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Then the previous chapter. That broke up our relationship deeper, nothing she will find me chatting, eating, shopping, press the road. Stood side by side, her half-head taller than me, very slender shapely legs, look good in anything. She sat on the grass, I lay on her legs, wearing headphones to listen to Ma Tianyu's feel, because love has become natural. We are together almost every day, her friends, seeing that we are the kind of eyes do not have a flavor. That day I waited for her work, her friends also come with me and so, one will work out of her, molested her friend said, In fact nonsense, look at her face red, especially good-looking. Huanhaoyifu we go out together, and today she was wearing a very light, yellowish hair, hot roll, belt together with the hair, white T-shirt, beige pants with straight, simple-minded, casual shoes mice. (At that time because I like to wear her simple-minded, mice). The simple dress, her dress was special flavored. She will only belong to me? Thoughts wander with. Sometimes I always looked at her stupidly, I've seen pretty girls, but have never seen such beautiful so cheerful. And very good to me, can not let me move thing. I sometimes ask her why she so good to me? She's naughty to say Hey hey hey That her sister's birthday, they went to celebrate, then we just got off work, usually work together, we often tired to play my nest. I am unable to say rain, I went to push the car, she was waiting for me at the roadside, went to her cart in front of A sister and so will you anxious. After listening to my heart especially hurts, maybe this moment I fell in love with her, but I can not selfish by depriving her of liberty. We can see every day. Hey hey hey little fool. To make her heart a little more comfortable. She Enliaoyisheng, turned away, I looked at her back, feeling my heart can not tell, so did not think she cares about me. I just want to ride away, to see she turned and ran back, ran in front of me holding my face and kissed, and before I could react, she smiled and run farther. Raising his hand to touch my heart a sweet face. Love is always sudden, is not just begun, is already lost. Love has no dress rehearsal. Holding her hand walking downstairs in the street and slender soft hands were all my grip in the palm of the hand. Looking at her gentle face, there is always rewarding. Perhaps I am very satisfied with this life, and love is no longer aspiring to more.
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