A kind of infinite laziness, a kind of pitifulness, just like the first time, both of them were so busy and at a loss...
When she touched the mist in her eyes, she was infinitely moved - the confused eyes were filled with a thin mist, like a layer of colorful flowers, reflecting the golden years.
At this time, she was Miaolian again.
It was the woman who was extremely loving back then.
It's his wife.
Everything returned to the intensity of my first love.
"Miaolian..."
She opened her eyes to look at him.
My eyes turned from confusion to surprise, and then I couldn't help but feel a little tenderness... because, at that time, I seemed to recognize who he was - such a handsome and free face.
It just adds maturity.
That is the childhood sweetheart's companion.
A lover from childhood to adulthood.
She was her first man.
He was the man he loved the most.
"Miaolian...I like you...I always like you..."
Her eyelashes hang quietly.
Just feel strange.
He had never said this before... Like all men, he felt embarrassed to say those tender and lingering words. He was always ashamed to say them.
I finally said all these words today.
The first time.
Before lingering in love with a woman for the first time, I spoke this sentence, as if I was sincere and hoped that she could get happiness and happiness.
However, she thought of Ye Jia at this time.
Ye Jia's soft neck.
That brown, gentle and pure color, a heartbreaking tenderness and lingering... Yejia... Where is Yejia??
She suddenly wanted to turn over.
His body moved under him.
"Miaolian... I really like you... You like me the most before, do you remember?? You told me that you like me very much..."
Have you said it before??
Why don't you remember it?
I was so dazed in front of me.
Just like those years that slipped away ruthlessly, you can no longer feel tenderness.