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Zhuang Er slowly discovers that in Cui Xing's dictionary, there is no? You, but? There is no? Forever.

Not clients, not lovers, not so good between friends that they want to go to bed, and they have nothing to each other? What kind of intimacy is called.It seems that if Zhuang Er gets closer to her, that's all. Cui Xingren lives up to her name, this woman who started wandering at the age of seven or eight and started selling at the age of 17 is too sober, she always knows what she wants .

Her sense of security does not depend on men, nor on the age of Paradise Wharf, who can really be her mother, but on money.

Most of Cui Xing’s money is spent on clothes and beauty makeup. The more beautiful you are in this business, the more money you make. Come on, people who are prostitutes are superficial. What to do for the elderly in the future is completely out of her scope of consideration.

Originally, life was going to be wasted like this, and Zhuang Er coaxed and tricked him into enrolling in a night school that had no threshold for academic qualifications. The entrance exam alone almost killed half-literate Cui Xing. , The second time I was admitted, but fortunately later I was out of the teacher without any risk.

Lingang is a city that doesn't have winter, and it's already January? How can there be nights of more than ten degrees?Zhuang Er was waiting for Cui Xing at the school gate. When her mother-in-law handed over the roasted sweet potatoes she wanted, she asked concerned: "Also? Wearing short sleeves, isn't it cold?"

Zhuang Er was paying, and the plastic bag was picked up by the person next to him with two fingers. Cui Xing: "Is there a fire in her heart, how can she be cold?"

The person surnamed Zhuang Mingyou opened his mouth. Originally, he wanted to refute, but when Cui Xing pinched his ass, he felt that there was a fire in his heart, and the color of the fire might not be the light color of Yanxin. Blue, and? It's similar to the fuchsia that Cui Xing painted on his nails.

The person who teased her didn't realize that Cui Xing was still eating baked potatoes? He was muttering why the shop that sells fried skewers didn't come today?

On the last day of this night school, the adult education building was near the side entrance, and many people came out.

This is rare for Cui Xingnian. She got a good job, and her clothes are much more conservative. Still have a suspenders? She has been wearing shorts for a few months, and her yellow hair has also been dyed a darker brown color. Her complexion is fair, what to dye? The color will not be earthy.The people around him come and go, but Cui Xingchu's casual expression over there is the beauty that overwhelms the passers-by. ?.

"You look like this, your dad or your mom must be pretty too, right?"

There are a lot of people coming out at this time, and the electric car is driving in the crowd? It won’t be too long. Does Zhuang You’s voice sound loud? But it’s highly recognizable.Because her voice is a bit neutral, and the male side still tends to be a teenager's voice. Cui Xing likes Zhuang Er's voice so much, especially when she screams on the bed.

Cui Xing lay on Zhuang Er's back. She was used to this posture. Ever since she went to night school? Did Zhuang Er miss the way back to the factory dormitory? One day.

"My dad is average. Well, I don't really have much impression of him. He died too early." The wind at night was still a bit cool, and Cui Xing's drowsiness was blown away. Now, the light from the street lamp was cut by the leaves and sprinkled into her eyes? It became "fragmented, many years later" things? Recalling it is also fragmented.

Having already walked out of the school area, Zhuang Er stopped at the crossroads and waited for the signal lights. On their right was the railway track on the bridge. The train rumbled and ran over. Killed."

"What about my mother, what a fool, my dad's funeral? I asked the neighbor to cook. I also lived in the neighbor's house at that time. I eat whatever their children eat. They are very good to me, and I don't even think about it. It turned out that he was going to sell me."

"On the day I left, I met my mother. She cried so much that I wondered several times later whether she was pretending to be stupid, or that she was also trafficked as a daughter-in-law before. , so I smelled that smell."

Zhuang Er was puzzled: "What kind of smell?"

The front of the headlights is the Jinshuiwan business? The hot night market, the smell of barbecue in the nose of the two of them, rich and complex, but I can also imagine that it may be squid, leeks, or beef and mutton...

What Cui Xing described was an indescribable smell: "No? Root, like the wind, the smell of going anywhere and dying wherever you want. Think about it, you know your hometown is in Changzhou, and you still have it. Your relatives are there, your parents don’t really care about you, I can’t even remember the village I lived in when I was a child? What’s the name.”

"Lingang is not my home either."

"But dying here? It seems to be okay."

Zhuang Er suddenly braked, and the man with flowery arms washing the crayfish on the side of the road glanced at her, Cui Xing was also a little bit stunned, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Her hand was holding the handlebar, and her palm was sticky with sweat.Zhuang Er's stature is not as tall as Cui Xing's, but she's not short either. Her legs are easily resting on the ground, but her voice is unsteady. Her mood? No? Her legs are so relaxed: "What did you just say?"

Cui Xing: "But dying here? It seems to be okay."

Zhuang You pursed her lips: "Next sentence."

The face against her back turned away, Cui Xing: "I didn't say anything."

"You said it clearly." Zhuang Er suddenly became angry. She didn't want to look back, but also wanted to know what Cui Xing's expression was, so she awkwardly turned the mirror on the handlebar to the side.

Cui Xing is just like a vixen, even such a thug's movements can't hide from her eyes, what Zhuang Er thought was a sneak peek turned into two people pissing each other through the mirror.Zhuang Er can see Cui Xing's eyes rolling to the sky, but Cui Xing can only see the back of the other's head, which is clearly a bit off. You know what Zhuang Er is like, and she doesn't look too far.

She has a bad temper. It seems that there is a gunpowder magazine in her body, which explodes at every turn, and the point of explosion is also very strange.But this time Cui Xing was willing? She took a step back because she heard Zhuang Er sniffing.

"Crying?" Cui Xing was annoyed.

Zhuang You choked, "Just? What's wrong with crying? Can you still coax me?"

Cui Xing has never coaxed anyone, and it would be quite scary if her bad temper could be coaxed out, but Zhuang Er was really crying, and the tears were not falling silently. The attitude of the lobster washers? Anyone passing by stared at them for a long time.

Zhuang Er's waist was squeezed hard through the T-shirt, it hurt? She cried more, Cui Xing leaned into her ear and threatened: "You have? If you cry like this on the bed, I will be fine." love you."

Zhuang Er: "Are you lying?"

Cui Xing: "It's been coaxed."

The coaxed one heheed twice: "Coaxing the molars, I feel? I'm like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered."

"Have you realized this? It's fine. I'll satisfy you when I go back."

Zhuang You choked for a long time, and wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand carelessly, did she take Cui Xing? There was nothing she could do.

Really, if you like someone, there is nothing you can do about her, she is just heaven, even if she wants to have flowers in winter and snow in summer, she can do it, not to mention that Cui Xing is just avoiding what she always wanted forever.

Why is Cui Xing not like this?

When Zhuang Er was secretly sad, she didn't have time to glance at the mirror again, of course she didn't? Seeing Cui Xing's expression made her feel so distressed?

Zhuang You's looks? It's not the kind that attracts people's pity. After the skin is white, a lot of femininity factors have been added to the facial features, and he has become handsome and beautiful between boys and girls.His personality is rough and rough established in Changzhou in the north, and his current direction has not gone astray. If he hadn't always had long hair, he would still have a place in the T circle in Lingang.

The third-year students have matured a lot in their clothes and dresses. In front of Cui Xing, they don't? They look like younger sisters back then.

She doesn't offend others, but Cui Xinglian.

The stubborn woman sighed: "Find a place to park. Didn't you want to eat fried rice noodles a few days ago? Have you? Cuttlefish baby? Let's go."

Zhuang Er wasn't angry at all when he was pleasantly surprised. It disappeared so quickly, and he muttered, "I don't have any money."

"What are you afraid of if you don't have money? At worst, I'll pay on credit, and at worst, I'll sell it... oh-" Cui Xing's hand was grabbed by Zhuang Er, who bit blood on her tiger's mouth.

When I went to a night market stall to order, the owner thought it was bitten by a cat or a dog, and asked if I needed to be disinfected. There was alcohol in the store.

The wine list was covered with oil stains, Cui Xing turned over, and Zhuang Er sat down beside her.Cui Xing ordered two servings of fried rice noodles, one serving of stir-fried cuttlefish, and one serving of stir-fried clams. He asked Zhuang Er if he wanted it, so he added two more bottles of beer.

The owner asked again: "No alcohol?"

Cui Xing smiled.Grabbing a handful of melon seeds, she touched Zhuang Er with her elbow: "No, she bit it."

But Zhuang Er still bought the medicine. It would hurt a little when iodophor was applied to the wound, but it wouldn't make the people next to her stare at them like crazy like Cui Xinghengcheng did.

"Don't be so coquettish..." Zhuang Er couldn't help complaining.

Cui Xing held his face in his hands, his eyes sparkled with a smile, as if there were stars living in them, shining brightly: "You don't even allow me to sell, why don't you allow me to flirt, it's so lenient ah?"

Cui Xing seldom sells now because Zhuang Er will get angry, and after getting angry, he will get a block package with contact information, and he will go to Cui Xing's rental house soon? Wait for her, anyway, Zhuang Er has the key.

Once, Cui Xing was taken aback because once he entered, Zhuang Er was sitting on the sofa, and there was a washboard with horizontal corrugations in front of him.

She always washes clothes in the washing machine, and she? Never? Never bought this thing, so she was stunned on the spot: "What do you mean? What do you mean?"

"Do you kneel or not? If you don't kneel, I'll leave." Zhuang Er made a gesture to take the bag and leave.

Cui Xing just now? Remember? She seemed to have promised Zhuang Er that she would be punished by kneeling once, but she is a young lady? What kind of credit is she, is Zhuang Er stupid?Later? Of course she didn't kneel down, and of course she came back after Zhuang Er left.

Zhuang Er has no credit either.

Of course, Cui Xing knew that Dao Zhuang Er's dishonesty was because he liked her.

The identity of a young lady is destined to be played by men, Cui Xing also thought about what it would be like to play with others.For the first time in her life, she played with Zhuang Er's sincerity, just like when Zhuang Er pressed her against the door panel and asked her how much she did once.

The active and passive aspects of trampling are reversed, relying on body-to-body communication to express feelings? There are often two silent faces on the bed, and it is hard to tell whether it is lust? On the contrary, at the beginning of the third year, I like each other even more.

Cui Xing drank too much? The whole person was floating. On the way back, he almost fell off the electric car? He also staggered up the stairs. Zhuang Er walked in front of her and bent down, and Cui Xing climbed onto her back.

Whether it's a girl's back or a woman's back, neither? A man is so generous, but Cui Xing feels that Zhuang Er's back is unexpectedly reliable.

So many times they quarreled, and when she saw Zhuang Er leave, the back view was in her eyes? It was also warm.

Because Zhuang Er has recited her many times in the past few years.

The rented house is on the fifth floor, and Zhuang Er is tired even carrying someone on her back? Enough, gasping for breath twice at the top of the stairs on the third floor, Cui Xing staggered on her back, Zhuang Er scolded: "Have a supper Drink so much, I can't control you anymore."

"You can manage it..."

Zhuang Er: "What the hell?"

Cui Xing was gasping for breath. When they connected, it was like this: "Zhuang Er, are you in control? Are you going to ruin my life?"

"Can you love me forever?"

Zhuang Er fell silent, and the lights in the corridor dimmed.

Time divided her home into two. After her parents divorced, she had two homes in Lingang, but she couldn't integrate into any of them.If time acts between her and Cui Xing, what will happen?

The draft passed through her heart, and Zhuang Er didn't know that there was no eternal person in the dictionary, but she herself.