It was supposed to be a light kiss that could not bring up a trace of interest, but when Fu Jin Yan felt the touch from his lips, his body suddenly shook.

The original initiative, I do not know when to regain the hands of Fu Jin Yan!

Maybe it's because of Tang Jinshe's non struggle and alcohol that Fu Jinyan is caring for fragile porcelain dolls with infinite tenderness and love

Next second, at the moment when he opened his eyes and saw the expression on the woman's face, the tenderness that was originally in his eyes began to fade away from his pupils

This woman no longer struggles, not because she wants to, but because.

She was afraid!

Seeing Tang Jinshe's eyes tightly closed and his small hands tightly clenched into fists, he looked nervous and patient. The coldness on Fu Jin's face became more and more intense, and a mood full of disappointment and anger gradually spread from the bottom of his heart.

His touch, his closeness

Is that what scares her, makes her want to resist, and even shakes her body?

Thinking of this, Fu Jinyan's eyes were filled with a dark and cold color.

....

I don't know how long ago, Tang Jinse was lying on the bed like a dead fish, with no life.

There is no light in her eyes, and there is some emptiness in her eyes

She made it through again.

Tang Jinshe pulled the corners of his lips and gradually gathered his lax eyes.

At that moment, I even had the illusion of who I am and where I am.

It's only a few hours after Mingming's death, but I feel like I've walked through the illusion of life and death.

Life and death, there is no way to know exactly what happened.

But the only thing to know is that men control their lives.

Like a king, he dominates everything.

Like duckweed, I have no way to rely on and survive.

You can only let it go.

For my parents and my brother.

....

She got up from bed and looked at the man beside her. "My parents are still waiting for me. If it's OK, I'll go back first. No Don't bother you. "

Because the pain has not yet eased down, so Tang Jinse said a little shivering.

When Fu Jin Yan heard the words, he frowned slightly, but did not immediately open his mouth.

When Tang Jinshe saw that the man was silent, he was afraid to speak, but his body was shaking.

He stood up and leaned against the head of the bed. He lit a thin cigarette for himself rarely. The smoke curled up, making his face more and more mysterious.

Tang Jin se frowns.

In my impression, Fu Jin Yan doesn't smoke.

Because I don't like the smell of smoke.

Especially in high school, boys will gather together, and they always want to touch new things.

Cigarettes are the first to bear the brunt.

But when other boys teased Fu Jinyan to smoke, his expression was indifferent and he refused without thinking.

Therefore, when other boys have something new, they dare not go to Fu Jinyan.

Because it must be closed.

Tang Jinshe thought about it carefully. During school, he didn't see Fu Jinyan have any bad hobbies.

So my parents agreed to see my brother and Fu Jinyan as friends.

So that he and Fu Jinyan have a good relationship, and his parents are also happy to see him succeed.

Because it's really rare to see such excellent and self disciplined boys as Fu Jinyan.

Thoughts drift farther and farther away.

Maybe the past memories are too beautiful.