When I can still think of you, my heart hurts like a knife, and when I choose to forget you, my heart is surging......

It is still the Great Wall Maple Garden, and Zi Yuyan stays in this rental house that has been living for a while. She seemed to be accustomed to such a life, simple furniture, white walls, and a cheap ceiling that gave off a soft light that sprinkled the whole room.

She lay quietly in the new bedding that she had just changed, holding the Apple high-end mobile phone given to her by Qiu Han, it was rare that tonight, she didn't go to the circle of friends, didn't go to her micro-business project, and didn't go to the following agents to talk about how to learn micro-business!

It's really rare, Qiu Han once said, don't hold the phone for a long time, feel like you have the world when you hold it? But she was refuted by her righteous words: You don't understand me at all, your thinking is too old and conservative, just like your father, and this is my job!

This sentence seems to have become his usual rebuttal. What does this have to do with my father? What happened to my father? Qiu Han tried to correct it, but in the face of the woman's wording, Qiu Han found that it could not be corrected at all, and their language was always so illogical......

She needs someone who understands her? And that person who understands her has to understand her language first. Anyway, Qiu Han doesn't understand anymore, and he may not understand when he falls in love, but he is covered up by some qualities, in Zi Yuyan's words, she is a person who is so simple that she doesn't have to guess, and she is also a mysterious and unpredictable person, if you can't be the king of my love, then you will become the mourner of love.

What is love like in life? Qiu Han has experienced an incomparable version of reality: every bit of it is inseparable from the days of firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea. And Zi Yuyan has looked forward to the psychedelic version of the future: even if I am old, I will walk in the changing seasons like when I was young, and I will always be with you.

Tonight's night, there is no need to heal yourself, and you don't need to go to read at ten o'clock and listen to the "Night Listening" that makes people want to cry.

Zi Yuyan gently turned to the side, keeping herself in a very comfortable position. Although her body was covered with a thick cotton wool bedding, it did not affect the outline of her perfect curves.

That classic comment: I have known you for 9 years, and I have seen all your joys, sorrows, and sorrows, just for the rest of my life, from the snowy day to the lonely winter night. She recalled it again and again, was curious more than once and again, she tried to explore his world, but it was really blank for him, and the restrictions on the rights of the circle of friends made Zi Yuyan unable to see his appearance, among her WeChat friends, there were indeed too many people, and there were 500 people in the micro business group, I don't know how many there were?

But his comment, why didn't he reply to the message I sent him? Maybe it was just a coincidence? Zi Yuyan thought of this, and tentatively sent another message:

Do I remember the way you look? You said you knew me for nine years? It seems that you are a liar too!

Zi Yuyan originally didn't have any hope, because she also sent a few messages in the afternoon, but in exchange for the other party's ignorance.

But he is not afraid of blatant stealing, but he can't prevent thieves who are always in mind. After a letter of confidence was issued, after a short wait, the other party responded:

I've known you for nine years, and if I were a liar, you should be happy for nine years!

What a happy language, what a tragic reality. In a word, in this night when the cold wind is still howling, and the autumn cold is still speeding in the high-speed night, it is stolen alive and cruel.

There are so many symbols that have not been used, why is it a period?

Zi Yuyan cried, moved to tears by this sentence, and she replied simply: It's late at night, I should rest later. dropped his phone, pulled up the quilt, covered himself, and cried loudly......

On the other end of the phone, a man of about thirty-five years old turned his back to the living room, looking at the messages on his phone, leaving an indescribable smile to the dark night outside the window.

Looking at his appearance, he is about one meter tall and more than six meters tall, and his back looks a little bloated, which is not quite in line with this age. He quietly looked out the window, and after a few minutes, he turned around leisurely, and suddenly a not very flattering face looked scheming in the light of the living room.

The baldness that is already a little bald, perfectly interprets his maple leaf-shaped hairstyle, the country-shaped face, eyebrows and eyes look energetic, and the thick lips under the big nose confirm that he is by no means a person who can speak well.

However, it is such a person, who seems to be honest and honest, who can't be good at arguing words, and does have extraordinarily fancy words in his bones, and instantly stole a person who has captivated the country and the city, as well as her heart that couldn't see fickleness before......

He picked up his phone again, looked at the message on it, and replied simply: "Ann! Good dream!" After that, he turned off the light in the living room and walked into the room.

In the room, the son who was already sleeping on the bed was not accompanied by his mother, but he still looked extraordinarily sweet......