Chapter Seventy-Four: Memories Chapter 7: Love and Unlove

I'm twenty-eight years old, but I haven't had a boyfriend yet. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It's not that I'm not attractive, I have a very beautiful appearance and a very attractive body, at least that's what people around me say.

It's not that I'm poor and white, I need help from others, I have a good living condition, and my father is a director of a group company.

I am the only child of my parents, they spoil me, they love me, they tolerate me, no matter what I want to do, as long as my father can help me, he will support me.

Therefore, it can be said that I am truly a child born with a golden soup spoon in my mouth, a treasure who has fallen into a blessed nest.

When I was fifteen years old, my mother died, and for the first time in my dictionary were words for pain and despair.

But they were only temporary, my father loved me and my mother dearly, and after my mother left, he used all his body and mind to make up for my pain, so I quickly became a very happy little angel again.

I thought it was going to go on forever.

Until one day, I met him: a tall, handsome, beautiful man with burning eyes.

He has a temperament that no one can replicate, like the god of the Three Realms, the darling of the heavens.

I have always been arrogant and extremely demanding of my other half, and I never overlooked the abilities of men because of their handsome appearance.

However, he became an exception, and I almost fell in love at first sight, leaving behind all the family and value I had cared about.

That year, I had just turned twenty-one and he was twenty-nine.

At that time, he was doing not good or bad, he was running around for his career, and I became his nobleman, a nobleman who had the ability to help him and invest in him.

People in need always reach out to those who can help them, don't they? Besides, I still have an interest in him.

I don't know if he saw it, but I just know that soon we became friends, not ordinary, but not close either.

However, at that time, my world had changed for him, no longer casual, but translucent—transparent and beautiful.

Transparent because I can't hide my heart at all in front of him, and beautiful because I have no regrets and unreasonable love.

Later, when my father found out about this, my father didn't say anything about my love, but just asked, "Does he love you?" ”

"I ...... I don't know. My answer was vague.

Actually, I know that he doesn't love me, although I don't say it explicitly, but I can tell it from his eyes.

Why can I see it?

Because of the superiority of my own conditions, I have almost experienced all kinds of admiration and even fascination.

But there was nothing in his eyes, nothing I wanted.

I'm not saying he's taking advantage of me or that he doesn't like me.

You must know that liking is not the same as love, and liking comes in various forms, but there is only one kind of love.

I believe that he is grateful to me, that he treats me like a sister, and that he is a confidant.

But love is indeed absent in his eyes, and the focus of love in his eyes is always in that unknown distance, and I don't know how to adjust it to my eyes. You can only give more in exchange for that unloving care and attention.

I couldn't tell my father that if I told the truth, he wouldn't invest a penny for him, so I had to keep it a secret.

Many years later, I learned that he had an unusual first love, a woman who could be said to be the love of his life.

So it's not that he doesn't want to love me, it's that I'm a step late. I comforted myself with this, and at the same time I was constantly afraid that the woman would suddenly appear in front of me.

Other than that, we get along happily.

He told me that he ran away from home when he was twenty-one years old because of hatred, and then for five whole years he was very depraved and decadent, hovering on the edge of hell and struggling.

Later, because of the news brought by a friend, he finally had a reason to cheer up, so he picked up his career again and worked hard for it.

I'm curious, cheer up not because I figured it out, but because of the news brought by a friend, what kind of news and friends are it?

However, he was reluctant to say it, and every time he didn't want to say it further, he would be very cold, and his eyes would be full of sadness.

It's like a broken child, yes, it's only then that I feel like a child.

Not a child who is hurt by others, but by himself.

In the long contact, my father became more and more appreciative of him, he was indeed a capable person, and he often praised me for his extraordinary vision, but I could only smile bitterly.

At that time, I would never have imagined that love would go in an incredible direction in an incident that happened when I was twenty-eight years old.

Surprise or surprise is not enough to describe my mood after that, anyway, I can only say that there is no difference, it is still very satisfying.

It was also during that event that I met the woman, his first love.

A woman who had no money, loved him all his life with his son, took care of him for twenty years, persevered for five years because he went astray, and avoided him for nearly ten years.

It's not strange for you to say that such a person is strange, but I can't understand it anyway.

I've always been straightforward in expressing my love, just like I've always bound him in my father's name.

Whew~ Some things will get tired after being tied up for a long time, not that love has decreased, but that people are tired, really.

That's why I was pleasantly surprised that my love didn't go badly in the end! Isn't that so......

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The woman was lying alone on the bed, her eyes were red from crying, her beautiful face was full of tears, and her delicate makeup was like graffiti on her face at the moment.

Today, a man who has loved him for a long time is desperate to confess to her, and at that time, the person she loves is by her side.

I thought I could get a little care or a jealous look.

However, he actually gave himself a day off and let himself go on a date with that guy.

The woman was simply mad, her temper came up as soon as she said it, and she slapped the table directly and left.

When she got home, the woman didn't eat anything and cried until the evening.

There is no one in the family today, and my father has gone abroad and it will take a week to return. The woman wiped a handful of snot and tears and began to pour out her feelings on WeChat.

Halfway through the thought of the words, the woman suddenly remembered a special WeChat that often left messages, and the experience and testimonials there were very popular with women.

So, she gave up the mood halfway through the writing and went to look at that Weibo instead, hoping to see something special.

"Love is the bird that flies, even if it is a thorn bush, as long as you are willing to perch, you can do it, if you are not afraid of scaly wounds all over your body......"

'What, it's a boy, but he writes these nasty things. ’

At that time, the woman was sad and sad, but she would not think that her love was full of thorns, because she had money, status, and a heart that she thought was brave.

So, women care a lot about this sentence.

She wanted to post some comment, but she couldn't write anything, and in the end she could only write one word, "Alas......"

Unexpectedly, the other party actually responded to her comment, and it was very fast.

"Why?" Straight to the point.

Women choose to ignore, what why, why should I tell you?

"Why?" Asked again.

The woman was still silent, but she was starting to take a little interest in the other person.

When the other party asked why for the third time, the woman finally couldn't help but respond:

“…… Just follow your feelings, can't you ignore it? ”

"No way!" A very positive answer, reflecting the stubbornness of the other party.

Then, like a joke and a quarrel, the two of them talked in WeChat.

"You're too stubborn, you're stalking, and your boyfriend doesn't love you, so you come to my Weibo to vent."

This was the last sentence sent by the other party, and the woman was very angry at first glance, so she immediately turned off the phone and stopped responding.

However, when the phone was turned off, the woman's mood did not know why, but she improved.

'Really, I'll be in a good mood when I'm scolded, I'm not stupid today. The woman complained inwardly, but she could no longer make an angry expression on her face, but curled the corners of her mouth.

The corners of this woman's mouth are particularly good-looking, curved, curvy, and beautiful with three points of playfulness, most men probably can't resist her charm.

'Humph! Tell you to scold me, be careful that I promote your Weibo to the whole world! ’

The woman made a small threat in her heart, got up from the bed and began to wash and cook......