Husband, Please Stop Flirting

"I'm an Aquarius woman and my feelings are supreme. I can easily fall into a relationship, whether it's good or bad for me. I only know that if I fall in love, I have to give everything, just like burning all my enthusiasm." Feng ChuChu took the wine glass handed over by Jing Jing and took a sip.

What is the taste of feelings? Only the parties may know. Hardly wished to live. When it was first time to drink Baijiu, it was like the others said, it would be too hot to be bitter, and it would burn to tears, and it would make the stomach burn. But when she drank it, she found that she was more and more sober and all her feelings were more and more clear. She didn't even give herself a place to hide.

Jing Jing looked at her eyes full of empathy and sympathy, but Han Tiantian's eyes were full of longing, either for love or unforgettable. Only after real pain can people understand how to go next time. "For Si Yeqing, I wanted to give everything I had. I tried to catch up with him. I listened to what he said and I was willing to do it. Even if it made me humble, I thought I could exchange some compassion, but I didn't..."

"I really want to ask him, at that time, when I was in the playground with me, was it because I liked me in my heart, or because I looked at me, sympathized with me, and gave me such a dream." however, Feng ChuChu knew that she didn't dare to ask. She looked at Jingjing, and her eyes also shed a drop of tears, "I've thought about it many times, so let's leave decisively! Don't worry about what Si Yeqing thinks in the end, don't worry about those! What does his sadness have to do with me? Is it really so difficult to give up?"

Jingjing hugged Fengchu's shoulder and just patted it gently. Everything was silent.

"Later, I found that no matter what others say, I will continue to fall into it. It's like a moth to the fire... I know I shouldn't do this, but I still stare at the contact on my mobile phone and think about when he will contact me. It's passive and laughable!" Feng ChuChu never thought that one day he would expose himself to two people he had just known for a few days.

She wanted to talk, to say all the words she held in her heart, even if she looked very embarrassed.

"If Lin Zixiang didn't throw away my phone, I might not be able to cut it off so cleanly." countless late nights, Feng ChuChu stared at his phone screen, thought about the phone number in his mind and tried to piece it up, but he warned himself not to do it again before trying to dial. The whole person covered in the quilt, cried bitterly and forgot all this. "Who hasn't loved so much? We all know."

Jing Jing looked at Feng ChuChu's self torture and remembered the days when Xiao a had just left.

"People always have to hit the south wall before they know what to do. They will become indifferent and use a bystander's perspective on their feelings. Don't get involved. It may be easy to say, but it's difficult to do. How many can really do it?" Jing Jing is a columnist. She has interviewed many different people, including ordinary people, people in high positions, successful people in people's eyes, and many enviable gods and relatives in everyone's eyes. However, when Jing Jing Jing really interviewed and slowly led them to speak their hearts, she found that everyone was hurt.

That may be the price of growth, the wrong time, the wrong place, the wrong person, but it is really the right feeling. What can we do?

Knowing that this step is an abyss, and there is no way to recover it, can we just turn back without nostalgia? No, everyone will step down directly, then break to pieces, get up and put themselves together again and again. Only in this way can we face the next abyss and think when we are about to take that step next time Get up from the pain and remind yourself not to do so.

"I can't persuade you anything, because I'm not you, I can't sympathize with you, and I can't understand the relationship between you. I'm not qualified to say what Si Yeqing feels about you. I can only tell you that it's best to let myself live freely." Jing Jing pointed to Han Tiantian. She just drank a cup of sweet wine and was already shaking. Her eyes were a little blurred. She said, "we are only alive for a lifetime. In fact, I am usually an atheist. Who can say that there is another life?"

Even if you have a next life, you have to cross the Naihe bridge and drink Mengpo soup.

Who can guarantee that the next life will still be like this, born to be human? Maybe we are just a flower that can never leave where we are, so why not enjoy the present and enjoy the present life. Don't let yourself regret it, "Clearly, you should remember that you are living for yourself. Don't worry about other people's feelings. Just know, don't wrong yourself. Promise me, okay?"

"Jing Jing... I can't do it. I'm afraid I can't!"

Feng ChuChu knows that Jing Jing's words are not only talking to her, but also to herself. Even after walking so far, going to so many places and taking so many photos, Feng ChuChu can see that Jing Jing's eyes are not happy. She is carrying another person's soul forward. They are torturing each other and never die.

"If you miss him, I'll help you find the contact information... Isn't it? I'm just asking you, do you want to recover and try! I want you to say this..." Jing Jing finally took a deep breath. Fortunately, Lin Zixiang was not here. Feng ChuChu raised a pair of red eyes, and tears had covered the whole face unconsciously, "You know, I can."

The identity of Jing Jing columnist allows her to directly contact Si Yeqing in the name of work, and will not go through any suspicious place in the middle. Her identity will not suddenly remind Si Yeqing of Feng ChuChu. "I don't know... I really don't know..." Feng ChuChu holds his head and feels that hiding seems to be the only thing he can do now.

She let herself be empty and didn't think about this problem. She instinctively escaped and disguised herself.

Afraid to face, maybe. For Feng ChuChu, she has never had the courage to face and choose. What is the result of choice? There are too many possibilities, which makes her feel terrible and instinctively escape. When everything is in front of her, Feng ChuChu would rather let others make a choice for herself.

"Elder sister, do you have anything to worry about? You can tell me... I can help too." Han Tiantian blinked and said, but Jingjing pushed her head and asked her to go aside. "It's none of your business to talk to adults. Eat your food quietly... Good."

After Han Tiantian was rejected, Wei chubaba hid next to her and said nothing.