Unable to say beyond the GL-Sequel

On November 11, she signed up for a training class for the qualification certificate of teachers of Chinese as a foreign language, in preparation for going abroad to work after school. I also started to learn English by myself from A, B, and C, because Yan will go abroad next year. If it is possible to develop abroad, I hope I can accompany her, so make preparations first.

That day, I went to her house for the first time, and her parents were not there.

Entering the door is the kitchen, a corridor leads to the living room, bathroom, and bedroom in turn, and the opposite direction is the study room, which is very warm in brown tones. Yan went to the kitchen to heat up the food. I went to her bedroom and took a look. It was a small room and it was well tidied up. Neat, there are some books on the bookshelf that I have never read, and a small set of audio equipment next to the bed. She likes jazz, and I think she usually just has a cup of coffee, reading books, and listening to music to pass the spare time.

The food cooked by her parents is delicious. A normal family relationship is a dream that I have been craving. If I can have it in the future, then I will have no regrets in this life.

In the following days, when she was in class, I would bring my English book and order a cup of coffee at the Starbucks next to her school, waiting for her while studying, and then the two of us had dinner together, took a walk, and went back to our respective homes.

Usually on weekends, I open a room for two days in a hotel near her home on Friday, and accompany her to work or class, and sometimes go to her former school for self-study. Of course, we will also find various opportunities to have a good time. The taste is addictive.

Because there is an on-site lecture test for Chinese as a foreign language, another person is required to pretend to be a student to take the test together, so I naturally became her "student". The day before the test, we practiced many times, but she still felt that it was not good enough and disliked my attitude. Not serious enough, I thought to myself: It’s good enough, people who pursue perfection will never be satisfied.But seeing her calm on the podium, fluent in English, serious attitude, not lacking in humor, I became a little beastly, and pulled her into my arms for various kisses. It really is the most charming woman who is serious.

On November 11, my son He Xiaojian died. When I woke up in the morning, Ping pointed to the cage in which he was kept. I looked over and saw him lying upright inside.I squatted outside the cage for a long time before I dared to touch him. His body was very hard and cold. I found a rag and wrapped him up and took him to the tree by the river to bury him. There was a dull pain in my heart. The relaxed mood of relief lasted until I told Fang the news online, as if our relationship had really come to an end at this point.

In the evening I went to look for Yan, and we ate Western food together. While eating, I told her that my son died, and I was not very sad. Tears just flowed down. I felt guilty for not taking good care of him. Since I raised him, I should take care of him He takes care of it.

"You are good enough to the rabbit, don't cry."

I shook my head and smiled.

"It seems that I am still not suitable for raising small animals."

"It's nothing. I used to raise lizards. I forgot to turn off the heating device and roasted it to death. I even raised prickly prickly pears to death. You are already very good."

"Really? I still don't want to raise it in the future, so as not to be sad after death."

Then, once I went to the hospital to find her, and while I was waiting, I teased the wild cats in their hospital, but the molestation failed and I was scratched. After she found out, she insisted on getting me vaccinated against rabies. During the period, various taboos tortured me to death up.

On December 12, Yan took the exam.The day of the exam was my working day, so I asked for leave early to go to the Starbucks near their school, and practiced with her a few times, but the exam went well that day.

She would come to see me sometime, fearing that I would freeze, so she specially bought a fan heater for me. Unfortunately, the fuse in my house was not strong enough. That day I turned on the fan heater while frying dumplings on the induction cooker, and it blew out.

We would quarrel occasionally, and we couldn't do anything about each other.Yan said to me: "I think you are just not used to being cared about by others."

"maybe"

"Hey, take your time. Anyway, I was blocked by your words, and then I was either angry or sad. You are probably the same. Quickly expose your stomach and retract your thorns."

"it is good"

"I will work hard slowly."

It's just that every time she mentions my past, I don't like it in various ways. Since it's already in the past, why bother to bring it up? I told her that I just didn't want to hide anything from her, maybe she was just jealous Well, and I can't hear others say bad things about me, especially the people I care about the most.

"I don't think your past is so bad, except of course you didn't tell me. I tried to accept everything about you, but you also asked me to hide my emotions. Well, if I say, I don't care how much you have in the past. Woman, can you be happy? Everyone has a different way of dealing with bad emotions. Maybe you choose to bury them in your heart and slowly ferment them, but I am used to saying them out and downplaying them. If you can’t bear it, then I won’t say it in the future .”

"Be jealous, don't associate it with the past, okay? I thought my past was fine, but because of you being jealous all the time, I feel that my past is very unbearable, okay?" After saying this, I angrily logged off .

"Okay, I made you lose your ego; okay, you can't mention things you care about, it's okay, I'm good at covering up; okay, I don't care about your emotions being too selfish; okay, I can't take it anymore, so I went offline; well, I want to tell you that you are not the only one who lost himself, let's all go find it! Well, let's all take a step back! Alas, I didn't sleep well at night, I had a headache, I will catch up on sleep Go. I can’t sleep well, if you like to quarrel, if you like to quarrel, if only you, I’ll be jealous, what’s wrong, what’s wrong, what’s wrong?! Grave Egg, kill you!”

Thinking about it now, I'm definitely the "grave egg" in her mouth, it's just such a small problem, as for what, let her be over, but at that time, I was stuck in that dead end and had to fight her to the end, well.

On December 12, she took me to the Shanghai Wild Animal Park. It was the first time I was visited by animals in a car. I saw lions, tigers, and bears at close range. I was basking in the sun leisurely, but the beauty of wildness was missing. But wild ones won't show me. In fact, with her by my side, even if we quarrel, we are happy.