The director is too flirtatious

Don't be impulsive, think carefully about what you want.

I want to be with the Director, to have our family, and if possible, to have our children.

The little child looks exactly the same as the director when he was a child, beautiful and delicate like a doll.Small and soft, once I call her, she will spread her short legs and run over to hug my leg, and call her mother in a childish voice.

At that time, there was an orange cat at home. It was fat and lazy. It liked to watch TV with its owner on the sofa.The long tail sweeps lazily, and the cat's eyes are half-closed.The director sat aside, watching TV with the remote control in one hand, while stroking the orange cat's head.

I took my daughter who just entered kindergarten to sit on the open space beside the sofa, with cushions on the floor, this is my daughter's paradise.The two of us are playing a phonics card game.The voice of a certain variety show came out from the TV. The voice was a bit loud. I was a little dissatisfied and said to the director, the voice is too loud, please keep your voice down.

The director apologized and said sorry to me, then turned off the TV.Barefoot walked up to us in three or two steps, found a place without toys and sat down cross-legged, picked up a card and asked my daughter what it was.

The daughter looked at the card with bright eyes, and smiled back at the director's words, "frog, kiss gwā", and said frog in English.

The director touched his daughter's head and responded gently, awesome.At that time, the director was over 35 years old, and there were thin crow's feet on the corners of her eyes, but they were not obvious, but it made her more gentle and elegant.

The daughter was very happy to be recognized by Mummy, and her eyes narrowed with a big smile.She happily held the cards, trying to identify the items on them, and read out loud one by one.

I laughed until I could see my teeth, looked at my daughter, then at the director, and gave them each a kiss.

The orange cat on the sofa was left out. It seemed unwilling to be left behind. It jumped off the sofa and came to us with slow steps. It looked left and right, and finally found it by the director's leg. It fell asleep again in the position it wanted most.

I laughed and scolded the cat for being heartless and only had eyes for the director.At this time, my daughter lay on my lap and said with a smile that mother is not afraid, you still have me.

The director said that her daughter has no conscience, she only has her mother in her heart, not mommy.The daughter immediately threw herself into the director's arms, saying that she also loves Mommy.She also tried to hold hands with both sides, but she was too small, and her fleshy little hands couldn't reach at all.

I moved my seat with a smile and sat next to the director. Fat Orange was pushed aside by me, and it opened its eyes.I saw it was fat and cute, rubbed its head, then picked it up and put it on my lap.

Fat Ju looked up at me, then lowered his head again, found a comfortable position, and continued to sleep on his stomach.The daughter also jumped into the director's arms, but half of her body leaned towards me, reaching out to touch the fat orange in my arms.

The director smiled extremely tenderly and indulgently, and there was deep nostalgia and satisfaction in those fascinating eyes.She put her arms around her daughter to keep her from falling, then turned her head and smiled at me.

I was obsessed with her eyes, and then I heard her say I love you.

One thought, I love you.

Of course, do you dare not love me?

I smiled proudly and moved, but what I said seemed to be a bit arrogant, I could continue to threaten, if you dare not love me, I took my daughter and ran away.

The director's expression became more and more gentle, she asked softly, do you love me?

Do I love director?Of course I love her. I love her to the bottom of my heart. When I think of her company in the days to come, I feel that my breath is sweet.I love her so much that I can be obsessed with it. Just reading her name, I feel full of emotion.

Love, I love you.

The tenderness in the director's eyes could almost flow out, but the tenderness seemed to have turned into tears, a hazy layer, making people almost heartbroken just looking at it.She asked me softly, you said you love me, so why are you reluctant?

I didn't want it, how could I not?

At this time, the orange cat in my arms disappeared, my cute and well-behaved daughter disappeared, and the familiar decorations at home disappeared.It was just me sitting face to face with the director.The director is smiling and weeping.

She seemed dissatisfied with the result of my answer, and she seemed to have not heard it. She was still asking me gently and calmly, how could you be willing to let go of the happiness we used to be so beautiful?

All our wonderful stories are disappearing.Those dreams that seemed to have just come true, disillusioned like a mirage.

I didn't know why, and I was still a little panicked. I wanted to explain, but found that I couldn't speak at this time.I desperately wanted to grab the director, but found that I just missed it.

The director's distance is so close to mine, but no matter how hard I try, I can't reach her position.Her tears kept flowing and never stopped, so I watched her eyes turn red and her face become desperate.

Obviously you love me very much, why is there no result?

Obviously you love me too, why did we miss it?

Our happiness is so rare and beautiful, how can you be willing to not want it?

When you think of me, when your heart beats, doesn't it hurt?

The director asked her questions sentence by sentence. She was calm and calm as always, without a trace of embarrassment. Only those two lines of uninterrupted tears proved her sadness.

One thought, why are you so cowardly?

Can I choose to hate you?

There are too many dreams in the night, so don't think of me.

Do not you think about me.

After the director finished saying this, everything disappeared, like a computer-generated special effect, her figure gradually shattered and disappeared.

"do not want!"

I rushed over in horror, only to find that I sat up suddenly from the bed.

I have messy hair like a chicken coop, my eyes are red, and the hair on my temples has already been soaked with tears.I didn't know where I was, and I sat terrified, my tears were still flowing, and my heart was hurting, as if I was sick.

What's wrong?What happened?I looked down at myself, I was still under the blanket, because I got up rashly, the cold wind came in, and my body was shivering.

I looked around for a while, and finally realized where I was.

It turned out that it was just a dream, and it hadn't come true, and then it was a dream that was disillusioned.Obviously that night, the director and I separated at the gate of the company, she went back to her house, and I went back to my parents.

As if it wasn't the two of us crying and kissing in the dark in the company, no one could mention it, dare not mention it, as if nothing happened.

Where do I have children with the director?Where is the orange cat?What's more, where are we still together?

It was all but a dream.

My lips trembled, my hands unconsciously hugged my head, and I curled up together.

Why, why is this dream so real?The children who obviously belong to us are so real, small and soft, smart and cute.Isn't that lazy orange cat very real?Isn't the director very real?

I've kissed her before, and the smell is so familiar. I even noticed a small mole on her face that few people noticed. How could it be fake?

It's all fake, it's all fake, how can I bear it?

What I can't bear the most is that when the beauty disappears, the director's question is true.

Why, why we love each other, but can't be together?Why, why can't I have such a beautiful happiness?Why, why should we miss it?

Director, does she hate me?really hate me

My body was shaking violently, and finally I couldn't help crying.

Why?Why is it so painful?

The heart is obviously in such pain, why can't it just explode?Wouldn't it be nice to blow everything up?Blow my body to pieces, drain my soul from my mind, and I'll never suffer again.

Why can't you just die like this?Why do I have to suffer like this?Why can't there be a workaround?I beat my heart that was so painful that it was about to stop beating uncontrollably, and my tears turned into hysterical cries.

"what!"

I was in pain as if I had lost my mind, and I beat my heart again and again, as if I could stop the pain in my heart with external force.I wanted to dig out this broken heart, I tore my clothes like a lunatic, trying to dig out the heart.

"what!"

I screamed heart-piercingly, in great pain, but why are the clothes on my body so difficult to tear off?I can't touch my heart at all, I'm really going crazy, can you give me a relief?

The door was suddenly opened, and my parents broke in together. Seeing me curled up on the bed, crying and beating myself, my mother was so frightened that tears burst out.

"One thought!" My mother rushed up in a panic and hugged me.

"Calm down, just think!" Dad hugged me from behind forcefully, grabbed my hands to prevent me from continuing to abuse.

"Ah!" I screamed in pain, struggling, "My heart hurts so much! It hurts so much! Mom and Dad, it's broken, don't want it, don't want it!"

My mother burst into tears on the spot, unable to hold me any longer, and fell to the ground, trembling all over.

I turned around and grabbed my dad out of control, crying and shouting, "Dad, save me! I'm in so much pain, save me!"

Dad also burst into tears, and his face suddenly seemed to have aged several years.He firmly grasped my shoulders with both hands, and shouted loudly: "Yi Nian! Wake up! It's just a dream! It's okay!"

Dad's voice was very loud, really loud, and it made my ears hurt a little.His heart throbbed suddenly, but he calmed down a little.With a dazed profile, I asked in a dazed and numb manner, "Is this a dream?"

Seeing that I was finally no longer out of control, Dad breathed a sigh of relief and nodded affirmatively, "This is a dream, it's over."

I widened my eyes, as if I could see clearly what was going on.But my pupils couldn't focus, and my spirit couldn't condense, so I asked in a daze but with great anticipation: "What about Yier?"

Silence, deathly silence in the bedroom.

"Ah!" Mom suddenly covered her face and burst into tears. She fell to the ground, covering her face in pain, crying heartbreakingly.

I was pulled back to my senses by my mother's crying, and I finally realized what happened.

What am I doing?Why did I make my mother cry?What am I still doing in bed?Go down and help mom up... I kept blaming myself in my heart, how could I be so unfilial?

But I couldn't move at all, as if my body didn't belong to me.My tears were still flowing uncontrollably, I tried my best to smile, and looked at my mother, "Mom... I'm fine, it's just a dream... I woke up, I really woke up..."

"No Yier... No... By the way, I asked Lan Hui out today... Mom, I'm really fine. I can, I can accept Lan Hui... It's over, it's over .”

Mother's crying paused, and then a more stern cry broke out.