The Rise of the Peninsula

Chapter 43 0038 - Threesome

Recall that Chapter 4 was posted twice, all of which were blocked, and I don’t plan to change it. At that time, people will create a group and post it in.

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The black sky exudes a strange atmosphere, and the air is filled with a feeling of oppression, which is suffocating.

On the streets of the bustling Jiangnan District, she picked up her mobile phone to edit text messages, but after waiting for a while, she deleted them again. She could clearly remember his phone number, even if it seemed like a lifetime away.

Breathing out a breath of white air, standing on the street lamp, looking up at the boundless snowflakes falling in the sky, thinking of the name in his heart, sighing silently.

Passers-by walking around can see that she stands in the snow, her loneliness penetrates to the bone marrow. Even though most of her flawless face is covered by a mask, her sad eyes are sighing for someone.

Standing silently, she is so quiet, like pieces of ice and snow drifting down around her, and like withered petals, any words related to warmth and liveliness seem to be far away from her.

All the light and colors, the moment they touch her, seem to collapse into gray darkness, and only the cold and heart-wrenching tranquility remains, as if she and this real world are always separated by layers of vacuum.

It seems to never bottom out.

Past and Present.

It is said that the first snow is the day when lovers meet.

……

Late at night, that is, there are many people on the street pushing drinks and changing glasses, which is very lively, but her room is very deserted.Turn off the lights, when the darkness hits, the strong loneliness will surround me, so I miss the days of playing songs a little bit.

I never felt that paper towels and barbecue would bring so much warmth.I didn't think before that life can be very happy simply by being by someone's side.

But all that was far away again. She mustered up the courage to edit the text message, but she deleted it one game at a time. What awaited her might be another lonely night...

There was a wind blowing on the window sill. Looking up, the bright lights outside were shining in the dark night and under the wind and snow without any reduction in brilliance. Pei Zhuxuan, who tied up her hair casually, stopped writing in a daze, her mood was complicated and difficult to understand, until The ink smudged on the paper before she lowered her head and silently closed the brand new notebook.

What to write?

What are the words written?In fact, she has already conceived a general idea in her heart, and always feels that writing these things will make her feel better, but she is just deceiving her ears.

Exhaled, rubbed his forehead, got up and did some exercise, looked out the window at the dark night, Pei Zhuxuan was going to make a cup of instant coffee to refresh himself.

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At three o'clock in the morning, Jin Zhixiu was awakened by a nightmare, and rubbed his head that was about to explode, as if he couldn't fall asleep anymore.

At this time, the whole city is quiet.Jin Zhixiu took a bottle of coffee from the refrigerator, went to the balcony, and stared blankly at the cold street.

The rain was pouring down.

The street lights were on, the 24-hour KFC across the street was on, and the plaque of Lotte Department Store was on in the distance, and no one could be seen on the street.Occasionally, there was a meow of a cat, which was magnified countless times by the silent street, and it seemed a little creepy. I don't know which neighborhood it was a stray cat.

An atmosphere called loneliness is pervasive.

Although she likes the life of practicing in obscurity, she doesn't like the current life at all.

My own practice has already made me breathless, but I still have to take care of the children, but I am obviously a child, and a girl who needs to be taken care of, and I am obviously the youngest in the family.

"It's so tiring." A sigh came from the bottom of her heart, and then a deep sense of loneliness came to her heart. She curled herself into a small ball, as if only in this way could she become safe.

It's the nasty rainy season again, and I'll try to love it.

The girl swore secretly in her heart.

Finally, deep loneliness and long nights.

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It was already four o'clock in the morning when Park Sang-won came back.

In the middle of the night, the lights in all parts of the house were dimmed, and only a few wall lamps were on. The dim light spread out in the corridor, and the tone was peaceful and warm. When he walked into the living room, he saw the room where Zhang Yuanying lived. , there was still a beam of light projected from behind the crack of the door, and he knocked on the door: "Mariko, why are you still awake?"

There was no movement inside, he shook his head and pushed open the door.

Inside the room, most of the decorations are pink, which looks very warm. It was made by Park Shangyuan before going abroad, and it is still preserved now.

After thinking about it carefully, the decoration at home has not been changed for a long time.

The bedside lamp was still on, but the quilt was bulging on the bed, and the girl curled up inside, as if she was already asleep, but Park Sang-won, who knew her well, couldn't be fooled by her. The girl biting her finger anxiously.

"Ah!" The girl screamed, and hurriedly snatched back the quilt, covered it so that only half of her face was exposed, and said shyly, "What should I do, oppa is good or bad, just throw away the quilt..."

"..."

"What if people don't wear clothes..."

"..."

...She is getting more and more naughty...

Covering his forehead with one hand, Park Sang-won sighed helplessly amidst the girl's sniggering, and then slapped her little butt through the quilt angrily, "Thinking about messy things all day long, who did you learn from? "

"Hey..." Xiao Tangyuan just laughed.

"It's so late, why haven't you slept yet?"

"I can't sleep! I don't have class tomorrow anyway." Zhang Yuanying pouted her lips, looking at him in confusion.

"You can't be so late if you don't have class... Well, you are writing a diary?" Park Shangyuan saw the diary protruding from the quilt as he was training, and just asked, the girl quickly grabbed the diary back, vigilantly Staring at him: "No peeking!"

Pu Shangyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "How can I peek... I don't know how to read a little girl's diary."

"Anyway, you can't look at it, and you are not allowed to search for it in my schoolbag or pry my drawer in the future. Make sure!" Zhang Yuanying didn't relax her vigilance at all. Looking at it like that, it is estimated that grandma has done similar things before.

"Okay, okay!" Park Shangyuan had no choice but to raise his hand, assuring him that the girl laughed again, but he didn't take it seriously.Young children always have a lot of desires and secrets that they think they have. Maybe they are sprouting hearts, maybe some feelings that hurt the spring and autumn. They are secretly recorded in the diary, as if they have written down some treasure. Find.

Helping Yuanzi tuck the corner of the quilt, and stroking her hair, Zhang Yuanying got up and said with a smile: "Go to sleep!" After that, she was about to turn off the light.

Xiao Tangyuan hurriedly sat up, grabbed him, her soft long hair was scattered on the pajamas, and begged: "No, oppa, please chat with me for a while, okay?"

The girl pulled tightly and struggled a few times to no avail, so Pu Shangyuan had no choice but to sit back again: "Okay, what are we talking about?"

"Talk about how my brother met me."

"That's going to be a long, long time."

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　Stop writing that, write something fun.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)