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This fatal point, I am the same as Kogoro. Ten years ago, I didn’t understand the charm and didn’t feel sorry for people. When Chenchen was with me, I was obsessed with her most of the time. But if I caught her eating spicy food secretly during her period, or if she was sick and didn't have a good rest and went out to play, I would scold her very angrily, just like what Kogoro did that day.

Every time I get angry at Chenchen like this, she will feel aggrieved and squeezing at the same time, "Don't be so fierce, okay?"

Haha, what else can I say besides Haha?

The more I looked at Sun Chenchen, the more I felt a little uncomfortable, but I couldn't tell why. In short, it was definitely not moved by her tears.

If I say that I regret what I did to her a few days ago, I will definitely be despised by many people... So I chose not to say it out and blame myself in my heart.

I blamed myself for a while, and soon returned to my cold blood. I quickly stretched out my right hand, wiped each of her left and right eyes, pinched her chin and lifted her head up, letting her raise her head. Facing me, her eyes were red and there seemed to be a little complaint in her eyes.

I looked at her coldly, and my eyes twitched, "Don't put my heart on playing the card of pain, it's useless, what have you done long ago? If you plan to tell me what you sent me a text message to me, say it quickly , if you don't say it, you can get out now,"

My voice was very calm, and I didn't force her anymore, but it didn't contain any emotion, at least there was no trace of warmth in the sound.

Didn’t she tell me not to be cruel to her? To be honest, I’m not so scared to be cruel to you.

I sat on the bed, hugging my arms and quietly waiting for her answer.

Sun Chenchen's reaction surprised me a little. She did not answer me anything, but turned around and walked towards the door without a sound.

Either say it quickly or get out of here.

She chose the latter.

After my second meeting with me, Sun Chenchen obviously did not intend to lose his self-esteem. At least, he did not want to be humiliated from me.

In the face of youth and in the face of sensibility, I once bowed under her pomegranate skirt, and was moved by every smile of her, and my heart trembled with every lovely expression and movement of her.

In the face of time and in the face of reason, I have fallen to the point where I am indifferent because of her simple back, and I am slightly touched by her stubborn turn.

I'm afraid nothing in this world can change a person better than time.

No matter whether this change is good or bad, no matter what the person who has been changed looks like.

Right and wrong in the face of time are not important.

Winning and losing in the face of time is meaningless.

In the face of time...

There was no discussion on whether I owe her or she owe me.

At that age and in that era, no one owe anyone, only who is lucky and who is unlucky.

I have never seen Sun Chenchen step by step towards the door of the petite back many times.

After reunited with her, I heard a lot of words I had heard many times, many mirror images I had seen, and learned a lot of truths I had understood deeply.

But it was rare to see her small back.

My mother told me that when I went out with girls, boys must walk on the side near the road, which is a kind of protection.

Therefore, I always walk side by side with Chenchen, holding her hand or holding her shoulders, walking on the road of love, and rarely looking at her from behind.

But I haven't seen it once.

I remember that winter that year, it was already the end of the first lunar month. On a cold evening, we played all day during the day, and I took her home at night.

There is a bus stop at the entrance of Chenchen's community. We took the bus to get off at that stop. Chenchen no longer allowed me to send her in. The community was full of acquaintances, and her parents knew about us. Things are not going well...

Standing under the dim street light at the entrance of the community, Chenchen stood on tiptoe. I lowered my head. When our lips met together, the cold winter seemed to add a little warmth. Chenchen hugged her very happily I turned around and entered the community without turning back.

I watched her small figure gradually disappear into the night and go further and further away.

I watched her walk towards the door, lowered her head and bowed her waist.

There was a sense of sorrow in my heart that violently eroded my memory and swallowed my poor soul.

I don't know where the strength came from on my legs supported me to stand up and walk to the door.

I don't know where the energy came from on my arm, so I raised my hand and closed the door.

I glanced at the various red wines placed next to the TV cabinet.

He lowered his head and looked at Sun Chenchen, who covered his eyes with his bangs.

The Adam's apple moves slightly.

I heard the sound coming from my throat.

"Don't rush to leave first. I haven't seen each other for so long. Let's have a few drinks together."

Chenchen slowly turned around and slowly raised his head to look at me. His eyelashes were flashing. Through the messy bangs, I could see that the corners of her eyes were still wet, but there were no tears.

I really rarely see Chenchen turning around. I don’t see him looking at his back many times, let alone turning around.

I watched her go away, and she never looked back.

Only when the winter vacation that year ended, she was going back to Beijing after school, so I wanted to stay in H City to deal with some work matters. I took her to her mother's house, and her mother took her to the train station.

At the intersection, I stopped before crossing the road, and it was not safe to send it forward.

Chenchen crossed the road and walked to the opposite side.

She turned around for the first time and waved to me.

That time, I got home and cried for an hour.

All are touching tears.

Now, Chenchen's turn and presents it to me in person again, which can no longer stimulate my tears.

I don't need more evidence to tell me that as time goes by, things have changed.

I pointed to her nose and added righteously, "Just just reminisce about the past, don't think too much,"

I was really just surprised that she still had self-esteem, shame, and backbone, so this made me feel a little interested in her situation over the years.

It's really that simple.

Chenchen didn't laugh. She looked at my serious eyes, looked at me for a few seconds, lowered her head again, walked to the bed step by step and sat down.

Didn't talk to me.

I sighed, picked up a bottle of 1985-year-old dried red from the TV cabinet, looked at the price, three thousand five, hesitated for a moment, opened it, poured two cups, and brought it to Chenchen.

The red liquid in the cup was shaking, radiating a gorgeous light.

Chenchen took a cup from my hand, lowered his head and took a sip.
Chapter completed!