induced derailment

My cousin got into a fight with her brother-in-law at home yesterday, because my brother-in-law was well-known outside, and my sister found out about it. She made a fuss about getting a divorce, and all the relatives came to persuade her. For people, otherwise, how can I survive such a long life?

I was speechless after hearing this.

In fact, I haven't come out to her until now. I originally thought that in a few years, I would talk to her when Brother Liang and I both had successful careers. I even thought out my lines, so I said, "Mom, this is me. Boyfriend, we have been together for more than ten years, and we really like each other. We like each other so much that there will be no one else in this life. The two of us are living a good life now, so please agree."

These few words have been brewing in my heart for a long time. If I have any goal worth fighting for now, it should be these few words.

I think the day I said it, it was an explanation to myself, to my mother, and to Brother Liang.

What to do now?

Without Brother Liang in my life plan, it would not be incomplete. It was a house without a skeleton, which would collapse and fall apart.

I told Brother Liang about my brother-in-law's cheating, and I mentioned it to him during breakfast in a nonchalant tone. Not like that kind of guy."

My brother-in-law is a university lecturer. He wears a pair of small glasses and looks gentle. If it hadn't been for the fact that he was caught by my sister, who would have thought that he would do such a thing.

I thought to myself, you don’t look like that kind of person, even I, who claims to know you best, can’t see through you now, so I smiled bitterly and said, “You know your face but you don’t know your heart.”

Brother Liang let out a "hmm", then put a steamed dumpling for me and put it in my vinegar dish, I couldn't eat it, it tasted like chewing wax.

In fact, I really like Brother Liang's actions of taking care of me inadvertently. He seldom says he loves me, but he always remembers to pick up food for me, wipe my face, and zip up my coat for me... It turns out that I am so precious , but now I don't feel touched at all, I just feel sad.

You said, how can people change their minds?It's so strange that people will change their minds after becoming used to it. It seems that people's hearts are more fickle than their brains.

I told my friends about this, and they all said, "I would rather believe that there is no water in the Yellow River, than believe that Brother Liang cheated." Let me quickly verify it again. I can't just think about it by myself. The more I think about it, the more accidents are likely to happen. I think it's quite Yes, chatted with them for a long time and finally came up with a plan.

Then, using the identity of the trumpet, I will have a date with Brother Liang to see if he will agree.

I guess I was too tactful last time, Brother Liang didn’t respond, but this time I simply let go of being explicit. If he agrees, then it’s over without saying anything; but if he refuses, then there’s still There is room for maneuver, at least I know that I must still be important in his heart.

Things have developed to this point, and there is no other way.

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It's three o'clock in the morning and I can't sleep.

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This is the chat record, I said brother come out and meet, I want to see you, you decide the place.

He said yes.

He said yes, he really said yes.

everything is over.

He is sleeping next to me now, with his body facing me, his arms around my waist, his breathing is calm, his brows are relaxed, and he doesn't feel any guilt at all, but it's me who has been betrayed and hurt, and my heart hurts like being torn apart.

I touched his face, from the brow bone to the corner of the mouth. His outline is much sharper than before, with clear lines and a little thinner, but I can still vaguely see what he looked like back then. I remember I touched it like this nine years ago Pass him, still in that laboratory.

When school was over, I dragged him over, he carried me to the lab table, and then stood between my legs, I touched his face with my fingertips, slid from the eyes to the lips, and was caught by him He held it in his hand, he approached me, touched my lips lightly, I asked him, is that all?

He was shyer than me, his eyes wandered to the experimental equipment next to him, and he didn't speak, so I leaned up and smacked his mouth several times, and then stuck out my tongue to lick him. I hugged and sealed my mouth, so I put my arms around his neck and kissed for the first time in my life.

I can't remember what that kiss smelled like, but I just remember the faint smell of alcohol in the laboratory.

I looked at him, Brother Liang didn't look so serious and mature in his sleeping state, but he looked a little childish because of his facial features stretched out. His pajamas were bought by me, and there were small dinosaurs on them. I gave him a cold look, so he had to wear it obediently for two years. With his current appearance, no one would call him an old cadre.

The neckline of the pajamas is wrinkled and a bit rough, so it shouldn't be very comfortable to wear. If I had known earlier, I shouldn't be greedy for such a small gain, and bought him a pajamas made of good materials.

Brother Liang's family conditions are very good, and his job is good now, but after being with me, he eats and wears according to my standards. In fact, he is a bit wronged, but he has never objected to any of my decisions.

Maybe it's just that when the youthful feelings are exhausted, it's not anyone's fault.

Looking at the previous comments, a friend suggested to me to stop the loss in time. Indeed, I should make up my mind.

Regardless of whether there is a village in the future, Brother Liang is already at the end of the mountain for me.

At 07:30 tomorrow night, I'm going to catch rape.

I can't even imagine what expression he will have when he sees me when he opens the door.

The author says:

Sorry sorry, one day late? (′-ω-`)