I threw the phone back and scratched my head, "I'm not that bored. ”

The two of them confronted each other in the light, and for a moment they didn't say anything, he looked at me for a while, smiled softly, and came up to rub my head.

"Sleep, tired, aren't you?"

Really.

The two lay side by side, their eyes shining straight into the roof like light bulbs. The room was so quiet that you could hear each other's breathing.

The night is dark, the inside of the room is dark outside, and the two adults surrounded by darkness are silent on the surface, and they may be turbulent inside.

I didn't know at that time that Zhang Ruolei really didn't appear alone in the shopping street, and I didn't know at that time that he really didn't want to marry me at that time, but he couldn't open his mouth to get straight to the point with me.

He had to keep avoiding me, and keep avoiding any procedure that was going on. Of course, he knew what it would mean for me and him to regret his marriage, but until the last minute, he still wanted to struggle with his fate.

What if!

He told himself that he could drag on one day at a time, and from the bottom of his heart he wanted to marry the woman in front of him who had been with him for many years, but now there was an unexpected situation, and this situation couldn't be explained to me directly, what should I do? A person who has a huge secret in his heart is at a loss for what to do when he is squeezed and tormented by this secret. Only then did I know that some of the beginnings were wrong.

He began to believe in cause and effect, and he always thought that he would be able to defeat half of the heavens by his battalion and calculation. Heaven can't arrange his life, he feels that his fate has always been in his hands, but he doesn't want to calculate it or miss the heavenly machine, the heavenly machine is the same as the destiny of heaven, it cannot be violated, how can it be violated.

He was too young to understand. Thinking that I was settled, no one would come forward to delve into his past now.

But now it is the fruit of the two of us, there is no antecedent, how can there be consequences?

Someone asks, what does his past have to do with your present? Listen to me.

Although the two of them have their own hearts, I have been shaken in my heart first, maybe it is really a coincidence, it is common for people to be similar, and wearing the same clothes is the same person? That's too arbitrary.

Did I really wrong him? I didn't dare to turn my head, I twisted my head, and when I moved, it meant that I wasn't asleep, I didn't want him to know that there were some things, some people were like Gu in my skin, they just had the ability to disturb me day and night.

The way men and women get along in love is communication and trust. The gold of trust is precious, like panning for sand and seeing gold. That trust is the gold between the two, and I shouldn't be suspicious for no reason, no head.

Women are already suspicious and small-minded, even if the other party calls back half a beat when it is good, or the situation at that time is limited, it is inconvenient to talk to people more, which will make the woman suspicious.

Originally, a small thing could allow women to make up a 100-episode stinky, long and bloody TV series on their own. Didn't someone say that about women? It is said that women are born masters.

I persuaded myself to be relieved, otherwise life would be too short and I would be embarrassed, and I would always find something to do if I had nothing to do

Fill in the clues yourself, isn't that really idle?

With a long breath, I felt that the article should have been turned over.

Zhang Ruolei, who was lying beside me, was also like a sculpture, and he didn't dare to breathe. I don't think he's asleep like me, and I'm all too familiar with the way he's asleep. Will play a slight snoring, let alone lying down in a proper manner, generally strange shape, occasionally either "snap" a thigh pressed on my waist, or buried the head in my arms, the two of us sleep, simply the scene of the accident, can only be described as horizontal and vertical.

I pressed my shoulder a little and touched his shoulder lightly.

He did not move, nor was he silent.

I suddenly became angry, thinking that people had decided to forgive you soon, what are you still doing with it?

I was angry, I turned around, and ignored him.

In the middle of the night, Zhang Ruolei came from a gentle, long, and slow breath of air, and he was deliberately suppressing the intensity and length of his breath. I could hear it, and I couldn't help but laugh in my heart, thinking that he was going to put up a white flag and surrender to me, but I didn't want to be finished by him like a song, and there was no sound over there.

What the hell is he up to?

I'm angry and don't know?

According to common sense, shouldn't he coax me until the breath in my heart disappears?

That's what he used to do.

Think about how stupid women are, whether in love or marriage, they are so willing to be a hundred.

I've been waiting for him to apologize to me, or to embrace me like he used to be. Tian Zhen once sang a song called "Wild Flowers", and there is a lyric that sings: Pat me on the shoulder, and I will listen to your arrangement.

Women are like wild flowers, blooming for a man, withering for a man, waiting for the same man, and their joys, sorrows and sorrows are built on their man's mood and face.

They are too easy to love and lose themselves, a woman who has already lost herself, she may not even be a human being, how can she provoke each other like jewels?

You make the other person love you, but you are no longer you!

When I thought about it, I felt sorry in my heart, and I couldn't help but feel sad secretly, Zhang Ruolei still didn't move, I wonder if he thinks it's time to give me a dismissal? After all, it is very likely that I misunderstood him first, the two are heading towards marriage, and women always love equality in a good marriage.

But what is equality? Does equality mean that women should stop talking about their gender in marriage, and as long as one of them is wrong, they should also apologize honestly to the other party?

The heart is full of strangeness, and many branches are suddenly born, and people's hearts are scattered, and it is difficult for gods to gather, so they naturally do not sleep and are difficult to sleep. But lying so dry and lying down made my bones and flesh sore, and it was really sad.

Moreover, the atmosphere between me and him is really heavy enough, the clouds are thick, the mountain rain is coming, the air is thin, and I can't wait to take a breath according to the stave, for fear of messing up my rhythm and letting the other party see the horse's feet.

If we get married, will this be the case if we disagree?

I really don't know.

But if it did, it wasn't what I wanted

of marriage. If this is not the marriage I want, then what is this marriage for!

Suddenly, I understand those who are not married, and those who really see humanity and marriage through will no longer regard marriage as a necessity in life, nor will they regard marriage as a pass for their love to be publicly recognized.

I remember someone saying it once, and that argument was very interesting. What did she say was married? Marriage is pork, just after killing and steaming, it can be eaten and sold, but it is not legal. Until the quarantine document comes out, and a big blue stamp is stamped on the pork, okay, it's legal. You can sell it legally, and you can eat it with confidence.

I grinned, chuckled, and rolled over, and if I didn't turn over, I was afraid that I would kill myself. I finally turned over, and that Zhang Ruolei was good, if he didn't move, there was no movement for half a day. I don't know, I thought that his old man was out of the body to participate in the queen mother's peach event.

I tried to talk to him a few times, but I lost interest when I saw his squinted eyes.

Isn't a big taboo for women to catch up? Isn't it just a borderless crime? I'm not that interested in making myself worthless in front of him.

Okay, he pretended to be his, the old lady didn't accompany me, I stumbled up, and went to the living room alone, maybe it was the second half of the night, a little cold, reached out and took a piece of clothing on the hanger and put it on, lit the TV, in fact, I didn't watch anything, but a little bit of noise people don't seem to be so lonely.

When I thought about it like this, my heart sank, and I thought that I was really old. I remember my mom was like this now, napping on the couch, and the TV was still on there. I happen to catch up and quietly help her turn it off, and sometimes I ask her, why don't you turn off the TV if you don't watch it?

She said it felt better to have a voice.

There is a voice, it doesn't feel so lonely!

I didn't want to be sleepy with the remote control in my hand, I fell asleep on the sofa, the dream was chaotic and complicated, but I couldn't see the real face of each other, I tried my best to walk in the middle of the group of people or in front of them, I wanted to see who they were, what kind of faces they all had.

It just didn't work, I yelled in a hurry, and the whole person woke up wet and waterlogged from my dream. Zhang Ruolei came out of the room and saw me lying on the sofa with sleepy eyes.

"What's wrong?"

His eyes were red.

When I opened my eyes, my consciousness gradually returned, and I finally realized that I had just been in a dream, and that dream was really suspicious.

The remote control had fallen to the floor at some point, Zhang Ruolei stood at the door like a giant, I looked up at him, the light of the chandelier above my head was a little dazzling.

With a hard time getting used to it, I shifted my body and adjusted my posture.

"I'm having a nightmare."

I say.

Zhang Ruolei sat down and took me one hand with the other.

"How can you have nightmares? It's been a long time since I've heard you cry out from your nightmares. ”

Yes, this was the case when I first met him, and it hasn't been like this for a long time.

He and I both knew what was going on.

He took my hand and put it on the other side of himself

Put your hand in your palm and ask me.

"What did you dream about? You don't have to think much about anything. ”

Is this an apology? Hypocritical man.

I said in my heart, I can die if I coax two sentences! But how can you ask for it directly? At the moment, he was silent and snuggled into his arms.

At this time, silence is better than sound, it is not necessary that everything has a beginning, a process and an ending, life is not, there are no six elements.

But somehow, they were clinging to each other as usual, but I felt that there seemed to be a layer of separation between me and him, and I felt that some people, some things, and some moods were no longer the same as before, and I was more concerned about myself. But it is said that women's intuition is accurate.

Forget it, there is wine today and drunk today.

I was relieved to lie down in his arms, but my heart was up and down, as if I felt that the lover around me, who seemed to be close to me, had undergone a subtle and significant change.

But what exactly is this change? Because of what? It's really puzzling.

(End of chapter)