“Get the fuck off me when you’ve had enough!” Zhou is pulling drunk me to the couch.
And We lay down, lying down, blindfolded, and did not cut off his beautiful eyes.
All I know is he looks red, bends over, hands on my side, bites his teeth:
“Lin Orange, I don’t fucking have a spare! I’m sorry.
One.
It rained like the day a girl asked her father for money.
After more than half an hour of rain on the side of the road, Chow appeared.
I don’t know why he came here, just thinking, it’s raining, or he sees himself crying and he’s gonna laugh at me again.
As he was trying to say hello to him, he took me in cold and threw a towel at me, and said, “Why don’t we just get dumped and cry like this?” I’m sorry.
“Who cried?” It’s rain!”
He grunted, he didn’t speak, he looked at the front, and the car drove so smoothly.
I had a breath in my heart and I didn’t want to talk to him, so I looked out the window.
Soon he arrived at his place of residence, when he drove the car to the garage, and he closed the door with a bang, and then pulled me out without moving.
All the way to his house.
When he entered the door, he threw a few clothes at me and pushed me into the bathroom: “Go take a shower.” I’m sorry.
I walked into the bathroom with clean clothes and shut the door with a bang.
And I was sad and sad, and when the flowers were opened, the warm water was pouring on me, and I leaned down against the wall and cried, and the water was raging.
I heard the bathroom door banging and the sound coming from the door: “Lin Orange, don’t cry in there. Don’t come out in three minutes, I’ll break in. I’m sorry.
Zhou Kuo, that’s how annoying he is!
The body was dryed quickly, put on his clothes, opened the door and went out without seeing him, and walked a few steps and saw him cut the vegetables with skill in the kitchen.
I’m a little confused, and Zhou’s cooking skills seem to have been practiced because of me.
It was sad that I walked behind him and looked at him, and I whispered, “Chou Gwak, would you call him?” I’m sorry.
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I saw him cut the carrot’s hand as soon as the voice came down, and then I cut it again until it was cut into the electric rice.
He never said a word.
When everything was done, he turned around and looked at me and laughed, “Why?” I’m sorry.
I was blinking and crying, “Chou Gyu, I beg you. I’m sorry.
As if he’s in a hurry, he’s got a red eye. He’s pulling me out of the kitchen. He’s holding me against the wall.
“Lin Orange, you have to understand that he’s my enemy. I’m sorry.
The tears that I can’t hold fall from the corner of my eye, and I don’t want to talk.
A year ago, the day Zhou told me, I not only rejected him, but also looked at the roommate who had set him up at the scene, Gu.
When I cried all the time, he scratched his short hair, pulled out his cell phone, pushed a few things into my hand, turned around to the balcony, and left only one sentence: “I love you.”
I didn’t say much on the phone and left a last sentence: “Orange, I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
Then there was a busy sound.
I held my hand and looked up and saw Zhou leaning on the couch opposite.
His eyes fell on me and he said, “Are you dead?” I’m sorry.
Tears were grazed, and when passing by, his cell phone was stuck to him, lying on the couch without talking, and the tears could not stop coming down.
The sound of Zhou’s ears: “Linja Orange, you cry before me because of another man, don’t let me fool you!” I’m sorry.
About 10 minutes later, I fell asleep, lost my mind to hear Zhou eating, my eyelids were too heavy to open and I couldn’t speak.
I felt someone touching my forehead and saying, “Fuck!” and hugged me.
And at the moment when they were placed on the couch, We were appalled, opened our eyes and asked, “Did you not say that you would not please me?” I’m sorry.
“I owe you my life!” I’m sorry.
I lost consciousness and had a major illness.
But with Zhou’s care, I was not only bled up, I got a job.
One night a month later, Zhou had to work overtime, so I had to take a cab and go back to the district, and then I shook the key in my hand while sending Zhou a message to get home.
At the moment when the message came, I stopped and walked back, looking back.
The green belt between the two buildings sits side by side with one person sitting side by side.
In the dim light of the road, I recognized the man, Quil.
I’ve come a long way to think, and I’ve not come close enough to smell a strong breath of wine.
I leaned over his shoulder, and I didn’t move. I’m sorry.
It was only then that he saw his frown and questioned him for half a day that he threw up two words: “A stomach ache.” I’m sorry.
After talking as if he had lost his strength, I stopped and held my finger and decided to take him to a nearby hospital.
The hospital was cold in the middle of the night, and Zhou Xuan called when the doctor washed his stomach.
I consciously lied to him about meeting a friend and going back in half an hour.
When I hung up on the phone, the doctor came out and said, “What’s the matter with the stomach? Little girl, talk to your boyfriend. I’m sorry.
I left without waiting for my reaction. I went into the ward and looked at the half-slept enthusiast, covered him with a blanket and ready to leave.
As I turned around, he grabbed my wrist and I turned back.
His face is still pale and his voice is a bit dumb: “Thank you. I’m sorry.
Hold your fingers tight, I pull out my wrists and try to keep it as calm as possible: “Give me your phone, I’ll call you and let her come over. I’m sorry.
“No, you go back. I’m sorry.
On the way back, I suddenly remembered last year’s Christmas, which was probably the same time.
Gu Zheng left me alone on the road because of my ex-girlfriend, walking in the snow for a long time, turning around and seeing Zhou Gyu.
Twenty-four years of childhood, my feelings for Zhou Xianxian were complex, envious of his excellence, envious of his carelessness and grateful for his company.
I just like it, and I never thought about it, so, when he confessed to me, I first panicked, and then I tried to run away, and then, in a multiplicity of emotions, I liked a man who looked like him, but not like him.
Two.
When I came home, I found out that Zhou was sitting on the couch, and I was a little surprised, “You’re not asleep. I’m sorry.
He seemed a little upset to stand up and looked at his wristwatch: “It’s been 15 minutes since the half hour you said. I’m sorry.
“You’ve been drinking?” I’m sorry.
“No, I didn’t drink, it was my friend. I’m sorry.
He just tried to talk, his cell phone on the tea table was ringing, and the call indicated that it was Joe Rain, his immediate sister, who is now in the same company as him.
Seeing that familiar name, I deliberately ignored the strange feeling inside.
Packed up and lay in bed, but couldn’t sleep.
I don’t know why I can’t sleep.
It’s hard to sleep, but it’s a dream all night, about Zhou’s dream.
I had my first physiology period in the second year, and it was all over my pants.
It was the gym class, and I just felt the abdominal pain and sat around and watched the others play.
Zhou was keenly aware of my discomfort, lifted me up and took my uniform off and packed me, and took me to the infirmary.
Later, every time I remembered what was going on, I was embarrassed enough to dig a hole in it.
The next morning, I woke up with my abdominal ache and ran to the bathroom.
Since that day, I have not met anyone since, but I know that he lives in the building next door.
On the day of Zhou’s overtime, his other roommate came by to deliver him.
After pouring a glass of water to his roommate, he seemed to have put up with the glass for a long time, and asked, “You are with Zhou? I’m sorry.
We shook our head: “No, but to borrow it for a while. I’m sorry.
Later, he seemed to lament and said a lot of things in a complex manner.
For example, I refused to allow him to spend the night alone in the playground.
And when I confirmed my relationship with Gu Qi, he drank too much and cried with a garbage can.
He fought with my ex-girlfriend when he was with me.
When Gu wants to break up with me, he’s asking for help.
If I do, it seems like I’m with Gu Qi, and Zhou is starting to change.
He stopped being around me all the time and kept talking every time he met me.
Zhang’s sex seems to have subsided overnight.
I also wondered if his transformation was because of me, but every time I thought about it, I began to escape.
At noon on Tuesday, as soon as I left work, Gu Quan appeared and he said he wanted to invite me to dinner, thanks for taking him to the hospital the other day.
And the first thing he said in the restaurant was, “I did not get back together with her.” I’m sorry.
I don’t understand what he means, with a spoon in his hand, and I look across the face and look outside the window, and I walk around.
“Well. I’m sorry.
So long, he said again: “Are you with Zhou? I’m sorry.
“Why do I have to get involved in this? I’m sorry.
As if he didn’t see my displeasure, he once again referred to Zhou Gyu: “You and he haven’t been together for over 20 years, not ever again. I’m sorry.
♪ Till Gu Zheng takes me ♪
I don’t really know what to say when I look at that news.
I may have never really known this man, and that short love is not enough for me to know him.
So when he appeared before me again and again, I did not think it was a coincidence.
Thinking of something that was seen a long time ago:
“What does it look like when you see your ex-boyfriend back?” I’m sorry.
I just feel like the only thing in my heart just disappeared.
The phone on the table is ringing again. Remind me.
It’s from Gu Gu.
I still haven’t heard back from him.
When Chou went back at night and found him standing downstairs.
He stopped us and said he wanted to talk to me, but he looked at Zhou Gyu.
Zhou is very direct: “It’s not safe at night. I’m sorry.
“I’m asking about oranges.” Gu’s eyes turned to me.
Meanwhile, Zhou crosses my face.
“Next time. I’m sorry.
And the moment when he passed by his shoulder, he suddenly called out my name, and said, “Thank you for taking me to the hospital that night. I’m sorry.
And I was in a state of panic, and the first time I looked towards him, and he wrinkled his head and said nothing.
I understand that even if Gu didn’t say which day it was, Zhou should know.
Know I lied to him.
But he did not mention that I lied to him.
Prior to the seventh holiday, Zhou was working more and more frequently until one night he was sent back by his colleagues in a state of drunkenness.
Open the door, and the booze comes out.
It was recalled that I had not seen him drunk, except that time when his roommate had said he had been unconscious.
After bringing a man to the couch, his colleague left, and before he left, he suddenly said, “Beware of your sister-in-law, Zhou, having been to the hospital for a drink before Zhou Chong Chong.”
Sister-in-law?
Hospital?
I cried out to him, “Wait, how did he get into the hospital?” And why are you calling me sister-in-law?”
My colleague scratched his head: “When he first got into the company, he did it all the time, and it was better in the last six months, um, that week, Zhou said he had a future girlfriend at home, didn’t he? I thought it was… fun between you.”
I said, “Thank you! I’m sorry.
And when he was packed, there was no way of moving him to the bed with my strength, so he took the bed and put it on him.
When he was still crouching for sleep, he suddenly grabbed my hand, opened his eyes and saw clearly.
“Is there a real chance you won’t give? I’m sorry.
He fell asleep and breathed in the quiet of the night until I heard it.
I didn’t think clearly of his feelings, so I’m glad he’s talking drunk.
Sadly, even though he did not mention it later, it made me do nothing in a way that would distract me.
3
I’ve been hanging around for seven nights.
Ten minutes before 6:30, I received a message from Zhou:
Let’s go straight after work to the milk and tea shop 7 on the Road.
He didn’t say what it was, what it was. I thought it was coming to light.
As soon as the time had come, I left with the bag, just outside the company door, and I got a call from Quan, who said he wanted to talk to me.
I didn’t want to say no to him, but he was outside the company when I hung up.
“Ten minutes, I only need ten minutes. “He has a desire in his eyes.
He dragged me to a place where he was holding a New Year’s event, and he was talking about it.
And I looked at him with a bit of frustration, and I looked at him: “It was true that you liked her, and it was true that I liked you, and now I do not like you, and it is true.” I’m sorry.
After I said I was going to leave, I just turned around and walked, and there was chaos behind me, and I looked back, and a big billboard fell, and I hit a bunch of people.
Gu was there, and I just left the place because of luck.
However, the wound in front of his shoulder caused me to sink and to take out his cell phone and send a message to Zhou.
When I took the person to the hospital, I still confiscated the letter and called him and ran to get the list.
Send out the phone, he’s not answering.
By the time I threw the medicine to Gu Quan, I was ready to leave.
He stopped me and asked me if I was going to find Zhou.
I didn’t look back, I just said yes and I pushed out.
Forty minutes of travel, due to taxis and traffic jams, was towed for more than an hour.
When we arrived at the agreed location, 20 minutes before midnight, the number of people on the road was very low, and this is almost the end of the day.
When the shop was pushed, the bells remained familiar and welcome.
When I looked around, I saw a man sitting on the corner of the wall, and I kept breathing, and I was laughing at him: “Chou crosses.” I’m sorry.
It’s a completely strange face.
That night, I sat at the milk and tea shop all night without receiving any more information and a telephone call from Zhou.
When Zhou left for work the next day, he went to work.
I took a nap, ate anything at noon, and took a cab to his company.
I’ll explain it to him in person.
With memory, I soon found his floor.
Not far away, I saw him carrying a cup of tea, wondering what to say to the girl across the street, who suddenly laughed and hit him with his hand.
He bends a little and pretends to be in pain, and his eyebrows smile.
In that moment, it seemed like he was back in high school, a little annoying, not so annoying.
I have also experienced this scene on countless occasions, and every time I get angry, he acts like he’s seriously injured.
But now, the girl who stood in front of him and had him do it was Joe Rain.
It’s only one night’s time, but his whole atmosphere seems to have changed, and he’s back to his usual pompousness, as if everything was in his eyes and as if nothing was in his eyes.
My distance with him seems to have increased.
It was Joe Rain who saw me first. I watched him turn around.
No surprise, no smile.
I walked in a awkward way.
“Are you with oranges? “Joe Rain’s curious eyes flow between me and him.
The heart is strangling, the hand is squeezing the cup, and the ear is filled with uninspiring words:
I grew up with oranges. I always thought she was my sister. I’m sorry.
“Oh, yeah? And then I had a chance?” and she laughed and left.
Zhou Xianxian asked me what happened.
“I went last night…”
“So we missed it. “He sneered and pressed his cell phone a few times, and then my phone rings.
What’d you miss?
I was upset by what he said, and only heard him say, “Call you a car, the plate has just been issued to you. Go back.” I’m sorry.
The long fingers carry the cup at random and he turns and leaves.
I looked at him in the back, and I was in a state of panic, and I got out of my mouth.
And when he turned back and looked at me with his confused eyes, I dazzled, and he said: Thank you. I’m sorry.
When I got home, I couldn’t figure out how long I’d been sitting on the couch, remembering the past uncontrollably, for the first time ever:
Did he like me for years? And not just from the day he confessed.
On Saturday, Zhou said he was going to help Joe Rain move his house, and I didn’t care until I went to help, but I found out that it was moving into our neighborhood.
And by the way, we were just about to go to dinner, and we met the guy who just left.
And he paused, and then he said he wanted to invite us to dinner, and I just refused, but I heard Zhou laugh: “There is no need to invite three people, sister-in-law, to eat. I’m sorry.
That was the first time that I had been with Gu Qi, except for a few months, when Zhou was present, but did not stop.
I can’t describe what it was like to have a heart rate slow.
I didn’t eat that day, because my colleague suddenly called me and said I needed a document, and I went back to send him the papers.
When Zhou came back, he brought me a dumpling.
I was lying on the tea table, without any appetite, for a long time, and I looked at him sitting on the sofa, listening to the news, and asked, “Chou Gwak, do you like me? I’m sorry.
He leaned on the couch, held the remote, looked down at me:
“Lin Orange, do you think I’m a robot? Ten years of love, right? I’m sorry.
How long is ten years?
A middle school, a high school, an entire university?
Turns out, I didn’t know he liked me that long.
Zhou Gwan said he still liked me but didn’t want to continue.
Later, when he came to pick me up from work every day, the co-pilot was sitting, and it was always Joe Rain.
I slowly found that he and Joe had more to talk about than they did, and that sometimes, the whole road, I couldn’t cut it out because they were talking about something I didn’t know.
Because of some emotions I couldn’t control and I couldn’t figure out, he said he wouldn’t pick me up. He didn’t ask why.
I didn’t think he had a little hesitation.
4
That day, I walked out of a taxi to the front of the block and I was stopped.
No surprise, but to be united.
The sound of the horn was suddenly sounded.
It was Zhou Gyu, the co-driver, who was still Joe Rain, laughing and waved at me.
The car was smoother to me and never looked this way.
“Line Orange, you see? He doesn’t like you! I’m sorry.
And I squeezed my cell phone, and looked up at his familiar eyebrow, and opened my mouth: “Listen to me, I don’t like you either. I’m sorry.
Back home, Zhou was washing in the kitchen.
I put my stuff down by the kitchen door: “It was him who called me. I’m sorry.
I didn’t say that I was coming back.
He’s not stopping.
I’ll swallow it when I’m around.
When we were about to eat, Joe came and Zhou said he had him eat together.
It’s in my heart, and it’s hard to understand, so I went back to my room after eating.
When it came out again, Joe Rain had left and Zhou was washing dishes.
I went behind him, and I tried to put it in my heart for a long time, and I stammered, and I said, “Chou, I, I, like you…”
He turned around and had a little foam on his long fingers, looked down at me and smiled:
“Like? Uh-huh. I don’t think I told you. I didn’t have to. I’m sorry.
I guess I was rejected.
Unlike when you were rejected, when you were frustrated.
And now, I just want to find a place where nobody else is, to stay quiet, to let some boring heart breathe, to relax.
Think about it, it’s been a long time since I’ve been around, and now he just stops and I feel so quiet.
I suddenly remembered the day of the seventh night, which would not have happened if I had arrived earlier.
That night, I actually thought about it, and he confessed, and I said yes.
I don’t know how to face Zhou Gyeong, but then after work I went straight to the park next to the block and I was going to go back later.
After some time, Gu’s hands were in his pocket and he looked down at me sitting in the park chair.
I’m a little helpless, not talking.
He crouched down and held my shoulder: “Orange, can we start over?” I’m sorry.
I feel like I’m having a hard time, and I feel like I’m losing my mind, trying to make a living, and I keep saying, “I don’t like you, Gu Gu, I don’t like you! I’m sorry.
“It’s okay, you liked me, you’ll be there. I’m sorry.
“I wouldn’t. I liked you because you were like him. I’m sorry.
The moment of the roar, I was surprised.
He let go of my shoulder, wrinkled, and asked, “What did you say? I’m sorry.
I really liked it for Gu.
Now, it’s true that it doesn’t.
The more he looks like Zhou, the more he goes out, the more he is.
Zhou’s wanton sex is what I fear, too hot.
But then, everyone changed.
No explanation. I turned to the neighborhood.
The elevator was opening and I saw Joe leaning against the wall.
The scene was so powerful that Joe cried out to me several times, that I slowly swallowed it.
Joe Rain says Zhou keeps her from drinking, drunk.
After taking him to the house, Joe said something and went back.
I packed him up, lying next to him, looking at his asleep face, and he had a heartache and a few tears.
I didn’t know how to deal with him, but it’s good now, remember that he was drunk the other day and took my hand and asked, “Is there a real chance that he won’t give?”
We took his hand slowly and whispered: “Will I now say, “Yes, but will it be?” I’m sorry.
It’s still hard to say it, hold his finger and sobbing on the couch:
I don’t like him anymore…
“I don’t want to be with him I want to be with you
His fingers had to be pulled away and his low voice had to be heard:
“Then why should I wait for you here?” I’m sorry.
This time, he’s awake.
5
A few days later, he was on a business trip with Joe Rain, and I came home from work to hear from him.
“and Joe Rain is on his way for a few days. I’m sorry.
I looked at this phrase several times, and the words in the dialogue box were reworded one after the other, and the last one was sent:
“Have a safe trip. I’m sorry.
In the absence of Zhou, I’m on schedule as usual, except occasionally in empty rooms.
I don’t know how Zhou and I got to where we are today, as if the distance between us was growing as long as he stopped.
In the morning of the weekend, I saw standing there long before I entered the building.
He took a box in his hand as if it had been waiting for me long, and when I got closer, he handed it to me, laughing, “Happy birthday! I’m sorry.
I was surprised, but I didn’t catch it, and I kept my head down a little bit. I’m sorry.
He laughed: “It doesn’t make sense, just wants to give you a birthday present.” I’m sorry.
It’s the first time he’s given me a birthday present.
And We pressed the elevator, and went in, and advised him, “Go back.” I’m sorry.
He stretches his hand by the elevator door and stares at me: “When you chased me for six months now, I’ll chase you.” I’m sorry.
Outside the elevator, he was dressed in a casual dress, with his hair pulled in front of his forehead and his eyes full of begging, which I had never seen before.
Or perhaps he had begged like that in front of another girl.
I’ve pulled my lips, looked at his eyes, opened my mouth: “No, as you say, I’m going to have to go back 10 years.”
Words just fell and a familiar figure appeared at the corner of the building.
A well-designed iron and grey suit with a blue tie, a hand in the suitcase and a hand in the pocket.
Zhou smiled at me a little, a little bit: “Don’t go after me, I’m with Joe. I’m sorry.
This is the worst birthday I’ve ever had, so that every birthday I’ve ever had, I can remember the feeling that it’s suddenly empty.
I don’t know how I got back, but the whole guy was a little confused, and I pulled Zhou’s hand when I came in.
He turned around, and I looked at him and said, “You lied to me.” I’m sorry.
“I never joke about feelings.” I’m sorry.
As I was frozen, he took two steps and turned back: “Happy birthday! I’m sorry.
Untie the things I ran out like.
It was late after Zhou had called, and I sat at the milk and tea shop all day.
And he said, “Don’t chase, I’m with Joe. I’m sorry.
Eventually, it became a blade, deep in its heart.
I was sad when I broke up with Gu, and I thought I’d have to talk to him, and now I feel like I’m in pain, I can barely bear it, and I have to find something to put that pain down.
Zhou said on the phone, “Linja Orange, I’ve found you a new house and can move in a few days. I’m sorry.
See, he’s going to drive me out of his world.
It took a long time to get back out there, but the guy who came back late, no matter how late, would always wait for me in the living room.
On the bed, I was drowsy in my head and the memories of the past few decades continued to flow.
I can’t breathe.
I don’t know what to do. I went to the living room and turned out a bottle of red wine and drank a lot.
I don’t think it hurts to get drunk.
But I haven’t had one before, I’ve had a big sip, and I haven’t had anything to eat all day, and I’ve had a stroke of my stomach, and I’ve tripped into the bathroom and threw up, and I can’t spit.
There was a bit of noise, and Zhou was standing outside the door in his pajamas and asking me what I was doing.
I’m hot, I’m dizzy, but I still have a little bit of my mind left.
When I set my hand on him, I threw my feet on the couch, and I said, “It’s okay.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t hear him talking all day, and I was lying on the couch crying.
He grabbed my arm, he dragged me all over, and he looked at me like, “What are you doing?” I’m sorry.
His tone pulled me out of my heart and I cried in my head.
He sits by my side for a long time and makes a sarcasm:
“You know the kind of feeling that… you can’t sleep all night, you can’t control your memories, you can’t sleep in the dark, you wake up in a moment, you pick up your cell phone to send a message, but you don’t remember losing it until you’re done? I’m sorry.
His voice was dilated, and I looked at him with tears, and I saw his eyes red and his lips ticked, “No, I didn’t have it, how can I call it loss? I’m sorry.
The fingers leaning on the outside of the sofa are slightly cold, numb, and their heads are getting dizzy.
I couldn’t think of a large part of his statement, but I just felt that the more he said, the more my heart hurts, like the kind that was torn apart, the more it turned back.
“Sorry. “I opened my mouth and could only speak three words.
“Lin Orange, I’m only good to you because I like you, and since you couldn’t respond, we’re done. He said he would stand up and get ready to leave.
I went on my feet with panic, but he fell on the couch because he was dizzy.
“Do you really like her?” I’m sorry.
He squeezed my wrist, pulled me apart, and kept his distance: “I can’t give her all I can, but I will give her absolute loyalty, Lin…”
“Stop it. “I broke him with my ears and I sat down on the couch, crying, and I said, “What if I don’t?” I’m sorry.
I know I was wrong, and I know it must be ugly not to let go, but I really don’t want him to leave.
Cho drew several tissues and handed them to me, then pulled me up and stood face to face with him.
He stepped back and looked up and said, “How did I like you more than I thought I’d ever like to get into you and him? I’m sorry.
I looked at him for the first time and felt so bad.
Six.
Zhou’s looking for a house in the neighborhood next door, and Joe came to help the day he moved.
They say even friends can’t do it after a break-up, and even if Zhou’s and I haven’t been together, maybe even friends can’t do it.
Moral and emotional tearing hurts me.
When they left, I was lying around the door laughing and saying good-bye, and watching Ziggy’s hand gently put on the back of the head of Joe’s rain, which almost made me cry.
It’s like you’re stuck with cotton and you’re retarded about everything.
As a direct result, the jacket was forgotten the following day at work.
The result is a fever at night.
I swayed around looking for something to take.
It’s cold in the mouth, the time shown on the phone is 223 and the whole city is still asleep.
On the bed, I couldn’t sleep and watched the time pass.
The memories that are buried in the deepest places are pouring out in the night.
From the beginning of elementary school week, he took me to the infirmary to junior high school, where he told me to write a love letter and stayed at the college gym.
In the first year of the first year of the Games, at the instigation of the class commander, I attended three thousand metres of women.
The day of the competition, despite the fact that the whole playground was ringing, “Don’t take it with you.” I’m sorry.
Zhou is still stubbornly following me for 3,000 meters.
Later, when I first arrived at the end, I turned away from him long ago.
I was in a state of panic, and I didn’t have time to call his name, and the bell was ringing, and I was awakened.
It’s 6:30.
He was sweaty, he went to the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror and I saw tears drying up.
The day doesn’t stop because of these trifles, and Gu hasn’t come back to me.
If the break-up with Gu Quan made me so noisy, Zhou Tsai’s girlfriend just lost all my strength.
There is no interest in anything, no taste at all, no strength in the limbs, and no sleep in the bed, and as soon as it closes its eyes, it feels a strange black hole, and it feels an infinite despair.
You must have been stabbed with a knife. How else would it hurt? Inner and off-site pains require large breaths to alleviate them.
The consciousness still exists. The body doesn’t seem to be on its own.
Just think that he’s got a girlfriend and that he’ll marry her later, have kids, and that he’ll slowly leave my world until the whole person disappears into my life.
Hearts continue to fall, falling, never to reach the end.
I’m not a rational person, but I’ve never been so confused, but I have no idea what to do.
I don’t know when or if it’s gonna be okay.
When Zhou went on a double break, I was lying by the window long enough to wipe my tears and open the door to see him.
He said his mother sent me some handmade food.
I held the door in my hand and looked up at his handsome eyebrow, and the tears were not controlled at all.
Take what is in his hand and turn your face away from his sight: “Thank you, go back.” I’m sorry.
He didn’t leave, he gave us noodles.
I spent all my energy making a laugh: “Thank you. I’m sorry.
It’s still a little hot, and I’m gonna cry again, and I’m gonna blow my head down.
“Eat well, don’t worry about your mother. He pulled his chair across from me.
The hand holding the chopstick was a little shivering and long, and I used the nostrils to say “um.”
His boned fingers were on the table, and he didn’t say anything.
I tried to control my emotions, to hold back my tears, and it took me a long time to build up my head, to look at him, and to keep my voice steady and say, “I went that night.” I’m sorry.
I went that night on Friday.
He turned his head slightly, and he looked at my face with a deep eye, and he struck my lips: “I also said, we missed.” I’m sorry.
I’m afraid I won’t speak again, I’m afraid I’ll cry and I’ll keep my head down and eat noodles.
That night I went, that night I wanted to be with him…
In the end, I ate my eyes full of tears and sobbing to say I was sorry.
“It’s never been possible for you to say sorry. He took some tissues and put them in front of me.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t find out in time that I liked you. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t waste your love. I’m sorry I was late that night. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
My voice hurts so much that I finally burst into tears and tried to reach out to catch his hand, but then I stopped, and there were noises in my head. It was inappropriate. I didn’t know what to do.
He looked over his face, his lips were tight, and he turned around and looked at me for a while, a little red, his fingers moved, and he smiled, “The oranges, I was with Joe Rain. I’m sorry.
No matter how much I run away, nothing will change the fact that he and Joe are together, like no matter how sorry I am, nothing will change the fact that I ever hurt him.
Tears continue to fall, and I nod my head: “I know, I know you’re with Joe. I’m not trying to get in your way. I’m just…
I just feel so bad, I feel so bad, I don’t know how to relax.
He took a deep breath and took a little tweaking of the tissue and rubbed my eyes carefully: “Is it painful? Maybe time will calm down.” I’m sorry.
The tears that he wiped out almost came out again.
I don’t know how deep this wound is, but it’s probably not going to work. The knife is invisible and the pain is real.
Before he left, he didn’t forget to tell me to eat.
I ran out and stopped him, trying to capture the last hope: “Did you want to do it that night?”
“Lin Orange.” He put his windie on his little arm and stood outside the elevator and looked at me, “it doesn’t matter.
7
After he left, I stayed on the couch all night, and the best way I could think of was not to interact with him.
So I didn’t go back with him the day of Mid-Autumn and went home on the day before.
The next day, I heard from my mom that he was in trouble and he wasn’t coming back.
I was like, “Oh.”
But when I came down the stairs to take out the garbage, I met him.
He was in his spare clothes, he was tired in the face, but patiently was on the other side of the phone.
I was holding my hand tight with a garbage bag, and I stood up and watched him hang up.
“Put out the garbage? He’s a little low on his head and his voice is a little dumb.
I nodded my head, opened my mouth, and said, “Go ahead.” I’m sorry.
However, Zhou was still standing in front of the elevator when I threw the type of garbage into the trash can and came back after a tour of the block.
I came to him and said, “Is the elevator broken?” I’m sorry.
He put his hand on the suitcase, he pressed the elevator button, and it was light. I’m sorry.
The heart shrunk with pain and I ripped my lips, so I opened my mouth: “No, next time.” I’m sorry.
When I get to the elevator together, it’s probably from primary school.
I was lying in bed at night, and I was wondering if there was something I shouldn’t do in front of Zhou.
Simple text.
The picture is a hand-held photograph.
The text is: “Returning.”
I was in a low mood, and I turned off my phone, and my head was like a lump of cotton, and I couldn’t think, but I had to keep thinking about that circle of friends.
In various senses, I and Zhou Gyu, have not held hands.
Put your wrists on closed eyes and let your tears get wet.
The next day, when I was putting ice on the corner, my mother suddenly asked me to send a box of moon cake to Zhou’s house.
After standing in front of the mirror for a long time, I picked up the box of moon cakes and knocked on his door.
It was Zhou’s mom who opened the door, and before I could say anything, she took me in.
Zhou Chong, the oranges are here. I’m sorry.
Almost immediately, he took two steps to greet him with his toothbrush.
After his mother got upset and grunted, let me wait here and wait. She’s going out.
I’m holding a cup of tea and I can’t sit down.
It was good to have a glass of fresh water coming out soon, in a pyjamas and a bit of hair disorder.
I stood up immediately: “That… my mom asked me to bring the moon cake. I’ll go first. I’m sorry.
He nodded his head and sat on the couch at random.
When I reached the doorknob, I bowed my head and held my hand, turned and walked next to him, and hesitated to open my mouth:
“I know from my mother that they misunderstood us, you tell them. I’m sorry.
He grabbed the glass, looked up at me, and his voice was a little dumb: “Okay.” I’m sorry.
My heart is loose and my eye is sour, I blinked and said, “Thank you. I’m sorry.
“Thank me?”
I held my finger on the side and tried to keep the sound line steady and in various locations.
“Well, thank you for loving me, for being with me all the time, for being so good to me, for being so good you deserve to be better…” The voice hurts, and I paused to put my tears back.
“I have always regarded you as a competitor, but I have never been so bad that I have never won you, and no matter what I do, it’s always a little bit short of you…” I reached out to wipe out my tears.
“Chou, I’m sorry I didn’t realize I liked you sooner. I’m sorry.
I couldn’t help but see him looking forward and not talking, and I bowed my head and watched my tears fall, and I didn’t say, “I like you.”
I know, inappropriate like, would be his trouble.
When I coughed, I said “Blessed you and Joe Rain” and turned to the door.
When the door was opened, he smiled: “You won me in the matter of blessing.” I’m sorry.
8
The calendar on the desk was turned over one by one and ended up on November 18.
Forget it, I haven’t been in touch with Zhou for two months since mid-fall.
Though not a predecessor, it can be said that as a qualified person, I have done my utmost not to disturb.
I finally realized what he used to say.
You can’t sleep all night, you can’t sleep all night, you can’t wake up.
When the project is designed, I want to share the joy, but I’ll hang up one second before the call.
When the design has been changed countless times, the idea of seeking his help will be strangled.
I don’t know if I’m doing well, but I can only keep my feelings down.
Thinking back, my whole heart seems numb, my response to pain is less sharp, and I’m losing the ability to love people.
It’s Zhou’s birthday next month, and I’m used to having gifts one month in advance.
Anyway, I really had an unpleasant birthday this year, and it was the only time I had his gift.
Just as I was browsing through the window, I was wondering if it would be timely to send a present and now it would be.
She’s with a tall, skinny boy.
The boy, he held hands with her.
While I was surprised, subconscious avoided her sight and walked to the side.
I am extremely upset by this scene, but I can’t say what I feel.
Because of this, I can’t sleep anymore.
What’s she got to do with that guy?
Isn’t she with Zhou?
Do you know Zhou?
If I don’t know, I’ll tell Zhou Gwan?
In what position did I tell Zhou?
I don’t know.
Too many problems, almost full of my spare time head.
I can rationally tell myself that it’s none of my business.
But emotionally, it’s about Zhou Xianxian.
The heart, it can’t be controlled.
Fortunately, right before I was about to compromise, Jo Rain contacted me, and she was waiting for me directly downstairs.
By the end of November, she was wearing a tan coat, with long hair and microvolts all over her back, and it was simple and stylish.
She’s still smiling at me.
In the restaurant, she’s a natural place for my taste.
I’m a little surprised that my familiarity with her should not be enough for her to know my preferences.
“You saw that day! She pushed the glass right in front of me.
In a moment, I knew why she came to me.
It’s kind of narrow to see her like she is, but maybe the boy is just her brother? Or relatives?
I feel a little embarrassed about that.
“I thought you were going to talk to Zhou-taek, but I never heard Zhou-taek. She said she laughed.
I whispered, “No…”
“What you saw that day was my boyfriend. I’m sorry.
I looked up at her.
“How can I love Zhou when he likes you so much? I’m sorry.
As if she had seen what I thought, she laughed: “Don’t worry, he didn’t lie to you. I was with him. Of course, he was not with me. He was my boy. He came back. I’m sorry.
Joe Rain said, with Zhou, it was her.
She thought at the time that since she had loved more than she wanted, she had loved more than she wanted, it would be better to let her forget him.
But the result is that in a few short weeks, under the unconscious influence of Zhou, she knows almost all my preferences.
After she had said it, I asked her the following question: “Love, no?” I’m sorry.
And the answer was, “Lin Orange, you need to know whether you really like Zhou Gyu or whether you don’t like him with another girl, and you should be fair to him. I’m sorry.
Before she left, she pulled out a bag of familiar candy and put it before me, laughing with pride: “I like people better than Chow.” I’m sorry.
It’s still sour that it smells like lemons that want to cry.
The cell phone has been over and over again between the lock and the screen, and the eyes are sour. I don’t understand why I like to go through with this, so it’s hard to believe.
How can I prove that I am sad, that I am not in pain, that he is with other girls, but because he has given up when I feel like him?
Like him, just because he’s Zhou Gyu.
The consequence of restraint is that even one can no longer speak easily, fearing that one ‘ s liking is not valuable enough.
I’m beginning to wonder if I’m not worthy of even liking Zhou Gyu?
On Friday night, after some problems with the programme, it was over 9:00.
It was only when I got downstairs that there was a little rain.
I hired a taxi, and the ghost gave me a bad address.
Later, I did not go in, I stood by the side of the road and looked at the library, where the light was on, until my fingers were freezing and I walked back along the road.
The next afternoon, I got a call from Mom Zhou.
She was crying on the phone and said that Zhou’s cell phone had been unattended since last night and that that had never happened before, asking if I could contact her last week.
I picked up the key and left.
He went to his house as fast as he could, and he opened it when I was about to give up.
9
So far, this is the first time that I have seen him in this state of weakness, with an extremely pale face, a frown and a beige pyjamas.
Seeing me, I didn’t talk, I turned and sat on the couch with one hand on my forehead.
I went to his side with my shoes, and some of my hands were down, “You’re sick and we’re going to the hospital.” I’m sorry.
“I’m fine. “The sound of the opening voice is extremely dumb.
I called his mother and asked him to go to the hospital again.
He refused and lay on the couch.
I was so mad at my heart that I couldn’t find a way out of his room to carry a child over him, but he was too hot to cover it.
I’ve been holding my hand tight, and suddenly I think about myself, whether it’s sick or not.
He’s still not getting better after he’s had his antiheating pills.
Jomo woke up at about 2 p.m., when I fell asleep by the bed, and I was awake when he moved.
I had to ask him how he was doing, but he was not completely awake and fell asleep for a while.
I sat in a chair and couldn’t sleep again, in a dark light, and the shadow of the eyelashes fell under his eyelid.
And I bowed my head and gently put his hand on it, but when his finger moved softly, it immediately turned back.
The doctor said that he had some serious burns and needed to be hospitalized for another night.
When I went back to get him changed and washed, I met Gu Gu.
He was wearing a sweatsuit with his foreheads full of sweat and should have come back in the morning.
When he saw me, he asked me what happened and said he looked down at my feet.
“Uh… Zhou got sick, I left in a hurry, forgot to change my shoes. “I had a bag, I looked at the slippers on my feet, and I was embarrassed.
And he smiled and laughed, and said to me, “Haven’t had breakfast, come along, just to bring him a copy.” I’m sorry.
Because of the last sentence, I promised.
I’m worried about Zhou Guang, and I don’t have any appetite for a bowl of porridge.
“Lin Orange, do you hate me?” I’m sorry.
I don’t understand why he asked and shook his head: “Why hate you?” I’m sorry.
“Because I left you for her. “He whispered and didn’t look at me.
I packed Zhou’s porridge carefully: “You just don’t like me, why should I hate you?” I don’t like you either. Do you hate me? I’m sorry.
When we went out together, he put his hands in his pocket and smiled with his head down: “How white you were when you were chasing me…”
As I looked for a taxi, I looked at him strangely, and I finally heard the second part of his sentence in a flute.
“Now be careful! I’m sorry.
When he arrived at the hospital, Zhou woke up and was sending messages on his cell phone, which should be a matter of work.
I opened the porridge, “Can we eat first?” I’m sorry.
In the moment when words were down, I suddenly remembered the words of my ex-wife, and now I’m… so careful!
I don’t think I know how to get along with Zhou.
“Thank you.” I’m sorry.
We haven’t said a word all day, and the heart is as heavy as the water.
Later, I asked the question that had been bothering me.
“Why didn’t you answer my phone that night? I’m sorry.
It took me so long to hear his mute voice when I thought he wouldn’t answer: “How long have I been waiting for you?” I’m sorry.
I kept my head down, I couldn’t open my mouth, I blinked, and I let my tears fade.
He said, “How long have you been waiting for me?”
I understand. He said he waited for me long, so he didn’t want to wait any longer.
My heart was sore, I stood up and asked the nurse if there was anything to be noticed.
Out of the room, tears fell and had to blow cold wind by the window.
10
He was supposed to stay another night, but was discharged at his strong request.
When I got home, I prepared him food and medicine.
I put my shoes on the doorknob and looked at him and cried, “Chou Chong…”
He grabbed a glass and looked down on me, and he looked deep into his eyes.
“Take your medicine and don’t worry about your aunt.” I’m sorry.
Is it too much to be rejected to be weak? I can’t say I like it any more.
Just a week after I couldn’t get high, my colleagues seemed to hesitate to ask me what happened.
I grabbed the drawings of the plan I was working on and lamented: “The draft is always poorly painted. I’m sorry.
She saw through me lying, and she broke my body, and she said, “Come, sister, tell her, what’s going on?” I’m sorry.
I looked at her and said, “I can’t say it.” I’m sorry.
After a moment of silence, I laid down my hand and looked at her in her eyes.
“Drink, yes, drink!” She said for sure.
“Drink the wine?”
“Drink is so bold! I’m sorry.
After work, my colleague said it’s a better day than a day.
So I went to Zhou’s house with wine and colleagues.
But at the end of the day, I was scared again, trying to escape, and my colleagues didn’t allow it.
Then, at the urging of my fellow men, I stood in front of the door and drank several sips.
Then the colleague quickly rang the doorbell and went to the stairway.
I watched Zhou open the door by myself, looking at the wine in my hand.
“I…” I’d like to say no, but the evidence is on my hand and on my face.
It didn’t take a few steps to get in there.
Zhou’s supposed to be taking a bath, wearing a bathing suit and a fragrance.
I carefully put the bottle on the tea table, trying to keep myself awake, but I’m still dizzy.
I’ve seen Zhou’s body become several, and I’ve always wanted to sleep.
Worried was just out of control, drunk.
He poured me a glass of hot water, and I didn’t catch it, wrinkled his eyebrow and pulled him over the couch.
There was water swayed out of the glass and he slowly put it on the floor.
I didn’t know what to do after he was pushed down. I didn’t know what to do.
For some time, I saw his throat move up and down, and his voice opened:
“Get the fuck off me when you’ve had enough!” He said that he would drag me to the couch with a drunk.
We lay down, blindfolded and blindfolded, and did not cut off his luminous eyebrow, and he fainted, and biting his lips so hard that he could remain awake.
He looks red-eyed, bends over, hands on my side, bites his teeth:
“Lin Orange, I don’t fucking have a spare! I’m sorry.
“I never used you as a spare child.” I’m sorry.
It was so loud that my eyes were soaking wet that I couldn’t cry in front of him.
After a standoff, I grabbed his clothes and said to his voice, “Chou Gwak, I…”
My colleagues recalled that that night I suddenly came out of Zhou Yu’s house with great calm and went straight to the elevator.
She’s a little late for the next elevator.
By the time she found me, I was crying in the bathroom of a supermarket downstairs, tearing my heart apart and crying.
“Why is this happening? I… I didn’t mean to. I didn’t use him as a spare. Why didn’t he believe I liked him?
She said that Zhou was standing outside the bathroom, and that she was afraid to come near her, and her eyes were like blood.
She tried to pull me out and I kept holding the door until I cried and fell asleep.
Zhou came in and took me out and dressed me up and sent me home.
In fact, I don’t remember what happened that night, but it’s like I had a dream about Zhou Xiang, and then I wake up and it’s just a dream, and I cry in my bed for so long and my heart hurts.
Scattered his face and opened the door to find Zhou sitting on the couch of the living room.
There’s porridge and warm water on the table.
And I stunned and downed my head, with his hands around his chest, and he approached me, “Fear me?” I’m sorry.
It may be that the fear that is hidden in the heart almost destroys me.
I’ll be cured when I break up with Gu’s wife, and now I’m out of medicine.
And he held me by his chin and forced me to look up, and his thumb scratched me with the tears of my face: “You said you didn’t beat me when you were a child but now?” Do you realize that I’ve always been a loser in front of you? I’m sorry.
And when I broke his hand, I cried and cried and said, “No, no, no. You are so good, so good…”
My throat hurts like a knife. I’m a little confused.
“It’s amazing. So what? You don’t like it? I’m sorry.
“I’m…” his index finger squeezed on my lips, interrupting my words: “I used to want you to say what you like, and now I think it’s better to express it in practice. I’m sorry.
I’m a little confused, and I’ve been thinking about it so quickly, and then I’ve taken care of his hand.
“Why hold hands?” Kiss me!”
In my 24-year-old life, after junior high school, not even parents, not to mention the opposite sex, so…
Besides, we’re not even together.
Eventually, he let me wash my face. I brushed my teeth and washed my face.
And when I came out, not only was the Zhou gone, but even the water and porridge on the table were gone, almost instantaneously, my whole heart fell down and my hands and feet went cold.
Was that a hallucination?
I fell unconscious on the ground, and I sobbing on my knees.
“The tears are not for the money, but there is no need to shed it like this. “The voices that are familiar are ringing in their ears.
And We rose up, and at the next moment, stood up and fell upon him and kissed him on the cheek.
When I stepped down, he held his hand over my waist and kissed my lips, and I couldn’t breathe, and I held it in my breath, and it took him a long time, so he lets go and his voice was dumb: “Are you going to suffocate to death?” I’m sorry.
When I looked at him for a long time, I woke up and asked the questions: “Are you with me? I’m sorry.
He reached out his thumb and erased my eyebrow and laughed: “I’ve lost my way, don’t you think? I’m sorry.
(concluded)
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
