Everyone has their first love, and it's a complex relationship that you still feel sweet and bitter even after years have passed.

When Hua passed away, maybe you have forgotten the voice, appearance, and even personality of your first love, but you will still remember that name, because this name is a key to open the warm memory in your mind, with it, you will still remember that you have a young relationship, that green feeling, even if you are dying, but you still feel sweet, the sweetness that spans time and space, even if you have married and had children, or have been three generations in the same house, this feeling has nothing to do with age, It's just about your fond memories of the past.

Because for your first love, you have too many firsts, when you first contact love, you are not familiar with everything, you don't know what you should do as a boyfriend or girlfriend, what to do, so you are tired of being together all day long, chatting about topics that can never be finished, even if one thing is said by you over and over hundreds of times, you are still happy.

In that youthful period, you are shy, afraid, suffering from gains and losses, once the opposite sex touches your other half, you will always be suspicious, because you are worried that your first good feeling in ten or twenty years will become so fragmented, so you begin to quarrel, you begin to doubt, you start to cold war, everything, just because you like each other, but you don't know each other, young and ignorant love, is the basis of your mutual heart, and this emotion is also very easy to break.

For this relationship, you have invested all your energy and done many things that you have never done before, or even thought about.

The first time you kiss, each other's clumsy movements can make you happy again and again; The first time you watch a movie, you sit next to someone who can make you lean on your shoulder or be leaned on your shoulder..................

The first time you cry for him (her), the first time you are sad for him (her), the first time you are worried and anxious for him (her), the first time you are happy and worried about him (her), in order to maintain this hard-won youthful relationship, you can do one after another things that you would never do in the past, and even some things will have a sigh when you look back in the future, "Ah, why is this shame so high" and "Is this really what I used to do" and so on.

Time is like a dilapidated fallen leaf, which gradually drifts into the drinking of time under the urging of the evening breeze, disappears and disappears, silently. Gradually, you start to get bored with each other, and the pomp and circumstance of being able to talk about a topic for half an hour is gone, replaced by a short greeting or two.

When that feeling of excitement gradually turns into disappointment, when you feel that he (she) chats with other members of the opposite sex more than you, the young heart can't accept it, and the next, if you can't reconcile, it will be a stranger from now on, if you regain the feeling of the first time, then you know each other one step closer.

The former is plentiful, the latter, scarce.

This is also why most people's first love will not be the future marriage partner, if marriage means that you have matured and have been able to bear the responsibility and family, then, the first love is probably the biggest catalyst for your growth.

This is also the reason why most people do not forget their first love, maybe the first love is not as beautiful as you imagined when you recall it later, but the figure in your memory, that feeling, will always deceive you and deceive your life.

Even if you hate him or her.

"This kid, I just wanted to see what kind of scare you can give me when you are drunk tonight, but I didn't expect to give me such a big tear gas." Rubbing the corners of her somewhat moist eyes, Qiu Ruyu, who had fallen into a strange silence for a long time, stood up, looked at the figure who was carried out of the door by several people, and muttered softly.

The people who have been hooked by Lin Jie's song god for a long time have dusty memories in their minds, far more than Qiu Ruyu, people who often go to light bars, basically have had a young first love, and the beautiful first time resurfaced in his mind with the singing, and the previous noisy sky suddenly only left the sound of air flowing.

It's just that the bar is always a bar, and after a short silence, the firepower is restored again, but unlike before, the boss Qiu Ruyu doesn't know when he left, and Lin Jie, who found a little friend because of the stage, also returned to the army again, and finally fell to the ground under the repeated bombardment of several people.

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"Hmm, don't pull me Ziyue, come, Yunwen, let's continue to do one!" With a wave of his hand, he broke free from Zhuo Ziyue's shackles, and his swaying body suddenly fell on the soft big bed, and his eyes that were closed at some point were barely opened, and then he probably felt that it was too difficult to open his eyes, so he gave up. However, giving up and opening his eyes does not mean that Lin Jie has given up drinking, smashing it, smashing his mouth, raising his hand and preparing to have another round of five leaders, six, six, six, six, but the thing that fell from the sky smashed on Lin Jie's head with a perfect parabola, and suddenly, the world was quiet.

"Whew, it's finally quiet, it's really dead." Zhuo Ziyue, who had been busy for a long time, finally got Lin Jie, who was lying directly on the ground, and got into bed, sat on the edge of the bed tiredly and panted,

"It's good that uncles and aunts aren't at home, otherwise you'll be scolded again." Looking at Lin Jie, who was lying on the bed in a strange posture and sleeping deeply, thinking of Zhang Xilu's mysterious smile when she left, Zhuo Ziyue pondered it carefully, but gave up the idea.

"So you wrote such a song in honor of us, but why didn't you tell me?" Slender fingers caressed Lin Jie's angular face, and the singing in the bar still echoed in his ears, even if his heart was full of sweetness, there was still a trace of doubt, this was not a pre-rehearsed script, except for Zhang Xilu and himself, no one knew in advance about getting Lin Jie drunk.

"Lin Jie, why do I always feel that you still have a lot of things to hide from me? Just like today, if it weren't for the crooked hit, I'm afraid I wouldn't have heard this song. sighed, and was about to get up and leave, but his right hand was suddenly dragged, and Zhuo Ziyue fell directly on the bed in a hurry, she pressed Lin Jie's waist, and her hand was pressed by Lin Jie.

"Hmm, Ziyue, one more .................."

"Lin Jie." The beautiful face is full of crying and laughing expressions, what is this?

"Lin Jie, be good, let go of my hand first." Turning his head and whispering his request, at the same time, the suppressed right hand tried to pull out, but Lin Jie, who didn't want to feel Zhuo Ziyue's movements, rubbed his white tender arm with his face, and then ............ Continued to sleep.

.............................. "Don't think you can rub my arm like this if you pretend to be asleep!"

"Well, even if you tell me how long I can live, it doesn't matter, it's that long anyway............... Call......... You're a.................."

What's the situation? What does this mean?

Zhuo Ziyue, who was struggling to "struggle", heard Lin Jie's unconscious muttering, and pouted,

What does it mean to live longer? And what was the unfinished word after that?

"Hey, Lin Jie, wake up, you speak clearly!"

And the blue light curtain on Lin Jie's head appeared, but Zhuo Ziyue didn't notice it in the slightest.

"You're not in the end! You're a rice bucket! ”