It's not that I've forgotten the dead people and the sad things. It's just that I no longer put that kind of pressure on myself.
As Tan Yuming once said, "Some stories don't have to be told to everyone; some sadness, not everyone will understand; some wounds will slowly grow over time; some grievances can be understood after they have been suffered.
I felt relieved; for some pain, after enduring the pain for a long time, it became a habit; for some words hidden deep in my heart, I didn’t want to say them, so there was no need to say them. In fact, not all pain can be screamed; not all love
, you can express your feelings."
Ruoxi put down all her grief, not because she didn't love them, but because she knew how to love better.
Love should be about predicting and then acting.
After surviving the ignorance of a young girl, when I saw this sentence, I was not only filled with emotion, but also felt a little ashamed.
To learn to love others, you must first love yourself.
If you don’t even love yourself, what qualifications do you have to say you love others?
As late autumn approaches, the weather gets cooler and it gets dark earlier and earlier.
However, every time, Mu Shiqin would come back before dark. He would sit side by side with Ruoxi and watch the sunset.
The rattan love ring on Ruoxi's right hand is as if it has been condensed into Ruoxi's flesh and blood. I will take it with me whether I am taking a bath or sleeping.
Mu Shiqin once said, "You don't have to change your habits because of me."
Ruoxi smiled, held her right hand tightly and said nothing.
Shiqin, you don't understand. You have long become my habit.
After dinner, Mu Shiqin went into the bathroom to take a shower.
Ruoxi hugged the pillow and leaned against the black bed.
Looking out the window at the charming and deep night.
The dark sky always makes her feel helpless. Every time she feels like she will be sucked into the empty black hole.
The sound of water in the bathroom stopped.
The foot of the bed sank to one side. Mu Shiqin hugged Ruoxi from his side. Ruoxi could smell the unique scent of armani perfume and the faint smell of shower gel on his body.
"What are you thinking about?" He turned Ruoxi's face domineeringly and pressed a kiss on Ruoxi's lips.
When he wanted to go deeper, Ruoxi lowered his head slightly and avoided it.
"I didn't think about anything. I just feel so tired. I want to sleep." Ruoxi put down her pillow and wanted to lie down. However, Mu Shiqin picked her up, turned her over and pushed her down.
"Ruoxi, I want you."
The man's eyes were that cold sapphire blue. They were breathtakingly beautiful.
Ruoxi looked a little fascinated. She stroked his face and said, "Shiqin, I'm really tired."
Mu Shiqin's eyes narrowed, and the crystal blue was covered with a layer of red of desire.
Ruoxi knew that he was that hungry lion at this moment. Ever since the gang rape incident, Ruoxi had not let him touch her once. Counting three or four months ago, every time he kissed her affectionately
Her courtship was ruthlessly rejected by Ruoxi.
He is a normal man, and a very normal man.
Ruoxi knew that in the past three or four months, it was impossible that he had not vented his anger. And there must have been more than one.
Ruoxi didn't want to pursue it. And she really wasn't in the mood.
This time, Mu Shiqin did not accept Ruoxi's rejection as usual. Instead, he suffered even more from the pressure.
A delicate kiss slipped from the corners of my lips and landed on my white neck. His hot breath sprayed on my delicate skin, making it unbearably hot.
His hand began to search downwards, igniting fire along the way.
The flames of desire are getting stronger and stronger.
When the last piece of covering on my body was torn off, Ruoxi's body trembled.
Facing his desire, Ruoxi was powerless to stop him.
He took out an unopened condom from under the bedside table and waved it in front of his eyes without saying a word.
Mu Shiqin was startled, and his eyes filled with desire were incredibly wide, filled with shocking anger.