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Chapter 5 The past is unbearable

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    It was by chance that it was Rosie in front of me.

    Rossi looked at me with a big smile.

    I asked: Why are you here?

    I am here to sell words.

    Only then did I notice: Rossi was still holding a flower basket in her hand, and there were still a lot of flowers in it. It seemed that the business was not good and not many were sold.

    I deliberately asked: How is the business today, and how much was sold.

    Rossi said ashamedly: I'm so embarrassed, I haven't sold a single flower since morning.

    I was moved with compassion again, if it is not easy to sell, I will buy it.

    Rossi seemed even more unconscious, so how can it be, you helped me yesterday, why is consciousness bothering you today!  Rossi's face turned red as she spoke.

    I smiled, it's nothing, my wife likes flowers very much, so I bought them for her.

    I paid and bought the flowers again.

    Looking at the flowers in my hand, I thought what kind of expression Xiaofeng would have if she knew that I bought flowers to help this girl, so I smiled helplessly.

    Rossi asked: What are you laughing at?

    Unexpectedly, Rossi's Chinese language is so good, and the pronunciation is still very standard, which is really rare.

    I said: Nothing, just remembered some things in the past.

    Rossi nodded believing it was true.

    Rosie and I just walked on the beach like this, Rosie didn't seem to have the consciousness to go back, and I didn't even want to go back to that home.

    The two of them walked like this, and the sea breeze made me very comfortable.

    People who don't know us think Rosie and I are a couple.

    At this time, my heart was moved, and I went back to the car and took out the flute that Baixue gave me. I have always kept this flute by my side.

    Rossi looked at me strangely and asked what it was.

    I fainted!  This girl can speak Chinese, since I don't know Chinese musical instruments, I can't believe it.

    I said this is a flute, don't you know?

    Rossi shook his head at me and said, what is this for? Is it for food?

    This left me speechless even more.

    Picking up the flute, I played the thoughtful song.

    The melodious sound of the flute is remembered again, and I can feel that Rossi has been infected by this piece of music, and seems to be missing someone in his heart.

    But I don't know who I am missing, the song is over.

    Rossi was still intoxicated in this song, and she didn't come back to her senses. I just looked at her like this.

    At this time, I found that Rosie is really beautiful, and the mature beauty of Western women is reflected in her body. I couldn't help but look a little crazy.

    Neither of us spoke, we both had our own concerns.

    After a long silence, Rossi finally spoke and asked: "You haven't told me what your name is yet."

    That's right, the last time I left in a hurry, I haven't left my name yet.

    Yin Feng, I replied.

    Rossi nodded.

    Yin Feng!  You say what love is, or what love is like.

    Rossi suddenly asked this question and I was a little overwhelmed and unable to answer.

    I glanced at Rossi and said, I don't know how to answer this question for you, I think you will know later.

    In fact, it's not that I don't want to tell her, but that I don't really understand love, and I don't know how to tell her.

    Rossi asked relentlessly: You are married and still don¡¯t know what love is?

    I didn't expect this little girl to have such a powerful mouth, which left me speechless.

    I am married but this marriage was not what I wanted. I don't know if it was impulsive or something else. I always feel that this marriage is not very happy, nor is it as beautiful as I imagined in my heart.

    Marriage is like a tomb, but I have entered the tomb and become the living dead inside. This feeling is really worse than death. Although Xiaofeng loves me very much, I don¡¯t have that kind of feeling for her, so I just perfunctory her, and it¡¯s okay.  That said, I myself don't know what I'm doing right now.

    Rossi shouted from the side: what's wrong with you.

    I didn't notice Rosie calling me and kept thinking about my past.

    Rossi called me several times before I could respond.

    Not conscious, that's all I can say.

    Rossi said apologetically: What's wrong, did I mention something that made you sad?

    I gave a wry smile, no.

    Then can you; I don't know what she meant when she said that these two are similar, so she asked: What is the similarity.

    Rosie took the wallet out of his pocket, and when I opened it, I found a photo of Rosie with a Chinese who seemed to look a lot like me.

    I took it over and took a closer look at it, and it did look a lot like me.

    I asked who is this person?

    Rossi hesitated for a while and said: This is my ex-boyfriend.

    I nodded and said: Very good, since I have a boyfriend, why bother to be so sad.

    Rossi said in a low voice: But he is gone now.

    I was curious and asked where did I go?

    Rossi looked at me and said: He is dead.

    Hearing what Rossi said, my mind buzzed, and I immediately thought of Bai Xue.

    I looked out of the window and remembered that part of my past.

    Seeing that I didn't speak, Rossi asked: What's wrong with you.

    I ignored her, just thinking about Baixue, I feel that I owe Baixue too much, if I don¡¯t go to Shandong, I won¡¯t be where I am today, I think I am still cooking in restaurants, and I can give Baixue the last  Cheng, seeing her for the last time, and now everything has been wiped out.

    Seeing me in a daze, Rossi stopped chatting and stared out the window in a daze.

    Or after a long time, I will speak first, do you still love him?

    Rossi didn't look at me, just said: I don't know, but I miss him very much now.

    I thought for a while and said, he is Chinese, can you tell me a story about him?

    Rossi looked at me and said: He is a crew member, and I met him at an exorcism meeting that time.

    It turns out that people who go to sea have to worship God before going to sea to ensure smooth sailing after going to sea. Every time, they will invite the pastor to wear them to exorcise evil spirits, and ask the pastor to bless the ship and the crew.  The pastor went together, and over time they became familiar with the crew members. The crew members liked this girl very much because she was so beautiful.

    But Rossi likes to board a Chinese man on the boat. The man looks very similar to me and has a very introverted personality. He doesn't like to talk. Every time Rossi and the others come, he will hide aside.

    Later, Rossi couldn't bear it first, and confessed to the Chinese man.

    It was also when Rosie was about to go out to sea that he finally spoke his mind. The Chinese man looked at Rosie and said to Rosie, "I will marry you when I come back." Then he took off his watch and gave it to Rosie.  It was a token, and I even took a picture with Rossi.

    At that time, Rossi was very happy. The boat drove away. Rossi watched until the boat was out of sight. After that, Rossi just waited every day and went to the pier to wait for her beloved to come back.

    It has been three months, and he hasn't come back. Usually it only takes a month to come back, but this time it took so long, Rossi is a little anxious.

    After waiting for five months, nearly half a year, the ship has not returned and there is no news. Rossi began to worry.

    One day, Rossi was still waiting at the pier as usual. Many people knew that this girl was waiting for her beloved to return. At this time, a man who looked like a boat runner came over and said to Rossi: Don't wait.  The ship that lost the child will not come back. I heard that the ship sank suddenly while sailing, and no one on board survived.

    Rossi heard the news like a bolt from the blue and didn't recover for a while. Suddenly, Rossi ran crazily, still muttering, this is not true, this is not true.

    But the ship never came back. Some people said that the ship sank, and some said that it was taken away by a ghost ship at sea. It was rumored to be very magical, but no one knew exactly what happened. Only since then  I didn't see anyone on board.

    Since then, Rossi has been going to the beach every day for a while, hoping to see the boat, but until today, he has not waited for the boat.

    Then Rossi said to me: The last time I went to your house to exorcise evil spirits, when I saw you, I thought it was him who came back. When I looked carefully, I realized that you are not him, you just look alike.

    After listening to this story, I feel that Rosie is very persistent, but I am not in a millionth of a hurry for her. If I were as persistent as Rosie, maybe I would not be like this today.

    Rossi drank a cup of coffee, and then asked: What about you, I have told you my story, should you tell me yours too.

    My story, I smiled, do you insist on listening?

    Rossi nodded.

    Well then let me tell you.

    So I told Ye Yan, Bai Xue, and Xiaofeng, the stories between me and Ye Yan, Rossi.

    Rossi listened fascinated, a bit like listening to a fairy tale.

    When I finished speaking, Rosie was still thinking about it, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

    Rossi suddenly asked: Then do you still love that Ye Yan?

    Rossi's words hit my heart like a sledgehammer.

    How do I feel about Ye Yan now?  I can't even tell myself.

    Just as I was about to answer Rossi's question, the phone in my pocket rang. I took it out and saw that it was Xiaofeng calling.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com), and Xiaofeng, all the stories between us have been told, Rossi.

    Rossi listened fascinated, a bit like listening to a fairy tale.

    When I finished speaking, Rosie was still thinking about it, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

    Rossi suddenly asked: Then do you still love that Ye Yan?

    Rossi's words hit my heart like a sledgehammer.

    How do I feel about Ye Yan now?  I can't even tell myself.

    Just as I was about to answer Rossi's question, the phone in my pocket rang. I took it out and saw that it was Xiaofeng calling.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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