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He can only stand where . Hands clenched into fists. That nail keeps sinking deep into the palm of the hand. I don't know.

The memories of the past are glowing. Scenes flashed before my eyes. He forgot so many years. It's been so many years. How exactly it came over.

How can he let go again.

"I met him."

Tang Yixiu's hand paused in mid-air for a moment. Suddenly put it down again. He still smiled at her. Hand over what you're holding." I went back to the United States a while ago. Saw that this scarf suits you perfectly. I bought it."

Liang Yimo stood still.

Tang Yixiu stepped forward. I took a scarf and tied it around her neck myself. Very satisfied." It's really perfect for you."

He can only stand where . Hands clenched into fists. That nail keeps sinking deep into the palm of the hand. I don't know.

The memories of the past are glowing. Scenes flashed before my eyes. He forgot so many years. It's been so many years. How exactly it came over.

How can he let go again.

"I met him."

Tang Yixiu's hand paused in mid-air for a moment. Suddenly put it down again. He still smiled at her. Hand over what you're holding." I went back to the United States a while ago. Saw that this scarf suits you perfectly. I bought it."

Liang Yimo stood still.

Tang Yixiu stepped forward. I took a scarf and tied it around her neck myself. Very satisfied." It's really perfect for you."

Liang Yimo ripped off his scarf. Throw it at Tang Yixiu." Tang Yixiu: I really understand. Don't you understand?

"So what." He picked up his scarf. Turned around and walked to the hanger and hung on it. Gently brushed like a lover. Then walked out.

He looked back at her indifferently. As soon as he appeared. You become restless. Liang Yimo: When will you be able to see your heart clearly?"

"No, it's not. You know I can't do it. I can't escape. He's the devil. I can only live in hell. I can't escape."

"That's because you don't want to run away at all. Liang Yimo, you are so cruel to me."

Drop a sentence. Tang Yixiu walked towards Qinqing, who was concentrating on painting outside.

Qin Jing looked up. After seeing that it was him. I bowed my head and started to draw again.

"Qinqing. What are you drawing?"

Tang Yixiu reached out and touched her soft hair. A pampering and soft light on the face.

"Hyacinth."

"Oh. Do you want to give it to your mother?"

Qin Jing looked inside. Just nodded.

Liang Yimo was a little flustered. Lived for six years. This was the first time he was angry. Call her by her first name. She always him off. No matter how angry it is. He called her Mo'er. This time she really panicked.

"Liang Yimo. Marry me."

Sudden situation. Another Liang Yimo was caught off guard. She looked at him with a wist. Yi Xiu. I ......"

The man took back the ring. Somewhat self-deprecating." Original. I really make it so unbearable for you. Six years of companionship. I think too much of myself."

"Yi Xiu. Don't push me. I don't deserve it. You know that. You're fit to meet a better woman."

Six years of dependence. This man has never left him. They are not lovers. But it's better than a lover. He was always there when she needed help the most. Appropriate appearance.

Such a man. It's really suitable to be a lifelong companion.

"I just don't want to miss it. Maybe for you. It's really a bit silly to like a woman for more than twenty years. I only know if I miss it this time. I really missed my girl. Maybe I shouldn't have waited at all. Wait for you to get used to me. I just want you to show it. Maybe I should have said it sooner. Say it out at this time. It's really too late. That's just what it says to you. It doesn't make sense at all."

Liang Yimo's heart was in turmoil. It may not be too late for her to get used to it.

It turned out that he had been ...... to her

If only she knew. She wouldn't have asked him for help in the first place.

His voice sounded so lonely. Somewhat bleak.

"Yi Xiu. I ......"

"Hmm......"

Sudden kiss. She was caught off guard. Facing a pair of calm eyes.

Four-eye handover. She couldn't hide from his gaze.

There's a lot of that. Affection, tenderness, and determination......

This Tang Yixiu suddenly became unfamiliar. He just stretched out his hand all of a sudden. grabbed her shoulder. Kissed up.

She was involuntarily dragged forward by him. Don't wait for her to resist.

Six years of life. Sometimes he kisses her gently on the forehead. Lips are the first time. The mouth is full of unfamiliar breaths. Her tongue was entangled in his. The domineering will not allow her to back down. Liang Yimo was driven by him. The tongue moved suddenly. At this moment, Tang Yixiu suddenly stopped. By the time she thought he was going to let her go. An overwhelming kiss swept in. Almost destroyed it.

This kiss. It's so decisive. With a bit of desolation. Liang Yimo's heart also hurt. It's obviously kissing. Tears kept dripping from the corners of his eyes. Slowly melt over the face. Blend between their lips and tongues. It's bitter.

Ultimately. He let go of her.

I left without looking back.

She had a hunch. Maybe this is the last time I'll see him again.

This may be the last bit of self-esteem he had. The man's back is so tall. Until the vision gradually blurs.

since. Liang Yimo has never seen Tang Yixiu in love.

But. Every year, it is the birthday of the king. It doesn't matter where they are. You will receive a puzzle from a different place. Never saw him. This gift was given until she reached adulthood. It hasn't been interrupted.

Many years later. Liang Yimo often thinks about that afternoon. That bleak kiss. And the tall back of the man. All the way to old age. She hasn't forgotten it.

She remembers. There was a man who accompanied her through many unforgettable years. But she can't do anything for nothing.

But that's all for later.

"Yi Xiu. I'm sorry."

I'm sorry.

You want something. I can't afford it.

She knows. In this life. She can't even give it to anyone else.

"Mom. The water is full."

In the painting, she suddenly looked up and said.

LIANG Yimo. Wake up suddenly. I saw that the water in her teacup had already overflowed. Between the panics. Boiling water drips on her wrist. In pain, she immediately let go of the kettle. All the hot water in it was poured out. Splash on her feet. and the body of the basket on the side.

Liang Yimo hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Qinqing to check in a panic. Is it hot?"

She frantically checked one side of her body. But still not assured. Worriedly examiners.

Jing Jing shook his head.

"Qinqing. I'm sorry. Mommy sorry ......"

Talking. She hugged her and began to cry.