Alanna shrugged again, "People, at the beginning, when we don't know each other well, all we see are their strengths. We get dazzled by their appearance, talent, and personality. But once you really get to know them, all the flaws come out. You realize the other person isn't as perfect as you thought, they have many flaws. I, for one, have a flaw—I don't like taking care of others, and I can't stand seeing someone I used to admire change. So, I prefer not to like anyone. Anyway, there are plenty of people in this world, everyone is different, everyone has their shining points. Why should I be obsessed with just one?"All sorts of twisted logic.What nonsense.She pretended to help me move my suitcase to the living room, hesitated, then asked me, "Does Shelby know?"I tossed a pillow at her and pondered her words. Still thought it was nonsense. Shelby and I weren't the situation Alanna described. I always disliked Shelby, although that dislike had somewhat transformed later on. But I b
Perhaps weighing her priorities, Alanna pushed her family's Azure's appointment and drove me to the airport, but even so, she still chanted in the car every now and then, I said heartless, that she didn't even want to be beautiful for me, while I didn't even tell her where I was going. She swallowed her apple, "Wait, you're not leaving until after New Year's, why are you in such a hurry, is there something wrong at school?" She froze, her phone-obsessed head finally looking at me, "Flight? Where are you going?" Then it probably got poisoned and turned all the hate I had for her into love. What a load of bollocks. I hmmm. I sighed, "With the recent New Year's Eve and the peak season for clothes, are you sure you're doing the right thing by your boss?" She slurred, "It's long overdue." There was still some time to go when we reached the airport, Alanna stayed with me for a while before I sent her away, how much I had sinned when she had given little time to someone else's love
She dropped her little fork at that and sat groggily on the couch like a puppy, looking at me, "There's a story there, and you're still gambling." She hiccuped and continued, "Look at that honey in your smile, can I ask what happened?" She asks again, "Didn't you say you'd be back after New Year's, it's the day after tomorrow, what are you doing back now?" I said back to her, "Fine." Once one night, Shelby and I didn't want to go to sleep, we talked freely all night, she gave me a lot of comments, among them were capriciousness and bigotry, she said don't look at me like I don't care about anything every day, and I am polite and friendly to everyone, but in fact, I have a little devil in me. Eden was very happy to see me, and said good evening to me. To the door of the room, I stopped her way, knowing this bit of news, she already knew enough, I looked at her, thought about it, and said, "There is one more thing, you can ask if there is anyone who wants to share the room with yo
I raised my eyebrows, "Yeah?" I tapped my hand twice on the tablet. After I got well I began to find excuses to stay away from her, I was afraid that if she came near me, or even if I saw her close to other people, I would develop different feelings. Growing up my dislike for her had become habitual, trying not to show up where she was present had become habitual, and after my mother's death I'd yelled at her so much, and then later when we'd fought over Alex, my dislike for her had become laughable. Although it didn't get worse, she was the closest to me in my senior year of high school except for Alanna, and made it strange that she often acted nasty and caring when she was clearly supposed to hate me. After waiting a few seconds, Celine ahs, "That's it?" It was no longer possible for me not to be attracted to her. Once on my way home, I found a place where no one was around and asked her why she was treating me like this and if she thought I was funny. "Yeah." She laughed,
Let's be together. But as the song goes, there are no ifs. I clenched my fists and took a step back, pushing her away.Shelby bone is a proud princess, then she mixed in the classmates pile of wind, very favoured, but also heard that there are that a few like her but do not dare to confess the small followers, their grades are mediocre, in the class into a ball, but compliance, who can not control. But I was more upset when she was upset. She gritted her teeth and grabbed my hand again. With the smile still on her lips, she looked at me and said, "Hey, you like me." It was just a light touch, and after letting her go, her expression was a little richer, surprised, confused, incredulous. I was going to pretend I wasn't there and not open the door, but I didn't expect her to send me a message saying she knew I was home. She pursed her lips and frowned at me. After a few seconds, I cursed in my mind, stepped forward, grabbed the collar of her shirt, and kissed her on the lips.
My fondness for her might have faded over time. As if she had heard an extremely like a joke, even exaggeratedly covering her stomach. She deflated and changed her shoes and came in, sitting very familiarly on the couch, picking up the fruit I had just washed on the table and trying to eat it. Shit, why the hell, all of this, it's on me. She wrapped her arms around her chest, "Why do you keep avoiding me." But as the song goes, there are no ifs.Shelby bone is a proud princess, then she mixed in the classmates pile of wind, very favoured, but also heard that there are that a few like her but do not dare to confess the small followers, their grades are mediocre, in the class into a ball, but compliance, who can not control. She put the fruit down, stood up, looked at me and asked back, "What do you mean!" I looked at Shelby with the microphone and wondered what kind of person she was. She gritted her teeth and grabbed my hand again. I exhale and stand still, waiting for her i
She was stunned by the question of whether it hurt or not, and I was also a little stunned. I didn't know why I used such a question as the beginning of our reconciliation.Her time was squeezed out, so early the next morning I went to the station to take her back. Because I was sleepy, I slept for half a day again. When I woke up, there was her message on my phone. She said she arrive.Shelby is the only accident in my life. So far, I have exposed all the good and bad things about myself in front of her.With her eyes closed and not wanting to care about anything, she turned sideways and played with my hair, making me more and more sleepy.After she finished it, her mood calmed down a lot. She looked up at me and asked, " Are you hungry ? Let's go out to eat.”That night we spread out all the problems we could think of to solve. She told me everything she wanted me to be like, and told her everything I wanted her to be like. Although there was some unpleasantness during the process,
When she finished, we remained silent for a few seconds, and I whispered her name.She was not surprised, but laughed: " I also think we are not suitable.” She listed: " We have no common hobbies, few common friends, our life circles are different, and our personalities are different. We have different ideas and different views, so we can’t talk about it at all.”The car drove for a long time, and I looked at her for a long time. After thinking wildly, she suddenly raised her hand and waved it twice in front of my eyes, suddenly scaring me.I don't want to take a shower first, so that she can't disturb me, and I can also make some mental preparations for myself.She thought for a moment: " Maybe during my sophomore year.”I felt my towel fall to the floor and cover my feet. I felt the screams of several children downstairs outside the window, and I felt the sound of the TV she turned on in the living room.I closed the door and turned to look at her. Because I didn't turn on the light
The night was dim; I pulled down the curtains, shutting out the streetlights and faint moonlight outside, leaving only a bedside lamp glowing in the bedroom. I returned to the bedside, sat down, and looked down at Quentin, who was peacefully asleep. I sighed and then chuckled. "I wonder if it hurts." I touched Quentin's neck. This dramatic person actually used broken glass shards to stab into his neck. The tattered book from earlier, like a door of memories, sealed memories deep in my heart, suddenly lifted that barrier and surged unbridledly. "I..." Quentin grasped my hand in his sleep, tightly, as if afraid that I would run away. "I can't run. Wherever I am, you can find me." I smiled gently, lifted the blanket, lay down on the bed, and then placed my head on Quentin's shoulder. Smelling the fragrance of the person beside me, I slowly entered dreamland. The next day, when Quentin opened his eyes, he saw me lying beside him, looking at him.Quentin blinked slightly, and after
I smiled, "And then what?" She sighed, "And then I figured out that what's amiable is just because I'm an outsider, plus my uncle's friendship with dad, but you're different." I hmmmed, "I know." She finally laughed out loud and reached up to poke me in the head, "Just say 'I know'." When she finished she sighed, "You're really not leaving this time, are you?" She sniffled, "You did the same thing last time, acted like nothing happened in front of me and then left without saying a word." I shook my head, "Not leaving, really." She stared at my glasses for a long time, as if trying to see through me. After a long time, she sighs slightly and says to me, "Zephyrine, do you love me?" I looked at her glasses in the same way, at the tears hanging under her lashes, and the seriousness of the moment unlike any other. Without hesitation, I reached up and hooked my hand around her pinky and said, "Love." I really like her. The first time I saw her, I was about 10 years old
The lift was on the upper floors, and not wanting to wait, I took the side stairs. What was there to say to her, what else was there to say. I lowered my head and didn't say anything. His intention was for me to talk to Shelby, but I couldn't open my mouth when I saw Shelby. My father drove me to the airport, and at the last minute, I pulled out my phone and sent her a text message, "Let's break up." So after leaving from the house that day, I was resenting her in my heart, but on the one hand, I still liked her a lot, making me conflicted. On the way back, my mind was still a little foggy as far as what I had just said and done, and what my father had said and done was even more of a mess. She sniffled, "You can't lie to me in the future." It was slow going, the sound of my slippers touching the floor after the living room, chugging, and it didn't take long for my eyes to adjust to the light as I eased over and took a seat beside her. I patted her head and told her, "I'm no
First he looked at me, then he smothered his head in the covers, and after a few seconds of silence, because he wasn't breathing well, he reached out and poked holes in his face and the quilt pieces again, propping himself up with his arms. I smiled and asked in a low voice, "What time did you go to bed yesterday?" She mumbled a few times, "I don't know." No longer bothering her, patted her bottom hidden in the quilt, whispered to her that I went to work, and left the study. The summer days were a bit hot and lazy, and the day was over, but looking back I kind of don't remember exactly what I did, even though all the work was done. Went home as usual and Shelby wasn't there when I got there. Got a Snapchat from her a few minutes ago and she told me that her work was completely finished and figured she was on her way home now. I was a bit lazy tonight and didn't feel like cooking, so after playing on my phone in the living room for a while, I heard a noise coming from the doorway
She hmmmed, then moved a little closer to me and grabbed the collar and pulled it down, "Nah, take the edge off." I laughed, "Tell me more, we're not discussing this right now." She frowns, "Knowingly." When she stopped, I asked, "Is she swearing at me?" I let out a low chuckle and moved up, not biting, but kissing gently and looking up at her, "There." I nodded. She didn't look at me, and I didn't comment on her remark, heading towards the kitchen. She shook her head at me, "No, I won't go without Master Gu's permission." I reached out to touch her face, "Good boy." I gave a long drawn out, quizzical oh and looked at her and asked, "What if your mum, forces you to go?" She oh'ed and got off of me and sat to the side, continuing to pick up her phone. She looked up at me slightly, "Going somewhere?" Alanna laughs and adds, "I just told her we were on the phone, ugh, do you think she'll be listening on the door right now?" Alanna wails, "Yeah, scolding her for being nice."
"I heard that Shelby was competing a few months ago?" My father's words broke my thoughts and I looked up at him, he was smiling at Shelby, "How did it go?" I turned my head to look at him. I reached out and poked her collarbone, "What do you think I'm afraid of?" The living room of the house separates me from my dad's room, and if there are no other guests, this bathroom is for my sole use, so to speak. She stepped forward and said softly, "Didn't you hear my mother say, I was called there by her." I jerked my foot back and silently pulled my chair back and stood up, heading towards the bathroom. Shelby smiled and replied, "Took first place." She gave me a look that was more like it. Shelby's mother laughed, put her chopsticks down, and said in a serious and slightly flirtatious manner, "It's rare that you're interested in matchmaking today, I really do have quite a lot of photos and profiles of various single youths on hand." She poked Shelby in the barrel, "Go get the mobi
Good to know. I turned my head and looked at her a little, "Hard to hear." The owner smiled, "Miss Zephyrine had a great idea, we just followed it." Old auntie smiled at me, big red lipstick while her teeth white bright, eyes winking said: "Dear, do not think I am very cute?" After that she asked, "Can I really not go tomorrow?" I assumed it was another guest, but to my surprise, half a minute later, it was Shelby, and her mother, who walked into the house. I'm afraid I can't say any more words of blessing, Shelby is better at this kind of thing. After waiting in the shop a little longer for the owner to finish touching up my handwriting, we left. Alanna had taken the guy after all, and she had borrowed this car from him for the night, and had just had a long discussion in the car park about who was going to be the driver, before finally letting me be in the driver's seat. The next day was Sunday, and when I took a taxi to the house, it was just about dinner time, so I went
She said with a faint oh and a look of death, "Sofia said you're a quiet person, very much to her liking, and you're reliable in your studies or in your work, and you also have a tacit understanding with you and have a lot to talk about." She shrugged her shoulders and didn't move on, just fed me a bite and she took a bite of her own. I was puzzled, "How come I didn't know that." I interrupted her, "Sofia is treated as an old friend in my case, in my opinion it's normal for friends who haven't seen each other for years to have dinner." I smiled, "Of course, it's also a fact that she's my ex-girlfriend, so I told you as soon as I got back, and if you think this needs to be a pissed off tantrum, then the prerequisite for that should be that Sofia and I are still coupled up, and that I'm still having a fling with her, but the fact that it's not is not the case, so this is not something that needs to be a tantrum." "But I'm still hung up on the fact that you two were alone, so what d
Just a few metres away, I was torn between saying hello and not saying hello, but finally chose the latter and walked straight towards the side away from her without moving. She was standing over at one of the department's presentation boards, looking up intently without being disturbed by people coming and going. I looked at her from a distance, I hadn't seen her for a few years, but she seemed to be the same as before, her hair hadn't grown, and her clothes were still in the same style. Shelby is a person who lives a very casual life, a lot of places to make do, not too concerned about the details, a lot of trivial things she listens to me, but also rest assured to let me, no matter what kind, she has no objections. The waiter served the first course, which suddenly reminded me of the person still sleeping at home, and I couldn't worry about her, so I picked up my phone and ordered takeaway for her. We walked together in the direction of the lift, but on the way, met a person.