Problematic Sister Fell In Love With Me

Chapter 493 Hateful and Cruel Gentleness?

If Ziyuan really understood resentment, then she was a cynical person long after she was bullied by others and criticized with colored glasses.

"I won't tell you the reason, don't ask any more," said Ziyuan Youyou, "Yuanyuan hates me for making sense. I can understand her mood. Don't scold her when you go back, Xiao Nan, you Remember, fate is the person who cares most about you in this world. You have to love her and cherish her. "

"I know ... don't you blame her?"

I didn't hear the answer I wanted to hear, "I don't know ..."

Just like Ziyuan said that she understands Chu Yuan's mood, I can also understand Zi Yuan's mood. After all, because of Chu Yuan's fault, we have been stagnated for five years and suffered for five years ...

"It's my turn to ask you a question," Ziyuan sat upright, a pair of water eyes dripping with tears, staring at my eyes, "Five years ago, if you could write back to me, what is your reply, what is it? ? "

I closed my eyes, and after a while, said what I thought was the right answer: "I won't tell you, if you really want to know, exchange all your secrets with me."

With a playful look on my face, the cunning answer was only to cover up the helplessness in my heart. Of course, Ziyuan would not tell me all her secrets, so I don't need to answer this question that would hurt her anyway.

"Sure enough you would say so ..." Ziyuan was not surprised, but she did something that surprised me-she suddenly came across her neck and kissed my lips gently.

I was stunned, and just about to ask her what she was doing. Ziyuan had pressed my lips with her forefinger, her little face was bright red, and the blur in her eyes was so intoxicating. Then she said gently, "Xiao Nan, you This gentleness hurt at least two people, one is me, the other is a fate ... you are so hateful! "Then, I pushed the door and ran, and I didn't know when the car stopped.

Hateful tenderness ...? Is it more euphemistic than naked harm?

Five years ago, the question that Ziyuan wrote in the letter made me wonder for a long time, and it is still clearly written in my brain-will you come to the United States to pick me up and be your bride?

Naive and serious-this is the real asters.

For the vision of the future, girls are always full of fairy-tale psychedelic colors, but to me it is that reality ... For a student who just graduated from high school, the United States is too far away, for a Marriage is too far away for a virgin who seems to understand love.

Although vague and hazy, the concept of 'bride' already has the word 'responsibility'. Can I take responsibility for taking care of Ziyuan's life? I was troubled at the time.

To this day, I should think that I am pretending to be a wicked person, saying that I have never liked you? What is Ziyuan's courageous confession and five years of waiting? To be honest, admit I used to want to give her a promise? What about the tassel? My craving for Ziyuan will only hurt two women in the end, not to mention ... I have no confidence in how to deal with emotions, otherwise I will not be entangled with Murphy.

Life always makes some funny jokes with us, so that we can realize some unreasonable truths in it-if love is endless and perfect, leaving a dim sweetness as a memory may not be a bad thing, at least, I remember her 'naiveness', she remembered my 'tenderness' ... nonsense, but it was a bitter smile in bitterness, a pain in paralysis ...

"Sad ..." The driver master watched Ziyuan, who ran away, slowed down, suddenly popping out such two words.

I barely lifted my lips and asked, "What's sad?"

"I don't know," the driver looked at me from the rearview mirror, and said, "brother, you have sadness on your face."

I touched my stiff face and asked with a smile, "Is it?"

The brother of Beitian City is famous for being able to speak, and he speaks a bit like a philosopher: "What you see from her face, what she sees from your face, bystanders, I see you two deceive yourself Face ... dude, don't blame me for talking, I can't help but say a few words, I don't know what happened between you, but I probably understand a little bit, isn't that the thing between a man and a woman? Why are you so ruthless? What ’s so bad about that girl? If you do n’t like others, you will reject it, but it ’s not a pity that you have to make a knife if you like it? Now, in this year, passionate It ’s not sin, it ’s not sin, big deal, do n’t let your fate know?

Where is it? !! I ca n’t laugh or cry, this driver ’s brother is too able to talk about it ... But his ‘passionate’ sentence hurts me, does it really look like Ziyuan said, is my gentleness just cruel?

When I got home, I saw tassel, winter night, and the pity of the East sitting silently in the living room. The tables had been cleaned up, and the mood of the three people was obviously affected.

I asked with a smile: "What's wrong? What are you doing with a stern face? Have you eaten?"

Dongfang answered: "I have eaten ..."

In fact, it ’s weird for you to eat, but I did n’t reveal it, and joked, “It ’s not delicious? Look at you, one by one, it ’s like food poisoning, your eyes are black ...”

"Are you serious?" Dong Xiaoye gave me a stern glance, but his expression was relieved. Several girls were worried about me, of course I understand.

Tassel got up and said, "Nannan, are you okay?"

"What's wrong with me?"

I knowingly asked to pretend to be stupid, to make Tassel a little overwhelmed, "Well ... what about Shiyuan?"

"I sent her home," I smiled and said, "I didn't expect her to live with Min Rou now."

"Is that ..." Tassel and Dong Xiaoye were a little surprised, but after forbearing, no one asked, Tassel said, "Is she all right?"

"It's all right."

"It's all right," Liu Su said with a sigh of relief. "Then I'll go back, too. I didn't go home yesterday. My cousin has called me several times to remind me."

"I see you off."

"No, Sister Xiaoya drove me. You've been busy for a day, and rest early," Liu Su paused, and said, "What's the matter, come back to the company tomorrow."

I nodded. "Let me show you. Her toes are swollen and carrot-like. I don't worry."

"You don't worry about me or don't worry about her?" Dong Xiaoye lifted and pulled Xiu'er's show feet and exclaimed, "Your eyes have grown on the top of your brain? You look down, which of my toes is like a carrot?" It ’s already swollen, okay? Besides, what's the relationship between stepping on the accelerator brake and your toes? I'll ask you today. I have to go and let you see if something goes wrong. "

I know for sure that Dong Xiaoye sees me through the face of Yan Yanhuan and pretends to be relaxed, so I do n’t worry about her ... lest she and Liu Su worry about it, I compromised: "Okay, good, go, be careful on the way ,do you know?"

"My aging mother is as old as you, do you need me?" Dong Xiaoye didn't give me any face, but he said nothing to me, but how do I think she feels ashamed and angry, but just doesn't adapt to me? Caring, it seems that she just doesn't know how to comfort me, so try to ease my mood with the usual way of communication, but ... when I think of how we usually communicate like this, how can I feel down?

Yin and Yang decline, and I'm getting more and more statusless at home ...

I sent the tassel downstairs and got into the car. She told me: "Nannan, you are not allowed to scold your fate when you go back. If you have anything to talk about, fate is wayward, but still very sensible. And ... tonight, I do n’t think there is anything wrong with fate. "

From the tassel expression, I clearly felt her fear and hostility towards Ziyuan. It was very unpleasant in her heart. "Relax, she is so big. When did I see that I beat her and scolded her?"

Dong Xiaoye interjected: "He dares to scold fate, try it, and see if I don't kick him!"

"Who are you kicking?" I yelled at her: "Well, I forgot the pain, didn't you remember yesterday's lesson?"

"You--" Dong Xiaoye suddenly turned red and red.

Tassel didn't know that Dong Xiaoye's toes were injured by kicking my little brother. She always thought that the shoes were worn, so she didn't understand our conversation, frowned, "What lesson? Nannan, you bullied Xiaoye sister?"

"No, you listen to him talking about it. He wants to bully me. He has to be able to do that. Hey, I'm not talking, or your cousin is going to press again. Let's go quickly." The car, turned on the lights and shifted the gear, gave me a look of 'coming back to you to look good', and slipped away with the fringing fly. I was afraid that I would tell her the stupid thing she did. floor.