That pink dress, she has always cherished it like a treasure.
That day, only the two of them were in the dormitory, and she forgot where Huang Juan had gone. When he said softly, put it on for me, her heart was bursting with joy, and his whisper was like a spring breeze blowing on her face, making her itchy Desperate, she played with the dress, unable to put it down, just because he gave it to her.
He looked at her contentedly, smiled slightly, and urged her to say, "I'll go out for a while, you change it quickly."
She changed into that dress, the light, flowing dress hung on her body, it felt as if she was not wearing any clothes, she was too shy to look at herself in the mirror, she never wore a dress, she always wore a sky blue dress In a black cotton T-shirt and jeans, she shyly walked to the square mirror hanging on the wall of the dormitory. The reflection of herself in the mirror was so beautiful. In the half-light at dusk, the shadow was charming and poignant. , just like the fairy in the story.
She knows she is beautiful, she has always known that she is beautiful, even in that faded denim jacket, many people still pay attention to her when walking on the road.
She looked at herself in the mirror, her curved willow-leaf eyebrows were neat and just right, as if she had been meticulously groomed, she looked forward to her watery eyes, with a trace of unconcealable melancholy in her eyes, her delicate nose, and her small, ruddy mouth. , a round and slightly pointed face, fair and delicate skin like creamy fat, pure and beautiful cheeks without makeup. She walked a few steps away, and her long, straight and slender breasts immediately appeared in the mirror. People said she looked like Sister Lin in Cao Weng's works, but she actually thought she was plumper and more graceful than Sister Lin, and her towering Breasts, round buttocks, and two pink blushes on the cheeks all indicate that she is very healthy, not the delicate and sickly beauty of Sister Lin. She looked at herself in the mirror obsessively, and couldn't help but sigh sadly, why God gave her He gave her such a beautiful and unparalleled appearance, but gave her a life full of hardships.
Yet this wonderful body belongs to the lips that kiss it and the hands that caress it.
Oh, I would rather trade my beauty for a happy and carefree youth, even if only for a short while.
"Boom, boom" Jiang Cheng knocked on the door, "Is it okay, I'm going in", she suddenly woke up, left the shadow in the mirror, logged into reality, and opened the door.
Jiang Cheng stared at himself obsessively, the two extremely bright flames in his eyes showed how obsessed he was with this beautiful body.
He looked at himself from front to back, left, and right, and finally excitedly said that he was short of a pair of high heels.
He spread her hair that was simply tied into a ponytail, stroked it gently with his hands, and gently hugged her into his arms, moving his lips from the top of her head to the root of her neck, collarbone, bit by bit A gentle kiss, and finally put his mouth next to her ear and whispered softly, as if talking in a dream.
"Do you know how attractive you are? You know how attractive you are with this depressive temperament. I can't stand it. I'm going crazy."
He suddenly grabbed her shoulders fiercely, pinching her a little hurt, he was excited, and said in a trembling voice: "Let's get married, marry me."
At that moment, she seemed to be in a trance in a dream, her face flushed with excitement, she seemed to have been looking forward to this moment for a long time, when she first saw him, this desire was very strong, but when she gradually recovered When she regained her senses, understood what he said, understood what marriage was all about, and when she understood what marriage would mean, a sense of sadness came to her heart, and the family struggling in poverty clearly popped into her mind , right in front of her eyes, she is married, and the family behind her will also marry together, can he agree, can he accept these, oh no, I can't be so selfish, I can't let go of that family, I can't just care about myself, love is romantic, and marriage is a real life, an ordinary life that is indispensable for daily necessities. Her current meager income, if she gives it all to that family, is still a drop in the bucket , How can I build a warm nest with him
She trembled her lips, wondering if she should tell him, she didn't want to drag him into her own troubles, she watched the smile on his face slowly fading, gradually changed from excitement to depression, and stiffened Disappointment was written on his face, he let go of her hand, sighed sadly and said: "If you are in trouble, just pretend I didn't say what I said today, I was too abrupt today, I thought... ..." He didn't finish speaking, turned and walked towards the door.
She understood that he misunderstood her, maybe it was the expression on her face that made him read the wrong meaning, when he turned to go out, she hurriedly ran over and hugged his waist, he hesitated for a moment, then turned and hugged her tightly , kissing her fervently, they seemed to fuse into one body in the lingering lips and teeth.
He was finally tired from kissing, and finally satisfied. He hugged her and sat on the sofa at the door. In the sultry summer evening, they were sweating profusely. They hugged each other like two fireballs, and they just liked it. A burning feeling.
He stroked her face and asked, why, why don't you tell me your little secret, why, why you keep your family secret, tell me what difficulties you have, and we share them together, you know, when you are sad My heart hurts.
She was moved to tears, at that moment she thanked God in her heart, thanked God for letting her meet him, she choked up and said, my family needs money, a lot of money, my mother is sick, it is a disease that cannot be cured Her disease is a disease that consumes people. There is nothing we can do about it, and no one else can do anything about it. She doesn't want to live anymore.
She lay in his arms from whimpering to howling, and he patted her on the back pityingly, and when she stopped crying, he took a deep breath, and told her that if she had money, she could solve the current problem, and he would Trying my best to find a way, his salary will be handed over to her in the future, he will not allow her to suffer anymore, he wants her to be happy.
But happiness is such a luxury for her.
She told him that her mother's illness was cured too late and for too long, even if she took medicine every day, she could not recover, and the medicine was irritating, and her stomach couldn't bear it. Mother knew it very well, so she wanted to die.
He held her in his arms with distress, they stopped talking, she began to regret what she had said, she shouldn't have dragged him into this whirlpool of troubles, his painful appearance made her sad.
They were in love at that time, and when she thinks about it now, she still firmly believes that they were in love and that he loved her, which is absolutely true.
Later, he entrusted all his salary to her for safekeeping. Although she was resolutely unwilling, but he looked so sad that she could only comfort him by accepting it.
But, why did he leave without saying goodbye? Was it because they didn't love her deeply enough? Why did he leave her suddenly without leaving a word? Why...