The man stood by the window. The window opened, and the wind came in. The layers of window screens were blown in the air, and his clothes were also moved. Now it seemed that he was laughing a little unreal.
If you ask Tong en to describe his smile, it is very good-looking, good-looking at the same time with a mystery, a pleasure, and a serious.
He opened the drawer, took out an object, raised his eyebrow and looked at Tong en. He held up something similar to a postcard and said to her, "come and have a look."
After listening to the woman's vent, he couldn't laugh or cry. He bent up the corner of his lip and touched her face with the slender finger of his right hand. Tong en slapped it off impolitely.
His wrist was tightly clasped in the second when he stretched it out. Facing his condescending eyes, Tong en was furious and scolded him in a dumb voice. He said the words he had thought about thousands of times in his mind and gnashed his teeth: "heartless man! You men are heartless
He was so angry that he grabbed the photo from him and smashed it on him.
It's a pity that the bad man can't bear whether he wants to smile or not. He doesn't intend to let her go. He still presses her step by step. Tong en finally can't help but cry. After brushing two lines of tears, he stares at her with tearful eyes: "I don't want to know, I just don't want to know! Keep your photos by yourself and don't let me see them! "
"You don't want to know?"
Tong en thought that he would not lose control, but when he called out that sentence, his body trembled involuntarily.
Xiaoxiao often tells her that men are most nostalgic for their first love, because it's the white rose in their heart, because people are like this, the less they get, the more they can't forget.
For a moment, Tong en gathered in tears and began to roll, still pressing, "I don't want to know!"
Wan Jingting looked down at her carefully and shook his head. The next second he took the photo from her hand and approached her and asked, "is that what you guessed about me? My first love, do you care who that person is
As soon as the words came out, Tong en suddenly understood one thing. She was jealous. It sounded so sour that she blushed.
Tong en took the photo and told himself to calm down, "you show me what this is? Do you want to tell me that Miss Jin MINLING was your first love, or did you fall in love with her when you were 15? "
This picture should have been taken at school. Jin MINLING stands between the two and shows a sweet smile.
Tong en was stunned and held a corner of the photo. She knew all the people in the photo, but she could still see the outline. Bai Dong, Jin MINLING, of course There are also pretty men in the green period.
“……”
While staring at the picture, a man's deep and sweet voice sounded in his ear: "we are only 15 years old when we take this picture. 15 years old is the mood of puppy love."
It's not a postcard, it's a picture. Tong en's eyes are full of surprise. The picture naturally comes to her.
Tong's heart sank, and he went back, coldly glancing at the things that were handed to him.
"Come here." The man's tone showed a bit of helplessness.
His shadow was drawn long and thin by the lamp, and Tong en stood in his reflection, motionless.
"Don't touch me!"
He clasped back his hand, with a rare look on his face. He was like a child who did something wrong, wandering between never admitting his mistake and bowing his head.
Tong en didn't understand what he wanted to do. He only knew that he was suffering. Seeing that he held on to him firmly, he bit him on the right arm.