3. How to save a scum
How to save a scum.
I like the scum of the last three boats, and I don’t even know who the father is.
I like the scum of the last three boats, and I don’t even know who the father is.
So I decided to save her.
One.
I like a girl. She’s a very common tea shop employee.
Looks so sweet and smiles like two shallow pear vortex.
I fell in love with her at first sight and have since become a regular in the milk and tea shop.
Even learn some ads, buy two bottles of milk tea and leave one on the table, waiting for her to say, “Your milk tea.” I’m sorry.
I’ll say, “No, it’s your milk tea.” I’m sorry.
It’s just such a mean and clumsy way to chase a girl, and there’s no more courage to ask for a phone call and a tweet.
I’m just an ordinary working boy who lives in a city without a home or a car, living in an isolated rental house, with low self-esteem and lack of self-confidence, and who keeps me from being dumped because I can’t afford to date a girl.
So it’s the happiest thing I’ve ever had in my life.
After work, as usual, I squeezed the subway back to her neighborhood, where she worked in a milk and tea shop that was a grocery store with far less traffic than those well-known brands, and I got home at about seven.
There’s not even a guest at the milk and tea shop today.
I was tired, I saw her in the light, and immediately walked with energy. She appears to be a little tedious, and may have seen a shop all day, and tired. I came in front of her.
“Two cups of raw milk tea. I said:
She looked up at me and she said, “I can’t drink milk tea without buying it for me.” I’m sorry.
I’m staying.
“Why? I’m sorry.
“I’m pregnant. She answered me.
I was struck by lightning.
Does she have a boyfriend?
Besides, does she have children?
But look at her face, full of loss and anxiety. She doesn’t want this kid?
I’ve been thinking a lot about it, and I’ve been looking at her face, and I’ve had a heartbreak.
“Can you talk to me?” She looked at me with big eyes, and she asked me with a request.
“Good. I promised to come down.
“I don’t want this kid. She started talking.
I asked, “Why?”
“I don’t know who his father is. She said another one that shocked me.
What does that mean?
“I actually had three boyfriends at the same time. I’m sorry.
Huh?
I didn’t know how to answer.
“I’m not fucking around, I really like the three of them, just… you don’t think I’m that kind of scum, do you? She asked me.
I don’t know if I should shake my head or nod. Three boyfriends? Three boats on your feet?
I look at her and she’s so pure and cute, not the amazing type, but like a sister next door, giving someone the desire to protect, she must have her reasons.
I took my dog’s mind and said, “It’s not bad.”
“Well, sometimes I feel like shit, but I can’t, I can’t say no to those cute boys. She seems to know herself, and she doesn’t bother about it.
I don’t know how to answer.
“I actually think you’re cute, and I can see you like me, but I don’t think you’re doing well, so… She was lying on the table and saying things that I didn’t know was red or angry.
What do you do when you find out you like a slag and she’s so conscious that you can’t look like yourself?
Two.
“Shall I have this baby?” “I can’t respond, I can’t talk about it all day.”
I’m a bit confused and confused to say, “The child is innocent.”
“Yeah! “I’m not young anymore. Don’t look at my baby face, it’s already 26. I’m sorry.
Two years older than me?
Another answer that surprised me.
“But two of them are college students, one of them just graduated and doesn’t seem to be able to raise me or my children. I’m sorry.
I feel like I’m in the middle of something.
“I don’t give them money, but I have to think about children. If I have children, I can’t afford them. I’m sorry.
“You should first identify whose child? I caught the point of answering her.
“Oh, it’s not so sure, it’s two months now, I’ve slept with them for a week or so. I’m sorry.
One, three, five? I feel a little dizzy, and suddenly I feel that my love is not only broken, but that it’s being run over.
“Don’t you think, you do this…” I can’t find a word that doesn’t insult people. I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong? I go out with them, I talk about relationships normally…”
“It’s cheating. It’s not normal. I’m right.
“You don’t understand me. Forget it. It won’t work. She suddenly became impatient and seemed to think I was not a qualified listener.
I’m a little suffocated.
“Go away! My thing, I’ll take care of it myself. No milk tea today. She drove me away with anger.
I open my mouth and I don’t know what to say. I just feel like I’ve been in love with a girl for three months. I shouldn’t be. But what can I do?
That should be what we always say.
Besides, I still don’t know her name.
When I got home, I was a little stale, and I couldn’t seem to turn my head around.
3
I didn’t sleep that night.
I’m not sure if my restless, unsettled mood is broken.
Because I never fell in love.
Life’s first insomnia.
I look at the milk and tea card I left, and I’m going to fill it up, and I’m going to spell it out, and then I’m going to tell people!
As a result, the other party was a senior captain of three boats at the same time.
It’s not at all my level.
The next day, I had no energy all day.
Back from work, I thought it was impossible with her, but I went to the tea shop.
The milk and tea shop is closed.
Maybe she’s on leave to have an abortion!
I want to say.
However, in the following week, not only did the milk and tea shop not open, but instead, the word “store sublet” was added.
She’s not coming.
I look at the milk and tea tastes sweet all the time, and now it’s okay to turn it off, so don’t worry about the diabetes.
I don’t have to miss her anymore.
Nevertheless, every day I leave work, I stay in front of the milk and tea shop, hoping to see the one that once cured me every day, and the smile, which is still imprinted in my mind at this moment.
Her smile, so innocent, why did it end that way?
Why?
What if she treats her feelings so rudely and doesn’t appreciate them?
Why is there such a feeling?
I always ask that, and then, on the grounds that you don’t even know the name of another person, you rebut your own delusions and let yourself leave.
It’s probably a good thing that feelings die in secret.
It would have been hard to find yourself on the fourth ship if she had.
However, the following days I found a boy crouching at the door of a milk and tea shop, at the beginning of which I did not notice, but then I ran down several times at night and found him sitting at the door waiting for someone.
She said her three boyfriends were young and cute.
This guy’s a match!
I can’t help but take a closer look at each other.
What’s so good about a man like that?
I feel like I can practice muscles and hit five at a time.
He also noticed that I looked at him, and he came on his own.
“Hello. Do you know any of the rare milk tea shops? He asked me.
Zongxi?
Her name? I didn’t think I’d hear her name in her boyfriend’s mouth.
“A short, cute girl? I pretended I wasn’t clear and asked deliberately.
“Yes. He immediately nodded his head.
“Not very familiar, just a lot of tea. I’m telling the truth, after all, I didn’t know the name until today.
“Do you know where she went? The baby dog asked.
“I don’t know. You’re looking for her. Who are you?” The milk and tea shop is closed. Maybe you can ask the owner. I asked.
“I’m her boyfriend. If you see her, please tell me. He drew out a note and quickly wrote his contact information.
And he gave me the sign of the Qur’an: “I will take the last bus, and if you meet her, inform her, and I am waiting for her.” I’m sorry.
After that, he left in a hurry with his bag.
I read a note called Sun Soon-hye.
One of the three ships appears to have been abandoned by the rain.
And I have had some sympathy, and I have lost it, and I have had it, but I drank it for three months, and this day I will not know her name.
Fuck!
It’s sad. I’m not in the mood to run. Go home and sleep.
Sun Sun Soon-hee stayed for half a month without waiting for the past.
And I’m beginning to forget about this tea sister, and I’m starting to focus on my job, and I have to work hard to earn money and make myself good, so that the next girl will not have the courage to have a proper conversation.
It’s just that it’s kind of moving, and it doesn’t seem very easy.
It’s when I thought I’d never see the rain again.
She’s in front of me again.
Saturday night at 10:00, I’m in the middle of a nervous canyon. Without a woman, the top score is the best.
A rush knock.
I can only go back to town and run to the door.
Although this is a shared room for five people, my four roommates, almost all of them the Dragons, are busy fighting, so naturally there is no room for college roommates to eat and have fun.
The door was opened, and it was raining at my door with a suitcase in its hand.
She knows where I live. I asked her for milk tea.
She’s a bit of a grumpy, short hair that doesn’t seem to be very smooth, skinny, pitiful.
“Sorry, can you keep me for one night? She looked at me eagerly.
Although I have many questions, I see her in such a pathetic way that she cannot refuse the offer.
I said, “I’m in a rental room. The room is small.
“It’s okay. Just squeeze. She said:
She went into the room, looked at the rentals that were separated, whispered, “Looks crowded. I’m sorry.
“Come in! “I opened my own door, and I didn’t know the others were there, and in order to avoid trouble, I asked her to come in, and there was an agreement when I rented the house, that I couldn’t come back with a different person.
She entered my room.
I’m single, but the room is clean and clean, and it doesn’t smell like it.
The bedroom, a bed of one metre and five widths, a computer table, a closet, a simple configuration, but to accommodate two people, it would appear crowded and her suitcase would be unsettled.
“Put it under the bed first! I said:
She noded her head and gave me the suitcase, and I looked at her belly, flat, and no ups and downs.
She looks at my little room, but she’s quite comfortable, and doesn’t seem to worry about living with men.
I don’t have any crazy ideas at this time, mainly because she suddenly found me and looked like I had nowhere to go, and I was confused, and what happened to her?
4
She had no intention of explaining the situation at all, and she saw that my game was still open and sitting in a chair.
“You’re still hanging up! How about I call you?” She’s already working on the mouse.
I can see that she’s hiding.
But when I put my bags in, I asked, “Well, I promised to take you in, but I’d like you to explain what happened. I’m sorry.
She keeps staring at the screen, a QWERDF, and takes a Timo perfect.
And then he said, “I went to the hospital and beat up the kids, and then the boss tried to close down the shop long ago, and he kept paying me back my salary, running out of money for the operation, and couldn’t afford the rent, and was thrown out.” I’m sorry.
I said, “What about your three boyfriends? Is no one responsible?”
“As soon as I looked, I told them the baby was his, and the answer they gave was that I can’t have the baby now, and I hope I’m out, and I’m a little upset, so I dumped them all. @Ambassah: #Jan25
The answer is different from what I thought. All three are dumped.
“You… what are you going to do? I asked.
“Just find a job and feed yourself. She replied.
“What about your house? I’m sorry.
“I have no home! I am an orphan.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t know how to answer, whether she was spilling off, or whether she lacked some sense, and I looked at her, she was actually very thin and felt a sense of malnutrition.
Is that why she’s an orphan?
“Can you tell me something about you? I asked.
She noded: “What do you want to know? I’m sorry.
I said, “What happened to you in your life, and why? I’m sorry.
“There is nothing to say when my family was poor and sold me, and then bought my foster parents for illegal acts and got caught. I can’t remember where my parents came from, I can’t go back, I’m in an orphanage, I barely grew up, and I left the orphanage to do something to support myself. She replied.
She’s simple, but it hurts. How cruel is it that a little girl is sold by her parents, while the adoptive parents’ families are hit twice, so they feel insecure? It leads to some anti-social and three-view distortion?
I went on to ask, “Why talk about three boyfriends at the same time?” I’m sorry.
“This? It’s just that they want to be happy in time, rather than abandoning it, they want it together. She said:
I feel that only those who have lost hope in life can say it. It is just that those who are emotional do not reject it, which may seem to be an excuse.
She should have hidden a lot of twists or suffering.
“You think it’s hard to live, so that’s all? I asked.
“I feel like my character is like this! And there’s no need to give up what happened when we were kids, so many orphans come out and become useful people for the good of society and lead normal lives. I’m sorry.
I don’t know if she’s spilling or passive.
“I lost. The base exploded and failed to appear on the screen.
She looked down, and her throat was a little stale: “I was five years old when I was sold, but I remember where my house was, but I pretended I didn’t know anything because I knew that I couldn’t go back, maybe next time I was sold.” So from then on, I didn’t believe in home, and never thought I’d start a family with a man. I’m not married, so if I don’t have to be married for the sake of marriage, I don’t have to be in love with a man and a woman! I’m sorry.
“You should be more active. I said:
“I would have killed myself if I hadn’t been active. She said:
I don’t know what to say, you didn’t go through her life’s suffering, how you could feel it, but I feel like I shouldn’t be so scattered.
I touched my pocket, and Sun Soon-hye’s note is still in my wallet. Do you want to tell her there’s actually a boy looking for it?
“This unwanted pregnancy, too, has a lot to think about. It is true that there are things that can’t go wrong, that children are innocent, and you’re right, thinking about yourself is the type of person who can’t afford it, who’s born, who’s not responsible. But when I heard they wanted me to have an abortion, I got angry, so I broke up with them. She said:
I still think the biggest problem is that you don’t even know who the father is, but I didn’t say it.
It’s late.
There’s a girl in the room, and she’s the one I used to have. I have to stay calm.
“It’s too early for you to sleep in your bed,” I said.
“What about you?” She asked.
“Tomorrow on vacation, play games at night, and be tired of sleeping with a chair. I said:
“It’s okay to squeeze. It was the rain.
And I immediately said, “I am not that kind of person, and you may not take it very seriously, but you have already suffered from it, so keep some proper distance from men, not so unprepared, much less casual.” I’m sorry.
She’s been reprimanded by me. She’s a bit of an idiot.
And then he laughed, “O you who were serious!” I’m sorry.
“Can’t you talk to someone who’s not serious? I asked.
She laughed, “It’s true that you should have taken the initiative. I’m sorry.
I was scared: “Don’t hurt me! I’m sorry.
Think of myself with three men and have a woman. I’ll definitely crash.
“Think differently, but I respect you, and thank you for taking me in, and I’ll buy you dinner when I get my money. She said:
“Go to sleep!”
I can see that she should be uncomfortably well, even now with the skill and skill of having an abortion, with no money to pay for her rent, and certainly no money to make up for her body.
She went to bed.
I heard a grunt.
Right away, I think it’s food.
“I went out.” I got up and left.
5
The city has the advantage of finding a lot of places to eat in the middle of the night.
In view of her health, I found some fresh food, some congee and some soup.
She wasn’t asleep when she brought it back.
In my room, the computer table was also a table, and she was eating by the side, a bit fast, apparently really hungry.
Look at her, I feel like I’m all right, because there’s something wrong with feelings, and it has something to do with her life, if it can change…
I had the urge to change her and then be with her.
She looked at me and asked.
“Not really. * I’m going to turn around and start a game *
After full meals, she lay in bed without sleep and looked at me.
I didn’t look back, but I noticed, and I said, “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
“I wonder if I would have a happy life if I had chosen to get married. I’m sorry.
“Surely. I said:
“There are so many divorced families.” She asked.
“As long as two people truly love each other, they can overcome their difficulties and cherish each other. This will last for a long time, even if it doesn’t work at first. I’m sorry.
“What’s your name? She suddenly asked:
I almost hit my head on a keyboard: “Do you dare enter my room without knowing my name?” I’m sorry.
“You have to be proactive. I don’t have to ask. @Ambassah: #Jan25
I’m not blushing, but I don’t want to admit it.
Yuanno. I told her my name.
“My name’s Zen Xiao, you know? I’m sorry.
“Don’t know. I lied.
“Good night. I’m sorry.
“Good night. I’m sorry.
I didn’t do anything, and the next day she woke up at 8 o’clock, and I was lying down on the table, and she was carrying her luggage, squeezing, trying not to bother me, so I left.
But I heard something, opened my eyes and pulled her suitcase.
“I’ll stay here until I can find a job. I said:
“How do you sleep?”
“I’ll buy a blanket. The weather’s fine. I answer.
“Why are you so nice to me?” she asked.
“I can’t see my favorite girl on the street, and I want to see if I can change you. I’ve been thinking all night, and I’ve been on my knees, and I’ve been very serious about this.
“Why change me?”
‘Cause I like you. I’m sorry.
She thought about it for a long time, and she said, “That’s trouble, but I hope you won’t be disappointed.” I’m sorry.
She agreed to accept the change, and I had a bit of eccentricity in my heart, and I went down to the department with her to buy some supplies, so I had to hide it from other roommates, and the others had never returned.
During the day, she went to work, had no education, had no work experience, was difficult to find, and she himself had no job requirements, as long as she was able to eat, eat and earn, and according to her previous work at the milk and tea shop, it was definitely not the type of work she had, but rather the kind of Buddhist institution that had passed through and had little time.
After three days of searching, it was determined that he was a waiter at a restaurant, paid 1,800 a month, but had two meals to keep.
I got a tenant on my side, and I contacted the landlord in January.
We’re getting familiar.
It is not only emotional, but also a type of poor living ability, with no plans for its own money, which is basically a day of daylight with pay.
Her goal is to live one day, to talk in love, to love her, to love her, to come and go.
After a month at work, a boy sent her back, and a boy who had just graduated from high school, I played his face and scared her away.
When the boy left, I returned to my room with some anger and cried out, and came to the roof.
“Didn’t we agree on a change? I asked.
She said: I did not fall in love with him. I’m sorry.
“I told you, men are saying no to you. I’m sorry.
“What are the grounds for refusal? She asked me back.
I choked: “You can’t treat feelings so casually, think hard.” I’m sorry.
“But he’s my type! And I’m single. He’s single. There’s a difference in age, but I can’t object. I’m sorry.
“Yes, but it’s the same as before. You’ll still meet one, like one, and it’s still not love. I’m sorry.
She nodded her head: “I will reject him.” I’m sorry.
I’m relieved.
There’s a pet of his own who suddenly learns to shake hands on instructions.
Why pets? I feel strangely about my metaphors, and the evening sun shines on once-sweet faces, radiant, glamorous, glamorous, deer-like, reaching out to touch her face.
Before her hand came to her face, she asked, “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
I was afraid to go on and stretch out, “Go, eat.” I’m sorry.
“I’ll buy you, and eat Saquor!”
“Yes!”
I don’t know if she can change it, but I’ve become increasingly depressed about her.
I thought I had succeeded in stopping once-sweet suitors, but soon I realized I was wrong.
Six.
It’s rare for me to have an early shift and bring back some fruit from the company’s activities and prepare for the rain.
She went to her restaurant and saw the boy who had sent her home earlier in the shop, laughing at her and acting like she was.
I came out of nowhere, and it was obvious that the rain was unexpected.
It’s complicated. I know I’m jealous, but how am I supposed to be jealous? It’s just that I don’t understand why I’m going to change her. Or am I thinking about what happened before her?
I’m sitting by the road, eating guacamole, and I’m thinking a lot.
There was no precise answer, so I chose silence, and that night, even if it rained on my door, I didn’t care.
I am a man of my own self, and I will not be able to take care of others.
We rarely meet, and under the same roof, like strangers, my work is getting better and better, plus a lot of credit, so I can move out of the house.
A month later, I knocked on the door of the house, wearing a nightgown, headphones, a room that had not been cleaned up, and a smell of oil and salt from the food and air.
“I thought you wouldn’t talk to me anymore. She said:
I went into the room, helped her clean up, and even saw the underwear put away in peace.
After cleaning up, sitting by her bed, without a chair in her room, the only place where she could sit was the bed, where there were many dolls, where she liked dolls, which she had good skills and which were essentially harvests.
I asked, “What about the boy?” I’m sorry.
“Five days later, he wanted to go to bed, and I said I had an abortion, and I didn’t want to leave, and he broke up. She replied.
I’m covering my forehead. Is that any improvement?
“What are the future plans?” I asked.
“Live.” She gave me two words.
I always felt that she was not realistic, that she was out of line, that she was good-looking, that if she was a real piece of shit, she could find men with good conditions, that she could make money out of good color, but she insisted on having to be like each other, and the choice was for young boys.
I think I’m getting older, not her type!
“I’m probably moving away. I said:
Move? Where?
“A little closer to the company, and may not be able to take care of you. I’ll continue.
“I’ll be fine alone. She smiled and said,
For the first time, I understood her smile, which was a disappointment to the world, a submissive, uncompulsive submission to do what she liked until one day she could not live and that ended.
She’s…
Give up your life.
Just an obligation to live.
And suddenly my nose was sore, and I choked, and said, “Can I not be your salvation?” I’m sorry.
She looked me red in the eyes, and was in a little bit of a hurry, and she reached out to me, and said to me with a soft voice: “It is not your fault.” I’m sorry.
I don’t know why I’m crying, maybe because I’m really sure I broke up because I’ve chosen to give up on her.
I wiped my tears and she looked at me and she said, “Can we continue to be friends?” I’m sorry.
“Yes. And I said, “There will be a lot of people in this world who don’t understand you, and I will be your last safe haven, and I will accept you for the rest of my life. I’m sorry.
She laughed, bright and bright.
“Thank you. I’m sorry.
A week later, I moved away.
I also told her about Sun Soon-hye’s visit. She didn’t say anything, just answered “Oh” and I don’t know if she’ll contact Sun-hye.
We’ll meet again and again, and she quit her job at an Internet cafe as a cashier, better paid and easier.
I suggest that she continue her studies, believing that she may have had some wasted life because she did not have enough to learn, and perhaps because she was armed with knowledge.
She reported to an adult college.
And then another boyfriend.
7
I looked at the rain and her new boyfriend.
He’s got yellow hair, earrings, bouquets, a cool feeling, and he’s still young, but he’s driving a Mercedes, feeling rich.
I was just looking for a snack and I didn’t think she’d bring a new boyfriend.
She looked at me, some hostility, some incompetence, a lack of attention to his feelings, and talked to me, saying that reading really gave herself a lot of new ideas and that she had become a cyber-cafe goddess and that she had been asked to make short videos.
Seeing how she’s doing, and there’s a change of direction, I’m sure it’s a lot, but it doesn’t look like much about having a boyfriend.
After dinner, she left in her boyfriend’s car, and this time I didn’t lose my feelings, and since I chose to give up, I’ve come out, and she’s dependent on her feelings and has no confidence in her, and in order to avoid causing her trouble, I think it’s better not to see her again recently.
I had a simple communication with her, but six months later, I was blocked by Yellow Light.
The other side, with four or five people who seemed to be social gangs, stopped me at the door of the company, and I looked at him with some confusion.
“What are you doing? “I’ll stay calm, the security guard is at the door, and I can look for help if they’re not right.
“Come with me?” I’m sorry.
“Where to? What to do?” I asked.
“What nonsense! He said:
“It’s about the rain?” I asked.
“Yes. I’m sorry.
I chose to go with him.
He took me to a remote alley near, and took my collar, warning me, “Be far from the rain, or I will waste you.” I’m sorry.
“I’m just friends with her. I’m sorry.
“We can’t be friends! Understand?”
I look at yellow hair, and he probably found out there were other men, so he started cleaning up the men around him? Once-sweetly, emotional infatuation, encounters a powerful man, and problems arise.
This is clearly the type of person that is before him.
I asked, “Did you really get to know her? I’m sorry.
“I like her. She likes me enough!” I’m sorry.
It’s a little dog with a bit of wildness, but I don’t want to get in trouble, so I agreed to each other’s demands, and it’s a way to defend love.
He didn’t do anything, and the man he brought was a threat, and I didn’t ask what had happened to him, and did he start a multi-person operation?
This natural scum, there’s really no way.
I reduced my contact with her until a month later I received her call for help.
“Help me. I’m sorry.
We believe in three words, and let me leave the company without my clients.
I got to the place where I lived before, where a group of people were stuck outside the house, where the civilian police coordinated, and I ran into the house, where the tenant I met earlier was in the crowd.
“Bitch, what happened? I asked him immediately.
“Yonono, your friend… was caught in bed and the rapist was stabbed by a current boyfriend. I’m sorry.
When I stay, I want to enter, I get stopped by the police, I get a ambulance, I get stabbed and I get arrested by the police.
She saw me in the crowd, lost her eyes and confused, and I had to follow her to the police station, where she was interrogated without any criminal responsibility and released.
I waited for her at the door, and a group of journalists were ready to report, and if she went on the news, she could be completely destroyed, so in the moment she came out, I covered her head with my coat and put her in my arms.
“Get out of here with me, don’t say anything, don’t look up. I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
I took her out of the police gate and got into a taxi and went back to where I live.
She was nervous, sitting in a chair.
I made her a cup of tea.
She looked at me with a cup of tea and said, “How’s Sun Soon-hee?” I’m sorry.
“You’re with him again? I can’t help but ask.
“He found me, said he didn’t care about everything before and wanted to be with me…” she said.
“Does it still feel like it’s okay?” I asked.
She’s head down and she’s uneasy.
“I’ll go over there and help you pack up, and I’ll help you pick a place to live next door.” I’m sorry.
“Hmm. She nodded her head.
There’s only so much I can do.
Then she rose up, and said, “Yonno, I am afraid. I’m sorry.
“It’s not too late to change.” I’m sorry.
“Help me.”
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
I agree again.
I’ll give her a change plan, and when she’s stable, she’ll start.
This time, the client was left behind, the company took over and the monthly bonus was confiscated.
Now I’m going to have to make more money.
I didn’t choose to let her live with me, and I was afraid I’d be moved again, so I’d rather spend more money.
I wrote a plan, signed it.
After reading it, she blinked at me and said, “It feels so hard. I’m sorry.
“Do you want to change? I’m sorry.
So she signed the painting and accepted the change in its entirety.
8
Change the first article of the plan.
No love for two years.
This is the core, and she has to stay away from her emotions or the plan cannot be implemented.
Second, finding a suitable job, and I don’t think she’s going to be able to show her face, and it’s too easy for her to show up, and it’s just live, so I’m going to let her play live for a while and see if she can make money.
The third is to complete correspondence education and replace it with an online course, which I will regularly conduct.
The fourth is to exercise every morning and every evening and to run with her.
Article V: Learning to clean and clean up, the room must not be dirty.
Article VI, a book must be read every week, both at home and abroad.
Article 7 – Learning to write journals and record changes every day.
Article 8 provides for the psychological rehabilitation of a psychiatrist.
Her emotional outlook is absolutely linked to the experience of her life, so it is necessary.
Although she found it difficult, she did it all the way, and I was not sure if she could make a real difference, but at least life was getting better.
She was given to live first in order to hide in the virtual world for a while. The damage to Sun Soon-hee by Huang-gwang has had a great impact, and although journalists were avoided, the whole matter was dug up.
Some of the things that had been sorely stabbing out of the mind, she was likely to suffer social bullying if she continued to work outside.
It will take some time, two years to cover all the content, and two years to complete her correspondence, so I decided on two years to ban dating.
Unsurprisingly, it was on the air.
She’s got a ten thousand-digit monthly live contract, and she’s all over me. It just makes me even more surprised that she’s going to make all the money that she’s going to give me, and that’s only 3,000 a month.
“Money, you should keep it yourself. “I didn’t say yes. This month’s salary is equivalent to six months, but I didn’t have a choice.
“I can’t keep the money. @Ambassah: #Jan25
“I am not entitled to the money. And I said, “Now, I’m gonna add one to you, and I’m gonna make a plan for myself, and I’m gonna buy a house in two years. I’m sorry.
“What for?”
“Two years later, you’re almost 30. I remind you, “You’re not married, you don’t have a clear life goal, and in the short term you set a target for the next house, and you’re giving life a boost. I’m sorry.
“Okay!”
For now, making her live is the right choice.
It’s just red, yes or no, it’s only been live for six months, and there’s a lot of powder that exposes her past, and I just let her choose to stop.
There must be someone behind this, without a broker or a contracting firm, who once had one-size-fits-all, live market fire, capital entry, and all sorts of means, and it’s hard to survive when it’s all over.
There’s even a connection to the black material, but it’s three years’ contract, and they’re seven.
And We turned away from her, and she was so pure, in this increasingly chaotic circle, that she would find it difficult to escape. Fortunately, she does not pursue money on her own and does not care how much she earns.
But working at home, it seemed to fit her well, not on the air, I had her re-recording sound, her voice was very good, and some sound novels, radio writings, were very attractive and could still be in the tens of thousands a month.
I have to say, she’s one of God’s favorites, with many novels and one of her own, and even though he’s the boss who falls in love with my type, the result is in six digits.
Seeing as she earns money, I’m a bit of a fool, and I can’t even get paid for my own work.
I gotta think about jumping.
One year later, after having had no time for my supervision, I had no time to run, and she insisted every day that she would type in the morning, taped in the afternoon, studied in the evening, was fully booked every day, and if I saw her free, I would arrange for something new for her.
Like a driver’s license. Two months for a book.
Or to study baking and get a professional certificate from the noodle teacher for three months.
Learn a clip, a month later, to harvest 50,000 fans at b station…
Over the past two and a half years, I’ve become more obstinate, and I’ve been more and more successful, and the whole human being has changed from a widow to a goddess.
I don’t know if I should say I’m a success or a failure.
On Sunday, she asked me to go to the pet market to choose a pet, and naturally I proposed that her correspondence course be completed and her undergraduate diploma be awarded.
So I let her learn to look after a pet, and she chose to agree without a vote.
We made a choice between the two, she turned to the other, like herself. I think gold hair is better suited for people to grow up.
Eventually she chose to listen to me and a little blond hair, and the little one was very good and followed the new owner home.
I sensed in her name that she had a future in her life, and in that name, what she felt during that time was in return.
In the afternoon, I began to look for new rentals by myself, and the company had fallen for half a year, had been unable to sustain, had not been paid for three months, and could not live in the current house.
I’m going to change the lease, but I can’t believe that for more than a year, the prices of the whole city have risen so much that several places are not satisfactory unless I leave the area, but if I live far away, supervision has become difficult.
I always felt like she was right to describe herself. I don’t know what I feel for her, but I’m sure I can’t throw my hand out now, two years, and I can’t stop early at a discount.
9
“Let’s live together! I’m sorry.
She came to me for dinner, ate me for a few days, and forgot to eat the chicken wings of Coke, and she became so good after she was serious.
I almost bit my tongue.
“What are you talking about? “I’ve deliberately set my face up.
“I see you’re looking at the room, and it’s been a long time since you’ve been eating cheap food like noodles. “I’m not stupid. I’m sorry.
I touched my nose and said, “I’m a big man. It’s no big deal to be rough. The company’s not working. I’ll change the company, and I’ll get better.” I’m sorry.
“Is it because of me? Shouldn’t you have quit already? To take care of me, you chose to stay? I’m sorry.
I didn’t answer.
“We are friends, and without your help, I should have been in a state of confusion, and now you need help, and I can’t ignore it. She’s serious.
It’s just that when I heard “we’re friends”, I was so upset. Did I really want to be friends?
“Don’t worry about it. I’ll get better when I get back to work. I’m sorry.
After I finished, I ran away from her home.
Walking in the streets, there was an incomprehensible depression. Love at first sight was her. She was the one who lived in love for so long that she could remember. The woman was a bottle of poison that kept me holding up and drinking.
I got a new job, borrowed a thousand from my friends, spent a month. I’m relieved that the new company’s environment is good, that it’s growing, that it gets 9,000 in the first month.
We met twice this month, at least one month since the change plan was made.
I was concerned about the laxity of the month and the return of her to the past, so I immediately intended to look into the situation.
At the door of the house, she heard her conversation with a man.
“I like you. Marry me! I’m sorry.
“I’m touched, I promise you. I’m sorry.
What if I get hit by lightning?
You proposed?
And the unmarried once said yes.
I turn around slowly, and I’m bitter in my face, and suddenly I feel like I’m failing.
When I got drunk that night, and then I saw the rain came in front of me, and I couldn’t help but hold her in my arms until I lost consciousness…
The headaches, the hangovers, and I sleep until midday, so it’s weekends, or I feel like something’s going on.
I found it wrong with my forehead. This is not my room. The smell of the bed is so familiar.
I suddenly realized that this was a beautiful room? Didn’t that memory last night when you got drunk?
I don’t know what to do.
There’s a conversation outside the room.
“No, why did you leave me? I’m sorry.
“You cheated first. I can’t forgive you. I’m sorry.
Wait?
You only proposed last night. What’s the rhythm? She’s the same again? You’re not gonna change?
I was careful to push the door open, to see who the man with whom the rain had been, but in the hall, all I saw was the rain.
He heard the man’s voice from the sound, and he was reading with the script.
I knew right away that she was recording it.
I’m not ashamed of last night. When I thought of last night holding each other in my arms and crying out loud, I was so hot and I had to put oil on my feet.
Just when I closed the door.
It was raining off my headphone and looking back at me.
“Just walk away?”
“I didn’t say anything weird last night, did I? I’m a little nervous.
“Don’t you remember? I’m sorry.
“Well…”
“Nothing strange. I’m sorry.
“None. “I’m relieved, I have a reason to say, “I have to go. I’m sorry.
I waved and left.
10
Our relationship has come closer.
She’s getting more and more moving, and again she likes to laugh.
Her work had a lot of fans, and she said she liked to talk to them as a penwriter and could talk about a lot of fun.
She’s not alone anymore.
She also began to become meaningful, simple words, encouraging some.
A moving love story that makes her understand that she must respect her feelings.
One day, a day of self-discipline, she found the fun of her life, started to have what she wanted, a new keyboard, or a book that she wanted to read, thought of giving a present to a fan, and some of the fan’s gifts.
I think she’s become a man who doesn’t deserve me.
That’s where fate is.
Two years is over.
Ban on love.
Two years of self-regulating habits have certainly become excellent.
To celebrate her own change, she invited me to a big meal.
It’s been two years since I’ve been on the diary. She handed it to me. Let me see.
But I didn’t open it, I was a little afraid to walk into her real heart.
“Without falling in love, it feels like people are getting better. Thank you. She smiled and said,
We said, “You were too lost to be in love.” I’m sorry.
“I didn’t think I’d be interested in life one day. If it wasn’t for you, I’d still be messing around and getting killed by a man. At the time of his death, he might feel relieved. I’m sorry.
I listened to you quietly.
She went on to say, “I was sold to my foster parents, but they were good to me, but my foster mother was a bad person, and she returned home with all kinds of men, and was found by the foster father.” I’m sorry.
“So this is the shadow of your childhood? I’m sorry.
“The adoptive father killed the adoptive mother, and I watched her die in peace, and there were many strange thoughts in her little head. Is death so peaceful?
“Wasn’t I ever want to live again or die in the hands of someone I like? I’m sorry.
This is the first time that she has completely opened her heart.
I listened to her. It was creepy.
“Thank you. She said again.
It was raining and holding my chin.
I’ve been with her since that time.
She suddenly asked, “You don’t hate me, do you? I’m sorry.
And I said, “What?” I’m sorry.
“Yonono, why do you like me? She was cut with a straight knife.
I bowed my head: “I came to this city with nothing, found a little less than a job, was troubled by the future and had a strange expectation, just to see an ordinary, but amazing girl, and moved.” Most love comes from the first sight. I’m sorry.
“But my behavior, which is scary, is that, although you’re trying to hide something, after all, I’m also on the Internet, and I’ve seen all the stuff I’ve been stabbed with, and I’ve read a lot of reviews. The blogger says:
“That’s someone who doesn’t know you. I rebut that.
It was a rain, but it shook my head: “I feel that if I did something in some of the more open countries, it would not be a shame, but it was wrong to see it. I’m sorry.
Is that a reflection?
I cut the steak and said: “I think I have a problem, knowing that you are a bottle of poison, but I want to try it.” I’m sorry.
Poison? Am I that scary?”
“A normal man should feel terrible. I’m sorry.
“Are you crazy?”
“It should be. I’m sorry.
Silence for a moment.
Her eyes blinked, her long eyelashes flashed, and she smiled, “Do you like me now?” I’m sorry.
Another straight ball.
How?
I picked up a beer on the table and tried to pretend I didn’t hear it.
“How can we start without you?” I’m sorry.
I stopped by the wrong hand and looked at her and said, “Is it okay?” Isn’t it like before?”
“If it was you, I could. But I’m still the one that says I won’t have the idea of getting married in the short term, and it could be long. She said, “I’m not like a lot of girls, and that’s what doctors tell me. She lets me live for myself. I’m sorry.
I like her.
I’m 100% sure.
Or would someone really be willing to spend two years accompanying, encouraging and helping a different person? What I have to do is necessary.
It’s just that I do have a fear of her.
What would I do if I gave everything, and then she started over and over, and she was still a piece of shit?
But she took the initiative.
Can I back off?
“I like you from the first time I saw you. I’m sorry.
“Let’s go out! I’m sorry.
“Yes!”
Having established our relationship, we have not changed much, but we can say that sometimes we can finally sit close to her, we can embrace her, we can eat with her very directly.
We haven’t kissed for more than a month, and she says it’s the cleanest relationship she’s ever had in her life, but not the easiest one.
Because she needs to remind herself at all times that she can no longer love others.
As I was busy at work, I couldn’t make my own dinner, so she contracted my dinner, went to her place every day after work, and talked about a little bit of life and work.
Just after I’m running away, I’ll refuse to spend the night.
Every time I went out, I was crouching in the door, slapping myself in the face, walking through her past, but now I’m scared.
I’ve seen a little play, and it’s also one of my own, and I’ve done a lot to get a married woman, but when a woman divorces to find him, he pushs people away like he’s lost interest.
Am I that psychotic too?
I had doubts about myself, and I decided to go for a psychological consultation, and the doctor just told me that I was just thinking about it.
Yeah! Think about her past.
She came out of the shadow, and my eyes always touched the shadows of the past that she knew.
Eleven.
We finally broke up.
I chose to break up. Because I knew I couldn’t be with her with such love.
Instead of drying, dragging mud with water, it’s better to end sooner.
Being together, even for a short time, actually makes me happy.
She’s clean and calm.
Not that I don’t like it, but I can’t turn into her love.
I seem to be accustomed to the kind of silent guardian and giving, convinced of my love, of the white and flawless Tianshan Snow Lotus, who keeps protecting her, and who, even if there are stains, will try to cure her.
But I can’t pick, what I can’t allow, is my heart.
It’s not like, it’s a stubborn thing.
After the break-up, she said she was going on a trip.
She’s going to walk into the comfort zone and look for herself.
When I asked her where she wanted to go, she said that she would go all over the country for now, and then be able to do it.
I said not to be in one place?
Walking through more places will make you less restless.
That’s her answer.
Three days later, I put her on the plane.
After that, I only saw her in the mobile circle.
She goes to places, leaves a lot of footprints, lots of pictures, she writes a travel book, and I read every one of them, and there’s a record of what happens, and there’s some bad luck, or a story that’s been lied to, and that worries her.
But I can see her real freedom from word to word.
After a year apart from her, I arranged for a date at home, met a girl, gradually established a relationship with her and set a marriage date.
I’ll start my life too.
It took me more than two years to change a “scum girl,” which makes more sense than if I had a big contract at work, making more money.
What she lacks is only one who guides her. From being sold by their biological parents to being caught by the foster father, she had doubts about herself and felt that she should not exist.
That’s why she’s just using simple life as her goal. No effort, no entry, no fight, no noise. It’s all about love, and it’s all about the simplest way of looking at it, so it’s about the “scum” behavior of having a couple of boyfriends together.
Everyone has a different view of love. She made a mistake and took the wrong twice.
It’s good that I chose to pull her out and I didn’t see her go on and on.
Long time ago, I sent her a message telling her I’m getting married next month.
No contact for over a year.
She seconds back to my message.
“What day? I’m sorry.
I told her the exact day.
She said she’d be back.
I didn’t ask much, but I looked forward to seeing her again.
On the day of the wedding, I was very busy, I had a lot of guests, I saw a long head of her on the table, a little dark, and I waved my arms at me.
I spoke softly with my wife and then came to her.
“So handsome, and your wife is beautiful. “Happy wedding, happy.” I’m sorry.
I’m a little emotional, but I’m really able to look at her and smile and thank you for being here. I’m sorry.
“It’s a beautiful dress, but I’ll never wear it again. She said:
“or decided not to marry? I’m sorry.
“It’s nice not to be married if I’m not forced. “Thank you, I found myself and I was free.” I’m sorry.
Yeah!
The reason for the break-up was that I realized that I couldn’t hold her hostage, that she had her worldview, that she was a mature person and that she could not be left with me because she was grateful.
To bind her with so-called love loyalty.
Her life can change because of me, but there’s no need for me to suffer for the rest of my life.
Likewise, I understand that if we were together, there would be many contradictions in the future, such as the fact that she did not want to get married, which would lead to a contradiction between me and my family, and why not to give up, since a good solution cannot be found.
The bride saw me chatting with a beautiful woman, came up with a little smile, grabbed my hand and laughed, and said, “Hello, what is your name?” I’m sorry.
“For a month’s ex-girlfriend. “Hello, you were beautiful.” I’m sorry.
“Hello, Xenia. Nice to meet you, too. “My wife still shakes her hand very much.”
It’s just a strangling on my arm, and I’m still smiling and asking, “Is it?” Why didn’t you mention it? I’m sorry.
I looked at her and said, “It’s complicated, and then I explained to you. I’m sorry.
“I asked you to eat. I couldn’t bring the present directly, but I sent it by air and it’ll be here in a few days. It was the rain.
Look at the wife, she’s smiling, noding, “Okay. There’s plenty of folks to thank! I’m sorry.
I went to the other table with Shelsea.
To the wine, she whispered to me, “The ex-girlfriend also called.” Don’t tell me?”
I asked.
“Look at the way you look at her, it feels wrong. I’m sorry.
“Don’t worry about me and her. I said:
“Do you believe what a man says? I’m sorry.
“If you had dinner with her, you wouldn’t have that suspicion. I said:
“Huh! * And then he smiled and talked to his friends *
She was busy getting married, and she didn’t know when she left.
12
Me and Shashia saw the rain at the restaurant.
After a few days, a little white came back, a little more beautiful.
And I told Shesya something before, and she was not convinced, and I saved a scum.
It’s basically a conversation between Xenia and Zenia.
Once upon a time it was nothing to hide from the past and to admit it.
“Your husband was a very good man, and he broke up with me for the first time in my life. She smiled and said,
“Why weren’t you guys together? “It’s hard to believe that this is not the case.”
“Do you want us to be together? I’m sorry.
“You paid for a woman for more than two years and didn’t ask for anything? I’m sorry.
“It’s not nothing. It’s more important than love. I answer.
“In fact, I feel more like a relative to him. “I’ve been abandoned since I was a child, and it’s his insistence that brings me back to life.” I’m sorry.
“He’s a good man, and it’s been a long time since he’s been with you for over two years, and it’s only been a year since I married him. @saia: I’m sorry.
“You don’t need me to save it. * I’m luttering *
“Is it particularly regrettable not to be with her?” she asks.
I shook my head in front of the Lord, and I answered solemnly: “There may be a lot to regret together, but now I feel good. I’m sorry.
“Don’t worry about my feelings.” I’m sorry.
Shesia looked at me and said with confidence, “I think I can still hold on to him.” I’m sorry.
And that’s what they’re talking about.
After the conversation, the rain gave us a gift, a pair of jade instruments, a dragon and a phoenix.
Over the years, she made a lot of money by writing a book.
It’s like she’s a self-taught genius after I’ve told her about her, easily reversing her life.
She then continued her journey.
Me and Shesia started a new marriage, and she and Shexia became friends with each other, often even seeing their phone videos, and even promised to go to the plateau in a month.
I can’t help but wonder, “Is it not that you girls should be the most annoying kind of person in your eyes?” I’m sorry.
“You can actually take a closer look at the TV shows, and each of the leading women is in love, and they can stand up to it. Why can’t a poor girl feel sympathy for her fault? I’m sorry.
“According to an abortion, cheating, an actual boyfriend stabbing an ex-girlfriend. I’m sorry.
“That’s all you care about, so you’re not with her? I’m sorry.
And I said, “There are a number of reasons, mainly because I don’t want to make myself like a special piece of shit, so I’m so emotional that I can turn her into a good person, and when she’s so good, she doesn’t feel good enough.” I’m sorry.
Sheshia turned her eyes: “You are also a strange person. So she can’t be with each other? It took time for me to agree to marry you. I’m sorry.
I’m out of hand.
“For a month, I tried to go out with him, but I felt uncomfortable. I said:
“Why are you not comfortable?” Is it true you like scum? I’m sorry.
“It’s not… it’s not clear. I said:
“There are many things I can feel, and there are things I can’t understand, but don’t you think it’s admirable that she’s spilling off now? I’m sorry.
I didn’t talk to her too much, and my wife and I moved on from both sides.
Most of the world’s love is flat, but I’m afraid that when I’m with her, I’ll let her down, and I know that there are problems that I can’t solve in the future, so I’ll let her go and find me.
Today she is gentle talking to the world.
I couldn’t be her other half, but I didn’t regret it.
Sometimes it is necessary to follow a rational choice, not blindly by emotion, and marriage cannot afford to be tested.
Many people, in fact, are confused about their feelings, and some of them feel that one of them is capable of compromise, that one of them can withstand some of the other’s shortcomings, and that one of them even feels generous and not accounting.
The conflict that can slowly accumulate between the two individuals will detonate the mine that was buried.
The explosion could only end with a divorce.
It’s a fate I met with the rain.
I like her. It’s my responsibility.
So I changed her, half to try to save her, and the other half to do what I wanted, not to be too sad.
Actually, she’s more of the last to save herself.
I think about it, it’s not really helping much, it’s just giving her some right values.
Don’t be negative to others, don’t be negative to yourself.
Love life, cherish love.
Be a man worthy of his own, worthy of every emotion.
End
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
