After finishing speaking, Nan Nan threw herself into Yoyo's arms in tears, and the three women hugged each other, their tears wringing the past so much that they wet each other's clothes. The failure and hardship of love make us cherish the friendship between women more, care about each other more, sometimes better than ourselves. I can understand that Nan Nan tore open the unhealed wound just to keep me awake. Remind me that love is sometimes not self-righteous, a few words. Commitment means nothing, and nothing without commitment.
We wiped away our tears with each other, expressing our strength and not being a woman hurt by love anymore. And sat on the floor leaning on the sofa, talking about his future plans. Nan Nan was the first to say, holding the hand of Yoyo and me, with a strong tone of sadness, "I plan not to marry for the rest of my life, and I will open a small shop by myself in the future, support myself, and insist on living an independent life. I am lonely. I¡¯m afraid, I miss you, so I¡¯ll call you and invite you to come and accompany me.¡± After speaking, she looked back and smiled, her face with wet tears, like a pear blossom after a heavy rain, extremely beautiful. If I were a man, I would definitely cherish such a woman, but it's a pity that God is jealous of her beauty.
Just when I was about to help Nannan wipe away the tears, Yoyo stared at Nannan with suspicious eyes, made a beating posture and pushed her to the ground, "Damn girl, I don't allow you to use 'trick' again in the future." Huo' is used on me and Tao Zi, do you think we are the beasts you raised in online games? You idiots who haven't learned Chinese well."
Scared by Yoyo's sudden arrival, Nan Nan was stunned, and said in a low voice, "But, what I raise is not a beast, but a pet~"
As soon as she finished speaking, Yoyo and I were angry and wanted to laugh. There was a tacit understanding in our eyes, and we reached a consensus that we should fix Nan Nan, a blunt and heartless guy. So, Yoyo and I pressed her hands respectively and scratched her itch. It wasn't until Nan Nan burst into tears from laughing that she stopped. She turned over, hooked me and Nannan's necks fawningly and asked, "What about you? What are your plans in the future? Will you marry?"
When it came to this serious topic, Yoyo looked a little more solemn, brushed her messy hair behind her ears, and said firmly, "I don't want to marry, I want to become a monk."
Surprised by her idiot's decision, Nannan and I reminded in unison: "Miss, you need a bachelor's degree to become a monk, and you will fail."
"So, my next plan is to go to college, and then I will always be with the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha for the rest of my life." Looking at her expression, she was as excited as an eighteen-year-old girl Huai Chun, and she knew that her decision could not be changed up.
So, Nan Nan pointed the finger at me, "Taozi, how do you deal with that little boy? Do you want me to help you solve the long-term pain rather than the short-term pain?" Her tone, although she cared about me, she regarded the man as a danger Cold blooded like animals. It made me feel that if this matter was handed over to her, it would definitely be heartless.
And in my own heart, there is no real decision. I can't think of a better answer to explain why Ken and I have to be separated, except that we can't see the future. If we fall in love again, our relationship should be buried alive in the distance of the city sooner or later. Maybe falling in love is for our future, Blank than blank.
However, there was still a glimmer of hope in my heart that I didn't even understand. I bit my lips tightly, held Nan Nan's hand, and fought for: "Honey, I know you are doing it for my own good, but what is really going on in my mind right now? It's messy, give me time to figure it out, and then I'll fix it, okay?"
Nannan was unconsciously regarded by me as an imaginary executioner in a love dream. If she didn't kill her, I would be happy.
(Women will have completely different views and attitudes after being traumatized by love. The more beautiful a woman is, the more extreme she is.) (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com