She was so nervous that she was afraid that her parents would come back at any time and find something unusual.

I'm also worried that the maid will notice that something is wrong.

She trembled at his kiss, or perhaps with fear, and cried and begged him to leave her room quickly.

Where is he willing to follow, maybe it was the moment when he first tasted the taste of the forbidden fruit, and he couldn't stop wanting her.

And since she was a child, she has never been able to refuse him.

He hugged her, shouted over and over again, rubbed her and kissed her to ask her to give it to him.

She could only tremble, tense and nervous, and let him do it.

In the end, he buried his sweaty forehead in the side of her neck, hugged her who was choked and apologized, and coaxed her again, tirelessly, over and over again.

She used to naively think that when she was young, she was in love for a lifetime.

But in the end, the full moon is a loss, and they are too young to understand what true love looks like.

Soon after, he said he was in love with another girl.

He took the other girl by the hand and walked forward, drifting away from her.

And she stubbornly left herself on that winter day.

"Zhao Lizheng."

She called him again.

He stood up, walked up to her, slowly crouched down in front of her, and gently took her hand.

Just like the day they broke up, he buried his face in her palm.

"Sister." His voice shuddered.

Maybe he felt something, but he didn't want to believe it.

"Have you ever loved me?"

She finally asked the most vulgar sentence, the most vulgar question.

Maybe she's still just a mortal after all.

That's why she forced herself down such a path.

In fact, the moment she asked, she regretted it a little.

Because there are some things that are completely punctured, and there is no hope at all.

And when you wear that veil, you can actually deceive yourself.

Outside the window was a bright April day, and she saw swaying branches and birds chirping and flying in the shadow of the sun.

The vase of flowers at the head of the bed in her room had completely withered.

She was going to have the maid take it out tonight.

She thought about the mess in a trance, trying to distract herself from listening to his answers.

But the moment he spoke, nothing was heard in her ears.

She still loves him deeply, cares about him too much, can't let go, can't forget.

"Chen Zhien, I have loved you, maybe, I love you more than I thought."

She shuddered for a moment, and looked down at him, his face still buried in her palm, but she felt hot tears in her palm.

"Zhao Lizheng......"

She called his name, but he wouldn't look up or look at her.

"Zhao Lizheng."

She murmured again.

Zhao Lizheng suddenly stood up and turned his back.

She stared at him blankly.

After a while, his emotions seemed to calm down, and he slowly turned around.

She saw that his eyes were red.

The current Zhao Lizheng is not the nineteen-year-old Brother Zhao in his memory, he is already a twenty-seven-year-old, mature and stable man with a successful career.

But her memory and life seem to stop forever in that year.

It doesn't matter what he becomes now.

The Zhao Lizheng she kept in her heart will always be Zhao Lizheng before the age of nineteen.

So Zhao Lizheng, who is now saying love to her......

What does it have to do with her?

After the age of nineteen, he is Jiang You, and he has nothing to do with her.

She shook her head gently in her heart, the heavy frost and snow that pressed on her heart had not melted for many years, and she was going to leave this world with her.

"You take care of your illness, you must get better, Zhi'en, you listen to me the most, don't you? So, no matter what, you're going to get better. ”

He touched her hair, and there was a faint wetness in her red eyes: "I'll come to see you again, next time I come, you must be much better, Zhien, can you promise me?" ”

She thought that she still couldn't see him sad, so she still nodded: "Okay, I promise my brother." ”

Suddenly, he hugged her, too heavy, too tight.

She has been sick for a long time, she can't bear to hug so hard, the moment she was taken into someone's arms, she only felt dizzy in front of her, and his arms wrapped around her, she only felt the same pain as if her internal organs were about to shift.

But she was reluctant to push it away.

For seven years, she is deeply in love with the person she secretly loves and embracing her.

She wanted to remember the feeling, the warmth and the smell of his body at this moment.

Then, if there is a next life, she doesn't want to love him anymore, she wants to forget about him.

"Good girl, Zhi'en, get better soon."

He slowly let go of his hand and gave her one last look before turning to leave her room.

He may never have imagined that it would be the last time he would see Chen Zhien.

The Chen Zhien who was densely rooted in every minute of his life, but he realized it later, and finally abandoned it.

The engagement between him and Jiang You, the process is simple, the ceremony is not trivial, Jiang You is pregnant, but the pregnancy has not been very stable.

Because she has been practicing dance all year round, her figure is very demanding, and she is thin and has almost no fat content, so she was hospitalized for a week after finding out that she was pregnant, and then she saw red again, and she was hospitalized for two weeks to protect the fetus.

On the night of the engagement, Jiang You opened a few gifts in the room.

There was an inconspicuous wooden box, she couldn't help but look at it twice, reached out and opened it, inside were two slightly rough woodcut dolls, she couldn't help frowning slightly.

I don't know who sent such a gift, but it can come to them.

She casually put the doll back in the box and was about to throw it into the trash can on the side.

One of the stabs took the box.

Jiang You raised his eyes to look at Zhao Lizheng in some surprise, and then looked at the box he was holding in his hand: "What's the matter, do you want it?" ”

"I like it very much, keep it."

Jiang You pursed the corners of her lips slightly, and after a while, she seemed to suddenly think of something, so she smiled at Zhao Lizheng very lightly: "She sent it." ”

Zhao Lizheng didn't speak, just took the box, turned around and walked to the locker, and put the small box into the deepest part of the drawer.

"You rest for a while, and I'll send off the guests." He closed the drawer and turned to walk outside.

"Stop."

Jiang You's voice was not loud, and even Qingling was moving, but the moment these two words came out, both of them were a little surprised.

Zhao Lizheng turned to look at her.

Jiang You sat on the sofa with his lower abdomen covered: "Ah Zheng, if I am not pregnant, will we still not get engaged?" ”

"When she got engaged, I asked you, and you said wait a minute, my mother is not in good health."

"Okay, then wait a minute, then she got married, I asked you again, and you still say that."

"Later, she became pregnant."

Jiang You laughed very lightly: "Ah Zheng, in fact, I was very confused at that time, because, I can't tell whether you are happy for your sister or unhappy." ”