mr frank is faithful to love

(FR. Zuo Boyao)

When eating, he didn’t pretend to be intimate at the table. My mother kept adding food to Frank. Wu Rui still looked so unhappy, with a stern face. He couldn’t eat spicy food, too salty food, or mutton.

I really wanted to throw my chopsticks on his face, but I held back. After dinner, my mother asked us to stay, but I refused. I drove Frank back, and he thought about it in the car After a long time, I suddenly asked: "Really... do you want to break up?"

"Correct."

I didn't turn my head to look at him, and held the steering wheel with trembling hands. I was thinking about how I should react if he agreed in the next second.

I admit that my liking has reached an extreme, and under the chain reaction, my self-denial has also reached an extreme.

I really wasn't the best choice for him.

Frank didn't respond positively. He sighed and said, "If I were separated from you now, I would regret it for the rest of my life, and I would always feel sorry for it."

"I realize now that I used to be overwhelmed," I said, meeting Frank's gaze while waiting for the red light, "Give me some time, I have to think about it."

"Yes." He agreed.

He followed me to my house on the [-]th floor, and I packed his pajamas, which were washed in the morning, and they were still fragrant, and I handed them over, saying: "When Charlotte appeared, I realized that you don't have to live like this Tough, you can be decent and easy."

"Being with you would have been respectable, I'm so proud, I want to tell almost everyone I know."

After listening to Frank's words, I said "thank you" to him.

I have lived for more than [-] years, and I have never done any real good deeds. I am still far from a full-bodied person, and Frank is exactly that kind of person.

He has a true self, ideals, self-discipline, confident and unscrupulous love, and the ability to decide everything by himself.

And I don't have any of these.

If we live together like this, if we continue to live, one day, we will feel boring, conflicted, and then fall apart. I know that for love, the gap in concept is fatal.

That's why I said "I've grown up" to him that day. After all, being able to realize that I need to grow is also a kind of growth.

Outside the studio, I was blocked by a group of people asking for an autograph, but the night before I cried all night, wearing sunglasses, I felt like I couldn’t keep my eyes open, I squeezed through people I didn’t know, and it was a runaway .

The director of the show came to me while I was putting on makeup and said, "Zuo Boyao, are you aware? So far, you have won."

I didn't know what she was laughing at, so I held an ice pack to apply to my swollen eyelids.

She sighed: "Good appearance is different, isn't it?"

I didn't think my appearance was the one that the public would like. After all, I was dressed too outrageously, I had mid-length hair so I was neither male nor female, and my complexion was not good-looking.

Although I like my own style.

It seems that I underestimated the public.

At this time, a group of staff members carried cardboard boxes into the large dressing room. All the way, everyone was exclaiming and commenting. Seeing others standing up, I was too embarrassed to sit down. , and said loudly: "Thank you, Mr. Boyao, Mr. Boyao invited everyone to eat at McDonald's!"

When the applause and cheers rang out, to be honest, I was taken aback. I quickly waved my hands and said, "No, no, I made a mistake. I didn't invite you."

"That may be invited by your fans, we also thank the fans!"

My eardrums were about to burst, and I thought that my fans were not as many as other bodyguards, so how could I buy so many things.At this time, the director showed me the bag containing the meals, and there was a label on it, which read "Zuo Boyao invites everyone to lunch".

In the lower right corner is a villain, a hand-painted Q version of me, but a little ugly, still in Biye.

So, this noon, I didn't know the whole process, but I was arranged clearly.After putting on makeup and going outside to get some air, Feizi came over with a hamburger and asked me, "Who bought it, do you understand?"

I shook my head.

"Bought by a German," Feizi gritted her teeth, and handed over the label on the bag to show me. Indeed, there is a string of letters under the Chinese characters, German.

While suddenly realizing, I closed my eyes.

But at this point, not even deep breathing could heal me.

"He's fine, fine, why is he so good." Feizi sighed in a low voice, poking me hard, feeling like she was about to cry before me.

I said, "I didn't expect that he would knock on the door like that, but he still...has a romantic side."

"Who is romantic if he is not romantic?"

The man who can be praised by Feizi is indeed honored, I am still quite surprised.I said, "We had a fight and we haven't made up yet. I want to break up with him."

"You're almost insane."

"Really," I said with a wry smile, "he has a friend Charlotte, a British supermodel, who I like."

"Frank likes her?"

I shook my head and said, "No, she likes Frank, they still keep in touch, and we had dinner together, they are very nice."

"Are you really praising your rival?"

"It's the kindness that scares me the most. They are so well matched."

It's autumn, and the place is empty again, and suddenly there is a strong wind blowing. I admit that I was moved by Frank's surprise, and I also know that he loves me.

But I don't know how to proceed.

The temperature suddenly dropped sharply, and it rained continuously for four or five days.

I drove on the track for a whole morning. I planned to have dinner with my fellow riders at noon, but when I got out of the car after eleven o’clock, the rain suddenly became heavier and I was tired. At this time, I received a message from Frank. .

Say, "I told my parents about us."

I stood there bewildered with my helmet in my hands, and anxiously called Frank, who picked up, and I asked, "Why?"

"Don't worry, I don't mean to force you, I just want to let you know that being with you is not difficult at all, and it won't be unseemly, I am willing to mention it to others."

"Scared them?" I asked.

"No, they think you are young, so let me not give up easily, for fear of hurting you."

"Alright alright."

This kind of thing happened, and I was very confused. I didn’t go to dinner with my car friends at noon. I went to Frank’s company in the rain to find him. It turned out that he was holding a meeting with his subordinates. I secretly listened outside for a while, and I was scared out of breath. dare not come out.

He was so strict, except for his voice, there was only the sound of breathing. When the meeting was over, Frank who opened the door first almost knocked me down.

"What's wrong? What are you looking for me for?" He asked me.

"Why are you so fierce?"

I curled my lips and expressed my opinion on the meeting just now.

Frank said: "It's still raining, don't run around, it's not safe to go on the road, aren't you tired, you should have a good sleep at home."

"I invite you to have a meal at noon." I said.

"Okay."

He went back and washed his hands. I went downstairs and waited for him outside. When he came out, I took the initiative to hold his hand and was not rejected.We didn't drive or take a taxi. Frank held an umbrella and I took his arm and walked for a long time.

I seldom talked along the way. When I arrived at the restaurant, I came to order, and he answered the phone call from his boss. In a trance, we seemed to be living many years later.

It's like getting used to living with each other, without every minute and every second of intimacy.

Like not trying to separate.