Sometimes you often miss a girl, worry that she will be hurt, or even blame yourself.
That doesn't necessarily mean liking, and even if it does, it doesn't necessarily mean love, and even if it does, it doesn't necessarily mean deep love.
Admit it, what you dote on is just her weakness.
He was almost severely beaten by the old man's whip.
His father didn't care much about him. He knew from a young age that his father loved his brother more. His mother was very dissatisfied with this, but she was also smart and often reassured her that it was no big deal. Then her mother cried and touched his head, smiling through her tears, and said
, Silly boy, this is not a big deal, so what is the big deal? If you are wronged, you should demand justice. Your brother was not born by me, but I still love him and love him, and I have given you no less than him.
One cent, your father is really a hateful person!
He was grinning, knowing it very well, so he would rather stay in the old man's study room as soon as school was over, forcing himself to write calligraphy, rather than sit opposite his father and chat with his brother.
He is a demon king inside and outside the compound. Today he pulled down the skirt of the deputy commander's precious daughter. Tomorrow he went to the next door compound to climb a tree, and the political commissar finally cultivated a plum tree that bore fruit for the first time in several years.
Toss it clean.
When someone came to make trouble, his father gave him a cold look and didn't scold him. He called his mother over and she apologized. Those people were not really angry. Who called him Fu?
He hated the ugly way they pretended to smile to please.
Occasionally, the old man would knock him down within three strokes with a cigarette holder in his mouth, make him squat, and then wander around the yard, lecturing him while walking around, asking him to calm down, but he couldn't be bullied.
If I hit you, you have to get it back.
His mother said that the old man was too spoiled to him.
He was confused. It was obvious that the old man was the one who beat him the most frequently. Why did he say that he was used to it?
When he grows up, he will understand that his relationship with the old man is all caused by that pigtail.
The age of eight was a change.
The political commissar in the compound next door moved away, and a new family arrived. I heard they were generals from the southwest, and were as important as the old man. On the day of the housewarming party, he met Yi Zuimo.
Yi Zuimo was seven years old and Wen Muliang was nine years old.
His father, mother and elder brother were busy socializing, while the old man and the grandfather of the Yi family were playing chess in the back. He hated the effort of saving face the most, so he quietly hid under the locust tree in the yard. He was too bored, so he took out his carry-on bag.
knife scraping bark.
A person walked up behind him, and then a fragrance blew into his nose with the wind. It smelled a bit like osmanthus, but it didn't look like it, but it smelled good anyway.
After a long time, I heard a thin question with a moist tone, "Can't you see the tree is crying?"
He was so angry at the time that no matter how clumsy he was, he still understood the gunpowder in these words. He turned around and was about to retaliate in kind, but then he was stunned. He thought that he would probably never meet anyone cuter and more beautiful than the girl in front of him in his life.
People.
At that time, Yi Zuimo usually kept his head down, was not very talkative, and seemed eccentric and introverted, very different from the pampered girls in the compound next door.
From then on, his eyes mostly revolved around this frail girl named Yi Zuimo. He missed her and worried that her quiet personality and amazing beauty would cause trouble. This was indeed the case. He and he
Wei Yin was well-known as a flower protector, following her around all day long, laughing and scolding her.
Yi Zuimo became a lot more cheerful because of the two of them. She played well with his sister.
When he entered junior high school, he grew up very quickly. His bones were like spring bamboo shoots. You could hear the sounds of him growing taller inch by inch. His appearance was born to make girls admire him. Every day, he was flooded with love letters.
He couldn't even open the table. He was simple-minded and matured late. He was at the age of playfulness at that time. Who knows what love is like between children? He also had a bad temper. He couldn't open the table several times. He was in the class.
Roaring, he will kill anyone who dares to stuff those useless junk things. From now on, girls can only look at him from a distance and never dare to get even an inch closer to him.
When he was young and frivolous, he never knew that there were some things that money couldn't buy. Born into a family like his, with a high position and a big business, he had been influenced by it since he was a child, and his temper became more and more impetuous and arrogant. So he and
Yi Zuimo did so many dirty things together, causing him to be immersed in never-ending regrets for the rest of his life.
He is actually very stupid. He looks transparent and sharp, but emotionally, if no one gives him a push, he will probably always hide in a corner and stand still.
He stubbornly believed that his love was always the same, and he stubbornly believed that he could go his separate ways after completing the transaction with the girl he was married to.
His stubbornness betrayed him in the end. He didn't know that the girl named Otoya who was as smooth as a ribbon was his eternal disaster.
Seeing that she was as light as water and as warm as cotton beside him, he was nicer to her, and she accepted it with a smile. Even though he was flirting with women outside, she still lived her little life happily.
How could he tolerate it?
He doesn't understand after all, and the reason why he can't tolerate it is probably because he cares.
He had done many wrong things in his life. He knew that his character had great flaws, which made her sad and desperate time and time again. After all, he refused to let her go.
If God could teach him how to love and how to maintain a relationship, he would be grateful to God.
So when Mr. Yi found him and told him the truth he had been guessing, he was actually very distressed. Xiaonian's existence, whether it was at the beginning or in the future, no matter how it started or ended, for Ami, it was
A fatal injury. And this kind of potential injury was something that he deprived her of what she should have had with his unconscionable mind, and then forcefully imposed it on her.
He didn't want to save Xiaonian. It wasn't that he was discriminating against him as a close relative, nor was he thinking that just because he was a child, he could decide his life or death at will. He was thinking very far.
It was so far that he couldn't control it himself.
When he didn't know what was right or wrong and couldn't decide, Mr. Yi had already made the decision for him.
The lives of Otoya's family and Xiaonian's life.
He tried hard to convince himself that even if Otoya hated him to death, looking at all the results, his choice would definitely be the right one, because the confusion he made when she clamored to divorce him many years ago had hurt her.
He always felt guilty for the dirty things his family had done.
Seeing her heartbroken and heartbroken, he still did it.
So there will be endless entanglements in the future, grudges, love and hatred, right and wrong, right and wrong, promises, judgments, revenge, and emptiness.
She was right in scolding him. Fu Lingzhi was indeed paranoid, hypocritical, weak, shameless, domineering, arrogant, self-righteous, and resorted to all possible means.
Ami, Fu Lingzhi is a bastard, an arrogant and arrogant bastard who doesn't understand anything.
He has done dirty things all his life, and he has only done two good things. One, he took you away, and two, he kept you.