Thought it would be a long time to clean up, but I didn’t expect that I did n’t leave many things here. Most of them were items we bought together. If we follow the script of not sparing a lover’s things after a breakup, I think after giving up those things, I won’t be able to fit a box with my own belongings.She snorted coldly, sighed again, looked away, and looked at the floor: “Then let's split.”, I always thought that with Shelby 's fun-loving temperament, we would break up soon, but it ended up going around for three years. And this time, I thought we would put the past behind us and be together forever, but unfortunately, it only lasted so long.The contradictions that should exist will not disappear because of growing up or due to the interruption of time.I stood up and wanted to leave quietly, but unfortunately the movement on the sofa still made her body shake, and she raised her head.like Wallce said, they left without a word three years ago, and now they reconcile for n
I really want to know what she is thinking and whether she is sad now.I stop.She picked up quickly, and I heard the doorbell ring on her phone, heard her say hello, heard her open the door, and then saw her.Facts have proved that the heart that wants to leave really will not be stopped by a box. And I took the box out from under the bed with great effort.I raised my hand and put it on the doorknob, as if I had used all my strength to open the door.Her: “But..."She pulled me back without giving up: “Why ? Aren't everything fine?”I subconsciously frowned, then quickly relaxed, swallowed, and repeated: “Shelby and I broke up.”taking the things out of the room, Shelby still looked at me in the same posture.Now that I think about it, how ironic.Am I okay ?She asked softly: “Are you okay?”I still shook my head: “It's not good.”The light in the living room was still on, and Alanna was not sleeping. She was holding her tablet and wearing headphones. When she saw me coming out, sh
She sighed, " It's great that everything's okay.” She glanced at me cautiously, then continued, " So, um, what happened?”I said: “I'm fine.”I didn't answer.I sighed and drank again." Do you want to see me cry?”Alanna moved to face me, crossed her legs, and asked, " Then you have figured it out?”" After Wallce left, I think Shelby figured it out and felt that her love for me could no longer support her discomfort.” I lazily leaned against the sofa.I picked up the water glass, put it to my lips and tapped it. I put it down without any desire, lowered my head and said, "Do you have any wine?”The red wine was poured into the glass and pushed in front of me. She continued to pour another glass, " I just asked Shelby, uh, but since you want to cry, I won't say anything anymore.”She nodded: “Yes, yes.”happened, I'm quite confused about this.Alanna raised her eyebrows and refilled my drink, " She didn't answer the phone call. She took a long time to reply after sending me a Snapcha
Fortunately, my job does not require dealing with too many human relations. As a newcomer to the company, there are not many colleagues who take the initiative to strike up conversations, so I do not need to deal with the people around me.Alanna smiled and said: “You are so drunk, I would really like Shelby to take care of you.”Alanna is very tight- lipped, and she often runs around among us, so she has inevitably learned that I will not tell you anything you don't want her to know.I woke up early the next morning, took a few glances at my surroundings, and realized that I was at Alanna's house. I also realized that Shelby and I had broken up.He rubbed his head and dragged his tired body to work.those times when she was not at home, I understood that she was spending time with Shelby.She handles emotional matters with ease. After all, she has met many people of different genders and personalities, which always makes him experience a lot.The strange thing is that every time she
She was stunned after hearing my question: “What?”And thinking that Shelby also failed to get any information from me, I was actually a little relieved.She rolled her eyes and said, " You said it was hard work for me. I taught you a lesson the first day, and then I went to teach Shelby a lesson the next day, and now I'm still misinterpreting my meaning.”She is quite good, she is so busy that she has no time to think.I looked at her and asked, " Do you also think it 's my problem that we broke up?”with disgust again: “Are you a big fan of Shelby?”I guess it's terrible for me, being off work for so long forces me to have wild thoughts.the book in my hand, moved to Alanna, clicked on her screen, and pressed pause.later, after Alanna stayed with me at home for several days in a row, I couldn't help but ask: “Why don't you go and stay with Shelby?”I have returned to my previous state of being pushed along by life, with no goals and just dawdling along.She looked at me with disgus
After taking a sip of water, she said to me: “You are sick! Both of you are sick! Your problem is that you hold everything in your heart, and her problem is that you can't bear to be so stubborn and gentle. Come to me.”I reached out to hug her, but she slapped me away." Where to go?” she asked.I said oh.I looked around a few times, opened the door and sat in.She added: “And you, a highly educated returnee from overseas, with your height and good looks, how can you not match her! "I thought that the drama of our encounter after the breakup would not happen to me. After all, Shelby and I had little overlap in our work, and our companies were miles apart.It seemed that she was really angry. I sat next to her and didn't dare to express my anger, but I found it very funny.Rolling down the window, I leaned over to look at the people in the car and gave me a polite smile.I thought she didn't see me, or she pretended not to see me and left, but I didn't expect that she turned around
Before she even fastened her seat belt, she stepped on the accelerator and entered the driveway.I looked around a few times, opened the door and sat in.She gritted her teeth !I admitted: “There is a reason.”I said, " You know, you're my best friend and your opinion is important to me.”She pointed at me: “So you have resisted not looking for her for so many days because my words made you feel that you are not worthy of her?”She added: “And you, a highly educated returnee from overseas, with your height and good looks, how can you not match her! "Before I even got to the elevator, I took out my phone and asked Alanna Zephyrine for the specific time of the game.I wasn't expecting surprises, but suddenly I was looking forward to it.I felt much better after being teased like this by her. I watched a few episodes of the TV series that night and fell asleep when I felt bored. This night was the rare night in this month that I could go to bed early. I dreamed of Alanna. She Still the
He quickly found the place where Shelby was resting. Perhaps he had finished displaying his work. He was sitting lazily on the chair with his legs crossed, finishing his cell phone and listening to the assistant next to him.So tonight's game, in my eyes, is all about " this outfit looks good " and " this outfit is not bad ".The assistant received the signal, stood up, took my flowers, and placed them next to a pile of flowers and gift boxes.But it was so noisy here that my voice was quickly drowned out.The game was nearly an hour old when I heard the host calling Shelby 's name. Already a little tired, I immediately sat up straight.My position was on the left side of the stage. Looking in this direction, I happened to see her stepping on a beam of orange light under the stage and standing next to the model. Although she was low-key, she was full of pride.a simple opening, she held her model and walked slowly up from the backstage. The background was her design concept and introd
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.