 Wysłany: Pią 10:32, 27 Maj 2011 Temat postu: Not love |
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Every morning and evening, are most themselves when Ai Qing. Wearing makeup do not have to behave, let alone carrying false false smile. The morning air is always very easy to stretch Ai Qing miniature between eyebrows. The evening of the falling clouds, allows the Ai Qing has pleased and satisfied. Ai Qing Lin first met Lang in the celebration at the company. After receiving a few entertaining when Ai Qing found a quiet corner to rest. When the eyes of the purpose of the free-free, I saw a man by several women Mouth kept saying: reception to an end, trapped by their own. Ai Qing see that naive man leaning in the corner, next to all of his vomit. I do not know out of Ai Qing view, this is only subconsciously help. No one thought led to another period of grief tangle ... ... Ai Qing week later received an express mail. Very simple, A loss of Ai Qing Lin Lang did not know who is. And colleagues did find out that some Lin-lang is the night that naive man, in another branch of the city. Ai Qing neat looking at the font, the wording of pious and somewhat silly, once again that this is a species of pure man! Ai Qing unconscious shook his head. Two days later, Ai Qing received a second letter express. Contents of each is not much, but almost every day. Such as Ai Ching on a sleepless night, the men will think of this childish, send a message to him, accustomed to the complex every day after work, with this naive man to say a few simple words. When life suddenly broke into a man, can not help but remind me of Ai Qing period pain was entangled ... ... Ai Qing Zhou University of the lovers, is able to be superb, while the high mathematics , you can proudly sing the song three days of outstanding student. In the eyes of Ai Qing, Zhou achievement is a perfect miracle. They can read each other's eyes in the language, understand each other's feelings. Ai Qing Zhou happiest thing is to go into holding her hand the beach in the evening, singing the sweet song. **** They sing, they gazed. Zhou Qing Ai gently from the waist embrace and kiss her lips. Time seems to stop there, all the happiness and perfection here. Ai Qing is very clear, but there is another woman heart Chuzhou Cheng, the former girlfriend of high blue. For this, Ai Qing is always a little too generous, grasping the hand of Zhou, with her body told him, known as When the results came out and allows you as surprised as the default is a surprise. The only doubts the results of Ai Qing - Ai Qing, the high blue. when Ai Qing doubt go with a full week into the brain, I saw a picture of life in mind. High Blue said: Ai Qing behind the tears ... ... Ai Qing Zhou sent to the station, though Ai Qing did not notify him. The same as before, to take all week as Ai Qing. Her find a good seat, put away her luggage. In the crowded station, a pain in the face to avoid another haggard face. Zhou said: Since then, Lang will take the forest every weekend a three-hour train from the city to another city to see Ai Ching. time to meet at the station, Lin Lang man will have a smell with some hugging, some suffocating embrace of Ai Qing - too tight. Ai this time will only tell myself clear, Ai Qing Lin Lang will bring those little girls favorite snacks and accessories, will make only a mother could Ai Qing made her meals. Ai Qing always play with those lovely jewelry with a smile, curious eating those delicious snacks, watching the big boys do in the kitchen in full swing. do not understand why Ai Qing Lin Lang consent and exchanges, this will never understand her childish man. Perhaps in a night of insomnia Ai Qing, Lin Lang's sentence confession, site. On the platform, Ai Lan Zhu Lin Ching-lang waist gently, softly in her ear: Kissed her lips. When driving the train moving, when Ai Qing see Lin-lang lie the window, looked at her closely. Golden Week, Lin Lang brought a bag more than usual. After dinner, Ai Ching on the couch watching TV. Lin Lang Duanliao Yi foot-washing water to the basin in front of her. Ai Qing Lin Lang staring at his feet for an orderly. Meanwhile, chaos mind ... ... Ai Qing just nodded blankly. Ai Lin Ching-lang towel dry the feet, on his lap and began to foot. Ai Qing did not know what kind of language to express feelings at the moment, she really want to say Lin Lang said before going to sleep, Can not find direction. That night, Ai Qing insomnia, but she did not come to the living room. Lin Lang feet for her foot to do the scene over and over again in front of playback. She suddenly realized how Lin-lang viewed this love, how to treat her. But she is so aware how to locate the man he is - a good man should not have met her. few nights later, Lin Ai Qing Lang will give feet foot. And that night,GHD glätteisen, Lin Lang's words, let Ai Qing hesitate heart, look to find a direction. Ai Qing Lin Lang foot to gently touch her leg, Ai Qing tears falling drops of cool. Lin Lang, sorry. again stand on the familiar platform, clutching Ai Lin Ching-lang, tight than before. Ai Qing slowly stretched his body, looking at the faces full of sadness and fear. Lin Lang does not hold their own eyes the tears streaming down, > |
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