Fell asleep. That kind of sleep is not stable, you can hear the sound, you can't open your eyes. Ai Ziyu felt that someone had gently dropped a blanket for himself.
The man did not go immediately, stood by his side for a long time, but in the end he only carefully raised the blanket and raised his voice.
Interest, he said: "The fool..." is full of distress and pity. Ai Ziyu slowly fell asleep.
When he woke up, it was already dark. He knows that the book is ready for dinner. There are vegetables and soups, and He Zhishu is sitting in the chair by the window, only fainted.
A yellow decorative light is quietly reading. At that moment, Ai Ziyu suddenly wanted to cry, he thought, maybe God is not willing to live up to a person.
Affectionate. What you have done is never just scattered like a smog.
Ai Ziyu feels that it is enough. Even if the relationship is not completely determined, they are no different from the couple.
Rejecting your own closeness, and even trying harder to accept yourself.
However, Ai Ziyu is more and more afraid. He simply does not dare to think that if one day He Zhishu left, he would become what he would be. He did a dozen
The doctor of the year can't save the life of the most loved one.
Ai Ziyu will never forget the night before He Zhishu’s birthday, they are obviously the most intimate gesture, and the fingers are entangled in the body, but they can
The heart is so painful. He kissed the eyebrows of the eyebrows and wet the face of He Zhishu. At that moment, he only wanted to hold the He Zhishu tightly.
To be able to trap this person with him for a long life and a hundred years old.
He knows that his birthday has been very happy. He talks with himself about Jiang Wenxu. He is already very calm. He loves hate and occupies him half a short.
Temporary life, it should be put down now. Only Ai Ziyu suddenly gave birth to a faint hunch, and there seems to be something to go to the end. he does not
I dare to think that the panic in my heart is more and more like a drop of ink in the clear water.
Later, I remembered that this may be the last day in my life that is rare and peaceful, and the later suffering seems to have begun to begin.
Ni.
In the end, He Zhishu did not leave anything, no will, and his last wish was only about how to deal with his body. The day he left was a yang
On a bright day, I struggled to wake up for a moment and said that I wanted to go to the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor to see the flowers in the lake and the flowerbed in the distance.
Ai Ziyu sat with him in a soft plush blanket and gently touched his hair and face: "It will bloom after the end of the year, you wait a minute."
not good? ”
He Zhishu fell asleep in his arms, his expression was not too painful, but his brows were always wrinkled. Ai Ziyu smoothed his eyebrows and his voice was mild.
Helpless: "You come to see the scene, and fall asleep when you fall asleep."
Ai Ziyu has been holding him until the afternoon, and He Zhishu is no longer a sleep, it is a coma. Ai Ziyu, who is quiet in the house, can only hear her heartbeat.
Sound, he went over and over again to find out the news of the book. In the evening, Ai Ziyu suddenly saw that He Zhishu seemed to mutter, and Ai Ziyu was close to He Zhishu.
The lips, I heard a proverb: "After school... Let's go home together..." He looked at He Zhishu, and He Zhishu’s face was very clear.
A little gentle smile. Ai Ziyu hugged him tightly and did not let go of the night.
Can you feel that feeling? The person you love the most in your life, the most distressed person, how many times I want to live with him for a lifetime.
People, in your arms, a little bit of loss of breath and body temperature... that feeling is a kind of desperate coldness and pain, can fall on a person most
Heavy punishment. What makes Ai Ziyu even more unacceptable is that perhaps the person he loves has no memory in his last memory.
The ashes of He Zhishu were scattered into Baikal, where the scenery was beautiful and the lake was quiet and gentle.
A person's emotions are usually initially suppressed after experiencing a great impact. From He Zhishu to back from Russia, Ai
Ziyu has always been an indifferent state that seems to have not returned to God. He also thinks that no one can do it. I am not coming out yet?
His anger against Jiang Wenxu only vented more, it seems that it is only completely isolated from all the things about the knowledge. But when he re
Going into the house, I saw two people's slippers, a pair of toothbrushes, a neat quilt in the bedroom, and he bought it for the book in the closet.
The clothes... The heart finally hurts, from the continuous pains of pain to the pain of suffocating madness.
After the departure of He Zhishu, everything in this house lost its meaning.
Ai Ziyu cried without warning. At that moment, he was not like a man in his thirties. His sadness was as pure as his teenage child.
And true.
Later, Ai Ziyu returned to Beijing, and there were two more things in his wallet that he had never had before - a 150,000 card, a blur
Photo of a man.
Ai Ziqian got a pair of dragons and phoenixes. When Ai Ziyu knew it, he went to see it. His brother took a chubby little boy to Ai Ziyu.
Look: "Looks like you were a kid?" Ai Ziyu smiled and said: "I don't know what I was like when I was young."
Ai Ziyu is coming to say goodbye to his brother. He has already done a Russian work visa and wants to stay there.
Ai Ziqian sighed: "You really don't make people worry...and for that person?"
Ai Ziyu nodded and shook his head: "I will take care of myself."
Ai Ziyu's decision that his brother can never change, Ai Ziqian's only hope is that he can be good.
"Come back often to see me and my dad, as well as your nephew and niece." Ai Ziqian sighed: "Take care of yourself outside... Have the right person to try
There is nothing in it everywhere. ”
Ai Ziyu was undecided and only smiled lightly.
Ai Ziyu brought a dog and four cats and a memory to live again. He didn’t hate Jiang Wenxu. The text message was enough for the man.
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10 years where i loved you the most chinese novel (Eng)
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