Chapter 15
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I'm going to be angry. This man is still smiling, as if the person I scolded is not him.
I went straight back to my apartment, took a bath, and bought a large can of ice cream to eat. I was very angry. I wanted to defeat myself.
Just ate a mouthful, someone knocked on the door, "Tong Tong, we can discuss."
I couldn't get angry. I took the ice cream and went out to buckle it on his face directly. When I opened the door, I saw his red face, full of wine and shaking. I leaned against the door and looked at me. I didn't have the ruffian spirit before, but only the sad face.
My heart softened for a moment, but he didn't want to ask him to come in. He didn't seem to want to come in. He just handed me a bag and told me, "it's cold here at night. This is clothes. If you go out, put them on, but you'd better not go out by yourself and find someone to accompany you. I'm afraid I can't accompany you, burp..."
How much did he drink? Did the old leader give him wine? I don't think it should be. The old fox should treat Gu zisong as an immortal and give him wine. Isn't that a death wish?
I asked curiously, "why do you drink so much? Where do you live? I'll take you back. I don't worry about you like this."
I think even as a stranger, this kind of care should be, at least between us or classmates care about it.
But he misunderstood, "do you care about me?"
I have no choice but to shake my head. I can't reason with a drunken person. I can only say, "yes, I care about you. Where do you live? I'll send you back."
He pointed in a random direction, "over there, 306."
I have a look at my room is 303, his should be on the opposite end of the partition, "OK, you wait, I'll get the key, you stand."
Looking back, I pulled out the door card, closed the door, and pulled his hand. His feet were soft and his hands were soft, so he fell down directly. Unfortunately, he jumped into my arms and followed the doctor's face. It was so ambiguous, "wife!"
It's too much. I try my best to wring my brows, but I can't be more serious. I just sigh helplessly, "don't make trouble, I'll send you back."
His room is just opposite to mine. It is estimated that it is usually a place for entertaining business personnel to come and live, so the equipment is not complete. There is no TV. There is only a table, a chair and a small bed. Look at his two long legs, the whole person is like an open octopus, and the small bed barely accommodates his huge body.
I covered him with a quilt and was about to leave. He was tugging at my skirt.
I can't pull it. It's a lot of strength to see him drunk and unconscious. So, he pretended.
I pulled hard, slapped him on the back of his hand, he ate pain, shrunk back, ha ha smile, sat up, wiped his face, the red face is gone, only a pair of good-looking but full of smile eyes looking at me.
I had no patience for a long time. I didn't want to talk with him. I turned around and left.
He called me, "Tong Tong? Don't want to know why I'm here? You can't marry me, but you don't have to be an enemy, do you? At least we've slept. Oh, it hurts. Don't catch it. I won't tell you any more. Sit down and let's talk about it. "
I really have nothing to do with him. It's not like a boss or a successor of a consortium? It's just a local ruffian, a big slicker.
I stood on the floor of the door, half leaning on the outside, ready to leave at any time, but I still asked, "what do you want to say, what else do we have to say, have we not made it clear?"
"Yes, but should you listen to me?"
Bah, if you want to pester me, there's no way. I don't want to hear his opinions. I said, "your opinions have nothing to do with me. Do you want to get married? What if I just won't? "
He didn't rush to answer, just looked up at me, then laughed, opened the quilt, got up to tidy his shirt, went to the window, lifted the thick curtain, and looked out.
The environment here is very good. There are no high-rise buildings, so the starry sky is infinitely good. The distant sea water waves roll, and the sound is like human breathing, rolling and crawling layer by layer.
Silent, my anger also gradually extinguished, looking at his back a little trance.
He turned abruptly and looked me in the eye. I was stunned and stepped back.
He didn't look like a fool before. He just pressed his thin lips tightly and asked me, "do you hate me so much?"
He asked me this question before, but in fact, I don't hate him at all, but I have no feelings. I can't get married just because I don't hate him, can I?
I said, "no, I just don't think it's suitable between us, and I'm very averse to marriage."
It's nothing but rejection. I feel flustered and have nightmares when I think that I will spend my life with a man, and even give my life to him. Even if that man is loved by all living beings, I don't want to get married. Compared with marriage and love, my life is still very important.
But he didn't understand this feeling. Did I say that I was born again, so I couldn't let go of the past, so he didn't force me?He nodded and said, "but I think we fit in. Don't contradict me. I can tell you some reasons. After listening, you want to leave. I won't keep you
I stood here and didn't move. In fact, I could leave without listening. I don't know why. I always felt that he would tell me something I didn't know and make me have to stay.
He looked at me for a while and then said, "Jianglin's company won't last long. Unless someone continuously invests in it, you know that it's difficult for small companies to start, and it's even more difficult to do. The economy is sluggish, and they do regulation and control. They say that they isolate small companies, but what really develops still needs strong support. What he does is real estate, and now the industry It's already saturated. It's hard for us to survive at the top. Let alone the pawn at the bottom. He's good at learning and smart, but he's not suitable to start a company. He doesn't have the ability to lead. What's more, he lacks funds. "
Yes, Gu zisong's analysis is very good, and I agree with him, but what does it have to do with whether he and I are married?
I said, "you just say it. Don't turn the corner. I don't want to guess what you think."
He smile, very helpless appearance, "you are not stupid, is in recent years he assimilated, your ideas can't retreat, I remember before you like avant-garde things, like adventure, like to do all kinds of other people don't like to do things, in front of the whole school teachers and students by reading review book opportunity to read him love letters, how now how timid?"
I
I don't know.
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I'm going to be angry. This man is still smiling, as if the person I scolded is not him.
I went straight back to my apartment, took a bath, and bought a large can of ice cream to eat. I was very angry. I wanted to defeat myself.
Just ate a mouthful, someone knocked on the door, "Tong Tong, we can discuss."
I couldn't get angry. I took the ice cream and went out to buckle it on his face directly. When I opened the door, I saw his red face, full of wine and shaking. I leaned against the door and looked at me. I didn't have the ruffian spirit before, but only the sad face.
My heart softened for a moment, but he didn't want to ask him to come in. He didn't seem to want to come in. He just handed me a bag and told me, "it's cold here at night. This is clothes. If you go out, put them on, but you'd better not go out by yourself and find someone to accompany you. I'm afraid I can't accompany you, burp..."
How much did he drink? Did the old leader give him wine? I don't think it should be. The old fox should treat Gu zisong as an immortal and give him wine. Isn't that a death wish?
I asked curiously, "why do you drink so much? Where do you live? I'll take you back. I don't worry about you like this."
I think even as a stranger, this kind of care should be, at least between us or classmates care about it.
But he misunderstood, "do you care about me?"
I have no choice but to shake my head. I can't reason with a drunken person. I can only say, "yes, I care about you. Where do you live? I'll send you back."
He pointed in a random direction, "over there, 306."
I have a look at my room is 303, his should be on the opposite end of the partition, "OK, you wait, I'll get the key, you stand."
Looking back, I pulled out the door card, closed the door, and pulled his hand. His feet were soft and his hands were soft, so he fell down directly. Unfortunately, he jumped into my arms and followed the doctor's face. It was so ambiguous, "wife!"
It's too much. I try my best to wring my brows, but I can't be more serious. I just sigh helplessly, "don't make trouble, I'll send you back."
His room is just opposite to mine. It is estimated that it is usually a place for entertaining business personnel to come and live, so the equipment is not complete. There is no TV. There is only a table, a chair and a small bed. Look at his two long legs, the whole person is like an open octopus, and the small bed barely accommodates his huge body.
I covered him with a quilt and was about to leave. He was tugging at my skirt.
I can't pull it. It's a lot of strength to see him drunk and unconscious. So, he pretended.
I pulled hard, slapped him on the back of his hand, he ate pain, shrunk back, ha ha smile, sat up, wiped his face, the red face is gone, only a pair of good-looking but full of smile eyes looking at me.
I had no patience for a long time. I didn't want to talk with him. I turned around and left.
He called me, "Tong Tong? Don't want to know why I'm here? You can't marry me, but you don't have to be an enemy, do you? At least we've slept. Oh, it hurts. Don't catch it. I won't tell you any more. Sit down and let's talk about it. "
I really have nothing to do with him. It's not like a boss or a successor of a consortium? It's just a local ruffian, a big slicker.
I stood on the floor of the door, half leaning on the outside, ready to leave at any time, but I still asked, "what do you want to say, what else do we have to say, have we not made it clear?"
"Yes, but should you listen to me?"
Bah, if you want to pester me, there's no way. I don't want to hear his opinions. I said, "your opinions have nothing to do with me. Do you want to get married? What if I just won't? "
He didn't rush to answer, just looked up at me, then laughed, opened the quilt, got up to tidy his shirt, went to the window, lifted the thick curtain, and looked out.
The environment here is very good. There are no high-rise buildings, so the starry sky is infinitely good. The distant sea water waves roll, and the sound is like human breathing, rolling and crawling layer by layer.
Silent, my anger also gradually extinguished, looking at his back a little trance.
He turned abruptly and looked me in the eye. I was stunned and stepped back.
He didn't look like a fool before. He just pressed his thin lips tightly and asked me, "do you hate me so much?"
He asked me this question before, but in fact, I don't hate him at all, but I have no feelings. I can't get married just because I don't hate him, can I?
I said, "no, I just don't think it's suitable between us, and I'm very averse to marriage."
It's nothing but rejection. I feel flustered and have nightmares when I think that I will spend my life with a man, and even give my life to him. Even if that man is loved by all living beings, I don't want to get married. Compared with marriage and love, my life is still very important.
But he didn't understand this feeling. Did I say that I was born again, so I couldn't let go of the past, so he didn't force me?He nodded and said, "but I think we fit in. Don't contradict me. I can tell you some reasons. After listening, you want to leave. I won't keep you
I stood here and didn't move. In fact, I could leave without listening. I don't know why. I always felt that he would tell me something I didn't know and make me have to stay.
He looked at me for a while and then said, "Jianglin's company won't last long. Unless someone continuously invests in it, you know that it's difficult for small companies to start, and it's even more difficult to do. The economy is sluggish, and they do regulation and control. They say that they isolate small companies, but what really develops still needs strong support. What he does is real estate, and now the industry It's already saturated. It's hard for us to survive at the top. Let alone the pawn at the bottom. He's good at learning and smart, but he's not suitable to start a company. He doesn't have the ability to lead. What's more, he lacks funds. "
Yes, Gu zisong's analysis is very good, and I agree with him, but what does it have to do with whether he and I are married?
I said, "you just say it. Don't turn the corner. I don't want to guess what you think."
He smile, very helpless appearance, "you are not stupid, is in recent years he assimilated, your ideas can't retreat, I remember before you like avant-garde things, like adventure, like to do all kinds of other people don't like to do things, in front of the whole school teachers and students by reading review book opportunity to read him love letters, how now how timid?"
I
I don't know.
I'm going to be angry. This man is still smiling, as if the person I scolded is not him. I went straight back to my apartment, took a bath, and bought a large can of ice cream to eat. I was very angry. I wanted to defeat myself. Just ate a mouthful, someone knocked on the door, "Tong Tong, we can discuss." I couldn't get angry. I took the ice cream and went out to buckle it on his face directly. When I opened the door, I saw his red face, full of wine and shaking. I leaned against the door and looked at me. I didn't have the ruffian spirit before, but only the sad face. My heart softened for a moment, but he didn't want to ask him to come in. He didn't seem to want to come in. He just handed me a bag and told me, "it's cold here at night. This is clothes. If you go out, put them on, but you'd better not go out by yourself and find someone to accompany you. I'm afraid I can't accompany you, burp..." How much did he drink? Did the old leader give him wine? I don't think it should be. The old fox should treat Gu zisong as an immortal and give him wine. Isn't that a death wish? I asked curiously, "why do you drink so much? Where do you live? I'll take you back. I don't worry about you like this." I think even as a stranger, this kind of care should be, at least between us or classmates care about it. But he misunderstood, "do you care about me?" I have no choice but to shake my head. I can't reason with a drunken person. I can only say, "yes, I care about you. Where do you live? I'll send you back." He pointed in a random direction, "over there, 306." I have a look at my room is 303, his should be on the opposite end of the partition, "OK, you wait, I'll get the key, you stand." Looking back, I pulled out the door card, closed the door, and pulled his hand. His feet were soft and his hands were soft, so he fell down directly. Unfortunately, he jumped into my arms and followed the doctor's face. It was so ambiguous, "wife!" It's too much. I try my best to wring my brows, but I can't be more serious. I just sigh helplessly, "don't make trouble, I'll send you back." His room is just opposite to mine. It is estimated that it is usually a place for entertaining business personnel to come and live, so the equipment is not complete. There is no TV. There is only a table, a chair and a small bed. Look at his two long legs, the whole person is like an open octopus, and the small bed barely accommodates his huge body. I covered him with a quilt and was about to leave. He was tugging at my skirt. I can't pull it. It's a lot of strength to see him drunk and unconscious. So, he pretended. I pulled hard, slapped him on the back of his hand, he ate pain, shrunk back, ha ha smile, sat up, wiped his face, the red face is gone, only a pair of good-looking but full of smile eyes looking at me. I had no patience for a long time. I didn't want to talk with him. I turned around and left. He called me, "Tong Tong? Don't want to know why I'm here? You can't marry me, but you don't have to be an enemy, do you? At least we've slept. Oh, it hurts. Don't catch it. I won't tell you any more. Sit down and let's talk about it. " I really have nothing to do with him. It's not like a boss or a successor of a consortium? It's just a local ruffian, a big slicker. I stood on the floor of the door, half leaning on the outside, ready to leave at any time, but I still asked, "what do you want to say, what else do we have to say, have we not made it clear?" "Yes, but should you listen to me?" Bah, if you want to pester me, there's no way. I don't want to hear his opinions. I said, "your opinions have nothing to do with me. Do you want to get married? What if I just won't? " He didn't rush to answer, just looked up at me, then laughed, opened the quilt, got up to tidy his shirt, went to the window, lifted the thick curtain, and looked out. The environment here is very good. There are no high-rise buildings, so the starry sky is infinitely good. The distant sea water waves roll, and the sound is like human breathing, rolling and crawling layer by layer. Silent, my anger also gradually extinguished, looking at his back a little trance. He turned abruptly and looked me in the eye. I was stunned and stepped back. He didn't look like a fool before. He just pressed his thin lips tightly and asked me, "do you hate me so much?" He asked me this question before, but in fact, I don't hate him at all, but I have no feelings. I can't get married just because I don't hate him, can I? I said, "no, I just don't think it's suitable between us, and I'm very averse to marriage." It's nothing but rejection. I feel flustered and have nightmares when I think that I will spend my life with a man, and even give my life to him. Even if that man is loved by all living beings, I don't want to get married. Compared with marriage and love, my life is still very important. But he didn't understand this feeling. Did I say that I was born again, so I couldn't let go of the past, so he didn't force me?He nodded and said, "but I think we fit in. Don't contradict me. I can tell you some reasons. After listening, you want to leave. I won't keep you I stood here and didn't move. In fact, I could leave without listening. I don't know why. I always felt that he would tell me something I didn't know and make me have to stay. He looked at me for a while and then said, "Jianglin's company won't last long. Unless someone continuously invests in it, you know that it's difficult for small companies to start, and it's even more difficult to do. The economy is sluggish, and they do regulation and control. They say that they isolate small companies, but what really develops still needs strong support. What he does is real estate, and now the industry It's already saturated. It's hard for us to survive at the top. Let alone the pawn at the bottom. He's good at learning and smart, but he's not suitable to start a company. He doesn't have the ability to lead. What's more, he lacks funds. " Yes, Gu zisong's analysis is very good, and I agree with him, but what does it have to do with whether he and I are married? I said, "you just say it. Don't turn the corner. I don't want to guess what you think." He smile, very helpless appearance, "you are not stupid, is in recent years he assimilated, your ideas can't retreat, I remember before you like avant-garde things, like adventure, like to do all kinds of other people don't like to do things, in front of the whole school teachers and students by reading review book opportunity to read him love letters, how now how timid?" I I don't know.
