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4 janvier 2013

Flowers with time sleep

TangYue go abroad, they both cried like loss of lovers, if it weren't for my father to her, she is out with TangYue...

 

Dad had a joke, if yue yue is a boy, two must be made of in-laws...

 

But now, she can to her, can not hesitate her scar, her scandal declared all xuan cheng, in order to her own love can sacrifice her without hesitation.

 

What love is, what is friendship, but also is TuQiongBiJian after the mortgage repayments.

 

Time is changing, she is changing, TangYue is changing, all the people, all have changed, have the innocence, once the good, all gone.

 

She and TangYue, miss than to meet. She and YanHuaYang, miss is forgotten.

 

Thin cloud with open arms, she hope can again big rain at this time, on dead best, let a person pain, the pain of the flesh at least better than love. She began to run up and down the road like from the nue she think she is crazy, a from the nue crazy, but what is the relationship between, in jail when is like this, her heart every day the pain, the pain to the highest point, slowly also won't hurt.

 

Pain, pain after extremely to, she can for so many years of friendship no expectations, even miss also.

 

Rain wind automobile sound, sight gradually appeared more vehicles, more tall buildings, more under the umbrella of the pedestrian. This is xuan cheng the bustling, thin clouds with a blink, this moment of time, all around the voice seemed to disappear, only hear her own heartbeat, it a...

 

Thin cloud wu wear the chest, and head a stun, she held out her hand to hold on to something, but what also not grasp...

 

Before you close your eyes, trance saw a man holding a blue grid umbrella nervous came running toward her.

 

HuaZhao.

 

"Thin clouds, thin clouds..."

 

She fainted in his bosom.

 

Woke up in a messy room, room, some small, besides bed and the desk, already didn't how much spare place, embedded in the pile of a lot of books on the shelf on the wall the computer open, is the topography of the stock, she lay down on a piece of single bed, a quilt on the delicate taste of man, the clothes had been replaced, now set in the body, is a large white shirt, some old, collar lap yellow stains and washed it is very clean...

 

Room open a desk lamp, faint yellow light, outside still in rain, she was breathing hard, and the smell of soup flavor...

 

Thin cloud bed sheets, shirt is very large, covering to the hips, whose is this house, confusion between the handle turning voice, thin clouds nervous hold back on the bed with the quilt covered below.

 

"JingMing... you..." Thin clouds slightly surprised, he wore that occupy the home of the sportswear, wearing glasses, hand holding a braved hot bowl of soup, Mr. Looks quite good.

 

"Thin cloud, you wake up..." He laughed, revealing the mouth cape sharp canine, buccal side a pair dimples, sat down at the foot of the bed, way: "comfortable did..." Think of what, look for a change, way: "I'm sorry, your clothes are all wet, so I......"

 

Thin clouds shakes his head said nothing.

 

"Drink the soup first..." He said. "You don't wake up, I will send you to the hospital..." Him a scoop of a spoon to feed her, thin cloud will take to come over, he wouldn't let me.

 

"I'm sorry, give you trouble..."

 

"What to say be silly...... don't bother......" He smiled, two dimples more moving. "Is perfect, I just today over there do something, see you umbrella is not playing at walked up the road, I just in the past, you will fall to the ground... by the way, now do you have any uncomfortable......"

 

Thin clouds shakes his head, soup is very warm, warm from the tip of the tongue to the in the mind, the man's eyes more warm, gentle, like the light of the lamp dimly...

 

"Thin clouds, what happened to you..." He hesitated for a moment, ask: "did you go with miss tang yesterday, just the eyes have been red...... still call dad......"

 

Thin clouds I looked at him.

 

"That, I don't want to force what you say, I just..." He's a bit of a muddle.

 

She knows, she know, she has nothing, ShiJingMing is concerned about her, like HuaZhao, HuaZhao also always looking at her, gentle and considerate, and will have this kind of look in the eyes of people, there must be the most pure feelings.

 

Heart like eat the weight.

 

"JingMing, if I tell you, I is the decline of cui's daughter, had done some bad things, because killed people were put in jail for 5 years and now have nothing, so, you want me......" She stared at him silly.

 

He is like the needle on general stood up suddenly, hand bowl parade the and, a few soup spilled on the sheet away quickly.

 

Thin clouds looked at the sheet, the soup, like tears. She has, or had been abandon.

 

His silent stood up and walked out of the large soup bowl was put by computer, thin clouds will gaze at it, it will first steaming, gradually, no heat, and waited for a while, she couldn't help but walk, end up light throat an one mouthful, cool, cool than the feeling of the rain in the body.

 

Silently drink, she again back to bed with the quilt covered head. Door was strong push, quilt was open, she opened her eyes, he eagerly look on.

 

"Thin clouds, I think the 28 minutes, the wind is very big, the rain is very cold, I think I was clear enough. I want to clear, I want to tell you, everything in the past, a thing of the past, forget about it. If you don't mind I have no house, no car, also do not have too much money, follow me to suffer a lot of things, I want to say, I am willing to take care of you."

 

Thin clouds 怔住, head a blank.

 

"How to cry."

 

She a wink, I really cried.

 

With fingertips to wipe away, her fingers very cool, the palm is warm, her tears come faster, as if the rain outside, the moment will not rest.

 

"Thin cloud... don't cry, lovely......"

 

Log off his clothes, and her voice, a voice, again and again.

 

Shoulder clothes seems to have wet, he helplessly along with her. "Thin cloud, I should give you hand over to treat, my condition is not bad, also is very poor, my father died, the country has a sick mother, I every month of wages to medical bills for my mother, so many years, and are not afraid of your jokes, I don't even buy a house down all is not enough, I'm sure I can not give you luxury life, delicious food, beautiful clothes, delicate makeup look, the identity of the decent..."

 

These, she has had, but the busy, in the end prove shouldn't belong to her, deals with a sieve, now, she is not greedy, she just want to look for person, a good life, gave birth to the child, and in peace the lele after this life, maybe not love, can be willing to pay all the rest of her...

 

"I don't mind." She said. "I have you is enough."

 

This one night, two of the same wretched man sitting on the bed, thin clouds told ShiJingMing her all of the past, the happiness of childhood and adult crazy revenge when the despair of the jail... And, what happened yesterday...

 

He silently listen, hand touch on her by the hair, tell her the most one is, in the past, thin clouds, has passed away.

 

Thin cloud has never been so happy cry, tears all the past things seems to be washed away, those unhappy things of the past, the people, the feelings of regret.

 

ShiJingMing also said the his everything, his father died early, mother a person put his drag, old is seriously ill, study hard, talk once in love, but due to family poverty is throw away, a man in the hotel work, busy home but still only a person, he want to efforts to struggle, to thin cloud the best life.

 

She don't know what the back of the life is, but she would like to wait, like looking forward HuaZhao, complete trust.

 

Day dim, ShiJingMing up thin cloud of chin, set of looking at her. "Thin cloud, you are willing, be my girlfriend?"

 

HuaZhao also asked, thin clouds, would you like to leave with me?

 

She believe that they are the most sincere person, a heart of the most simple love, perhaps is not rich enough, perhaps is not powerful enough, but this simple warmth, can calm life.

 

"JingMing, I would like to."

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Their respective looking forward to the simple happiness, however, fate is a joke, funny.

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