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Chapter Thirty-Eight

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    After walking for a long time, I finally saw the end of this road.  Except for a few butterflies flying by the roadside, there was no one there.  However, when I was still on the way, she obviously called me to tell me that she had arrived.  Just when I wanted to call her, I saw a girl swinging on the swing in the dam on the left.  Her feet, wearing a pure white narrow dress and round-toed flat-heeled shoes, swayed with the swing.  With her head lowered, her permed long hair looked a little messy, casually scattered on her fair skin.  There is a pure and shattered emptiness. This feeling makes me want to get closer and understand, just like a hunter's instinct to catch animals.  I forgot my fear, let go of Ken's hand, and signaled him to wait for me quietly in place.  Walking slowly, perhaps sensing my approach, she stopped, looked up at me, and said, "You're here."

    Staring at her face, I was literally taken aback.  It's not that it's ugly, but that the beautiful face is so lifeless that there is no life at all.  The big eyes are stagnant water, and the dark circles under the eyes are as thick as exaggerated smoky makeup.  Three points are human-like, seven points are ghost-like.

    "Yeah," I replied, walked over and sat down on the other swing next to her.

    "I'm sorry to make you run so far." She smiled hard, as if the sun was about to exhaust all her strength.

    "Do you like it here?"

    "No, I just want to play on the swings. The swings here are very similar to the ones my father made for me when I was a child. Unlike the ones in the city now, they are all made of cold iron chains." According to psychological analysis, I know that she is homesick  up.  "Why don't you go back?"

    "I can't go back, I've already broken their hearts, and the path I've taken, once it has started, it's impossible to go back." She leaned her head on the swing rope, like a helpless little deer, looking for  There is no way home.

    "Do you still love rice?" I asked this sentence, I didn't know how she would react, but I still asked.  Not as excited and obvious as I imagined, she said lightly, "So what about love? The person I chose at the beginning can't stick with me until the end." After a pause, she added: "She doesn't love me anymore, maybe  I have never been in love. We just pity me when we are together. It doesn¡¯t matter if we break up. What I have done has already made her unable to hold her head up in front of her friends If breaking up hurts, I hurt her more than her  Me first, she was right."

    The three words "she is right" made me feel the kindness of Cocoa's nature, and he never remembers or hates those he has loved.  It was because her kindness reached the point of weakness that she easily compromised with fate and embarked on a path she thought was doomed.

    "Do you like this kind of life?" I couldn't help asking her.

    "Like it? How could you like it?"

    "and you¡­?"

    Ke Ke looked into the woods in a daze, and said secretly: "So what if I don't like it? How can I live? Except for going back and forth in black and white every day, except for getting worse day by day. When there are many people, I laugh wildly.  When I was young, in addition to indifference or indifference, I even doubted whether I had any feelings. I lived so that I felt that my tears were fake."

    I can't answer her question. I want to find a suitable way to tell her that there is another way to go, but I can't say it. Some things, not among them, may be really hard to imagine and solve. After all, I am not  No matter how well she said it, she looked cool.

    It's not that there is nothing to say, it's just that I can't find a breakthrough.

    "Are you interested in seeing the life I'm living now?" Coco suddenly said to me, looking at me and smiling.

    ?To be honest, I was curious, nodded, and asked professionally: "When?"

    "If you have nothing to do tonight, let's do it today."

    "Well good." I agreed to her, and I had an inexplicable feeling, as if I was watching a bloody scene instead of Rice. Maybe she knew that Rice asked me to come to her, so she wanted me to convey this message. I  Admittedly, what I'm thinking at the moment really seems very small.

    Coco got up and was about to leave, I followed behind her without saying a word, Ken saw me following Coco, and followed me quietly all the time.

    Keep walking, keep walking through the feasting and feasting, and keep walking through the sensual places where she forced her face to laugh.  Coco is wearing revealing clothes, showing off her most mature demeanor at the age of twenty, like a ripening apple.  The appearance is ruddy, but the bite is so sour that tears fall.  When we parted, she was smoking a cigarette, and the smoke wrapped around her plain hands, entangled with the simplicity and tenderness that should have been.  She smiled prettily, and the light clothes hung on her body like silk.  As if once touched, it will fall off, tempting a man with bad intentions, and the wallet of a casual man tempting her frail youth?

    Everything that should be said has been said, and what should be persuaded has been persuaded, but she insisted on choosing her own choice.  If it weren't for the tears in her eyes when she turned her head back when we parted, I wouldn't know that her willingness is not happy, and I wouldn't understand that willingness doesn't equal freedom.  She became a slave to money and fell into a demon of decadence.  Natural beauty did not bring her luck. She said that she once hoped that she would look ordinary, or even a little ugly, so maybe she would not have the qualifications to be bad.

    (The sorrow of marginalized women, whether beauty is the bane or not cannot be verified. I can only sigh that I have indulged my body and given up the right to love.) (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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