abnabooks Chapter 109 What a Shameless Woman (2)
Chapter 109 What a Shameless Woman (2)
Chapter 109 What a Shameless Woman (2)
Even if he stood in front of Ning Ning and said frankly that he was framed at the beginning, and that all of this was not his intention, he still found it extremely ridiculous. Such pale words, even he himself found it dazzling, so what qualifications did he have? Take her hands again.
A relationship has gone through so much, but now, he doesn't know how to face it.However, the only thing he knows and has always understood clearly is that he still loves her.
From the age of 7, I saw her dirty little face stuck to ice cream, and her eyes as bright as grapes when she raised her head. It seemed that those beautiful eyes had appeared in her sleep.Until that day in the self-study class, he inadvertently glanced out of the window, and with just one glance, he saw the girl passing by in the corridor, and a bright smile slowly rose on his immature face.
That year when the gardenias were in full bloom, he was ten years old and she was eight years old.
Since then, he has become her knight, and she is still a beautiful and proud princess.
"Moli." In a trance, he seemed to hear the woman's crisp and gentle voice. He took a last puff of cigarette, and when the woman approached, he quickly threw the cigarette end into the trash can beside him.
Ning Ning looked at the man's skillful movements, pursed her lips tightly, but pretended that she didn't see anything, and ran to the man, "It's getting late, go back!"
When I came out of the milk tea shop, it was already 5 o'clock in the afternoon. This milk tea shop is close to Jinding. When I was in school, Ning Ning liked to drink the taro milk tea from this shop.Over time, Mo Li also patronized this shop all day long, just because of the faint smile on the corner of the woman's mouth when she took the milk tea.
At that time, Mo Li had just been admitted to Jinding, and Ning Ning was still working hard to prepare for the high school entrance examination.No matter how busy he is every day, Mo Li will ride his bicycle to this store to buy a cup of fresh taro milk tea, and then go around Santiao Street, happily delivering it to the woman.
In the season when the leaves were falling that year, Joey Yung's "Little" was played all over the street. She liked the lyrics in it very much, and it was always played in loop on the MP3.
The bus came slowly, and the two got on the bus one after the other, Ning Ning took out the coins that had been prepared from the bag, and put them in lightly.Because the Spring Festival was approaching, the carriages were empty, and Ning Ning habitually walked to the third row from the bottom and sat down, turning his head and staring at the crowd passing by outside the window in a daze.
"Memories are like a storyteller, with a tone full of local accents, jumping over puddles and bypassing small villages, waiting for the fate to meet" I don't know when, this song was played in the car, it is still the familiar melody, the familiar sound.
"Small vows are still unsteady, little tears are still holding on, and immature lips are saying parting."
Unable to help, she also hummed softly, closed her eyes, and seemed to smell the strong sweetness of milk tea in her nose. That cup of taro milk tea with [-] yuan and [-] cents was the best memory of her youth.
There were very few vehicles on the road, and the bus was unimpeded all the way. After 10 minutes, the car slowly stopped at the stop sign of "Home Community". He took a few deep breaths.
Since you have chosen to face it, you cannot back down.She secretly cheered herself up in her heart, but her hands on both sides were clenched unnaturally.The steps under his feet gradually became hesitant, and every step he took needed to use all his strength.
She felt a warm palm wrapping her little hand, and immediately heard the man's gentle words: "Ah Leng, I haven't been here for so long, my parents probably want to cry!"
(End of this chapter)