A faint light flooded the silent sky, spreading out a halo of unrestrained wandering. It is not only like the ripples on the surface of the lake, but also like the rich breath of the painter. Elegant and melancholy.

The night is always so charming, which makes me a little more drunk in my addiction. She is so beautiful that it makes people heartbreaking. Leave, what a terrible word, and yet she was incomparably contemptuous.

"But I really like you." When I said that, I felt endlessly ridiculous. Love, such an ethereal word, do I deserve it? Sure enough, in exchange for her disdainful look, she got dressed and patted me on the shoulder and said, "Honey, my husband let me go back." You're still young, and you'll find someone you love. ”

Love? Do I dare? Isn't it enough to hurt enough? I pursed my lips with tears in my eyes and said goodbye to her.

Back at school, I stared at my book and froze. Why? I really don't understand why she only loves her husband, who is her husband? It's a little painful to think of this. I didn't pay attention to the lectures for a day, and I just hoped that I would be able to go home early.

When I got home, I got a call from my dad: "Dad, I'm tired and have something to say." After answering the phone, I smiled. Because my dad told me he was going to bring his new girlfriend home. It's like this every time, and I always bring a woman back after every business trip. And those women are nothing more than for their father's money, and in the end, they are all kicked out of the house by me. And if it weren't for the vexatious fuss of those women, my mother probably wouldn't have left. Thinking of my mother, my tears welled up again.

This time too, I was ready to meet that woman. The doorbell rang, and I smiled, "Why be so polite, the door is not closed." ”

Dad walked in with the woman, and I looked back and was stunned. What a familiar face, still so beautiful. I smiled, but my smile still couldn't hide my surprise. The main thing is that I've called her name, Niran.

Dad seemed a little surprised and said, "Boy, how do you know each other?" That's better, save me from introducing, and she will be my wife in the future. You're going to call her mom know? Then Dad muttered to himself, "It's rare that he didn't react this time." My head was buzzing, and I walked straight into the room without saying a word.

At night, he was still silent. I don't dare to think back to what happened today, I always think it's incredible.

It was dawn, and I still hadn't fallen asleep. Dad and Niran had already eaten breakfast when they came out of the house, and they were overly caressing when they watched the woman I loved so much leaning on someone else's arms. I had to hide and see it.

My father went to the company after breakfast, and Niran and I were the only ones left at home, which always felt weird.

I coughed twice, and Niran seemed to hear a concerned question, "Are you alright?" I shook my head, still silent. The two of us sat awkwardly on the sofa, and the smell of home felt extremely strange to me.

I went back to the bedroom, and she said with a lot of interest, "I'm sorry." Only then he added, "Can you not tell your father?" ”

I smiled again, still silent. I don't want to talk nonsense with this shameless woman anymore.

It was another night, and Dad didn't come home. It's just me and her in this big house. Lying in bed tossing and turning, it is still difficult to sleep.

I hate this woman, I hate her shamelessness, I hate her ruthlessness.

I sneaked into her room and leaned next to her. When she realized I was there for her while I was here, I covered her mouth tightly. I put my mouth to her ear and whispered, "If you dare to resist, I'll tell Dad." This time she was as quiet as a little sheep, and all night there was no sign of wanting to resist. The more gentle she is, the more energetic I am. I'm not going to let her have a good time with this hateful woman.

When I woke up in the morning, she was lying in my arms with a flushed face. She is still beautiful and bewitching, I gently stroked her body, and I always feel that I still can't let go of this woman in my heart.

She smiled, so beautifully, that she seemed to have read my mind. I think I'm so naïve that I missed a day of class yesterday, so I had to go and explain to the teacher earlier this morning. I kissed her on the forehead, quickly got dressed and ran to school.

I didn't study hard for a whole day, and when the exam was about to begin, I guess this time my dad should scold me. During this time, my results have regressed in a straight line, from the number one I used to be at nothing at all. It's very tiring, and the road to regression is not easy to walk.

Today, there is a new girl in our class, who is very beautiful, and sitting next to me is a beautiful scenery. But I can't appreciate it well anyway.

When I got home after studying in the evening, after changing my shoes, I heard some unhealthy sounds. It seems like Dad is back. As I walked towards my room, I scratched my head when I heard the wheezing sound in the next room. When I walked into the room, I wrote my homework casually and lay down on the bed.

Their voices were so loud that I always felt uncomfortable when I heard them, so I wanted to find a chance to ask them to understand.

The next day happened to be Saturday, and although I didn't go to school, my dad still had to go to work. Before she could get out of bed, I slipped into her room.

She was still getting dressed, and I got into him and stroked her and asked, "How did you and my dad meet?" She smiled and said gently, "Because of you." I remember one time, passing by your school to look for you, I saw you and your dad arguing. You got angry and walked away. I see that your father's car seems to be a famous brand, and it seems to be quite rich. Your dad turned around and saw me, and seemed to like me, and I smiled at him. That's how we met. ”

It's funny, I turned out to be the red line between Niran and Dad. I slapped her, not too heavy, but it was the first time I had hit her. She was stunned, hugged me tightly and said, "Why bother? Baby. I can also be your girlfriend if you want. ”

Girlfriend? How funny, would I have degraded enough to share a woman with my dad? "Niran, you're my woman." I took off what little clothes I had left, and was about to approach her when I heard some inappropriate noises. Daddy is back.

I panicked and said, "What to do?" She pulled me into her bathroom and pinned me into the rose-soaked tub. Quickly return to the room, leaving no flaws.

Dad seemed to have left something in Niran's room, and hurried back and forth.

Niran walked in naked, and I was about to get up when she pushed me back into the water. She smiled and lay down next to me.

Looking at her graceful figure, I always feel that there is a fire burning in my body. She leaned over and hugged me tightly.

Same as that time. I remember the first time I met her at the Tanabata bar. My friends dragged me out for a drink, and I didn't even think about it. When I was drunk that day, Niran came up and beckoned to me, and at the instigation of the brothers, I wrapped her up.

I was so drunk that night that I felt like someone was always sucking me in, and I did something wrong at the instigation of **.

I never thought I would fall in love with her, and it's because I like her that I don't know how much money it cost her. It's too late to regret it now.

I pushed her away, and though the thing was still swollen, I got dressed and left. Somehow, I walked towards the back hill where no one had gone to kill me.

Every small decision in life can change a life. Sometimes it's not just yourself, it's someone else who is changing. Actually, not intentionally; Fact, nothing can be done.