Just now because of the effect of alcohol paralysis, so I didn't take any measures, although I am still a little drunk, but my consciousness is obviously much clearer than before, so I still want to instinctively defend, first of all, I don't want to see Zhang Xiaoai's similar things happen, and secondly, if something really happens, Zhang Xuanxuan will face a lot of difficulties and problems.

can't cause bad results for the sake of temporary happiness, so I still insist on it, but Zhang Xuanxuan also insists on her opinion, she seems to hate loving each other in that way, and we are unhappy in this matter.

Lying on the bed and looking at the ceiling, I didn't feel that there was anything wrong with me, and Zhang Xuanxuan didn't feel that she was anything wrong, two people who didn't compromise, and finally couldn't hug again, not long after, Zhang Xuanxuan started her small movements beside me, and I could see that she was skilled, and it seemed that she was always alone in the lonely night.

I remembered the movie I watched with Zhang Xuanxuan a long time ago, Fallen Angel, she said that she liked the woman in it, she could rely on herself for everything, including physical happiness, and she could do it alone, she said that when a person hates women and hates men, the only person she can like is probably herself, maybe one day she will become like that woman.

I didn't think that time had passed, and I was really right by her, her appearance was as beautiful as Lin Jia-Xin, and her voice was better, when everything was over, Zhang Xuanxuan closed her eyes and fell asleep contentedly, the whistling wind blew on the glass window, and the wind howled outside, it seemed to be the rhythm of a rainstorm.

I was very lonely, and I was restless in my heart, so I couldn't sleep at night, and after a while the rainstorm outside finally came down, and the sound was very terrifying, and it sounded like someone was crying, as if the family was choking on this woman.

Zhang Xiaoai has only been dead for a few days, today seems to be her first seventh, I took the lighter and cigarette on the table and lit the fire on the bedside and smoked, turned on the mobile phone, and looked at the photos that I had treasured her before, still those few photos, innocent appearance, with a smile and money, came to me to pretend to be her boyfriend.

It seems that God played a joke on her, fake will always become fake, I haven't helped her realize her dream in this life, this is also my sorrow, but also her quilt, I don't love her, even if she dies, I can't change it, I don't want to deceive her, because I deceived her but couldn't live with her, if I knew that she would die, maybe I would choose to lie to her once.

Lonely late nights like this, there are always people who can't forget in the distance, the albums in my phone are all women, but the strange thing is that no woman takes the initiative to open my album and quarrel with me, maybe they have already seen my album and don't want to quarrel because of these things.

Zhong Siyuan should be regarded as a relatively failed love experience, she was young at that time, so she didn't have the courage to take responsibility, so she was let go because of fear, she was really cowardly enough, Diana was because of loneliness, and the lonely two people inadvertently sparked a spark of love, and they came and went quickly, and they were completely eating fast food.

Of course, Diana's marriage is also a little reckless, she is still very young, and she can enjoy a long time of freedom, and now she is too early to get married, and she will not be too happy in the end, because when people are young, they know themselves at all, and they don't know what is suitable for them, and they are always deceived by some illusions.

Murong Yan's photos are also very beautiful, what kind of love did I have with her, but the friendship behind me before, the two of them are like friends, together to take care of each other, she develops my potential, and I also bring her the happiness that she should be able to enjoy, but because of two betrayals, she has become a familiar stranger.

I can't forgive Murong Yan, because she is very selfish, such a person, it is terrible to be a lover, and it is dangerous to be a friend, because she will become my pawn or an enemy at most, of course I don't want to be an enemy, because I can't do anything to her for the time being, but one day when there is really no retreat, I will choose to let Dong Qiushui do it.

The storm seems to be the best background music, because in the album I saw Dong Qiushui, the female devil, a special favorite way to shoot, is to wear strange costumes, what nurse costumes, what maid costumes, flight attendant costumes, as long as it is professional clothes, she likes to try, this is a woman who can wear flowers in any clothes, especially a woman who can make a different feeling in everything.

I like to be a wonderful person for her, and now she doesn't hesitate to call me a dead ghost, which is a nickname between us, just like Zhao Yun likes to call me a dog, I used to think it was an insult, but after a long time, I liked this kind of title.

"Dog stuff."

I looked at Zhao Yun's photo and smiled proudly, it was a dream to grow into happiness, especially Zhao Yun was still so simple, so shy, thinking of her lying on the bed and shy, my mood was beautiful, but she is still in the hospital, I don't know whether she is alive or dead.

Looking at the photo, it is Zhang Xuanxuan, she always gives people the feeling of coldness, in fact, I know that she is also passionate in her heart many times, what she wants is a pure thing, just like tonight, she rejected me, she didn't want that layer of diaphragm, so that I heard it just now, her words were a little shocked.

I didn't agree with her to do that, she let me and TT do it, don't ask her to do it, what a funny woman, cigarette after cigarette, I suddenly realized that the feeling of admiring women before has returned, usually after owning a woman, you will feel that you have all her beauty, in fact, this is wrong.

When a woman puts on clothes, it is the most attractive time, especially when she is holding a pipa and half-covering her face, which is the most penetrating, and when you can see everything clearly, it is not interesting at all.

It's like a box, when you close it, you want to see what's inside, when you open it, you hold it in your hand for a while, and then you put it up, close the box, it's a pleasure, usually precious treasures are stored like this.

But if this thing has been revealed in front of you, without packaging in a box, it will not be interesting at all, because people have aesthetic fatigue, and there is disgust, no matter how delicious the meal is, you will feel disgusting, in a beautiful woman to see more, after watching for a long time, you will also feel average, this is probably why, the reason why you lose it is to cherish it.

The ashtray on the table is full of cigarette butts, I still don't feel a little sleepy, Zhang Xuanxuan of the bed has also fallen asleep comfortably, her sleeping posture is very elegant, but the wig still fell off, I grabbed her wig and helped her put it on the bedside table, and looked carefully at her silver hair, in fact, it was also very good, it seemed that she was very different, her eyebrows were very dark and thick, the eyelashes were also very long, and the whole person looked very natural and coordinated.

I couldn't help but put my hand on her face gently, and lowered my head to kiss her little mouth, because she was already asleep, so I didn't dare to push too hard, just like a dragonfly, she was still asleep, and she had a sweet smile on her face in her sleep.

I couldn't sleep at night in the lonely night, I got out of bed and planted in front of the window and looked at the storm outside in a daze, I don't know why, I often get up like this in the middle of the night, I feel a little bit like this, I feel a little bit like this, but Dong Qiushui told me that if I do too many things, it will be like this, but the things in the subconscious are doing something.

That's right, I don't dare to turn on the light, because it's dark outside, if I turn it on, I'm afraid I can't see anything outside, the folding window is like a true portrayal of my heart, I long for the light, but I'm afraid of the light, the feeling of fear makes me live in the dark, although I know it's wrong, but I have to do it, this is life.

When I turn on the light, I will expose my target, so the enemies hidden in the darkness will find a way to deal with me, I can only hide myself in the dark, and only by assimilating by them can I live in this so-called high society.