Manxuan would visit the graduate student every day, just like a dedicated wife, but the graduate student always rejected her kindness, preferring to pay for an aunt to take care of him, rather than touch a finger of him by Manxuan, he His temper began to become irritable, and he grabbed Manxuan to scold him every day, babbling a lot of cursing without knowing what he was cursing. Manxuan always endured it at the beginning, but after half a month, he finally couldn't bear it and left crying. In a fit of anger, he married a foreigner and went abroad.
The graduate student began to blame himself again. He was always hurting the woman he loved intentionally or unintentionally. He even gave up on himself. Sometimes he didn¡¯t even want to eat. He took all the photos to be developed, and every night he fell asleep with those photos in his arms. He missed her with every nerve, and thought about her intensely. In front of him, how is she? is she happy Will she miss him? Will she wear an extra dress when the weather is cold? Will she still be smiling so happily? ¡Thinking about her every day seems to have become everything to a graduate student, and the bitter lovesickness of wanting to see her and not daring to see her burns his heart all the time. , Even when his godmother came to see him, he was silent.
"If you can't forget her, you should cheer up and go to her. I believe that no matter what you become, she will never dislike you." The godmother knelt in front of the wheelchair and said tearfully to the graduate student countless times, and the graduate student As if there was no reaction, the whole person was dumbstruck.
Looking for her? How could he go to her again? She should have a good life and a husband who loves her, instead of wasting her whole life on him, a useless person! He is destined to be lonely. His parents didn't want him since he was a child, and his girlfriend didn't want him when he grew up. Even his most beloved person was angry and ran away.
Tears fell from the corners of his eyes and dripped onto his feet, which gradually felt hot. Strange, aren't his legs already paralyzed? Why do you still feel hot? The graduate student smiled wryly, it turned out that his heart was burning!
He began to sort out their stories by the computer all day long, and slowly wrote them in the computer bit by bit. He wanted to recall and write down those sweet memories. He was afraid that he would forget the day when he was old. , These cold texts on the computer will remind him that he once had such a beautiful relationship, and he ruined this dream with his own hands. He will blame himself forever, this is his retribution!
After finishing writing every day, he will send it to his mailbox. His computer has saved it everywhere, but he is afraid that one day the computer will be poisoned and all the files will disappear. For the sake of completeness, he will also save a copy to his qq Mailbox, every time he wrote an article, he used to write on the title, "The most beloved Zhuzhu."
Living with this strong memory, he gradually became cheerful and talked more, it seemed that Zhuzhu was always smiling at him by his side, her photo was enlarged and hung on his bedside, at night , he always stared at that photo for hours, then slowly put his face on it, kissed her cheek slowly, "Good night, my dear." Then fell asleep contentedly, as if she would Suddenly got into his bed, put his arms around his waist, kissed his lips, and called him playfully, "Graduate student, how are you?" and he would hug her tightly and never let her escape Own. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com