[Tuyan] Yimu

Note:

This series was written after I read the story of Zhang Ailing and Hu Lancheng, and after reading "Love in a Fallen City", I was extremely depressed.

A line of lyrics in "Xiaozha from Heather" is the central sentence of this series - "The passage that I thought I was amazed / eventually became a cliché".

【Description of Lightning Protection】

1. It is set that Tu Yan broke up peacefully, and after more than ten years, Brother Tu will have a wife and daughter (the daughter is not his own);

2. The theme is the emotional line of abuse, and the ending is BE;

3. Since the author really wanted to explain why the daughter was not his own, a huge detour occurred in the second half of the years, and an inexplicable main story appeared;

4. Due to the logical needs of the main plot + the author's curiosity (commented by a reader), and his heart is very frenzied, the necessary plot of [Shen Tu and a certain woman □□ exchanged souls] will appear in the middle and later stages of the article.

What needs to be explained is that the plot does not contain emotional elements, and there is no plot such as falling in love with An Yan after exchanging souls.Shen Tu used the woman's body to only have a face-to-face meeting with An Yan, which promoted the development of the plot.

Whether you read these chapters or not, it doesn't have much impact on understanding the overall story of the article (it's just that you will be less abused if you don't read it).

At the same time, I also apologize to the readers-readers who have set up a huge thunderbolt and are completely unacceptable to this are likely to abandon the article.Thank you very much for remembering this joke series, and for sticking to it and waiting for me for so long.I have nothing in return other than gratitude and persistence.

The outline of the article was not fully formed until the continuation of the update. I am really sorry that I did not inform Leidian in advance...but I hope you can give me a chance. Funny but quite poignant "men wear women" setting.

#after many years#

The bad affair between me and Shen Tu has gradually faded after many years.The new little girl under him dug out these rotten bones from nowhere. "Why do you care about this? His child is about to enter high school." The little girl carefully looked at my face. "It's as if the two of us had a strange disease more than ten years ago," I puffed on a cigarette lightly, "I didn't cure the root cause, but he was completely cured."

#after many years#

I have nothing to do in my spare time, so I write books on and off the Internet.

The outline of the book is entirely derived from my real experience. I hesitated for a long time when writing it, and finally avoided the classification of sexuality.

I scrolled through the latest book review, and there was a single word, a "tea" ID, and a short three-word reply.

I looked at the "I'm sorry" coldly, and replied: "You are welcome, book friends, don't mention old things. Take care."

#after many years#

I was recuperating on the hospital bed, my whole body was covered in blood, I couldn't open my mouth, and when I was only able to move my eye bone and my right elbow, I took the most primitive way to contact Shen Tu.

--letter.

He was on a mission abroad, and it took many days to receive his reply every time he sent it out.Sometimes I can't wait any longer, and I will write several letters to him in succession.

I burned all these letters afterwards, and none of them remained.

— Evidence.

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Rachel sat by my bed and peeled an apple for me to juice.When she cut the knife, her strength seemed to be hatred, and her eyes glared at me angrily.

"Why don't you use a mobile phone? Even if it's an association terminal, let him see it with his own eyes, listen to it with his own ears, and know how injured you are now!"

I was not frightened by her, instead of being angry, I laughed in my heart.Write slowly on paper:

"Don't let him know that he will be distracted during his mission."

#after many years#

The last project for the disbandment of the association was to demolish the gate of the main building. All the old teammates from back then were present, but Shen Tu did not come.

The phone suddenly vibrated, it was a phone number that was not saved.I directly turned on the speakerphone, and the sound of the pillar collapsing and shattering was clearly transmitted to the receiver.

I didn't expect any reaction from him. As I expected, he just remained silent for a while and then hung up.

Text messages are returned in seconds:

Goodbye.

#after many years#

It was a snowy day when we broke up.

The snow fell suddenly, and Shen Tu and I were just pretending to be on our way, and I was so cold that I shivered in the wind.

In front of me there was a couple cuddling each other for warmth. Shen Tu looked at them, took off his windbreaker and put it on my shoulders.

My heart was warm, but I heard him stand still and say in a tone as cold as winter:

"An Yan, are you envious?

But at a time like this, I can't even warm you with my body temperature. "

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I shivered under his clothes. "What's the meaning?"

He looked at the man and woman in front of him, and said calmly, "I can't hug you like this in public."

Let's break up.

I stared at him in a daze as he walked far away in only a single shirt, and wanted to leave, but roots took root under his feet and stuck on the frozen road.

The snow falls one by one.It fell on his shadow and melted like tears, like white salt evaporated from tears.

#after many years#

Believe me, I didn’t burn all of them. One day when I was cleaning, I inadvertently turned out a stack from the drawer, and forced myself to sit down and read those old words.

Looking at it, I suddenly found that my eyes were sore.

I once wrote like his zealot: "If you really had to leave me, I'd take it. But you know I'll wait for you."

Xu promised when he was young, the wind and sand that has become shapeless now will disperse.

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I give up unnecessary waiting.

#after many years#

The kobolds in the tomb rushed in madly, and he stood in the center of the spear array covered in stab wounds, the wounds were bloody and bloody.

Suddenly, I saw a spear piercing his lower left abdomen, I exclaimed in surprise: "Shentu!" Then I suddenly woke up, my palms were wet with sweat, and my hands were cold.

All of a sudden, all the hatred towards him disappeared, leaving only trembling with boundless fear.

As long as you're alive, I'm fine.

#after many years#

"An Yan... are you okay?" Xiaozhu sat across the table, looking at me worriedly, hesitating whether to leave the table.

"He's fine, he just fell ill again." Fat Brother said coldly.

I poured down a cup of Erguotou, and the fat brother snatched the half bottle left in my hand, and cursed: "Idiot, the banquet is already over, and you are still drinking and drinking, you can't finish it!"

My face and eyes were burning with too much alcohol.The mouth is also breathing fire: "I'm fine, I'm very good, I don't have any medicine, cute."

After the disbandment of the association, I was finally able to reunite with everyone. I used to have a good conversation after drinking, but I couldn’t stop drinking. I just wanted to drink until I lost consciousness.

I was a little dizzy before my eyes. I remembered that the first time I drank Fragment was before I joined the association, and I got very drunk when I came back from Southeast Asia.

I slapped myself hard on the face twice, but my mind was still not clear.Damn, drinking is to stop thinking about it, but I still remembered that time when he was also at the wine table.All the scene memories are distorted, only the face that I haven't seen for a long time, the eyebrows and eyes are still so clear, so clear.

I fell on the table, slapped the table a few times with my palm, and giggled silly.Too much wine has been drunk into the stomach, and the overflow can only flow out from the corners of the eyes.

"An Yan...sad..."

I squinted and looked at the little pig's face, but couldn't hear his words clearly.The light was a little dark behind my back, I waved my hands and blurted out: "I'm not sad, I, what..."

Shaking his head, tearing away his sticky eyelids, he finally concentrated his attention and organized sentences intermittently. "Once upon a time, someone compared his lover to the medicine that healed him..."

So what the fat brother said is correct, but everything is just right today, which made me fall ill again.

Medicine for me?It has long been unavailable, unavailable.

he……

Taking advantage of the alcohol, the wound that hadn't hurt for many years hurt again, and a wave of suppressed emotions rushed out of my throat. I don't know if I cried hard or vomited hard.

he left.

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