After a short lull. My breathing became short. The world that was originally imaginary. It's real again. I removed her hand that was covering my wounds. Pulled her in front of me.

She looked at me with a smiling expression: "I'm crying again."

I nodded, "Hit."

Two people. Two sentences add up to only 6 words. But it is our tacit understanding with a kind of dry humor and nonsense. Dissolves the severe pain that penetrates deep into the bone marrow.

"Does it hurt?"

I nodded again: "It's all crying."

"Where does it hurt?"

"Heartache."

Angel bit her lip. The corners of his eyes were clear and moist looking at me. Hold me for a long time. It doesn't matter if it's not completely congealed blood red. Dyed on her white down jacket.

......

I pulled her and sat on my lap and hugged her tightly. I was vaguely aware. Maybe it's not as bad as it seems.

Angel asked me, "What did my dad say?"

"Didn't say anything." I said lightly.

"I'm going to beat you."

"I didn't fight much." I'll be honest this time. In fact, he smashed me with a teacup.

"I don't think you're describing my dad as a sculpture. It didn't do either. That didn't work......"

I hurriedly said, "Of course it's not a sculpture. I scolded a few words."

Angel's mind jumped this time. She said with a calm face, "That said. He doesn't agree."

I don't say anything. But he hugged her to death.

"Don't hold me." Angel struggled.

"Nope." I hugged it tighter. That's the only way I can keep Angel at the moment. I'm afraid she'll keep her promise and leave.

"You let go."

"No." I used almost all my strength.

"I'm almost out of breath....... Angel said with a hard time.

I hurriedly let go of Angel. Thought she would take advantage of the gap and leave. But she was still sitting on my lap. He glared at me and said, "Are you trying to strangle me?"

"I'm afraid you'll go. I'm afraid you don't want me." I choked up again. Because of love. My emotions seem to have become fragile. Subconsciously. I always think men shouldn't be like that. In fact. The past few decades. Big things and little things pile up. I don't want to cry to vent. In recent years, it has been so unbearable. often fall in the pain of love. Can't help yourself.

"I didn't say go." Angel finally stopped glaring at me. The tone was a little softer.

"You just said: Don't hold me. Do you want to deny it?"

Angel was a little frustrated: "That's because you hugged it too tightly. I'm having trouble breathing. Where did you say you were going to go."

My heart turned from sorrow to joy in an instant. Still cautiously asked, "Your dad doesn't approve of us being together. Will you be as ......... as you said before"

"What would you do if I respected my dad's opinion." Angel looked at me. The face was more serious than ever.

"I will never marry in my life. Even if you marry someone else. I'm waiting for you too...... Even if it's dying. The last thought I live in the world. It's waiting for you."

Angel stared at me for a long time. Laughing and crying. But he sighed and said, "I am so worried that people have no concept of time and no concept of space. How hard my life has been...... I just got married to you. Save your old thoughts."

I was half-convinced in ecstasy...... But he was speechless.

"Silly. Stay for it. it...... Don't you dare marry me." Angel looked at me with contempt and said.

My emotions seemed to rush into the sky. Hold Angel tightly in her arms again.

......

Angel accompanied me to the hospital to bandage the wound. Both of them were already hungry. We talked about finding a place to eat. And certainly not just to address hunger. I also want to find out what Angel really thinks. How the hell are we going to get past her dad's level? Do you really want to make her fight again for me and her family? Or even a break.

No. This is not the best solution result.

"Where to eat?" Angel asked, taking my arm around me.

I thought for a moment and said, "The State Guest House. The car is still inside. And the dish your dad ordered didn't move. We can't afford to waste it. Right?"

"You're really not usually thick-skinned. My dad annoys you so much. You're too embarrassed to eat what he ordered."

"What's so embarrassing. I can't compete with my father-in-law."

Angel pinched me around the waist. complained: "It's not because you..... I don't care anyway. You get my dad to go. If he doesn't agree, don't marry me. Thou shalt not call him my husband."

In fact. Even if there was a violent conflict with Angel. She didn't complain about what I had done in the past. But this kind of non-complaining is terrible. Because all the resentment is hidden in the bottom of my heart. And at this time she complained. It's more like a bargain after a quarrel between the little two. It's just a sign of relief.

I said to Angel, "Then when I'm full. You ask your dad out again. Let him beat me again. Until he vents his hatred. Promise me to marry you. Okay."

"No. You've been beaten. Am I not distressed?"

My heart was touched. Wrap your arms around Angel. The two snuggled together. As he walked, he said, "Then I'll beat your dad. Fight until he agrees."

"You dare. Don't be so unobtrusive. All right....... I can't remember who was crying just now."

Angel exposed my scandal. I didn't care at all and replied, "You don't want me. I cried. You want me. I'll be a villain......"

Angel shook her head and sighed. There is a smile on the corner of the mouth.

Look at the way she looks at this time. I felt the urge to cry again. She's really distressing. In fact, she had the same attitude towards me as she did towards her dad: she had a cold mouth. But the heart is hot. So just now when I made a joke about her dad. Her first instinct was to maintain it.

In fact, she cares about her dad very much in her heart. Just like me. Her dad was also one of the men who hurt her the most...... And she can only tolerate and forgive in her seemingly indifference. This feeling of having to forgive really hurts.

.......

When I took Angel back to the State Guest House. All the staff looked at me and Angel with complicated expressions. They didn't quite understand what was going on.

I asked the waiter who was in charge of the Red Mansion Hall, "Is the food you just ordered still there?"

The waiter shook his head. "Sir. It's been dealt with."

"Where's the deal? If you haven't poured it out. Find a few dishes that can be heated and warm them up."

The waiter looked at me with an embarrassed face......

Angel said to the waiter, "According to the standard just now. Let's order another table."

"Yes. Mr. An." The waiter replied with a sigh of relief.

I'd like to say something more. But he was pulled by Angel and walked towards the hall: "Can you not be so careful......"

I laughed and said, "I'm not trying to make these waiters understand. An Zhongzheng's son-in-law. Not pompous. There is the fine virtue of thrift and thrift. And then they spread it. Your dad's face is shining too."

"You're really well-intentioned."

"That's . I've always been thoughtful and thoughtful. So get your dad in mind. Just put a hundred and twenty hearts." I'm walking. While chattering.

Angel: "......."

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