【Chapter 78】Tearing

Wan Baozhu was still holding his arm. She and Hua Mingfu sang and said: "Since you are the girl that Hua Zheng likes, you have to come together at eleven!" At the Diaoyutai State Guesthouse in Beijing, there will be a lot of people coming to our engagement banquet! You are welcome to join Hua Zheng to have a lively time. ”

I just stood in despair. looked at Hua Ming stupidly: "Then, in the past half a year, I've been thinking about you alone, right?" You never thought I'd be right, right? So, has it always been me who was too greedy? ”

No, I don't admit it. My goal, the warm support behind it, is all a lie?

Three words looped through my head: I don't believe it. They were like spells, beating wildly in my head. They gave me great courage and made me slam away from the Wanbao Bead next to Hua Ming.

I hugged his slender waist tightly!

His eyes were swollen, and he retorted with a cry: "Didn't you say that you like me?" We've all been like that, and I still can't? Won't you fight for me? ”

He tried to break free of me, shook his head and said, "Liu Zijun, please calm down." ”

I had other expectations, and I expected him to reach out and put it on my back.

I'm looking forward to, Hua Ming, that he can hug me back like me, regardless of it.

However, Hua Ming, he was actually retreating.

He's backing up again!

None of the two arms I was expecting were left behind.

"Why can't I? I don't believe it..."

I don't give up.

It was as if the sky had fallen over my head.

All I know is that I don't want to despair, and I don't know what shame is.

I cried around him, not caring for his face or anything, and I cried out:

"Hua Ming, are you talking to me clearly?"

"Hua Ming, I don't believe what you just said. You love me. I can feel it. You love me, don't you? ”

"Is it because of my origins? Or do you, do you know anything else about me? I know you love me, you love me, don't you? You obviously love me, obviously we were during the Spring Festival..."

He broke my hand. I wrapped my hand around his waist.

He grabbed them in case they closed again.

He looked at me steadily.

There was something in those eyes that I couldn't see through.

The face that made me miss it countless times, but at that moment it froze with determination.

He said: "Liu Zijun, you need to be calm and calm at the moment. Go back and think about what I've said in the past. I hope you will listen to the following words as well. ”

"Unfortunately, the past caused your misunderstanding. But it is clear that it is impossible between us. Now I realize that it was the so-called compassion that was at work. I'm just caring for an old classmate. On Chinese New Year's Eve of my freshman year, I happened to meet you. I just pity you that day and you have nowhere to celebrate the New Year. You see, I said: You can take me as a brother. I said: I have always treated you as a sister. If your past words and deeds have caused you any trouble, I'm sorry to make you think too much. ”

I shook my head like an autumn wind whistling through the dead leaves of the poplar branches.

He looked at me, lifted his breath, and took me to recall, "Don't you believe it? If you think about it, by chance, we shared a bed in a hotel at Molybdenum International. Hotel, double bed, white linen futon. Any man facing this, if the opposite is really the girl he likes, how can he be empty? can bear it, unless he's not a man. However, we did not have a real relationship between men and women. You say, right? ”

"In this world, there is a word called can't help it. It describes those lovers who truly love each other. ”

"You see, I can't help myself. So, I don't love you. Look, are you being amorous..."

"Actually, I've always treated you like a sister. The first time I saw you in junior high school, you were very young and smiled sweetly at me. At that time, my mother, who had been preparing for pregnancy for two years before taking me away from the Fu family, had told me countless times that she wanted to give birth to a sister with round eyes and a sweet smile. I've been portraying my sister in my mind countless times. And you, that moment, coincided. That's all. ”

I broke free of his arm, tears and hair rattling. I broke away from him again, hugged him, and cried, "I don't believe it, I don't believe it." You, you're lying to me right now..."

He snapped my fingers away again and said in a deep voice, "It's useless to talk too much, you need to calm down." I'm sorry for the past. Orb, let's go. ”

"Fu Huaming, you are not allowed to go-"

was just about to catch up, but was pulled by a pair of hands.

I wouldn't take my eyes off it, staring at the figure leaning in the beam.

In the early hours of the snowy Chinese New Year's Eve, he appeared. On rainy nights when thunder and lightning were rampant, he also appeared.

The sunrise I saw, the coastline I stepped on, the paper money I burned for my grandmother, and the one who accompanied me in those time films was obviously this figure that made me happy. None of that can be faked.

As he said: Is there a word called can't help it?

He obviously said that it was all for my good, and he would wait for me to go into society...

107 The night next to the aisle, he obviously kissed so affectionately, and he still used his hands...

The thought of using my hands, suddenly my stomach recoiled with acid—the sweet power I had always thought was instantly a phantom of disgusting despair.

The light that has always believed that he is me will erase all traces of my past. Suddenly, I realized that it had always been my self-righteousness. In the peach orchard, it was torn into vain by this chance encounter.

Thoughts are chaotic in my head, and I want to rush out. Something trickled down the corner of his eye.

I quickly lowered my head and swallowed the bitterness that had soaked to the corners of my lips. In a blur, his gaze touched the bag and peaches at his feet. Peaches lay still at my feet. They should be sweet.

I broke free of the hands that had taken me, crouched down silently, and picked up the gray-stained peaches.

At that moment, I didn't want to open my ears. I couldn't hear what Hua Zheng was saying in my ear. I just want to be quiet in my own world, to make my stomach less disgusting and my mouth less bitter.

I knelt on the ground and carefully picked up the peaches on the ground one by one.

I held the peaches like a child, and walked to the nearest small pool between the peach trees.

I picked out the one that was as big as a porcelain bowl. Unscrew the faucet and scrub it unconsciously.

I have faded the filthy skin of the peaches, and I have almost torn off the flesh. Feeling the stickiness of my palm, I picked it up and took a picture of it to the sky. The warm light illuminates the snow-colored flesh.

I put my mouth up.

OK. This world can still find a warm and sweet touch.

The edge of the cement pool was wet with water, and I sat down on it as I gnawed. Holding the peach, he began to bite into it in small bites and swallow hard. Until you suppress the bitterness in your mouth, and chew out the sweetness that fills your throat and stomach.

My life has to go on.