Fifty-nine episodes

Xiaoke and I moved into Zhou Xiaoshuai's house together. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info She and Zhou Xiaoshuai followed me with their suitcases, and I walked in front of them with my empty hands and my hands in my trouser pockets.

I knew he couldn't beat me, and if I nagged, he would break down.

Men may be like this, and they are most afraid of women talking too much. Maybe the men have invisible shackles on their heads.

When I was discharged from the hospital, Xiaoke asked me, "So why are you fighting?" ā€

I said, "Do you remember when I made up my mind to find an investment to make my own drama?" I said, if you win, you won't die anyway. This fulfills the second half of the sentence, and I must be responsible for the first half of the sentence. ā€

"Then you don't have to work so hard. You're playing with your life right now, you know? ā€

I told her seriously, "I'm just in a race against time." Xiao Ke, I want to make money and leave it to Xiao Xuan'er. This money will at least allow her to suffer a little less when she grows up. ā€

"You were born in the vault since you were a child, have you suffered less? You know better than anyone that Xiao Xuan'er's road is missing, and her mother will not be easy to walk. ā€

"At least she has the money I left behind, and she doesn't have to languish after her father goes bankrupt. Yes, Gong Xiaoyi is rich, but who can guarantee that his life will be smooth sailing! I'll admit that I just wanted to leave something for her, because I knew that all I could leave was money for memories. Other than that, I don't know what else to make up for her..."

"You deserve to be treated and live! That's what you should do right now. ā€

"You know, it's impossible to win time even if you have cancer. I might as well use the time of therapy to do something to make up for my regrets... Xiao Ke, after I leave, I must often visit Xiao Xuan'er, she likes to eat potatoes, and she must cook for her with less oil and less salt. She doesn't eat spicy food. And my dad, he has a bad stomach and can't eat leeks, even if he likes to eat it, he can't do it, and he can't rely on his temperament. It doesn't matter whether Gong Xiaoyi remarries or not, but you must be with Xiao Xuan'er during her growth period and tell her that girls must understand common sense. She likes to have long hair, so don't cut her hair short just because it's a hassle to brush it. In the future, if she has a boy she likes, she must ask her to take it home and show it to you. When I get married, choose the most beautiful wedding dress for her, and I must help me witness her happiness with my own eyes. My dad is getting older, and he may not be willing to find him a wife, so help me hire a better nanny for him, and go home to play chess with him when he has time. In the future, I will be gone, and all these things that have been said and not said will be handed over to you, who let you know me, you are really unlucky..."

Her eyes were red and her voice was hoarse, and even though she was trying hard to control her emotions, I knew very well that she was not at peace.

Hey, hello, my life, I admit that some people and some things, even if it is difficult to let go, still have to say goodbye.

Dad, I'm sorry I didn't get what I wanted to show you what I promised.

Xiao Xuan'er, don't be afraid, you have to go alone after all to go the road that runs counter to your parents. But don't be afraid, child, Mom didn't go far, she just changed to a new way to love you. The road of your life is full of beauty and surprises. You have to believe that as long as you stretch out your hand or feel it with your heart, no matter where I am, it will make you feel that your mother's love is always there...

When I was a child, I bragged a lot of, and it would feel very childish to tell the details, anyway, the premise of my wish is to be rich.

Zhou Xiaoshuai's first feature film directed in early 2011 was shot and produced in a short time under the condition of tight funds, personnel and other conditions, coupled with the limitations of his own ability level, so the quality of the film is not high, it is simply rubbish. Today, I accidentally remembered that it was still on Youku.

I sat on the sofa with Xiaoke and Zhou Xiaoshuai, holding popcorn, and complaining while watching the plot, this film is simply spicy.

The title of the film is "A Chance for Love", if you have nothing to do or want to complain and relieve pressure, you can go to the comments and scold enough.

Even he himself would watch and mutter, "Oh my God... I want to throw up! ā€

To be honest, when Xiao Ke and I saw the first ten minutes, we didn't want to be friends with him anymore.

But seeing his depressed appearance, I couldn't help but comfort him, so I said something that I thought was classic.

I said, "Every great character has a dark history that can't be looked back on." Of course, the reason why this sentence feels classic is because it is clearly complimenting myself.

Wu Feng finally woke up.

On a dark and windy night, stormy night. I was the only one who didn't sleep, lying on the sofa with my notebook in my arms and reviewing my plan. The doorbell rang suddenly, and I was startled. Outside the window, lightning and thunder roared, and the branches of the trees crackled in the wind. I looked at the time, and there were still two minutes until twelve.

I hesitated, should I wake up Zhou Xiaoshuai, because I was scared, it's all at this point, it won't be a human being standing outside the door, right?

I was struggling to look at the door, and the doorbell rang again. I waited for a while, and I thought luckily, maybe Zhou Xiaoshuai heard it, and he would get up and open the door.

After a while, the doorbell rang again, and my heart was beating out at the moment. In the whole house, only the sound of my breathing and heartbeat was the sound of my breathing and heartbeat, and at this time the wind outside was getting stronger and stronger, the rain was getting more and more fierce, and the ringing of the doorbell seemed particularly cramped and uneasy.

Just when I wanted to hide in the room as if nothing had happened, Wu Feng's voice came from the door, and he slapped the door panel weakly, shouting, "Open the door!" ā€

I pricked up my ears and listened carefully, it was really his voice, and I couldn't wait to put on my shoes, so I ran over and opened the door.

I was pleasantly surprised, it was really him, except for losing a lot of weight, the whole person has not changed much. I looked at him and smiled, then opened our arms and hugged each other for a second, and I said, "You're finally back." ā€

He didn't speak, I stood up and looked at him, he was wet, I asked him and then asked, "You ran?" With such a heavy rain, are you crazy? ā€

"When I was about to go home after being discharged from the hospital today, I heard about you. I was worried about you, so I came running. ā€

"Why are you so stupid! Don't you have a mobile phone? You're worried that I'll be able to video, you should go home and recuperate for a while. ā€

"I just want to see you alive...", he was more than 1.8 meters tall, standing in front of me with red eyes, like a wronged child.

I am sad. I can't be obsessed with the world anymore. The noise, the violent, the beautiful, the heartache, none of them can be taken away. The better he treats me, the sadder I feel. You can't promise, you can't promise.

He and I have never spoken a sensual love word. However, I know what he has in mind for me. After the age of talking about love, those love words are too flashy compared to wordless companionship.

I said, "Wu Feng... Go back. Xiao Ke is here, and there is no room left to accommodate you. In the future, let's see each other less. You should have your own life, so it's good for everyone. ā€

His hair was dripping and his clothes were soaking wet. I can imagine him running all the way here. But I could only let him go. Although, I have a lot to say to him. However, I am a person who does not have time, and it is fair to everyone that he is gone.

He and I stood one outside the door and the other inside, an invisible threshold separating me from him. The eaves outside the door were covered with rainwater. He stopped talking.

We just stood silently, his face pale and expressionless. During this time, my temperament has precipitated a lot. Unassuming, unexpected...

Minutes and seconds passed. The rain was getting lighter, and he sneered. His eyes were staring at his toes. Say, "Finally, I can stop saying good night and good morning every day." Don't wait for your reply. I was finally able to turn off my phone and fall asleep without realizing it. Then sleep until you wake up naturally, and you don't have to be busy turning on the phone to say good morning. Sure enough, as you said. It's much more solid to lose than to have. ā€

I felt uncomfortable, but I didn't have any hypocrisy, let alone tears. But deep down, I longed for him to be a good friend with me like he used to be.

Maybe it's because love is insignificant in my heart. Perhaps, before I met him, I had exhausted my strength for love. Perhaps, I will never love again.