deserved

Some people say that dreams can last as long as a lifetime.

The house was very quiet, I was dizzy from Qin Huai's anger, so I had to wash hastily and then curled up under the soft quilt.

The quilt smelled of Qinhuai, and his favorite shower gel infiltrated my nasal cavity. When I thought of how many times he had buried his face in the soft pillow and sniffed my hair, I felt a burst of irritability. I raised my fist and hit me viciously He put his pillow, closed his eyes, and exhaled, but his silly face and upside-down appearance appeared in his mind.

Qin Huai is everywhere, penetrating into every hole, controlling my life and meddling in my heart until my dreams are also occupied by him.

There is wind and sun in the dream, and there is a different me.

After getting engaged that day, I finally left the despicable and cunning Qin Huai.

I have a new lover, and he took me home when I was devastated.

He is so kind to me and never restricts my freedom.

We went on a trip, and he took my hand and walked along the wonderful streets, talking to me in a soft voice.

It's very quiet here, and the bright moonlight casts a veil on everything. The world is like a fairy tale, except Qinhuai, which destroys the atmosphere.

Old Qin Huai was chasing us out of breath in his evening dress. He had endless dinners, entertainments, and work, but now he is here to spoil my happiness.

"A Lin, wait for me! Let's get married." The disheartened Qin Huai said, "A Lin, let's get back together. I swear that I will treat you well."

"A Lin, I just want to marry you. A Lin, please give me another chance."

"Ah Lin! Ah Lin—"

"Go away" My lover embraced me, kissed my frightened eyes, and blew on my neck, while holding my hand with a cold hand, touching the ring on it, "He is already mine .”

I nodded, not looking at Qin Huai's sad face.

"He will forget about you. If you come to harass him again, he will definitely fall from the tallest tower in City C."

There is rain and soft water in the dream.

My lover wrapped me in a blanket and let the red water out of the basin.

I opened my bewildered eyes.

"Silly Lin," he murmured, "It hurts so much, I don't want you to leave me." He grabbed my hand, hugged me, and kissed my hair. sad eyes.

I was horrified by him, and vaguely felt that things were a little strange.

But he is my love.

There are soft singing and soft sunshine in the dream,

I close my eyes and cry, the world is darkened.

My lover stretches out my body and wraps me in a blanket.

"Don't cry." He said, and I'm with you.

"Yeah." I replied, "I don't cry."

In the dream, there are stars and stars, spring, summer, autumn and winter.

I made my home in this charming city where I found my love.

I've been through a lot of jobs and they say I'm a lunatic talking to myself.

"Come on," said my lover, "they are all stupid people, and only you are my baby."

There was a couple who came to see me with their children, a girl in a wheelchair from a bakery, a simple middle-aged woman, and a couple of expensively dressed sons and daughters. They all called themselves my relatives and friends.

I don't remember them, so I can only smile at them politely.

Worldly affairs made me feel bored, an old couple showed me a guilty expression and told me to go back to Jiangzhen.

"But my lover is the same gender as me." I said, "Jiang Zhen won't care."

They showed bewildered expressions.

On my 35th birthday, a handsome man gave me a fat tabby cat. He looked at my face in a daze,

I walked to the river alone, watching it stiffen in my arms until it died, and I poured it into the warm spring water together.

Then the world disappeared and my lover got angry with me.

"I was wrong." I said to him weakly lying on the hospital bed, "That man is so scary, it's all his fault, I was bewitched, I don't want to jump off."

"It is indeed his fault, but you have to live well." The lover sighed.

There was chaos in the dream, there was a pair of eyes that were always spying on me, and there was a sneaky person who always appeared in my peripheral vision.

My sister has taken care of me for many years. He divorced her brother-in-law and brought her nephew to join me. There are also elderly parents. We form a family.

That kid has eyes as big as mine. He likes to give me sweet and sweet cotton candy. I give him lectures, from junior high school to college entrance examination, draw a heart for him, and watch him send my poems to one after another. girl.

He used to call me Crazy Uncle, but later he called me Xiaolin.

I watched him grow up and then be separated from him and his girl in a car accident, leaving only the little child in their arms.

I don't like children, but my sister went abroad and has a new family, and that is Xiaotao's only child.

I hate him and he hates me too.

Then the world got weirder and weirder.

There are burning clouds and sunsets here, my lover is still young, he pushes me weakly through the streets and alleys, caressing my white hair blown away by the wind.

He still has a blurred face and a pair of gentle hands.These hands soothe my sorrow, lull me to sleep, into my dreams.

In the dream, I called someone else's name.

"Qin Huai. Qin Huai." I sighed softly.

My lover wakes me up, removes his magic veil, and I look into his face with wide eyes.

"You—" I exclaimed.

"Hush!" He sighed, "As you can see, I am not Qin Huai, who is Qin Huai?"

"Yes, who is Qin Huai?" I thought too.

I searched through my memory and found an autobiography I had read a few years ago.

I will take you seriously, Lin.Between the title pages he said.

Qin Huai, an entrepreneur of C City University, had a devoted lover when he was young. After his lover left, he was heartbroken and got married and had children under the arrangement of his family.And kept his promise, let go of that guy named A Lin, he gave him endless money and absolute freedom, but A Lin disappeared under the calls of millions of readers across the country.

Love is always sad, and there are real people.I heard that the great entrepreneur of Qin is living a very good life: living and working in peace and contentment, full of children and grandchildren, happy family, high career, countless illegitimate children and lovers, and has become an awe-inspiring empire.

When he was 50 years old, he got divorced, and the lawsuit was earth-shattering. It occupied the front page of the C City Evening News for several weeks, and the process dragged on for several years. I know a thing or two about the grand occasion.

"Don't be angry." I said cautiously to my lover, "Everyone called me A Lin before I met you, maybe that's why I feel the same about that A Lin."

My lover snorted softly, "I'll forgive you this time, little money-grubber."

I met my lover in my forgotten memory. My lover is gentle and rich, young and not old, and has accompanied me through many years.Time flies before our eyes, only he remains the same.

Later, I got sick, terminally ill, woke up late, and when I found out, there was not much time left.

I am so old, this is the No.60 six autumns in my life.My lover has sad eyes, looking at me in pain with tears.

"Lin, what's wrong?" He said in a panic.

The air was inexplicably hot, there was an unpleasant smell in the room, and my whole body ached from sitting in the wheelchair.

"It hurts—" I moaned feebly, "It hurts."

But the white-eyed wolf left by Xiaotao cheated me of all the money.

Boss Qin is really a kind person. He established a charity project to seek welfare for poor old people like me in City C.

They will go to home visits, and then launch a tear-jerking program on TV, so that the loving couple who have been together for decades will not have to be separated from each other.For this reason, Qin's shares have been rising steadily, and the majority of netizens have mixed opinions.

But I love this show so much that I force my reluctant lover to watch it over and over again.

I huddled in the old high-rise and stayed at home.My lover is young and thin, and can no longer move the elevator down to the streets and alleys for me.

It was said on TV that Boss Qin himself was 72 years old.

I'm a little jealous of him.

Years are mostly pain for me, but blessings for him.The vicissitudes of life are no match for his handsomeness, but instead make him stronger: his black hair is still thick and smooth, his high-end suit is an enviable waist, and even the mottled deep eyes and spots on his face make him full of emotion.

He came up in person, his tall figure passed through the dark living room, pushed back the bluffing reporters around him and a dozen followers behind him, and knelt down to look at me.

"Jiang Lin, hello." He said in a low and soft voice.

He is so handsome.

I cover my face.

I'm ugly, the pain has broken my limbs, I can't stand, and the whole face is only the eyes.

Knowing that my death was approaching, I left my lover overnight, hoping that he could find someone better.I watched him wailing with a young face, screaming with his slender arms, and screaming with a broken heart, how full of vigor he was.

"Are you okay?" Qin Huai asked, reaching out his big hand to grab my trembling hand, it's really strange that the temperature of the palm is so familiar.

"It's okay." I stammered, but my body curled up ugly, trying to appease my constricted stomach.

"A Lin." He sighed, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

"Huh?" I wondered, very few people call me that. Ever since the last friend named Ji Jinglin lost contact abroad and I forgot his email address many years ago, I have abandoned this name. content in the autobiography. "You must have misunderstood the person. Your Ah Lin has been dead for decades."

He stared at me blankly, tears welling up in his eyes.

Alas, I really hate it, I always like to bring up other people's sad things, no wonder Xiaohui's child doesn't like me.

"President Qin, I would like to advise you," I giggled, "I heard that your house is only a few streets away from mine, so we must be neighbors."

"Yes." He leaned sideways and listened carefully, then burst into tears.

Really polite.

"Then let's take it as advice to my neighbors," I continued. "The doctor said I won't live for three months, but I've already lived past four months, so don't treat me. The effect of the show is definitely not good."

"What program effect?" He was furious, "A Lin, all of this was prepared for you, you fool, you have avoided seeing me for so many years, are you still planning to die secretly?"

"No." I said perfunctorily.

"How can I do that?" He pretended to smile, but it was uglier than crying, "You still have decades to live."

I was in so much pain that I curled up even more, but I couldn't break free from his hand, so I let him hold it and stayed silent with him.

"It's all my fault," he said suddenly, his voice full of unimaginable pain, "A Lin, A Lin, it's all my fault."

I heard that money always drives people crazy, probably people like Qin Huai like to look for shadows of the past in others.He admitted the wrong person and didn't know it.

"No, no." I shook my head, "Once upon a time, I had a lover who said he would treat me well. Look how many years I have hurt him. Fortunately, he was mad at me yesterday." Tears, "I always feel like I've forgotten something these years. I still dream that I'm a famous person and people follow me every day. They all say I'm crazy, but later I found out that all of this is really a lie."

The respectable entrepreneur burst into tears.

I can't be bothered to keep dealing with him, we were never on the same level, and even our lives don't match, he's definitely going to live to be 90 years old.

Well, my old age was somewhat miserable.

Qin Huai refuses to leave no matter what, he hides in my house, wishing to keep it for himself, he really hates it.

I have already rejected his kindness.

Does anyone else know?He was actually an old rascal, secretly kissing my drug-smelling lips, running his fingers through my gray hair, and massaging my feet.

I always blushed, and sometimes I was so angry that I had trouble breathing.

He's always there for me, even when I'm away.

Sad, angry, crazy, angry, full of life, wishing to drag me back.

Later, when he aged sadly, he still tried to come to my side but he never met me again.

I saw my love again, he was always by my side and never left.

When the eyes are dim and the world shrinks, he is the only company.

It turns out that death will only result in boundless emptiness and darkness.

I never told anyone that my lover has my face.

The author has something to say: everyone's resentment, Xiao Gong's BE extra.Continue the plot tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.