15. How can Moonsoo
What’s going on?
Love rises with the wind: with your twilight and four seasons
Four years after I broke up with Ho Xianyang, my mother married his father and we became brothers and sisters.
A friendly “four members of the family”, he said 10,000 times better than my girlfriend.
Better than me, more gentle than me, more important than me!
I look, I laugh.
It’s a coincidence that I did the gynaecology surgery the day before yesterday.
I saw him again in the fourth year and twenty-first day of my separation from Ho Xianyang.
At my mom’s triple wedding.
The party room was so big, so many people, I still recognized him.
He became more mature and handsome.
I was unconscious to leave, but my mom pulled me.
I don’t want him to notice me, but it’s a coincidence. Ho Xianyang turned back, against me.
His eyes were still so pretty, but the eyes that used to laugh were cold at the moment and my heart was shaking.
My mom smiled and looked at Ho Xianyang and told me something amazing:
“That’s your Uncle Ho’s son. Just got back from abroad. I’m sorry.
Brother?
I’m cracking.
My mother’s stepson, my brother?
We have never met again, and I have thought of thousands and thousands of possibilities.
But the only thing he didn’t think about was that he turned around and became my brother?
I’m just standing there and I can’t digest the fact that my ex-boyfriend became my brother for a while.
Ho Yingyang swirled me and turned his head, bumped into a beautiful glass, a handsome man, and had a nice chat.
I’m suddenly agitated.
I don’t know how I got out of the dining room, but I’m thinking of Ho Xianyang’s calm and indifferent eyes.
No grief, no panic, no panic. Look at me, like a stranger.
I couldn’t stand to lean on a fence and smoked a cigarette.
There’s a big sun outside, the prick’s eye hurts.
My eyes are a little blurry.
Yeah, I should have. How come he doesn’t hate me for leaving him that day?
Besides, he dumped him in that embarrassing way.
He should hate me.
It’s just, I’d rather he hated me than think of me as a stranger.
“No smoking here. I’m sorry.
A low and familiar voice was ringing behind me.
That voice is already in my soul.
I’m a little stiff.
Soon he snapped off his cigarette and turned his head into a smiley face:
“All right, you said no and no. I’m sorry.
Ho Xinyang stood on the steps, and the sun put a golden light on him.
His tie was ripped loose a little, and he was open and impatient.
When he was with him, he never wore a suit and said it would bind his design.
Now look at him in a suit. I’ve never seen him before.
Stand up, shoulder down, legs. Just one stop there, it’s pretty ugly.
He used to answer to me if I told him a soft word.
Now his dark eyes shine with cold light, his thin lips are tight, and he turns away.
He didn’t even want to talk to me about it.
I thought he was coming out after me. I made love to myself.
He’s just like me, out for a breath.
I squeezed the cigarette, I yelled at him:
“How have you been all these years? I’m sorry.
Ho Yingyang seems to have a frozen backside, and there’s no turning back.
“It’s none of your business. I’m sorry.
It’s like he closed the door to me completely.
Cut me off from him.
It became two worlds.
To quote Uncle Shen’s line in The Moon:
He’s cold. I love it.
I was driving, I got a phone call from my best friend Nan, asking me if my jewels were back, and I kept saying I shouldn’t have.
I looked at the co-driver’s delicate bag, wrinkled.
I forgot about it because I met Ho.
Nam, I saw Ho Xianyang. He’s Jung’s stepson. I’m sorry.
There was a surprise scream on the other side of the phone, and I almost hit the front run.
Nam is our matchmaker with Ho Xingyang’s CP guy.
It was because she pulled me to the next east side of Big Face and she fell on my head.
That’s it. It’s dramatic. We’re in love.
Nan was careful to ask me if I haven’t forgotten Ho Xianyang?
For over four years, she’s asked me many times, and I said I forgot.
I thought I really forgot to see him until today.
The thoughts and the pains that have been suppressed in the heart have turned up and become more hot than ever.
I softly uh-uh-uh.
“Ah, ah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. Moon, I’ve got my next novel. You’re going to break the mirror. I’m sorry.
I can’t help laughing. Breaking mirrors again? Easy to say.
But…
My heart tells me I don’t want to give up.
I got out of the car, I sent a tweet, I saw an answer, and I laughed.
He’s still alone.
It was such a coincidence that I saw Ho Yingyang in my head.
He came down from a Land Rover vehicle, grabbed a suit coat, slit his sleeves and showed his white arms.
Seeing me, his narrow eyes are tiny:
“You followed me?”
I was numb for a moment.
Oh, this is his old neighborhood.
God give me the chance. If I don’t, isn’t that stupid?
I ran upside down and raised my hand to say hello.
Who knew his finger accidentally touched his arm and took it back like a electrocution.
I was stunned, and I said:
“Yeah. I’m here specifically for you. I’m sorry.
Ho Yingyang put the suit on his arm and covered the place I touched, like an ink’s eye with ice slag:
“I hate entangled girls. I’m sorry.
I’m not sure.
When I was with him, a girl gave him something to eat, and he said the same without mercy.
Plus the suffix, I have a girlfriend.
At the time, I thought he was handsome.
But when he said that to me, it hurt.
I bit my teeth and shrugged my shoulders:
“I won’t bother you. I’m here to deliver things to my colleagues. I’m sorry.
I can’t say I’m going home or he’ll move because I know him.
He took a look at me with suspicion and turned away.
I followed him behind him, and I watched his back with greed, and my white shirt went into his black pants, and I strangled his strong waist.
– I don’t know when he stopped.
And I hit him in the back of a hard man with a sore nose.
He turned around and looked at me.
The dark parking lot, and his face was shining white, and he was just blowing air.
I looked up and down at his rolling throat, and I couldn’t help but to get closer to him.
When he bowed his head, he almost turned to my nostrils, and the mockery in his eyes was undisguised:
“What? Miss me?”
We were so close that I smelled his white tea.
Atton white tea baths.
I chose it for him.
And when he asked me, my face was hot, and man was light:
“You don’t want to?”
He used to, without me, always take the initiative.
Now, we’re so close, he stands up and his voice is cold:
“Yan Yushu, I repeat, we’re fine. I’m sorry.
He turned and walked away.
Go without mercy.
I stood there and watched him step by step out of my sight.
It’s cold in the parking lot.
I came home, and the first thing I did was run to the balcony and look across the sixth floor. The curtains were open, but the lights were on.
How many times have I stood here and looked forward to the lights on the other side.
But only darkness.
Until now, I saw a blurry shadow of the moving, and thought I was dreaming.
Later, the light in the opposite living room turned off and I turned up in my bedroom.
I put a building model on my bed. It’s in the Accle transparency box.
That’s a three-month model of our wedding house made by Ho Yingyang.
Clothes, baby rooms, study rooms, kitchens, nuanced to wallpaper, floors.
Despite his aggressive character, he was very talented and received several architectural prizes during his university.
The day we broke up, he held a model, his eyes were red:
“You really want to break up?
The moment I nodded, the model fell in front of me.
It’s broken.
Like our feelings.
His heart broke four years ago on the seventh evening.
After he left, I crouched on the floor and picked up a little bit of the pieces of the “marry room.”
Look at the patches on the model, and I’m stuck inside.
That’s our future. I ruined it myself.
Do I deserve to be near him?
I sat in front of the window, and I took out the smoke, the customary dot. Look at that warm bedroom across the building and start walking.
Falling down on the window reflected my face. Short hair, smoke around.
After the break-up, I started smoking on the pretext of working at the hospital and cutting off my long hair.
As many old friends as I’ve seen, I’m sorry you’ve changed so much.
Isn’t it true that I’ve become too much of what Ho Yingyang doesn’t like?
That night, I was lying in a window, staring at the other side, almost all night.
I’m like a pervert, watching Ho Yingyang’s every move.
He wakes up at 7 a.m., exercises downstairs at 7:30, leaves at 8.00 a.m. and returns at 8 p.m.
He was allowed to leave early at work and returned after 8 p.m., deliberately avoiding him.
It’s been a month, and we’ve never seen it again.
But I look at him every night from the window, silent, greedy.
I’m in a better mood every day, and I don’t smoke much.
I’m happy to see him every day, even far away.
Until we meet again as brothers and sisters.
Ms. Cheng, my mother, I learned from my aunt that she had spent her honeymoon and went to her with a jewelry box.
Look at the luxurious villa before me, and I’m in pain.
Honestly, when I was with Ho Xianyang, I only knew his family was a small family.
If it hadn’t been four years ago, I didn’t know his family would be so good.
Ms. Jung saw me with a surprise, but I put the box in her hand and the smile was missing:
“Moon, your mom was mean, I know you were nice to your dad, but you have to think about your mom.”
I’ve heard that for four years, and as soon as we meet, she’ll say that, as if she’s had enough trouble.
I couldn’t stand to just interrupt her:
“You don’t have to give me money, you don’t have to ask my aunt to bring me anything. I don’t need your help. I’m sorry.
The necklace was worth hundreds of thousands, and she asked my sister-in-law to put it on for her wedding.
But she doesn’t know that I didn’t want to go to her wedding, and that day I just went to return her things.
Ms. Jung looks very bad. I can’t see. Turn around.
I didn’t know that Ho Yingyang’s dad was coming down from the second floor.
He’s wearing a middle mountain dress, juya’s got style, he sees me, he smiles and he leaves me.
This is the second time I’ve seen him, so close to him, Ho Xianyang’s profile is very similar to him, except for his eyebrow, his nose and his lips.
Ms. Jung grabbed my wrist and tried so hard to give me the eye and I broke her hand.
I can see that he really wanted me to stay, that he was looking for an excuse.
“Your brother’s going on a blind date and he’s coming home, and we’re having dinner together. I’m sorry.
A blind date?
Fuck, I said he put on a suit again this morning for a date.
I don’t know what I’m thinking. I stayed. Ms. Cheng is happy.
Ho Yingyang came in and saw me, and he stunned and quickly recovered from his face.
Uncle Ho told me to say hello, and he didn’t say “Hello.” I’m sorry.
Pretending to be a stranger?
Okay!
I smiled at him:
“Hello, Brother Xianyang. My name is Yang Moon-suk. I’m sorry.
I look forward to his reaction, and no one knows that he hasn’t changed a bit. He just noded at me and turned on me.
The world is so, the wind and the moon.
Why Ho Yanyang.
Yushu is Yang Yushu.
This poem has our name, he likes it, I like it.
He said I was better than spring wind and moon.
Now he thinks I’m transparent.
The four of us are eating on one table. “A family of four.”
From their father-son relationship, it turns out that father-son relationship is as good as he once told me, as a friend, which envies me.
And I’m with Ms. Jung, and she’s talking to me, and I’m just, uh-huh.
Let her sing alone.
Ms. Cheng is not very well-looking. Why don’t you ask her about her wedding?
The principal’s daughter?
That’s how I know he’s a visiting professor at his school. If he’s got a daughter at the headmaster’s house, how about 20 years less?
But Ho Xingyang, who I know, is not the kind of person who values each other’s home.
The next moment, he took out her cell phone and showed her a smile:
“That girl is a good-looking girl, and the most important thing is a good-looking girl, 10,000 times better than my predecessor, younger than her, cuter than her, simpler than her. I’m sorry.
That’s what he said, but I’m what he said in the words, even though his eyes don’t look at me.
Young, sweet, simple.
One and three!
Why did you do that?
‘Yen and yang, no one is allowed to say what is right and wrong.’ I’m sorry.
Uncle Ho whispered.
Ms. Cheng looks at the picture very carefully, and she looks at it a little bit:
“It’s good to hear your father say the girl is a dancer, and she hasn’t graduated, so she can’t miss it. I’m sorry.
Dance, no graduation.
Huh.
That’s really young.
I was sneaking around and he just Noded, didn’t say yes or no.
His acquiescence already means he’s moved.
I became the lemon.
I’m also interested in putting my head together and trying to see what kind of fairy he is.
At first glance, it’s pretty. Kind of like the hot little flower lately.
Look at the second eye, I laugh.
Hey, isn’t that a coincidence? I made this girl a month ago.
I passed my cell phone to Ho Xianyang and smiled:
“Yoyang has a good eye. The girl is pure, cute, simple. I’m sorry.
His thin lips were down and he looked angry.
Well, see him angry, I’m in a good mood.
After dinner, I left.
To be honest, I kind of regret that he just spoke out of jealousy, and that means that he’s going to a new life, and I shouldn’t have said that.
When I opened the door, Ho Xianyang came out, he took a look at my car and laughed:
“That rich generation is too cheap to give you this car? I’m sorry.
Rich?
He was talking about that thing four years ago?
I took a deep breath: “Ling Feng is acting for me because of my dad…”
He laughed before I finished.
He smiled and I mentioned his voice.
Because he’s smiling, but he’s not smiling.
“Are you going to say that your father is sick, or that your father is out there in debt, and you’ve got a rich two generation to break up with me? I’m sorry.
I’m stuck.
Did he check on me?
He walked two steps, staring straight at me:
“You think I’m a fool? Am I your dog? Throw it away. I’m here with my dad today, and I’m a rich kid. Want to get me back? I’m sorry.
Words like swords into my heart.
Knife and blood.
Is that how he looks at me?
I couldn’t stand it. I couldn’t look him in the eye.
“Sorry about four years ago. I won’t be in front of you any more. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
I was driving, crying like a dog.
I shouldn’t have wanted to see him today because I was greedy.
I’m sorry. I owe him four years.
I don’t think I should drag him down and think he doesn’t have to bear my bad life.
So I broke my heart.
I didn’t think I was wrong about that.
Only four years in the gynaecology and gynaecology have seen a lot of sorrow and sadness and death, and I have finally learned a lesson.
We loved so much, and finally we broke up so badly.
He was really nice to me. I shouldn’t have hurt him that much.
Break up, you can say good-bye.
In the middle of the night, I looked at the lights across the street and my heart broke.
I decided to sell the house.
Four years, he dropped it, and I should let him go.
A week later, I haven’t found a good broker, so I saw something going on at Ho’s house.
It’s like he’s packing. The box is tall.
Did he find me living in this neighborhood and moving away?
At this moment, I clearly realized that he really didn’t want to see me again.
That house full of memories, he doesn’t want it anymore.
At 10:00 that night, the lights across the street were still dark and he was not back.
There’s more and more butts in the ashtray and my eyes are staring right across.
He hasn’t changed his phone number, because I always enter his cell number, and the micromessages and micromessages haven’t changed.
I’d like to call him, pick up several times and put it down.
The lights across are finally on.
I saw him sway into the house and put his head in the couch.
No one moves, no clothes, no curtains.
It’s not like him.
He’s a bit of a blouse. He takes a bath and sleeps any later.
I ran out.
What if he’s just drunk and he’s sick and he has a fever?
I was flailing at his door, and I didn’t think his door would be a password lock.
Press his birthday, no.
My birthday’s not right.
I remember his phone lock code, my birthday plus his birthday.
06181222
The door is open!
I have a feeling I can’t say.
When I came to Ho Xianyang, I smelled wine.
He’s really drunk.
He sleeps well.
I took his shoes off and put his legs on.
The layout of the house was observed silently, and the paintings, the couch covers, the vases, the pillows that I bought were missing.
Looks like he’s really leaving me alone.
But what about the lock code?
I haven’t figured that out yet. I heard him whispering.
I fed him a glass of warm water, sat at his feet and looked at him like a child.
His eyelashes were thick and long, and he fell asleep and covered his cold eyes.
When he was asleep, my favorite was to play with his face.
My hand is a little itchy, and my subconscious reached out to light his eyelashes.
His eyebrows.
His nose tip.
His lip petals.
I miss him so much.
Even if it looks at his face, it seems to miss him more.
If I moved, or he moved, we’d probably never meet again.
My eyes are a little wet.
Ho Yingyang, you’ll be fine later.
I stood up and wanted to go and suddenly my hand was pulled.
He’s got a big hand, I don’t care, and the whole man is in his arms.
His hands around my waist.
I was close to him.
He’s opened his eyes and he’s blinded at me:
The moon. I’m sorry.
A moon and I cried.
He’s just drunk.
Think of me as me.
I want to wake up, he’s even tighter, he’s got a different look, “Don’t move. I’m sorry.
The voice sounds a little dark. My body’s so stiff that I can’t move.
I remember our first kiss. On the seaside of the drums.
My lips are being ripped open.
He’s trying to punish me through this kiss.
I want to push him away and see his red eyes.
As remembering the last time we broke up, he looked at me.
Gradually, I was kissed by the dicey.
And it was at that time that a loud cry woke us up: “What are you doing? I’m sorry.
I looked at Ho Xianyang’s father and Ms. Jung at the door, and there was nothing in his head!
They both look pale and angry.
Ho Yingyang helped me get dressed and get up.
I was on the sofa, thinking of an excuse, who knows, came in a shadow and slapped me in the face.
“How did I raise such a shameless thing? I’m sorry.
I’m wearing a hot cheek and I’m looking at Ms. Jung, who’s burning.
I was a bit confused, but it was embarrassing to be seen kissing.
But now she beats me, and I don’t think so. I stand up and say it out of my mouth:
“Mrs. Cheng, I wasn’t raised for you. I’m not your teacher. I’m sorry.
Ho Jingyang’s father looked me in the eye with an unhappiness and a little contempt.
This familiar look reminds me of the person I’ve had for four years.
I was weak, unconsciously looking towards Ho Yingyang, whose thin lips became a line and seemed very angry.
Yeah, he was so close to his dad. I’m going to say this to my mother, and he won’t like it.
“Yan Yushu, he’s your brother. I’m sorry.
Ms. Chung looked pale and raised her hand again and tried to hit me.
This time I’m ready to stop her fighting.
It’s just that I’m standing in front of a wall.
Ms. Jung’s slap hit Ho Xianyang.
Ms. Chung’s heart is aching, and she’s a bit overwhelmed by her cry for “Yingyang”.
Huh.
It’s so hard to beat a stepson, I feel nothing at all.
That’s my mother-in-law.
Ho Xianyang’s dad looks darker.
Ho Yingyang pulled me back two steps, looking at his father:
“Dad, it’s my fault I’m drunk today, and it’s not her fault I let Yang Yushu take care of me. I’m sorry.
I looked at his broad back and almost shed tears.
He’s still so good.
He’s still unconscious enough to say good things for me.
Ho Xianyang’s father’s eyes were flashing through, restoring his usual gentlery:
“Yoyang, you’re not kids. Don’t mess around. I’m sorry.
After that, he went out with Ms. Chung in his arms.
Uncle Ho was amazing. He didn’t say a word about what just happened.
Quiet in the house. I suddenly felt I shouldn’t have come tonight.
It was my urge.
I was afraid that he would ask me why I was here, afraid to look up and say “sorry” and want to go.
As soon as he got to the door, Ho Yingyang grabbed his wrist and looked me in the eye:
“Why didn’t you tell me about your family? I’m sorry.
I stopped.
I didn’t expect him to ask me why I was here, but about me and Ms. Jung.
I earned his hand. It was hard to say:
“There’s nothing to say. I’m sorry.
After that, I turned around and ran.
I know he’s concerned about me and Ms. Chung, but I don’t want him to know much.
When we were together, I knew his parents were divorced, his mother was abroad, and his father was nice to him.
He knew my parents were divorced and my dad was driving, but he loved me.
I always thought we were the same.
We are single-parent families, so we yearn for a happy family.
But I never told him about my mother.
What do I tell him? I have a mother who loves vanity and longs for a good life and hates my father’s mother.
If he knew, he would despise me.
So that day at his house, in front of him and his father, I just showed that I was not very close to Ms. Chung.
No one knows I hate her.
Especially four years ago after my dad left, she turned a blind eye, and I hated her even more.
Today, all I hide is exposed to Ho Yingyang.
I went home and couldn’t sleep, but I got a text from Ho Xianyang:
“Get some rest. I’m sorry.
That is the most kind words that he has spoken to me since we met again.
He gave me a break.
I was so happy with him the previous time that I ignored one of the most important issues.
He’s my brother now. His dad wouldn’t agree.
Fortunately, he doesn’t like me anymore.
He thought it was the past.
I dreamt that he ran behind my back on the sea and that he kissed me.
Thanks for the kiss. Give me a little consolation.
Just, we can’t go back.
The next day I went to work because I was almost up all night, I had a bad head and my brain was rising.
I’m going back to bed. As a result, I was blocked by Ms. Chung as soon as I got out of the office.
Her eyes were red and she didn’t sleep well.
I suddenly had a psychological balance.
But I’ve got a lot worse.
One night, she came to me.
As I expected, as soon as we got to the café, I didn’t even drink, she took a check out of her bag and put it in front of me:
“It’s a million dollars, you quit. I’m sorry.
My mother didn’t see me look bad, she didn’t see me feeling sick, she threw out the check.
That’s ridiculous.
The mother dumped her daughter’s cheque to get her daughter away from her stepson.
I didn’t say anything, I waved for a hot water and looked at her smiling.
She looked at me sad:
“I know why you’re so close to Ho Xianyang, you can’t see me living a good life just to avenge me.” Your father can’t give me the life I want. He’s driving. That’s not what life is. I’m sorry.
She said there were tears in her eyes.
I heard it, I couldn’t help it anymore.
“I know you have the power to live a good life, and you left my dad, who never said you were bad. You haven’t paid me a penny for years, and I don’t need it. I hate it when I asked you four years ago, and you turned a blind eye to my dad. I hate your cold-blooded heart. I’m sorry.
Ms. Cheng’s sad face became whiter than paper, and the mood got so emotional:
“I knew you wanted to ruin my life because you hated me for getting close to Ho. I’m sorry.
I didn’t think she thought so. I laughed.
“Yeah, you didn’t say that on your wedding day, if I had a relationship with Ho, I’d get married, but I look like Ho is good, good, family rich, working, and I’m really his daughter-in-law. I’m sorry.
The more I speak, the worse my face will be.
I thought she’d hit me. I didn’t think she’d put up with it.
She took another check in cold face and put it in front of me:
“There’s two million here. You’re leaving the country. I’d like to see you, too. You’re so good at studying. You’re going abroad for another graduate. Ho Jaeyang just drank too much last night. You’re not a kid anymore. Don’t think the playboy really loves you. He’s gone to the sea with his girlfriend. I’m sorry.
That’s all she said, what she said for my own good, and what she said about Ho Yin-yang’s heart, was to cover up her own heart.
Ho Jingyang’s dad must be upset with her now, and she’s afraid I’ll ruin her rich wife’s life.
I grabbed the check and she thought I was going to take it and she had a happy smile on her face.
But the next minute, I threw those checks in the hot water cup.
I watched Mrs. Jung in cold:
“Ms. Jung, I’m not going abroad, I’m not going to study or study, and it’s none of your business who I’m with. I don’t want me to be with Ho Yanyang. I’m sorry.
I’m going to blow my head off, and I’m going to kill myself.
Ever since I threw the check in the glass, her face was black. The air’s hands have been shaking.
I stood up:
“Don’t come to see me, and don’t ask my aunt to bring me anything. I’m sure Mr. Ho doesn’t want to know about your past. I’m sorry.
She was soft in the chair, and I didn’t think I’d say that.
I didn’t really think I’d say that to her.
Since I accidentally met her at the hospital last year, she’s been in front of me, not to give me anything but to eat with me.
I’m old enough to be a mother.
“You’re not my daughter anymore. I’m sorry.
I heard her, and I didn’t even say “I’m not your daughter anymore.” I’m sorry.
Out of the door, my heart was stinging.
I’m not a lucky man.
It’s better to have a mother than not to have a mother.
I miss my dad so much.
I stunned myself out of a café, with heavy head and heavy feet, and when I came down the stairs, I almost fell down, and I was lucky to be held by someone.
When I look up, it’s my school, Rudd. We’re in surgery and we’re in hospital.
He was wearing gold-skinned glasses, with a cup of coffee in his hand, and he had a nice letter, and he was worried:
Dr. Yang? Are you okay? I’m sorry.
I stood up and laughed:
“I didn’t sleep well last night. I’ve taken my medicine and I’m going home to rest. I’m sorry.
The Master of Land is a legend of our parent school, the youngest master of knives.
I know him well at recent hospital meetings.
He’s funny. He’s the one who said so.
He’s also been to our section twice for food.
My colleague also made fun of me and asked me if I was liked by the master and he was after me.
I don’t believe it at all.
He’s famous in our hospital, too.
There are rich girls, women in business, and little stars.
I’m not an onion.
I saw the car keys in my hand.
“You’re driving like this? I’ll take you home. I’m sorry.
I looked up, and my mind was shaking:
“No, Dr. Lu, I can do it. You do it. I’m sorry.
He took the key from me, “I just got off the night shift. I thought you said your house was near our university. My family’s in that direction. I’m sorry.
I put on my seatbelt. I forgot when I told him that.
But someone sent me off.
I fell asleep slowly.
By the time I woke up, I found the car in front of my neighborhood.
I’m still covered in his clothes. My heart’s warm.
He’s looking down at the case.
Very professional!
“Doctor Lu, why didn’t you wake me up? I’m sorry.
I’m kind of funny.
Get me back to sleep.
“Nothing, I’m fine anyway. Which way?”
He dropped the case and started the car again.
I would have wanted him to stop right at the door, but I thought that, if that were the case, it would have been obvious that I would have to leave.
That’s too bad.
I told him to take my car home, he said yes, but he insisted on taking me upstairs, saying he wasn’t comfortable.
The world is so small.
We both got out of the car and the Chief put his coat on my shoulder. I was about to take it off. A familiar figure came.
Ho Yingyang is in a casual dress, and he’s looking down on us.
This time…
Shouldn’t he be out already?
“Who’s Yang Yushu?”
Ho Yingyang looks good and doesn’t get hungover at all.
I’m so upset.
Last night I was the only one who didn’t sleep well.
Now he still looks like I cheated.
“Who are you?” I’m sorry.
The words of the Master of Land have made Ho Xianyang’s face darker.
“You tell him who I am? I’m sorry.
The two are in contrast.
The silent smoke is burning.
I came out of the back of a long lander, and I smiled a little, “Lead, he’s my brother.” I’m sorry.
The Master of Land picked the bulge.
But Ho Yingyang’s mouth is down, and apparently doesn’t like my answer.
I’ll then refer to the Lander Chief, and introduce Ho Xianyang:
“This is my senior, Lubu, head of surgery at our hospital. I’m sorry.
Ho Yingyang hum.
I just didn’t think that Dr. Lu would suddenly add:
“and Dr. Yang’s pursuer.” I’m sorry.
I’m stupid.
Ho Yingyang walked over, pulled my coat off and put it in the arms of the Master of Land:
“I disagree with this suitor. I’m sorry.
I’m still looking at Ho Yanyang.
He always does.
Despotic and hectic.
Back in college, I was chased by a student who played basketball at the gym.
He didn’t just take me to the hospital every day after he found out.
To see our school landscape is to show sovereignty.
Later, he went to the hospital to find the boy to play basketball, and the hit man fell in the water.
The first reaction is to run.
He may not have met anyone like this, but he put on his coat and smiled at me:
What did you say?
I suddenly felt like I needed him to send me back.
Otherwise, I’ll go back on my own.
I put my arm on him, I got a hard heart, I got a smile:
Brother, I was asked to sit at his house. We’ll go. I’m sorry.
After that, I pulled the Chief straight to my building.
Even if I didn’t look back, I could feel the fire in my back.
I know he’s been staring at us.
I’ve been pulling the boss’s arm, going upstairs, pointing to the key to the house.
He opened the door.
Until I got in the door, I was relieved, and I let go of my arm, and I hit my head in the head, and I fell in the eye:
“Sorry, sir, I thought you were a tool. I’m sorry.
The long, gentle smile:
“I’m honored to have you as a tool. Is he your ex?”
Boo!
How did he know?
“It’s obvious he’s too possessive of you. What do you say he’s your brother? I’m sorry.
Dr Lu’s eyes are soft.
It’s easy to look at people like that.
Because it’s comfortable.
I’d have said two words before. I don’t like to bring my personal business to work.
But he just admitted he was after me.
I don’t want to give him hope.
Just nod your head:
“Yes, he was my ex-boyfriend and my brother, and my mother married his father. I’m sorry.
He’s not the kind of big mouth I’ve been able to tell him about these times.
He looked up and apologized to me very quickly:
“Sorry, I shouldn’t have asked you that. It’s your personal business. I’m sorry.
He’s the kind of man I thought he was.
I’ll definitely look at him:
“Lieutenant, I love working with you. I’m sorry.
I hope he understands.
A long, shallow smile:
Because of him? You still love him?
I sure did.
I knew that I still loved Ho Xianyang.
My phone rings at this time.
Look at that phone number, I rang.
It’s Ho Yanyang.
I hung up, he called again and I hung up again.
He hit me over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again.
The master’s eyes seemed to read me, and he said:
“What a disappointment. I thought I had a chance to catch up with you. You’re not feeling well. Get some rest. Are we gonna be friends? I’m sorry.
I’m relieved.
It’s easy talking to mature men.
I mean it:
“Friends of course. Chief, you’ll find a girl better than me. Just drive my car and I’ll get it tomorrow. I’m sorry.
I was laughing at my head, and before I left, I had my head slapped:
“Moon-suk, whether you’re with him or not, be happy later. It’s really nice to laugh at college. I’m sorry.
I’m standing there.
Watch the door shut.
Did you see me at college?
In college, I had affection, love, everything was the best.
Sure smiles good.
I went to the window, looked outside and thought, “This neighborhood really can’t stay.”
Ho Wingyang is not a fool. He’ll doubt it.
I went home to sleep all day, and it wasn’t until I woke up that it was dark.
I was conscious to look across the sixth floor.
Black.
He didn’t come home?
There’s nothing in the fridge. I’m not feeling well. I can’t eat.
Just get out of here.
I just didn’t think I’d see someone who wasn’t.
Ho Yingyang sat at my door and his head was buried in his knees.
I’m stupid.
He really did.
That’s how smart he is.
I didn’t close the door. He heard something. He looked up and he had a wound in his eye.
I’m sorry.
He’s got the wall, he’s got the box in his hand.
“I brought you something to eat. I’m sorry.
Says he’s skilled and crowded into my house.
I was unconscious to stop him, but he added:
“I haven’t eaten all day today. I’m sorry.
I didn’t stop him, and let him in.
I sat down and didn’t talk, just watched him go into the kitchen, like he’d been here many times.
He told me to wait and say the porridge was cold.
I looked at his back in the kitchen and his nose was sore.
He used to be like this, every time we went to his house, if we didn’t have time to cook, we ordered take-out, and every time he brought it back, he went back to the pot and got the extra oil out and said it was bad for his health.
He likes spicy, but sometimes he’s good at feeding.
There’s a meat drop, there’s a lot less oil, and there’s a porridge.
He looked like he was eating, and I couldn’t do it, but I was so greedy about the moment when he was around me, and I was eating with my head down.
The bruise on his face, I’d like to ask what happened.
I don’t think I have anything to do with him right now.
I’m not up yet. He’s ready.
I lit a cigarette, and I can’t think what he came to me for, but only by smoking.
When he came out, he saw me smoke, his eyebrow was like a knife, took my cigarette without saying anything, and cleaned all the smoke and lighters and ashtrays on my table into the trash can.
My hands are shaking.
He sat directly on my tea table and looked at me cold:
“Who taught you how to smoke? What’s that?
I didn’t think he said the first sentence was this.
“What are you doing here? I’m sorry.
Ho Yeung-yang’s eyes are cold:
“Let me see you smoke later. I won’t be polite. I’m sorry.
He pulled a box of good gum out of his pocket and put it in my hand.
I see gum in my hands, a little wood.
That sounds familiar.
He used to smoke when he worked on his drafts, and I found out that that’s what I said, if I ever saw him smoking again, I wouldn’t talk to him again.
He was really afraid I’d leave him alone and quit smoking.
I was afraid he was addicted to smoking and bought some gum to quit smoking.
Things don’t change.
Now it’s his turn to give me gum.
I’m still in a coma, and his hand stretches over, pours out a gum, squeezes my chin and shoves it in my mouth.
I looked at him like a robot.
With sugar in it, I finally reacted, avoiding his hand:
“What do you want? This is my senior’s house. Get out! I’m sorry.
He laughed cold:
“Yan Yushu, I’m not blind. This is your house. No more smoking, you hear me? I’m sorry.
He grabbed my chin again, he looked at me, he looked at me.
I looked at my reflection in his eyes and my heart was emptied.
“Ho Xianyang, it’s none of your business if I don’t smoke. I’m sorry.
“Yes, you’re good, Yang Yushu, you have nothing to do with me. I’m sorry.
He had a fire on his face, stood up and turned around.
I watched him leave behind, empty heart, no fall.
He just left.
That was a free meal.
When he was walking to the door, he turned around and went to the TV cabinet.
That house model was there.
I just recently got it outside.
He took the model, the cold side of the face seemed a little milder, and he didn’t know what to think.
I went over, I reached out.
“Give it back to me.”
Ho Yingyang was holding something, two steps back and his eyes were cold:
“This is what I make, this is my stuff, and I’m taking it with me now. I’m sorry.
No way.
This is my most important thing.
He can’t take it away.
“Ho Jaeyang, you gave me something that was mine. I’m sorry.
I was paranoid looking at him.
He looked up at me, pointed to the model in his hand, and looked down:
“Article 186 of the Contract Law allows the grantee to revoke the gift before the right to the gift is transferred. I’m taking it back now. I’m sorry.
That’s what I said.
On his birthday, I made a glass with my own hands, and then I turned around like a pen.
He’s holding his hand against my thumb.
I was just studying contract law, saying I’d take back the cup.
He kissed me for half a day, said he’d give me so many kisses, and he’d take them back and let me kiss him.
He’s a scoundrel.
Now we’re going back to the model. He did it on purpose.
I looked at him hard:
“You haven’t returned it?”
He shakes his head, lifts his face up, with a little provocation in his eyes:
“No return. I’m sorry.
I lift my feet and he lifts it higher.
I’m one foot, six feet, in front of eight feet, like a little dwarf, and I can’t reach it.
We’ve been arguing for minutes, and I still can’t get to the model.
Look at his smiley eyebrow. I get it. He’s making fun of me.
I couldn’t take it. I stepped on his feet.
“Yan Yushu. I’m sorry.
He’s stinging his teeth and crouching on his feet.
I took the opportunity to take the model and put it in the cupboard, and turned his head, and found him standing up, standing on one foot in a strange position, and that was the one that I was stepping on.
Really?
Am I too heavy?
I’m standing there and I don’t know how to talk.
Apologize or no apology?
He said, “Come and help me.” I’m sorry.
I slowly walked over and just lifted his arm.
He grabbed my waist.
I keep struggling.
That’s when the lights went out.
I’m not moving, he’s not moving.
Look out there, there’s a black-pressure out there, the whole neighborhood is out of power.
“You let me go. I’m sorry.
We hammered Ho’s chest, tough.
He’s holding his head even tighter on my shoulder, like he’s putting me in his body.
I can’t breathe.
We’re close.
But I hammered his back, and I hammered him and I lost my strength.
I smelled all over him.
I know I’m a bitch.
His breath, his breath, always attracted me.
It was the same night he confessed.
That day we went to see a movie, “You the Junior.”
I watched Chen and Xiaobei cry in the movies.
For the first time in the darkness, Ho Xianyang pulled my hand, and I watched our hands laugh.
He took me back to the dorm downstairs and suddenly said:
“I like you and want to give you a good future. I’m sorry.
I remember clearly the tension and shame on his face that night.
So proud that I would be careful to face.
In the moment I nodded, he was happy like a child, holding me like that, going round and round.
That’s when we were so happy.
Thinking about it, I touched his neck and laughed.
Thanks for the night.
He suddenly let me go.
I thought he was leaving.
Who knows, he put me on the wall, put his hands on my head and kissed me so hard.
The night is too dark.
I still saw clearly the fire in his eyes as if I was going to melt.
This time he wasn’t drunk.
Somehow, my eyes are a little high.
He died and grabbed me in the back of the neck, and the kiss was very strong.
I retreated.
He’s moving.
He finally let go of his mouth, and his burning lips fell upon my neck, my earlids.
I had a tremor and my breath began to rush:
“Ying, let go of me. I’m sorry.
I can feel my face burning and spilling all over.
But I felt his hand more in my waist:
The moon. I’m sorry.
He’s too familiar with my body.
So do I.
He hugged me and we both fell on the couch.
Right now.
Call.
I’m so conscious of the light.
The heat in his eyes was undisguised and a little bead on his cold and white skin.
I looked into his eyes and cried out.
I heard him groaning, and my fingers wiped my tears.
“I won’t touch you anymore. I’m sorry.
He stood up and turned his back on me.
I was organizing my clothes and looking at his back, and somehow my heart was filled with an inaccuracies.
“I’m just here to see if you’ve run away again. You should explain to me what happened in four years. I’m sorry.
He didn’t turn around, but his voice was low and I heard it clearly.
I’m so sorry.
He’s afraid of me running?
He left the country when we broke up.
Explain what happened four years ago?
So what if I explain?
He turned around, sat next to me and looked at me:
“Go ahead, I’ll believe anything you say this time. I’m sorry.
My nose was a little sour, my thumb touched my fingertips, grabbed two gums into my mouth, then went to the down window, looked at his reflection in the mirror, and slowly fell into the memory of the past:
“Four years ago, my father had a car accident, hit an old man, it was my father’s fault, the car was broken, the old man broke a leg, my father sold his taxi to pay for the old man, and my father ended up missing. I’m sorry.
A few words, but three months of my life.
My dad was covered in blood, hemorrhaging in his lungs, three broken ribs, lying in cu for three months.
The old man came to my dad’s room every day to make us lose money.
And my dad’s in icu burning money every day.
I can’t, I have to sell the car.
On those days, I stayed in the hospital every day and had to deal with compensation, sleeping three or four hours a day, and the whole person lost 20 pounds.
That’s when I learned to smoke to relieve the pressure.
Finally my dad left.
Ho Jingyang came behind me, leaned on the down window, and looked at me with all the pain:
“So you went to the rich generation to piss me off? Yang Yushu, you’re so mean. I’m sorry.
I’m not mean. Should I leave him to drag him down?
I chewed gum and laughed so hard:
“Yoyang, you didn’t tell me you had a Harvard interview. I’m sorry.
We agreed to go to graduate school together. I went to medical school. He went to their graduate school.
If his mother hadn’t come to me, I wouldn’t know what he’d give up for me.
His home school is 985, but how compared to Harvard’s architecture department.
He’s got talent, he’s got skills to get a meeting.
Everyone knows how to learn art and design. It’s best to go abroad for a few years.
Whether for the purpose of insight or for the purpose of later taking up projects in the country, laypersons have foreign qualifications.
He looked down, looked at me, and he was nervous:
“Moon, I didn’t apply. My mother applied for me. I’m sorry.
Look at him. I laughed:
“I believe you. I know you didn’t apply. It’s over. It’s over. You’re a college professor. I’m a doctor. We’re all doing fine, aren’t we? There’s no need for that. I’m sorry.
He looked at me for a while.
“What about us? What are you gonna do about our relationship? I’m sorry.
We?
My blood seems frozen by his words.
The only thing I fear most from him is that he asked me that question.
That kiss between us was the result of passion.
The house is light, and we’re full-grown social.
Our relationship.
It is now the most complex relationship.
I don’t care what Ms. Chung said, but her words remain in my heart.
She’s come to make me not climb Ho Xianyang.
In fact, it represents Ho Xianyang’s father.
His father won’t let me stay with his son.
His dad was gonna take the money to get me out of the country.
Businessmen think exactly the same thing.
Four years ago, his mother did the same.
I bit the tip of my tongue and the pain gave me a little sense:
“Ho, you’re my brother now. I’m sorry.
He was sure to look at me with no smile:
“You know my sex, my dad is my dad, I am me. Our relationship has nothing to do with them. You don’t have to use that as an excuse. I’m sorry.
Of course I know I used that as an excuse.
He’s not the kind of man who follows the rules.
I’m not a feudalist.
I’m silent.
His hands hold my face, and the light in his eyes almost burns me:
“I’ll give you time to think about it. Moon, I know you still have me in your heart, or you won’t live across my house and you’re waiting for me to come back. I’m back now. You can give me a lot of things. I’m sorry.
I’m so sorry.
He’s so mature now.
Very nice.
I can’t help but say:
“I want to think about our relationship, Ho Yeung, don’t force me. I’m sorry.
I really need to think about it.
“You’re not moving. Your landlord’s phone. I’m sorry.
He looked up and he was excited.
I shook my head.
“You’re not going to go back, are you?”
The smile on his face is gone.
“This is my house. I’m sorry.
He couldn’t believe it. He looked at me and he was so worried.
“You won’t be taking the wrong money at the hospital. I’ll pay you back. I’m sorry.
Ho Yingyang is still Ho Yingyang.
I found out I had a problem, and I had to fill it out first.
My heart is sore,
“After my dad left, my little house was demolished and I bought this house with the demolition money. I’m sorry.
Speaking of which, I think the world is ridiculous.
My dad hasn’t had any luck in his life.
He had heart and lungs problems.
I insisted on selling the house to heal him, saying that if I sold the house, he wouldn’t be saved, and that if I sold the house, he would kill himself.
I know he was trying to leave me the house.
Just when I snuck the house to the agency.
My dad’s gone.
A month after he left, our neighborhood was demolished.
Thanks to my teacher, I went to work in this hospital.
I wanted to get closer to Ho Yingyang and bought a used room here.
He held me in his arms and touched my hair, and the sound of magneticity was on my head:
“You and me, I’ll stay with you. I’m sorry.
After Ho Yingyang left, I sat across the window.
His curtains were closed.
He stood there and waved at me.
Boom, boom.
We’re so far apart.
I saw clearly the smile on his face.
Just like in college.
Every time we went out, he took me downstairs.
He watched me go back to my dorm.
Then he waved his ass at me downstairs.
My roommate told me more than once that Ho Xianyang was a jerk.
I promised him that we would think about our relationship.
If I choose to follow his will, then I will face the oppression of the three mountains.
Ho Xianyang’s father, his mother and Ms. Jung.
There’s only one person left I want to be with.
Can I bear the pressure?
It turns out I can’t take it.
Ho Wingyang’s father’s response I’m not responding.
Because when Ho Xianyang came to my house that day, he sent me to work on time to pick me up from work.
And bring me flowers, food, tea.
We all know I have an ex who wants to get back together.
He didn’t hide his identity at all.
He even went to the chief’s place and sent two bags of sugar.
The surprise he gave me made me feel like I was back in college.
But soon I realized something was wrong.
Because I can’t get the surgery.
Turns out I got first-degree surgery, and now I can’t even get a fourth-degree surgery like a patch.
I went to the chief, who laughed at me that I wasn’t in good shape, that I was in a room, that I was in a good mood, that I could introduce me to a better hospital, that I could do better in the city.
I don’t do surgery. I’m on the floor.
I’m not stupid.
Of course, it’s Ho Xianyang’s father.
He wants me out of here.
I’m not with Ho. He’s already reacted so much.
If we were together, he didn’t know what else to do.
I think it’s time he talked to Ho Xianyang when he came to pick me up.
I’d be a fool to lose my job.
I wasn’t expecting someone to come into my office with a medical number.
I look like a man, pick a frown.
The girl who was with Ho Xingyang.
She was wearing a little fragrance, and she had 50,000 bags, and she was so proud:
“Sister, I want to talk to you. I’m sorry.
Yo-ho.
It’s not good for a little girl to come.
I picked up the disease in her hand and laughed:
“You’re here to review? How’s your body? I’m sorry.
Two words made her look different.
She fell on my desk and looked at me like she was tearing me apart:
“Why didn’t you want to see me because you told him about me? I’m gonna sue you. I’m sorry.
I blinked and pretended to understand:
Miss Willow, I swear by my doctor’s profession, I never told Ho Xianyang about you. I’m sorry.
I didn’t say that.
I just said she was pure and cute.
Little girl hasn’t been beaten by society, little face:
“You look too low on your brother, even if you say so, he’s back from abroad, and he doesn’t care about me having a baby. You’re a fatherless orphan and a motherless orphan. I’m the only one who’s in this business. As soon as he became my husband, he became a famous architect in the country. Uncle Ho and Auntie Jung are on my side, so if you’re interested, leave Brother Sunyang. I’m sorry.
Huh.
What a breath.
I lifted my chin:
“So how much money will Miss Willow give me to get out of here? I hear your dad’s the president of college. He’s probably rich. I’m sorry.
Miss Willow is stunning.
“Miss Yoo is so young that your Aunt Jung can give me 2 million to get me out of Ho Xianyang. I’m sorry.
I’m really bored today, just teasing this little girl.
“You’re greedy, you’re two million, and I’m going to tell your brother Xianyang to see your true face, you vain woman.” I’ve seen women like you a lot. I’m sorry.
She suddenly changed her face and laughed so proudly.
I stunned, reacted, knocked on her bag:
“Oh, you taped it. I’m sorry.
Boom.
What a rich lady.
She just grabbed her bag.
“You’ll have the means to deal with a white flower like you. I give you the chance. You don’t value it yourself. I want Uncle Ho and Brother Sunyang to see your face. I’m sorry.
She thinks she can really scare me.
I took out a gum and chewed it without changing my face:
“As you wish. I’m sorry.
That’s when the door opened. Ho Yingyang’s face is pale and came in.
Miss Liu saw him, little face. But Ho Yingyang came to me:
“Don’t tell me, I heard you, Miss Lew. Dr. Yeung is my girlfriend, and I think it’s too little even if I want 10 million. Our love is worth a fortune. I’m sorry.
I looked at him hard.
I haven’t agreed to make up with him yet.
Miss Willow’s face has changed in an instant.
“Yoyang, she lied to you. I was drunk to get pregnant. I don’t know anything. I’m sorry.
The girl should be in the entertainment business. Look at the show.
Ho Yingyang looked at me for a while to understand what she meant.
I laughed:
Miss Yoo, your brother Xianyang doesn’t even know about you. You’re in a storm. I’m sorry.
Miss Yoo, wait till you understand.
Ho Xianyang didn’t say anything, but he didn’t look good.
He didn’t talk until after I got off duty.
Moon, why didn’t you tell me about Ms. Jung’s money? I’m sorry.
I called my mom Ms. Jung.
He started to yell like that.
I knew he’d ask.
I pretend it doesn’t matter:
“It’s not a big deal. She wants me to leave you. I won’t leave you, I won’t clean her up. I’m sorry.
I don’t know what I’m talking about.
His mouth rose slightly:
“Doing the right thing, our business has nothing to do with her or with my dad. I’m sorry.
At dinner, Ho Xianyang took out his phone and ordered a recording:
“I knew you wanted to ruin my life because you hated me for getting close to Ho. I’m sorry.
“Yeah, you didn’t say that on your wedding day, if I had a relationship with Ho, I’d get married, but I look like Ho is good, good, family rich, working, and I’m really his daughter-in-law. I’m sorry.
Listen here, I’m stupid.
I really didn’t expect Ms. Jung to record it.
She’s a good stepmother, a good mother.
To break me up with Ho Xianyang, he was specially stopped.
Do you believe that?
I took a sip of water and looked straight at him.
“If I believed, I wouldn’t let you listen. I’m sorry.
He asked another question: “How bad are you with your mother?” I’m sorry.
Now that he’s here, I don’t have to hide him.
Tell him about four years ago.
At that time, after I broke up with Ho Xianyang, I went home, alone with my dad.
My aunt and my mom came to the hospital to see me.
I also heard my aunt say my mom got a rich boyfriend.
I really needed money at the time, so I went to her and let her lend me some money.
I borrowed $200,000, and I took out my own property card as collateral.
She couldn’t even look at it, saying that my dad was dead, so don’t pay for it.
He told me to put the car and the house away for my own good.
I kneeled on her knees, and she threw 10,000 bucks at my face.
My dad lived with her for seven years at least, 10 grand?
She just doesn’t have a heart.
She’s got more than 10,000 bags.
I needed the money and took the $10,000.
When I got the demolition money, I gave my aunt 20,000 and she returned it to Ms. Cheng.
It’s like I’m telling someone’s story. It’s peaceful.
It’s more sad than death.
That’s my feelings for Ms. Jung.
Ho Yingyang kept holding my hand, and the warmth of his palms passed on to me, and I laughed at him:
“I’m curious. Why would your father like Miss Jung? I’m sorry.
He shook his head:
“My dad’s not the kind of man who likes beauty, or else he won’t find Miss Jung. All I know is that she was his nurse when he had the heart surgery. Later, my dad went to the hospital regularly, and they got acquainted. I’m sorry.
Oh, Ms. Jung is such a good tool.
He’s looking at me with a serious look:
“When my father and Ms. Jung come back to you, you must tell me not to make me look like a fool three years ago. I’m sorry.
I looked at him for a while and decided to tell him what I can’t do now.
I want to see how he handles our business.
Ho didn’t disappoint me. I don’t know what he told his father.
My operating schedule is coming back soon.
Nan has been asking me if I’ve made up with Ho Xianyang.
I said, wait.
I’m actually waiting for Ho Xianyang’s father’s “call.”
I didn’t think he’d let me go so easily.
I didn’t wait for him. I waited for a letter of suspension.
The director said that a complaint had been sent by the patient ‘ s family, stating that I had leaked the patient ‘ s condition.
This hand looks like Miss Willow’s hand.
Or Miss Willow’s home hand.
That’s a tough move.
I have no proof I didn’t say that.
All she had to do was file a complaint and let the hospital question me.
If the other patients knew about it, I wouldn’t be able to do it again.
One shot!
Skilled and old-fashioned!
I was just going to ask the teacher how to handle it, and I got a call from his father.
Meet me in the tea room. First sentence:
“You’re Yang’s ex? I heard about your hospital. I’ll take care of it for you. I’m sorry.
He told him everything.
I laughed:
“Uncle, your deal is for you to help me with my work, but to leave Ho Xianyang. I’m sorry.
He had a cup of tea, and he didn’t change his face:
“In fact, I like you very much, working hard, knowing what you want. A family like ours, focused on interests. He wanted to learn architecture. I didn’t stop him. He didn’t want to go into my company. But this time he wants to be with you, no. I can’t let the house be a joke. You’re a smart kid. If he becomes a joke to other people, can he do his dream well? I’m sorry.
Big guy is Big guy.
First you like me, then you’ll let me choose.
I’m bored.
That was four years ago.
Four years later.
One is the mother, one is the father.
I can say anything.
I looked up, and I had the courage to look at those smileless eyes, “I’m…”
I’m not finished. The teahouse door was suddenly opened.
“I disagree! I’m sorry.
Ho Xianyang came in, his eyes were red, he grabbed my wrist, pulled me behind him, and looked straight at his father:
“Dad, I’ve been separated from Moon for four years, and if I could forget her, I’d forget. I can’t forget her. I can’t forget her forever. I told you last time, if you’re afraid I’ll embarrass you, you can throw me out, you can have another son, I can change my last name, or I’ll take months to leave the city and never come back. I’m sorry.
I couldn’t believe I looked at him.
I can’t believe he got kicked out of his house for me.
To change your last name.
For me to leave the country.
He’s tied to me.
I can feel his hands sweating.
He’s nervous.
He’s afraid I’ll back off.
Uncle Ho’s face is so tense, he’s so angry.
But now, Ho Xianyang has taken 99 steps.
I’m alone, I’m afraid of nothing.
I’ll never find a man like that again.
I raised our hand, and it was louder:
“Uncle Ho, I’m sorry, I’m with Ho Xianyang. I’m sorry.
“I’ll be with him even without the job. I’m sorry.
“Four years ago, I lost him once, this time as long as he didn’t let go of my hand, I wouldn’t let go. I’m sorry.
Uncle Ho was cold-eyed and shot at me.
Ho Yingyang looked at me like a fool.
I’m excited too.
I’m not afraid of anything.
I just want to be with him.
If he’s not here, I have no such courage.
“Dad, I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
Ho Yingyang held me, bowed to Uncle Ho and took me away.
Ms. Chung stood at the door and looked at me in a complex manner, and she opened her mouth and wanted to say something.
But I thought I didn’t see it. I left with Ho.
That night, I was cooking with Ho Yanyang and celebrating our reunion.
I received a call from the director, who said that my complaint had been dropped and that I should go back to work.
I stopped.
I think Uncle Ho shot it.
But I don’t know what his purpose was.
Ho Yingyang hugged me from behind, put his head on my shoulder and pecked my cheek:
“Whatever he does, you’re fine anyway, but, Moon, can you take a break? I’m sorry.
I got itchy in his ear.
“What for?”
“Go abroad, I want you to meet my mother. I’m sorry.
He kissed me on my lips, both eyes and eyes.
I’m tipping.
See his mother?
“The ugly wife always wants to see her. I’m sorry.
His eyebrows are all smiles.
He’s so happy.
If I don’t go, will he be upset?
Just to see his mom’s attitude, and if his mom doesn’t like me, our relationship’s still grinding.
I did.
He held me around constantly.
Turn around.
Go to my bed.
This night, I barely slept because of someone.
Two days later, we flew to that romantic capital.
Mother Ho Wingyang hasn’t changed a bit, but she’s pretty.
There’s a blond guy around. Looks younger than me and Ho.
She smiled at me, like she didn’t see me. She kept me up.
Until the next day, when I woke up, Ho Jingyang was asleep, and I went down alone.
Ho Xingyang’s mother’s villa is on the beach.
When I came downstairs, I saw her mother drink wine and paint, and she was elegant and comfortable.
It’s exactly the same as Ho Xianyang when he drew the drawings.
What a mother and son.
I bit my lower lip, or I walked to her: “Aunt. I’m sorry.
“I thought you would avoid me. I’m sorry.
She put down her brush and gave me a glass of wine.
“Call me Helen. I’m sorry.
“Thank you. I’m sorry.
I took the glass and sip it.
Because I have to operate, I don’t usually touch alcohol.
You can drink a little now abroad.
She’s lying in a vine chair, smiling at me:
“You can relax a little. I’m not going to apologize for what happened four years ago, and I think I did the right thing. I’m sorry.
I laughed too:
“I know, for me at the time, it was a drag on him. Helen, you as a mother, you did the right thing. I didn’t blame you. It was my fault. I’m sorry.
Every time I think about that thing four years ago, I think I did the right thing, Helen did the wrong thing, and Ho didn’t do the wrong thing.
The only thing wrong is that I did it the wrong way.
Helen hears me and laughs all over:
“I like your awakeness. Being a woman is about being sober. I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
She smiled even more:
“Whatever Jin-gung thinks, I don’t care if you’re with Yang and Yang this time. I’m just asking you to be nice to him later. My son’s for you. I’m sorry.
I’m even more stupid.
She’s so open, I don’t know what to say.
Speaking of Uncle Ho, auntie is so pretty, how can he divorce such a wise woman?
She seemed to see my mind, laughing:
“The father of Yangyang is a merchant, we are a union, I have art in my heart, I have freedom, only money in his heart, but I am not.” I’ll tell you one thing, you listen to me, and you’ll definitely let him go. I’m sorry.
I got past it.
She whispered in my ear.
I’m done listening to her, stupid.
“I say, you’ve been here for years. You can design it here. You can study here. I’m sorry.
Helen’s subject changed in a second.
Ho Yingyang came by and hugged my shoulder and kissed me in the face.
Moon, don’t listen to my mother. I look at you. You stay, we stay, you go home, we go home. I’m sorry.
Helen, after all, he kissed me like that in front of his mother.
“Have a good discussion. I’ll go check on Mike first. I’m sorry.
Helen shrugged and headed for the villa.
“Looks like you talked to my mom. I’m sorry.
Ho Jingyang sat by me and held me in his arms, and his hand touched my cheek.
“Well, your mom’s really good. I’m sorry.
I leaned in his arms and noded my head.
“Did I stop telling you about the check she saw you give me four years ago? I’m sorry.
He lifts my face and smiles at me.
I couldn’t look into his eyes.
“I met her and she didn’t say anything. I confiscated the money. I’m sorry.
When my dad had an accident, she came to see me at the hospital and offered a present to meet my dad.
She gave me the check the other day, but I wanted it for my dad.
But before I talked to her, my dad told me not to take money.
His kiss fell in my eyebrow.
Easy.
His low voice sounded in my ear:
“My mom just told me about this. She said she liked you. After you broke up with me, she felt sorry for you, so she took care of the old lady’s family. I’m sorry.
I’m staying.
No wonder the family asked for 300,000.
I sold the car, only 150,000, and they accepted it.
It’s Helen.
I’m protected too.
My eyes are getting blurred.
“Don’t cry. Tell me what she whispered to you. I saw it. I’m sorry.
Ho Yingyang gently rubbed my tears and deliberately changed the subject.
He mentioned it. I lost my tears.
Get in his ear and learn what his mother just said.
“My mom’s smart, my dad’s got grandchildren from my age, and if we have a baby, my dad’s got to agree. Maybe the baby’s in your belly now. I’m sorry.
Ho Xianyang’s eyes are bright, and his hands touch my belly.
I’m crazy.
He and his mother are really in the head.
What kind of age is this?
After considering it, I chose to stay and study.
Such opportunities are too few.
Ho Yingyang also found a job here to design.
We live slowly, but well.
Ms. Cheng is not well.
She divorced her father.
In our second year abroad.
Later, I heard from my sister-in-law that she was married soon after she returned home.
I waited a while before Ho Yingyang pulled me to sea.
On the day of graduation, Ho Xianyang proposed in public, and I laughed and put on the ring.
The sun is beautiful, even the wind is gentle.
The world is so, the wind and the moon.
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Love rises with the wind: with your twilight and four seasons
Wait.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
