I was only 22 years old when I first entered the new home he bought for me, and after all the hardships I went through, my career was finally off the ground. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Now there are only two unfulfilled wishes left, which should have been three, but from the day he got married, it became two.

These are two wishes that I have spent my whole life trying to fulfill.

And I don't want to talk about it in front of my current lover, because in fact he has 'nothing to do with me' right now.

Sitting on the sofa in my new home, my feet stromping rhythmically on the wooden floor, but my mind was thinking about things that were completely out of tune with the atmosphere in front of me.

My love, the guy who bought me the house, was happily fiddling with red wine and gobliograms.

He loved these things, and he looked like a gentleman all day long.

When did I first meet him?

Oh! I remember! It was that night of revelry, that night of colorful and bizarre light.

I like to go out at night, especially in early summer when it has just rained lightly, and the breeze is very pleasant.

When I was 20 years old, at that time, stage plays were just becoming popular, and those actors were on stage or singing and singing in imitation of foreign models, and I was doing small plays.

At that time, most outdoor stages would start after dinner, some in the community's main square, and some on the lawn or open space of the park.

Whenever I came across these walks, I would stop and watch, and then I started to like it – as long as the music wasn't too intense and harsh.

It's better than not being able to sleep at home anyway.

I've been sleeping very badly, day and night are reversed, I doze off easily in the afternoon, and I can't sleep all night at night.

Later, my work became busier and busier, and I often had to work overtime to entertain customers. So I don't have to go for a walk every night, anyway, walking is the same as working overtime at night.

As long as I don't have to be left alone at night in an empty room.

My mind wandered here, I heard the call of my lover, and I knew what he was doing without looking at him!

Because the freshly fried steak is really fragrant, I like this medium-rare ribeye steak the most.

Standing up, I deliberately walked to the decorative mantelpiece by the window, admiring the large flowers moving in the wind outside the window.

"It's a beautiful place! Thank you. ”

In fact, I expect the lover behind me to put down the plate in his hand, come over and hug me, and I enjoy the scenery together, isn't this the romantic plot in the TV series?

But the person behind him is still holding his stinky shelf (he didn't mean to put up a shelf in front of me, maybe the boss looks like this).

"Come and eat! The steak doesn't taste good when it's cold! He said solemnly, still busy with the first dinner of the day we had here.

In fact, if you measure it from the perspective of outsiders, my lover can be said to be a good man.

He was handsome, tall, worth a lot of money, and most importantly, he would cook for me and cuddle me to sleep.

In the eyes of any girl, he must be the ideal boyfriend or husband.

But instead he chose me, a lonely orphan with no savings or possessions.

When I first met him, I was moved by his fierce pursuit and sweet words for a year, and I buried too much hope in my heart, and my expectations for him were too high.

Another reason for this is that he never shied away from me, except that he wouldn't introduce my identity to my face, everything else was pretty good.

He even brought me to his parents, who treated me like their own son.

It is precisely because of this that my impossible hopes are finally defeated by reality......

"Don't stand at the window anymore, it's cool at night, close the window and let's eat." A deep baritone spoke to me in warm words.

With a sigh in my heart, I shifted my steps to his side.

He rolled out a napkin for me and handed me a clean, shiny knife and fork, his movements full of care and love.

“…… Tomorrow, I don't want to go to your house! "I plucked up the courage to raise my hesitation.

I hope to spend a day in this pure white dream house, alone and without anyone disturbing me.

But he shook his head: "If you don't go, you will disappoint your father and mother!" ”

'You're married to someone else!' What does it have to do with me whether they are disappointed or not? ’

I was tempted to say this, but after moving my lips a few times, I couldn't hold back.

I finally couldn't bear to be sad about him.

I remember on the day of his wedding, I was wearing a white gown and standing behind the bride, who was not much shorter than me, and at that time, I wanted everyone not to see my face. Because the smile on my face is so distorted and fake.

While eating, I spent the day trying to get rid of everything in my mind about his wedding, not to think about it anymore.

Sometimes it's good for me to shift my mind at the right time.

I have a face that a woman will think is delicate and clean when she looks at it, and a man will only think it is beautiful and slightly cute when he looks at it.

Overall, this face brings me more love than trouble. The men around me always felt that I needed protection, and they would always stretch out their arms to protect me.

Except for the old and stubborn uncle, I sometimes can't figure out, how can a teacher like such a stubborn and not handsome uncle?

However, if I don't understand it, I still sincerely wish my teacher to be happy forever, because without her, I would not be where I am today.

Three years ago, I was a poor part-time worker, running back and forth to the major recruitment markets every day, braving the scorching summer days or the bitter cold winds.

At that time, if you don't have a job, you have to continue to look for the white eyes of your relatives. We must continue to go to those people's houses and go door to door to 'eat and drink'.

Anyway, they just don't look down on me and think that I won't be productive for the rest of my life.

Maybe I do have some loneliness and loneliness, and some of them speak too badly.

I don't want to say that! Ever since my father died, no one has ever really smiled at me.

Just when I felt that I would never be able to feel a warm smile in my life, the teacher and the person who was in the limelight appeared in my life.

My teacher always said to me, "No matter what, work hard!" Difficulties are like thorns, the dream is Rapunzel hiding on the top of a castle in the forest of thorns, if you want to get Rapunzel, you have to use your sword to cut through the thorns! ”

Don't look at my teacher as a strong woman, she is very emotional! The bookshelves in the store still have Grimm's fairy tales and Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales.

The teacher often said that she liked these two sets of books the most, even if she was gray-haired and too old to walk, she would pick up these two sets of books and flip through them, and enjoy the beauty of her childhood.

Whenever this happens, the snobbish uncle will show a warm smile that is rare to see.

I think that's love, so the teacher is happy. And the teacher's eyes are always so warm when he looks at the uncle.

This shows that it is a deeper love, at least I have always understood it.