At the end of August, Jincheng sent away another rain in a blink of an eye. At night, the sky of Jincheng still glowed with a faint blue light, there was not a single cloud in the sky, like a huge lake, and the stars shone brightly like deep jellyfish.

Twinkle and twinkle, stars and stars, flickering and flickering.

I was drenched by the heavy rain just now, and my slim black trousers and blue shirt were pressed against my skin, and I couldn't help but shiver slightly when a cold wind blew.

I've been waiting for that person to appear, and today, I'm finally going to see her again.

After a while, a white SUV parked in the parking space next to the white building opposite me, I looked at the license plate, yes, it was this car, she bought it when she first arrived in Jincheng a month ago, and she also posted photos on Moments. I follow everything about her, and I never miss a single bit of her life.

Then, a man in a camel-colored trench coat, black trousers, brown leather shoes, and a can in his hand stepped out of the car, and he glanced at me and was silent for a few seconds. He is about 1.8 meters tall, with three-dimensional facial features, dignified appearance, well-dressed, and I are all the way.

Then he walked slowly in my direction. The moment he made eye contact with me, he opened his mouth slightly, and I don't know if he recognized me. Then, he tossed the can in his hand into the bin next to me.

The man walked back to Wang Shiyi, Wang Shiyi took off her sunglasses and looked at me, and then they walked straight towards the white building next to them. The two talked and laughed, and they were radiant.

It's really good, in addition to flashiness and vanity, in terms of coldness, Wang Shiyi really inherited everything from her father.

It seems that she deliberately didn't recognize me, and of course, she shouldn't recognize me, after all, in this life, we are destined to not and should not recognize each other from now on.

I just felt sick, my vest was full of cold sweat, I really felt lucky, I was lucky to have escaped with my life.

My dad always taught me to be a good person. Don't rob other people's wives. If I go to her, I feel like I'm going to ruin her again, and I deserve it.

The oaths of the past, like soot, were blown by the wind and disappeared in an instant, otherwise, how could they disappear so quickly?

When love comes to family affection, the original belief and colorful colors will gradually fade. I vividly remember counting every day at that time.

When we were together at that time, we could smile so brightly, say heart-to-heart homely words, and have a shocking confrontation. It was a far, far away from us. Today, we have learned to look at each other and everything around us with rational eyes.

There's a long way to go, I don't know where it leads, I just hope that we can keep our hearts pure as before, raise our heads and move forward, so that we can truly become happy.

Love is to drink with a smile! I knew I would die if I drank it, but I still had to take a chance.

The man in front of him, the woman in the distance, will be happy one day. Walking with you, not for a lifetime will be together, the person you spoil today will become someone else's bride tomorrow, and we are all choosing to enjoy everything that has been hollowed out of her greedily.

When our loved ones are not around, we will only choose to sigh alone in the dark or lock ourselves in the room to drink alcohol, and cry after pretending to be crazy after drinking. When he woke up, he pretended to be fine, but in fact, his heart had already turned upside down.

Crying out of control, stubbornly giving up, I always thought that the ups and downs of love are like looking at flowers in the fog and looking at the moon in the water.

I can't guess which one is true and which one is false. From the initial obscurity to the inseparability of the two people, to the silence, and finally to the mutual ignorance.

I am not ashamed that the days of vows are now gone, perhaps I have become numb. Otherwise, how could my laughter be so reluctant and sad, and how could the good memories be dispersed?

Who said that it is not necessary to let a person die if he suffers, because death is often a relief, and only if he despairs, life will be worse than death.

Wang Shiyi's expression appeared in front of my eyes again and again, making me look in a trance, as if it was an illusion.

It would be nice if, just if, we didn't know each other, I didn't love her. It would be nice if she had never met me. I'd rather be a kid and not know the world. In that case, I'll be a sunny and happy teenager.

In the field of vision, she is willful and domineering, her expression is wanton and bold, her eyes are feminine, gentle and cold, and she occasionally smiles but has a poignant curve. The light in her eyes was like a knife, poking into my heart with one stroke.

I loved her so much and coveted her, but fate broke my fingers and snatched her away. She said her luck was too bad and she said she was someone who didn't have happiness.

The person who is really unlucky is me, it is my bad luck that affects her, I should not let her stay away from me as if she was away from disaster, it is I who has made her suffer so many sins, I am a sinner through the ages, it is my bad luck that rushes her happiness, it is I who squeeze into her life. I just wish I could die quietly and never wake up.

Also, when I was in college, I fell out of love, my roommate didn't know how to comfort me, he looked for a girlfriend for me everywhere, and thought that no one could replace Wang Shiyi, so he ran to the school to look for him, so in the eyes of others, he thought I was very. I accused him again and again, abused myself again and again, and finally managed to be quiet and then he made him stand out from the crowd and became notorious. I knew my roommate was trying to comfort me, but he was stupid enough to do something that he thought was stupid. Still, I need a friend like him, at least he understands my pain.

Xue Xinying called me, and I had to deal with her wholeheartedly. When I don't have the ability to occupy an important position in Wang Shiyi's heart, I might as well leave the remaining important position to her.

What I particularly disgusted was the bathroom in my room, with its floor-to-ceiling glass on all sides, with no curtains or curtains, facing the empty skyline.

Even though I knew that no one would be able to peep at such a high place, I still felt uncomfortable. So after dinner, while Xue Xinying was working in the study, I took a bathrobe and bath towel and sneaked to the master bathroom to take a shower.

After locking the door, I was relieved to take a shower in the bathroom. Or will the capitalists enjoy the sunken bathtub as big as a swimming pool, and the computer-controlled massage program. There are countless long and short bath towels on the shelf, as well as a large row of bath salts, all of which are good brands that Xue Xinying has been using.

It's so comfortable! When I immersed myself in the warm water, countless negative ion bubbles rushed up to massage my skin, and there was a remote control at hand, and when I pressed it, the huge blinds in front of me slowly showed a faint light, and the whole was an LED display, and the sound effect was first-class, Dolby surround sound.

If I can drown in this bathtub, it will probably be a very luxurious way to die, but I am definitely not that lucky.

After being immersed in the water for a few minutes, I remembered Xue Xinying's hot body, shining pupils, and extremely tempting, and I still forced the male hormones like an expansion tube all over my body.

All of a sudden, I felt like the pool-like bathtub was cramped. I drooped my eyelids and didn't dare to think about it, in fact, I was already ambiguous with her in my heart, but such a frank thought revealed my sanctimonious scummy love so obscenely.

I got up from the tub and wrapped up the bath towel and she went back to her room, I tried to reach out my arm to put my arm around her, and she was forced to cling to my chest and could hear her heartbeat clearly. She begged me with some weakness.

"Don't be here, change places, okay?"

I didn't have any embarrassed expression on my face.

Her tone was calm: "Not here? ”

I ran my fingers over her earlobe, and the arm around her was silently adding weight. She was so caught up in my breath that she was afraid that I would drown her in the bathtub in a fit of rage, or strangle her with a bath towel, so she hugged me in fear and said shyly, "No, no." ”

To my surprise, the imaginary thunderous fury did not erupt. Her hair had forgotten to be blow-dry, and some of the droplets of water that had fallen from her hair had fallen on the back of her hand, cold, like lover's tears. In fact, she hadn't cried for a long time, and now she couldn't cry, not even tears.

I don't know how long I sat there, but the light on the ceiling pierced my eyes for a while. I instinctively blocked the glare light with my hand, and as I watched her hang her head, I didn't know what else to say or what else I could do for her.

Unexpectedly, she smiled at me and said coquettishly.

"Can you hug me?"

Am I her little white face? She's my junior? I don't know what role we should play in each other's minds.

She must know in her heart that to be a junior, she must look like a junior, and the most important thing is to please the owner. When you should be coquettish, just like some animals, you will shake your head and tail when you see your master, so that you can have a good life, and everyone will not be unhappy.

Every time I use the so-called princess hug, which is the common prince hugging the princess in Disney movies. It's a pity that I'm not a prince charming, and she's not a princess, sometimes, I think, the prince doesn't have to hug the princess, the emotional entanglements in the world can't escape the eyes of the world, we can't live in the framework, we have to try to get rid of the shackles of the world.

It's like now, I'm carrying her back to my bedroom, lying across my big bed, while I look at her with my arms up from the opposite direction. I knew that this strange position made her feel awkward, she looked up at me, I reached out and stroked her head, and kissed it very casually: "Wow, it's sweet, it's clean!" ”

And in my eyes, how did I, who had always been well-dressed on other occasions, become a well-dressed beast in bed? Now I looked at her motionlessly, and in those upside-down eyes, her gaze deepened again, just like that time, as if through my face, as if looking at a stranger.

It's probably that this completely strange relationship makes me feel uneasy, or maybe her gaze makes me fall for the Gu. I seemed to hear my own voice muttering, "Have you ever liked me?"

Love to the point of no return, love to the point of powerlessness, even if I can't have her, I hope to deceive myself in other ways, my voice is lowered, I am frightened by my own lust.

She looked at me coldly: "Have you ever liked me, what place do I occupy in your heart?" ”

I replied, "The person closest to the centrifugal room." ”

Before I could finish, she got up and pulled the sheets away, lay down and ignored me. This is an obvious eviction order, and I have committed a big taboo, perhaps on purpose, because my mind has been on her lately, and even now she still thinks that she is just a shadow of someone else.

I took the opportunity to make her fall in love with me, so that she could reach the point of unswerving death, and then choose a target, find an excuse to break down, and flee with the situation. But the stupidest thing about me was picking the wrong opponent, and she reminded me with a simple body gesture that she was something I couldn't afford to mess with. But I had to be cheeky enough to get close to her and lean in to kiss her neck. It was her most sensitive place, but she was indifferent and turned her back to me, her whole body exuding demonic energy, freezing three feet, and rejecting people for thousands of miles. I rubbed around her like a mosquito, and it was useless.

I've always been interested in her body, but today I was clearly overdone, so she wasn't interested at all. Maybe I've seen through it. I was so frightened that I gave up all my efforts, got out of bed and got up, and leaned against the wall.

She got out of bed and went back to her bedroom. As soon as he stepped on the floor, he opened his eyes and said to me, "Don't do anything wrong about me, and go home to see your parents when you have time." ”

I trembled uncontrollably, trying to keep my teeth from rattling, or grabbing the lamp next to me and throwing it at the man on the bed. This **, she will always have a way to make me see hope in one second, let me see disappointment in the next second, and even lose control, and make me regret what I just did. My fingers were clasped deep into my palms, and the muscles in my face must have twisted terribly, and I breathed as hard as I could to keep myself from screaming hysterically.

She said lightly, without any emotion in her tone: "I'm going back to my room to sleep, you should go to bed early." ”

I tried to control myself so that I could move my feet normally and walk back to the bed. She finally turned around and looked at me: "You still have a chance, don't be disappointed!" ”

I tried my best to strain my facial muscles and smiled.

She said with a cold look, "Go to bed early!" ”

Yes, in her eyes I am a well-dressed beast, without any ability to control her!

I lost my courage in fright, my passionate heart fell to the bottom all of a sudden, and the lust in my heart was extinguished, and I didn't have too much courage to climb back into the bed that made me startled, rubbing my aching stomach, and recalling this incident made me a little uncomfortable. Walking slowly to the window, stepping barefoot on the cold floor, looking at the mirage in the distance, it was destined to be a sleepless night, but also unexpectedly indifferent and desolate, and more weak. When my heart hurts, at least when I think of my parents, I gradually become stronger, and I can pretend not to care on the surface.

I don't know how long it was, but there was a sound of getting up on the other side.

Hearing her breath gradually approaching, the door was pushed open just as I was tossing and turning, and I saw that it was Xue Xinying in the dim light of the sleeping lamp, and I raised my head from the pillow to look at her: "Why are you up so early?" ”

She opened her mouth, but did not speak. My room was across from hers, and when she closed the door, she could still hear me "humming", and her ears were probably better than a dog's ears.

She closed the door and disappeared, I closed my eyes, I suddenly felt very satisfied, I still seemed to miss the scene where I held her, I don't know how long it took, so long, I can hardly remember its temperature.

She lay in my arms, turned her head, and her soul-stirring face always easily snatched my breath, and it took several struggles to escape from death. After some time, she gently knocked on my door again, and catwalked to my bed, and my sleepy dark eyes immediately became sharp.

She reached out as if to soothe me, and her soft white fingertips tapped on my lips and smiled. Then, her fingertips wandered, covering her eyes that I didn't dare to look into. And my heart has been in a cold hell, and I can't help but think that I should give up, and countless times I have thought to myself, how much courage it would take to say such a thing by myself one day? But I don't want to, some things that I think I don't dare to do are just like that, as long as I die, it's like that.

In her own words, "I never saw my face as a courtesan." ”

She was so fascinated by my laughter that she subtly imitated the way I smiled and subconsciously set an example. It seems that I still have a very important place in her heart.

Xue Xinying bit her lip and didn't speak, watching my slender fingertips gently hold her feet, tears kept flowing in her eyes. Seeing this scene, she may have in her mind the first time I gave her a massage at home. Her feet were blistered and her ankles were blue. At that time, I was the same, half-squatting beside her, helping her massage and wash her feet. From time to time, she also plays with her beautiful feet.

That kind of warm picture seems to be just yesterday, but why did I become a beast who wanted to occupy her body in a blink of an eye? Why do I have such a brazen thought, could it be that I have been poisoned.

Thinking of this, her heart was still aching for a while, and her temper, which had been soft, gradually hardened, and when the shoes were put on, I was just about to talk to her, and the person surnamed Xue stood up and became the kind of little goblin with thorns all over her body.

Can I give her Xinfu? I scolded myself fiercely, what point of mine am worthy of others' affection? I questioned myself. But I still don't have shame to win the favor of the goddess, I want to rub it on her, and the more I think about it, the more I feel that I am very hideous, obscene and dark. There was a rare anger in the darkness.

I am angry at my own incompetence, Xue Xinying at this moment, obviously feels so easy to approach, but always feels very distant.

In order to calm her down, to give her time so that she could find the man who could replace me in a very important place in her heart, I compromised, I failed, I despaired, because my motives were shameful. I decided not to harass or dominate her when I was new, is it in my nature to be amorous and flirtatious? It doesn't seem to be. No one can sharpen this nature of mine, they only make me more debauched and arrogant.

My love is not so great as to "love someone and her for the rest of your life, never be separated, and grow old together". "If I had to choose again, I would rather choose to give up someone I love so much and fall in love with someone again who makes me even more.

This society is realistic and utilitarian. Love can't solve food and clothing, material is the foundation of life. No one will love you unconditionally, and no one will be willing to give up their dreams for you. No one will give you a piece of meat for no reason. There are few people who can insist on talking about a vigorous love, and then get married and live a down-to-earth life. Colorful years, few people remember what happened.

After being with Xue Xinying, I learned to speak foully, and every time I was forced by her to retreat, I greeted her ancestors in my heart for eighteen generations. Of course, I can't scold in front of her, and I guess she's going to be evicted in front of her, maybe I'm going to out with a broom!!

No way, it's not just money that drives me, a small person in the market, to work hard in front of her, but also the wrong love of beautiful women.

In the evening, we had dinner in a huge restaurant on the upper floors of the city center, and after the Revolution had passed, we had become young artists.