When Chen Xiaofu was proud, she turned her head to look at Wen Wenming, but she met his sharp eyes. She hurriedly averted her eyes, as if all the secrets in her heart that could not be disclosed just now had been peeped into, she was ashamed and angry, but also Inconvenience occurs.
In fact, Wen Wenming didn't put his mind on guessing her thoughts at all. At this moment, her heart was completely occupied by a girl named Shu Ying¡ª¡ªShu Ying was his girlfriend in high school, and she later became a girlfriend. It became a wound in his heart. This wound is like a mansion that cannot be done in a rainy day. It is hard to squeeze out a ray of sunlight from the eaves, but it will soon be squeezed and shrunk by the dark clouds, and disappear into nothingness. With the passage of time, there is no sign of healing. Civilization is good, so I simply regard it as a habit, and fall asleep with it every day. At the beginning, I would have some sad dreams because of it. Gone, leaving only some pure, unbroken sleep.
However, there is a saying that - the person who tied the bell needs to be untied. Last night, the wound on Civilization's body that lasted one-fifth of his current life was finally healed.
In the evening, Wen Wenming received Shu Ying who came from Huizhou by car at the station outside the school. At that time, there were still traces of rain in the sky. Wenmian held Shu Ying's hand and thought, if he and Shu Ying became Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, turned into butterflies, and flew into the air, they would definitely get wet in a while, because He decided that some playful rain sprites were still flying in the air. Shu Ying had expected what Wen Ming was thinking, and let him hold his finger without saying a word.
In fact, Shu Ying arrived in Shenzhen a few days ago, and she and Wen Wenming had already met yesterday. There is a metaphor that the July day in Shenzhen is like a sharp sword, which makes people dizzy and bursts their skin. This analogy is true. A few days before Shuying arrived in Shenzhen, the sun was indeed competing with herself intentionally, and the heat was stronger than the day, which made people feel fragmented. , the sun seemed to be a prisoner, disappeared, and let the violent storm unscrupulously shake the entire city of Shenzhen. However, Shu Ying came from Chengdu this time, not a special trip to visit Wenming. In the eyes of Wenming, Shu Ying is Jesus, and he is a sinful disciple. Wenming silently repents to Jesus, praying that God will bless him again one day. According to Shu Yingren's text message before her arrival, she came to Shenzhen this time to meet a netizen whom she had known for three years. Wen Wenming didn't ask in detail, but he guessed that the man was a man, so he couldn't help feeling jealous. Civilization¡¯s friend who has been struggling in love once said to him that a woman¡¯s jealousy is like the rain in a flood day, which lasts endlessly and will eventually lead to disasters; but this man is different, a man¡¯s jealousy is like a sunny day in summer Thunderbolt, the storm suddenly rose, but soon it rained and the sky cleared again.
This friend couldn't help but talk about his love history when he was drunk at the time, but he didn't expect it to become the best comfort of civilization at this moment-this bitter feeling of breaking the vinegar jar will soon pass.
Even though he said so, the jealousy seemed to be entangled with him intentionally, like a turbulent river rolling in his heart, stirring up layers of fine sand, which scattered in every corner of his heart, making every nerve restless.
Shuying only came to find Wenming on the third day after meeting her netizen. She said that she had been living in the visiting dormitory in that person's factory during the period. The day before yesterday, when Wenming was picking her up at the station, he met that man. He looked thirty years old, wearing glasses, and taller than himself. He shook hands with Wenming a little awkwardly. The two said greetings. Ying stood aside, with a slight smile on her lips, she was not the same as during the Spring Festival, her hair was permed, take a closer look, she was wearing a tight embroidered T-shirt, brown hot pants, red sandals and slippers, and a big silver ring on her left ear , looks very hot, but doesn't look very good. Wenming really wanted to have a warm hug with her, but the feelings of those days seemed to be blurred by the rare refreshment of the past few days, without the dripping and vigorousness of the hazy time, and finally suppressed the impulse, and replaced it with a smile, At the same time, I really don't know what to say. Shu Ying was a little disappointed, her small and exquisite mouth pouted consciously. In fact, the reason why Wenming didn't hug her was because he still didn't know what the relationship between the tall and thin man standing next to her was, so he didn't dare to be too presumptuous, for fear that the presumptuous ambiguity would cause another storm. Be careful. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com