I really can't bear him! It's not that he can't bear me.

Tears flowed out, and he pulled my hand through it, and stuck it diagonally into his arms, and my hand was so cold that his skin spasmed.

He said, I'm sorry.

He didn't actually have anything to do with me. I'm not an eighteen-year-old teenager, I'm not an ignorant girl who doesn't know anyone, I've been divorced, and I understand that the end of love is not necessarily marriage, I've seen too many divisions and combinations, and I've seen too many unsatisfactory things in the world, I understand.

"I'm just ......, I'm just ......"

He gagged me with his lips.

Who came, didn't you want to ask this world for a little warmth that was once indebted?!

When I finished crying, I pushed him away. I said you go.

He turned me in the face.

"I'm not like you."

I turned my head sideways, and the streetlights cut my silhouette on the ground.

"What's the difference?"

He pulled me over the shoulder.

"I'm not like you, you've been through a lot of battles. I can't, I'm afraid I won't be able to stand it then. ”

"What can't stand it?"

"Separate. You don't care, you can marry any woman again. But what about me? I would think, every detail, I will not be able to stand it. ”

I put my forehead on his shoulder blades.

"No one said they were going to part with you."

"But it's impossible for the two of us."

"Plum!"

He hugged me, his lips printed over and over again in my hair. I hugged him back.

"Don't think so much, don't think so much? Who can predict the future? ”

I pushed him away.

"Are you asking me to live one day at a time?"

"I didn't mean that. Maybe one day ......"

I stared at him with wide eyes, and the cold air froze my eyes, and I had to blink quickly.

Zhang Ruolei didn't look over, and the remaining half of the sentence was swallowed back by him.

Maybe someday what?

Maybe one day it will turn around, does he mean that?

Zhang Ruolei sent me home, and his half-frozen body outside gradually warmed up in his car, he still drove with one hand, and the other hand held my hand, only to release it when he was in gear or something, and then it would cover it again.

When I got home, my stomach was growling with hunger. He smiled at me, ruffled my hair, ordered takeout, and while he waited, he found half a jar of brown sugar left in the refrigerator and made me a glass of brown sugar water.

I smiled at him.

"Warm man!"

He sat next to me.

"It's still a macho man."

I leaned on his shoulder, and he put his arms around me tighter and tighter.

Dinner, oh no, it should be considered a supper, we solved it on the coffee table in the living room, and ate while watching TV, full of fireworks in the ten worlds, the scene was familiar and distant, and it made me feel like a world away.

I asked him how he found me, and he said it was easy, and I asked a friend from the Public Security Bureau to help me.

I wondered what he told people, and he said that it was simple, a lost pet dog.

It was nearly eleven o'clock when his phone rang. He shook at me.

"My dad."

I smiled at him.

He picked it up, and the room was quiet, and the old man was full of energy. The old man asked him where he was and asked him to go home, saying that he hadn't been home for a long time. When he hesitated, he had already hung up the phone on the other side.

There was a lot of silence in the room, and the TV was blaring, and everyone inside was working hard. But he and I felt that the room was not only empty but also strangely quiet, and we could hear each other's careful breathing.

After a while, the second generation got up and took his leave.

I said, "Hmm. ”

He said, "Sleep well. ”

I said, "Hmm. ”

He put on his coat, took his mobile phone, picked up a cigarette, looked for a lighter, all picked up, walked out, I got up to see him, he looked at me, wanted to say something, looked at it but slowly red eyes, his fingers slid down the outline of my face, turned around and went out the door.

The door was muffled, silently shut. It's as if no one had opened it just now.

I cleaned up the mess, washed and slept, but I couldn't sleep.

I turned on the bedside lamp, took a book, and read a few lines and still couldn't calm down. The phone was placed on the bedside table, silently. He's home, right? Did he sleep? Is he thinking about me right now?

I was waiting for him to call, even if it was a WeChat message or a message.

However, none.

In love, a woman is always the one who is stupid and prone to gains and losses.

I turned over the quilt on my body, and it was nearly two o'clock before I felt a little sleepy.

Later, I dreamed of Zhang Ruolei, and he called me and said plums.

I said, "Hey. ”

I walked over to him, and he was suddenly penniless.

He hugged me and said if I had nothing left for you, would you still love me?

I woke up when I dreamed of it, the bedside lamp was still on, the book was pressed against my chest, and under the book was a quilt, no wonder I had such strange and gloomy dreams. I put the book on the bedside, turned off the bedside lamp, turned over, and told myself to sleep, life is not a TV series, there are not so many bloody plots.

Let's think about Huaiping, maybe he is all I hope for the rest of my life. I don't really like a woman to bet her treasure on others, but life always needs a little hope and a little thought.

I stretched out my hand to set the alarm clock a little late, get some more sleep, and recuperate, whose tomorrow is not unknown and dangerous?

The next day, Zhang Ruolei didn't show up all day. At first I thought he might not have gotten up in the morning, and by noon he hadn't seen anyone yet, I couldn't sit still and wanted to call him, so I picked up the phone, and the numbers were eliminated one by one halfway.

Why should I inquire about him? Be measured. But I'm really upset. He didn't show up until the evening. When I left work, I pretended to ask someone casually. Some even said, oh yes, I didn't even find out if you didn't say it, Mr. Zhang didn't come today.

I was speechless.

The next day, he was still nowhere to be seen, and no news came out of Zhang's house. I know that he will not be in any danger, a lone seedling in the thousands of acres of old Zhangjia's fertile fields, who dares to do anything to him.

I was just......

Never mind.

Some things may have been wrong from the start.

Later, I heard that he was temporarily sent abroad, and we have orders abroad, in Sudan, but the beacon fire in that place is even March, and he does not need to go out in person when there is a situation. I have some doubts about the veracity of this news, but I have nowhere to seek the truth.

Seeing Huaiping's days approaching day by day, it also forced me to stop thinking about everything about Zhang Ruolei. But one day I still asked Xiao Ye out.

Xiaoye is still a water snake waist, peach buttocks, a pair of crisp breasts, as big as a cow, walking trembling slightly, twists and turns, infinite scenery, she is always willing to half-hide and half-hide, I sometimes think she should not do marketing, she should be a mother Sang, and in a few years she can become the most potential and youngest bustard in the domestic front line.

met and sat down, only to realize that it was really unreasonable to look for her. We ordered something to eat, and after eating silently, she had always been outgoing and active, and this time there was even obvious silence.

It can't be because of the same man, right?

How could it not?

After all, she is ...... with Zhang Ruolei

I think it's a little hot, and a little disgusting, the atmosphere of this hotel doesn't feel right, is the color of the decoration wrong? It's a little depressing, anyway. Why didn't you think it before? I reached out and asked the waiter to pay for it.

Xiao Ye woke up like a dream at this time, and the whole person was just online. She smiled, and people added a little flattery.

"How embarrassed to let Mr. Mei pay!"

I said what does it matter? Who buys differently?

She laughed again, her crimson tongue appearing between her white teeth, and Mandarin made her bite extremely accurate, and she was able to take care of it at the same time.

I laughed and said you can do that.

She raised her eyes and said something? What do you think?

"It's not bad to be sassy and profligate."

The expression on her face suddenly froze, but it was only for a moment, but it was still difficult to hide her loneliness.

What's wrong with her? It's not like her.

Xiao Yefu sat down again, took out a pack of cigarettes from Kun's bag, the slender cigarette chopsticks were as thick as thin, long and thin, in fact, it was extremely incompatible with her style, she reached out and took out a small lighter from the bag, "pop", the flame illuminated her delicate facial features, two crimson lips gently picked up the slender cigarette, "Horn" took a sip, the lips were another one, and a wisp of light smoke was gently pushed out of her mouth.

It's so beautiful.

I was amazed in my heart.

The small gathering ended without a problem, and the two seemed to have their own hearts. I didn't know what was on her mind, and she didn't ask me what was on my mind. Who doesn't have a snack for adults? Most of them can only be solved on their own. Coming out of Xiao Ye, I laughed at my old husband for talking about being a teenager. How old do you have to understand lovesickness, will you harm lovesickness?

I'm afraid I'm going to laugh off other people's big teeth.

What's more, is he Zhang Ruolei a man from the beginning?

Not to mention him, it's hard for an ordinary man to hate it.

When I got home, at ten o'clock, I washed up and went to bed, and checked my luggage for tomorrow's trip. When I checked my luggage, I thought of Zhang Ruolei again, and I thought of me and him in that shoe store, and the salesman said how old was the child to buy?

He and I said in unison that he was sixteen years old.

After that, we looked at each other and smiled.

The salesman said that he still listened to his father, who knew the boy better.

I still remember the day when he heard that I was leaving, and he came to me from somewhere in the city, and when he entered the door, I thought it was inevitable that there would be a fight, but he only picked me up and tore my clothes with his hands, and at the same time he tore open my body.

I held the shoes in my hand and looked at them for a long time. Put it back in the suitcase.

went to bed, turned off the lights, and fell asleep after a while, all the dreams were Huaiping, I dreamed that Huaiping was holding me, hugging and hugging, I found that Huaiping had changed, and the person holding me was not Huaiping, it was him --- Zhang Ruolei.

He kissed me and said to me, "I'm sorry." ”

I yelled at him and said I didn't want to hear "I'm sorry" anymore and I wanted to be "together".

But he still said "I'm sorry" to me. I refused to allow him to touch me again, and he listened, he said that for so many days, I think you want to go crazy.

Said that I knew you were leaving tomorrow, and I fled back today, and the business over there was not finished yet, and I fled back just because I wanted to see you.

"You're really fake!"

I hugged him and cried.

I knew I was dreaming, but the tears were real, wet and cold, and wet my pillow, I wiped my tears, and lifted my whole body with my elbows, trying to turn the pillow over and put it on a different side, otherwise it would be too cold and wet to stick to my skin.

But he was shocked to see a dark shadow in the darkness.