Dear Zile: Kiss you, hug you!

I'm sorry, it's all my fault that cost you your life. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 If I had the innate talent to know my destiny, I wouldn't have made such a joke with you.

That evening, you came, with a sense of sweetness and obsession. I'm not a fool, I've seen your love for a long time! Those hot eyes are enough to melt anyone who is so hot, and I'm no exception.

The celebration banquet convened by Ping Fu was a love scene where the two of us suddenly met. Since then, you have started the history of your quest. If you think about it or observe it, you will definitely find out where my feelings are? But you have made a compromise, and you have completely ignored them. Perhaps, this is the wisest place for you, as you who have stepped into the position of acting criminal police captain.

You, so persistent, even if I deliberately stare in front of you or chase Ping Wei, you can turn a blind eye, I am really drunk.

I feel your sincere love, just like my love for Ping Wei, confined to a corner, forever and forever, but it is so helpless and sad. It was as if this afternoon, I walked out of the gate of the criminal police brigade with tears streaming down my face, and you followed me to protect me and came to my door.

Really, the moment I walked into the house, as soon as I turned around and saw your extremely worried face and extremely painful eyes, I felt the taste of broken heart.

I was muttering at the time, isn't this fool Wang Zile the incarnation of your Artemisia Yanran?

I couldn't bear to let you go, so I let you in my house.

However, I never expected that this would become your curse.

I think you're Pingwei, don't I? At least you both have one thing in common, and you both have one title: Captain of the Criminal Police Brigade. Although Pingwei was removed from his post to be investigated, and you are just an agent. However, both of you are in the position I admire, the post of the captain of the criminal police brigade, this position means that you have been on the battlefield, it means resourcefulness, and it means that you have iron bones.

Perhaps, because of this position, I have a sense of magic or admiration?

The intimacy between the two of us is so natural, blended and moisturized. Really, being with you made me feel a sense of sincerity, a passion for the first time, and a satisfaction of giving. I'll admit, I'm a bit messy, I don't have a lot of self-respect, but that was before I met Pingwei. Since I met you, I have naturally become a pure and beautiful girl. I long for my affection, and like all girls with girlish feelings, in the blessings of all people, in all love, there is a feeling of loyalty and unswervingness. I longed for my affection, and I could be like these male and female college students around me who met campus love, in the whispers of classmates and in the earnest teachings of teachers, a sweet and sweet taste. However, I don't have that qualification or that state of mind, my life has been wiped out like that! Fortunately, with your infatuation, I have a bright and confused experience, and my heart is as if I am on the right path~

But, however, why should there be so many buts in life, and let so many buts, happen to me one by one?

I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for you, I'm here to give you three bows.

I really don't know what I have to do to get you to forgive me?

Late that night, you were in your sleep, and I was missing Pingwei. I can't forgive myself, why can't I let love and lust become one?

With tears in my eyes, I played with Pingwei's "77-style" small pistol.

I was thinking about it in a trance, is it this little pistol or your prince's infatuation that makes me intimate with you without hesitation?

Why did I play with the "77-style" pistol you were wearing?

Why did I quietly remove your bullets while you were unprepared?

And why do you forget to put the bullet back into the magazine of the little pistol when you wake up and are about to leave?

It didn't happen on purpose!Zile, my dear. When I removed the bullets from the magazine, I just wanted to keep a flat thought, you wouldn't have seen it, would you? At that moment, your hand was touching mine, and you burst into flames and grabbed my hand tightly with the bullet. You took my hand into your arms, and you were so excited! You kissed my hand, and then you hugged me so tightly that even I was touched. Because I know best that if a man is red and hot when he is with a woman, it can only mean that the man loves the woman to the depths of his soul.

You whispered, "I've finally waited for my little fairy!"

Fairy, how can you not let a woman in sorrow and confusion wish that she was a man's fairy at that moment? I let your burning emotions boil and let you gallop on my body. Your hot body, your sweaty face, what kind of sincere touch has brought me, really, at that moment, I really thought I was your angel, your fairy!

How could I have thought that in times of peace, you would pay the price of blood?

How do you know that in the end, it is all up to you to bear such unbearable consequences?

Why don't you die, but let those who shouldn't have died disappear?

God, why do you always treat me so unfairly?

The only thing that gives me comfort is that I have given at least everything I can to you, including allowing you to love as you wish. Only love can be regarded as if I have lived up to your love and expectations.

But, dear Zile, I'm sorry! I really can't give you my affection and my love, because she doesn't belong to me anymore, my love is completely out of my control, but belongs to another person! She never obeys my command and call, I have no way at all. So, I can only ask for your understanding. Letting you get what you need, letting you enjoy the love you crave, that's all I can give you, and it's the biggest reward for you, right?

I hope you in the Heavenly Spirit will forgive me for not being so. I'm really sorry for you!

I hope you can rest in peace, and one day, I will visit you.

Okay, please let me go now, right now, okay? Let me sleep well, please.

Otherwise, I'm going to crash! Really, I'm going to crash!

Rest in peace, my lovely man, Zile dear!

What you love: Yanran

August 3, xx