"She has lived a life of looking down on others and being inferior to others. Because of me, she has never lived a happy life for a day."
An Jingran's eyes were as deep as the night sky, and there was always a touch of sadness spreading in his eyes.
"Sorry, I shouldn't have asked like this. Isn't it too rude?" Su Sanshui felt that it was inappropriate to ask like this, and immediately lowered his head and admitted his mistake.
"No, you don't need to apologize. In fact, I also planned to tell you." An Jingran put down the knife in his hand, and Su Sanshui saw the corners of his mouth curled up habitually, with indescribable grace. At this time, it seemed as if he had been punched
Hell's angels make people feel pity.
He always likes to wear a slight smile, as if smiling is also the way of his life. His handsome face is as pure and clean as jade.
This ward, because of the two of them, had inadvertently become a little subtle.
The cake was almost eaten, and Su Sanshui had to say goodbye.
She originally wanted to go alone, but An Jingran insisted on driving her.
Sitting in An Jingran's car, the driver's seat and the passenger seat were very close together. When An Jingran shifted gears, his elbow would always lightly rub against Su Sanshui's waist, and then Su Sanshui would tense up conditioned reflex
own body.
Standing next to him was a handsome man with a godly look, his long and thin legs stepping on the accelerator, one hand hanging leisurely on the steering wheel, and his long and beautiful fingers turning gently, causing the silver-white Porsche to draw an arc in the fast lane.
Wire.
An Jingran and Su Sanshui talked about his mother, An Ruji.
From An Jingran's narration, we can feel An Jingran's dependence and love for his mother.
An Jingran has not had a father since he was a child, so he relied on a weak woman from Anruji to do odd jobs and do odd jobs. Only the person involved can understand the hardship and bitterness involved.
But Anruji collapsed before the grown-up An Jingran repaid her kindness in raising her.
As the ancients said, a son wants to be raised but his relatives are not there.
Su Sanshui thought, this sentence would be interpreted to its greatest extent in An Jingran.
An Jingran said that his mother played the piano very well. He also said that when Anruji was young, he had the honor to play with a famous pianist at that time.
Years ago, even the pianist said she was the best partner.
When he said this, An Jingran's tone was full of pride.
Su Sanshui thought, like mother, like son. I'm afraid An Jingran won't lose to his mother now.
The car stopped at the crossroads outside Su Sanshui's house. It had already gotten dark at some point, and the lights on the roadside were shining as brightly as the stars, which looked very much like Su Sanshui's eyes in the car.
She said to An Jingran, "Wait for me."
Then I closed the car door and ran to where I didn't know.
When she came back, she had two red candles and a lighter in her hand.
This is what Su Sanshui said to An Jingran: "You didn't blow out the candles when you were eating the cake, right? Make up for it now."
"No need, there is no place to put candles here..."
"It's useful! God only gave you a wish three days ago. If you don't use it, don't use it. If the cake is not here, I can hold the candle and let it stand up. The meaning is the same. It only takes a moment, and it will be done in a moment!"
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