My girlfriend is 20 years older than me

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After receiving Shu Yan's love, Ying Zhuwan withdrew her gaze, and the arc of the corner of her mouth did not fall for a long time.

The female artist is a few years younger than Ying Zhuwan, and she is a little familiar. After a few days of contact, she began to call Ying Zhuwan sister Ying.She looked at Ying Zhuwan's sudden smile and was a little curious.Because this smile is very sweet, different from Ying Zhuwan's usual polite smile, she is sure that this smile is not directed at her.She couldn't help gossiping and asked, "Sister Ying thought of something happy?"

Ying Zhuwan shook her head lightly, then resumed her polite smile: "Nothing".

It's really nothing, just seeing the bundle of smoke, I can't help but raise the corners of my mouth, and I feel at ease.

***

One morning nine years later, Ying Zhuwan felt her heart throbbing again, but she didn't faint this time.But Shu Yan was still worried and took her to see a doctor.Sure enough, it was the same organ aging as in previous years. It was not sudden, but it was still much faster than normal aging.

Ying Zhuwan took a long vacation to recuperate her body, and Shu Yan stayed around her every day, for fear that any accident would happen to her.

Once a person passes thirty, he will obviously feel the changes in his body.Unknowingly, a few nasty wrinkles will appear on the face, and the physical strength will gradually decrease, not to mention that Ying Zhu, who is aging faster, is too late.

Ying Zhuwan stood in front of the mirror, touched her skin that was getting worse day by day, her throat gradually tightened, and her eyes were filled with tears.

No woman can bear her own aging.Watching your skin lose its luster and elasticity is a very scary thing.

Even though Shu Yan comforts Ying Zhuwan every day, she is still very beautiful and still moves her heart.But that kind of beauty has nothing to do with youth.And she believes that no matter what she looks like, Shu Yan will move her heart.

Ying Zhuwan squatted on the ground covering her face, biting her lower lip and trying not to make a sound, she didn't want Shu Yan to worry.

Her tears fell violently on the back of her hands that were no longer tender, and her body began to feel more and more tired. In her blurred vision, there were still a few silver strands at the temples that had turned white overnight.

She just pulled out a few yesterday.

The gray hair seemed to be against her, and several strands popped out every day, reminding her of the fact of aging in this visible way.

The bunch of cigarettes has not yet grown gray hair.

Ying Zhuwan was very afraid that one day she would wake up and turn into an old lady with white hair and wrinkled face, so how would she face Shuyan?

She couldn't imagine herself touching Shu Yan's face with her inflexible hands, nor could she imagine herself embracing Shu Yan with her body covered with age spots, to be honest with her.

Ying Zhuwan was about to be swallowed up by the fear of aging.

She sat weakly on the cold tiles in the bathroom, wiping her tears over and over again.

Ying Zhuwan had been in the bathroom for a long time, and there was no sound in it, no sound of water flowing, and no sound of Ying Zhuwan's footsteps.Shu Yan worriedly pushed open the door.Ying Zhuwan was wearing a thin nightgown, sitting on the cold tiles, weeping silently, with a few long white hairs falling off at her feet.

Shu Yan squatted down, hugged Ying Zhuwan with her warm body, and patted her back lightly: "Ah Wan, don't do this, I feel so bad."

Holding Shuyan's neck, Ying Zhuwan sobbed and said, "I, I'm fine, but I feel a little sad because I've become ugly."

Shu Yan let go of Ying Zhuwan's back, looked at her weeping face with a smile, and said softly: "Who said you have become ugly? You are obviously much younger and more beautiful than me after you just came back from time travel. At that time you Do you think I'm ugly too?"

Ying Zhuwan shook his head, choked up and said: "No..."

Shu Yan gently wiped Ying Zhuwan's tears with his thumb, with the most tender affection in his eyes, "Getting old is something that everyone has to go through, even though you are aging faster than others now, you are still younger than me Ah. You see, I am over 50 years old now, am I still narcissistic in front of you every day? We can dye my hair if it is gray. Anyway, the current hair dyes don’t cause cancer. It’s ok to dye one long hair once. stay with you, okay?"

Ying Zhuwan's tears stopped, Shu Yan hugged her and stood up, saying: "It's cold on the ground, let's go to bed first."

It's not even six o'clock in the morning, and the biological clocks of both of them are getting earlier and earlier.

Shu Yan hugged Ying Zhuwan's cool skin, and gently kissed Ying Zhuwan's moist eyes, the bitter taste stimulated the taste buds, "No matter what happens, we have to face it together, next time don't secretly I cried in the bathroom, you know?"

Ying Zhuwan sniffed and said calmly: "Actually, I'm not afraid of shortening my lifespan at all. This way I can synchronize with your life and grow old together. I'm just afraid of getting old and ugly..."

Shu Yan hugged Ying Zhuwan tightly: "You are always the most beautiful in my heart, no matter what you become, I will always love you."

Ying Zhuwan whispered on Shu Yan's lips: "I love you too..."

If Ying Zhuwan had to choose between 20 years of youth and Shuyan, then Ying Zhuwan would definitely choose Shuyan without hesitation.

There are only a handful of 20 years in a short life, but there is only one cigarette.

***

The fresh and tender Fujimoto roses are enchanting and gentle on the flower stand, and the warm sunshine in the afternoon shines into the piano room, and the dust dances lightly.

Shu Yan was sitting in front of the piano in a white gauze dress, and the years made her more and more charming.She has learned many pieces of music now, and her posture of playing the piano is also close to professional.

The tune is very comfortable.

Ying Zhuwan was sitting on the wicker chair in front of the French window, her long black hair was scattered on it, her face was as mature as a bunch of smoke, and Maru Maru obediently lay at her feet.

There is love in the air.

Shen Lun's Jinnian is just like seeing him for the first time, the years are quiet and joyful.

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Chapter 59

In the gym, on three adjacent treadmills, two people and one dog are sweating or slobbering.

Although Wanwan is approaching the end of her life, she is still in good health because she is well fed and cared for.Shu Yan and Ying Zhu would occasionally take it with them when they came out to exercise late, and set up a treadmill for it to exercise properly.

Life is short, and the lifespan of a dog is even shorter than that of a human.Seeing their beloved dog's health getting worse year by year, Shu Yan and Ying Zhuwan feel distressed.One year of a dog is equivalent to seven years of a human being. Marumaru has been ten years old, and the converted adult age is already 70 years old.

Seeing that Wanwan was struggling to run, Shu Yan stopped her own treadmill and slowly stopped Wanwan's treadmill.Wanwan looked at Shuyan sticking out her tongue non-stop, even though she was very tired, she still rubbed her head affectionately against Shuyan's knee.Shu Yan lovingly touched his head.