(162) Like a fish out of water, struggling and suffocating

"So your plan has been arranged, is it tomorrow that we will go back, or tonight?"

Yan Shaocheng has always done things in an orderly manner, and I am clear about his plan. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info He shouldn't be here for too long, though.

"You seem to like talking to me about business and don't like talking to me about personal matters." Yan Shaocheng didn't answer me, listening to what he meant seemed to be my reason.

It's normal to have a clear distinction between public and private.

It's just that Yan Shaocheng and I don't seem to have so many private things to talk about, after all, there is nothing to talk about between us.

Personal relationships may be more troublesome in the future, because I will be his wife, and now it seems that there is only a bed relationship.

"Aren't you afraid of long nights and dreams?"

Of course, I'm not worried about Yan Shaocheng, but the other party's family has long hated him.

"Don't be afraid." Yan Shaocheng answered me directly, and his confidence was evident. "Plans are dead, but people are alive. I think you're the biggest variable than long nights. ”

Yan Shaocheng's self-confidence hints at my variability.

"Really? Could it be that you are going to tie me up and lock me up in the future? "I sneered at Yan Shaocheng.

What kind of character is Yan Shaocheng, will there be a shortage of women?

After all, we are in a circle where there are no feelings, only talk about transactions, be loyal to interests, and be selfish for our own selfish desires.

"I can't ask for it." Yan Shaocheng's words were as if I was his treasure, and he couldn't wait to hold them in the palm of his hand.

Sure enough, he had quirks.

I smiled, not too seriously. Yan Shaocheng has been a beast for so many years, and it is normal to have a little quirk.

"Then it looks like your harem will imprison a lot of people." I said this on purpose, sarcastically that his harem is powerful.

"I've always been clean." Yan Shaocheng was extremely serious when he said this, and his deception reached another level.

"Don't tell me, you've never been a warbler." I laughed, there is a definition of single-mindedness and promiscuity in men.

Depending on what kind of man he is, a man like Yan Shaocheng belongs to a high-quality elite, so his single-mindedness is to have a fixed girlfriend.

"Sounds like you're looking into my private life." Yan Shaocheng interprets everything within the scope of his thoughts.

"If you have to think so." I don't want to argue with him, such things are boring.

He put his arm around my waist and looked at me.

"You also know the need to be on the spot." Yan Shaocheng admitted it very cheekily.

Fortunately, I am not a woman who loves him deeply, and I am not interested in his so-called Yingying Yanyan. He wants to play, I don't care. Just don't forget the plan, what I care about most is the plan compared to his warblers and swallows.

I can abandon Yan Shaocheng, but I can't give up Fangzheng.

Yan Shaocheng marrying me will only benefit his plans. He needs a sensible woman more than a woman who loves him, a woman who can help him.

A woman who will not be jealous, will not lose her temper at will, and will not argue with him because of firewood, rice, oil and salt.

I am undoubtedly the most suitable.

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As soon as he finished dinner, he followed Yan Shaocheng to drive to the mountain.

I am indeed curious about what the most beautiful sunset in Yan Shaocheng's eyes is.

I've never been happy in life, so I'm very curious about the sunset.

I wanted to see what the world was like when it was close to darkness, what a person would be like when he was on the verge of despair.

Yan Shaocheng drove to the top of the mountain, and the car stopped aside.

I opened the door and walked down.

This is a cliff, with costume TV to the end. I stood quietly on the cliff and observed its texture.

The yellow afterglow shone on me, and Yan Shaocheng suddenly grabbed me.

"Aren't you tired?" Yan Shaocheng sat down directly on the side, and under his feet was the abyss, which could not be said to be ten thousand feet, but it was also more than ten stories high.

He is not afraid, and neither am I.

Sometimes I wonder if it would be better if I died. Everything will be free, just like my mother Pan Wanlin.

I didn't answer, just sat quietly beside him.

Yan Shaocheng didn't speak, as if we were the only ones left in the world. I suddenly remembered a ridiculous sentence I saw on the Internet before, if the whole world betrays you, I will stand beside you and betray the whole world. This kind of non-mainstream words feels like the dream of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl.

But the reality is that if the whole world spits on you, I will follow the whole world to spit on you. Because the benefits we have to weigh the pros and cons.

So betray each other, and cheat each other.

It's just that at the moment we are sitting quietly, there is really some inexplicable feeling.

There is a feeling that the same person has fallen from the end of the world, as if fate is tied to everything and is inseparable.

We are not people who believe in fate, so we are unwilling to fate, so we are still lonely individuals.

A red glow permeated the valley, and beneath our feet was the abyss. It is as if the fate is hanging on the highest place, discriminating against those who are happy.

Actually, I really want to ask, I want to ask Yan Shaocheng. Is it too tiring to have a one-man show?

Not because of sympathy, not because of affection, just because we are all unfortunate people.

Maybe everyone in the world knows that Fang Jingxian is a bad woman, but no one will know that the wound I am destined to have festered and leaked pus.

Yan Shaocheng, who in this world understands you?

We are all the same, a shrewd and calculating person in the eyes of outsiders, but a ridiculous person in our own eyes.

My understanding of Yan Shaocheng can only support my definition. Because of his strength, I always had the illusion that he was infallible.

Yes, he is invulnerable in my eyes. Because of his invulnerability, even if there is a big wound, it will be well disguised, and you will never be able to spy on it.

The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk.

When the sun turned red and the sky was full of colors, I even felt that the world was about to be destroyed.

But I forgot that the sunset here is the rising sun elsewhere.

It's just that it's no longer the light here, and tomorrow's sun isn't what it is today.

When the sun set and there was only a glimmer of light, I grabbed Yan Shaocheng's hand. I want to find the light in the Shan Shan.

My heart is empty, I have lived for more than 20 years, and layers of disguise have only turned me into a woman like an "onion".

Onions, many layers, but without a heart.

Yan Shaocheng, what kind of person are you? And how do I calculate so that I can accurately calculate you?

Gradually the night enveloped us and enveloped the whole world.

The abyss beneath our feet is like hell.

I think we didn't believe in each other, but we walked and walked.

We even have to be on guard against who will push us into the abyss.

I even suspect that Yan Shaocheng is a dead knot in my life, because he and I are like fish out of water, struggling and suffocating.

(To be continued.) )