Kathmandu is full of temples, and every morning when you wake up, you will be dreamed of by the unique Sanskrit sound here, and looking out of the window, most people in the city are bathed in warm sunshine, and even if you have something on your mind, you will be moved by the faith on their faces. People here believe in Buddhism, will not bow three times and bow nine times, but put it in the bottom of their hearts, the Buddha said, the first fifteen years of looking back, in exchange for this life passing by, every time I think of this sentence, my heart will be overflowing with a trace of bitterness.

Perhaps, as the Buddha said, she and I just haven't practiced enough, right?

The hostess of the hotel was a warm-hearted lady who sensed that I was not in a good mood on this trip, and often asked her twelve-year-old son Ali to bring me some Nepalese specialties, and I was so ashamed that on the 10th day of my arrival, I decided to go out for a walk.

Ali can speak simple Chinese, and when he heard me say that he would pay him for some tour guides, a shy smile appeared on his face, a twelve-year-old young man, speaking broken English, but his eyes were full of sincerity.

He said he could take me to the Sacred Heart, but I shook my head and refused, he looked puzzled, but I was upset. I thought, wait a little longer, when my mind calms down a little, I'll go over by myself, Ali is still quite enthusiastic, and took me directly to the Monkey Temple.

Standing on the mountainside, I silently overlooked the dense buildings in the city, and suddenly involuntarily took the mobile phone, and when the camera froze, the joy of that moment disappeared in an instant, and I was annoyed to put the mobile phone back into my pocket and shouted Ali to go down the mountain.

I'll admit, I'm thinking of her again. So when you see the beautiful scenery and taste the delicious food, you can't help but think of her.

After going back to the hotel and taking a shower, I asked Ali to bring me a pack of cigarettes, the black cigarette case with capital letters written on it, opened it, took out one, and it didn't matter what it tasted like, and after lighting it, I involuntarily took a puff, okay, I'll admit, it's so hard to smoke.

After choking a few times, I threw the cigarette case into the trash in annoyance, opened the notebook, logged in to the mailbox, and involuntarily clicked on the fragment recorded earlier.

When we met for the tenth time, I made some preparations, Yingzi said, girls like romance the most, if I can invite her to watch the snow together, she will definitely be moved, I remember this sentence, but the fact is that when I saw her sad because of the misunderstanding with Zeng Ziqian, I did a stupid thing, yes, I lent her this good idea.

She gladly accepted, but my heart was not so wide, so before the snow, I drove from the hospital to her house, sat in the car and waited for half an hour, when the snow fell, the bitterness of the heart was as cold as the small snowflakes on the car window, she must not know, at this moment of me, both regretful and uncomfortable, as long as I thought of him and her sitting together watching the snow, I couldn't be calm.

What I didn't expect was that when I entered the community in a panic, I saw her standing downstairs alone, holding her hands and waiting for someone.

Fools know who she's waiting for.

I thought, either wait and see, seeing them standing together, it will be much easier to die, but after waiting for half an hour, she has walked around the community several times, and she is still alone.

I'm not stupid, and of course I understand that this is an opportunity, but I find that I'm not happy. Because as I walked over, I saw tears in her eyes.

It turns out that when I like someone, I will be unhappy when I see her unhappy.

In fact, if you like someone, you will secretly worry about your self-esteem, for example, at this time, I know very well Zeng Ziqian's position in her heart, of course, I also calculated, I was worried that he hurt her heart, but she refused to keep me in her house for more time.

How could I not know such an obvious gap? How can I be generous, I will tell myself, Liang Wenhao, so be it, don't be angry.

But when I heard Kuroko say that she was going to sell the house, she was not calm again. I don't know what misunderstandings she and Tsang had accumulated, but I knew what the house meant to her, and her father told me it was a down payment she had left her with her savings after her birth mother died.

How could she easily choose to give up a house that was so important to her? Her friend Xiaobai told me that she was going to draw a line with Zeng Ziqian.

The thought that had just been forced back came out of self-protection after learning the news. I think it's normal for an older man like me to be tempted by a single woman, right?

So I took the initiative to call her and the real estate company to confirm the basic information of the house.

I think something so important to her can't be handed over so easily.

I haven't seen her for a long time, this time she is ridiculously thin, I see it in my eyes, it hurts in my heart, how much damage is it to fall out of love, I also saw her put on a wedding dress before I really knew it, but at this time, I just felt incredible.

I want to take care of her, and I want to master everything about her, the desire to conquer that I have never had before, at this moment, the bottom is awakened.

I asked Kuroko for a drink, and he said, "Dude, if you like it, chase it." ”

I bumped into his glass with a cup of tequila and said, "I'm just going to chase her." ”

Kuroko arranged for us to go to the supermarket together, and this time, I witnessed another side of her - just like Ms. Fu said, she is a thrifty housekeeper. It was supposed to be a pleasant thing, but the buddy was unlucky and hit by the shopping cart.

This time, I saw a splash in her eyes, to be honest, I really didn't feel any pain at all, maybe I was too happy, after all, the girl I liked shed tears for me.

She must not know, before I knew it, I had seen her as a mysterious document, and the more I read it, the more I couldn't help myself, her chicken soup was delicious, her clothes were clean, her cooking skills were amazing, and even her lips made me greedy for it. I thought, this rib is going to break, this girl must be interested in me, right?

It turns out that I am too confident in my charm, after all, she walks with her heart, how can she forget it so easily?

Ms. Fu was surprised to learn that I had bought her house, indeed, since I returned to China, I have never bothered so much with any girl, she knows that I am really emotional.

She didn't think it was worth it, at least she was not happy to pay for my admission to the hospital, she said she was jealous, I had only known Yuan Xiaojie for a long time, and I dared to block my life. She also said that this is really like your dad.

I've heard a few versions of my dad, but in short, he is infatuated with my mom.

Ms. Fu still supported me, her exact words were that her life was almost lost, and it was not worth it if she didn't make some benefits.

Businessmen, sometimes they care too much about the gains and losses, but what Ms. Fu said is right, I really want to make some cheap.

For example, one of her hot kisses.

I don't hide my sincerity, but when I meet her, I don't dare to say these words.

The most infuriating thing is that I actually heard that man use money to measure her feelings, and at that second, I couldn't bear it.

In my opinion, for whatever reason, I don't think a man can measure a woman's sincerity with money, and this kind of insult is more shameful than forcibly pulling this woman into bed, he is insulting her, but it is also insulting his own choices.

There are many high-ranking cadres around me, playing with feelings, and they don't know what it means to humiliate themselves, and when Zeng Ziqian said that, I felt that they were the same kind of people.

I wanted to taunt him, but I knew, I couldn't say, I wanted to comfort her, but I knew she didn't.

After so many exchanges, I know that she is not a weak girl, she is a girl who likes to hide and cry, so that time, Zeng Ziqian came to me, and I only said one sentence: "If you find that her eyes are red, you must hug her first." ”

What she needs most is the man's hug.

Why do I know so well? It's hard to talk about it, because when I mustered up the courage to hug her and give her a little comfort, she just said thank you.

Such two simple words made me realize one point - to a certain extent, we are a kind of human being, a kind of unwillingness to compromise with fate, a kind of stubbornness that is unwilling to compromise with anyone.

I think we're all paranoid enough to hit the south wall and not look back.

During the time I returned to Xijiao, I went to Lin Bo's to practice calligraphy under the pretext of trying to make myself forget this unpopular emotional state, indeed, I wanted to calm myself down a little, but after returning to the city, I learned that she had looked for me, and I went to see her again as soon as possible.

This time it was a little worse, after all, there was blood.

It was also this time that Zeng Ziqian and I really stood on opposite sides. As a man, of course, I understand his so-called possessiveness, perhaps in a kind of revenge psychology, even after learning that she has a choice, I still try to close the distance between me and her in front of him.

She must not have imagined that Liang Wenhao, who was pure in her heart, still had such careful thoughts. But if I don't do this, how can that man treat her as a treasure?

Even if the result of this is only a polite refusal, I feel that it is worth it.

Ms. Fu has many mothers in common, and when she learned that such an "excellent" son was rejected, she couldn't bear to comfort me, so she simply told me another thing - someone framed her because of the advertisement.

Ms. Fu said, Wen Hao, if you haven't given up, I can settle this matter, but if you admit that you lost, you also have to tell me that I respect your choice.

I knew who the person who framed her was, and I thought of everything she might have endured, and I was not afraid of patients with various pathologies, and I was not afraid of the bloody scalpel, but at this moment, I was afraid, seeing her shed tears.

ps: I've been busy with a little personal matter lately, and it is recommended to refresh it at night, so that you have been waiting for a long time, I want to say sorry fiercely, in other words, I have to go out for a week on the 6th, before that, do you want to see Liang Wenhao, or Zhao Yang and Xiaobai?