Regarding opposite-sex attracted love, it seems that some studies have come to the conclusion that without knowing it, men and women who are related by blood will be more likely to have throbbing feelings than men and women who are not related by blood because of their tacit understanding and proximity.

I seem to be able to understand Jiang Beisheng's ambivalence of wanting to break and being afraid of breaking.

Although this contradiction itself is foolish, and it is not worthy of the sympathy and emotion of others. But who doesn't have compassion?

Remembering what he asked me before, I couldn't help but put down my chopsticks and said, "On the day you bought the ring, you said you wanted to talk to me, did you mean this matter?"

"Do you think I'm disgusting?" Jiang Beisheng froze for a moment, and a gloomy sneer oozed from the corner of his mouth: "I've been in love with my sister for six years." ”

If you don't deny or affirm, that's affirmation.

No wonder he asked me if I regretted marrying him.

I frowned earnestly.

"Why don't you answer?" Jiang Beisheng stared at me, changing from gentleness to an eagle dog that found prey, and there was slowly a trace of inexplicable danger in his black and white eyes: "Regret it?" The last three words, he asked very carefully.

I have a feeling that he did it on purpose.

After all, a person with a smart mind should not fail to understand that when a person chooses to be silent in a particular situation, this silence is itself an answer.

Smart people are confused, either deliberately or out of control.

I dodged my face away, still silent.

It's not that I have dark thoughts in my heart, a couple who have been talking for six years and are physically and mentally healthy, if nothing has happened in the course of the relationship, it is absolutely unscientific and unreasonable. If everything that should have happened happened and I still say it's not disgusting, it's also unscientific and unreasonable.

"Don't put on this face as if I'm forcing you to do something you don't want to do. ”

Jiang Beisheng slowly raised his hand as he spoke, just raised it in mid-air, his eyes and hands were the same as his hands, and after a meal, there seemed to be a kind of regret that the stars had fallen from his eyes, and then he slipped down with the hand he raised and put down.

From the time it happened to the end, although it was very fast, I was aware of it, but I pretended not to know, and buried my head in eating a whole steamer of six soup dumplings.

The process of eating steamed buns is long and painful. Until we are sure that Su Xin will not come back, uh, to put it more unlucky, she is like a yellow crane and will never return.

As an independent social person, she has the right to do this, but to leave without saying goodbye, in the law of adult communication, either we are sorry for her, or she is ashamed of us. There must always be one party who is guilty of unforgivable sin in order to whitewash this unreasonable accident.

I asked myself if I hadn't said or done anything sorry for her, so I used the Yellow Crane with mourning significance in driving the crane west to deliberately unlucky her.

"Don't you want to climb the Great Wall? ”

Walking out of the small shop with a disheveled face, Jiang Beisheng seemed to have walked out of the gloomy bad mood, he was used to putting his hands in his pockets, his face was faintly indifferent, his tone was not surprised, and the meaning of the discussion became a little plausible.

For sad or unfortunate forgetting, we do hope that the sooner the better, but as fast as he is, it always seems to be against the seven emotions and six desires.

Behind him, I almost had to suspect that the bitter brother-sister love that had come out of his mouth a minute earlier at that cramped and greasy table might have been fabricated to win my pathetic sympathy.

But you can't be too shameless.

I had to rebuke myself in my heart: who would have nothing to do when they are full, and make such an unethical stupidity for themselves?

Out of a kind of unwarranted guilt, I accepted Jiang Beisheng's kindness.

He expressed his dissatisfaction to me deeply: "Climbing the Great Wall is a physical job, but you don't have to put on this look. ”

I sighed, in the Mercedes-Benz car, looking out the window at the increasingly rustic scenery, pretending to mention casually: "You and your mother ......"

"I've only met Su Xin's mother once. ”

Jiang Beisheng was like a stinging snake, and immediately interrupted me and corrected me.

I closed my mouth in surprise.

It's the first time I've heard someone refer to their mother in the third person, how big is the rift between mother and son?

"In November last year, on a rainy day, when I went out, I had a sense of foreboding. On that day, we were supposed to discuss marriage. Hehe, the horror on Su Xin's mother's face, I still remember, just as I was when I saw my father for the last time in the morgue. ”

"How can this be the same?" I couldn't help but interrupt him, "Your father was a dead man when he was lying in the morgue, but when you appeared in front of you, uh, Su Xin's mother, you were a big living person with a hot mouth. That alone is quite different. ”

"Are you feeling sorry for me?" Jiang Beisheng's mouth was like a pointed lotus leaf, and he smiled a little casually: "Thank you." As soon as the words fell, the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly fell, and the whole person stared at me with a lot of energy, and said: "You feel sorry for me, does this mean that you don't think I'm disgusting, right?" Just like a patient with difficulty in choosing, as soon as this sentence was finished, he immediately became like a deflated ball, tired and lonely and denied: "It's me who is too subjective, when I don't say anything." In addition, he repeated his mood repeatedly: "Don't take my words too seriously, otherwise, there will be times when you will be sad in the future." ”

I was completely confused, and after thinking about it for a long time, I came up with a sentence: "You brothers and sisters are still quite interesting, and they all have cleanliness habits." ”

Jiang Beisheng sneered: "Whether she is real or not, I don't know, but I am not." ”

Under the blow, people are temporarily insane, perhaps like Jiang Beisheng talking nonsense, and the preface does not match the afterword.

I just regarded it as an ordinary case, and I didn't bother to ponder the deep meaning of his words.

The scenery on the Great Wall is really extraordinary, it is a kind of majestic atmosphere overlooking the world, and it is also a kind of painful shoulder to shoulder. This kind of self-contradictory attack made me think of Jiang Beisheng's contradiction between the lightning and flint.

Who doesn't want to climb the Great Wall quietly and quietly and glide through the scenery, but who can control the unpredictable enthusiasm of others?

is like Jiang Beisheng, he just met a person with emotional throbbing at an age suitable for falling in love, and talked about a love that he thought was suitable. He didn't want to turn his lover into his sister?

This kind of self-talk really made me feel a lot more comfortable, and the emotional nausea seemed to really don't exist.

After returning to the hotel, Jiang Beisheng hesitated again and again before telling me that Su Xin didn't know the real reason why they had to break up.

I nodded and comforted him, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about this." ”

He hesitated for a moment, and I immediately added: "I promise, in the future, I will never threaten you with this matter." ”

"Threaten me, how do you want to threaten?"

He let go of his frown and asked with interest.

I uhped, "It's just, blackmailing you for money or something." ”

"Oh," he lowered his eyes in disappointment, "you're as simple as ever. ”

A thirty-five-year-old woman can be praised for living a simple life, and she must not be criticized for being simple-minded.

I snorted at the back of the fading figure.

(To be continued)