Meet again.

Meet again.

Meet again.

I can’t help it. We’re in love.

Zhou Xianxian outside: harmonica

When my mom left the house with her sister, everything was cleaned up.

Only one harmonica left.

A long time ago, my dad hadn’t cheated, and his family hadn’t become completely different.

My mom would have asked me to sit on the couch with my sister and play the harmonica for us.

Most of those songs were so gentle and euphemismal that I was scared when she pointed her face at me and scolded my family’s garbage bloodline.

“Spring, let’s go.”

She threw me a nasty look and never looked back.

Then I tried to pick up the harmonica, but I couldn’t play the song she was playing.

After she left, Zhou became my nightmare.

I’ve been in the family business for nine years since I was 17.

After becoming the company’s largest shareholder, my dad had to take money from me to raise his wife and kids, and his attitude changed a lot.

Can’t let him love me.

After many years, Cheng Ning and I were in a hotel surrounded by the same blanket, watching Harry Potter.

Harry Potter in the film lives in a groceries room below the stairs, and the dust that falls when someone goes up and down the stairs reminds me of being locked in a closet and strangling every night.

Cheng Ning came across me by accident and said, “Your hand is so cold. I’m sorry.

I opened my mouth and before I could open it, she grabbed my hand and took it from under my dress.

“Come, warm you up. I’m sorry.

The soft, warm touch, like the wind that falls on the spring branch, as if in the blink of an eye, the red cherries were blown.

The light fell into her eyes, and it was watery.

She smiled and kissed me, and she put the iPad screen back on the table, and she put it on the table: “Don’t look at it. I’m sorry.

She always likes to call me by my name, and it’s the most normal, more weird, and it’s all in the wrong nights.

At that time, she used to go to extremes and say and do anything.

I’ll tie my hand with a tie and make me call out the strange names.

It’s gonna hit a nice, strong bow. It’s gonna push me to the limit.

And…

But in the daytime, she’ll revert to the unsavory, like a wrinkled, wrinkled squirrel.

This ambivalent combination of paradoxes has had a strange and deadly attraction for me.

It reminds me of the first time I saw her.

The hotel just informed us of the quarantine and went downstairs to collect supplies.

She was wearing a furry rabbit’s ear pyjamas, and she was in the corner of the elevator.

When the material was received, two little girls were next to her parents, who gave her the only box of yogurt to her sister, who slowly fell behind her face, envied and afraid to cry.

She flipped out her yogurt and took a look at it: “How come it’s this brand? I don’t like it anymore, sweet. I’m sorry.

Then put yogurt on my sister, and say to her in cold face, “You help me with the yogurt that I don’t like.” I’m sorry.

Then the next night I saw her on the balcony next door.

She was still wearing that hairy pyjamas and was on the balcony for a while.

I heard her talking to herself, “Well, good moth milk, I don’t know if it’s coming out tomorrow.”

“Forget it, I can’t rob and drink with a little girl. I’ve grown up. I’m sorry.

Through the glass, I saw her raise her fist, hammer her own heart and take a harmonica out of her pajamas pocket.

I don’t know what she’s going to play and look at her curiously.

And then she blew up the Good Man song.

After the blow, he filmed his hands on the balcony, “The road is not going to be the same, so let’s do it.” It’s been said. There’s no turning back. I’m sorry.

I stood behind the window and watched her hairy back go into the room and disappeared in sight.

Later, we were together.

I accidentally mentioned the harmonica that day, and she took a look at me with shame: “Uh… that’s for fun. I don’t have a lot of music coming out. I’m sorry.

“If you want to hear it, I can blow you a city of the sky. I’m sorry.

The second song she’s playing, it’s not really good.

“How can I be rewarded when my wife and wife play for you?” I’m sorry.

Strangely, after that day, I never dreamt of an unknown harmonica from my childhood, or of a closet that was dark for more than a decade.

I want to marry her.

That was the thought. The hotel was unsealed.

It’s just one night’s work and she’s gone.

I sent her a message, many of them, and she didn’t come back to me for a long time. I’m sorry.

I stayed in place for a moment, and in a second, my dreams of a marriage proposal and a long life ahead, which kept me up all night, were shattered.

I forced myself to calm down and asked her, “Why?” I’m sorry.

She gave me two excuses that seemed to be made up, and then she just hacked me.

I’ve asked someone to look into it, but neither the name Xue Enning nor the address and company she gave me.

I met my sister, and she blew out her new nails and laughed at me: “No one believes in you.” I’m just having fun with my little boyfriends, and I can’t get rid of them if I give them the real information. I’m sorry.

Is that so?

I couldn’t believe it, but I looked at her with a hold of my heart: “Take the diamonds for me.” I’m sorry.

“Someday I’ll find her. I’m sorry.

She turned her white eye: “The old tree is a problem, you don’t have a picture, you can find a ghost.” I’m sorry.

I haven’t seen her again in three years.

Until New Year’s.

A lot of people in the company were having dinner at the show, and I slipped in the car and saw her.

Sitting in the corner, with a tiny bow on his back, he was focused on eating the ribs in his hands.

Looks humble, but we’ve spent two months together day and night, and I can almost sense the boredom in her eyes.

The photo was sent by Cheng Zheng, a new employee of the company several months ago.

If I remember correctly, there’s something wrong with the résumé.

So I asked the address, and pretended to eat there, and drove to it as quickly as possible.

The next second you push the door in, you look at her astonishment.

She grabbed the old tarpaulin bag she had been carrying three years ago and turned around and left: “I suddenly had something to do, I left first. I’m sorry.

“Chunning, come here and sit down! I’m sorry.

The woman who was standing next to her with her cold face had a few things in her eyebrow, probably her mother.

But in her eyes, there’s no love.

And not to mention what you say about me, but you do nothing against her relatives in front of me.

My instincts didn’t go wrong three years ago.

She’s the same person as me.

When she left, I slowly returned to the car, with the light and warm scent of her fingertips, and immediately dragged me back to the warm nights of the past.

There was only a dim light on the head of the bed, and she was breathing up, and she tied her tie and blindfolded me.

Visual deprivation, darkness, and other sensory experiences are amplified indefinitely.

Those vulgar, light and even dirty words spit out of her mouth, more like some sort of depression.

She’s not alone enough. She’s pulling me together.

And when I fell, she fled alone.

I did have a grudge against her, but after the initial hatred, the only thing that came up was to miss.

I dreamt about her a lot, about how many days she sat at the window and wrote about it.

I asked her, and she laughed, “It’s about work, and the company asked me to make a watch. I’m sorry.

And when I first spoke to her, I was a little nervous, but she reached out with her hand, “My name is Sheinen.” I’m sorry.

“Twenty-two years old, working at Springview, a small employee. I’m sorry.

One day the staff bought us a drink, she got a little drunk and suddenly came to kiss me and took out a little box from her pocket.

“In fact, I asked them to help with this. Would you like to join me, huh? I’m sorry.

And suddenly the heart beats, but I was so worried about her eyes,

Worried it was just her moment.

But she raised my face with soft hands, and whispered: “Then fall in love, okay? Very formal. I’m sorry.

This, all the information she told me, is fake.

She never thought I’d have a chance.

As if it were a harmonica that I forgot to take, it was never mine, but it happened that I found it.

But it’s like a dream that’s so deep.

I began to realize that even if I could not find her for life,

I’ll never forget her again.

Fortunately, I’m lucky.

At the moonlight of the night, in the spa of the glass house.

She’s shaking and kissing over.

In all the shatters of water, the familiar touch devours me.

The next day, she finally said she liked me.

After that sentence, I realized that I had always wanted her to put me in her future.

As long as she likes me, I don’t care.

I did my best to find out the dark closet and saw another scarred star.

And though it was dark, it shined on me.

And when I do, I won’t let go.

After marriage: Piano

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That night I slid on the sofa, and I just saw the news of a new car.

It’s a nice color.

Then, the next day, when he had dinner, he said, “I have made a reservation.” I’m sorry.

I bit half the shrimp with my face on my face, “What’s scheduled?” I’m sorry.

He put the crumbs on my plate and said, “Don’t you like the pink Ferrari? There’s a reservation. I’ll use it. I’m sorry.

Millions of things make it as simple as buying coffee.

“Can we go back?” I’m sorry.

“Why did you leave?”

“It’s so arrogant, you don’t know, I’m driving that Paramera to work now, and I’ve been told that she’s been living. Others say I got promoted so fast because I’m the president’s daughter. I’m sorry.

This is ridiculous.

My dad can’t do that.

Last time, he took hundreds of thousands of dollars to let the other side go and promise to settle privately.

Upon return, there was a big fight with my mother, a divorce took place for half a day, and on the day she went to the Civil Administration to obtain a certificate, a car accident cut off a leg.

In order to be cared for, he refused to divorce, so he spent time with my mother.

My mother also tried to come to me for help, so that security was good in the villa and in the company.

As for Cheng Jun.

She ended up in a small company, reaching the age of 30, and married in haste. The man had no skills, blew himself up before marriage and had to live on her thousands of dollars.

Two people argued back and forth 20 times a month, and she returned to her mother ‘ s house every day, and finally, uncle and aunt had to provide them with a monthly pension.

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“Don’t change the subject. I’m sorry.

And I looked at him, and Zhou Zhou was laughing: “Your car has been driving for years, and it’s normal to change it.” I’m sorry.

“We’re making so much money, we’re not going to have kids, we’re not going to spend it on you, are we going to leave it to Cheng’s son?” I’m sorry.

That’s what he said. I felt so right.

So on the weekend off, Zhou Zhou Zhou went shopping.

Before going out, pudding gnawed on my pants and legs, without letting go.

I tried to reason with it, “Baby, Mom can’t really take you out, and the mall won’t let the pet in…”

As a result, Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou went straight to his black face and crouched down: I’m sorry.

“Do you know if you bother someone else on a date, there’ll be no canned food? I’m sorry.

Pudding ignored him, staring at me with sorrow.

So I cast forth the temptation: “When I return, I will bring you two fur bear dolls.” I’m sorry.

It bowed its head for a moment and let it go.

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I smiled and said, “Go and look again.” I’m sorry.

I actually got him a present.

Six years after graduation, I’m finally in a group of millions of dollars a year.

A long time ago, I wanted to deliver something to Zhou Yi.

The car stopped by the downtown commercial street, and I pulled Zhou Zhou to the skp floor, picked him a watch, bought shoes, and then turned to the instrument store across the street.

I hired a good band in advance and was waiting for us there.

“You sit here, I’ll set you up. I’m sorry.

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The first sound fell, and the guitar bass and drums went off.

Then I practiced for over two months.

“I hope in the future you only dream of my piano music. I’m sorry.

“The only piano song written for you. I’m sorry.

After this song, Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhi was still in his seat and was still still still moving, just looking at me like that.

His eyes are like a bright lake of sunshine.

The band members consciously retreated.

I was sitting on the bench and I coughed, “You’re not going to say anything? I’m sorry.

He whispered, “You’ve been coming home late for some time, and you’ve told me you’re working overtime. Is that what you’re practicing? I’m sorry.

“Yeah. I’m sorry.

I nod my head.

“You have no idea how hard it is for people without a foundation to practice their music, and this song, which I hire to write, is a science student who uses his life’s art cell and takes part in linguistics, and I’m happy with the end result, but I’m afraid you don’t like it. I’m sorry.

I said, “You’re a CEO, you don’t need money, you don’t need anything, and I’ll give you something else. I’m sorry.

Zhou looked at me without looking: “Did you see the harmonica in the cupboard? I’m sorry.

I nod my head.

As a result of the white sprout, Mother Zhou and his relationship has eased considerably.

But the harm caused to Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou for more than a decade will never be digested.

I just want him to be happy.

Because he’s the one I love most in this world.

I pretended I had not seen Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou’s eyes covered in red eyes and returned to his car with his hands.

Go back to Zhou Yi’s driving.

Before he came home, he put his hand on the wheel and took a few pictures.

And then I was in the circle of friends, and he was three in a row.

“Girl’s table. I’m sorry.

“Girls buy shoes. I’m sorry.

“My wife’s hand-baged flowers. I’m sorry.

“Damn, love brain.” I’m sorry.

Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou didn’t see it.

He said he went back to the bedroom to take a bath, but he remained quiet for half a day.

I saw half a movie downstairs. I was just going upstairs and I heard from him.

It’s a photo and a voice.

The mirror contains the tip of a translucent black and white maid’s dress.

I bought it back before. He wouldn’t wear it.

I lit that voice.

“The rope you’ve always wanted, put it at the door, come on up. I’m sorry.

The lights were dazzling as they went upstairs.

I was walking and thinking, “There’s a good thing about gifts.

Later.

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The princess’s crown.

I can’t help it. We’re in love.

Chocolate A-hwasyan.

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I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.