I heard the doorbell.

The ringing of the doorbell seemed harsh and eager, and from the frequency of the bell, the identity of the comer was guessed.

She stared at the wallpaper on the computer, lost in thought.

On the computer, a teenager in a black shirt, he was holding a cup of coffee sitting on the fountain stone platform on the street, he squinted, gloomy eyes to the person taking pictures, the corners of his mouth hooked a very shallow, but also appeared to be a cold smile.

The doorbell stopped.

I thought the dragon was gone.

She did not hold back, and held out her hand, gently touching the young man's eyebrows on the screen.She put her lips on the corner of the man's lips like a pervert and sighed, "I miss you so much."

The words just landed, and suddenly I heard the man's voice from the bottom downstairs: "Ai Wei!I know you haven't slept yet!Open the window and look at me.”The sound of words just stopped, and the glass window of the study was struck by the stone.For a moment, did he not leave?

He walked away to the window, opened the curtain, and looked down at the man downstairs through a transparent glass window.

Dressed in a light blue shirt and a pair of casual pants, Zhuang Long stood in the front yard of her house and looked up at her.Zhuang Long gestured to her, meaning that she could pull the window, and he had something to tell her.With a slight hesitation, she did not open the window obediently.

He picked up another stone and threw it up.

He watched the stone smash into the glass in front of him, then a rebound and flew away.

She sighed, then opened the window.

Bending down to the window, standing low downstairs, asked him, “What are you doing so late?”Entering the wall, I am not afraid to call the police, accuse you of breaking into the house."

He didn’t say anything, just looked at her quietly.

That look, it contains a thousand words.

She turned away from him, and she turned her eyes away and fell on the grassy battle.

“What are you doing here?”Indifferent tone.

He said, “Some of you think of you.”

The tip of the centrifugal trembling.

Thinking of something, her softened eyes suddenly became heartless.She said, "Oh."And then there was no after-word.

The dragon cursed this woman in his heart for being ruthless.

He asked her, “Do you really want to marry Bruce?”

He didn’t answer, just looked at him, his eyes mocking.She read her eyes and felt that she was insulting.The smile on his face was also completely diluted.He put his hands behind his back and held them tight.

He asked, “Where is he?”

He said, "It's good everywhere, good for me, good for Kirin, good for Kirin, good for the family life, and it's also good for people..."

"All right, I know."

Hearing the good of Bruce, like a few families, Zhuang Long's heart was dripping with blood.

He said, "Actually, I'm fine."

He looked at him and looked at him mockingly.

“Really!”Zhuang Long said, "I will also be very good to you, very good to Kirin, I look good, the family life is also very good, although not honest, but not a wicked person."And most importantly, I love you."

Hearing the last three words, he quietly tightened his hand.

"You don't love me."Or rather, you don’t love me enough.

“Why don’t I love you!”Zhuang Long was furious, he pointed to his own heart and said, "From the day you and Bruce announced the wedding, I have been in pain here, and there is not a moment to stop."I thought, just let it go, but I can't do it.Loving you is a painful thing, but I can’t stop loving you!”

Why don't you believe I love you!Even if I ignored you before, assholes are a few, but assholes are also entitled to a chance to perform!You don't even give me the opportunity, you're sentencing me to death, that's not fair!"

He looked into the eyes of Zhuang Long's pain, and he was almost convinced.

"You say you love me..." said he spoke softly, not loud, but Zhuanglong downstairs heard it, but he quickly closed his mouth and listened to him quietly.

He said, "If you really love me so much, you should remember me."

Then he asked, “What?”

He asked, “Do you remember where we first met?”

He said, “The Middle East!”

Then he saw the light of expectation on his face, and it was dark.

He said, "It's late at night, so go back."After that, she closed the window, and let Zhuang Long say something in the downstairs, and did not open the window again.I don’t know how long I’ve been downstairs before the dragon left.

Zhuang Qilin held a koala and walked into the quart's study.

He saw staring at the computer desktop, couldn't help but tiptoe, and hugged his mother.He comforted him and said, "Mom, we have to trust Dad, he'll be fine."

He held back to the river, full of sadness.“If he can’t get well, what should we do?”

Zhuang Kirin stroked his hair and said, “Mom, if he’s always like this, I won’t agree with you living with him.”He was so terrible, he almost killed you, Mom, I don't want a murderer father, let alone the one killed by my father, my mother."

If you say anything, you can hear the nose and hair sour.

In the night, the mother and son hugged each other tightly, and regarded each other as the only life-saving straw.

When he returned home late at night, Zhuang Long installed a stomach of angry flame, nowhere to vent, he had to lock himself in the box box, face the sandbag, and hit for more than an hour.

The body was as tired as if it had been hollowed out, and Zhuanglong was lying on the ground like a fish on the shore, losing water, and dying.

He looked at the ceiling, his expression as if he were crying, not laughing.

...

He opened his eyes and found himself in the boxing room.

He tried to sit up, his bones were soft.

In fact, the most painful thing is not the sour and tired bones, but the head.His head hurt like a needle.I guess he was constipated.Zhuanglong rarely gets sick, and this cold is particularly serious.He staggered to his feet, walked out of the boxing room, toward the dining room on the first floor.

The great manager saw that he was unable to walk, and his cheeks were red, and he tightened his eyebrows.

The chief inspector rushed forward, held Zhuang Long, and asked, “Sir, where are you uncomfortable?”

"I may have a cold."

Zhuanglong this cold symptoms are somewhat serious, he was sent back to the room by the general manager, took two tablets of cooling the headache medicine, Zhuang Long fell asleep.When he woke up, his body did not improve.He must go to the doctor.A country to see a doctor is to make an appointment, ordinary small illness, find a family doctor.

The family doctor examined him, prescribed some antibacterial anti-inflammatory anti-inflammatory cold medicine, and left.