Winter will be over.
Winter is over.
I don’t think so. I’ll see you when I move.
“As we all know, ghosts can’t attack people in their den. * I’m covered in quivering *
The man standing by my bed smiled, and his hand crossed the bed and fell on my red eye.
“Kiss isn’t an attack,” he says.
“Not really. * And I’m crying, * “But it’s harassment…”
One.
“Not really, I haven’t kissed yet. I’m sorry.
The man’s fingertips squeezed on my tail and laughed, “I’m joking, sleep, I will not disturb you. I’m sorry.
You’ve got no conscience.
I can’t sleep until I’m so big in the Pacific.
I said, “You’re here, I can’t sleep…”
“Well, I’ll go. I’ll come back tomorrow. I’m sorry.
When he disappeared, I stung my head in.
I suddenly found this guy before I went to bed.
After washing his face, two faces appeared in the mirror.
One for me, one for him.
He stood behind me with his long, translucent fingers and pushed my new sky-blue clock a little bit to the edge of the table.
Like making only bad cats.
Then he turned his face towards me and smiled like a ghost: “I love this color.” I’m sorry.
I said, “Ah, aah, aah! I’m sorry.
And We threw the soap from the side of our hands at him, and drove back to the bed at a speed of 800 metres from high school, and covered ourselves with a blanket.
He’s dazzling.
Through the wall.
Then we had a series of conversations about “ghosts cannot attack humans in their nests”.
After he left, I should have felt afraid. After all, I was afraid.
But perhaps because he was kind enough, in fact, I wasn’t too troubled, even faster than usual, into a deep dream.
Two.
He’s back at breakfast.
“The cage! The porridge! My favorite! I’m sorry.
I’m still in the kitchen with porridge, and he’s sitting at the table like a good little kid.
Seeing him during the day, it’s not like at night, it’s creepy.
But it’s still twitching.
“Can you stop showing up suddenly? It’s scary. I’m sorry.
He was so angry, he said, “Well, I’m going outside to knock again. I’m sorry.
“Then I’ll show you an instant death!” I’m sorry.
He laughed: “Did you make your own little cage bag?” Looks delicious. I’m sorry.
It must be half-finished, but you think I’m gonna say it?
I invited him, “Can you eat? I’m sorry.
“I can’t eat it.” I’m not human anymore. I’m sorry.
Speaking of which, he sighs.
In fact, I did only one job, but when he said so, I quickly showed the expression “It’s a shame to ask you to eat in the next life.”
He didn’t give a shit about it. I’m sorry.
“Why did you come to me? We have nothing to do with this. I’m sorry.
“I lived here before and after I died. I’m sorry.
Huh?
Is this the ex-owner?
When I bought a house, the agency didn’t tell me people died in this house.
“What do you think? I was out in an accident. This house is good. I’m sorry.
Oh, okay.
I bit the chopstick and heard him say it.
“I guess I can’t be reborn because I have unfinished business. I’m sorry.
“If you help me with this little wish, maybe I can go, and you’ll be clean. I’m sorry.
I asked, “What wish have you not fulfilled?” I’m sorry.
I will certainly go to the fire with the saddled horse.
Let’s try to complete your wish and send it away.
“I lost a ring that I wanted to propose to someone I liked. But I left her before I could propose. I’m sorry.
“Then she must be sad. I’m sorry.
He glanced at me.
I’m crooked, I don’t know why.
“She wasn’t sad, but that’s what I wanted. I’m sorry.
“So, you want me to help you find the ring? I’m sorry.
“Yeah. That ring cost me a lot of money. I’m sorry.
I wonder, “How much is a lot of money?” I’m sorry.
His face is flat: “360,000. I’m sorry.
I thought hard about the six-digit ring that suffocated this poor man.
“Maybe … Is it possible that your obsession cost so much money? I’m sorry.
He smiled, saying, “What the hell are you talking about?” I’m sorry.
3
In order to get rid of this guy, I promised to help him find the ring.
But there’s no idea.
He can’t remember where he threw the ring, probably having a vague memory of his life.
All he remembers is where the ring was ordered.
The store is famous here, and I thought I’d go back to the weekend if I didn’t go to work.
As an ordinary, simple, street-striking worker, I cannot abandon my full-time award to find a ring for a stranger.
The man said he understood and offered to do my housework.
But I pushed him out of the kitchen when he broke my favorite cup and blew up my pan when he fried my fish.
Actually, I was gonna throw him out of my house.
“Do you have to pay for this?”
He looked, “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to. I’m sorry.
Uh, what’s this little guilt about bullying?
“In fact, you’re not that bad, but you weren’t in the kitchen? I’m sorry.
“Not a master, but a small asset. And I’m really good at cooking. It’s only been a long time. I’m sorry.
I thought of 360,000 rings.
I’m sorry. What are you talking about?
4
I wanted to go to the jewelry store he was talking about this weekend, but unfortunately, my mom called me to set up a blind date.
I told him to stay home and wait for me, and when I’ve settled this date, I’ll take you to the ring. I’m sorry.
He’s got the look I don’t understand, and in general he smiles a little bit.
Is he afraid I won’t find him a ring?
I’m afraid I’m going to let go?
And I swear by heaven, “Before soon, and when I come back, I will find the ring.” I’m sorry.
“It’s okay. He said, “If it’s a good match, you can talk more. I’m sorry.
Then you don’t know what my mother was looking for.
The economy is richer than the family, and the personality is harder than the individual.
My mom pushed me to my date table.
But my mom’s got a lot on my mind about my life. I had to take the time out of it.
I wasn’t looking forward to getting out.
But I didn’t think my mom would do it once.
The blind date is for a young man with a small, polite and young face.
Don’t look closely, like a college student.
It’s already a high-quality stock in the dating market, isn’t it?
I couldn’t pick anything out at once, so he said I didn’t say no when I next saw him.
5
“That’s your date? I’m sorry.
After seeing the person with whom the person with whom the person with whom the person with whom the person with whom the person with whom the person with whom the person with whom the person in question was was present left, the man suddenly made a sound behind me.
I was surprised.
“Looks good, but far from me. I’m sorry.
I’ll open the door and make up.
“Yes, yes, but if they don’t die young, those who chase you will be appointed to circle around the equator. I’m sorry.
“It’s not that much, but I’ve received a lot of love letters before. I’m sorry.
I’m curious, “So you’re in love and your girlfriend is after you?” I’m sorry.
“Oh, that’s not true. I’m sorry.
He thought, “Well, she’s too slow to know, thief. I chased her. I’m sorry.
“Hmm? What do you like about her? I’m sorry.
“Let me think about it … I think I like her beauty. I’m sorry.
I’m speechless.
You’re a weirdo too.
But I didn’t dare say it.
He’s got some serious “joke.” It was love at first sight. I’m sorry.
He had a light smile on his face and the whole person had a very happy breath.
“However, it was discovered that she could provide me with emotional value that others could not. It’s something that can be done with someone else, but it’s only with her that it feels different, it’s like there’s a lot of magnetic fields around it, but only gravity with her. I’m sorry.
“I love the way she smiles. I don’t like her crying. I’m sorry.
“But in fact, when she cried, she was better able to hold my heart.” I’m sorry.
“Many people don’t appreciate the feelings they have, but they can live long enough to treat them as they like. I’ve always valued the time with her, but not for long. Fate is really funny. I’m sorry.
“If I were still alive, our kids would probably be playing with soy sauce. Ha ha. I’m sorry.
In the end, he said, he tried to keep the atmosphere from being too provocative.
And I sat on the couch, looking at his soft cheeks in the sun, and suddenly there was a soft piece in my heart.
I said, “You must love her. I’m sorry.
“Ah, it’s okay. It’s not like that, it’s like that. I’m sorry.
Is that so?
I don’t think every guy is like him.
“Alas, you’ll find out when you talk to the date.” I’m sorry.
He said to turn around and pull the dessert I packed and brought back.
Six.
I asked him if he wanted to go to the jewelry store now.
“Come on, it’s so late. I’ll go tomorrow. I’m sorry.
I thought about it, too, without delay.
The way it is, the handsome guy is like a tenant living in my house, but he’s not like a regular tenant.
He doesn’t need a room. He can sleep anywhere.
Don’t worry about sleeping too wet on the ground, or the sofa too soft to stand out in the back of the wheel, let alone the pillow.
But to show humanity, I gave him a second lie.
I asked him, “Do you need to sleep? I’m sorry.
He told me that he could sleep or not, but he’s been a ghost for years, and he can’t get out of his habit of being a human being.
And I said, “The drill is well covered, the drill is comfortable.” I’m sorry.
This evening, however, when I finished the work and made a room for water, I saw him fall asleep with his TV on and off.
In the living room, there was only a low volume of television, and the television screen was bright, and the semi-transparent shadow on the couch was blue and thick.
I pulled the remote from him and turned off the TV.
Look at this guy. He’s a good-looking guy.
High, but not thin.
Good looking, unattractive handsome, a very peaceful and juicy handsome.
The wide shoulder legs are long, and even the hairs that fall on the eyelashes carry a welcome vigil.
He must look good in a suit.
I fell on my back, squirting his eyebrow.
And when it comes to what it is doing, its back is cold.
This face is so strange, but I’ve done it like I’ve done it many times.
I looked down in his ear and said, “What’s your name?” I’m sorry.
He’s sleeping so badly he didn’t answer me.
7
I went to the jewelry store with him early on Sunday morning.
The jewelry store had just opened, although it was a day off, but it was not very crowded.
I went straight to the counter and asked, “Can you help me with a previous order?” I’m sorry.
“Yes, please state your name or phone number.” I’m sorry.
The man came close to my ear: “My name is Xie Yusheng. I’m sorry.
He tickled my ear so much, he covered it up and ran away. I’m sorry.
The little sister quickly looked into it: “Thank you, sir.” I’m sorry.
“Yeah, I’m his friend. I’m sorry.
“Oh, well, the system shows that Mr. Xie ordered a heart ring in our store six years ago, valued at $367,900, and that in mid-December 2017, Mr. Sheng took the ring. I’m sorry.
“So, did he come later? After the ring was bought, did you clean or maintain anything? I’m sorry.
“There is no record of this. I’m sorry.
I said thank you for leaving the store with Xie Yusheng.
He hasn’t spoken. He’s a bit depressed.
And I said, “Don’t be sad, it’s been years since the ring was so small. It’s strange to find it. I’m sorry.
I held his cuffs gently: “Let’s look again.” I’m sorry.
8
I have to go to work, and after a discussion, we decided to fight again.
In the meantime, I’ve seen the date again.
He asked me to go to the movies.
I feel a little tacky.
So he asked me to ski.
This is my entertainment blind zone. I’ve never skied.
By the time I told Yukio, he said skiing was not funny and dangerous, and he wouldn’t go.
I said, “Is there no danger? It’s going to a ski field in the city. I’m sorry.
He said something vaguely.
I went on to ask, “It seems that only the snow is dangerous, right? I’m sorry.
And he said, “Well, that’s dangerous. I’m sorry.
“What about me?”
He doesn’t seem to want to go.
9
But I’m a little curious about skiing, so I’m still downstairs waiting for someone to pick me up.
When the couple came to the ski field with me and looked at the white snow, the dark sky and the high poles, I suddenly felt a little scared and took a step backwards.
I was more excited about the date, so I didn’t notice any apparent resistance, so I took me to the register.
I’m a freshman in skiing, and he looks so confident that he thought he was an expert.
It’s a coincidence that he’s half-baked and I can’t brainwash myself when he falls.
Of course, I didn’t laugh because I was afraid I’d fall worse.
I slipped a little bit in fear and soon found that skiing was easy.
At least I don’t think it’s hard.
He stood behind me and looked at me like I was slipping away, and he ran after me and cheered behind me.
I’m embarrassed by this festivities for the ski champion.
But generally happy.
He sent me home in the evening, standing at my door, wringing for half a day, and whispering, “Are you happy today?” I’m sorry.
“Happy. Thank you. I’m sorry.
“You’re welcome. I’m sorry.
My mom really went straight into the enemy camp.
But it’s just a little cookie. It’s fine. I promised.
“Yes, I’ll bring it to you next time. I’m sorry.
10
When we got home, the God of Life was lying on the floor playing my tablet.
“Did you have a good day?” I’m sorry.
“It’s okay, skiing’s easier than I thought, and I learned it. Ah, I’m a gift. It’s really hard to keep a low profile. I’m sorry.
Thank you. I’m sorry.
I said, “What?”
What are you laughing at?
“A gift. He repeats:
It’s very nice, but I just heard it.
He asked, “Did you have dinner?” I’m sorry.
“I’ve eaten, and I’ve eaten anything with the people I’m seeing. I’m sorry.
He stood up and wandered into the kitchen and came out with a bowl of noodles and a plate of puffs.
“I see you have these in your house, and you’ve made them, but since you’ve eaten, forget it, throw your noodles, Puffy, you eat them as a snack. I’m sorry.
After that, he dropped something and floated into the room.
I’ve been staring at that bowl for a while, and I’ve always felt sorry for my loss.
Not hungry, but I sat at the table and picked a chopstick.
Thanks to the modesty of life, I feel like he can open a noodle shop.
Five winters, six summers, I’m sure.
I’ll make him a cashier, count the money for the spasm.
Wait, why should I cash him?
Why would he open a noodle shop?
I went out with him to dry up?
Wait, what are you thinking?
I laughed at my brain opening and I ate to my room.
Eleven.
I took a lot of time off the weekend without the ring… uh, fostering feelings.
I remember what he said. I baked cookies for him. He looked like he liked them.
At the ceremony, he ordered me to see the dance.
We’ve been to the bottom world, to the zoos, big, small, formal, the woods have finally come up, and there’s a place where there’s so much fun.
My mom doesn’t know which little undercover person I’ve been assigned to, and she knows all the little things about the blind date taking off my hair.
She also called and asked questions.
“What do you think, this is a nice date? I’m sorry.
“Don’t worry, it’s the son of her mother’s colleague. She must have been a good kid. I’m sorry.
“Look at that tall, tall, skinny, white and clean. I’m sorry.
I took a Coke from the fridge and I couldn’t help but sing it against my mother: “Who says I like tall, skinny, clean? I’m sorry.
My mother put it down, and then she hit Ha-ha, “What’s the point?” Mom doesn’t know you? Ha ha ha ha. All right, Mom, I’ll leave you alone. You can keep up with Wei. I’m sorry.
Wei, this is my date.
I feel like my mom’s a little rusty, but let me be specific.
On weekend night, me and Xie-chan played chess at home.
I’ve been working on this for years.
The bell rings when I finally win a game of regret with my face.
We said, “Thank you, Yusei, open the door.” I’m sorry.
Thank you. I’m sorry.
The whole ghost was sitting across from me, but the door was “deep” open.
Ever since he became a ghost, he’s used to not doing human things.
I was in a state of shock, afraid that the doorman would get up and grab the doorknob and pretend it was me.
The couple stood at the door slightly.
He had snow on his body and hair, and his shoes and pants were wet.
He hesitated, scratching his head: “I… I drove half way down, thinking of your house around here, and came over.” Can I stay with you for one night and I’ll sleep on the couch and leave early tomorrow morning? I’m sorry.
I put him in the sidewalk.
Actually, I don’t want him in.
We’ve known each other for some time, but I don’t think we’ve reached the level of familiarity that we can spend the night in each other’s homes.
Besides, I’m more conscious in my territory and I don’t like people entering my private space.
But he seems a little pitiful, so let’s make it hard for him to stay the night.
12
I found him a towel, he wiped his hair and turned his eyes towards the chess game on the tea table.
“You playing chess?”
I said, “Whatever, not really. I’m sorry.
Thank you for sitting on the carpet with your arms, leaning on the couch and looking up at me and the date.
Looks a little impatient.
And even a very picky look at a match.
With all due respect, does that look like a husband-in-law?
The couple didn’t know they were the “third person” in the house, and I laughed at them after their hair.
I went over to get the towel, “What are you laughing at?”
I’ve got a bear hug.
Yes, bear hug.
He’s still wearing his coat and he’s wearing a brown velvet on his body, like a fresh horn bag.
I kept my hand in a towel position, and for a moment, thanks to my life, he had risen through the wall and returned to his room without a word.
I pushed the blind date away.
He took two steps back, looked at me for a few seconds and apologized.
“A bit abrupt, sorry. But just now, when you were looking for towels and a blowtorch for me, I couldn’t stand it … It was homey. I’m sorry.
I looked in the direction where I was born and downplayed the subject: “I’ll get you a blanket.” I’m sorry.
13
Late at night I couldn’t sleep in my bed.
In fact, I didn’t know until then that I was so resistant to the act of hugging, which symbolized intimacy.
Why do you hate physical contact when you don’t hate him?
Why did you push him away if you didn’t?
Thinking of this place, I’m reminded that I don’t think I’m familiar with someone who’s related to each other, so I’m familiar with Xiyusheng.
I even let him live here from the very beginning and gave him a second lie.
Why is that?
Thanks to you, I live with you, and I’m always paralyzed and watching TV on the couch.
His hand touched my hand and his body touched my body. Why is everything so natural with him?
If I really resist intimacy, why is it an exception?
Did he scare me when he first showed up?
Am I double?
Or is it because it’s always been special to me to be born?
I don’t think so, but that does not prevent me from abandoning the assumptions and illusions that have not yet developed.
No, thanks to you, life is illusory, unrealistic, no temperature, and he can never do anything with you, so he should not be your man.
I told myself that.
14
The date went early the next day.
When I got up, he only left me a note, to the effect that he was grateful for my stay, and he was anxious to get a contact to fix the car and buy me something to eat.
“This man is a good man.” I’m sorry.
I’m in the kitchen.
“But it’s worse than you, right? I’m sorry.
“Congratulations, you’ll get a sandwich.” I’m sorry.
“Thank you. I’m sorry.
Thanks for not eating, so he’s in the kitchen making food for me.
Then he sat across from me, and his eyes bent and he watched me eat.
He said that he was happy for the people who cooked his own food, which had been complimented and eaten all of it.
I couldn’t help but ask, “Where does your girlfriend live now?” I’m going to ask you what position I’m taking to find your boyfriend. I’m sorry.
Thank you for asking, “I’m in the streets.” I’m sorry.
I said, “What?”
You seem to be talking about a very new street, little comrade.
15
In the daytime, my dear friend, who traveled with joy, finally remembered me as a friend far from home.
She sent a message.
“Yes? Help me move on Sunday. I’m sorry.
I wonder, “Moving? I’m sorry.
“Well, get ready to live with your boyfriend. I’m sorry.
I made an exaggerating “wow-oh” sound.
I typed “No problem. See you Sunday.” I’m sorry.
It began to be thought that she was still single before the trip and that she had come back to live with her boyfriend. The time span is just over a month.
It’s too much information. I don’t know where to start.
In the evening, I told him about it, and he said, “What’s so strange about it, that some people are in love faster.” I’m sorry.
And I said, “Then how fast are you in love with your girlfriend?” I’m sorry.
“Fine, normal human speed. I’m sorry.
Thank you. Last time I heard this crap was the last time.
Anyway, the move of my best friend was scheduled for Sunday, so I changed my time when the date asked me to go to the beach house on Sunday.
It’s finally set for Saturday.
16
There’s a lot of people on the beach on Saturday, and we’re walking down the beach along the beach, and we’ve met a lot of people with cameras around their necks.
It’s a pleasure to feed them that the sea in the winter is not much of a sight compared to summer, and that sometimes the gulls fly.
He borrowed it for a day.
Besides us, there are a few of his friends.
I told him, “I was not prepared to meet your friend.” I’m sorry.
He brought a barbecue in the courtyard, saying, “Don’t worry, they’re all very good together, and they’re very interested in you. I’m sorry.
I frown, no more argument.
He did not tell me in advance that there would be someone else, so I did not dress up to meet strangers.
The person who brought him to his friend was a near-certain insinuation, but he didn’t care to send me a “don’t worry.”
I don’t know if I’m too sensitive, but I’m not feeling well.
I don’t say much, I feel like I’m in a good mood when I’m in a relationship.
At night, he took me home and apologized downstairs.
He’s too good, and he’s not a matter of principle, and I can’t keep getting angry, so I’m like, “It’s okay.”
He was happy but did not leave immediately.
It’s cold out there. I want to get inside, but I always think he has something to say.
“What are you saying? I’m sorry.
He seemed a little nervous: “Well… my friend reminded me today that I’ve known him for over a month, and I’ve seen him many times, and I’ve learned a lot about each other. I’m sorry.
“I think I like you very much, and I want to continue with you, but I’m not sure what you think. I’m sorry.
A little bit of a little bit of a tweak in his hand.
“So, if you accept me, can I kiss you? Just for a second, on the forehead. I’m sorry.
I’m standing there.
I can’t say “good” or “may”.
The wind is red in my face and my fingers are cold.
He looked at me with expectations, but I felt nothing sweet but a burden.
I don’t want him to kiss me.
Not at all.
Even though he’s nice, even though he wants to.
I turned my head off, and I turned it down. I’m sorry.
He’s down his head and he’s pulling down his shoulder.
“It’s all right, let’s talk about it next time. He’s compromise.
I didn’t miss the small drapes.
I know that everything I’ve been out there with the people I’ve been with, and thanks to you, I’ve seen and heard.
But when I opened the door, he stayed in the room and never came out.
17
Before I go to sleep, thank you for knocking on my door.
He sat on the bedside and said, “Looks like you’re getting along well with the couple.” I’m sorry.
I hesitated and noded.
It’s good to get along alone.
“Do you like him? I’m sorry.
Thank you for being weird. It’s the first time he’s ever been so serious about me about dating someone.
He’s not really taking over the role of an old man, is he?
I whispered, “I don’t like it…”
Frankly, it almost seemed like it.
Because sometimes when I’m with someone I’m with, there’s a ridiculous idea.
For example, looking at his back would think, if he were higher.
For example, listening to him would feel better if he had a little more tone.
When he eats with him face to face, he thinks if he doesn’t take so long, it’s perfect.
I know it’s not right, and it’s unfair to the person I’m seeing, just like I’m picking on him.
And objectively, the match is not short, the sound is good, and Liu Hai is just fine.
I’ve never invented such an external standard before.
I don’t know why I got mean to him.
Thanks for being born without talking. He’s wrinkled, like thinking.
And when my bedside light got darker because of the lack of electricity, he opened it again.
“So, do you want a new family with him? I’m sorry.
I thought about it very carefully.
I don’t want you to think I have a hasty and casual attitude towards such an event.
But the result of my serious reflection is negative.
I didn’t have an irrational run-in with the couple.
The light of the lamp casts too soft a light on the side of the shadow of life, and in his presence I have no place to be afraid.
“I don’t, I don’t. I’m sorry.
“But he’s right, right? You think I’m no better than him, and I’m getting married, and if I miss him, I’ll never meet anyone I like.”
I’m in a hurry. My heart is wet.
Thank you for coming down and kissing in my hand.
I looked at him like I was on a brake.
“Take it easy, take it easy. “I just want you to be happy. I’m sorry.
He said, “Go to sleep early, and help your friends move tomorrow. I’m sorry.
Thanks for leaving.
I think it’s weird to intubate myself.
Is the tea out of the window open?
Why does it smell like mountain tea?
But probably because my heart beats too fast, I can’t think if I smell it wrong.
18
It was a nice day to help a friend move.
I was in my mask, standing in my friend’s groceries, and I didn’t work, and I sneezed.
Friend: “As one thought, a second scolded. Someone’s scolding you.”
I’m:
And I said, “You prefer to believe in Quran or accept my sneezing because of the dust of the house?” I’m sorry.
“When the move is over, eat the frog pot.” I’m sorry.
“Why didn’t your boyfriend help you move? I’m sorry.
“Don’t mention it. The dog’s late and suddenly he’s going to Shanghai for a meeting. I’m sorry.
Huh…
Where do you learn sweet words?
Anyway, your job today is to help me clean up the groceries. Look what you can sell. I’ll find the old man who collects the junk and sell you some cake. I’m sorry.
“Good idea.” I said.
It started with a couple of old household appliances, then a delivery box, then an old paper in the corner.
I folded the paper into a pile, and I said, “Did you order a newspaper?” I’m sorry.
“Hmm. My grandfather was living here, he was used to reading newspapers and ordered him two years’ evening papers. I’m sorry.
“Oh. I read the date of the newspaper, “It was five or six years ago, a long time ago. I’m sorry.
Friends went into the kitchen to cut fruit and didn’t return my word.
I saw two more paper in a row on the corner of the wall, and I moved two steps to get it.
“What did you just say? I didn’t hear you.
Late.
I’ve started the paper and laid it on a previous paper.
A clear, large picture is flashing into the curtains.
The white and dispersed snow, high power poles, surrounded by half a circle of rescue workers, placed on a stretcher, mixed with blood in the snow.
And me lying on a stretcher, and thanksgiving.
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“Ee-ji, the one behind you has been watching you. Do you know him? I’m sorry.
“Eeji, I asked. His name is Xie Yusheng, and he’s the best-looking man in finance! I’m sorry.
“Do you think you’ve seen Xie Yien lately? I’m sorry.
“There’s no such thing as coincidence in the world. He likes you. He’s making an accident. I’m sorry.
“The branch, the branch, he’s coming! I’m sorry.
“Sing Yue, I am Yusheng of the Financial Department, can I meet you?” I’m sorry.
Do you want this book? I’ll give you the last book. I’m sorry.
“Why do your friends call you a branch?” Can I call it that? Oh, no, that’s okay. I’m sorry.
“Do you like the twig? Let’s eat together. I’m sorry.
“Do you have time for the weekend? I’d like to ask you to go skiing… it’s okay, I teach you, I’m a ski thief. I’m sorry.
“Yin Yue, why can’t we be a couple with all the couples in college? I’m sorry.
“Sing rain, promise me you’ll be my girlfriend. I’m sorry.
“The rain branches, your legs are broken, I’ll take you to the school hospital… Don’t let me carry my back. I’m gonna hug you. I’m sorry.
“The twig, promise me, you can’t go back and be my girlfriend. You know what it always means? It’s been so long until I’m dead. I’m sorry.
“Is it too vulgar for me to write my first love letter? I’m sorry.
Can I kiss you?
It’s like a movie flashing in my head, from the time he spent his life trying to make it and my encounter, to the time when he came after me, to the time when I was moving with him, to the time when we were skiing together, to the year we graduated, to the winter when we promised to grow snow in the mountains…
It’s like a door that was suddenly opened, on the other side of the door, and all my memories are like a radiant bead.
Eventually, it’s in the white sky — avalanche.
“Jew, are you all right? I’m sorry.
“I hold you, you’re not cold. I’m sorry.
“It’s all my fault why you’re out skiing. I’m sorry.
“Twig, hold on, someone will come and save us. I’m sorry.
“…the branch, open your mouth, drink a little. I’m sorry.
“Is it bad? Hold on, when we get out I’ll take you to tea with a lot of sweet red beans.”
I’m a little sleepy.
The memories were born on a white stretcher with a weak arm.
His wrists are cross-cut bite marks.
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“The branch! I’m sorry.
“Are you okay?” I’m sorry.
I’ve been tearing away from my memories and crying and laughing worse than crying.
I wrinkled my hands and asked, “Why are you with me?”
“The branch! The branch! I’m sorry.
I got up and ran out of my friend’s house and cried to my home.
But I opened the door, thanks to you, but not here.
I searched every room, but I couldn’t find him.
Why are you here when I want to see you?
I stood in an empty house and cried, “Thank you, Yuki, where have you been?”
Where have you been?
Do you want to abandon me again?
Nobody answered me.
As if there had never been a borrowed ghost in this room.
It’s as if I’ve fantasized about that often busy figure in the kitchen.
My legs were soft, and I fell on the floor and wept.
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And how long did I not know? I heard a man ask me, “Why are you crying? Who has wronged you?”
Very familiar voice.
I looked up with tears, and I looked up, and I was shaking and hugging his neck.
Thank you for the light slap on my back.
“What’s wrong? You have to tell me to help you. I’m sorry.
I can’t say it. I can only say his name again and again.
Cry while shouting.
“I’m here, I’m here.”
Thank you for strangling me on my thigh and hugging me to the couch.
“Don’t cry. I’m sorry.
I fell on his shoulder: “Why don’t you call me a twig? I’m your girlfriend. We’re getting married. I’m sorry. I forgot. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
“Do you remember me? I’m sorry.
I choked and noded.
His voice was gentle: “What do you think?” I’m sorry.
I don’t know how to say it, but I’m a little upset and crying in his arms like a very insecure child.
Thank you for smoking a piece of paper for my eyes.
And he groaned in compromise: “As long as you do not cry now, I promise you anything. I’m sorry.
And I said, “Then do not leave me, but leave me alone, and I know where the ring is and I don’t give it to you, I don’t want you to go.”
“The ring is not urgent.” Let’s get back to the mood, shall we?”
I can’t get back together.
The man before me was the one who protected me when the avalanche came, the one who chewed my wrists and fed me blood for my life, the one I had decided to marry earlier.
Now everything’s fucked up.
What am I supposed to say to myself?
22
“I promise you, I won’t go looking for the ring, I won’t leave you, okay? I’m sorry.
“Well, good.
“You know what I was thinking that day in the snow? I’m sorry.
I shake my head.
“I was thinking, unfortunately, it’s too late to propose. I’m sorry.
I can’t stop kissing.
I’m so stupid.
How could it have been possible before that to think that thanksnob had no temperature, no body, who could not be me?
His lips are cold and cold, and summer can be so hot.
He didn’t have a body, but I could have touched him.
How can you not be my man?
He’s gonna do it.
The role is well positioned, but call him “single.”
There is no substitute for it and it will not be repeated — an absolute existence.
23
A lot of things became clear after remembering the past.
For example, why does my mom say I like tall, skinny, white and clean boys?
Isn’t that thanks to you?
Isn’t that where I’m not happy with the couple?
My mother kept pushing me to get married, probably because she was afraid I’d be able to recover my memory and leave the shadow of gratitude.
I apologized and ended up with him.
It’s a tough date.
“This kind of thing doesn’t come along. You don’t like me. I’m sorry.
“Then wish you a better man. Weijun says:
He’s wrong, not the right person.
Be like people.
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Thank you for bringing the ring to Long Hill to propose to me.
I was still in the hospital, and the rescue staff handed over everything to the local police station and my mother brought it back.
But when I woke up, I forgot everything I wanted to know, and my mom was afraid I’d get excited again, and she took it.
It’s been so long since I’ve had a ring.
There’s no need to bow in any direction. Lucky for me, hey.
Thank you for being born in the kitchen with the dishes just bought.
I ran to his waist with slippers and tried to kiss his head.
Thank you so much for being born and squeezing my waist and bowing my head to my relatives.
I said, “Let’s stay together.” I’m sorry.
“How long has it been? I’m sorry.
I’m not done until I’m dead. I’m sorry.
– Over.
Quick one: late night first aid
Chen is a male nurse at the municipal hospital.
It’s not enough to talk about the bitterness of getting into this business.
Every afternoon, you face the “show” of a card machine.
It’s not hard, it’s hard, it’s hard, it’s hard, it’s hard.
Nurses were a good profession, there was a serious imbalance in the ratio of male to female nurses at Naho City Hospital, and there were alarmingly few male nurses.
What does that mean?
This means that men’s men’s nurses work and women’s men’s nurses work.
The small number is not valued.
The male nurse is suffering!
In the N year, “You’re confused! “It’s hard for laid-off workers to get back to work these days.”
Up until five years ago, a late-night first aid really made him want to stay in the male nurse business.
A couple, it’s evening.
In the winter, the rescue team leader was sweating at the door and shouted, “Help! Doctor! I’m sorry.
The couple were said to have encountered an avalanche while skiing and to have been found the following day.
The boys are so handsome, they’re white, they’re a little ash, and they’re getting a little less.
The girls are pretty and their lips are cold, but the overall situation is far better than that of boys.
They were taken to the operating room.
The display followed the girl, pushing the bed to the east side of the corridor.
He looked back and saw the attending doctor on the boy’s side rushing to the bed and pressing the boy’s chest.
At that point, the girl who had been unconscious for a long time suddenly opened her eyes.
She does not seem to know that she is awake, she is spoken to by other medical personnel, and she does not answer, looking straight at the ceiling and closing her eyes.
Show me.
She cried.
Why are you crying? Does it hurt?
Don’t cry. The doctor will save you and help you with the pain.
He did not say that at the time, and since then, although there were many opportunities, it was no longer appropriate.
At dawn, the girl was released from her life and was kept by her parents who came overnight.
The boy died.
Lastly, girls were placed in wards and boys were pushed to the negative second floor.
They were pushed into the elevator, one up, one down.
From this day on, the sun is separated.
Two female nurses who went into the operating room with the boys were tired talking in the hallway.
“It’s a miracle to be able to save a day and a night after all this blood. I’m sorry.
“I hear the girl’s okay. Thank God. I’m sorry.
“Didn’t you hear the rescue team? The boy, who completely protected herself, wrapped her in her own coat. He’s got his own wrists to feed her blood… and the boy’s in better shape than this. I’m sorry.
“I heard that all the girls who survived were the boys who fought for her life. I’m sorry.
“The boy was pushed to the second floor. With no parents, the hospital is still trying to contact his family to claim it I can’t help but come to our house for over a year, for the first time in my life. I’m sorry.
“Yeah, when the girl wakes up, if she knows her boyfriend… I’m sorry.
He listened while he was eating his breakfast and wondered why he remembered the tears of the girls last night.
Did she feel the love leaving in the middle of it?
Is she crying because she knows she’s going to be separated from a boy?
It is not because of the pain, but indeed it is because of the pain, that they cry.
It is logical that working in this part of the hospital should look after the dead, and it is common to be separated.
But it’s probably the first time I’ve had a heart attack like this, and it’s as if it’s in vinegar and sour and sour.
But from that date onward, the matter of resignation was no longer on display.
He began to think that more should be done for the patients so that they could get better and return home early and be reunited with their families.
Two: The ghost is full of lies.
It is said that a lie requires countless lies to be rounded up.
She’s in the middle of a lie now.
He was seen again in the sixth year of his death.
At the time, he was dialing the alarm clock she had just bought, and the alarm switch had two yellow hairballs stuck there, and he had fun, and he dialed it.
At that time, the rain branch was washing her face, she was wearing a pyjamas, a pair of pants on her legs, a thin ankle, a scrawny pony tail tied to her hair and two stubbles of her hair lying behind her head and stupor.
Thank you for playing hard and suddenly the water stopped.
He looked out for it.
The rain branch is looking at his direction in the mirror, and his eyes are growing.
Thank you.
You can’t?
He tried to be nice: “I like the color.” I’m sorry.
The rain branch returned a wave of screaming and a soap that was thrown over his head.
Thanks for being reflected in living conditions, avoiding soap and touching the nose.
Do what, scare her.
It’s an unexpected pleasure.
Until then, he was following the rain branch for five or six years. The rain branch never knew he existed.
What good is that?
Thank you for holding her hand and kissing her without fear.
She can also be brought into her arms at night and let her sleep on his arms.
In the summer, he can also heat up, and the twig can even instinctively lean into his arms.
You think I’d say that?
Of course, in the past few years, the twig never knew that there was a ghost named Xie Yuen.
Until that day, he somehow showed up and scared his wife into a bed.
He’s laughing so hard, why can’t a ghost attack a man in a nest?
He didn’t know how many nights he slept with her.
He had to leave first, so he could calm down.
But actually, it didn’t go, just out of her room.
And came back after she fell asleep.
I thought she was so scared that she slept like a pig.
The following day, Xie Yuen lied first about finding the missing ring before leaving.
The rain branches are serious.
It’s not too obvious that the rain is so exciting that he needs to be sent away.
Thank you for biting on your teeth.
If it wasn’t for each other, he’d be a little taller.
The second lie he’s ever had is to tell Zheng Yu that he can’t remember the ring.
In fact, his heart was in the mirror and his mother-in-law took the ring.
But when he’s not scared now, he’s in a hurry to get a ring.
Second, he knows better than anyone that the ring is best not found.
In particular, the twig has begun to date and is well with the person to whom it is directed.
Thank you for the dilemma.
He wanted to see the twig look again for someone he liked and live a happy life.
And I hope that the rain branches don’t find the people they love so quickly.
At least not more than before.
As a result, he behaved unsettledly, in order to persuade the rain branch to stay with the others and to be jealous of the fact that he was a close relative.
Speaking of which, what was the name of the date?
Thanks to you, I don’t know what to think.
And then he thought, “Just let it go.”
A blind date with a rain branch skiing?
No problem. He’s sneaking around to prevent the man from moving under the cover of skiing!
To spend the night in the rain?
It’s not a big deal, but can you stop hugging?
Want to kiss her after the date?
You really don’t sleep too much at night!
How long have you known her? I’ve been chasing people for a semester!
Thank you for coming into the room in the middle of the night, knocking on the side, asking questions.
In fact, when it comes to hearing that the twig doesn’t like to be with someone, it’s kind of “the devil’s ecstasy”, but…
He can’t pretend he didn’t see the twigs in his eyes.
So he crossed the line of restraint and kissed her sweaty hands.
It’s more than a normal friend would do, especially at night, in a space where two people are alone.
This wet kiss is not simple.
Thank you for being surprised.
He said “just ask” and ran away.
He did not know what the rain branch would think, but the initial panic had turned into excitement when he went back through the living room.
Yeah.
She didn’t hate it.
He lay on the bed until midnight, and then he fell on several rolls, entangled in his twilight, before finally crushing it.
The next day, the twig went to help friends move.
As usual, when the rain branches were not at home, he went out to watch the men play chess.
And then he choked and went home to cook.
He didn’t think, just on such a common Sunday, that the rain branch remembered him.
Thanks to Yusheng, a name that has been emptied for more than five years in the life of the rain branch has suddenly returned.
It’s so sudden that he doesn’t know how to face it.
The only response that the rain branch can make is crying.
Sitting on the carpet, crying on his shoulder and hiding in his arms.
She’s gonna cry for a good heart.
And he said with his face, “Don’t cry. I’m sorry.
However, the point of concern is why he did not call her “wield” but called her name.
Thank you.
The war is out of control.
He had to get rid of people first.
At least stop crying.
Despite their age, the twig is as good as it was in school.
Thanks to her soft lips, she felt her arms around her neck and could not help but think.
“Good boy. I’m sorry.
Question three: Rebirth of the old saying
The rain branch felt something wrong in the evening.
After lunch, he told her to go to the park and watch the boys play chess.
Thank you for having little and no other playmate.
Fortunately, he’s a man who can stand to watch chess in the park.
The twig said yes and then sent him home early because she wanted to bake.
Thank you, but you can smell it.
Thanks for agreeing.
And now, the sunset.
Thanks for not coming home yet.
The rain branches paniced and quickly put the baked bread on the table and changed their shoes.
But not found.
There were only two chess players in the park. She went to see them.
No thanks to you.
So she started to say thank you to Yuki.
“Thank you. Thank you. Are you there? We’re home! I’m sorry.
She shouted many times, but she did not show up, nor did anyone else in the park care.
They all went to the other side to watch the fun.
A young man jumped out of the river and was picked up.
The rain branch wasn’t interested. She just wanted to find Xie Yin.
And this night, thanks to him, he didn’t come home.
The baked bread is getting cold, the scent is dry and no one takes a bite.
The rain branch was up all night.
Her eyes were swollen and her pillow was wet by tears.
If, she said, if it was an ordinary person who was lost now, then perhaps she could ask for help and look with her.
But now, she is the only one in the world who knows she exists.
She has no one to turn to.
The rain branch is in a panic again.
But thanks to you, how can he always be like this?
It’s always the same.
She will never again…
It’s best to never and never thank Yuen.
I guess so, but the next day the twig went out looking for someone — oh, no, the ghost.
It’s still nothing.
But when she came home, she found a strange young man crouching in the door.
Young people look up, two eyes bright.
“The branch! I’m sorry.
Says it’s just a big “dog pounce” move and pushs the twig in the arms.
The face of the twig fell on the chest of the dog, and the whole person was stuck.
“I’m back. I’m sorry.
“You…”
“The branch, I can touch you. I’m sorry.
“…thank you for your help?”
“It’s me, branch.”
Thank you for rubbing her cheek: “Isn’t it scary?” I’m sorry I ran away again but I didn’t volunteer this time! I’m sorry.
The rain branch was so temperamental that his hands were raised and his ears were blown out.
“Where have you been? How did you…?
A man?
And he said, “Open the door first, and we shall go home and say, I’m sorry.
Thank you for not telling the rain branch, because the road came too excited to pass through the wall and hit the door.
There was a lot of noise and a lot of laughing at the door neighbors inside.
Here’s the thing. Thank you. You were watching chess.
But half of the time, it was suddenly said that the river in the park was empty.
It is alleged that it was a work problem, that it was marginalized by colleagues, that it was pressured by the superiors, that it was unbearable and that it was impossible to get into the river.
A couple of gentlemen have lost their chess game.
The chess player is not here, and thanks to you, he’s just floating around.
As a result, it was felt that a suction was pulling him forward.
Thank you for not responding at first sight and being dragged into the dark.
This dark is all night long.
This morning, he woke up with a full physical examination of his parents, who were surrounded by bedside tears and consolation.
It was not until the end of the examination that he was returned to the ward that he had a true sense of landing.
How so?
If it’s hard to describe, it’s like I’m back!
“I don’t understand, a good young man who cares about his parents and wants to die for a little bit of work. I’m sorry.
Thanks to the silence of the Zeng rain branch, he was afraid that it would get angry.
He drew the finger of the twig, “The twig, speak.” I’m sorry.
“There is something to say. I’m sorry.
The rain branch said, “She has a smile in her eyes, and she picks up her fingers and feels the same warm skin, and whispers, “Do you eat bread?” I haven’t eaten either. I’m sorry.
Thanks to the love in his eyes, he kissed the tip of the stick and said, “Okay.” I’m sorry.
Q: What is it about not telling parents?
New Year’s holiday.
There is a festivities, a shop full of balloons, fireworks on the outside of the window, and a festive atmosphere.
Thanks to the joy of life, his body is now two years younger than the twig and he starts to stir up.
“Sister, sister, sister, you listen to me. I’m sorry.
Thank you for putting hairy heads in the neck of the rain branch, making it it itch and pushing him.
“That’s enough of you.”
“No wonder so many girls love their sisters, look at you and laugh so much. I’m sorry.
“No, I didn’t. “The rain branches deny it.
Thanks for holding her face.
“So do you say I’m in good health now or in good health?” Which do you prefer?”
It’s a typical trap problem. It’s a little less difficult than “I fell in the water with your mother.” Such human incomprehensible questions have to be answered with equal caution.
The rain wrinkles, trying to think of a perfect answer.
But before she could figure it out, she felt like she had been touched on the back.
She was unconscious and shrunk.
However, soon after, the pyjamas were moving passively, the temperature belonging to another person leaned on the back, and a hot hand started to beat her.
The rain branch doesn’t want to see which thanks are better.
Thank you for asking, “Do you want to do something you can’t tell your parents? I’m sorry.
The answer is no.
And she’s almost 30, nothing can be told to parents.
But thanks for not giving her a chance to talk.
He pushed the rain branches down on the couch, with his head down in her ear and the rain branches covering his ears.
He went to kiss her nostrils again, softened her, and could no longer resist.
Zing rain branch: Forget it.
There was also a large pyrotechnic out of the window, and people’s cheers were heard far away.
A new year begins. People in love are going to stay together.
– Over.
Case number: YXX1lKZnYxxx0gKrCPROd
I accidentally missed my leg.
I don’t think so. I’ll see you when I move.
The wall. Wait.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
