He said he was not happy. But people who have a weak ability to know happiness can't grasp happiness when they encounter happiness.

"Sample, park the car around the corner, I'll go get something." Zimu said slightly mysteriously.

"Okay." The sample is a little well-behaved, and it responds softly and glutinously.

"It's a rose, it's really a rose, it's a beautiful rose." With a little shyness and surprise, Xiao Yan tightly covered his mouth that opened unconsciously in surprise. I was just surprised that because of the casual sentence at the beginning of the relationship, "If we are together, Brother Zimu will send me flowers to confess", but Zimu silently remembered it in his heart.

In any case, Zhao Xiaoxiang is willing to believe that Li Zimu is a very good person, because he will tell Xiaoxiang to study hard and focus on his own growth, and he will also take the initiative to bend down to help Xiaoxiang polish his shoes, and even more because he is willing to listen to Xiaoxiang talk about the night of Freud's "The Interpretation of Dreams".

"Brother Zimu, look, that star is so beautiful, it looks like your eyes~" Zimu and Xiao Yan walked on the country road full of stars with their fingers interlocked, the evening breeze was gentle, and their faces were lightly; The lover is by the side, touching the heart. At that moment, happiness had a clearer look in Xiaoxiang's mind.

The giant wheel of time is moving forward rapidly, it never stops for anything, but with its irreversible power, it turns the sea into a mulberry field, so that the lovers finally lose their original appearance.

"Sample, this is my brother, who works in Hebei; This is my father's twin brother's son ......", while waiting for the car to be picked up, Zimu pointed to his family WeChat group to introduce his family members to the sample one by one, and the sample took the mobile phone handed by Zimu and slid it at will.

"My brother's circle of friends actually posted a video, why haven't I swiped it." Xiao Xiang asked Zimu suspiciously, and curiously clicked on Zimu's circle of friends.

The edifice of love never collapses easily, but what if there are dark clouds?

Zimu's video circle of friends on October 2, which was visible only to He Keren under the "preference" group, stinged Xiao Xiang's eyes and even more stabbed Xiao Xiang's heart, and also made Xiao Xiang realize for the first time that the little girl in Zimu's heart was originally someone else, even though He Keren was married and had two children.

Perhaps for Li Zimu, there is no morality and right and wrong in his love.

Xiao Xiang can no longer distinguish between the sea and the sky, the good and the bad, and I don't know if the relationship really can't be black and white, there is no ambiguity, but she is indeed sober and sobrieved in the little love that Li Zimu gave her, and she can't extricate herself.

Zhao Xiaoyan locked herself in a bottomless underwater cage and gently pulled out the only remaining bottle of oxygen tank, as if she was quietly waiting for her unnatural death to be officially announced by some mysterious force.

Girlish feelings are always poetry. In the wasteland of love, countless seeds have been sown in the quilt wood, and it seems that they can no longer be burned and cut down.

"When you're not together, if he likes He Keren, you can also try to accept it." Xiao Xiang loves Zimu, and he feels sorry for Zimu, despite the pain in his heart that day, although Zimu still chose to go out to socialize that day, Xiao Xiang still forgave him.