yi said he was going to find his wife and left.
He’s been single for years. They don’t know where he came from.
4.
When a person is drunk and a person is dangerous, his roommate must not leave him alone.
So, in the morning, I saw the whole space filled with embarrassment when the Zhang Shui bathed out of the bathroom.
Take off his drunkenness, he’s wearing a white T-shirt and long pants, like a prince, with a obnoxious look and a strong sense of oppression.
It’s really hard to imagine that the same person last night was the same person in front of him.
“That’s what I’m leaving first. I’m sorry.
I took the road and got pulled over.
He’s tall, he’s strong, I can’t get away with it.
“What are you running for?” I’m sorry.
I said, “What?”
It’s like…
I’m glamorous.
I can’t believe it.
“What are you doing? I’m sorry.
He sits down slowly and laughs, and says, “It’s my girlfriend and he wants to run away. I’m sorry.
I almost got laughed.
Who’s gonna pull me out of this and call me “wife”?
“Oh, yeah, I don’t remember. I’m sorry.
I hate, “What do you want?” I’m sorry.
He smiled and said, “Yes, my wife.” I’m sorry.
Shit.
5.
It’s killing me.
I’m getting used to talking like that with a drunk Zhuan, but he’s awake.
I was ashamed to drill the earth and he was light as if it was not him who said the word of the wolf.
I was shaking, “Oh, my God, you’re possessed by a monster? I’m sorry.
He looked at me for a moment.
Then Izhiro’s legs were pulled up and his attitude was cold.
“Don’t think about it. I’m just thinking, since there’s been so many misunderstandings, or we’re…
I stopped him.
“We naturally have to explain. I’m sorry.
He looked me in the eye and looked me in the eye and tried to say nothing.
That’s how it works.
I like him, but I’m afraid I’ll have more contact with him, and I’ll like him more.
It was very efficient, and the message was that the night had been saved, to explain.
I came downstairs and met my brother.
I tried to nod my head and he stopped me.
“Hush Green. I’m sorry.
I turned around, and he looked at me, and it seemed like he had a hard time saying, “You’re with Zhang Zhui?” I’m sorry.
I said, “What?”
He was like, “Really? I’m sorry.
“How do you know? I’m sorry.
He says the campus is full of pictures and posts of us.
And, of course, it’s not very good in every respect, and it’s really going to blow up.
I shook my head and said no, but I didn’t notice Li’s eyes were shining.
He said he had an appointment, and he went to dinner with me at night, and when we got there, we looked bad.
6.
It was wearing a black assault jacket, which was more alienated and more visible.
Sitting in the crowd, picking out the right eye.
I don’t know which of his roommates suddenly howled.
Sister-in-law
And then it’s the ghost crying and crying.
“Sister-in-law, someone has finally come to clean up this mess, woo-hoo!”
“At last, there’s no need for a love letter.”
I’ve been looking away from the rest of the crowd, but my face is dark enough to drip.
Yeah, he’s not happy with the public again.
He’s not far next to me, Lin’s hateful looking at me.
On the other side, my God, what’s wrong with Mr. Lee’s happy face?
Zhang Zhu has brought all the witnesses.
I’m actually very disappointed.
His roommate came with his mouth shut and said, “Sister-in-law, sister-in-law…”
I’m sitting next to the stamp, he’s cold.
I came over and asked him, “Do you explain now?” I’m sorry.
He groaned, but his speech was not happy: “So afraid of me, bring someone.” I’m sorry.
That’s when I remembered Lee. When did Cheung-chul notice?
I just totally forgot about him, and I felt guilty, and I laughed at Li Tung at the other table.
And then I saw that Zhang Yi was handing a string to my hand and suddenly took it back.
That’s cheap.
7.
I’m almost ready to eat.
The muscles on his arm are hard.
“Why? I’m sorry.
Don’t we have to explain the misunderstanding?
I’m just saying, “It’s an explanation. I’m sorry.
He said, “Whatever.” I’m sorry.
Shit.
I’ll explain for who. Look at that attitude.
And even though I’m in my heart, there’s a loss of happiness, and I’m assuming that he doesn’t want to explain.
And then the coyote-breathing roommate over there said, “Hey, what are you two talking about?” I’m sorry.
When I looked at him, my roommate was afraid to speak.
But people look at me.
I slowly stood up and opened my hands like a leader: “Listen to me. I’m sorry.
And his companions were hollering and applauding: “Ho, ho, my sister-in-law speaks. I’m sorry.
And I hesitated, “What is it that I am not your sister-in-law?” I’m sorry.
They’re really shocked, their faces are solid and they look at each other.
That’s good. That’s his roommate.
And they said, “Oh, not your sister-in-law, but your sister-in-law.” I’m sorry.
I’m:
The more I explained to them, the further they got, the more they came out.
They’re crying, “O Shifu, don’t abandon our master. It’s not easy for him to take off a single dog in his lifetime.”
I looked for help, and he was sitting there sitting there, looking at me, and he had a little mouth.
Is this my business alone?
I was just staring at him.
Then he smiled, his eyelids bended, his face glowed, and he laughed at me.
Mom, this man is so handsome.
And then the Zhang Zhu came and I couldn’t make it back.
His warm nose just came to his ear, and his low voice just came up.
Li Tung stood up.
He’s so loud that I didn’t hear anything.
Li Tung said, “You are not a girlfriend.” I’m sorry.
People are freezing.
I can feel the stupor around me.
“It’s mine. I’m sorry.
I said, “What?”
I didn’t have time to be shocked, and I was caught in a very dark atmosphere.
It’s scary.
His roommate was afraid to speak.
8.
When I thought he was going to stand up and walk away, he suddenly looked up.
# Look at me straight # I’m sorry.
Of course not.
My mouth was open, and I suddenly said, “Yes, of course. I’m sorry.
Lee Tung to pull me.
In my straight eyes, I was taken away from the barbeque with Lee.
So Li went far away and stopped and said to me: “Do not blame me.” I’m sorry.
Seeing that I did not speak, he continued, “I only see that you explain that for half a day it is useless, so I was impulsive. I’m sorry.
I’m depressed. I’m just having a hard time trying to explain.
I can’t believe I was expecting him to stop me when I got here.
But in fact, for a long time, he didn’t even look at me.
A Ulong, just in time.
“It’s okay. I’m sorry.
We were told by Lee, “There is no good thing for them, so stay away from them.” I’m sorry.
After a few days, I haven’t seen Zhang Yi.
Until the end of the weekend, when he finished his class, he came downstairs and sent me information.
Behind Lee, under the darklight, not far away, I saw at first sight that the back of the crotch was standing there.
Weared a white T-shirt, black pants, long legs, and very nice.
Maybe I’ve been staring at it for too long. Lee Tung followed my eyes.
He asked, “Want to go to him?” I’m sorry.
I’m nervous and I don’t know what to expect.
Just step up.
But suddenly there’s a figure around it.
She smiled and looked at her, and two people were so close, they didn’t know what to say.
I can’t see his face.
I think he’s laughing.
9
I looked at the school lawn scene as if someone else had seen it.
When I met Li Tung again downstairs at night, the people next to me who were pointing at me whispering gossip were pretty noisy.
Just about to say hello to Lee Tung.
“Aah…”
I was suddenly told the past by one person and fell into a warm embrace.
The fragrance of wood is mixed with a light drink.
– What?
There’s more people around.
I have a bad feeling about this.
But look at his eyes, it’s clear. I don’t think he’s drunk.
And then the next second, the Zhubaba looked at me and said, “Honey.”
Holy shit?
Again?
You drink a fake bar.
I knew it, he had a 1-metre-87 high-pressure coming over, and I was busy.
Li Chien helped me to get him out of here, and Zhang Zheng was holding me dead.
LEE CHUNG’s actions became more rude and several red marks were strangulated from his arms.
But he did not realize that he would die and hold me as a guardian of treasures.
I’ve had my eyes all over the place, and I’ve been saying, “What a wife.” I’m sorry.
I couldn’t bear to stop Li Jin: “It’s okay. I’m sorry.
LEE CHUNG looked at me and was so emotional.
We said to Li, “It’s all right. Go ahead. I’ll contact his roommate. I’m sorry.
“But he…”
“It’s okay. I’m sorry.
Li Tung left, and Cheung Tung’s hand did so slowly.
His head was buried in my neck, and he was arched, and his nose was warm and itchy.
I can see deep love and pain in his face.
I don’t know who I think I am.
I think he must like that guy.
I was crying in my eyes, but it wasn’t me.
10,
I called his roommate, and nobody answered.
He tried to send him to the hotel, and he pulled the door.
No way.
I had to lay him down and sleep on his own bed.
We told him: “Sleep on the earth. I’m sorry.
“Sleep in bed.” I’m sorry.
And We bited and warned him: “That is where I sleep. I’m sorry.
After he was drunk, there was a young man who looked at me seriously, and then the chick pecked like a place: “Well, sleep with his wife.” I’m sorry.
I’m…
And I warned him: “I am not.” I’m sorry.
In the last few days, the Zhangxi noded and agreed: “Well.”
I didn’t have time to react.
He smiled at his lips and became a monster, staring at me like he was a beautiful wife. I’m sorry.
I’m…
Could he please stop doing this?
I can’t hold it.
He’s still asleep.
The next morning I woke up and I saw that handsome face in front of her.
Nice skin, beautiful eyes.
However, his arms were on my waist and my legs were on his legs.
Shit.
“Oh, shit…”
I woke up with my screams, rubbed my eyes and looked at me, and it was time to wake up.
I thought he was gonna pop right away.
Who knows when he pulls me in and closes his eyes and goes back to sleep?
He’s not awake yet?
Why is this man’s arm so heavy?
And I warned him, “It’s all right. I’m sorry.
“Are you sober? I’m sorry.
He finally opened his eyes and slowly sat up from his bed.
And it restored the purified face of the cold high spring flower.
I asked him, “Why are you in bed? I’m sorry.
He’d stood up and looked at me with his hair and clothes on.
Laughed, my throat rolled, and said, “It’s true, this time, you’ve come to my house.” I’m sorry.
And then slowly look around my room.
I almost bit my teeth…
Don’t come if you can.
And he bowed down, and drew near, and looked at me, and his eyes were as water, and the sound of the morning was a little dumb, and more tempting.
Please stop.
My heart beats to the eye.
He said, “What will you do next time?” Honey.”
Shit!
11,
Me?
Great.
Good for you.
Who won’t leave?
Who the fuck pitys you.
I was like, “Don’t come back after you’ve got the skills. I’m sorry.
He stood up and laughed, and he was lazy: “I was really good.” I’m sorry.
Speaking of which, he’ll never come again.
It’s gone.
I was so angry to call his roommate to tell him to stop drinking fake wine.
That’s weird. How can you call this time?
When I came back the next night, I looked around and there was no one downstairs.
I don’t know if it’s lost or what.
That’s good. That’s good.
When I got up to the 13th floor, the elevator opened, and a long, unearthed figure appeared.
There’s a faint smell of alcohol in the air.
I’m standing in front of my eyes.
I knew it.
It’s over.
This guy’s drunk again.
So he came over and he said, “Honey, you’re back.” I’m sorry.
What can I do?
We’re just saying, get used to it.
I put him on the couch.
He’s too tall, in my lazy sofa, with long legs everywhere, and looks like he’s suffocating.
I’ll call his roommate. Good.
I keep playing.
20th, that’s it.
And I said, “Here we go again. I’m sorry.
And it’s so much talk, it’s so fake: “Oh, we don’t know. I’m sorry.
I couldn’t help it: “Come and pick it up.” I’m sorry.
It started screaming, “Hey, we’re not at school.”
“What shall we do?”
“Oh, please take him in for another night.” I’m sorry.
I turned my head and I went to see Zhang Yi.
Wait a minute. If I’m not mistaken, is this a smile?
I’m hanging up on the phone and there’s a whisper in there.
They apparently thought the phone was dead and the sound was small, but they could hear it.
“Can this work? I’m sorry.
“Hey, it’s not easy for our brother to drink. I’m sorry.
“I’ll go. The phone’s still on. I’m sorry.
Then he got hung up.
12,
I’m so confused to look at the patch on the couch.
Walk to his feet and kick him in the foot: “Are you really drunk?” I’m sorry.
He was humming a nice new pose.
If I hadn’t found out yet, it would be stupid.
I crouched in front of him, pointing at myself, “Who am I?” I’m sorry.
He raised his hand to touch my face, and his beautiful eyes spread: “Honey, kiss.” I’m sorry.
I was so handsome I almost broke it.
Xu Qingqing, beware and be not compelled by him.
I turned on the phone, and I found a picture of a star, and I put it in front of him, “Who is this?” I’m sorry.
“No, I don’t know.” I’m sorry.
I pointed to the photo of Lin, and I asked him, “Who is this?” I’m sorry.
He had light eyes: “You should know.” I’m sorry.
I looked up the picture of my childhood: “What about this?” I’m sorry.
He had to watch for two seconds, and then he turned his eyelids and laughed, “When I was little, my wife.”
I’ll go, he…
Something’s wrong. Something’s wrong.
People change when they grow up, and pictures of them when they’re young are quite different.
How could he recognize him?
I look at him in my face and I have to say, the five officers are really pretty.
And he murmured, “A good school weed is possessed by a demon…”
And he looked at me like he wanted to see something else through me…
His eyes quickly disappeared, and his face rubbed in my hand, and suddenly he put it on my face.
“Puppet.” I’m sorry.
13,
I’ve got to find the roommates.
Before they spoke, they began to slap their chests, saying, “Sister-in-law, we promise that they will never come to you tonight. I’m sorry.
I want to believe that I’m stupid.
Every time they call, they promise.
However, it’s time to come.
Besides, just make sure tonight, that tomorrow night, after that night?
“What’s his situation?” I’m sorry.
His two roommates looked at each other and said, “Don’t you like it?” I’m sorry.
I… certainly like it, but he likes not me.
When I don’t speak, they get up and say, “Do you really like Li Jin? I’m sorry.
They’re still misunderstanding.
I was trying to solve the problem, but they left me with a problem.
I can’t believe I almost agreed to this proposal.
But.
I said, “He’s drunk every day, and he’s fine. I’m sorry.
Two roommates looked at each other and shut up.
Whatever I ask, they leave me with Zhang Zheng, saying he has a reason to do so, and never abandon him.
Something’s wrong.
When I returned to the room, I looked at a couple of men’s clothes stacked on the couch.
It’s a good time to be here. I haven’t even taken my clothes for days.
To be honest, I can’t believe he’s really drunk every day.
I decided to follow him.
14.
I changed my clothes for a long time, put on my hat, and I followed them quietly.
7 p.m.
He came back from the outside. I followed him. He actually bought a bag of wine from the convenience store.
What an alcoholic.
What’s strange is that normal people don’t have a place to sit and drink?
He was standing by the trash can with his legs and his back straight, and he was wearing a T-shirt.
And then he broke the bottle and poured it over his head.
Drink two cans.
He looked at me on his side, far away, and he couldn’t see his face.
But I saw a deep fall from him.
How could something like that belong to him?
After a moment, I quietly walked away.
I’ll take a few laps. When I get back, the drunk comes back.
The seals are at the door.
The air is light wine.
I walked over, he saw me, walking around and hugging.
And I pushed him away and looked at him with all my heart: “Are you drunk again?” I’m sorry.
He hums and he gets drunk.
Bullshit.
I gave him a big hand in my heart.
Who buys wine and pours it in a trash can every day?
Who drinks two beers and gets drunk?
You’re so drunk now that you’re drinking and walking?
“Okay, come on in. I’m sorry.
Zhang Zheng followed me into the house and I stopped him as soon as I sat down.
Take out the test method I searched online and see if I don’t pierce him.
“And when will you return 100 w? I’m sorry.
He stunned.
I’m laughing. Keep pretending.
Then he came up, less than a centimeter from my nose, and my face was red, and he opened his mouth: “My wife owns mine.” I’m sorry.
Eggs.
And We drew out a piece of paper, and delivered it to him: “This is an ingratitude, sign it.” I’m sorry.
He really signed it.
I’m…
I can’t help it, I’m looking at him, “What’s your bank card code? I’m sorry.
He looked at me for two seconds, suddenly stabbing his lips.
Looks good to me.
And then he slowly pulled out a bank card, and he counted each time:
“This is 9125…”
“This 9152…”
I can’t take it anymore. His innocence gives me a sense of guilt in being the bad guy.
And We stopped him from going on, saying, “Stop, lest I take away all my money.” I’m sorry.
He smiled low and his mouth was vague: “It’s all for his wife. I’m sorry.
I’m…
Then he came to hold me, and his head was buried in his neck, and his voice was soft and soft: “I am also of my wife.” I’m sorry.
Uhh…
We’re just saying it’s not gonna hold.
15,
And at night, I pointed to the floor and warned him: “That is your land, and then dare to crawl to bed, and I will cut you, understand?” I’m sorry.
He’s nodding his head and lying down and pulling the covers.
For a moment, it was a terrible moment and a very guilty feeling.
I haven’t slept all night, I’m so sleepy, I’m gonna strangle myself.
Finally, at 1 a.m., the bed was moving. I fell on my side, and then a warm body was put up, a light wood scent, a strong arms around me.
I was just trying to open my eyes, and suddenly my eyes fell into the warm and wet touch.
My heart starts to jump uncontrollably.
That kiss stayed a long time.
And as soon as the lips were withdrawn, We opened their eyes, and turned them straight to them.
There’s a little bit of a drunk out there.
He’s the one with the brightest eyes.
I’m nervous.
He was caught in the middle of the scene, and he only flashed a little panic.
Then he smiled.
“When did you find it?” I’m sorry.
I hate to bite my teeth. I’m sorry.
I warned him, “Let go of me. I’m sorry.
The smile on his face slowly receded, but I got even tighter.
I repeat, “Let go of me.” I’m sorry.
“Don’t leave me.” I’m sorry.
In my memory, he will always be arrogant and indifferent.
Even if it had been faked, it had never been so fragile.
I almost lost my army in the face of him.
“Do you know who I am? My name is Xu Qingqing. Are you sure it’s me you want? I’m sorry.
He took me to death, as if I was afraid that I would suddenly disappear, and he said, “Ying, Ying, Ying, I love you.” I’m sorry.
Listen, I don’t know why I want to cry.
The first time I held him back, tight.
Whatever’s behind it, this time I’d like to let go.
16,
The next day, Zhang took my hand to a lot of places.
We go camping, skiing, kiteing, mountain climbing, movies…
We went to the playground, and there were so many beautiful little sisters watching him.
After the line, I pulled him to the graffiti place.
“Does not paint?” I’m sorry.
He smiled and he pulled his face over.
I bow my head and hold on to his face.
I don’t know how to draw. I can’t paint and I can laugh.
And when he drew his eyes, and was afraid to hurt him, I had to come closer, and reminded him, “Don’t move. I’m sorry.
He was a good boy until he said, “You have something dirty on your face. I’m sorry.
I want to turn to the mirror and ask, “Where?” I’m sorry.
He came over and thought fast on my lips.
Then he looked up at me and laughed, “Here. I’m sorry.
After all, it’s public, and I have a red face.
I frowned and reminded him, “In broad daylight you…”
His eyes were full of smiles, his face was white, his eyes were white, his eyes were full, and his lips were provoking me: “My wife is not guilty of crime. I’m sorry.
I’m going to remind you, “But in broad daylight…”
He smiled and kissed again.
I’m…
Because of him, all the people around him are starting to get up.
In the end, I hate to paint him so ugly, even the boss lamented, and I destroyed a handsome man like that.
And he looked in the mirror and said, “What a lovely hand, what a beautiful painting. I’m sorry.
I’ll regret it when I take the picture.
There’s no regular two-person photo.
Those days, he’d put me in the arms of a crowd.
He’ll cover me with his wide clothes, and his breath will fill his nose.
He’ll kiss me under the streetlight.
He won’t come to my room alone anyway.
On many occasions, he was well-dressed, but I was able, occasionally, to discover from his eyes a grotesque expectation.
He can look me in the eye, and he’ll slip again.
I pretended I didn’t see it. I laughed so much every day.
I can’t help but think about it once in a while.
Until that day, I finally found the answer.
17,
On my way back alone, Lin stopped me.
She said, “You’re really with her?” I’m sorry.
I went back to her and said, “Is there so much to believe? I’m sorry.
She changed her color: “Do you know why he had to come to you with so many people who liked him?” I’m sorry.
I don’t know, these days, I ask every day.
And like an ostrich, he’s afraid of the answer.
As long as this happiness is real.
Why does he have to approach me?
I went to the apartment near the school. He’s not back yet.
I sat on the couch for a long time.
A long struggle.
Thinking of the last words of Lin, I slowly opened the drawer one by one.
I didn’t find anything.
“You go find one in his room. There’ll be answers. I’ve listened to Lin, and I laugh at myself.
As a result, in the bottom drawer at the end of the bed, there was a red-hot gold diploma.
We didn’t graduate. Who would it be?
Turn it on. It almost makes me breathe.
Same name as me.
Hwang Qing.
But I know it’s not me.
I just went to school, and this man has graduated, and this is her diploma, which he treasures here, almost completely new.
There’s a picture in it.
The picture is followed by a line of words, written in a rosy writing: “The love of life.” I’m sorry.
I’m shaking hands, slowly turning over.
It’s a picture of a girl kissing her.
In the sun’s aftermath, a suspension bridge.
I can’t see what she looks like.
No wonder he’ll take me to that hanger. No wonder he’ll kiss me there.
I see. Because of the name.
The same name, perhaps. Would it be a little similar to this girl?
You think I’m her?
I’m shaking all over my brain, and I don’t know when I’ve been crying.
I see…
I didn’t guess, but when I really knew the answer, I couldn’t breathe like I almost died.
I didn’t know how long it had been until there had been a swirling out of his apartment with almost all my feet in my arms.
18,
That night, I was approached by Cheung.
He knocked on the door for a long time and I didn’t turn on the light.
He said outside: “Cyan, open the door. I know you are in it.” I’m sorry.
“You listen to me, okay? I’m sorry.
He knocked for a long time.
I shed tears in the dark room, and the one he cried out was me?
I can’t cry at the end.
I never opened the door.
Then he left.
When the door opened in the morning, a man suddenly leaned on my lap.
I look down, it’s Zippo.
He didn’t leave. He spent the night at the door.
Right now it’s green, it’s messy, it looks like it’s greasy.
He rises slowly, and the whole man is weak and debilitated, and he looks at me, “Ying-Ying.” I’m sorry.
I turned around to go.
But he held it together.
“Is this funny? I’m sorry.
His voice was a little squeaky: “Cyan.” I’m sorry.
I’d like to cry, and my head is like a hammer, and I laugh, “Maybe you think it’s funny, but I don’t think it’s funny. I’m sorry.
The face is ugly.
He’s not letting go.
I kicked him in the rib.
I’m leaving right away while he’s in pain.
I didn’t think he’d come back. Who knows if Zhang Zheng was coming to me every day?
I had to move.
His roommate called me a lot. I only picked up one.
I want to tell them not to look for me again.
And he said, “It’s a hospital.” I’m sorry.
Because of the cooling, he was wearing a thin T-shirt at my door all night.
Then he had a cold, and he was a strong man, and the little cold was no big deal.
But because he used to drink a lot before, he had a long rest and was getting worse.
I don’t know why, I went to the hospital door, through the window of the ward, where he was lying quietly on the bed, with his side flowing and his lips pale.
Eventually, I didn’t go in.
19,
Li Jin came to me that day.
He said that, in that case, he went to the original place and lost his mind.
He dragged me to KTV and took me to the barbecue.
The boss saw me once, and he said hi.
“How come you’re alone this time?” I’m sorry.
I nod my head and I wonder who else.
The boss started talking to me, “You’ve learned to perform, right? I’m sorry.
I shook my head, “No, the computer. I’m sorry.
The boss noded his head and then he got confused.
“What about your rehearsal? I’m sorry.
I said, “What?”
“Rehearsal … What program?” I’m sorry.
And the boss laughed, and he looked at him like, “Don’t think I can’t see it, you people are rehearsed once a month. I’m sorry.
“That’s an old act. I’m sorry.
“An explanation for a misunderstanding, right? I’m sorry.
The boss speaks with confidence.
I wonder why the boss still knows me.
I suddenly felt a headache.
Walked to the side of the road and suddenly a wave of strong light came and then the sharp brakes started to scream.
I looked at it, and I couldn’t move.
In the line of view, a big truck was heading straight ahead with a large, direct and familiar crowd.
I passed out.
Wake up in the hospital.
The moment I opened my eyes, a fear was killing me.
I was so anxious to shout, and I couldn’t say anything.
The truck went straight to the side of the road, and the people standing there, they were Zhang Yi, Zhang Yi…
Extreme fear surrounds me.
I remember. I remember everything.
20,
The day I graduated, I had a car accident.
After the rescue, the doctor said that my brain was bruised, which affected the memory of the past.
And when they held me in their arms, they said, “It is okay, even if you forget everything.” I’m sorry.
He said, “Even if you don’t remember, I’ll help you remember everything. I’m sorry.
But then I got worse and worse.
I slowly began to forget the past, and, worse still, memory capacity began to decline, which could even affect memory, awareness and even mobility.
As I lost my memory, Zhang Zheng started acting with me.
He’s got his roommate, my roommate, Lin, Li…
At first it worked very well, first, at KTV, I remember.
But soon, I’ll forget again.
And then I remember it slowly.
Every time I remember, in a few days, I forget.
They do it over and over with me.
First time I met him, it was freshman year, and I drank too much, and I blocked him, and then I got misunderstood and cleared up at the barbecue.
In order not to seem strange, we can only drink constantly.
It is not boring to repeat what happened in the past.
And this time, it’s the sixth time.
I remember everything. No other, no one else.
It’s just me.
I’m not a graduate student, I’m a graduate.
But I’ve got a picture of him… before he fainted… no…
My burning tears came out, and I couldn’t wipe them out.
I’m all shaking, turning out of bed and falling down on the ground.
My head is on the ground, my voice is loud, but I can’t feel any pain.
There’s only one thought in my head. Where are you?
I don’t want anything to happen to him.
21 – 21
Qingqing, Qingqing…
Getting familiar with the anxious sound, a big, warm hand begins to wipe my tears.
Then he asked me, “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
It’s a blurry look in the eye.
There’s nothing wrong with him.
And We fell into his arms, and the warm and strong embrace, as it was known, and then I cried even more.
He was a bit restless, and he whispered to me, “Cyan…”
He hugged me tight and tight, and I was here for half a day.
He looked straight at him with his eyes red and swollen, and he looked at me, and he laughed.
He saw it in my eyes.
He held me tight, my head against his chest.
He said, “You remember Qing, I’m sorry.
I nod my head.
Then his head was buried in my neck, with a light wetness.
He cried.
I held him in the head, a little panicking, and I had a nasal sound: “You’re so good at acting, I can’t see a trace of acting.” I’m sorry.
It’s like he’s laughing.
He spoke very nicely, with the play: “But Zhang Joon and them, the show is a big one. I’m sorry.
Zhang Jun, is the most dramatic actor, always a haunted roommate.
I shook my head and said, “It’s okay, I never doubted it. I’m sorry.
The chapter says, “Well, you’re such a liar. I’m sorry.
I laughed.
And I began to explain, “It’s not that there’s no doubt that every time you get drunk, there’s no phone call from your roommate.” I’m sorry.
“They are also miserable, afraid of something, trying to pick up, afraid to do it, and often afraid.” I’m sorry.
22,
Later, we went to see the doctor, and it turned out very well, that the silt had been undetected and perhaps dispersed.
I’m holding my hand tight.
And when he turned his head towards me, he smiled with full eyes, as if he were a star in pieces.
He leaned over and kissed me.
I pushed him, “Where’s the doctor?”
“Don’t worry about me, keep going.” I’m sorry.
It’s only when I can’t breathe.
And he said against our forehead: Let us get married. I’m sorry.
We were supposed to graduate and get married, but later we were delayed because of my accident.
We turned the calendar and found a good day.
I went to see his parents, and I was worried, but they didn’t mind my memory loss at all, but they touched my head and said, “Good boy.” I’m sorry.
We went to my parents’ grave.
I said, “Dad and Mommy, I’m getting married. I’m sorry.
“Uncle and auntie, give me Qing and I will be good to her forever. I’m sorry.
Before the wedding, Lin ran into my room and his hands shook and accused me:
“Shu Qingqing, don’t go too far. I’m sorry.
Zhang Jun is standing next to Zhang Zhuan
“Do you have a heart, or do you hate me? I’m sorry.
Lee Tong says:
“I started with KTV, and I couldn’t really see it, the first time I was beaten up, and then I joined them. I’m sorry.
He said, “He likes you, but because he’s a Zhu Zhong Qing, so I’ll make you all.” I’m sorry.
Li Thong said that by the third time, everyone wanted to give up, only Zhang Zhui, only him, with red eyes, and insistent.
He’s the only one who’ll believe I can remember.
He’s the only one who never gives up on me.
They were all gone, and I pushed the seals into the corner and asked, “How did you convince the school and the teacher?” How much did you drink? How many nights have you been at the door? How many times have you been sick? How many times have I hit…”
I started to choke, my throat was like a wet cotton, sour and swollen, and I couldn’t talk anymore.
How desperate is he? How much has he done?
I finally choked and cried.
“It’s me who’s been beaten, why are you crying?” I’m sorry.
I held him tight and never let go again.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
