Chapter 467 This love and sorrow makes people feel distressed
Chapter 467 This love and sorrow makes people feel distressed
There was a sound inside. It was her cough. Did she catch a cold? I hurriedly walked to the door and pushed it open gently. I thought about it and turned on the light. After turning it on, I saw her turn around.
I came over. I said, "Have you caught a cold?" She was a little tired and didn't speak. Instead, she went to get some medicine. I hurriedly walked over and said, "Which medicine?"
She took out the cold medicine herself, looked at me again, and then stopped looking at me.
I hurriedly went to pour boiling water for her. After the water was poured, I said: "Don't be busy, it's a little hot. Wait, come, I'll get the medicine for you!" I took the medicine in her hand, and she wanted to sit up.
I went to help her, but she sat up suddenly. I went to get her clothes to put on her, and she said: "I'm not cold, and it's not winter!" In fact, it's not cold in Bincheng here in winter. It's almost like this all year round.
Spring and winter are slightly colder, just a little bit.
She sat there and turned on the TV. There was a dating show on the TV. That was when the dating show started to become popular. She looked there and said, "This guy is pretty good. He's pretty good, especially that guy."
The eyes are quite charming——"
I took a look and said, "Well, it's not bad, but it seems that my words are a bit unmanly and a bit girly!"
She glanced at me and said, "It's better than a petty man!"
I said: "That's right, that girl is pretty good too, she's my type -"
"Isn't that Xiaoxuan? Look at that hairstyle, that figure, that face, it's Xiaoxuan!"
I didn't feel that there was any resemblance. I knew she meant it on purpose. She smiled and said, "It really does look like it. Of course I like it. Well, I've been thinking about it for some time. When my legs heal, I can go.
If he goes, if this man doesn’t find a wife, I will go up and say, I like that one—"
"Which one? Do they like you? Also, they don't seem to be very old. What are you doing?"
"Shameless, if you say one more thing, I will strangle you to death!" she said through gritted teeth.
I laughed and said, "You are not ladylike enough, not gentle enough, and you open your mouth so fiercely. Will people like you?"
She bit her lip with her teeth, closed her eyes and gasped. She smiled and said: "Of course they are not as gentle as Xiaoxuan and Yirou. Why should such a big woman be gentle? Look, when they grow up, in the future,
They will also be sensible. When the time comes, you will be alone. Don’t think that you can deceive other people’s little girls. You are very powerful——”
I said: "Women are really weird, and it's quite fun to be jealous!"
"Huh, forget it!"
I picked up the water and gave it to her and said, "It's almost done. Come and take the medicine. Be good!"
"I know how to take it myself. Don't say it in such a disgusting way. Thinking about it will make you sick!" After she said that, she took the water and took the medicine. After taking it, she lay down and said, "Why are you still taking it?"
Not leaving?"
I said: "I asked my godmother to go back, I have nothing to do-"
"Do you have any photos of the child?" she asked me calmly.
I said: "Sincerely?"
She said: "Is your name Chengcheng?"
I said, "Well, his grandma got it for him. There are photos. I'll show it to you. It's on my phone!" I took it out and she took the phone from my hand and looked at it. She smiled.
, and said with a smile: "It's your child. He's very cute, handsome, and very lovable -" Suddenly she stopped, and I knew there was a picture taken by me, Xiaoxuan and the child.
The three of us were close together, and I felt a little nervous.
I said: "Bai Ling, I know, it's all my fault, it's the things I did. To this day, I can't avoid these things, but you understand me, okay? I love you!"
"Does this have anything to do with me? I, it's a joke, I don't care at all. What should I care about? You three of you are doing well as a family. It's very good. As a sister, I must wish you well. It's very good!
"
She gave me her mobile phone and continued to watch TV. Suddenly she laughed and said with a chuckle: "This man is so funny. Isn't he stupid? It's really interesting. He's quite cute when he's stupid. We've talked about it."
After falling in love once, being dumped by your girlfriend, what's the point? It's better than some men who keep changing women, having countless women, and leaving seeds everywhere. Don't feel guilty, you are much better than many men, come on!"
Isn’t this talking about me? I felt really bad when she said that. I’m really embarrassed. Yes, why am I like this? I hate myself and what I did when I was young, but I have
What can I hate? Will I not hate what I do now? But what’s the use of regret? Things you have done cannot be changed. Everything has become history. You cannot wash it away. You will eventually have to
facing.
I didn't speak and watched TV quietly. I felt a little wet in the corners of my eyes. I didn't know why. She liked to hit me like that, ridicule me and talk about me. I knew she was a woman and she felt uncomfortable. Where could she go from here?
Get some pleasure. If she can be happy like this, I am willing to be scolded by her every day.
If a woman doesn't love you, she won't do this. Isn't it because she loves you? So I can understand her, very much.
When she saw that I was silent, she said: "Actually, there are many good men. I was quite stupid before. I thought that love alone was enough, as long as I liked someone, it was enough. But now I seem to understand that just love is enough."
Love is not enough, what I need is a complete family, a complete man who belongs to me. I don’t need to share anything with others. It’s not that I’m selfish or overbearing. It’s just that this has been my personality since I was a child. I don’t want to share anything with others.
I want to be someone else’s mistress. Besides, I can’t be a mistress anymore when I’m so old. I’m no longer a junior, so I’m really a fool to still think about those things!”
I still didn't speak, I really didn't know what to say.
She slowly reached out and pinched me, pinched my arm and said, "Why don't you speak?"
I said, "What are you talking about? The man up there is nice. You can go. You can go tomorrow. That's not easy. Not to mention being young and beautiful, there is always money. If you are willing to pay, those handsome young men and so on,
If I’m not willing to be with you yet, who else can’t get along with money? It’s okay to have more fun while you’re young now!”
"It's boring. You're just playing. I'm telling you, they are better than you. Even if ten men come up, I will not destroy you. If you come up, I will destroy you. I hate you, I don't like you, you are very powerful.
Do you think you are handsome so you can be merciful everywhere?"
I said: "I never thought that way in my heart, and I never thought it was capital. I just -"
"Are you here to quarrel with me?" she asked me.
I said, "No, don't bother me. It's my fault. Just be happy and pretend I don't exist!"
"Do you feel like I'm bullying you?" she asked me.
I shook my head and said, "No, I don't dare!"
"Can you act like a man?" she asked me.
I suddenly stood up and said: "You are going to go on a blind date on TV. Why do you want me to act like a man? What do you care about me? Do you think I am easy to bully?"
When she saw me like this, she said, "Why did I bully you? Can you be reasonable in what you say?" I said, "Why are you so proud?"
She looked at me coldly, looked at me fiercely, and then she said fiercely: "Do you think I, Bai Ling, won't quarrel? Go away, go away, go away, never come back, don't
Come back to China again!”
I nodded there and said: "Say it again, you know I came all the way from Australia, I just want to see you, because I miss you, I love you, all I can think about is you, but here I am
, you treat me like this, and you let me go? You, you—"
My eyes were moist, I clenched my fists, full of grief and anger, and even a sense of womanly self-pity, and I said: "Say it again, look me in the eyes and say it, say it!"
She blinked her eyes, as if she was frightened by me, and hesitantly said: "Are you going to kill me?"
I closed my eyes, tears rushed out of my eyes, I turned my head to the side, I killed her, how could I bear it, why couldn't she, a woman, her child, understand my heart?
But maybe love is like this, men and women in love are like this, and do I understand her?
When I lowered my head to see her, there were tears on her face.
But my heart didn't feel painful again.
This love and sorrow makes people feel heartbroken.