When I returned to the Yuzhuang community, the door was not locked, and when I entered the house, I saw the doll bubble sitting on the bookshelf at first sight. I felt aggrieved in my heart, and there was an inexplicable pain in my chest, like a mine that had been planted, which I couldn't dig or touch, or blow up, but it sank to death, and my internal organs were almost broken.

I gently picked up the bubbles and touched the lines of her hair with my fingers. Suddenly, I felt a burst of soreness from my buttocks to the soles of my feet, and a pain in my whole leg, so I had to squat down. Then he smiled bitterly, thinking that he was too sad and couldn't stand?

I looked at the bubbles, then at the ring on my finger, and thought to myself that Shaoyang was really excessive! The cold war is the cold war, why find a rival in love to show off his might in front of me. When I think of the short-haired woman's flattering smile, I feel like the cracked internal organs are swelling. The original plan to resolve the Cold War was shattered before it could even begin.

I said to Bubbles, "Bubbles, do you think your dad is going too far?" ”

Squatting on the ground, after a long time, the pain just now disappeared, but the numbness was unpleasant. So he stood up and put the bubbles back on the shelf. When I turned around, I saw Zhang Teng standing behind me, I don't know how long. I tried to squeeze out an extremely ugly smile, pretending to be happy and joking with him: "Why is the president standing here, hurry up, please sit down." ”

Zhang Teng didn't care about what I said at all, he had a serious expression and asked, "Do you really want to marry Shaoyang?" ”

I was stunned by his question, and at this moment, for some reason, there was a sour feeling in my heart.

"Is it that obvious?" I shook the ring on my left hand and continued to pretend to be happy, but I felt an indescribable sense of depression in my heart.

"It's obvious." He smiled and sat down on the couch with his legs crossed. But there was too much pretense in his smile. Although I didn't understand why he echoed me and pretended, I knew that I could no longer continue to play the role of happy, so I threw Zhang Teng a sentence: "My things were left in the car, I'll go get them." And he snatched the door and went out.

Sitting in the car, the denim shirt was spread out in his arms, and tears kept pouring out. I don't know what's going on between me and Shao Yang, but he is angry about a trivial thing that seems to me, if it weren't for him, why would he behave like that at the dinner table, and why would he deliberately call the short-haired girl in front of me.

I ran my fingers over the denim shirt, imagining that the sunny boy on the college campus would shine as brightly as the brightest star in the night sky.

I stepped out of the car with my shirt in my hand and walked towards the riverfront home. It started to rain lightly, so I held my denim shirt tightly in my arms so I didn't get wet. Stand downstairs and count the floors until you reach Shaoyang's home.

It's been eight years, and I've loved someone for eight years. The scenes of my love for him kept replaying in my head. It was so beautiful that I couldn't help but turn from crying to laughing. How many girls in this world liked someone when they were young. The kind of like like the spring breeze blows the skirt in spring, the falling white locust petals fall on the long hair, and the fragrance of flowers hits, and you suddenly realize how lovely the world is. Unfortunately, there are too many people who are not so lucky to get together with the person they loved in the first place.

The rain was falling on my left hand, and I looked at the ring and thought how lucky I was to be that the person I fell in love with was also in love with me.

All of this is what I am looking forward to! And I can't let anyone else destroy it at this point. I'm about to leave Ting Nan, and I can't let anyone get involved in my love during this period.

So I grabbed my shirt and walked upstairs. Shao Yang once handed me a key, which was the key to our "wedding room" across the street from his house. He said that this was what a hostess should have. I pulled out my keys and walked into our "wedding room", found a chair, covered it with clean newspaper, and folded my denim shirt on the chair. I wanted to find a pen and paper to write to Shaoyang, but I couldn't find a pen after looking for a long time, so my eyes stayed on the paint I used to paint the wall last time, so I dipped the paint with the brush and looked at the wall, wanting to write something, but I was worried that the writing was too sensational and his parents would see it. So I thought about it and wrote four words on it: It's good to have you.