How does it feel when a boy finds out a girl who’s been chasing him for a long time has given up on him?

I had a long time with a guy I liked, and that day I helped him clean up his house and found some secrets in the trash, and that moment I found out I didn’t love him.

When you clean up the bedroom for the boys you like, you knock out the trash can. A bunch of towels roll out.

Looks like it won’t take long. Last night, maybe this morning.

I can’t describe the moment’s mood.

One.

When my mom called, I was helping the river clean up the bedroom.

Since last month, the river has left its spare key in my hands.

I’ll be here almost every day.

Although he has not yet spoken formally, it seems that we are already indifferent to this relationship.

After asking about my life, my mother suddenly said that Zhao had returned home.

The hands of the nightstand were being wiped, and the moment the name was heard, it stopped.

Next second, I quickly turned off the speaker.

I saw the river sitting on the sofa, playing with the phone in silence, through the sewn door.

The expression on the face is a constant lack of apathy.

I don’t think so.

I think.

I’m relieved, I’m down and I ask my mother:

“Isn’t she getting married next month? Why did you suddenly come home? I’m sorry.

“You don’t know? My mom seemed to hesitate and stopped talking.

Finally, sighs and telling me that Zhao’s boyfriend cheated on her before she got caught in the act, and that the marriage was natural.

The two simple words have completely kept me alive.

Zhao is my cousin for months.

We grew up together, and it was hard for me to hear my mom say she was having this.

On the other hand…

Zhao is the only recognized girlfriend of the entire university.

And I was, at best, a classmate close to the river.

When I learned that the river was in love with Zhao, I wanted to keep my distance from them.

It’s just that every family meeting with Zhao, she likes to talk to me about the river.

It’s only because of me that she knows a boy like the river.

Later I realized that she had seen my love of the river in the first place, just to let me see it clearly.

It’s a weird way to continue until graduation.

As a result of differences in post-graduation arrangements, Zhao decided to go abroad and break up with the river.

For a long time, the river has collapsed.

That time, I was around the river, watching him get drunk and slow.

Or perhaps that time, the river was a little bit different for me than for the others.

Two.

My mother’s voice is getting more excited when it comes to Zhao’s boyfriend cheating.

I couldn’t help but twist my head and look at him through the door.

The river’s making cats laugh.

His head was down, his long fingers were slow-sweeted along the cat’s back, and his side of the face was very good to the neckline, but his face was still very low.

Puss were lying around him, half-eyed, enjoying themselves.

This eight-month-old puppet cat was a gift to Zhao when I heard six months ago about Zhao’s engagement and finally had the courage to confess to the river.

He accepted my gift the other day and named the cat right on the spot, “Girl” and said it was just like me.

And when he said that, his eyes were rare and gentle, and his lips were smirked with a shallow smile, and he strengthened my declared courage.

It’s probably what I’m going to say.

“Gaga, wait, okay?”

My heart suddenly cooled down.

Maybe that’s when I realized that even if Zhao had a boyfriend and was getting married, the river would have waited for her, just like I would have kept him.

“Gaga? My mother’s warning to pull my thoughts back.

I made up my mind, and I said to my mom, “Well? I’m sorry.

The eyes were not removed from the river in the living room.

He seems to be on the phone with someone who’s always smiling.

I have a strong sense of crisis in my heart.

The lips of the river suddenly moved, and it seemed to read a name.

“The more the more…”

My mother said something on that side. I was just stupefying, and my forehead was twitching, and my hands were cold.

The garbage cans by the bedside were suddenly tripped by a small group that came in.

When I went to the garbage can, a box in Okamoto came out of it.

They roll out together, and there’s something sticky.

It looks like it didn’t take long, last night or this morning.

In that moment, I couldn’t say what it was like to rip the paper towels over the bed and throw them back in the trash.

My mom’s voice came from the phone:

“Yeah, I was just gonna ask. Your aunt said the more upset she was, she bought tickets to fly you here yesterday. Should have arrived last night. Didn’t she call you? I’m sorry.

Almost immediately, I remember, I called the river a dozen times last night, and nobody answered…

Until I came here today, there was no explanation for me.

Everything is clear.

Zhao never contacted me last night. The person she contacted was the river.

I don’t know how I hang up and how I walk out of the bedroom.

And the moment that the eyes of the river were set against them, I looked, and the inquiry had not yet been asked, and he had given an expulsion order.

“I’ll be back in a minute. I’m sorry.

Ignorant indifference in the tone makes my heart so tight that it is hard to breathe.

I bow my head and my fingers fall into my hands.

Six months ago, after my confession failed, I snubbed in the covers, covered my head, told myself over and over and over and over again that I should put it down.

When I woke up, I worked and lived every day, but I never looked for him again.

Until two months ago, I almost got lost in the mountains.

The moment I was found, the river held me tight for the first time.

He fell on my neck in a hot breath and shouted out my name, “Zhang Jia, Ga Ga Ga…”

I can feel his fear, his body is shivering.

And after that, our relationship went so far. He even gave me a spare key to his house.

I thought this time I could finally get what I wanted.

Didn’t expect Zhao to break up with her boyfriend.

Those who wish, are the rivers.

Now, the river returns to its former image and rejects me from a thousand miles away.

It’s as if the tenderness of these two months was my own illusion.

The sound of the door lock going around brought me back to reality.

Zhao is standing at the door, looking at us with complex eyes.

Her eyes were a little awkward, and she also had some intelligible guilt and compassion.

It makes me feel like there’s a suffocation stuck in my chest, sticky, and I can’t breathe.

Zhao saw me, looked at the river again, hesitated for a second and immediately explained that she had come in haste last night and that the river had taken her in.

She’s here because something accidentally landed in the guest room last night.

In saying this, Zhao has deliberately increased the word “guest room”.

Then the river said, “Okay, I’ll bring it to you.” I’m sorry.

I listened silently to their poor rhetoric and stiffly pulled my lips.

I saw the familiar key in Zhao’s hand.

The head was buzzing.

I’m not the only one.

The river came out of the house with a bag.

As Zhao reached out to get the bag, the river suddenly grabbed her wrist.

“Didn’t the doctor say it’s light? * He has a tight frown and soft tone *

Even the two months that I’ve been most incoherent in my tenderness have not given me the river.

Zhao ‘ s wrists were white and he had some rash, small and hardly visible.

She picks up her brow and laughs at the river: “It’s almost done, it’s not swollen anymore. I’m sorry.

The river was staring at her, and the tight lips were finally loose, “Good. I’m sorry.

Two people were standing in the living room, and there was no one.

Give me a little bit of a moment.

It’s always been like this when the river faced her.

And every word, and every look in its eyes, with a warm heart, is distinct from the perfunctory of me.

The two later broke up and the river pretended to have laid down and refused to come near anyone.

Now, they’re back together.

The river was finally able to unmask the lower layer and almost deliberately and forcefully let Zhao know that he did not want to lose her again.

It was a moment when I saw clearly an envious jealousy.

At that point, the guillotine stomped under my feet and started to be crazy.

Until I found out the cat food was fed to the herd, they were still talking.

I didn’t want to stay here and watch them say things. I packed up and was ready to leave.

When I came to the door, I thought about taking the spare key from the exit bag and putting it in the locker by the door.

I don’t want to hear him say something. It’s embarrassing.

Zhao is allergic to cat hair. I’m sorry.

I turned around to see him. I didn’t know what he meant.

It’s just a little bit of an eye-opening, and it sounds like it’s no doubt:

“Take the pack away. I’m sorry.

There was a moment of silence.

I opened my mouth and didn’t know what to say. I was just unconsciously looking at the landing river.

It was so sad, it couldn’t even cry.

“Gaga, don’t get me wrong. I’m sorry.

And suddenly my hand was held, and the temperature from the palms woke me up.

Zhao has no idea when he came to me.

She plagiarized my back, whispered low, but gentle:

“The river said that I had first arrived, that it was not safe to stay alone in a hotel, and that I had to stay with him for a few days. When I get back, he’ll pick up the rib. I’m sorry.

She said, “She looked at the river and turned her lips: I didn’t know he was so sweet after all these years. I’m sorry.

I looked at her, and suddenly I felt something funny.

If there’s anyone in the world who’s gonna stab me, it’s not Zhao.

Although she knew she was innocent and unintentional.

It’s supposed to be unintentional.

I remember when the rivers were famous for being cold in the system, and their homes were better-looking, but they were too indifferent to allow people to approach at will.

I’m familiar with the river because the lab has a team.

It was a busy day, and Zhao saw me come home early and late. It was a pain, and almost every day came to the lab to bring me nutrient soup.

Gradually, the river and Zhao began to intersect and the nutrient soup was gradually transformed from one to two.

Then after they were together, Zhao joked that he didn’t want to leave me alone and that he liked to call me.

After I refused many times, Zhao stopped talking.

One time I was late at the lab and somehow I went out with them for dinner.

I was talking to Zhao, and didn’t notice that the river had lit three onions.

Jo loves noodles, but she doesn’t like onions.

She wrinkled her eyebrow a little, but didn’t say anything, picked up the chopstick and siped the noodles.

You like a man, you’re always conscious of her every move, and you’re no exception.

He sensed that Zhao was deliberately avoiding the flowers, sank his eyebrow and suddenly pulled out a toilet paper mat on the table.

In Zhao’s amazing eyes, she’s got onions in her bowl, all of them.

After doing all this, the river looked at Zhao who was still staring, softened its eyes and laughed: “Now you can eat.” I’m sorry.

That’s what Zhao used to say, “Gaga, the river is sweet.” I’m sorry.

I didn’t say anything. I looked at Zhao’s bowl.

After that, the river often asked me privately about Zhao’s preferences, and I knew that I had done my duty to play a supportive role and never went out with them again.

Thinking is being pulled back now.

I pull back my hand, presses the sourness of my heart, lifts my feet straight to the grotesque.

Packed up some of the guillotine’s routines, and I picked up the chute of the sofa, without looking at the river.

Once again, when I passed Zhao’s side, I was walking, and I pulled a little lip:

“The river is never a sweet man, it’s just you. I’m sorry.

Six.

It rained on the way back, so I lived close to the river house, about 10 minutes away.

I took a shower at home, and it’s almost 10:00.

Zhao has sent me a tweet:

“Gaga, this time I came back, I really didn’t want to rob the river with you. I’m sorry.

I thought about it for a while and finally returned to her: “But you slept last night, didn’t you? I’m sorry.

There’s no response.

Looks like I’m about to go off the phone screen, and I think of something.

The other day, my best friend came on a business trip with me.

When the food is ready, my best friend’s eyes are moving around me and the river.

I’m a little uncomfortable, and I look up at the river.

And the way the river looks, it pulls my hand, it’s wrapped in the palm, it’s soft.

It’s like a recognition, or a declaration.

It’s been spreading all along my hand, making my heart so hot.

I didn’t slow down until the waiter put the dishes on.

She then heard her best friend talking to the waiter, saying that she was not careful about the wrong dish, that her friend did not eat onions and asked the waiter if he could replace the onion chicken.

I stunned my eyes for a few seconds, and I hit the eyes of the river.

And when I saw his eyes flashing away, I bowed my head, and found myself in a state of discomfort.

I guess I really didn’t matter to him, or why it took so long, and the river didn’t find out. I don’t like onions like Zhao.

I should have thought this through.

I don’t know.

I’ve been waiting a while. I’ve turned on the computer and I’m looking for a place to move.

Six months ago, I came to this city because of a job transfer.

Except for the river, I didn’t know anyone here. He helped me find the house.

Says it’s his uncle’s empty room. Nobody ever lived.

He’s a distant relative.

Graduated from foreign schools, a two-degree master ‘ s degree in finance and business management, only three years older than the river.

Well, I’ve had one with him.

I failed in my confession at that river’s birthday party, and I could not look up and feel the sarcasm and compassion of those present.

When I was embarrassed, I was only jealous in the corner, giving me a friendly smile.

When I didn’t think for a long time, I decided to live here and sent envious tweets to the river to transfer his rent on time every month at market prices.

Besides, I have no other connection with her.

Now that it has been decided to draw a line with the river, it is natural that I cannot continue to live in this house.

I looked at the screen for some time, and I looked in a few nice places, and I put in a middleman’s contact, and I was feeling a little dizzy.

It rubbed the temple and the sight began to blur.

Then I just turned off my computer and completely collapsed on the sofa, and the whole man couldn’t take it.

Probably because of the rain today.

It seems someone’s coming.

Then, there was a cold touch on the forehead.

When I woke up again, I was lying in my bedroom bed, and it was bright.

The fever seems to be retreating and conscious.

I was staring at the ceiling for a while, and I went over my head and took the phone from the wake.

Dozens of unread tweets and unrecepted calls came out.

Coworkers, girlfriends, housebrokers, even Zhao Nam sent me a “sorry” last night.

Only there are no rivers.

Light up his chat interface and stop two days ago.

I said there’s a recent love movie with a good reputation. It’s perfect for a couple.

He said, “Okay, I’ll buy the tickets.” I’m sorry.

Then Zhao crossed that night and the river didn’t hesitate to let me go.

I’ve been waiting for him in the cinema for a long time, with so many tweets and so many phone calls, all as heavy as a stone and no response.

I forced myself to stop thinking about it, and I lifted the covers and went out to the bathroom.

When I walked down the stairs through the kitchen, I saw a big, tall figure.

In the casseroles, there’s hot air, there’s a couple of live shrimps on the tablets, and the grocer’s sea porridge is taught, passed out of his cell phone.

Men stand still and look like they can’t do it.

It took him a while to react and start cooking the porridge in a step-by-step manner, in accordance with the teachings of the eaters.

I noticed that when the filmmaker mentioned the need to add onions, he didn’t know if he heard it, and he jumped right past it.

I finally found out I was looking at him, and the man turned his head and looked at me.

Zhang Ga?

I just recognized it. It’s envious.

I’m so jealous that I put my phone out and my lips are smiling.

“You’ve just lost your fever, you’ve got to eat something light, go sit on the couch, and the porridge will be ready soon. I’m sorry.

I kind of nodded my head and said, “Okay.”

He just turned around and called me back.

“There is one thing I want to ask you. I’m sorry.

I’m slightly pretentious, “Aah?”

“Our company invested in a new project here, so I might come back for a while. I’m sorry.

He stopped, slowed down, “I came home early before I could tell you last night. Sorry. I’m sorry.

I looked him in the eye and thought about last night when he took me back from the couch to the bedroom, poured me water, fed me medicine, almost took care of me all night.

It’s a little complicated.

In fact, apart from that time, the river rarely mentioned this brother-in-law to me, and occasionally, in two languages.

I really didn’t think he was quite…

Helping people?

I didn’t say anything, I was jealous of my eyes moving, one hand in my pants, the other on his side, whispering,

“Does it bother you that I live here?” I’m sorry.

Says he smiled, “If you don’t feel comfortable, I can find another house. I’m sorry.

I’m just a little…

I was thinking about moving out in a few days, and I said, “This is your house. I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

I’m so tired of waiting in the kitchen for porridge to come out and brush my friends’ circles.

The first one is Zhao’s newest.

The map is a picture at the cinema.

The man in the picture was wearing a black uniform, with a slight headliding and a half face.

But I recognized him at once.

The movie they saw today was the same one I had the last time I was on the river.

Zhao’s got the last subtitle at the end of the movie: for all the lovers

For having a lover.

Unconsciously, I’ve opened a chat with the river.

Click into the input box until the screen is almost dark, without a word.

I don’t even seem to be qualified for questioning.

Suddenly, the chat box shows each other entering.

One heart hangs in his throat.

There’s a quick message:

“There’s something else here. When are you free to get it? I’m sorry.

It’s like it’s been poured cold and completely cooled.

I’m talking to you, and I don’t know what I’m waiting for right now.

I was just about to answer that I had a black casserole coming out of the kitchen.

“The porridge is ready, taste it. I’m sorry.

I took my mind off the phone and went towards him.

I envied myself with a spoon in porridge.

The fresh porridge of seafood was hot, and he slowly tumbled it, and then a little of it came out.

When I had a bowl, I sat across the street and showed my hand.

“You just saw it. It’s the first time I’ve cooked seafood. If it tastes bad, just say it, and I’ll do it next time. I’m sorry.

Next time?

I held a spoon’s hand over the porridge for a few seconds, and then I took a sip of it, and my head smiled at him, “It tasted good. I’m sorry.

He bends his lips a little, “I think so too. I’m sorry.

In the meantime, she answered a telephone call and said that she would return to the company first, which might be late at night, and asked me not to wait for dinner.

When he left, I sat there and thought about his words, and I ended up warning myself, and I didn’t think much.

After the porridge, my mother called me and told me that Zhao would not go back and settle with my mother.

After a few seconds, I realized the true meaning of Zhao’s “sorry” to me last night.

Think about it. I told my mom I was moving.

My mother was silent for a while, and she was careful to ask, “Did you break up with the river?” I’m sorry.

I’m sorry.

I’ve never been with a river before. How can I break up?

“It’s okay to split up.” I’m sorry.

My mom was suffocating, and the sound was kind of dazzling.

“The land river boy’s condition is good, but he’s too proud to be taken care of. Mom sees how you get along all these years. I’m sorry.

“The last time Mom came to see you, you were out with the river, and Mom was waiting for you at home. I’m sorry.

“Mom saw him send you back. It was late, and you were afraid of the dark, and he went forward all alone, leaving you behind for a long time, and he didn’t notice it at all and never looked back. I’m sorry.

“Do you know how hard Mom felt when she saw it? I’m sorry.

I got a tight throat, Mom…

“When you called Mom the other day, you were helping him clean his house, right? Don’t think Mom doesn’t know anything.

Say, there’s a tweak in my mom’s voice:

“Mom wants someone to take care of you. I’m sorry.

In the afternoon, I made an agreement with the house manager to visit the house in the middle of the sun, but several of them were not satisfied.

There was a traffic jam on the way back, and the driver was forced to find a shortcut and returned to the neighborhood around 11:00.

It’s getting dark and the phone’s going to run out.

High heels on my feet hurt my heels, but I couldn’t bear the pain, I tightened my fingers and just wanted to go back.

I didn’t expect to see Lughu and Zhao at the corner.

They were in sports clothes and seemed to have just run together.

There was a cigarette between the fingers of the river and it was smoked without heart.

Zhao Nam said something next to him and laughed so much.

All of a sudden, Zhao was crouching down, like a shoelace.

The river walked a few steps without seeing her.

The dark light pulls them together long and interwoven, with a strong sense of silence.

I stood there and watched them step by step.

It’s like, step by step out of my world.

“Swipe.”

There seems to be something torn and collapsed at the heart, and then a little reorganisation and healing.

And finally it gets light and light.

In this moment, I feel like I have no feelings for the river.

I don’t know.

It’s 11:30 and the light in the living room is still on.

I envied myself in a gray home dress, sitting on the couch and banging on the computer.

When he heard something, he went over his side, looked at the door, “Come back? I’m sorry.

I can’t help but think about that.

I looked at him for a moment, and I asked a little bit, “Are you waiting for me?” I’m sorry.

He put his computer together, stood up, admitted indirectly, “Now that you’re back, I’m going to bed upstairs. I’m sorry.

I looked at his back, and my head down and I thought about it.

The next few days, because it was a working day, I had to go to the house after work.

But no matter how late, I’ll wait in the living room.

A few times it was too late, he asked me to send him a location and then drove to pick me up.

Once I came back in the envious car and hesitated, I told him about the move.

He just stepped on the brake.

After a while, he said with his face, “The next time I go with you, it’s not safe for a girl.” I’m sorry.

I can’t help but doubt that he has other thoughts.

But why?

On that side alone?

Besides, he’s the uncle of the river…

On Friday, I finally got a set of houses near the company, with a nice environment, waiting for a contract on the weekend.

On the way back, I and I both had some silence.

After taking a bath at night, I went to the kitchen to cut fruit, and I was distracted and accidentally cut my finger.

It hurts so much, and there’s blood on the fingertips.

She came in a hurry, took a look at my hand, had a tiny eyebrow and then let go of my hand.

Shortly thereafter, he returned, carrying an ointment and a sticker, with his head down to help me with the wound.

His fingers are cold, his ointment is cold, and he gets hot when he touches my fingertips.

When it was done, I drew back my hand, “I’ll blow my hair. I’m sorry.

Almost ran away.

Sitting on the sofa with a blow-blower, preparing to blow your hair, the lowly envious sound came back, “I’ll do it. I’m sorry.

He had one hand over the wind blower, and the other had reached into my hair and moved gently.

The warm wind blows his scalp, and his fingers shiver over my ears, and his neck.

“Does it feel good?” His voice is so dumb at the moment.

I squeaked, I stood up, and I was completely blushing.

The wind blower was hit on the ground and was buzzing.

I went down to pick it up, and I fell down with my envy.

It’s coming out of the door.

I turned my head.

The river is staring at us in silence. It’s very cold.

I’m a little disoriented by looking at the dark, incoherent moods of the landing river.

Is he angry?

After a while of delay, I avoided his sight and reached out to pick up the ground blower.

I’ve been crouching for a long time, and I’m wrinkled.

Suddenly, a big hand held my arm and then tweaked and pulled me back on the couch.

I turned my head to see Shen Jealous.

He’s sitting next to me, staring at the river, and he’s like, “What are you doing here? I’m sorry.

The river looked at him, his face was cold, his lips were tight, “Why didn’t you tell me you were back? I’m sorry.

“Sorry, I forgot. I’m sorry.

The face of the river was even worse, and he held his fist and came straight to me.

Keep your eyes on me.

“Why haven’t you heard back from me? I’m sorry.

I was stunned, and that was the last time he sent me a tweet saying I’d go to his place to get the things from the guillotine.

Didn’t I come back?

It seems that he hasn’t been in active contact for a long time.

I looked up and looked at him and said, “Sorry, I forgot. I’m sorry.

The voice fell and there was a laugh.

I went over my head, and I saw her standing up, and she said, “You guys talk, I’ll go upstairs and get something.” I’m sorry.

It’s been a while since the river came out of its pocket and put something on the table.

“That’s the one you love most. You forgot to take it last time. I’m sorry.

I looked at the bell on the table and I looked down.

The cat bell was the last time I went to the playground with the river, he made a winning prize for the game.

That’s why I didn’t take it.

I said, “You’re here tonight to send this bell?” I’m sorry.

The river is silent.

The guillotine just walked down the stairs.

It saw the river, and the meow screamed, and approached him very quickly and stomped on his calves.

The river holds up its entrails and sits on the sofa, puts them on its knees and rubs its hair.

After a while, he said, “You see, the Queen misses me. I’m sorry.

The tone seems to be bleak, as if it were not.

I don’t want to guess anymore. Ask him, “You come to me. Do you know Zhao? I’m sorry.

“What’s wrong with her?” I’m sorry.

I reminded him, “Isn’t she afraid to be alone at your place at this hour? I’m sorry.

It’s like, “You’ve been ignoring me for days because of this?” I’m sorry.

I looked at him in silence.

He put down the troupe and tried to pull my hand, but I ran away.

Seeing me so incompetent, he had dark eyes and low voices:

“Gaga, Zhao’s been hit hard and can’t leave me for a while, so I let her live in my house. I was just trying to take better care of her, that’s all. I’m sorry.

I just thought it was funny, staring at him in the eye, saying, “Take care of the bed?” I’m sorry.

The river is pale.

I don’t know.

Back in the room, I buried my face under my pillow, trying to calm my emotions.

And in his head, he couldn’t stop thinking about what he had just said.

He said that Zhao had found him that night, crying that her fiancé had betrayed her, and he drank a lot with Zhao.

He said it was an accident that night.

Suddenly the knock broke my mind.

Open the door and lean on the wall with a bottle of wine in your hand.

“The river’s gone? I’m sorry.

“There was a sudden storm, and I let him live here first. I’m sorry.

I nod my head.

Not long ago.

“I need to talk to you about something. May I come in?”

I saw the bottle of wine in his hand, and my heart was shaking, and I couldn’t see where it was.

A glimpse of his eyes showed a river standing not far behind him.

He’s staring at us face to face.

The atmosphere was a little subtle.

“Come in. I heard myself say,

Eleven.

I just closed the door, and I turned around and I saw my envy sitting down, pouring myself a glass of wine and squirting.

I didn’t talk, he didn’t talk.

After a while, he poured half a glass of red wine to another empty cup, and then looked over my face, and it was like, “Do you want to drink?” I’m sorry.

I looked up with him.

I’ve been too busy for a few days and I’ve been a little tired.

When I sensed it, I had wine every night before I went to bed, saying it would ease fatigue and promote sleep.

So when he knocked on the door with the red wine, I didn’t feel anything wrong.

But now…

I don’t know if it’s my fault. He seems a little different at this point.

He looked at me in the eye and it was kind of subtle and complicated.

My heart beat a little bit, and I slowly walked and took a little sip of the wine in his hand.

“I’ll sign the contract tomorrow at 10:00. I’m sorry.

I squeezed the glass in my hand. It was low.

“You and your client asked you out for business the other day, so you didn’t have to drive me away. I’ll pack up tonight and move out tomorrow afternoon. I’m sorry.

“You’re nervous right now. “I’m sorry.

I stopped and looked at him.

She’s staring at me. She’s got a little bit of a face, “It’s me. I’m sorry.

I looked into his eyes and there was an instant blank in his head.

The mouth was open and was opening, but outside the door a familiar sound came.

“Gaga. I’m sorry.

It’s the river.

I stood up.

He was held back by his envious hand in the next second.

And he stood up, and his other hand was on my waist, and he held me from behind.

The wet and hot air floats in his ears, with thin wine, and it is not necessary to know that my ears are red.

I was stiff and I heard him whisper:

“Gaga, fall in love with me. I’m sorry.

I told Shen to think about it.

I’m jealous of what’s good for me.

He remembers I don’t like to eat onions. He knows I’m afraid of the dark.

His tenderness, which pervades almost every detail of my life, makes me inevitable and difficult to refuse.

I used to be submissive to him when I was on the side of the river, and I was humbled and careful in my heart, as though he had given him breath, and was rarely cared for and cared for.

And that’s why I feel so unreal.

There was a moment of disappointment in the eyes of envy, but quickly mediating came and laughed, “at least not immediately.” I’m sorry.

I smiled.

When he came out with Shen Jee, he saw the river standing outside the door.

His eyes moved in my face for a while and his lips were so tight.

“It took so long to open the door. What did you do in there? I’m sorry.

The tone of the questioning makes me uncomfortable, but I don’t want to explain anything to him.

“Don’t talk, you’re not? I’m sorry.

I don’t want to talk to him more about it, but the eyes say to her, “Let’s go downstairs. I’m sorry.

Noding, looking at the rivers, smug lips, “Excuse me. I’m sorry.

The river’s been staring at him.

I noticed that he was holding his fist and he was holding his arms like he was holding something.

Wrinkled, in front of the envious, “Land River, what are you doing? I’m sorry.

It’s been a long time since the river was sunk.

Zhang Jia, because I accidentally made a mistake, you have to find another man? I’m sorry.

Says he’s had a big laugh and says, “You’ve been here with him since six months ago…”

“Boom. I’m sorry.

It’s an impeccable punch.

The river’s body went two steps back and almost fell.

Not waiting for him to stand up yet again.

The lips of the river quickly spilled blood.

He looked at me in cold and envious, and he turned his face and looked at me in the dark.

If I had seen him look like that in the past, I would have been heartbroken and even blamed.

And now it’s quiet.

“I don’t understand why you’re so angry now, even if I’m really with her, you have no right to question me. I’m sorry.

I took a deep breath, “We have nothing to do with each other, have we not? I’m sorry.

Yeah.

He never spoke, never confessed to my relationship with him. How could he?

The river hangs and looks a little white.

Before he left, he looked at his envious voice and couldn’t hear her. I’m sorry.

I’m jealous he didn’t answer. He reached out to me when he landed on the side of the river.

“Hands hurt. I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

I packed all the essentials of life in a box, and I was about to zip it up, and I was jealous to stop it.

“And this.”

He stuffed a large package of medical supplies into it, and he said, “You’ve been lost since you were a kid and you’re vulnerable to injuries. These things are essential. I’m sorry.

I nodded my head and suddenly noticed something wrong. I’m sorry.

“I have some work to do. I’m sorry.

I saw him leave, little frown.

When I was almost packed, the agency called and said that there was a problem with the house and that it could not be moved over the following weekend.

I thought about it and I said yes.

He was going to pour a glass of warm water and saw his envious sitting on the sofa knocking on his computer.

I went to him, and I had a glimpse of it, and I thought it looked familiar on the screen, and it seemed like he was doing it all these days.

I asked, “Didn’t this plan already happen?” I’m sorry.

“I added a few more ideas. I’m sorry.

I looked at his side, and I said, “Oh,” and I heard him say,

“It’s a better chance to pass tomorrow when you show it to your client. Maybe it’ll end early. I’m sorry.

I envied myself in the sight of my eyes, bending my lips,

“You’re moving alone tomorrow afternoon, I don’t feel comfortable. I’m sorry.

I’m holding.

As if the heart had been scratched by something, the sommel’s itch spreads and a layer of tremors.

Looking into his eyes, I thought of something, “I’ll move next weekend. I’m sorry.

“Really? I’m sorry.

I feel like my face and ears are burning, and my side is avoiding him, “Really. There was a problem with the agency. I’m sorry.

His eyes are full of joy, “That’s too bad. I’m sorry.

The next day, I was envied to meet with my client and would probably be back in the afternoon.

Before he left, he confirmed again, “Really? I’m sorry.

I nodded at a funny place, “I talked to the agency last night. I’m sorry.

I was staring at it for a while, and it was a little dark, “Wait for me to come back. I’m sorry.

I bowed my head, my face was a little hot, and I said “um.”

I called my mom at noon.

She thinks I’m still sad about the river, and she talks softly, as if I’m afraid to stimulate my emotions.

I’m a bit desperate to say that I’ve put it down, and she just doesn’t believe me, and finally she says she wants to introduce me to someone.

I groped, and was about to say no. She hung up and sent me a card.

Had to say.

Looks familiar.

Really familiar.

I sent out a copy of my mother’s chat, which lasted 10 minutes.

I said, “What’s the explanation?” I’m sorry.

dialogue box.

I said, “What?”

“Why don’t I come back and talk to you in person?” I’m sorry.

I agree.

It’s about 6:00 p.m. I’m envious.

He didn’t seem to have been disturbed by the noon events, but he smiled at me at the moment I looked at him.

“Did you eat?” I asked.

He groaned a little, and he sounded like he was having a bit of trouble, “Too busy, he hasn’t eaten for a day. I’m sorry.

I wrinkled and turned around and went to the kitchen, “I’ll make you a simple bowl and fill your stomach. I’m sorry.

The wrist was suddenly pulled and envied, looking down at me with a hot look, “I lied to you, I ate.” I’m sorry.

In his eyes, my whole face seemed to burn, and the hot temperature spread to the bottom of my heart.

“That…”

Half a day to get back to your voice and change the subject. I’m sorry.

He whispered, “Maybe when I was little. I’m sorry.

I’m looking at him.

And the horns of the envious lips bended and said, “In fact, you knew me very early. I’m sorry.

I guess it was stupid to look at him at the moment, jealously rubbing my hand and finally telling me.

“When we were kids, our two homes were very close, and my mom and mom went to high school together, so we went out a lot. I’m sorry.

“I was very impressed with you then. Because my mom used to let me take you out. I’m sorry.

“One time I didn’t notice the time, but it was dark. I remember when you held my hand tight, and you shivered a little bit, but you were stubborn and your tears were coming down and I knew that you were afraid of the dark. I’m sorry.

I’m in a tremor.

It seems to me that there was a family neighbour who was close to our family, but I was too young to remember.

“When we moved, the two families were cut off. It wasn’t until a year ago that my mom went to a high school reunion that they contacted again. I’m sorry.

“Someway, my mother pushed my tweets to your mother, and aunts sometimes send pictures of you in their friends’ circles, and sometimes they talk to me about you. Now think about it, maybe to set us up. I’m sorry.

And finally, I looked in my eyes, and I looked down, but I was serious.

“Gaga, the river was right last night. I thought about you a long time ago. I’m sorry.

I looked at him with my eyes open, as if something had come out of my heart.

And when I hadn’t heard of it, I was envious of my waist, my finger in my waist, and the warm air fell in my ear, “Gaga, don’t move.”

I’ve been electrocuted in a moment, and my heart almost burst.

Zhao called me suddenly.

The atmosphere of obscurity is over.

Zhao stated that the river came back last night in the rain, drank a night’s drink, started a high fever by noon and caused stomach pain.

He wouldn’t take the pills and kept saying my name in his mouth.

She whispered on the phone, “Gaga, I can’t help it. Can you come and see him? I’m sorry.

I turned to envy.

He held my hand, “I’ll go with you. I’m sorry.

When I got to the river house, I didn’t come in. I’m sorry.

I looked at him for a while, and I promised, “I’ll be right out. I’m sorry.

He smiles, “Okay.”

I walked into the bedroom and ran into the eye of the river.

His whole body looked tired, his lips dazzled, and his forehead dazzled, and his face was pale and weak.

I slit my lips. “Why don’t you take your pills? I’m sorry.

The river was silent for a while, and its voice opened up harshly, “Sorry. I’m sorry.

I watched him talk.

“What I said last night was a real jerk. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

“Well, I accept your apology. Zhao is worried about you. I’m sorry.

“What about you? “The river looks straight at me, “Are you worried about me? I’m sorry.

I was sipping, turning, “I’m going first. I’m sorry.

“Gaga. “I thought I was in love with Zhao, but now I’m just finding out it’s just an indignity when I was young.” I’m sorry.

“You’ve always been there for me. I’m sorry.

His voice is already so low and indescribable, almost word for word.

“Gaga, I love you. I’m sorry.

“But I don’t love you anymore. I’m sorry.

I looked into his eyes, and his voice was soundless, “The river, no one will ever wait for you.” I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

I didn’t think Zhao would stand in front of the bedroom.

Her face was pale, her eyes were pale.

I talked to the river. She heard me.

“Gaga. She’s dumb and tired, and you win. I’m sorry.

I looked at her without a word.

Zhao’s eyes were drawn.

“When the river came back last night, it didn’t matter how much I talked about it. I’m sorry.

“Then I tried to put him to bed and he pushed me away. I can never forget the way he looked at that time, full of disgust and no love. You know what he told me? I’m sorry.

She paused and made a mockery of her mouth, saying, “He said it was the other night, and he couldn’t do it again, and you would leave him alone. I’m sorry.

A week will soon pass.

Zhao has moved out of the river and the river has not come to visit me.

It’s only occasionally that when he comes back with his envious food, he happens to be seen in the garden.

As for whether by chance…

I don’t want to go further.

On Friday, she said it was bad at home and she had to take me to sports.

When he arrived, he was told that his so-called sport was booming.

I look at him and guess what he brought me here for.

The chief quickly set us up a series of security measures and directed a number of props.

“Are you afraid?” I envy the question.

I laughed, “Not afraid. I’m sorry.

As soon as we jumped, the brain was empty and the heart stopped beating.

Those who thought that they were important, and those who thought that they could not let go of their hearts for a lifetime, were dissipating with their roar and their screams.

The moment that was clear in the mind, the second that jumped, envied with a gentle smile of encouragement.

Home already is 9:00 p.m.

When I was in bed, I took my phone and called the agency and told him that I was not moving and that I had not asked him to refund the deposit for compensation.

Then I wrote to Shen and told him about it.

Soon there was a knock outside the door.

Open the door and look at me with envy.

He must have just taken a shower and his hair and eyes wet.

After a while, his throat was rolling, his voice was mute, “Have you thought it through? I’m sorry.

I looked at him and understood that the last time he asked me to think about being with him.

“Well, think it over. I’m sorry.

“Then you and the river…”

I’m sure, “I’ll never have anything to do with him again.” I’m sorry.

His lips bended, like he remembered something, a serious way, “That’s not gonna work. I’m sorry.

I paused, I reacted, I laughed.

Okay.

Aunty.

How does it feel when a boy finds out a girl who’s been chasing him for a long time has given up on him? – The branch is the answer.

I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.