I Like You

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One month later is New Year's Day, one month after New Year's Day is the Spring Festival, and after the Spring Festival is the Lantern Festival, and then almost all schools across the country have ended their winter vacation and started a new semester.

She and Jiang Su met at that time four years ago.

In the past four years, she seldom told others how she liked Jiang Su, or in fact, even she herself didn't quite understand how she got stuck. In short, when she recovered, she was already stuck in it and couldn't help herself.

She thought that maybe one day in the future, she will tell her and Jiangsu children the love story of their father and mother, or someday in the future, her old teeth will be lost and she will be unable to walk. , Sitting in a wheelchair, tells the love story of their grandfather and grandma to the innocent and lovely granddaughter who just went to elementary school.

In short, she thought, when she told the story of her and Jiangsu, it must be a very warm and warm scene, but she never expected that she would tell others the story of her and Jiangsu so quickly, and Still told Song Jin. In such an ordinary winter, the fog and haze outside the window, dry and cold night.

After she finished speaking, Song Jin was quiet.

Song Jin actually prepared a lot of great truths for Lin Wei. She and her ex-husband came together in college. They also had a very beautiful and happy time, but no matter how beautiful and happy the time is, they will eventually be shortened by their parents. Chai, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea are swallowed bit by bit.

A woman is not a fool, unless she pretends to be foolish by deceiving herself, and a man can understand whether he loves himself or not.

So she knows very well that her ex-husband loved her, but that love slowly expired, and then she couldn't give birth to a child, and the contradiction became more and more intensified.

He is the only child, he wants a child, it is not easy for his parents to raise him, he can't bear to watch his parents hope that he will never have a grandson in his lifetime.

That's actually an excuse. If you don’t love, you don’t love anymore. If you really love, he will accompany you to overcome all difficulties. At least he will accompany you to seek medical advice. He will talk about it when there is nowhere to go. And these problems, instead of making a young girl's belly bigger after you have been delayed in giving birth.

She has no relationship with Chen Nanzhou, just feels that they are suitable for each other and can be partners when they are old. Too many couples in this society live with this kind of thinking.

But before she lived this kind of life, she had also loved madly and passionately.

Love itself is a double-edged sword, which can bring you to heaven and hell.

A person lives for a lifetime, just a few decades. Be bold, wanton, love and hate, nothing is impossible.

Just like her, love and marriage are stubborn, and the loss is a fiasco, so what? She has parents who love her, and thinks of her sister. When she is all over her body, she has a home to go back to and someone to rely on.

Song Jin suddenly felt that his worries were superfluous, and felt that the so-called pros and cons of the so-called great principles were right and wrong.

Whatever I have said, the great principles are just the emotions of people who come here. There are all kinds of people in the world, and everyone will have their own great principles in the end.

"Just think about it." Song Jin broke the silence on both sides of the phone: "Anyway, you are still young, and you can't afford to lose. Even if you lose in your thirties, it doesn't matter. It's not that there is no way out. I am old. It’s not too big, and we can still live to that time."

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Song Jin's words really moved Lin Wei.

When she hung up the phone, she didn't rush back, but holding her mobile phone, looking at the misty night outside a small window, she wondered if her mother was still there and encountered such a thing, would she be as patient as Aunt Song Talk to her, would you encourage her to be brave, don't be afraid, even if she hits her head and beats her blood, she still has a way out.

During the time when her mother died, she worked hard and studied desperately, thinking about breaking away from Chen Nanzhou's home, but that home unknowingly became her back.

Lin Wei and Song Jin had been on the phone for a long time. Jiang Su also sent her a few WeChat messages to ask her where she was. No one was hiding here, feeling too much, and she went back to the box.

Before she left, the hot box was quiet and terrible. The songs in the KTV were stopped, and the half-walled screen was constantly flashing advertisements. Xu said that the group of people did not know where they were. In the room, only Jiang Su was sitting in the middle of the leather sofa.

Lin Wei turned her head and looked around the box: "Huh? Where are they?"

"Go for supper," Jiang Su said.

"Aren't we going?" They made an appointment in advance to have supper. Lin Wei glanced at the time and it was almost time. She walked to the side and picked up her bag and sorted things out.

"Go." Jiang Su said while he was sitting on the sofa without moving.

Lin Wei carried her bag and glanced at Jiang Su who was still lying on the sofa lazily. Just about to ask him if he would not leave, Jiang Su raised her hand and patted the sofa beside him: "Come here."

"What are you doing?" Lin Wei blinked, and saw Jiang Su not talking, but patted the sofa again, and squeezed over.

She came out today and wore a skirt. Because she didn't stay outside for a long time, there was heating everywhere. She was beautiful and wore a pair of very thin leggings with boots, which made her legs very straight.

She walked up to him and asked "What are you doing" again. As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Su grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her forward, directly dragging her to one leg and kneeling between his legs, half lying down. On him.

Immediately, his other hand fell on her lap.

Through the thin silk stockings, he rubbed her skin with his fingers, and touched it all the way up... he fell on the middle of her leg unexpectedly.

Lin Wei was full of excitement, her legs were clamped, and the whole person hadn't reacted too much. Jiangju released the hand that was holding her wrist, held her back of the neck, and pressed her head down. She blocked her lips: "Let me touch you."