How about “Is sister avoiding me?” “He’s on his way” to write a story for the beginning?
Are you avoiding me? “My father and your mother are in the living room, are they exciting, sister? I’m sorry.
It’s over.
One.
At the college dinner, I was half drunk and I took a young boy home from the next box.
He’s a very good-looking man, but he’s a little young and he’s got fish.
If he hadn’t raised the fish to my best friend, I wouldn’t have thought of acting for heaven.
There’s a bottle of wine on the table, full of English I can’t read.
I picked it up, poured two glasses and looked at him:
“Brother, since I’m back with my sister, would you like a drink to cheer up? I’m sorry.
“Well, what sister says is what she says.” I’m sorry.
So I drank a couple of drinks with him and moved to the bedroom in a gradual intoxication.
White T-shirts are thin, and I’m always working.
Under the dim lights, looking at his pretty muscle line, I shed moving tears.
“Now the little boy is so well-sized…”
When he heard my voice, he was so drunk that he suddenly had a little bit of fun in his eyes:
“Sister, continue if you like. I’m sorry.
I’m on it.
It just went on, and suddenly there was a door lock.
Next up was my mother’s intoxicated voice and a friendly interview with a strange man.
It’s getting warmer. I’m freezing.
And then he smiled and his voice was low:
Sister, what’s up? My dad and your mom are in the living room. I’m sorry.
Two.
For some time now, my mom’s out there with a strange subject, I know.
That guy has a son who just finished his grade this year, I know that.
But I never thought I’d be the son of a sea king while he was drunk.
Listen to the sound outside, I can’t help but see through my forehead.
Most of the wine woke up.
In the light, his eyes were damp and dazzled.
I just tried to leave, and suddenly he grabbed my hand:
“Didn’t you just get excited? I’m sorry.
I was too busy to shake off his hand and walked back two steps.
He hums and stares at me.
“Why is there so much wine left? “The sound of my mother whispering outside the door.
“Let’s go back to the room and then the Queen may come back. I’m sorry.
“Good. I’m sorry.
And then there’s the sound of the footsteps.
It was quiet outside, and he was lying in my soft blanket, with wet eyes and a dumb voice, and he screamed: I’m sorry.
“They’re back in their room. Shall we continue?”
It’s like a provocation.
I was just trying to scare him and let the kid know what’s going on with being a sea king.
But just a little bit away, and my heart was burning and burning.
Apparently, he realized something was wrong: “Sister, what did you give me? I’m sorry.
What wine?
I think my mom just whispered, and it was dark.
She’s got plans to bring someone home tonight, which I’m afraid will be used to cheer up…
“In that case the sister must be gentler. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
Finally, I’m so tired.
He wanted to go out for a bath and was afraid to make a noise, which was heard by two people in the other bedroom.
“No, go to sleep. Just go before they wake up. * I’m strong in my body and I’m getting a blanket from the other side. *
“You sleep on the bed, I sleep on the floor, I’ll drop you off in the morning. I’m sorry.
And then he got his arm snapped and I jumped on him.
I didn’t hear him laugh.
“Does your sister still lie with me? I’m sorry.
Exorcising justice is absolutely.
But I did. I slept in the same bed with him.
After all, I can’t bear to be too hard and cold in my house.
I woke up the next morning when the sky was blindfolded.
He woke up earlier than I did.
And his face was at a distance from me, and his breath was burning, and his eyes were staring at me without blinking, and he was as deep as a spring.
“Sister, get up first. Let me slow down. “Look what I woke up. He came in half the way.
I jumped out of bed and I flipped a big T-shirt in the closet.
“Get out of here before it’s dawn. My mom and dad will be up. I’m sorry.
After that, I opened the door and sprinted in the living room.
When I found no one, I was relieved to go back and call him to action, and turned around and stood behind me.
And he mocked me when I did not ask him, “Why are you still a thief in your own house?” I’m sorry.
“It’s not because of you.” Come on, let’s just say last night never happened. I’m sorry.
He looked at me in the light of the morning, a little white, and groaned in the shadows: “Sir is so cruel.” I’m sorry.
3
I ended up in a taxi before dawn.
I was afraid my mother might be suspicious, but I bought two tofu-deaf brains from the breakfast shop downstairs.
As soon as the elevator door was opened, I saw my mother in a real silk dress with light makeup and standing at the door.
Seeing me for a moment, it’s all about each other.
I looked back, and the floor of the other elevator was going down, and I understood.
You’re up so early. “My mother’s voice is full of heart.”
“Ha ha, mom had a dream, woke up, came out for a while. I’m sorry.
You want to go out and put on a make-up and flip out the real silk dress she hasn’t worn for centuries?
I don’t want to tear her down and hand over the breakfast in my hand: “Wake up early and buy breakfast downstairs.” I’m sorry.
After washing, my mother and I sat at the table and ate oil bars, and each of them was a bit of a lie.
I don’t know if it’s subconscious, but I always feel like there’s silk in the air.
Did you see the wine Mom put on the table last night? I’m sorry.
I was surprised that the spoon in my hand almost fell on the floor:
“Oh, I had a little drink when I got back, and I was probably a little drunk, so I went to bed and slept until this morning. I’m sorry.
“That’s good. “When are you going to work?” I’m sorry.
“According to next week’s entry. I’m sorry.
If it had not been for a few days before the official job, I would have been so bold last night to bring people home to do it.
I thought last night, when I was having alcohol-catalyzed, I started to get headaches.
I work at an Internet company, located in a writing building outside a park, very close to the commercial block.
My mom called before the day off and said she’d invite someone for dinner at night and let me drive straight over from work.
As soon as I got to the door of the box, I saw my mother dressed up and the middle-aged man with her smile.
There’s a man who smiles with a light smile and how he looks like a young man.
My legs were soft and I couldn’t stand.
It’s good that my mom reached out and held me in time to introduce:
“This is your Uncle Zhou, and this is Uncle Zhou’s son, four years younger than you. He just finished his high school this year. I’m sorry.
It turns out his name is Zhou Xian.
Uncle Zhou is also very cooperative: “Shu, call me sister. I’m sorry.
Zhou looked at me, and his lips swung, “Sister. I’m sorry.
It was the sound of his voice that was down and he came from the tip of his tongue.
There’s a bit of ambiguity in the sand.
Start ordering after the seat. My mom asked me for something to drink.
I haven’t said anything yet, and Zhou says, “Let’s order a pot of jasmine green tea, I think my sister will like it.” I’m sorry.
He’s a tea master?
I smiled in my heart, but on the surface I looked innocent:
“Let’s order another seafood platter. I’m sorry.
My mother was pleased to say to Uncle Zhou, “Look, I’ve just met my brother and my sister, and I’m so happy.” I’m sorry.
I’m:
After the meal, I ate without heart and pretended not to see the look of Zhou Zhou.
Until my mom suddenly cue came to me:
“Oh, you’re so smart, you know how to meet your sister and have a present for you. I’m sorry.
I’m:
I didn’t know I was meeting them today!
Looking back, I just saw my mom pick up a paper bag from Zhou Zhou, and it looks like she’s ready to open it.
And looking across the street, he’s got a little smile on his lips.
As soon as my heart beats, I reached out and grabbed the bag and laughed: “I see for myself, I see for myself.” I’m sorry.
When I opened it, I almost put a paper bag on the other side of the chorus.
There was a kelp green in the bag and the same lace lingerie that he broke that night.
4
My mother had been curious to find out: “What did Xiaojun send you?” Let me see too. I’m sorry.
When I shake my hand, the speed of light pulls together the paper bag and pulls a little smile:
“Thank you, brother. Your present. Sister loved it. I’m sorry.
I was trying to put things away while I was whispering Zhou’s mind.
So Zhou took a look at me and suddenly he bent his lips and pulled a gift box from behind me:
“Sorry, sister, I made a mistake. That’s a close-up for a friend. That’s a gift for my sister. I’m sorry.
When I didn’t hear it, my mother pulled a bag out of my hand and gave it back to Zhou Zhou and gave me his gift box.
It’s a bottle of perfume, packed in a very simple and generous packaging, with a small and delicate bottle.
And then I swipe through and I see the English that is indicated.
Translator: Green Tea Hill roses.
He means it!
I’ve had a good meal and I’ve even been putting seafood in the chorus.
And when he asked me, “What’s sister doing?”, he had an innocent smile:
“Sisters must like this. I’m sorry.
Eat a meal and have a nice atmosphere.
My mother was pleased to say to Uncle Zhou, “You see, the two kids are so close, I’ll say they’re good together.” I’m sorry.
I looked over my head at her and found out that my mother was happy in every smile on her tail.
After dinner, my mother and Uncle Zhou went for a walk to the next square to let me and Zhou go home.
I noded, and I was headed for the parking lot, and Zhou suddenly stopped me: “Can I get a ride from my sister at night?” I’m sorry.
I couldn’t have rejected him in front of my mom.
Apparently Zhou Zhou knows this well, and when he got in my car, he smiled at me:
“You’re such a good girl today, not like that night…”
“What happened that night? I’m sorry.
I looked out the front window, and I saw my mother take my uncle’s hand last week, and two people turned around and disappeared.
“Bold, direct, passionate. I’m sorry.
I smiled, and I turned around with Zhou’s chin, and I put my lips on it:
“There’s more to it. Want to try it again, brother? I’m sorry.
The young man’s lips were soft and warm, and the breath of the mint that had just been eaten was passing.
I think it’s because I’m still young, and Zhou Zhou’s kisses are not good, and they’re even rusty.
I’m in control of the power, and I’m laughing at my heart: “Do you deserve to be a sea king and a fish?”
It took so long to finally let go.
The lights were dark, and the neon on the front commercial street came and painted a beautiful light and color on his cold and white face.
Zhou Zhou tweaked two breaths and raised his hand across his lips:
“Didn’t you count what you said that night? I’m sorry.
I blinked, “What is it? I’m sorry.
He’s staring at me, and I’m still looking at him innocent and innocent.
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I reached out with my hand, and my finger pointed softly at his thigh two times: “Safe…belt.” I’m sorry.
He opened his eyes and held my finger in one hand: “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
I pulled back my hand, hid my laughter in the cracks of the sound line and started the car:
“I have to go to work tomorrow. I’ll take you home first. I’m sorry.
5
I drove him downstairs for 10 minutes.
Think about it. My mom and Uncle Chow are taking a walk.
“I’ll take you up there.” I’m sorry.
He turned his lips and said, “Sister, she’s really taking the initiative. I’m sorry.
I pretended to be innocent: “Is it not natural to care about my brother?” After all, my mom was your mom. I’m sorry.
Zhou’s eyes were a moment of confusion, but soon they were covered up by tenderness.
He took me upstairs, just walked in the door and couldn’t even turn on the light, and I put my shoulder on the next soft bench.
When he fell on his back, he was in pain and hum, and his voice was down: “Is sister in such a hurry?” I’m sorry.
I don’t know who hit the switch in the action room.
“Zhou Zhou, we’re even. I’m sorry.
I stood up and looked down at him in the eye:
“You don’t mess with little girls anymore. You don’t have enough. I’m sorry.
He coughed twice, sat up straight and his voice was dumb: “I’m messing with little girls, sister jealous?” I’m sorry.
I shrugged my shoulder: “I don’t mind if you think you’re happy. I’m sorry.
Then turn around and leave.
When I got back to the car, Zhou Zhou left the paper bag in his underwear in the side seat.
Open the paper bag, take the underwear out, turn it over to the label, and I found that he had chosen the same size.
I put the bag in the drawer with my hand, turn around and drive home.
My mom didn’t come home this night.
Until the next morning, I had just taken the cooked eggs to the table, and suddenly she sneaked into the door.
Seeing me, I’m stiff, trying to explain:
“Oh, my mother drank a little wine last night, was afraid to disturb you and borrowed it from a friend for the night…”
“… good. I’m sorry.
She sat across from me and looked at me, and she said:
“Mama wants to talk to you about something…”
“Do you want to move somewhere closer to your company? Don’t worry, it’s still you alone. I’m sorry.
“Did you mean Uncle Zhou’s house?” I’m sorry.
My mom was a bit embarrassed to nod her head.
I’m a hard man to adapt to, because otherwise I would have rented a house near the company and would not have driven to work for more than an hour a day.
But when I thought about my mom, when I was a kid and my dad cheated, she put up with it for five years, until she saved up enough money to bring me out.
All these years she’s been trying to take care of my feelings.
Until now I graduated from college.
If you refuse, you can’t say a word.
I’ve been silent for a long time, and I’m nodding at the end of the day when she’s nervous and eager:
“Yeah, I don’t mind. It’s just for work. I’m sorry.
My mom was so relieved:
“Well, well, I’ll tell your uncle Zhou today what do you think of him? I’m sorry.
“Good. I laughed, “You like it. I’m sorry.
Six.
My mom moved very fast, and in about half a month, we packed up and moved to Zhou’s house.
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There is a single floor of over 100 flat tops, even a second floor bedroom for me.
Uncle Zhou smiled at me and said, “Well, you get to know the environment, I’ll go out with your mother and buy something back.” I’m sorry.
I looked through my mother’s happy eyes and noded my head. I’m sorry.
When he came out of the room, he ran into the stairwell last week and looked at me with some thought.
He didn’t want to talk to him, but when he passed by, he reached out and grabbed my wrist and asked me, “Is my sister happy?” I’m sorry.
“What? I’m sorry.
“That night, my sister told me to clear up, I thought you would refuse to move in. I’m sorry.
He said, “Why is he living across from me?” I’m sorry.
I looked back.
Turns out it’s his bedroom, the door on the other side.
Zhou Xian. I’m sorry.
I picked the frown, took a step forward, slowly approached his face, deliberately pushed the sound down:
“To get close, of course, to make it easy for you to find you at night. I’m sorry.
Zhou’s eyelashes stunned twice, and long lashes swept my eyelids and touched me slightly.
It’s too close, the entanglement of the breath is warming.
However, just as I was going to move on, the sound of a lock opening was suddenly coming from downstairs.
“…”
I threw away Zhou Zhou’s hand and took a step back and restored the usual gentle and harmless look.
He looked at me, and suddenly the smile got stronger on his face: “How can I be afraid of my sister when she has the guts? I’m sorry.
“Sister doesn’t understand what you’re talking about. I blinked, “Let’s go, my brother, my mother and Uncle Zhou are back. Let’s go get them. I’m sorry.
When my mom and Uncle Zhou came back, they had a big bag.
She’s obviously passionate about making a good table.
“I can’t believe Auntie’s cooking is so good. I’m sorry.
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My mother didn’t hear the sarcasm in his words, but I sensed it, and the warning swiped him.
Zhou Zhou smiled even more.
My mom was really busy all afternoon making a big table.
Even to take care of Zhou’s taste, there’s not a flower in the table, but only one layer in my soup bowl.
Zhou suddenly asked me at dinner: “Does my sister have a boyfriend?” I’m sorry.
And I stunned with the spoon, and looked at him as shy as I was shy: yet. I’m sorry.
Zhou Zhou seems sad: “Why don’t you fall in love with her?” I’m sorry.
My mother opened the box at once: “Who says no?” It’s too introverted, always thinking of studying. She didn’t even hold a man’s hand…”
The more she said, the more she laughed, the more she looked at me.
Finally, Uncle Zhou said:
“Was she 22 or a little girl? I’m sorry.
My mom took a soft look at me:
“Yeah, so I’m not rushing her for a while — but you’re gonna have to take care of this, okay? I’m sorry.
“I got it, Mom.” I got her a sugary little steak, and I dropped the conversation, “You eat. I’m sorry.
One meal is over.
Zhou put me on the balcony on the second floor before he went to bed.
“How come you haven’t even held a boy’s hand? I’m sorry.
“Big brother is not bad. He hasn’t started school yet. I’m sorry.
Zhou wrinkled his frown: “What kind of fish? Sister, don’t insult me. I’m sorry.
I knew he wouldn’t admit it, and I didn’t have time to argue with him.
I’m not interested in giving him moral standards.
Besides, what kind of person am I? I’m sorry.
And that, in an instant, pulled me back to the night.
It has to be admitted that, to a certain extent, alcohol has only catalyzed my boldness — I can’t be indifferent to a young boy like Zhou.
So, in the middle of the night, after my mom and Uncle Zhou fell asleep, I came out of the room and pushed out the door of Zhou’s concoction.
No, my brother has taken a shower and he’s waiting for me.
It’s no surprise to see me come in, but it’s just a whisper to remind me, “Sister, remember to lock the door.” I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
7
After the weekend, I quickly returned to my busy life as a social animal.
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One night, Zhou Zhou went out to the mountains with his classmates to see the day, and I was going to bed, and suddenly I heard from him: “Did sister sleep?” I’m sorry.
“Get ready to sleep. I’m sorry.
“So… can you pick me up? I’m sorry.
He’s going straight to the voice, he’s going to light it, and the music’s going to sound like a bar.
I almost didn’t hear Zhou Zhou Zhou’s voice: “I was drunk and I couldn’t stand.” I’m sorry.
It’s just a little bit of a downside.
For a moment, I took the car keys from the bed, went out and went downstairs.
It’s good that my mom and Uncle Zhou are sleeping, or I don’t know how to explain it.
I walked into a bar and looked around several times, and I found Zhou Zhou from a group of young boys.
He’s in the corner couch, staring at the band on stage.
Zhou Xian. I went over there and I ordered his shoulder with the car keys, “Go home with my sister.” I’m sorry.
He turned around and looked at me, and there were complex emotions flashing through his eyes.
“Why is my sister really here?” I’m sorry.
I took a look at the side of my subconscious and looked at the look of a woman.
Then it was a bright and high face, with small noses, a wine on the red lips, and a few shrouds of water from dim lights.
For a moment, I laughed, “What’s wrong with my sister? I’m sorry.
“No way. I’m sorry.
The answer was not Zhou Zhou, but a young boy who didn’t look two years older.
He’s got a pair of twirling eyes going this way.
“Get him out of here and stay out of our way. It’s true. I’m sorry.
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The boy, who was called Zong, was not angry, but showed his face with pride.
With that beautiful woman around him, she looks like a big dog.
I exchanged an unspoken look with the woman and then pulled the chorus from the couch.
He’s on his feet, and he falls straight into my arms.
“Yeah. “It’s a good show, but it’s the rest of my game.” I’m sorry.
I put Zhou Zhou in the car, closed the door, and the smell of wine mixed with the fragrance of herbs that was purified on her body, and gradually spread in a narrow space.
I was on the wheel, and I turned around and asked for his opinion: “Go home.” I’m sorry.
Zhou’s eyes were closed and his head shook: “No. I’m sorry.
“Where do you want to go? Go climb, watch the sunrise?”
I think I must have had a strong sense of sarcasm in my tone, because Zhou suddenly opened his eyes and looked at me with wet and dazzling eyes and softened his tone: “Well, the sister took me home. I’m sorry.
8
It’s almost 1:00 in the morning.
I just brought Zhou into my room, and when I reached the edge of the bed, he reached out to my neck and fell down on the bed with me.
Turning round, he buried his face on my shoulder, with a hot breath of heat coming in through the neck of his skirt, and a flame on the skin.
“Sister, what are you doing bringing me to your room so late? I’m sorry.
“What am I going to do, don’t you know? I’m sorry.
There was a strange atmosphere, and there were three knocks outside the door, followed by my mother’s voice:
“Ooh, are you asleep? Mommy just woke up and the lights were on downstairs, as if there was still a door closing…”
The air was as tight as a bow string, and I swallowed two, so I opened my mouth:
“It’s okay, Mom. I’m hungry. Take a takeout downstairs. I’m sorry.
“Then go to sleep before it’s too late. I’m sorry.
Zhou Zhou raised his head and put it in my ear: “The sister is afraid.” I’m sorry.
“How come?” I’m sorry.
His voice was low, with some kind of dark temptation, “Go ahead.” I’m sorry.
The next morning, when I woke up, Zhou Zhou didn’t know when he had returned to his room.
When I finished washing down the stairs, he was sitting at the table and chewing on the sandwich without heart.
My mom sat by and started talking to me again:
“It’s not good to eat at night, and then no takeout at night…”
I looked at Zhou’s face and laughed, and I was so upset, and I asked him nicely:
“Isn’t she going to climb the mountain to see the sunrise? I’m sorry.
“Well, look after the friend’s car. Zhou Zhou looks at me.
“Is sister interested in sunrise too? I took a picture. You can check it out later. I’m sorry.
Sunrise…
I thought of something that came out of last night when it moved.
9
“No, I’m going to work. I’m sorry.
I took a piece of toast in my mouth and waved behind me and quickly ended the conversation.
Zhou Zhou and his classmates went to sing, and I drove him.
On the way, he leaned on the window without an expression.
I’m trying to find the subject: “Do you have everything ready for school tomorrow? I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
“Do you want military training? Do you want sunscreen? I’m sorry.
“No need. I’m sorry.
“You…”
I just threw up a word, and Zhou suddenly sat up and looked at me:
“If you’re so concerned, why don’t you take me to school tomorrow? I’m sorry.
“It’s not impossible. I’m sorry.
He looked at me in silence for a few seconds and turned around and grunted.
It was unclear what emotions were in the sound, but the attitude was clearly softening.
I parked the car on the side of the road: “Here we are. Get out of the car. Don’t drink too much at night. Call me to pick you up. I’m sorry.
Uncle Zhou went to work early the next morning.
My mom sits at the table and looks like she’s in trouble.
It wasn’t until I sent Zhou Zhou to school to help him pack up and come back.
“What’s wrong? “I took a piece of melon with my hand, and I ate and walked.
She looked up at me and seemed to have finally made up her mind: “I’m getting married with your uncle Zhou.” I’m sorry.
Move it, freeze it, drop it on the floor.
I was crouching down to clean up, and I heard my mother whispering, “Don’t you agree?” I’m sorry.
“No, of course I agree. I think Uncle Zhou is fine. You’re a good match for him. I’m sorry.
The melon is ripe, yellow and yellow, and it splatters a sticky juice on the ground.
I’ve been packing up for days, but I’ve got a sticky hand, and I have to stand up and go to the bathroom.
I washed my hands and washed my face under the water and adjusted my face to the mirror before I walked out of the face.
My mom is waiting for me at the door.
I asked her, “When is the date of marriage? I’m sorry.
“It should be at the end of the year. Your uncle Zhou said, “When the training is over, bring your family and friends over for dinner and let us know that the wedding will be ready…”
My mother said, “The light of a little girl’s happiness shines in her eyes.”
“Okay, you decide. I’m sorry.
I went back to my room and found out that Zhou sent me one an hour ago.
Sister, you won’t see me for the next two weeks. Will you miss me? I’m sorry.
It still has a soft tail, as if it were a delicate voice.
It’s probably an off-site screen that doesn’t allow me to see the real person, and I always combine that sound with the young man who looked like that night.
Can’t think anymore.
These two months of living in Zhou’s house, all the incoherent games that I and Zhou won’t admit to losing, perhaps with a few stimuli of joy.
I looked at the dialogue box, and I was suffocating, and I didn’t answer, and I kept my phone silently.
In the next two weeks, it’s probably military training that’s really too busy and too tired for me and Zhou Zhou Zhou to be in touch.
Only once, it seemed that the evening training ended early, and he called me.
For a moment, I’ll take it.
On the other side of the phone, Zhou’s voice was crucified with a wet evening wind, and whispered into his ear: “Sister, are you busy? I’m sorry.
That night, it was the company and the client’s meal, and the next step was to drink.
I took a deep breath, made an anxious look and stood up from my chair. Something happened to Dad or was it an accident? I’m sorry.
10
The table was quiet for a moment, and while a lot of eyes came in, Zhou Zhou changed his tone:
“Is sister in trouble? I’m sorry.
“What hospital? I’ll be right there! I’m sorry.
When I said I was going out, I turned around at the door: “Oh, I’m going first, my dad was in a car accident and I was in the hospital. I’m sorry.
It was not until I came downstairs and walked in a cold evening in the parking lot that the tight body was relaxed.
Sitting in the car, the air around me quieted, and only Zhou Zhou, with a little bit of agitated noise, clearly passed into my ear:
Are you safe now? I’m sorry.
I said, “Well, the company just had a restaurant. I’m sorry.
“Drink”?
“I didn’t drink. “I’ve had two breaths, I’ve started the car, and I’ve got to get out of here or I won’t be able to drink.” I’m sorry.
I haven’t been in touch with Zhou for days. I thought I’d be lost.
But it may be that the night wind is too tempting, in such a situation, to create an appropriate barrier to cut off from the past.
“At the end of five days of military training, we’ll catch up with mid-Autumn holidays and sister will pick me up at school? I’m sorry.
“I’m not sure, if I could take the leave. I’m sorry.
Zhou Zhou Zhou whispered on the phone: “It’s cruel of her sister.” I’m sorry.
Last time he said I was ruthless, after that ridiculous and exciting night.
“You know what your father and my mother are getting married? I’m sorry.
The phone was silent at the end of the week, and it took him a long time to say, “Marriage?” I’m sorry.
“Did your father not tell you? I’m sorry.
Instead of answering, he asked me: “What does it mean that your sister tells me about this?” You want to get over it with me? I’m sorry.
I don’t know why I brought this up.
But in a confused mind, Zhou Zhou’s conscious reaction gave me an infuriation.
So I said, “You can think of it this way.” I’m sorry.
After a moment of silence, Zhou hung up without a word.
I drove the car downstairs, rolled out the window, lit a cigarette and looked at the moon through the gray and white smoke of the tatter.
I’m so confused.
When I got back, my mom was in the living room, making a list of guests for the Mid-Autumn dinner.
The Zhou family didn’t hire any relatives, but she called Grandma and her uncle, and the party was set at Zhou’s house.
The day before the party, I took the company’s leave of absence and went to school to pick up Chow.
This is the first time that I have ever seen standing in a group of people of my own age, the last time I was at a hotel in the dark light, I could not see it.
Autumn Sunshine and Wing, he was wearing a simple white T standing in the light.
His lips were covered, his face was low and his skin was cold, as if he had not been affected by the sun.
He’s the one who’s the best.
There was a little girl with a white shirt in a plaid dress, bending over and talking to him, and her eyes were fixed on him.
I swear with my 22 years of life experience, that little girl is absolutely into him.
The car stopped in front of Zhou, and I rolled out the window and suggested he got in.
The little girl’s look is on the alert.
Before Zhou said, “I am his sister.” I’m sorry.
It wasn’t until the door was closed, a long road was opened, and the Zhou Zhou, who kept his eyes closed on the deputy, asked me, “Sister?” I’m sorry.
“Of course, your father and my mother are setting the date today. I’m sorry.
“The sister who enters my room every night? I’m sorry.
Zhou Zhou! I’m sorry.
We stepped on the brakes in front of the red light and looked at him with a warning.
There was something going on in his eyes, and then it was quiet.
And for a long time, he groaned and leaned back on the back of his chair: “Don’t regret it, Yuji.” I’m sorry.
Eleven.
When Zhou went upstairs, Grandma and Uncle were there.
Sitting on the couch and chatting with relatives of Zhou’s family, the atmosphere was quite pleasant.
My mom was busy in the kitchen, but she didn’t see Uncle Zhou.
“Where’s Uncle Zhou?” I’m sorry.
She turned around and looked at me and put her hands on her forehead sweat:
“Something’s going on at the company. He’s busy in the study. He’ll come out later. I’m sorry.
I said, “Oh, I’ll stay by the pool and wash her.
Until noon, my mom finally brought out a table to greet everyone.
Uncle Zhou came out of the study and looked around.
I don’t know. It’s not my fault. It’s like I’m feeling a little strange when I’m here.
After three rounds of wine, my mom was a little nervous about Uncle Chow.
He got up with a glass, and he got up, and he said:
“I invite you here today to announce a happy day, me and Yu Ning.”
It’s not over yet.
I turned around and looked at the projector on the wall of the living room, which was slowly moving down.
“Hey, who opened this thing?”
My mom didn’t say anything and suddenly a picture appeared on the curtain:
Zhou leaned on the door and looked up at me, and seemed drunk.
And I was kissing him with one hand on his chin and the other on his lean waist.
One can see who is taking the initiative and who is forced to do it.
I don’t know who’s screaming.
“Ah-oh-oh. How come the people in this picture are a little bit like twilight and twilight? I’m sorry.
It’s as if my blood was frozen, I was stuck, I opened my mouth, and I found it difficult to make a single syllable.
His eyes turned to the chorus across the street, and he looked at me like he was blinded by a cold fog.
The atmosphere that used to be so hot and sour has fallen to the point of ice.
My eyes are moving in an inch and my faces are full of faces, my words are silent and my eyes are strikingly united.
It’s a shock, or even an aversion and contempt.
I can’t even see my mom’s face.
In her eyes, I’ve been bitter, understanding, listening and everything.
It’s just that you’re too introverted and you haven’t talked about it since you were in love.
She doesn’t know, my true face is light, debauchery, free from fear.
Now this one she’s never known, destroys her happiness.
Everything that follows is logical.
My mother and Uncle Zhou were able to keep up their last honour, sending their relatives away and then standing in the living room with relative silence.
A moment later, my mother finally made a hard speech:
“Chou, I’ll move out today with the twilight and we’ll never contact again. I’m sorry.
Uncle Zhou, who’s always been with Yuya, sighs, stretches his hand on my mother’s shoulder:
“Yunning, don’t worry. It’s not your fault. I’m sorry.
Of course it’s not her fault.
It’s me.
Uncle Zhou turned back to the study and I bit my tongue and went upstairs to pack.
It’s like the day I was supposed to move out, and I brought the luggage, and it’s hardly been opened.
I’ve been thinking about the past while pulling out a few clothes in my closet.
When I was eight years old, my dad cheated on me and brought her home, and I found out that my mom bit his teeth and divorced him.
She had nothing to do with it, just took me away.
After all these years, my mother wasn’t without a suitor, but, in my mind, she didn’t say anything.
Only once, she brought an uncle home for dinner, and then she stopped seeing people.
That weekend, I was hiding in the bedroom, listening to my mom calling in the small living room:
“What does he mean by the look in his eyes, that I don’t know? That’s my daughter! I’m sorry.
After college, I started dating.
Thanks to my nice face, my innocent and loving face, I had a lot of boyfriends and even enjoyed a seemingly passive position to manipulate each other.
All this, I never let my mom know.
I’d rather be in her heart, I’d never understand, I’d be indifferent, I’d hate her to find out who I am.
Tears came out and a drop fell on a folded dress.
I wiped my eyes hard and dragged the suitcases to the door.
Just one step, and it’s set.
Zhou stood at the door and looked at me without a word.
Maybe it’s because of the light. I can’t see the look on his face at once, but I can only hear his low voice: “Phil.”
I packed my emotions and kept walking away with my suitcase.
And when I passed by, I walked and my head did not turn, saying, “This is what you said, so let me not regret it. I’m sorry.
“Chou Zhou, or did I underestimate you? I’m sorry.
12
On the way back, I was driving, afraid to speak.
My mother finally said, “When were you and Xiao Zhu?” I’m sorry.
My hands were tight on the wheel, “…before I moved in.” I’m sorry.
She’s in the back seat. She’s in a very complicated mood.
“Why didn’t you tell Mom about this big thing?” If I knew that you were in this relationship with Xiaoxiang, neither would your uncle Zhou…”
Not much? Not together?
“Mom, I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
She really liked Uncle Zhou.
When she was with him, every look on her face glowed like a little girl in love.
My mother was quiet for a moment and suddenly sat straight from behind: “No. I’m sorry.
“I started thinking about you two in love, and I forgot the picture. She’s wrinkled.
“What’s the idea of putting pictures out on such occasions?” I’m sorry.
What’s the idea?
Destroying the marriage between his father and my mother completely broke my relationship with him.
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When I get home, I’ll pack my bags and put Zhou’s.
More than two months in the Zhou family were like a dream after life was wrong.
Now that I’m awake, I’m going back to life.
As new projects were negotiated in the company, work suddenly became busy.
One night, it was late after overtime, and I dragged tired bodies into the convenience store and took a can of coffee from the shelf.
At that point, a familiar figure appeared in the gap between the two shelves.
Tall, skinny, with a little cute girl around.
My whole body is standing still, and my coffee cans are squeezed silently.
Soon, the man turned around.
Not Chow.
I’m relieved that I didn’t realize what I was thinking until I got my coffee in the car.
This moment, I finally admit, Zhou Xian is different to me.
I finished a whole cup of coffee in the car, quietly for a moment, and called my best friend Song Yeon, “I’m in a bad mood, come out and have a drink.” I’m sorry.
In the corner of the bar where we used to go, I ordered two mojitos, and heard a consistent and multi-speaking Song Yeon-gil about her torture at the coach.
At the end, she suddenly said:
“Yeah, you remember the one I told you about, the one next to us? I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
She suddenly mentioned Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou, making my heart seem to have been squeezed.
“Big heart!” He had a fish roll over, found out by three girlfriends at the same time, beat him up, took pictures of him and sent a circle of friends! I’m sorry.
She lit a few times on the screen and handed me her phone.
The curtains were painted with a handsome face, but were beaten on the cheeks, bruised on the mouth and blue on the left eye.
But there is no doubt that this face has nothing to do with Zhou Xian.
I stand still.
Memories come up again.
That night Song Yeon and I were half drunk.
She came back from the bathroom and told me that the brother of the King who tried to raise the fish and was found by her was in the next compartment.
“In a white T-shirt, it looks nice and clear, but it’s not human. I’m sorry.
And then I saw it early, and I walked out with my bag.
Turns out he’s wearing a white T against the wall, and if he thinks about it, he’ll take a look at me.
When I looked at him in his place, and thought of what Song-yeon said, I went over and grabbed his shoulder, and put it in his ear, and breathed “Do you want to go home with your sister?” I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
So, I’ve been wrong since the beginning?
I’ve got the wrong person, the wrong spirit, but the little boy who was chosen followed me home and followed me to the game of deliberately seducing me after a drinking catalog.
That night, he put his questions in my ear again: “Does it sound exciting to hear the corner of my father and your mother, sister? I’m sorry.
The answer is clear.
From the beginning, he knew who I was.
Song Yeon found something wrong. Put the glass down and approach me.
“What’s wrong? I don’t think you’re doing too well. Are you under stress lately? I’m sorry.
I’m a bit hard to say, “Well, sort of. I’m sorry.
Yeah, in her eyes and in everyone else’s eyes, I’m a gamer, and I’ll never give my heart.
If I had a problem, it could have been something else in my life.
Never because of a man.
Or a little four-year-old boy.
13
A few drinks. Song Yeon and I are a little drunk. We can’t drive.
In front of the bar, there was a wind blowing, and with a mobile phone it was about to call for a ride, and a familiar sound came out.
“Pipe”?
Raise your head. It’s a student I dated in college.
He was three years younger and had a harmless face and a simple character.
At first we knew, he was at the school library, and I’m sure he just wanted to have a pure school relationship with me.
I took him for three months, and I felt a little guilty, and I broke up.
After hearing the reason for the break-up, I was told, “I disagree.” I’m sorry.
I deliberately deleted all his contacts, and the boy waited for weeks under our dormitory.
I didn’t come back until I walked in front of him with my new boyfriend’s arms.
I just wanted to say hello, and I didn’t think the road would come by, and I said, “How are you?” I’m sorry.
“Nothing, a little drunk. I rubbed my pains in the temple, and I kept plowing the trigger for the driver, “What are you doing here? Come play with friends? I’m sorry.
And he looked at me, and reached out with his hand to hold me carefully: “I’m not going in. I’ll take you home.” I’m sorry.
I opened my mouth and couldn’t answer it. Song Yeon standing next to me couldn’t wait to speak:
“I’m glad, Lou. I still believe in you. And you haven’t graduated yet. You’ll never do anything illegal, will you?”
The latter sentence is clear and implies a warning.
I looked at her.
Song Yeon down his voice: “Bow, I’ve been drinking with you so late, my boyfriend’s already having a little mood.” I’m sorry.
She pointed to a car parked across the road:
“I’ll have to go back, and you’ll have to send you back – call me if you need anything. I’m sorry.
I barely stood up with my arm on the road and saw Song-yeon cross the road and pull the door in.
The window swung a half, and there were men with cold eyes.
He took a cold look at me and turned and drove away.
And We chose the horn of the lips to take away their sight, but fastened their hands on the wrists of the way.
Across the street, under a light near the flowering plaque, Zhou Zhou was standing there staring at me.
The shadow cut his face into two distinct sides, half of his face was hidden in the shadows, blinded by the light’s eye, and he fell through it as though he were a little dog.
And we looked at him for two seconds, and took away our sights and whispered, “My car is over there, let’s go.” I’m sorry.
As a result, the other hand was suddenly held by a force.
I turned my head and saw Zhou’s lips squeezing.
“Did I find a younger sister who wouldn’t even talk to me? I’m sorry.
What is that?
It’s just that I haven’t been back yet, and the other side of the road has been whispering, “Let’s go. I’m sorry.
A young boy with one hand and a young boy with one eye on the other, with one eye on each other and a little bit more hand-held.
Sometimes people pass by, and the eyes they throw are very long, as if they were watching the rich woman, or the Sea King rolls over.
The cold wind blows, and I finally wake up and look at Zhou, “You…”
And when he had just spitted out a word, he suddenly pulled the door and pulled me out of the way, and put me in the car, and then he went around the other side, and he entered the seat.
It’s like it’s coming through the window, and it’s kind of anxious to fall down and slap the window. I’m sorry.
‘Go back to your place first.’
I didn’t finish my speech, and suddenly the twigs were on my shoulder and kissed.
He put his lips on my lips and said, “Didn’t my sister want to play with me? Is it exciting enough now? I’m sorry.
It’s a seemingly brutal kiss that can be touched with a bit of care.
And my heart was soft, and it was not turned away from him immediately, and the consequence was to sink.
The entanglement of breath is rising, and the alcohol is spreading.
It took him a while to finish the kiss and I turned around and the road was gone.
I was breathing a little, staring at the chorus in front of me.
“The car keys.” I’m sorry.
I laughed, “Do you have a driver’s license?” I’m sorry.
The next second, a driver’s license hit me.
“Brother, it’s against the law to give false testimony…”
I’ll kiss you if you talk again. I’m sorry.
I shut my mouth, pulled the car keys out of the bag and shoved them into his hand, and I gave him the address, and my eyes were on the back of the chair.
Zhou Zhou’s drive was fast and steady, and I almost fell asleep when I drove to the underground parking lot in our neighborhood.
A spirit woke up, and I was frightened by Zhou’s close face, and my consciousness leaned backwards.
My face was clearly reflected in his pupil’s eyes, and a black and blackness appeared in his eyes, and all that was filled with his eyes, apart from a drunken accident, was heavy wear and tear.
“Is your sister tired lately? I’m sorry.
I turned my face away from his eyes: “I’m busy, I’m working overtime. I’m sorry.
The parking lot was quiet late in the night, with only cold night winds blowing in.
I unzipped my seatbelt, pushed the door out of the car, pulled a hundred bucks out of my wallet and delivered it to Chow’s face:
“Thank you for taking me home today. My car’s going to work next week. You can take a cab. I’m sorry.
He didn’t answer, he looked up at me and looked a little cold in his eyes: “Sister wants to give me money.” I’m sorry.
“…”
He got out of the car and approached me step by step: “Is it true that what happened that night didn’t happen?” I’m sorry.
And I had a moment, and I came up, and my cheek was slightly hot.
But thinking about what happened that day at Chow’s house, it was like pouring cold water in the head.
In a moment, the whole body was awake.
I took a little step back, looked up at Zhou and took a deep breath:
“Zhou Zhou, you’re right. I regret it. I regret it. But now that you’ve done so well, now you’re messing with me. I’m sorry.
The smile on his lips suddenly disappeared.
“You think I released the photo, don’t you?” I’m sorry.
14
It’s not him. Who else? Am I?
I’d like to ask him a few questions, but perhaps I was drunk enough to let my memory flow back, and I was dragged back to the insolent, turned midday.
Even after more than a month, I was afraid to tell my mother what happened that day.
It was only on a few occasions that I realized that she had not given up her feelings for Uncle Zhou.
At this point, I cannot say whether I blame myself more or hate Zhou more.
I just lost my strength to confront him.
Just want to get out of here.
I was tired of looking at Zhou, “Whoever lets it out, it’s over between your father and my mother, it’s over between me and you — Zhou, like so many of your little girls, there’s no need to keep me company.” I’m sorry.
He looked down, raised a moment later, and looked into my eyes, filled with bitterness, even a blemish:
“Sister too — you’ve got so many young boys, you’ve never missed me, have you? I’m sorry.
“Yes. I’m sorry.
Zhou looked at me for a moment, pulled a smirk out of his lips and left his head.
I stood there and watched his back disappear at the exit of the parking lot.
After returning home, my mother fell asleep on the couch in the living room.
I kicked off my heels, and I went over there and I woke her up, “Mom, I’m back. Go to bed. I’m sorry.
She opened her eyes: “How is it so late today?” I’m sorry.
“Well, working late…”
I took her to the bedroom, watched her lie down, fell asleep again, threw her bag, took a bath and changed her clothes.
After taking a bath, I picked up my phone and found Song-yeon making two phone calls and sending several messages, so I went back:
“Don’t worry, I’m home safe. I’m sorry.
She’s like, “Well, that’s good. Lu Qi said you were taken away by another boy and you didn’t answer your phone.
“All right. I’m sorry.
“Just get some sleep. By the way, Lute asked me if you had changed your number, and I told him no, and I thought the kid must have thought of you. I’m sorry.
As soon as she’s finished, Lotte’s friend’s application came.
He hesitated, and I passed, and the kid sent a face bag and asked me, “Have you come home?” I’m sorry.
“Well, ready to sleep. I’m sorry.
“Is that your boyfriend at the bar today? Did you fight?”
I hesitated to hold my hand and thought it was too complicated to explain it: “It’s sort of.” I’m sorry.
It’s been a half-day over there.
“I don’t think I respect you the way he did today. I’m sorry.
The road is still pure, and I can see through it at first glance.
But he seems to think he’s doing very well.
“I’m just wondering if you’re drunk tonight and trying to get you home. I don’t think he trusts you at all.
At this moment, the road has been in front of my heartless little dog from the very beginning, and I have remembered Zhou Zhou.
Reminiscent of that night of the light, fate coincided with my misunderstanding and his deliberate attempt to lure him down to an uncontrollable abyss.
And that which is in his eyes, except for the shaking of the light, there is only one of me who is clear.
When I looked back, I suddenly didn’t want to read the news of the way, and I said, “It’s too late for you to rest early.” I’m sorry.
The phone was then thrown under the pillow.
And the night of the dream, and the morning of the day, when We sat at the table with a painful temple in it, the bell was rang.
My mom opened the door, and soon, the sound came familiar at the door: “Aunt, I came to deliver the keys to the car that was dropped last night. I’m sorry.
15
A sip of milk suffocated in my throat, and I walked to the door while I was coughing so hard that I had to close.
My mom stopped me.
She looked at Zhou and looked at each other in a very complex way, and she gave up an empty spot. I’m sorry.
Zhou Zhou entered the door immediately and pulled the door backwards.
Three men stood at once in the small bastion, which seemed particularly crowded.
Zhou Zhou is very tall, but standing in front of his mother, who is short, seems to have a low-eyed temper:
“Aunt, so early to interrupt. I’m just worried about the car today. I can’t find the keys.”
That’s a very funny thing to say.
Indeed, the green tea power of the Luttsun was not enough for him.
Zhou Zhou sat on the sofa and my mom went to the kitchen to pour water, and I followed him.
“Mom, why did you let him in? I’m sorry.
She moved and looked up at me: “Isn’t it because of him that you’ve had a hard time? I’m sorry.
“I am not…”
My mom shot my hand and whispered:
“I know that Zhou Zhou never wanted me to marry his father. Now it’s impossible for me and your uncle Zhou to talk if you still like him. I’m sorry.
My nose is sore, “But he put the picture out…”
“Then ask him yourself, see if he can explain it. I’m sorry.
She took the glass and went out first: “Zhou Zhou Zhou, I’ll go out first and buy a dish. If you and Zhu Zhu Zhou speak slowly. I’m sorry.
Zhou suddenly reached out to stop her:
“Don’t bother, auntie, I’m here today to buy you a meal to make amends for your ignorance. I’m sorry.
I can’t believe that Zhou Zhou can say such reasonable words.
Soon, Zhou drove us to a very nice Western restaurant downtown.
The light was warm and vague in the restaurant, and after I sat down, I found a rose in a white tile on the table.
Obviously, this is a restaurant for dating couples.
We were wondering why Zhou Zhou had brought me and my mother here to eat, and looked at the window with his eyes, and stood still.
There were two people sitting in front of the window, each moving in a vague way.
A woman in a white dress is very well-known, and a man in a suit who is in a suit, and he has a face that all three of us know.
I reacted to my mother’s face the first time I saw her face, but only her pale face.
I grabbed her cold hand and heard her ask Zhou Zhou: “When your father and I split up, we found the new guy so soon? I’m sorry.
Zhou was silent for a moment.
“Aunt, it’s not new. You didn’t move out of my house when she was with my dad. I’m sorry.
“It was not my relative who came to the house that day. I didn’t put the picture on it. I’m sorry.
“He just thinks you’re forced to marry and want to leave you completely. I’m sorry.
My mother stood up and threw my hand away and went to the table of the man and the woman, with champagne on the table, on the face of the man.
Zhou Bien, you’re brazen! I’m sorry.
“You don’t want to marry me. Tell me straight. Give me my daughter’s name. I’m sorry.
It seemed like she was burning a fire of anger, and Zhou calmed down and looked this way.
When he saw Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou, he wrinkled his brow and restored his calm.
“Yunning, you’re acting like this. “He shakes his head and pulls out a tissue of wine on his face.
“I’ll be straight with you. Will you listen? As for your daughter, she was the one who tried to seduce my son. I’m sorry.
My mother yelled at him: “You fart!” Your son, an adult man, can’t push a girl? You’ve got a lot of money! I’m sorry.
There’s too much noise, and the waiter has come and invited my mother out.
I went after him.
When I got in the elevator, turned around, and Zhou Zhou Zhou came after me.
# And the gills #
“You knew your dad was a piece of shit, right? I’m sorry.
“I am…”
“That night in the hotel box, you were waiting for me at the door, weren’t you? I’m sorry.
The elevator stops, Zhou shakes his head and looks like he’s trying to argue something.
I took my mother’s hand and ran away.
Zhou Zhou, I’m telling you seriously, this is over and you’ll never contact me again. I’m sorry.
16
In the car, my mom cried out with my arm.
She stomped and said, “It’s my mother’s fault, I’ve lived 50 years and I don’t know who you are, and your reputation has been corrupted by these two dogs…”
I shook my head hard, “Mom, don’t think so, you’re right. I’m sorry.
What’s wrong with her?
And Zhou will be humbled and shameless, and will watch, and We will be gentle.
In this complex relationship, only she is right.
When I got home, my mother had a disease, and I took a leave of absence from the company and took care of her at home for days.
And when my mother was healed, it was as if she had become a human being, like a young woman who was naive, a fantasies of love, and was completely stripped of her.
Instead, it is the coldness of middle-aged women when they see red dust.
When I got back from work one day, I heard my mom at the table talking about Zhou Zhou:
“He moved into our neighborhood. Who knows what the hell he’s up to. I’m sorry.
“The like of his father is the like of his son, and do not be deceived by him.” I’m sorry.
I’ll swallow a sip of noodles, “Okay. I’m sorry.
As a result, Zhou Zhou Zhou ran into the Zhou Zhou when he came downstairs after dinner.
He’s long before, and this is a long, thin circle, and he looks like he’s got a scrawny face.
I looked at him with the light, and I took his eyes back, threw the garbage and turned around.
And then Zhou came after him, and his voice was filled with pain and pain: “I want to talk to you…”
“There is nothing to talk about. I don’t look down on my eyes, “My mother told me not to go out with your family. I’m sorry.
And for the days that followed, when I went to work, I saw Zhou standing downstairs from time to time, as if waiting for me, but when I was scolded, I was really afraid to come forward.
It’s the first winter, and it’s the day I go home from work, and it’s so heavy and heavy, and it’s like I’m gonna dump the snow all over the place.
I came out of the underground parking lot in a tight coat and hurriedly approached the entrance to the building, but saw Zhou Zhou standing there at the corner with a large cake box in my hand.
Today is my birthday, but my mother has prepared a table for me at home, so I’m just passing by without looking at him.
When I went upstairs, my mom made soup in the kitchen, and I took an orange and went to the window, and I looked down with my heart.
As a result, Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhu Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhou was still standing there.
I stopped a little while back in the restaurant, and my mom greeted me for dinner:
“The soup’s ready and the cake’s open. Come and blow out the candles. I’m sorry.
Half-eating, snowing outside.
Reason tells me that this snow, like Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou, can’t bear it, must have gone back long ago.
But emotionally, it was too much to hold back and wanted to go to the window again.
I had to go to the kitchen to wash my mother’s dishes, and she handed over half a bag of garbage: “Take it down and throw it away.” I’m sorry.
And when I set my weight free, and I went out with that bag of garbage, and I went out of the unit door, and I threw away the garbage, and I found Zhou Zhou was still in the position.
The snow had fallen on his shoulder and head, and on his long eyelashes were melted beads.
Zhou Zhou is sick! Do you think you’re doing some bitter TV show? What are you doing here? I’m sorry.
He looked me in the eye, handed over the cake box with his hands, and the frozen white lips bent out a radial with some difficulty: “Happy birthday. I’m sorry.
“…you go home. I’m sorry.
Instead of listening to me, he continued: “It’s actually my nineteenth birthday. I’m sorry.
“Nineteen years ago, my mother died in a snowy weather. I’m sorry.
I was standing there.
The fact that the chorus in front of me is still standing on the back of the spine, and that it’s warm and harmless, reminds me of a rainy day when a vagrancy cat shows up to me in the street.
It’s obvious, sign of weakness.
A little sour in the deepest part of my heart, and finally I walked over it with my heart, and I picked up the box of cake with a cold rope from his hand: “Let’s go, go home.” I’m sorry.
17
The house he rented was on the 13th floor of the building next to us, looking out from the balcony in the living room, and he could see the window where the lights were lit.
When I got home, I was rushing Zhou to change the clothes that were soaking in snow, and then I opened the cake box myself, stuck a candle in it, lit it.
By the time he came out, the candles had been lit in half.
I said, “Come and blow the candle. I’ll be back in a minute. My mom’s waiting for me. I’m sorry.
Zhou Zhou looked at me deeply, and a moment later said, “Okay. I’m sorry.
I made a wish with him in my eyes, blew out the candle, watched him eat the cake and finally breathed, and stood up and walked to the door:
“Come on, get yourself a hot bath after the cake.
It’s not over yet, and there’s a warm and warm path coming from behind and rounding my waist.
I turned off the living room lights in order to create an atmosphere where candles were blown.
At the moment, the room was dark, with only light from the street outside the window, coming in from the other side of the transparent glass, and a moonlight in the room.
And Zhou Zhou’s face was buried on my shoulder, and he whispered in my ear, saying, ‘Son, do not go. I’m sorry.
It’s been a long time since he called my sister.
I had a moment of confusion.
The sound was as light as a wind, but it was wet and hot, and it was whispering to me.
The feeling of itching spreads, I shrunk my neck, and the muscles in the back tighten in an instant.
Zhou Zhou’s hand has gone under the sweater and touched the double button in the back:
I can play with you if you don’t leave me.
I went over my head and tried to scold him, and my cheek touched the boy’s forehead.
“You have a fever! I’m sorry.
Zhou’s hands fell down, and people were lying down on my shoulder, grunting twice.
I tried my best to get him into the bedroom, get him to lie down in the bed, and I went back and found a thermometer.
38.6°C, it’s a fever.
I pulled a blanket to cover Zhou, and I went to the bathroom to wet a towel and folded it on his forehead.
Just about to get him another cup of medicine, but his wrist was held.
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Seriously, actually, I’m a little soft and hard.
If Zhou comes hard, I probably won’t listen.
But now he’s soft first, and I can’t just leave people here when they’re sick.
And I sneezed, and returned to him, and reassured him: “If I am not going, I shall find you something to eat.” I’m sorry.
At the end of the week, Zhou Zhou took herbs and had a cold and the whole person fell asleep.
In his sleep, he talks about a vague “sister” from time to time.
I held the handler, I had a few problems by the bed, and I didn’t figure out how to explain this to my mom.
But my mother sent the message first: “Are you coming home tonight?” I’m sorry.
And I turned back with my heart, and said, “I won’t go back to that, but I have a friend who suddenly has something to do with her.” I’m sorry.
“Be safe. I’m sorry.
I’ve been staring at these four words for half a day, and I don’t know if it’s my fault, but I always think they’re very interesting.
I stayed in the middle of the night and changed Zhou’s ice towels twice and left his house with his hands and feet when his temperature fell below 37°C.
At this time, the sky has been covered.
The snow came out all night, and the ground was thick, and I shuddered into the house and found my mother awake.
I stood at the door and laughed a little awkwardly.
So my mom came up and put a bag in my hand, “Now that you’re back, go with me.” I’m sorry.
“What? Mom, I’ve been busy all night, and now I just want to sleep…”
That’s why I found it very misleading, but my mother obviously didn’t want to hear my explanation, but she just waved:
“Eggs at the door of the district are on sale for 15 per person. You can buy them with me and then sleep. I’m sorry.
“…success. I’m sorry.
I haven’t seen Zhou Zhou in the next few days.
He was supposed to have moved away, and one day he came home from work and found out he was sitting in the living room helping my mother with the potatoes.
I couldn’t stand up, so I grabbed the door.
Zhou looked at me and smiled softly and innocently with his lips: “The final exam is over. I’m sorry.
It turns out that the previous period was due to exam week…
When I realized what I was thinking, I went into the kitchen, locked the door back in my hand and asked my mother how she was here.
My mom looked helpless:
“In the afternoon, we went out to buy food, and the bag broke down downstairs, and a pile of stuff rolled around. Just happened to pick it up last week. I can’t help it. I’ll just have to invite someone over for dinner. I’m sorry.
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I sent him symbolically to the door, closing the door after saying good-bye, and Zhou turned his head and looked at me:
Can you get me out of the blacklist? I’m sorry.
When the door closed, I took my phone out of my pocket, and I hesitated, or did I put Zhou’s phone and…
As a result, the following morning, a loud sound came out of the door, and I woke up and pushed out the bedroom door, and I found my mother lying at the door, and there were several oranges on the ground.
When I got their response 20 minutes later, I reached Zhou’s cell phone.
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He put a can of hot milk in my hand, so softly appeased:
“Don’t be afraid. Auntie’s young and always in good health. She’ll be fine. I’m sorry.
The heart, which had been restless and distraught, had receded in His comfort.
Soon the ambulance arrived and my mother was carried on a stretcher, pushed in the car and taken to hospital.
After a simple first aid diagnosis, the doctor told me, “No life is in danger, the patient will soon wake up.” I’m sorry.
My mother had some signs of high blood pressure, which, together with the unhappiness and cold weather, had finally erupted this day.
The doctor said that it was not serious and that it would only take a few days to be hospitalized.
I finally got my breath so I realized that my back was in the cold sweat.
Indeed, as the doctor said, my mother woke up very quickly, and I heard that Zhou Zhou was with me and took her to the hospital, and he was very gentle with him: “Oh, Xiao Xian, thanks to you.” I’m sorry.
Plus the next few days, when my mom was in hospital, my mom was getting better because I had to go to work, and I came to bed on a cold break.
Even once, when I was on my way over from work, Zhou went down to buy her food, and my mother suddenly got mad at me:
“Sweet is a good kid, not like his coronary beast. I’m sorry.
“…”
I’m not talking.
Even if it’s so big in Zhou Bian, my mother’s innocent, innocent, stupid and sweet nature hasn’t changed.
“It’s true that after all, Zhou Bien is no longer a good father, and Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou has no reason to hate his father for us two strangers. I’m sorry.
My mom talks while she looks at me and says, “I don’t want to move.”
“But Mom doesn’t make you feel like this, it’s up to you young people to decide. I’m sorry.
I’m “um” and I’m confused.
The other day, I asked Song Yeon to come out for dinner again, and she came up and asked me:
“Wasn’t you in love? “The kind that walks in your heart?”
“Why do you ask? I’m sorry.
“When did I ever see you like the King of the Sea? I’m sorry.
And she was standing there, and she was like, “Let me guess, who?” I’m sure it wasn’t Lute. He didn’t have the skills. I’m sorry.
“Not really. I’m sorry.
I quickly denied it, but I couldn’t help but remember Zhou.
On the night of the snow, in his dark living room, he put a sticky “sister” in my ear and put a hand on my waist.
It is undeniable that the physical reaction is more honest than any verbal justification.
At that moment, my body and heart miss him.
The door was pushed open, and Zhou came in with a lunch box and whispered to my mother:
” Aunty, I asked the doctor. He said your body is fine and you can leave tomorrow. I’m sorry.
“Wild, little girl. I’m sorry.
My mom picked up the lunchbox, and Zhou Zhenton, turned around and looked at me.
The lightness and indifference of his eyes when they were not seen again, deep as the sea, when he looked at me, seemed to hide words.
My heart hurts a little.
19
The next morning, I came to help my mother with the discharge.
It’s less than a week before New Year’s Eve.
My mom was very active, and then she got better, and then she started getting busy with the old stuff.
I’m a little worried that it’s only a few days away from New Year’s holiday, and I just took a few more days off from the company and went out with her every day to buy.
It turns out it’s not a coincidence that every morning when we leave, we can all go downstairs for the last week.
People who go to buy old goods become the three of us.
Early in the thirty-first day, my mom asked me to put on the Spring Union, and as soon as the door opened, I saw the Zhou Zhou who stood outside the door.
“You’re not going home on New Year’s Eve?” I’m sorry.
He laughed, “My father and I had a fight, and he told me not to go back for the New Year. I’m sorry.
…and then my mother, who was a vendetta, was invited into the house.
Finally, I cut the tape, and I gave it to the Zhou Zhou, of course.
I didn’t say a word to Zhou Zhou, but he looked at me like an invisible net, a little bit of my heart.
The bell was ringing at 12 o’clock, and my mom was crying back to her room.
Because I had a little red wine on the night of spring, and I was dizzy, and I went to wash, and I went back to my bedroom with my pyjamas in coral velves.
Zhou Zhou Zhou’s bed was in the living room, and then I was half awake and suddenly he pushed in.
Sister, are you asleep?
I tried to pretend not to answer, and he fell down and whispered in my ear, “Son, your eyelashes are shaking.” I’m sorry.
“Shut up. I’m sorry.
I opened my eyes and looked at him with some vigilance.
Alcohol, late at night, twilight on the bed, and twilight on my knees.
With the exception of the difference between winter and summer, all this makes me wonder about the beginning of the first night, when the chaos of fate began.
It’s like he’s through my mind, and he smiles, and he rips the pyjamas’ collar down again, and his voice is low, like a temptation:
“Sister, continue if you like. I’m sorry.
Before desire completely engulfed my senses, I swayed my head in time and woke myself up.
Zhou Xian. I took a deep breath, and I said, “That night you were waiting for me in front of the box, right? I’m sorry.
And when the atmosphere of obscurity is suddenly lost, and Zhou laughs, and closes his eyes, and opens it, it is a desperate awakening.
“Sister, if you want to know, I’ll tell you everything. I’m sorry.
“My mother died the day I was born. From what I remember, the woman next to my dad, I’ve seen all sorts of things, even sneaking at me, trying to poison my dad’s property for himself — six months ago he told me he had a new girlfriend, a girl older than me. I’m sorry.
“At that time, I was curious, because my father liked young and beautiful like all the middle-aged men who had a career. I don’t know what attracted her. I just heard from my father that her daughter went to a graduation dinner at the hotel. I didn’t think you’d ask me when you first saw me.”
He paused a little bit, and his ears came up with a slight red: “You ask me if I want to go home with you.” I’m sorry.
My cheeks are burning.
“And then something like that happened, and I thought you were a green tea and that your mother was not a good person. I don’t want to worry about my dad’s bullshit about relationships, just watching you move in, even wondering when your mom’s gonna show up. I’m sorry.
“But I didn’t wait for her to show up, but I waited for my heart. I’m sorry.
I’m snuggling.
“Sister, I find that I love you, the kind of thing that you miss one day without seeing you, but you seem to just want to do that with me. So I became restless and didn’t know how to change the situation, and I just watched myself get deeper and deeper. That night, you told me my dad was getting married to your mom, and my first reaction was impossible. I’m sorry.
‘Cause when my dad and your mom were together, it didn’t end completely. I don’t believe he’d take it all seriously. So he put out that picture, or something like that. But your first reaction was to doubt me. In that moment, there was nothing left of my mind. I think that perhaps I could use such a break to get myself out of your heart and cut off this chaotic relationship. I’m sorry.
Zhou Zhou Zhou has reached out and tried to hold my hand.
I shrunk to the back, and he didn’t push him away and let him hold my warm fingers.
Zhou opened his mouth and suddenly his eyes were slightly red before he spoke.
“But I was wrong. I couldn’t bear to see the man holding you at the bar. I think, sister, it’s the hand that shakes my hand, touches my waist, and wears my wedding ring.”
He came over and rubbed my hand with his cheek.
“I don’t want you to touch anyone again. I’m sorry.
“Sister, I really want to be with you, to spend the rest of my life with you — but now, it’s up to you. I’m sorry.
“You say no, I accept it. I’m sorry.
He said everything he had to say and then closed his eyes as if he were waiting for my final sentence.
The beast that lay in darkness, once again sheds upon me a soft belly.
He handed his fate over to me in full compliance, whether I had finally turned it out against him, whether it was food or a blade.
It spreads a little warm and sour feeling from the bottom of my heart, and then it gradually expands into a sea in my heart.
And he was in the middle of the water.
I was silent for a long time, reaching out my hand to hold his face and kissing him on the lips.
“I promised. I’m sorry.
I knew a long time ago that it was not one-sided submission.
Because he tamed me too.
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
