The woman I love is cruel

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A hand reached out to help her stabilize her body.

The concerned eyes are Uncle Du, this man supported the scene in a silent way.

Her lips moved, "Thank you."

The man's voice was still not loud, "I should thank you..."

Fang Fei raised her head and said to Miss Wen, "Miss Wen, I'm not feeling well, I'll wait for you in the car."

Miss Wen didn't say a word, presumably it was acquiescing.

She just walked into the rain alone.

Aunt Du's hard shell was completely defeated the moment she lifted the white cloth.

Ms. Wen and Old Tang didn't enter the door, in order not to witness the embarrassment of the older generation, but it was almost heart-piercing, and the painful howling still made Old Tang rub his eyes, put his hand on the doorknob, and keep his eyes open at any time. The posture of going in.

After a long time, Old Tang said, "Old Wen, did I hurt her?"

Miss Wen said, "Why do you say that?"

Old Tang said: "I own a security company, so I can't protect her."

"Obviously, the bodyguard was still driving behind her that day, but that bastard drove to 90 horses! In this weather, driving 90 horses, isn't that the same as charging into the Palace of the King of Hades? It flew directly from the intersection, how could it be saved in time?"

"It was an accident," Miss Wen said.

Old Tang continued: "I remember the first time I saw her, but it wasn't actually at a hot pot restaurant. That day, I happened to pass by Feida on business. The weather was hot and I walked into a milk tea shop. I said: Green tea does not put sugar. I heard With a chuckle, she said, "Do you still put sugar? You order such a cheap one, I don't even bother to put ice in it."

"She was wearing a skirt that little girls like, and her gāngān is clean, like the green shade under the camphor tree in summer. I was dressed in black at the time, and people would say I was old-fashioned when they met, and they thought I was in my thirties, but I was actually only 25."

"I thought at the time, this girl is really cute. You said, if it weren't for that scumbag, we wouldn't have met, wouldn't this be the case today?"

"Meng Lan will be like any girl in Feicheng, live in peace, find a job she likes, and meet another person who loves her?"

Ms. Wen said: "I don't know. But I think if it was Meng Lan, if she had predicted what would happen today, she would not choose to interfere with your meeting, but would see you earlier and fall in love with you, Change the ending of tonight and try to spend as long time with you as possible."

She turned her head and looked into Old Tang's eyes, "You are her choice, and these cannot be blamed on you."

Old Tang was speechless.

The identification department door opened, and Uncle Du walked out with the help of Aunt Du whose legs were trembling.

Lao Tang immediately stepped forward to support her, and saw this woman who had never given Lao Tang a good face before suddenly said to Lao Tang, "Meng Lan is a very good girl, she has always been very obedient, I gave birth to her at the age She is very young and has only one daughter, so she didn't want her to be too far away from us, so she chose a university close to home."

Old Tang said: "She has been very good."

Aunt Du continued: "She likes you very much, she has never argued with us for anything before... the funeral, please stand by our side."

Old Tang said, "Yes."

This acknowledgment apparently came too late.

Miss Wen followed, and Old Tang escorted the Du family and his wife into the car. The rain hadn't stopped, but it was getting lighter.

Old Tang straightened his waist.

She said: "Old Wen, you are calmer than me, walk with me for a while."

"En." Miss Wen suddenly removed the umbrella that was covering the heads of the two of them, and Old Tang suddenly turned her head. After being surprised, she turned back to stretch herself in the dense rain, "Old Wen, thank you."

Miss Wen patted her on the shoulder, "I asked Lao Zhang to go back first, and I beg you to take him in for a night tonight."

"Clothes, we're about the same size, come to my house," she held her head up, the rain flowing along the curve of her face to her open mouth, "Anyway, no one cares about me anymore."

The sky slowly turned gray and blue, and the rain continued. Miss Wen and Old Tang walked along the empty sidewalk.

It's a long way.

In the hollows of the road, the water is full of rainwater and flows down the sidelines to the sewers.

The sidewalks were also slippery, and they kicked off their shoes and walked on in just their socks.

It seems that this night suddenly returned to Girls' Generation.

With the sound of the rain, Old Tang wiped the dripping rain on his face and shouted: "Are you cold?"

Miss Wen raised her head halfway, as if wondering why she was asking this question.

Old Tang shouted to the sky again: "I'm so cold."

Small shops on the street are open 24 hours a day.

Old Tang stood on the porch sheltered from the rain, knocked on the glass window, and said to the dozing clerk inside, "Bring me a dozen beers, alcoholic Peanut, and if you have hot Oden, give us two bowls."

The clerk was so frightened by the inexplicable noise that he almost fell off his chair.

Seeing Old Tang, he poked his head out of the glass door, "Why don't you come in and choose for yourself?"

Old Tang smiled, and handed over the wallet, "We are all wet, so we don't want to dirty the shop, lest you have to drag it clean."

The clerk responded with an "oh" and retracted his head.

When they came out, they stuffed everything including receipts and change into plastic bags.

Old Tang lifted the bag to Miss Wen, "Go to a place with no wind."

"On this side, there happened to be a car blocking it."

One bottle, two bottles... The drinking is so silent this time, drinking without worries will only make people sober.

Old Tang remembered that when she was young, she was so monotonous.

In summer, boys can take off their shirts and put their heads in the cool running water.

And girls have to be careful even with blowing fans, not to blow up their skirts.

She once secretly glanced at the group of boys sitting in the back row.

Not because of liking, but because of envy.

She envied those boys, because they can confess to the girl they like and win a bunch of inexplicably cute and joyful whistles, they can also sneak in behind the class wearing a sweaty uniform with a basketball on their shoulders, they don't care about grades and parents. It seems that beating and scolding is not bad for a lifetime.

She is not a person who is used to indulgence and wantonness, so she envies those who can do so.

Later, she realized that it was not her youth that was boring, but herself.

I don't remember who said that I hope to go to the world of female queens, and be able to flirt with men openly with shirtless arms, and then stick to others, only to say that the air conditioner is turned on too much, and it is too cold.

The girl whose head was full of whimsical ideas was an accident in her life. This love burned so fast that it almost burned all of Old Tang's wantonness.

It also made her prefer to stay in that dream with Meng Lan and sink in it for the rest of her life.

Suddenly, a pretty female voice sounded beside her, and two bottles of milk were handed to her.

"Drinking alcohol hurts the stomach, milk sobers up the hangover, these two bottles are for you, I took the money from the plastic bag."

Old Tang raised his head, still in a daze against the light, his mouth opened and closed without saying a word.

Miss Wen took the milk and said thanks, and pulled Old Tang from the side of the street.

"time to go."

A few sleepless nights followed.

Fang Fei only focused on studying, and Miss Wen was still the bat that disappeared during the day.

Old Tang didn't go back to his home. Ms. Wen's villa was originally a love nest where she and Tian Niu occasionally rested.

After Fang Fei had finished eating, she couldn't bear to see Old Tang's unhappy appearance, and her hands that were cleaning up the dishes also slowed down.

Seemingly inadvertently, she said, "I dreamed about Miss Du last night."

Old Tang's spirit was a little cheered up, but immediately became sluggish again, "It's just right, I can't sleep these few days, I don't have her in reality, and I don't have her in my dreams."

Fang Fei said: "Miss Du bid farewell to me. She still looked the same, saying that she was not in too much pain. When she bid farewell to me, she was going to drink Mengpo soup and reincarnate."