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Chapter 47 Man, Smoke

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    It's September.

    ken was by my side, the cigarette butts were thrown all over the floor, I can't remember how many packs I smoked, the smoke and fog filled the room, thickened the parting of life and death.  Ken is going back to Guangzhou tomorrow, and my love can't escape being divided into sections by the city, and I'm silent on the other side's silence.  There was no space for words, and the voice in my heart was amplified, and I couldn't bear the panic of losing, so I screamed out.

    It was Ken who broke the deadlock first, "You know what? Taozi, I want to be your dragon and phoenix."

    "Ah?" Surprised by his inexplicable sentence, "What do you mean?"

    Ken moved towards me, and said jokingly, "But I don't want you to say that I'm not a man." I was confused by this man's illogical thinking, and the more I listened, the more confused I became.  He held my cigarette-dipping hand, stroked it, and recited a sullen post I once wrote:

    "Longfengchengxiang", you are not a man!

    After smoking Longfeng cigarettes for so long, if I don¡¯t write anything about it, I will definitely feel that I am ruthless in retrospect.

    It is the same impoliteness as there was a man who loved me a long time ago, and I forgot to say thank you to him.

    First of all, I remember that it prefers to wear a red plaid shirt, can stand upright, does not bend over, and has no bad habits.

    Not even premarital sex, other than the parents who produced it, I was the first person to rip its underwear and see it naked.  The pure white filter also proves that it has not been sucked, it is pure and unworn.

    Of course, as a veteran, I feel quite ashamed. My rich experience makes me know that it will be smoother to start with its belt first.  In return for its cleanliness, hands are always gentle.

    It once mentioned to me that an incomprehensible wretch was a fool. To achieve his goal, he slashed across the body of his half-brother with a knife, almost breaking his incense.  Not as tender as when I circled its body with my fingers.

    Yes, it's just that I can't bear to tell it that I'm an old smoker, and the evidence is that it will see nicotine in my lungs after death.  I don't want it to be sad, and I'm afraid it will cry. Once the smoke gets wet, it will be damp, and the smell will be bad, which makes me uncomfortable.  Even if it poisons me without knowing it, I want to die happily.

    Maybe it doesn't even know my name after it dies, but I've sucked its name closer to my heart.  The four characters "Dragon and Phoenix Bring Prosperity", the beautiful brush calligraphy has lingered with my whole life. If I have no choice, I can only sigh that it is not a man, and even if I die tenderly for a few lifetimes, I will not be able to write love.

    After reading, he leaned against my ear and said softly, "I want to be the man closest to your heart, and I will never leave you for the rest of my life, and protect our love." Ken is a terrible man, my love  Lost in the trap of his infatuation, there is no power to parry.

    At the airport, kisses replaced the farewell words, and the urging of the broadcast made me think he would leave without saying anything.  Watching his back shrink slowly, even though I knew it in my heart, I was still disappointed that he didn't tell me personally.  When I turned around, I heard a clear voice passing through the crowd: "Taozi, wait for me, December."

    He said he would come back to spend Christmas with me in December, I thought he forgot.  I kept walking outside without looking back, afraid that I couldn't help the urge to run towards him, and wanted this person who took my heart to take me away with him.

    Tears, because of feelings, it is not just water.  Evaporate tears with the wind, parting cannot evaporate, so let me dream of a reunion.

    (Women don't like parting because they don't feel safe and because they are too dependent.) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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