133Even without me, you and she can't make it
Shiyin once again finds Zhenfeng in the snack bar.
"You're going to stay languishing like this?" Shiyin grabbed Zhenfeng's hand to take the bottle.
Zhenfeng glanced at her and swung it away.
"Isn't it just dumped by a woman? What's the big deal! I've been dumped by you more than a dozen times, and I haven't seen me borrow wine all day long to drown my sorrows! Shion pursed her lips.
"Go away!" Zhenfeng roared.
was yelled at by him, Shiyin sat down unhurriedly, grabbed the wine bottle and poured it into her mouth, coughing for a while before relieving her breath.
"Do you hate me now?" Shiyin looked at him: "Do you think that if I hadn't intervened in it, you and her might have been done a long time ago?" ”
Zhenfeng was silent, leaning on the table with his head propped up.
"Sue you, even if you don't have me, you and she can't make it!"
"Why?"
"Because she's—here," Shiyin pointed to the location of her heart, "it's full." There is no room for other people. ”
"I don't necessarily have to be ...... her"
Shiyin waved her hand and interrupted Zhenfeng's words: "Look at your age, why don't you know women at all." ”
Zhenfeng looked at her and pulled out a sneer, a girl, but her tone was old-fashioned.
"If it were someone else, she might have accepted it, but you—no."
"Why?" Zhenfeng wondered.
"Because you know all her things, all her injuries, very clearly. In front of you, she can't even hide it. ”
Zhenfeng was silent for a long time, drank the wine in the wine glass and put it on the table, and said sullenly: "Then why did she choose Jian Hai?" ”
"Or, she wants to get out of here." The poem is low and low.
Zhenfeng smiled and lay on the table, his fingers dipped in the wine spilled on the table and gestured on it.
Shiyin looked at it, writing and writing Momo's name, her eyes instantly reddened, she sniffed, and whimpered: "If you love her, you should let go and fulfill her." Let her go, she's gone, and me, I'm here with you. ”
Zhenfeng's hand paused, silent for a long time.
The heart aches for a long time.
"Mom, how can you say such hurtful things to Sister Momo!" The little girl blamed her mother while drying her clothes in the yard.
"I told her to go, but I didn't want your brother to be dragged all the time. Shiyin is a good girl. ”
"Shiyin is a good girl. But Mom, don't forget, Sister Momo paid no less for her brother back then. In the first few years of my brother's imprisonment, Sister Momo was younger than Shiyin now, if she hadn't worked everywhere to help support the family, would I have been able to go to college smoothly? I had appendicitis that time, if she hadn't insisted on taking me to the hospital and paying out her own tuition, would I still be standing here today? Zhenming was ridiculed by his classmates for not wanting to go to school, and he mixed in the Internet café all day long, if it weren't for Sister Momo's combination of soft and hard, he would have gone back to school? ”
Aunt Li wiped her tears and looked at Xiaoya: "I remember what you said." It's just that...... Well, let her blame me. ”
"Mom, don't cry, I'...... I...... also said hurtful things to Sister Momo. The little girl squatted in front of her mother, her face resting on her knees, and she began to cry.
The two men standing in the doorway were stunned.
Zhenfeng's eyes were scarlet, his fists were clenched, and he suddenly shook off Shiyin's support, and the wooden door clanged.
"She treats you like relatives, how can you do this to her?" Zhenfeng threw down a sentence, turned around and rushed into the thick night.
Shiyin stood in the wind, feeling shy, perhaps, the person who should really let go is himself.