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    She is beautiful.  It is so beautiful.  Let people never forget.

    She likes to wear light-colored floor-length dresses.  Her long jet-black hair was tied into a ponytail with a plain headband.

    Graduated from Teachers College at the age of 20.  Is a primary school language teacher.

    Her life was smooth without any waves.  If the plot develops like this.  She will find an ordinary man to marry and have children with.  The trajectory of life is the same as that of most ordinary people in the world.  Ordinary life, ordinary death.

    Both parents are honest workers.  Work at sunrise, rest at sunset, and start again and again.  Like a fixed circle, she has been gazing at the outside world in the circle drawn by her parents.

    Sometimes she is curious about things outside.

    She is not a quiet woman.  She's beautiful, that's her capital.

    She wears beautiful clothes and dresses herself beautifully every day.  Like a rose in full bloom.  The aroma attracted a large number of men to follow.

    There are enough people who like her.

    She also has literary talents.  Dancing, singing, playing the piano Such a woman is beautiful.

    During the day, she works as an educator, quite well-behaved.  The three-foot podium is a stage for her to display her charm.

    And when night falls, she is another scene.

    Heavy make-up is mixed with the night scene.

    But not to the point of depravity.

    She is a well-behaved child in the eyes of her parents.  The docile and good girl in the neighbor's mouth.

    Until I met him.

    At her 21 years of age.

    He is ten years older than her.  Two people who had never met before met because of an ordinary gathering of friends.

    She didn't have a good impression of him.

    Until the party is over.  He suddenly walked up to her and said to her, I'll take you home so late.

    Be blatantly courteous.

    He is not handsome.  A thin face.  short and small.  Dislike.

    However, he was moved by the firm confidence in his eyes.  He smiled wickedly.

    She got on the back of his motorcycle.

    The winter wind blows violently on people's skin.

    Crowds, hustle and bustle, cities, street lights, bare trees on both sides of the road, and the howling wind hide these objects in the depths of memory.

    There seems to be no end to the ends of the earth.

    She worships heroes.  But she is surrounded by a group of honest and responsible people.

    Father was supposed to be her hero.  And the mother is too strong.  The composition of the family is obviously strong in women and weak in men.

    She has been restless since she was a child, always longing for a person who has the light of a hero.

    The motorcycle continued to move forward.  The sound of "Hula Hula" was noisy in the ears.

    He suddenly said to her, I have committed crimes before, I have been in prison, and I have just been released.

    She was taken aback.  But not afraid.

    "If anyone bullies you in the future, tell me, and I will clean him up for you." He turned his head and smiled at her.

    Then there was the sound of motorcycle brakes.

    He looked into her face and said solemnly.

    "I can die for you."

    Perhaps it was this sentence that moved her.

    "I can die for you." Lie or truth?

    He is ten years older than her.  Ten years is enough time for a man to meet many women.

    She is only 21 years old.  There is a longing for love, but it is still in the stage of ignorance.

    Under the cover of night, she nervously grabbed her sleeves.

    The neon lights in the distance brighten the starry sky.

    This is the scene where they met for the first time.  Long and deep.  ingrained.

    She still remembered that he was wearing a black down jacket.  When the motorcycle is driving on the road, the down jacket is like a balloon that is inflated and bulging.

    He is a well-known gangster in this city.  Fight and fight, form cliques.  Have a record.

    When black information about him kept coming into her ears from all directions, she didn't want to stay away from him, on the contrary, she wanted to get closer to him.

    She knew he had a wife.  There is also a nine-year-old son.

    She followed him to fight, stood by, and watched from a distance as he bullied others, or was bullied by others.  He will always be that winner.  Even if the whole body is hurt.  Eat, drink and have fun with the money earned from fighting.

    She is still a primary school teacher.  People around her don't know that she is in a relationship and is a street fighter.

    Until one day, he beat someone paralyzed because of a mistake, and the other party called the police."I'm not crazy. I'm sane."

    The man showed no signs of struggling under his strong squeeze.

    "I know you hate me." He opened his red eyes.

    "You became like this because of me. You hate me, you hate me every day. You don't need to pretend to be nonchalant. I can see through your thoughts at a glance."

    "I don't know why you agreed to go into exile with me in the first place. Now we are like two puppets with no bond except to live. You are still young, and you can leave me at any time to find a better home. I don't want to  Go back to jail." He burst into tears.

    Her lips quivered.  But he couldn't say a word.  I had to lower my head and cry harder.

    "I was on the run for seven years. We experienced poverty, hunger. We lived like a husband and wife. From the beginning to the end, I always felt that what I got was just a shell. What you love is not me, but a hero who exists in an ideal world.  I'm a bad guy, but not bad enough. Hate life with no return date and repeat it every day. I think we're all tired of it. I don't want to wait for you to say leave."

    He walked up to her.

    Gently kissed her forehead.

    "I don't just like you." He said in a natural tone without ups and downs.

    The sound of a police car sounded outside.  The lingering voice resounded through the night sky.  The snow is getting bigger and bigger, covering up all right and wrong.

    "It's time to end! I let you go, and I let myself go. I killed someone, and I may be sentenced to death. Maybe we will never see each other in our lifetime."

    She kept her head down all the time.  Don't dare to look him in the eyes.

    He straightened his collar.  There was a violent knock on the door.

    "Is anyone here? Is anyone here?" A chaotic voice sounded.

    Did not wait for them to react.  A group of policemen broke in through the door.

    He didn't fight back.  Stretch out your hands.  A pair of cold handcuffs were put on his hands.

    The moment he turned to leave.

    She yelled at him with all her might.

    "I hate you for being fake."

    "I love you for real."

    When he heard this sentence, his body froze.  A smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

    He walked out of the room slowly.  Like a hero with light.

    A hero that belongs to her alone.

    Regarding this past incident, she never mentioned it to the people around her.  She didn't go back to her hometown.  Settled down in that city and found a legitimate job.

    No one knows about her past.

    She has a new name.  Age changed.  Because of her beauty, many people pursue her.

    But she has never been married.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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