He followed her, and she walked fast and steadily, never looking back.
"Lovesickness..." As soon as he clenched his teeth, he quickly walked two steps around in front of her and called her name again.
She lifted her eyes indifferently, her face was thin, her hair was short like a boy's, and her knee length sweater was gray. She really wanted him not to recognize it.
He couldn't speak, so he looked at her, and she also looked at him quietly, but the eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of yarn, far away from thousands of rivers and mountains.
Lovesickness self confesses that she is not a hypocritical person. She used to be lively and bright, never willing to hurt the spring and autumn to talk about some romantic things. But now, she looks at the man in front of her, the man she has been with for four years, the man she once loved so much that she couldn't extricate herself, and the man she couldn't even hate. There is only one thought in her heart. We really can't go back 。
No longer, can't go back, can't go back to the first moment of meeting, can't go back to the moment of falling in love with him, he stands in front of her, but there is a cliff that can't cross between them.
In the stillness of the night, his black overcoat almost melted into the night, and the sideburns seemed to have a little white frost. She did not know whether she was dazzling herself or whether it was true. But in a short year, he was so old.
She does not deny that her heart has slipped through the pain, but she is only a person, who will be tired, will fall, will shrink.
Pinching her fingers one by one, she lowered her head and looked at her toes.
"You know the wrong person." Her voice is the same as before, just a low tone, a little dark.
Just five words, like a heavy hammer, struck him in the heart. His body was slightly shaking, and his face was more hurried and dispirited. He shook his head. His eyes were full of love, but also sad and careful: "Acacia, I know it's you, I know..."
"Sir." Lovesickness took another look at him. She couldn't believe this sentence. Except that, she didn't know what to say: "you really recognize the wrong person."
"Think..." He smiled feebly, his hand hanging on the side of his leg wanted to lift up to caress her face, but it was heavy as a kilogram, and he could not move after all.
Lovesickness has turned around, and Changsheng holds her hand, and the two go forward side by side.
Why did Jie Ya Guan bite her little by little, her cold words, the young man's provocative eyes, the two hands that she held together, were all like a fire burning his every inch of skin, he suddenly had a murderous look at the bottom of his eyes, the look was just a little flash, the two men standing on the same side followed him, the weak young man was no match, three or two were twisted first The arm is pulled apart at one side, the five features of long life are twisted together, the eyes of one eye are thick and unwilling and cruel, which is not consistent with his age. Why is Jie standing there steadily like Mount Tai? His deep eyes have swept the face of the youth, but the corners of his lips are slightly raised, which seems to give him a scornful sneer, and then he doesn't look at him.
Why did Jie go straight to Acacia? The long windy clothes set off the hem in the night wind, showing strong, slender and powerful pairs. Legs, his tall body was as lofty as a mountain, his steps were steady and powerful, not to say a word, but there was a momentum that can't be ignored. Here he is, others are like embellishments, which are ignored.
She was so angry that she stood there and squeezed her hands tightly. Her whole body was shaking. Her eyes were burning with anger. Her cheeks were burning red. She looked at him angrily. It was like a pool of cold water was boiling. How could Jie's heart hurt, but he was forced to laugh. Fortunately, he would be angry and angry, at least better than facing him without expression Now.
He went to her, and his tall body seemed to cover her whole body. He was cold and cold. She moved her lips, could not restrain her anger, scolding and admiration, or forced cold words, struggling with the contradiction of how to exit, but he had stretched out his hand to hold her hand, a firm and irresistible bully on his face, and his voice melted Into. Night, with a heart throb of depression: "follow me."
He took her hand and walked forward. As soon as lovesickness was turned around by him, he stumbled after two steps, and immediately began to fall down and didn't want to walk again. His strength increased a little, her voice of pain overflowed his lips, and his strength was lightened again.
Lovesickness broke his fingers with the empty hand, but he suddenly turned around. His eyes were like cold stars in the distant sky, which made people unable to guess. When he looked at her, he had deep guilt and pain. When she was stunned, he had bent over to hold her horizontally. She could not wake up to resist, so he strode to the car. The driver had already driven When she got in the car door, he was kicking and kicking. Struggling with her legs, she went in and shouted, "no one is allowed to come here!"
Close the doors and seal them up in this small space.
She is still in his arms. His hands are like iron. They are hot and tight. She can't earn them. There is a thin layer of sweat on her body. She is sticky and uncomfortable. She can't stay here. She can't go with him. She has to go back. Yinuo is still waiting for her. She has to feed Yinuo. She wants to go home. She wants to go home!
"Why Jie, why do you let me go with you? You are married. You have a wife. What do you want me to do with you? Let me go back and get whipped? Be beaten half dead to be your next love
Acacia forced herself to calm down. When she said this, there was no anger like that just now. Her lips slightly raised a little, and her eyes looked at him with a sneer, not dodging.
Like a ladle of cold water pouring down his head, he suddenly woke up. In the dark carriage, his breath and her wind together, so close distance, but let his hands and feet start to cold.
What is he doing? He said that he just looked at her and said that he would not intervene in her life any more. Why would he want her to go with him now?
Where is he qualified to take her? No, it's impossible for him to take her!
He got married and married a woman with a strong background. His life and future, Xiao Shu, are tied to that tree for the rest of his life. How can he take her away?
But let go, let her go? He can't do it. He just looks at the little boy holding her. He just looks at them holding hands. He can't stand it. He's like he's going crazy. How can he ask her to go back? Ask her to be with others, get married, have children
But he can't say what he wants to keep her. If he wants to keep her, he can't help it. He just wants his lovesickness to follow him secretly and become a blind love. When he has the ability to get rid of Du's family, he will give her a aboveboard status?
He could not have been so cruel to her, nor could he have been so impudent!
Hold her waist hand, a little loose, he decadent lean on the seat of the car, a moment like a teenager old.
Acacia immediately moved away from him. It seemed that he was some terrible beast. How could Jie breathe deeply? He could not keep her, but he was reluctant to say what he wanted her to leave, so he closed his eyes and waited for her to leave.
Acacia turned around, its voice was low in the closed car, and it was soft like a stream flowing in the Moonlight: "why Jie, the past things are gone, I am living a good life now, such an ordinary life, makes me feel very relieved. If you feel guilty to me, if you still think that I have been with you for four years, don't do it again Appear in front of me and don't disturb my life, OK? "
He didn't open his eyes, raised a hand and covered his eyes with the back of his hand. There was an unspeakable sadness, which gradually slipped through his heart. Finally, the little girl was lost by himself.
She is right. If he still has conscience, if he still feels sorry for her, don't involve her in right and wrong and danger. Since he can't save her, don't provoke her.
"I promise you, I will let go, from now on, no one will disturb your life, and I will not appear in front of you again."
He opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse as if he had rubbed coarse grains of sand.
Acacia suddenly turned back, but she was sad for the bottom of his eyes. She suddenly felt a slight pain in her heart. The soft light came from the street lamp outside the window, and she gradually saw that his sideburns seemed to be really stained with a layer of white frost, and he was also old. Why is that Jie who is always calm and introverted and high on the top? Why does that elegant demeanor make countless women fall over There will be such a look, and he will grow old one day.
Acacia bowed his head. This year, he is thirty-seven years old. She couldn't tell what it was like. She stretched out her hand, opened the door and bent down to get out of the car.
Now that he has promised, there is nothing more to say between them. She should leave and go back to her home.