Chapter 59

Therefore, when I said this sentence and saw her face full of astonishment, disappointment, sadness and regret, I suddenly felt that I was wrong. I couldn't be wrong any more!

Maybe the fact is not as I imagined, I thought, she is not a worldly woman.

When I heard my initial question, big wave didn't answer me directly. Maybe she is hesitating, or thinking about what kind of development she and I will become, what degree and how to continue

I believe she is hesitating.

Isn't that bullshit? We've only known each other for one night. It's a miracle that we can step out of each other's body. How can we reach the sky step by step and think of trusting me for life?

I don't believe it.

However, I should not arbitrarily think that she just wants to cut off all ties with me, although, with some inferiority, this is what I hope.

After the Linfen incident, I have no energy to experience a love that ends in nothing and fills the void.

However, when I found out that I was wrong at last, it was too late to go to grandma's house.

When she heard my conclusion, her eyes were mixed with various expressions, and finally gathered into two kinds of charm, sadness and disappointment.

Wrapped in a towel, she stood up, her face flushed away, and gradually poured into a layer of frost.

"You may go!"

Big wave suddenly said a, the face is expressionless.

I didn't even have any extra words to explain.

At this moment, I saw the big wave, which is what I used to show in front of people.

"Sorry, I, I didn't mean that..."

I regret this in my heart. I'm still studying psychology. How can I not understand the key when it comes to myself.

"I don't want to listen any more. No matter what you mean, I don't want to, don't want to, and won't listen to another word. You go, go now!"

She stood with her back to me, her body as tempting as the devil was full of endless charm in the towel and quilt.

Big wave is not far away from me, even I know that under the thin towel quilt, is her graceful body that can arouse my desire at any time, but But I feel that between me and her, suddenly separated from a never across the past graben.

Just like Dong Yong and the seven fairies.

The difference is that on July 7, when they meet at the magpie bridge, I know that Xiao Lang is a passer-by!

I regret it, because I'm self righteous.

I don't want to give up, such a good woman, but because of my humble identity, unplanned future and inferiority complex in the gap between the rich and the poor, I gave up

But even so, even if I admit that I might be wrong, if I could go back in time and do it again, I might still say so and choose so.

I believe even in her heart, she will admit that she can certainly suffer from the poor boy who came out of a small county, a little prison guard in a female prison? Can you stand the noise of your family? Or in the face of a husband who is not as careful as she is, and who lives like a slave?

Her hesitation shows that she is also weighing these problems, and that she also thinks of all these obstacles.

Therefore, even if I regret and do not give up, I don't think that my choice is better than pestering with her and finally breaking up black and blue!

She and I, after all, are not the same horse and mare drinking water in the same trough. But in this world, where are so many examples of Dong Yong and the seven fairies?

Even if so, are they happy?

I looked at her slightly trembling shoulder, sighed, and gently went up to embrace her bare fragrant shoulder in the air.

A little effort, pull over the body, hard to the delicate lips to kiss up!

"Let go, let go of me, eh ~ ~"

her cherry mouth was blocked by me, leaving no gap.

I don't know. After a few minutes, our chests were about to explode because of the feeling of suffocation. There were tears of sadness and begging in big wave's eyes. I I also shed tears.

Let go, let go, I quickly put on the clothes that have been dried, turned around and left.

I didn't even look at her on the carpet.

I can do a lot of things for her, I know my heart very well, as long as she needs, it's OK to go through life and death for her.

But now I have to go, clinging to each other, only to let each other may be able to barely survive a trace of aftertaste and love, and eventually spent in complaining, loss and unequal living conditions.

I'm gone. I'll never look back!

The moment I stepped out of the gate, I even felt that I and big wave never met again.

Her mobile phone landed in the unit, I do not know her number, so unless you come here to find her, the vast sea of people, how to meet again?

Looking back 500 times in the past life, we can get a pass in this life.China is so big, T City as the provincial capital city, millions of people, she and I, where there are so many coincidence probability?

Whether she hates me or loves me, at least, I think this is the best choice for both of us.

Villa downstairs, I stopped body, a few seconds later suddenly looked back to the second floor window.

There, I saw something flickering and the window screen swaying.

……

"Zhi ~ ~"

a strong sound of sudden brake fixed my thoughts in the picture when I left. I turned to look at Lanjian, a mysterious woman who, until today, will be corresponding to my big wave of joy and her in reality.

"I'll ask you a question and answer me honestly!"

She leaned on the steering wheel, neither meaning to get off, nor the mood to continue to drive forward.

"Well, you say, LAN Jian!"

"You Do you want to call me Lanjian when we are alone? "

She spoke very fast and quickly, her voice was suddenly high, her face was angry, and a pair of pigeons on her chest were fluttering in her shirt, as if ready to come out.

"I, what should I call you?"

I said pitifully, "I don't even know your name..."

This sentence export, LAN supervisor once again "poof Chi" laugh out a voice.

I thought, maybe in fact, she didn't have the kind of hatred and hatred on the surface.

"It's called Sister

LAN supervisor glanced at me, "call me sister LAN when there is no one."

Sister LAN?

In my mind, I quickly analyzed the difference that this appellation brought to me and her.

Maybe she is releasing a kind of message of kindness or forgiveness, or limiting a line for us, the pure emotional line between sister and brother.

I don't want to. I don't know why. I just don't want to.

I said, "either call your name, or Lanjian."

She looked at me, motionless for a long time, and finally said, "OK, that's it!"