Ping Yu knew that in fact, the earth ten feet above the ground was like marriage or emotion or the desire to have a daughter. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's just that they need to give up a free and independent life in the past, and since they are in love, why can't they lose something to each other?

The so-called gain, there must be loss. If there is a loss, there must be a gain.

Some people, once bitten by a snake, are afraid of rope grass for ten years.

Who still believes the word of "God"?

Sometimes I don't even believe my own eyes and ears.

For the sake of others, for the faith, for the ideal, simply give up his precious life——

In order to obtain examples of life in desperate situations, it is too lacking and too untrustworthy.

Even Pingfu is afraid, such as what "happy marriage" and "sweet love", do they still exist at the moment?

Over there, Artemisia Yanran continued: "Of course I was not reconciled, so I persisted. ”

I was not reconciled to defeat and continued to say to my boyfriend:

"My dear, if you don't give up anything, you won't get anything.

Since you refuse to fulfill my wish to have a daughter, then I have no choice but to give up on you......

I have a girlfriend in China, who has already found a man for me, ten years older than me, I think I will be able to go through the second half of my life hand in hand with him, and I want to have a daughter with him.

I believe that as long as we trust, endure and tolerate each other, we will be able to love each other and 'hold the hand of the son and grow old with the son'.

Of course, we can do without marriage......

Looking at my boyfriend's silent appearance that he didn't seem to hear and didn't care, I felt a pinprick pain in the depths of my soul.

Blood, like ink stains, slowly and little by little penetrated a whole sheet of snow-white rice paper. ”

As she spoke, Artemisia Yanran probably remembered the pain of the past, and actually started crying, faintly sobbing, like whistling in the night breeze of the mountains.

Suddenly, Ping's heart moved, and he was very sympathetic, and he couldn't help but sigh, it is really not easy for women in the world!

After a long time, Artemisia Yanran stopped crying and smiled bitterly, her sad heart must be astringent.

But she shook her head, and looked away...... said: "Hehe, woman, she was originally very stupid, but she still had to be a fool, but in the end, she laughed and 'played' herself!"

Therefore, the saddest people in this world are still women, especially those of us police flowers!"

Ping Yu didn't say anything, but he felt that his eyes were moist, and he didn't know what to say.

Artemisia Yanran wiped her tears, suddenly indignant, and said:

"Isn't it? What about the warm and sweet emotions of the past, what about the love that wants to die, what about the skin-to-skin affection? have you been fooled and lost?

Since then, I have completely wiped away my tears, avoided smiling, and agreed with the outcome of this April Fool's joke.

I consoled myself that I should laugh about it for the sake of a permanent memory in the future.

Little sister of the Ping family, you say, right?"

As a result, there is a tougher Artemisia Yanran today, and there is an assistant Artemisia who must return to China to enter the police station to do great things.

Sometimes, Ping Yu sincerely admires Assistant Artemisia.

Because the big things she wanted to do, in the end, really did all of them! This is really an incredible place for Pingfu.

Even, sometimes, Ping Yu wants to chase her and ask how this thing is done?

How did it work? Let's get to the bottom of it.

Suddenly, Hao Yanran, who had a bright smile on her face, laughed loudly, and asked crisply like a silver bell: "Ping detachment, hehe, you say, will you cut the rope?"

Ping Yu also smiled, still not answering her question, but only asked, "What about you? You, will you throw away that life-saving rope?"

Hao Yanran was also silent and did not speak again.

But they both knew very well that in the bottom of their hearts, the same voice sounded, that is: "I will definitely choose to give up the rope, and I will not drag the rope to death and let the cold freeze itself to death! In order to live a better life, you have to learn to give up at the most critical moment, and then you can be put to death and reborn!"

But they were both silent.

Just as they secretly disobeyed, competed, jealous, and resented each other, they reached a consensus on this point strangely and ghostly, showing a new height and degree.

Ignoring this similarity shows that there are some personality similarities between the two police flowers.

Ping Yu didn't notice it at the time, and he wasn't sensitive enough, intuitive enough, imaginative enough, or communicative enough. Of course, it may also be caused by being too cautious by always emphasizing that you need to be vigilant.

In short, these words made Ping Fu understand a truth, but he was confused at the time.

This truth is: woman, your name, is always called vulnerable.

A woman's career success is not considered to be the final success.

Because in their minds, it is better for the heart to have something to belong to, that is, to truly have a man who loves her, and this man is also her favorite, in order to have the last successful life.

Just having success in your career, no matter how great your achievements are, you can't resist the emptiness, fear and apprehension that pervades your heart.

Otherwise, such insecurity, such a sense of failure and collapse, will always float in their hearts.

For example, Xia, until he died, his heart was also drifting.

At present, it is an era of emotional crisis, and Ping Wei, who also deeply sympathizes with this, talked to Hao Yanran about more stories of female classmate Xia, as well as the deep affection between them that was not mentioned in the prose.

Xia is Artemisia Yanran's subordinate. The two of them also know each other and know each other. The bureau that Xia is responsible for also happens to be a work contact point that Assistant Artemisia is responsible for as a member of the Party Committee.

And Xia, the head of this well-known sub-bureau, had just come to a disaster, irreversibly suffered a car accident, and died suddenly at the age of thirty-six.

But her great achievements, like her sudden death, shook the national media and ordinary people, and the spontaneous mourning procession stretched for ten miles, and people cried goodbye to the heroine in their hearts.

And it is only appropriate that these two police flowers mourn a heroine in this way at this moment. Because they can best understand and relieve: the heart of a great woman who is very worthy of writing! Although this great woman also has shortcomings, she is still a heroine on the public security front and a police flower with super energy!

The way Artemisia Yanran listened attentively let Ping Yan know that their communication in the field, like the competition in everything, and the friendship with Xia, was deeply engraved in the depths of their hearts.

Because only there, they have always maintained a high degree of political consistency like Xia: they are heroes in life, and ghosts in death!

Life never ends, and the battle never stops.

Pride has infiltrated their hearts.

The farther and farther you walk, the more profound this feeling of Pingfu becomes.