He rarely talks about his own affairs to others. Firstly, the past is really too painful to look back on. Talking about it once is like cutting it into his heart again with a knife. After finally coming out, the wound seems to have healed, so why bother to do it again?
To recall.
Telling others is like replaying it again and again.
Also, he feels that his suffering can only be felt by himself, and his kindness can only be kept in his heart. Only at a critical moment can you feel what the world is like.
At that time, words were powerless and pale. When you were struggling, those who were usually very close to you would not only not lend a helping hand, but would also step on you. Like his uncle and other relatives and friends.
.
When their whole family was isolated and helpless, there was only one blind uncle, with whom they were not very close, helping them. For Sheng Chuncheng, he truly realized that relatives are not just sorted and forked diagrams on paper.
, not in the family tree, but something that can truly be shared with you.
After that incident, Sheng Chuncheng believed that the only family member left in his family was his uncle, and there were no other relatives. What would happen to other people in the future, or even their existence, had nothing to do with him.
This is true for relatives, not to mention those who have nothing to do with you. Telling others about your sufferings, in Sheng Chuncheng's view, is a sign of weakness and a deliberately begging posture. Is it wrong? You are asking those who have nothing to do with you.
What do people beg for? What do you want? And what can you get?
Sheng Chuncheng didn't even say much to Ding Huamei, feeling that even if he did say it, she wouldn't be able to understand it. People who have no personal experience can only have a passerby's attitude towards many things at most. That kind of personal experience
, the unforgettable feelings Yanyan said are not experienced by others, and the response they can give you is frivolous sympathy at best.
Or add a few words of comfort written lightly.
These are all things Sheng Chuncheng doesn't need.
However, tonight, when she was with Yanyan, Sheng Chuncheng told her everything from beginning to end. Because they are the same kind of people, they have experienced things that others cannot feel.
Feelings and memories of how cold it was and how they could huddle together to keep warm.
At this time, they are in tune, can harmonize, can resonate, and what is deep in their hearts can blend together.
After Sheng Chuncheng finished speaking, the two of them fell into silence again. After a long time, Yanyan reached out and held his hand. Then, her other hand reached over and touched Sheng Chuncheng's cheek. She patted it gently.
He looked at his face and said in a whisper:
"Okay, let's not talk about these unhappy things."
She stood up, still holding Sheng Chuncheng's hand. She said come, and Sheng Chuncheng stood up.
Yanyan led Sheng Chuncheng to the bedroom area next door. There was no light turned on because the light here was much dimmer than the outside because of the obstruction of the furniture that acted as partitions.
Yanyan turned around, and the two stood face to face, staring. Sheng Chuncheng saw that Yanyan's eyes were very bright, shining in the dimness.
Yanyan stood up on her tiptoes slightly, moved her lips towards him, and kissed him. Sheng Chuncheng thought of the article he had read again, and his heart moved.
Yanyan looked at him and asked: "Do you want me?"
Sheng Chuncheng said: "I don't know."
Yanyan stretched out her hand to grab it and found that Sheng Chuncheng was very calm underneath, knowing that he didn't lie when he said he didn't know.
Yanyan smiled softly, and Sheng Chuncheng asked: "Why are you laughing?"
"You make me feel very frustrated. You know, there is no man who doesn't want me when he is with me." Yanyan said.
"Because I'm not..." Sheng Chuncheng said halfway, unable to find the right words. He originally wanted to say that it's because I'm not one of those people, but Mr. Lan immediately flashed in his mind, and he couldn't say the words.
Yanyan took over the words: "Because you are not a man?"
Sheng Chuncheng felt that he had it. He said, "Because I am not an ordinary man."
Yanyan smiled again, and then said provocatively: "So confident, let's give it a try?"
Sheng Chuncheng said yes, just give it a try, no one is afraid.
Next, neither of them spoke anymore, and Sheng Chuncheng saw that Yanyan really started.
He took off his clothes, and he started to take them off too. Both of them seemed calm on the surface, moving one move at a time, as if they were doing experiments in a laboratory, or preparing to start exercising in a gym.
After taking off their clothes, the two of them were still standing there facing each other, with a smile on Yanyan's lips. She looked at Sheng Chuncheng and asked:
"Can we start?"
Sheng Chuncheng also looked at her and said yes.
The two of them were lying there facing each other. At first, they were each resting their arms on each other's arms, looking at each other and laughing. After they finished laughing, Yanyan said, it's your turn to hold me and kiss me, that's all.
Sheng Chuncheng hugged her.
Yanyan's body was warm, and she made various provocative moves, teasing Sheng Chuncheng. Sheng Chuncheng tried his best to control himself like a mischief, and it was always quiet there.
Yanyan was a little discouraged. She asked, "You don't really have a problem, do you?"
Sheng Chuncheng smiled and said, "Of course not, I did it on purpose to see what you can do to me." I was thinking, who asked you to compare me with other people, with those people? How calm they are, how calm I am
, let you experience it.
The more he thought about it, the calmer it became.
Yanyan was not someone who would give up easily. She sat up, looked at Sheng Chuncheng and nodded, she said okay, just wait and see how I deal with you, I don't believe I can't deal with you.
Sheng Chuncheng laughed.
She pulled up her long hair, turned around, and went to get the hairpin on the bedside table, preparing to get her hair stuck and continue. Just when she turned around, Sheng Chuncheng saw that her lower back was smooth and had no hairpins.
With a striking plum blossom tattoo.
I don't know why, but Sheng Chuncheng felt that he was defeated in an instant, but he grew stronger underneath.
Yanyan turned around, saw it, and smiled, making Sheng Chuncheng blush.
Everything that happens next is beautiful.
Yanyan snuggled into Sheng Chuncheng's arms and asked, "Are you surrendering?"
Sheng Chuncheng said: "We surrender, there is nothing we can do."
Yanyan smiled softly and said to him: "You can't stay here later, you have to go back, no matter how late it is, you have to go back."
"Why?" Sheng Chuncheng thought to himself, it couldn't be another post-mortem farewell, just like that Shanshan.
Yanyan said: "You are very good. I am afraid that I will want you again. If I want you too many times, we will be inseparable. What happened just now is different to me from other times."
"What's different?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.
"You...well, I'm afraid that I will fall in love with you. I just like you now, is that okay?" Yanyan said.
"What if I fall in love with you?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.
"No." Yanyan said.
"Why?"
"We will not have a future." Yanyan said, "Believe me, if we really love each other, no matter how deeply we love each other at the beginning, we will hurt each other more seriously in the end. I don't want the two of us to...
They were all scarred in the end.”
"Why?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.
Yanyan didn't answer. She used her fingers to write on Sheng Chuncheng's chest. Sheng Chuncheng couldn't feel what she was writing. Yanyan asked:
"Got it?"
"What do you know?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.
"I just told you the answer. @精品\/书馆·无码第一~~" Yanyan said..