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How much love can be repeated
me and Joe met in the sophomore year, she is my baby, but also our school beauty school recognized, not only pretty to learn 也好. Xiao Qiao in the year in the liberal arts, is always among the best, but some far-fetched science achievement. Sophomore and I was assigned to a class Xiao Qiao, Xiao Qiao home is no longer the city, she lived in the school dormitory, the dormitory of the girls are very fond of her. Her character has some boyish,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and his lavish, diligence and determination and perseverance to do things never asked mud and water. But the Chinese are fond of classical literature, early literature she can mouth to come. Often angered some liberal arts students the envy of far-fetched. Me! And Little Joe is the front desk, of course, and the opportunity to be together Missy natural than other people.
suddenly two years of college life is over, the eve of graduation, the students were busy most of their own work. Private agreement between me and Joe, as far as possible we have to work in the same city. I studied the main subject is the financial industry, after graduation, was assigned a bank branch in the city work. Little Joe is not in the city because of family, in this strange city, and no substantial family background. So, was assigned to the outskirts of an upcoming closure of garment factories, being made a temporary worker. This made Little Joe was very unbalanced, and she learned that the professional is completely poles apart. I spent great pains to use all my relationships, I want Joe transferred back to the bank. I found a very good student and my father, his father was in the mines, and in places very strong, his father and General Manager of our bank is said to be very good friends. So, do not take much effort, I have transferred my Missy this branch.
days later, Little Joe and I still very well, we often go to coffee shops, along with entertainment, go out to play outside. To greenhouse-season fruit picking farm, went to live farm compound. One evening, I called Missy sat in the woods near a warm coffee. Day, twenty-year-old also happens to be Joe's birthday, to give Joe a different kind of birthday. A few days ago, I made an appointment and cafes of the boss, so the next day I visit the cafe and when Little Joe, a Joe to create a surprise. The day when the boss and all the staff, hand-held color birthday candles in front of Little Joe, Little Joe was stunned, staring at her large eyes look around. Subsequently, the back and looked at me, tears streaming down unstoppable. Houseful of wide range of color garland, hanging in every corner of the room, and some garlands woven into a happy birthday, and some are woven into a huge lantern, and some have been woven into greetings. Composed of colorful world of flowers,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], lanterns, twinkling lights alternately with water, like waves. We sang together for Missy wish her Happy Birthday, Joe in front of everyone's face, suddenly flew at my arms, tears, said thank you, she said she will forever remember this special birthday. I gently hugged Joe. I told her in the ear, just outside the window I saw a shooting star in the next draw. I have made a promise in front of the meteor, this life she did not marry non. She said she saw it too, has long been recognized in the heart, not my this life, do not marry. At that moment, we have been to each other, as this life only care. This day, I and Joe continued for about two years. During this period, Joe also introduced me to her parents, her parents treat people is very modest. For me to no views, we have contacts with the test of time, to the ripened fruit harvest season.
What to say and I do not agree with Joe contacts, said her family is too far away from us, we do not know what she is in a family environment growing up, who know that they have no family history of familial inheritance, and now people who both care about that. I had insisted on before, and her mother has tried to communicate, because the mother usually very easy-going, not unreasonable people. But today I do not know how, my mother was bent to the ground and against me. At that moment, I really tears, animate first time I felt my mother's strange, do not know how to explain again and my mother, I can not have open hostilities with the mother behavior, the mother had diabetes hypertension syndrome, heart The first had a hatred for her mother. Later, after a frustrating negotiations seesaw. Finally, my mother went so far as to lay down hard words, if I marry Missy door, the mother moved out immediately, and I cut mother-child relationship. Finally, I still respect the order of listening to her mother, married a less than six months and I just met a woman. At that time, my heart hurt hurt. In addition to Joe knows his heart, no longer willing to hold any one girl.
wedding night,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], she has not been unusual to see me, she is still as ever the same, I do not know, she is deliberate or intentional. Her smile, her demeanor, I feel a little not right. I do not know when, I stumbled against the sofa, sleep, trance and saw my face, and thermal to moisture in the walk around. I opened my eyes, and his wife fell on my body holding me, she kissed me very active force, flexible tongue in my mouth and kept crawling. Blowing my hot breath, her lips gently licking my ear lobe, from the toes only channeling and crisp linen on the sense of my weakness, to judge by her actions, she insists she wants to finish today the good thing. Joe, I was shouting her name over and over again, the first time ever hold the **** to his wife. I released her immediately, she stops, with eyes full of tears, looked at me puzzled amazement. Now, I have no feelings for this woman, her mother did not feelings, not even their own feelings. I was just so alive, alive, according to the meaning of her mother until the end of life. I have no feelings inside do not know the existence of this thing, maybe just a zombie. I think I will not go flirting with a woman emotionally attentive, no longer dominated by the opposite sex can not tease my consciousness, but also changed the concept of your life. In fact, my heart and I long for intimate contact with her and enjoy life to bring in the kind of fairyland, to kiss her hair, neck and ear lobes, the burning in her **** tease, the place from what their passion, their own subsidence hot storm. But my heart has always been a kind of mysterious power restrained me, I know about Joe in me.
later, my mind flashed a moment of guilt. She realized that on their own initiative, was not looked very embarrassed I accept, she hastily turned away, a person goes back to the bed side. I also feel the abruptness unreasonable walk paused to tell her, ask her to forgive me, I said I I'm a little tired today. She got a pair of eyes staring at the moment do not shun me. Then, a deep breath, she finally forced back tears, he turned once again came running from the bed, and fell on me sob.
Then my colleagues told me that before I got married in a week, Joe handed his resignation to the bank, the branch has to retain general manager before. However, Joe said: a bit, some wrinkled stationery, paper rugged, to see that the tears soaked through, and must finish this letter, Missy cried and said a lot of words recalled with me a lot time, going around in circles and talked to me in marriage, but also do not remember, just remember she asked me this sentence: oath, are you all fake? Qiao said that to every word, every word can be bursting my chest pain. At that moment, the heart as terrible as death.
For the wife, which I do not like her, do not hate her. That do not love her, and did not want to hurt her. I have been trying hard to tame their own, perhaps slowly, I can accept her, and I have intentions to try to search for all kinds of reasons to like about her, trying to get close to her. But each time left to think of Joe desolate period of the text, ruthlessly killed in the thinking in chicks. I would like her ... ... I right? See his wife at home without any complaints for this busy time, the taste of a kind of speechless hearts, each this time, the comfort of their own hearts will be incoherent, maybe I just give me the time line. But also very unfair to the fate of his wife, a good wife, Mo Yang is also quite handsome man, she is not wrong, why should she bear the pain, why God arranged for her and she does not love to man, living under one roof.
remember and Joe separated shortly after I first met his wife, mother Shenglayingzhuai forced me to watch a movie with her, my heart a hundred want to go, but apparently I was obedient to his mother. Cinema is the place of performance cycle, regardless of when to see, watch the whole movie will not affect the contents. Therefore, the audience is very rare, and out to the audience, not many twos and threes. For less visible, I chose a place a very partial, nor did she say hello, and she deliberately pulled some distance from the care of a person sitting there, lazy, awkward in my heart do not want to say something to her, Anyway, there is no movie theater, black acquaintances, simply close their eyes, like their own to mind. I would also like to know her sweet smile, in addition to that, diligent mouth, why would so deep in the eyes? But the thought of Joe, with her interest in that point of the poor, has long been my off my back. She was quite pretty generous, I sat down next to, not for a while, then my neck with his arm landlord, temperature and humidity to the amount on my lips kissing non-stop around the cheek,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], I was confused and forced himself to give her a career of change embrace. But from my heart I still do not like her. Although, when my body I began to change in the occurrence of the instinct. Although we have some of the first flurry of hands and feet. At that very moment, I was still not put down that absurd idea. So that one day, my mother passed away, I want a divorce.
In those days hospitalized mother, wife, guarded day and night in his mother's side, take care of the mother, mothers massage time to stand up, fed medication inverted urinal, time to change clothes and scrub my mother. Roommate, she has angered, he kept the envy of her mother, her mother gave birth to boast a good daughter. Countdown of the days in the mother, the mother is lying in the arms of his wife to leave. At that moment, I was rushed to the hospital from a business trip to the road. Cold to the body holding the mother, the wife of tears, life and death would not release the mother's body, accompanied me to the side also quietly cry. Looked at his wife was heartbroken to look, and my heart like a spilled bottle of flavors, the wife is a good woman. She in the end where they went, to her marriage to bear in such a manner. If the wife is not my life experience, and perhaps her life would be another outcome, or the outcome of today, I'm the culprit. My heart the first time, feeling his wife had the dough.
so many years, his wife is in her own way, to defend their marriage. She is a good woman, she should have the happiest life. Home at night, his wife did not spare some time to rest, but also for my ironing clothes to wear tomorrow. I walked over and hugged his wife. First, surprised his wife back, and then smiled, My wife and hold her mouth and fell to tell her ear, and today I just want to how you, and bending his wife to bed, I could not hold back a strong desire, just feel the burning hot inside , began to put in her body from his rhythm, breathing each other's breathing heavily,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], until both sides exhausted. After the Passion, his wife told me in tears, she said she knew, my heart had other women. I asked her, since we know why good for me and the family, the wife told me: : I kissed my wife, first find out that his wife was beautiful. Wife for the home, at the expense of a woman's most precious youth, this time, I really should do something for his wife. That time, I do not think Joe, for Joe's share of the feelings. Perhaps, after long years of baptism, has become a stealth wizard, hidden deep in the heart of the bottom in the memory.
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