Divorced only to find true love?

The flow of the holidays is a bit of a mystery, and the first few days are usually leisurely, plentiful and early.Once half of the holiday is over, the next few days are like running water, and every half day is painful.

Realizing that today is the middle of the holiday, Gu Zhiqiao jumped off the two-meter bed and opened the curtains to let the morning light from Erhai Lake into the room.

Erhai is called the sea, but it is actually a lake. After pouring the mineral water into the kettle, Gu Zhiqiao stood on the fence of the terrace and looked into the distance.The morning is quiet, with occasional waterfowls flying by, the green hills in the distance are clearly visible, listen carefully, the turtledoves or pigeons are cooing, the birdsong is melodious and clear, and the call from the mountains is not real.It is not difficult to imagine why so many people travel through thousands of mountains and rivers with backpacks, and settle here after passing through Dali.

Watching or gliding across the water, or gliding between the sky and the earth, or forming a group of water birds swimming in the Erhai Lake in the morning, Gu Zhiqiao feels sorry for his ignorance.When the book is in use, I hate less. It would be great if I could recite a poem and casually mention the species of waterfowl at this time.

After thinking hard for a while, I finally remembered what Thoreau said in "Walden Pond": "I found myself suddenly neighbors with birds; but I didn't catch a bird and shut it up, but I put it I put myself in a cage next to them."

I thought it was a long time in the cage, and I returned to nature, but it was also from one cage to another.

I slept alone last night, slept peacefully without dreams, and when I woke up, I felt a little lonely without the sound of breathing and temperature.

Some people around you think it's crowded, but no one thinks it's too empty.People, that's what people do.

High school classmates talked about husband and wife living together, and acquaintances said that it is best for one person to live together.Each has its own space, which saves you from snoring, turning over, grinding your teeth, affecting each other, and sleeping together when you want to sleep together.Some students said that they want to set up a bunk bed, which is controlled by a circuit. When the love is strong, when the switch is pressed, the friend on the upper bunk will immediately fall down, like an angel falling into the mortal world.At that time, everyone laughed and said: The bed is not ready, what should I do if it gets stuck in the middle, wouldn't it be a disappointment.

Some students also said that what kind of couples are called if they don't sleep on the same bed.

Husband and wife, how do you count as a couple?In the face of disaster, it is the couple who fly separately, the couple who forget each other in the rivers and lakes are the couple, the couple who live together for the rest of their lives, and the couple who meet each other better but are countless in the world.

Gu Zhiqiao was puzzled, what he knew clearly when he was a child, but he didn't understand when he grew up.

Everyone has their own way of getting married, but she and Lin Hanyin...

If you have grievances together, you will think about it when you are apart, would it be better if you only talked about love at the beginning?

From falling in love to getting married, no matter how bad the blind date is to getting married, there is always time to spend together to understand whether each other is suitable.It's good for them, just take the left half and the right half, click it, and forcefully combine them into one, breaking off all the corners and corners.

Does it hurt?pain.

Want to tear it apart?Still struggling.

The pain has been hurting for so long, what if it gets better.

But no one can say whether it is one in a hundred thousand, one in a million or one in a billion.

Lin Hanyin said on the day of the wedding: If there is a problem in the future, let's not separate immediately if we feel that we are not suitable for each other, let's work hard to fix it together, okay?

She agreed.

At that time, she felt that she had feelings and everything could be mended.How can man, the most adaptable and malleable of men, be irreparable.

She forgot that there is a kind of mending called mending the sky, a professional skill of the goddess.

There are feelings now, but repairing... is not so much about repairing, as it is about reforming.

Lin Hanyin wanted to persist in this relationship and reform her in the meantime, she could see it, but what about herself.

It's useless to think too much, let's take a look at what to eat for breakfast first.

Gu Zhiqiao changed his clothes, closed the door and went downstairs, the inn was quiet.In the past few days, except for the guests eating in the corridor at night, I have hardly seen any residents. They are not the average level of birds and fish. Even in the off-season, there will not be only two of them living here.

Could it be that Cheng Chonghe stopped other businesses in order to receive them?

If you park for one day, you will lose one day's room rate, and ordinary rooms can cost hundreds of dollars a day. It's money, money.

Walking into the courtyard, I met Mark Twain's eyes as he walked over.

"Morning, Mark Twain."

Dalmatians watch her.

Gu Zhiqiao bent down and looked at the top of Mark Twain's head with a smile: "Can I touch you?"

Mark Twain sat down in front of her.

Gu Zhiqiao smiled openly, "You're so good."

She stretched out a finger and put it carefully on the top of the dog's head, rubbed it, and smelled the finger habitually.

No smell, the dog was clean, and there was no rejection of her.

well.

Gu Zhiqiao touched its head and chin in peace.It is said that petting pets can secrete a neurotransmitter called oxytocin, which can reduce the level of stress hormones in the human body and lower blood pressure.

"Mark Twain, have you had your breakfast yet?"

Mark Twain didn't answer, and looked at Gu Zhiqiao with his watery eyes.

"Does this mean you haven't eaten it?" Gu Zhiqiao looked around, not looking like someone, "Do you know where the dog food is? The dog food you ate."

Mark Twain stood up quickly, took her to a shelf by the wall, sat down and wagged his tail.

"Yo, I understand again, smart dog. Let me see how much you want to eat."

Gu Zhiqiao was looking at the instructions on the back of the packaging bag when Mark Twain suddenly stood up and took a step with his long legs, trying to run.

"Mark Twain." The voice was stern, not angry.

Gu Zhiqiao was shocked a little, looked at Mark Twain who had been named, hesitated for a while, and threw himself into the arms of its owner.

Its owner was wearing a coat, loose sweatpants, and fluffy slippers standing in the corridor.Gu Zhiqiao took a special look at her slippers. Fortunately, they were not in the shape of rabbits. Putting rabbits and Cheng Chonghe together was very inconsistent.What animal is a better match?She couldn't figure it out, but this pair of crocodile heads is very good now.

"Mark Twain, did you do something bad? Where do you want to run away?"

The dog wagged its tail and sat upright in front of its owner.

Gu Zhiqiao explained for it: "I thought it hadn't had breakfast, so I asked it where the dog food is, and it brought me to get it."

"It's always like this. It's obviously been eaten, but it's pretending not to eat." Cheng Chonghe smiled at Gu Zhiqiao with narrowed eyes, his slightly curly short hair was a bit messy, and he could tell that he had just woken up not long ago.

"Ah, you liar." Gu Zhiqiao stepped forward and scolded the dog, "You lied to me and abused my kindness. Mark Twain, tell me, are you shameless to lie to such a gentle and good man? You big Liar, your heart won't hurt."

Just when he was about to complain tearfully, a smell of holly-flavored toothpaste wafted through the tip of his nose. Gu Zhiqiao touched his nose, a little embarrassed, as if he had discovered something terrible.

What's so embarrassing about neuropathy, toothpaste, toothpaste, who doesn't use toothpaste.She scolded herself.

To hide her embarrassment, she raised her hand to say hello: "Good morning, Ms. Cheng."

Silly, like a primary school student meeting a teacher.

Cheng Chonghe laughed out loud, "Miss Gu, you are too early."

Hey, people are more popular than others, and Lin Hanyin didn't inherit her mother's smile at all. When she smiled, her whole body lit up.No wonder people say that before the age of 35, look at the face, and after the age of 35, look at the temperament.

Gu Zhiqiao touched his head, "Is Hanyin still sleeping?"

"Yeah, we talked for a long time last night, and she was tired. You are here to play, so it doesn't matter what time you sleep. Or do you have arrangements for today?"

Gu Zhiqiao was very honest, "You are the only arrangement, the others are all accidents."

"And you, how was your sleep?"

"Don't be too good, you can turn around and roll around."

"Insomnia is tossing and turning."

Gu Zhiqiao stuck out his tongue, "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

"When I get older, I don't sleep much. That's enough. When I first arrived in France, I couldn't sleep all night. Come on, let's go to the front. The steamed buns, corn, and yam are steaming, and rice noodles and fried dough sticks are on the way. I'm going to buy breakfast. I'm back. If you want bread, wait a moment, bake two slices and fry an egg, okay? It's a pity that there are no croissants for sale so early. Yinyin said you like to eat croissants. What do you want to drink? Coffee or tea? Coffee is made in Yunnan Small coffee, ground from male beans."

Cheng Chonghe was leading the way, talking a lot in one breath, but couldn't hear Gu Zhiqiao's feedback, thinking she didn't keep up.As soon as she stopped and turned around, she felt that the man bumped into her arms without thinking.

Young body, soft smell, different feeling from hugging Lin Hanyin.Cheng Chonghe patted her on the back, smiled and said, "Miss Gu, you are quite comfortable to hold, no wonder Yinyin calls you Gu Xiaojiao."

Gu Zhiqiao had a serious face, "Who said that, I'm obviously attacking." After he finished speaking, he realized what he had said, and his already flushed face became hotter and hotter, as if his whole body was on fire.

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Why is the birthday not updated?

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