He's not sure about Shagaka's love? It is not stable whether they have a future, but in front of him, he is very sure, he wants her.
"What's the matter?" Cheng Ranjin embraced Shakajia's slender waist, and the hot breath brushed her ears, her deep eyes couldn't tell what he meant.
"Huh?" He raised his eyes and stared at him.
"You have something on your mind?" He felt it, he wanted to know.
"No..." Her answer was weak.
"Tell me, shall we share the burden together?" He was very patient, and he was thinking about an important thing more.
"Really not..." She was thinking about Zheng Yifan. The boy who died in front of her hadn't appeared in his dream for a long time. The khaki uniform got farther and farther, making her heart a little empty. Maybe she was used to it. Zheng Yifan's life appeared in his dream.
"Gaga..."
"Hmm..." She always responded to him indifferently, but didn't know that he had endured to the limit. Her performance made him uncertain and self-confident. Why is his charm never useful to her? Cheng Ranjin frowned tightly when he thought of this.
"Let's get married!" He finally said the point, without flowers, rings, and no restaurant.
"Uh..." Shagaka was surprised for an instant, but he actually received a marriage proposal just after the passion? She raised her skeptical eyes and looked at him, not sure what important sentence she had missed
"Okay?" Cheng Ranjin looked at her seriously, waiting for her answer, but the heart was already jumping wildly.
Shagaka stared at him blankly, recalling everything in the past, thinking about everything about him, recalling the first and now magnified handsome face, she was drunk, she really fell in love with him, and couldn’t help herself. , She kept answering in her heart: Okay, I am willing to...
She remembered the first time they rode a motorcycle. He turned pale with fright and fled. He was K, fell, beaten, and even abused by her. She suddenly found herself a bit violent. She remembered Cheng Ranjin's face with fright. Whitish? The corners of her mouth rose, and a smile appeared on her beautiful face.
"Gaga..." Cheng Ranjin waited nervously.
She fell into his cuteness, fell into his domineering, fell into his gentleness, fell into his grand love plan, and now she can't retreat all over, she loves him, and she loves him. Around.
She remembered that everything he did was for her, and every effort he made showed his love, a way he loved, she couldn't refuse, she couldn't reject it.
"Ranjin..." She blinked her beautiful eyes, remembering everything in the past, which made her feel a lot more expressive and open.
Slightly pursing his lips, staring straight at Cheng Ranjin, full of calm and naturalness.
But Cheng Ranjin's heart seemed to float to the sky, unable to find a suitable place to land.
"I love you so much!"
Silence... A path of silence...
Cheng Ranjin's eyes were dull. He thought that only women would be moved out of control, or a mess, but his heart was also filled with touch, like a balloon filled with hydrogen, squeaked, It flew to the broad blue sky.
Those black eyes have turned red slightly, it seems that he is the person who was proposed to marry him.
"Ranjin..." Shagaka was frightened by Cheng Ranjin's reaction. She was a little bit helpless. She was proposed for the first time. She was replaced by the male protagonist crying and crying. She looked like a little daughter-in-law, letting her maternal glory fully display .
"Uuuuu..."
what's going on
Shagaka was stunned, and his body stiffened...
Cheng Ranjin lay on her body and wept bitterly, snot and tears, intermittently recounting that she was not a bad person. He wasted 18 years for these three words...
His heart can finally fall to the ground.
The faint sunlight gently stroked the slightly obsolete piano keys, a trace of sadness appeared in her eyes, and the white fingers slowly touched the keys, and the sound of water flowed out slowly. She was sitting in front of the piano. Music seems to come from her heart.
Shakajia thought of the past, tears, although she did not have wet clothes, but her face was already cold.
Sometimes, she had doubts about her fate. The ten-year-old deceased father thought that after crossing the oceans, she would change her life. However, the stepfather and stepmother who adopted her were also killed. Sometimes she really hates herself, why the people around her There is always no good ending. Why is she left alone? She occasionally feels that her life is meaningless. When Cheng Ranjin appeared, she saw hope and felt the preciousness of life, which changed her concept a lot. It must be the one who has been eroded the most by love, she thought so.
Zheng Yifan was her first neighbor back to China and her most memorable first love. He rode that silver-white bicycle with her every day, sang songs with her, and went back and forth freely on the way home from school. Thinking that he was the end point in her life, she didn't fully realize until Zheng Yifan chose to die. What he brought to her was happiness, and what he left for herself was loneliness, but in the end, she had to end the sixteenth in such a cruel way. Years of life, when the bright red blood stained the soles of her shoes and attacked her senses, she suddenly jumped from sixteen years old to one hundred and sixty years old. What she wanted to do most was: hurry up and die.
After Zheng Yifan died, she left her a considerable amount of money so that she could survive. She still didn't understand why he left it to her? Is it pity her? Still really can't rest assured of her, since I can't rest assured of her, why use such an extreme method, she doesn't understand, she can't let it go...
Cheng Ranjin quietly listened to the sadness of Shagaka’s piano, her long body reflected behind her, and his heart was shocked...
"Jin, I really want to marry you, but I'm afraid I can't control myself, I'm afraid one day... I will still stand alone on the cliff, standing in front of my house... Yifan never asked me to wait for him, nor my parents, my dad in Japan. No mother, but... I will always wait for them, I love you just like loving them, but... I can't guarantee that I will do extreme things one day, because I am calm and cold-blooded enough to let you I have an illusion, in fact... Actually I am hypocritical, and I am... very painful, Jin... What should I do? I still can't let go, can't let go of... Jin... Uuuuu..."
Shakajia's tears dripped down the piano keys, and he clearly heard the sound of beating. Cheng Ranjin stepped forward, hugged her distressedly, looked down at her eyebrows, her tears were like a melting pole, swallowing him.
His throat tightened, and he felt the coagulation of blood and blood. He pressed the tremor in his heart forcibly, but he held her tightly, tightly, and let him vent against his chest.