Breaking the cocoon gl+ Fanwai

She didn't say anything else, just talked about my parents, she knew me far better than I thought, she knew a lot about my past.Her voice is eloquent and pleasant, her speech is very elegant, her words are beautiful, and she is bookish, but it easily touched my heartstrings.I became more and more sad. In her words, I realized the difficulties of my parents and my own unfilial piety.She was right, I shouldn't torture myself and those who love me like this.She even brought up a crying voice, which made me cry even more sadly, unable to extricate myself.

After finally calming down, she put me to sleep, but was about to leave. I suddenly felt reluctance to let her go, so I subconsciously held her.I felt her froze in place, I broke my heart and begged her not to leave.She didn't leave, she stayed.I looked at her silhouette in the dark, with a thin and tall figure, and a soft side face, and suddenly a different emotion rose from the bottom of my heart. Thinking of her gentle voice, I couldn't help begging her to sing to me.I don't know what happened to me, I was so clingy to her that night.She really responded to my request, paused, and then began to sing to me.That is "journey", one of my favorite English songs, I often hummed it when I was young.Now it's sung from her mouth, but it sounds so good, better than any version I've ever heard, and it's so moving.I floated dàngdàng with the singing, as if riding on a flying leaf, and flew to the distance with the breeze, starting a beautiful and sad journey.I fell asleep unconsciously. I remember the dream that night. It was a beautiful dream. I dreamed of my parents, dreamed of my childhood, dreamed of my young self standing with her today, and she was holding me , Walking on the playground of the campus, she walked so fast that she never looked back. I trotted after her, feeling very confused.Although it is not a good dream, it is very beautiful.When I woke up again, the pillow was already wet with tears.

I was lying on the bed, stunned for a while, only to feel that my hand was holding something tightly.Then, I found her sitting under the bed, leaning against the bed in an awkward position and falling asleep.And my hand, has been holding her, did not let go.I let go of my hand like an electric shock, but gradually realized that her appearance was not right, she had a fever and fell into a coma.

Why does this person treat me so well, knowing that I hate her, knowing that I know her special feelings for me, knowing that I reject these, but still approaching me desperately and warming me, is she a moth? Do you know the story of moths to a flame? I am very sad and entangled, but I understand that she is sincerely for my good.

Okay, don’t you want me to cheer up? I’ll show you how to cheer up. I’ll start by taking care of you. I’ll gradually get better. I’ll pay back what I owe you. When I’m clean, I’ll leave You, get rid of you, I never want to see you again in my life!

Holding my breath, I dragged her to the bed with all my might, and began to take care of her. During her illness, I filled my mind with housework and diverted my attention.I don't want her, I want to get better, get rid of her quickly, I don't want to live with her anymore.I didn't stop until she got better.

But my angry actions disappeared after she took me out for a trip.God knows how tortured it is to go to a lively place like a supermarket. I just feel that the whole world is noisy, so noisy that I want to cover my ears.Everyone's eyes made me terrified, and I felt that I had nowhere to hide and could only rely on her.She is my only harbor, I cannot leave her, she is my oxygen.When I was separated from her because of the child's collision, I could barely breathe, and I was overwhelmed by panic. I froze and couldn't move. I looked at her for help, but she was there, smiling at me, and didn't come to pull her. I.How can I take the initiative, I can only freeze with her, but how can I compare to her.In the end, I was so angry that I hit her with my head and beat her to vent my anger, but she kept smiling and looked hateful.When I couldn't move anymore, she still hugged me, whispered in my ear, and said some hateful words.Although I was angry in my heart, when she hugged me, I felt extremely warm and palpitating. I realized that I seemed to be in love with her.

How can I fall in love with her, how can I become gay that I hate.After I realized this, I started to panic, started to avoid her, and started to be more cold towards her.But the feelings deep in my heart began to ferment, inexplicable longing, inexplicable want to get closer, restraint and restraint, longing and longing, I felt like I was going crazy.I wanted to escape from her tenderness, but deep in my heart I clamored that I could not leave her, and I fell into a huge contradiction.

Later, when the child came, I gradually turned my attention to the child, and finally felt better.The strange thing is that Youyou in my impression was an extremely noisy child, but at that time in her home, the child was so cute and cute. I rejected her from the beginning, and gradually approached her, all because of her Impact.She doted on this child so much, as if it was her own, so I even forgot who the biological father of this child was, and only thought it was my child and hers.The way she hugged the child and hummed softly made me jealous, that singing belonged to me, and I didn't want to share it with the child.When this thought came to me, I felt powerless for a while, as if I couldn't escape her.