Is there a reason for love to come? Love is just a kind of fate. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Shi Jiaying, a female graduate student at the Police University, thought that this was her unforgettable first love.

Shi Jiaying thinks that it depends on whether the parties have a sweet and warm feeling of each other, whether they have the feeling of not seeing each other for a day, and whether they have secreted an enzyme in the body, which will make you lose weight quickly.

And all of these are presented on Shi Jiaying's body.

Can she not be deeply intoxicated?

Love - the first love of beauty, happiness, obsession, and coma. can let her ascend to heaven, or let her fall into the earth's love, she is willing to dedicate to it, even if she is broken.

Shi Jiaying is dizzy and grateful in her thoughts every day.

She thought: Anyone's first love is extremely inseparable.

Successful first love, happiness is exceptionally sweet and subtle. You'll be magnanimous and forgive each other for everything in the past, right?

After all, at that time, they did not know each other.

She can't let the family be responsible for her at that time!

The key is that in the future, as long as Tu Die treats her well in the future and cares about her relatives.

To love him is to love everything about him, including his background, affection, and habits.

Shi Jiaying felt that Tu Die's image and language lingered in front of her eyes and mind every day, and the sweet taste was very wonderful, and she couldn't help but smile secretly.

In Shi Jiaying's 23 years of life, except that her birth was a mystery, except that her living environment was very poor, everything about her was very smooth and simple, and she had never experienced such thoughts, excitement and confusion.

In any case, Shi Jiaying couldn't and didn't dare to accept the pain of losing Tu Die.

What she shows is obedience, obsession, and an unusual bird.

For Shi Jiaying's mentality at this time, Shi Jiawang is even more empathetic.

In terms of feelings, she has experienced more than Shi Jiaying, suffered more blows, and has experienced the pain more deeply.

The reason why she and her sister have become good friends who have nothing to say is that her character is very straightforward and bold, and it can even be said that she is open-minded.

Shi Jiawang remembers that when they were children, they often sat quietly in front of the window in a daze, dragging their chin with one hand and knocking on the windowsill with the other, which became a free zone for each of them to be physically and mentally free and a space for their thoughts to swim.

Shi Jiawang remembered that there was an open garbage room in front of the windowsill, which was full of domestic garbage, and people passed by, aimed at the mouth of the box, and threw it casually, hitting the target.

Sometimes you can also watch superb stunt performances, the bicycle is fast, about ten meters away from the garbage room and begins to slide, looking forward, the afterglow to the side, holding the handle in one hand, carrying the bag in the other, speeding at a speed of 20 kilometers per hour, in a few tenths of a second, only to see the wrist flick slightly, the garbage bag is nowhere to be seen.

The two little girls watching in front of the window were often so nervous that their palms were sweaty, because the garbage bag might rush towards the glass window in front of them.

They went to ask their adoptive father why our family didn't pick up garbage here.

The adoptive father always prevaricated.

Until one day, the adoptive father and adoptive mother got angry.

The adoptive mother left, picked up the garbage, and the adoptive father kept drinking, drinking, drinking.

When he was half drunk, his adoptive father You hugged the pipa and muttered as if he was half-covering his face:

"You don't know, that's where you two picked it up for our old couple -- old couple -- old couple.

That dead old woman won't tell me to say it.

You're seven years old now -- that was seven years ago.

Seven years ago, in the early hours of the morning, we came back from picking up garbage -- at that time, our family did not live in a suite like it does now, and at that time, our house was just a small grass hut next to the garbage dump.

As soon as I entered the house, I heard the sound of a baby crying - in the middle of the night, where did the baby cry?

The old woman walked out, walked to the trash can with a cry, and shone a flashlight, and it was really two babies.

One has a pair of big eyes, looking at the night sky without saying a word, too quiet and too quiet, this is your sister - Shi Jiaying, and the other is crying and crying, hoarse, kicking and dancing her arms, this is your sister - Shi Jiawang. Hehe—"

The drunken words that the adoptive father said while coughing made the sister Hua stunned and stupid.

Because they are different, they have been extra diligent and group since they were young.

For Shi Jiaying's emotions and world experience, Shi Jiaying is always in front of Shi Jiawang, like a theoretical mother and a sister in action.

For example, the first "menarche", the first "that incident", and even led to pregnancy and miscarriage, all of which Shi Jiaying helped Shi Jiawang solve theoretically, ideologically, and even in action.

If there is no Shi Jiaying, then Shi Jiawang is estimated to have no today's beautiful growth.

Shi Jiawang often thinks about the horror of menarche.

It was during the summer vacation when she was 11 years old, and she and a group of neighborhood kids went to play hide-and-seek in the alley yard after a rainstorm.

Seeing a puddle of rain, she jumped and jumped over.

But a little boy in the back shouted: "Shi Jiawang, look, look, you have ...... on you Blood!"

Blood, blood, especially the shrill voice of a boy, irritated every child's eardrum.

The kind of frightened screams from the boy simply frightened the little girl Shi Jiawang, especially when she looked back at the hem of the little orchid seersucker on a white background that was pointed at with blood, there was really a large blood stain, wet, and in the bright red, the seersucker cloth thread also seeped out.

Shi Jiawang panicked, and suddenly burst out and shouted: "Wow-woo-I-I'm going to die?Sister-I'm going to die!"

Fear and doubt suddenly took over her entire mind and heart.

The boy and the children who had come to see her pointed at her from a distance, and no one dared to come near her, as if she were a patient with an infectious disease or a leper, and whoever came close would immediately die with her.

The feeling of being completely abandoned by her friends was like a stiff vice, tightly clamping Shi Jiawang's head, and she was at a loss. Faint. Confused.

Stupidly staring at the blood flowing out of his body, the most terrifying thing was that a small slice of red blood appeared on the inside of Shi Jiawang's exposed calf, which continued to flow down and flow, like a winding and crawling earthworm, swimming down, swimming and attacking.

Shi Jiawang was desperate, and cried out in a hurry: "Sister--, woo-I'm going to die...... Dead!...... Woo woo ......".

The little boy suddenly shouted, "Shi Jiawang, you ...... You go to the hospital...... Let's save it!"

really woke up the person concerned, Shi Jiawang, who was crying, suddenly realized and clearly understood that he was really dead, and he had to see his sister first......