After her birthday, she wanted to go back to Qujing, and her friend asked her to jump.

Actually, I don't like bundy, so I'm not familiar with discotheques, and I go to Barbie with my treasure girl.

We went back to Qujing.

Note that there is one more thing that precedes the outbreak.

It was very hot, and I was rejected for holding hands.

On the way, I tried my best to please her.

But it didn't work.

I tried.

If you miss it, you just pass it.

The cactus will not regain its tenderness.

I still regret mentioning it.

Regret not cherishing my treasure girl initially good.

When I arrived at Qujing's residence, it was cold, and I wanted to kiss and hug, even if I didn't kiss, I wanted to hug.

Why? It's a real sense of insecurity that spreads through the heart, and the pain of being stabbed is not warmed well.

My treasure girl, you weren't treated well by gentleness, and I even asked for gentleness later.

She pushed me away.

How does it feel like you're trying to hug your lover but being pushed away?

I looked out the window and wept silently.

She asked me why I was crying and asked if I didn't speak.

She didn't hug me, just cared for a moment and continued to play with her phone.

It's almost over, maybe yes.

On the verge of collapse.

It was written that I suddenly missed her so much and cried again, but fortunately it was night and no one saw it.

Go to Bundy in the evening.

Actually, I don't know her friend well, but I know that I don't even know her.

On the way there, a boy asked her to dinner, but it wasn't machismo, it was so much accumulation, and such a thing still caused a sense of insecurity.

When I got to the discotheque, she told me to sit there, and she went to sit with her friends.

Her friend is a woman, not jealous.

And after I was turned into a cactus by her, I was so cold that I couldn't stab, and then I desperately craved warmth.

It's almost like a beggar wants food.

I don't blame her, it's my own doing, but I think it's quite pitiful for me to do it myself.

I love her, my treasure girl.

I was a little angry and she explained that I was also touched by all sorts.

It was indeed warmed.

But fireflies can't melt icebergs.

One candy can't solve ten slaps.

Her friend wants to play and has no more alcohol.

I'm not good at doing these begging things.

Now that I know someone, it's no problem to go to Barbie and make a phone call to send a few dozen drinks.

I didn't work at the beginning, so I wanted to sign a table.

I started begging.

In fact, I wanted to please her.

Sign the table.

Then when I went down, I met my former younger brother, not a brother.

We have to seek truth from facts.

It's the person who used to be beaten and vomit blood at any time and couldn't do anything good.

I haven't seen you in a long time, and I have a lot of respect for me.

Let's be honest, since I came out of high school, I always thought that what I did in junior high school was a sinful thing, and my heart was not good.

Then he also helped me sign all kinds of wines, and I wanted to come out and have a barbecue to catch up.

She came to her aunt, not bad, or menstrual cycle. Then I was uncomfortable and asked me to accompany her back.

I was dragged away by her, not that I resisted, but I was helpless.

I love her so much that I have to compromise with her in the end.

When I left, I said I would make an appointment for dinner the next day.

When I got back to the hotel, I was actually coaxing her, yes, I was still very well-behaved.

Let's talk about her friend left again after signing the table, and she was busy in vain and owed favors in vain.

But it doesn't matter, I love her, she's happy.

She's my treasure girl.

Why did it crash?

I coaxed her to go tomorrow, and then she said that she would not go tomorrow and would go back.

I made an appointment with someone tomorrow??? agreed?

Then ask or coax her.

She said how about a date another day, I'm not feeling well, can you consider me.

I said you should consider me and sit for me.

She said why should I ask her to pay for others?

Went berserk, for what?

On the night of my birthday, after I was wronged and almost cried in public, she asked me to sacrifice myself for her friend, fulfill everyone, and enlighten me to pay for everyone.

That's not the case when it comes to her.

I knew she wasn't feeling well, I didn't know she was that serious, the next day it was very serious, of course I would talk about it first.

That night actually collapsed not because of this thing, but because of everything that had happened before.

Insecurity.

She is a cactus.

Cold.

The gentleness you want becomes a luxury.

On top of that, as her lover, sometimes I don't even feel as good as her friends.

It's inferiority.

How to have low self-esteem?

If the person you love the most says in front of you how good another boy is, and shelters her from the wind and rain, she can't climb that boy, will you be sad and have low self-esteem.

I even thought at the time that I was talking about trash at one point and didn't deserve her.

My treasure girl used to complain about the mixed society around me, and now she said foul, but she said it realistically.

I think we're pretty good garbage.

After the collapse, all kinds of words, crying and shouting are a little scary, I have them on my computer, and she also has them in her mobile phone, according to her, many people are scared and cry when they hear it, and persuade her to break up with me.

Look at how many things have suppressed me before, am I hateful and pitiful? Whatever you try to persuade me, I don't deserve to be rubbish.

I lost my treasure girl's original good, it was garbage, but there is no fake in love.

The main responsibility lies with me, not all of me.

It's not, anyway, things have been done truth-seeking here, no matter how I judge, I dare to tell the truth, dare to act.

This is the third self-harm.

Why?

I want strong love.

So desperate.

I want to be firmly chosen.

Not to mention the process of self-harm, she was scared when she saw and remembered it.

I just want that sentence, that heart.

In fact, she did not compromise.

She is a strong woman, how can she compromise.

We went home, but a conflict broke out.

I left, running all the way in the middle of the night.

I and you gaze at the deep lake, and the deep lake also gazes at me.

It's like looking into the abyss.

I'm actually reluctant.

I loved her so much that I lacked the courage to die.

I am still praying in my heart, still looking forward to being able to be completely good with her.

She sent a message saying that on this 20th birthday, her biggest wish is to have a good talk with me, call me baby, and tell me to go back.

I faltered, I cried.

In the end, it was the sentence I can't live without you.

That's what I've been waiting for.

This sentence.

This feeling of being firmly chosen.

So happy.

The light illuminates the darkness.

I was pulled back by hope in the abyss.

A-Qing, she is the light of my life.

The fifth thing is her birthday.

How to say it, we had a quarrel before stir-frying, why did we quarrel?

You planned everything, I cut the vegetables, and I was going to make something delicious to make her happy, and she came over and fried them all for me.

I'm lost.

I love her, my treasure girl, I want to surprise you, you lost it yourself, I'm angry.

Straight to the point, on her birthday.

A few things happened before cooking.

She told me that she was going to celebrate her birthday with a boy, and she was a little jealous.

Although I don't care about birthdays, it's still a very meaningful day for many people, and she spent it with another boy. How could I not be jealous. The boy was also annoyed by his calculations.

In my circle, boys and girls are generally joint ventures, and boys don't suffer much.

But this kind of boy and girl have all kinds of calculations, giving people a feeling of stinginess. So I couldn't help but complain and say a few words.

Then she got angry and said I don't want to speculate on others and scolded me.

Very aggrieved.

It's really bad to talk about other people at will.

But I only talk to people I trust very much, and I only talk about the length of the person in my heart.

The second time was to ask me about a Hui ethnic group, as long as she had not used pork, lard, and other pots and pans to fry vegetables, she would eat them.

The Hui people I know are not so serious, as long as they look at it and wash it, they don't use lard pork.

She couldn't help but get angry again, saying that I don't want to do anything, I will only complain.

Although my personal habits are not good, her boredom with me makes me feel insecure.

The person you love is bored with you, and you also have a sense of crisis.

I don't blame her, the cause was me, and then she became a cactus, and I was just paying back the cause I planted.

Then the next step is to go to the place where the birthday is celebrated.

She came to a lot of friends, and she sent little or something.

She is very good to her when she is small and can take good care of her.

I rarely appreciate and admire a person.

She is a small one.

Because she was very good to her, just like my brothers who had died.

I really wouldn't be jealous or hostile, even though it was a boy.

Shen Hao is the same.

Let's get down to business!

The birthday dish was made by herself.

Tell me about myself.

After wandering outside for a long time, I started to stay in the Everyday Hotel.

Later, when I got tired of eating, I made it myself.

At that time, with a group of people, I cooked, chopped vegetables, washed dishes, and cleaned were all others.

I'm not really good at chopping vegetables.

She didn't know at first, she didn't know later, and then I wanted to explain it to her.

It's not that so many people are surrounding me, how awesome I am, just to explain that I really didn't mean to make trouble, reckless.

How do you say it, fried chicken, I say I'm fried.

At that time, I knew that she was a strong woman.

After I fired, she could also say that she fired, and I just helped.

At that time, I wanted to find a knife to chop garlic.

No can only use a kitchen knife. I've had a problem with the way I cut vegetables.

A lot of people say that I'm going to get my hands on it someday.

It was cut that day, and then she was distressed.

Just told me not to do it.

What do I think, it's her birthday, and the chicken can't be fried.

Then I insisted on going to help, to fry.

She got angry.

A strong woman is very face-saving in front of everyone, so she fights with me.

I was afraid that she would get hurt, and she would be so emotional that I didn't dare to fire her.

Then she kept yelling and yelling, even hitting me, and then getting angry.

Actually, I can quite understand, I'm just wronged.

People like me have never been treated like this, and her best relationship is watching.

I want to cry.

In fact, it's not that I don't understand anyone's strength, but I really need your gentleness.

I'm sorry for making you a cactus, and it hurts me so much.

No matter how mature I am, I can't stand being stabbed all the time, no matter how I change, I can't be stabbed indefinitely.

I was about to cry in front of everyone for the first time, and I was very aggrieved and sad, but it didn't matter, I still loved her.

That kind of love in my bones, just like she forgives me without limits, I am also tolerant and deeply loved without limits.

I hope to indulge in the tenderness, comfort of my treasure girl.

She said I was so happy to put things in the room where we lived, and she said it with a smile, and she really looked good when she smiled.

At that time, she was here with her aunt, not thinking about those things, wanting to sleep together at night, but she was stabbed during that time, hoping to be comforted, wanting to hold my treasure girl, being fiercely warm, that kind of tenderness in the night.

I don't understand what's going on, but after turning into a cactus anyway, she is very gentle when they hug each other at night, just like at the beginning.

Actually, I hope so, but I sense the problem and hope that more time we spend with each other can ease her sting and my pain.

In the evening we quarreled again.

I really rarely spend the night out with anyone else (other than my girlfriend) and I don't know anyone else but her.

And then I was lost.

The main thing is that I want to be stabbed because it hurts too much, and I want to be warmed, but it turns out to be empty.

In fact, after the change, she was not so prickly, I would not be too disappointed that night, I could do everything for her, but a slap and a sugar, too many slaps, not a few sugars, it is the heart that always hurts, not pain, it hurts.

What's more, a person like me, a character like me?

I love her, no half-leave.

She told me a lot.

It really doesn't matter, and I don't want to sacrifice myself for the sake of others.

I'm long hero and last of nothing.

I don't want to be a hero anymore.

I want to be her hero, but she doesn't need it to be ridiculously strong.

People like me drink when I'm happy and even more when I'm sad.

Of course, when the heart is like ashes, no matter how sad it is, I won't drink it.

Drinking that night, watching her have a little intimacy with her, I didn't mind, I didn't feel jealous, I just envied.

Actually, my treasure girl, she was so good to me before.

It's just that later I turned her into a cactus.

Actually, I still miss the original good in the end.

Have you ever had the most violent joy, and then although you are happy, there will always be grief coming, will you break down, will you be tired?

She was still with me that night, but our relationship didn't ease because of it, but worsened it.

She and she sent small photos, she posted, made videos.

Mine, she didn't send it.

Why is this matter brought up separately and again.

Before our birthday, we met and begged her to re-announce me, and she agreed.

It was as if it hadn't happened.

My insecurities exploded.

So many things add up.

But I was afraid that she would leave me, and I didn't break out.

I was wronged and I suffered, I couldn't live without her.

But after so many things, I have reached a critical point in my heart.

I love her, my treasure girl A-Qing, so love-loving.

When I was young, I said that I would not regret anything in my life and would not go back, but I did it and left.

I don't regret knowing my treasure girl, nor does Hou Hui start this relationship, I regret not cherishing her gentleness and kindness at the beginning.

I want to turn back, but unfortunately there is no turning back.

The fourth thing was the night before I went to see her on her birthday.

She went out drinking.

Promise me not to get drunk before you go out.

In fact, it has nothing to do with being jealous, she has a bad stomach and cysts.

Being drunk really hurt her body.

I came back and called her.

I was really well-behaved during that time.

She threw up.

I said that you didn't have any energy for a day, and promised not to get drunk until you vomited, what should you do with your body.

She got angry and said that I scolded her, wanted to hang up on my phone and break up, and told me to get out.

I feel very aggrieved.

Caring people are also told to break up through the screen.

Then I remembered what had happened before, and I cried bitterly.

Grievances, just grievances.

But I don't blame her, I haven't taken it to heart until now, and I haven't hated it.

It's just what I did before that made her turn into a cactus and stabbed me, and I was the most well-behaved during that time.

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