Is it really just that Yingli's food is unpalatable?

Not explained.

This dead hole, I'm the same as Kogoro. Ten years ago, I didn't know much about amorous customs, and I didn't feel very good at caring for people. When Chenchen was with me, although I said that I was obedient to her most of the time, if I caught her secretly eating spicy food during her menstrual period, or running out of the city to play when she was sick and didn't have a good rest, I would be very angry and reprimand her. Just like Kogoro did that day.

Every time I was angry with Chenchen like this, she would be very aggrieved and squeeze tears while saying to me, "Don't be so fierce to me, okay." "

Hehe. What else can I say but hehe?

The more I looked at Sun Chenchen, the more I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart, but I couldn't tell what it was for. In short, I was definitely not moved by her tears.

If I say that I have some regrets about what I did to her a few days ago, I will definitely be despised by many...... So I chose not to speak out, and I blamed myself in my heart.

I blamed myself for a while, but quickly returned to my usual cold-bloodedness, quickly stretched out my right hand, wiped a handful on her left and right eye, pinched her chin and lifted it up, and asked her to raise her head and face me. Her eyes were red, and there seemed to be a hint of resentment in her eyes.

I looked at her coldly, the corners of my eyes twitched, "Don't put me aside to play the bitter card, it's useless, what did you do earlier?" If you're going to tell me what you're texting me for, just say it, and if you don't, you'll be able to fuck off now. "

My voice was very calm, not to be harsh again, but it also did not contain a trace of emotion, at least not a trace of warmth in the voice.

Didn't she tell me not to murder her? To tell the truth, Lao Tzu is not rare to murder you.

I sat on the bed, arms crossed, and quietly waited for her answer.

Sun Chenchen's reaction surprised me a little, she didn't answer me, but turned around and walked to the door without a sound.

Either hurry up or fuck off.

She chose the latter.

After his second meeting with me, Sun Chenchen clearly did not intend to lose his self-esteem again. At least, he didn't want to be humiliated from me.

In front of youth, in front of sensuality, I once bowed down under her pomegranate skirt, and my heart fluttered for her every smile, and my heart trembled with her every lovely expression.

In the face of time, in the face of reason, I have been reduced to the point of indifference because of a simple back of her, and I have been touched by her stubborn turn.

There is probably nothing in this world that can change a person more than time.

It doesn't matter if the change is good or bad. It doesn't matter what kind of person the changed person is.

Right or wrong doesn't matter in the face of time.

There is no point in winning or losing in the face of time.

In the face of time......

There was no discussion about whether I owed her or whether she owed me the necessity.

At that age, in that era, no one owed anyone, only who was lucky and who was unlucky.

Watching Sun Chenchen walk towards the door step by step, that petite back, I really haven't seen it many times.

After reuniting with her, I heard a lot of things that I had heard many times, saw many mirror images that I had seen, and learned a lot of truths that I once knew deeply.

But it was rare to see her little back.

My mother told me that when I go out on the street with a girl, the boy must walk on the side close to the road, which is a kind of protection.

Therefore, I have always been shoulder to shoulder with Chenchen, or holding her hand, or holding her shoulder, walking on the road of love. Rarely look at her from behind.

But it's not like I haven't seen it once.

I remember that winter, it was the end of the first month, a cold evening. We played all day during the day and I sent her home in the evening.

There was a bus stop at the entrance of Chenchen's community, and when we got off the bus at that stop, Chenchen no longer allowed me to send her in. There are acquaintances everywhere in the community, and it is not good for her parents to know that we are going to do well......

Standing under the dim street lamp at the entrance of the community, Chenchen stood on tiptoe, I lowered my head, and the moment our lips touched together, this cold winter seemed to add a little warmth. Chenchen hugged me happily, turned around and entered the community, and didn't look back.

I watched as her tiny figure faded into the night, moving farther and farther away.

I watched as she walked towards the door, head bowed and hunched over.

There was a sour feeling of courage in my heart, violently eroding my memories and devouring my poor soul.

The strength of my legs somehow supported me to my feet and walked to the door.

I didn't know where the energy came from my arm, and I raised my hand to close the door.

I glanced at the various wines on the TV stand.

He lowered his head again and glanced at Sun Chenchen, who was covering his eyes with bangs.

Adam's apple micro-movement.

I heard voices coming out of my throat.

"Don't rush to leave. I haven't seen you in a long time, so let's have a few drinks together. "

Chenchen turned around slowly, slowly raised her head to look at me, her eyelashes flickering, through the messy bangs, I could see that the corners of her eyes were still wet, but there were no more tears.

I really rarely see Chenchen turn around. I don't look at his back much, let alone turn around.

I watched her go away, and she never looked back.

Only after the winter vacation that year, she had to go back to Beijing after school started, and I had to stay in H City to deal with some work matters, I sent her to her mother's house, and her mother sent her to the train station.

Downstairs at her mother's house, at the intersection, I stopped before crossing the street, and it was not safe to send it any further.

Chenchen crossed the road and walked to the opposite side.

She turned around and waved at me.

That time, I came home and cried for an hour.

It's all tears of emotion.

Now, Chenchen's turn is once again presented to me in front of me, and it can't stimulate my tears.

I don't need more evidence to tell me that things are no longer right with the passage of time.

I pointed to her nose and added righteously, "Just recounting the old days, don't think about it." "

I'm really just amazed that she still has self-esteem, shame, and backbone. So it got me a little bit interested in what she's been like over the years.

It's really that simple, Chenchen didn't smile, she looked at my serious eyes and looked at it for a few seconds. Lowering his head again, he walked to the edge of the bed and sat down.

Didn't talk to me.

I sighed, picked up a bottle of 85-year-old dry red from the TV cabinet, looked at the list price, three thousand five, hesitated slightly, opened it, poured two glasses, and brought it to Chenchen.

The red liquid in the cup was shaking, shining with brilliant light.

Chenchen took a glass from my hand, lowered his head and took a sip.

I sat down, didn't touch the wine in my glass, scratched my head, and said something I had been holding back all along.