Love of Qingshang: Dissipate the sorrow but don't see the return of Yiren 3 (desperation of love)

The love of Qingshang: After dissipating the sorrow, I don't see the return of the Iraqis 3

However, that girl is still a worry-free seedling. She is very active and always runs here without worry. She just has a way to make up all your anxiety. It's hard for you to worry. Therefore, in such a subtle process, the little girl's position in my heart is more and more important that I can sacrifice myself for her. I don't allow her to suffer a little grievance. Even a little, my heart will tell me that this is not allowed, for her. I can go against my will, or I thought it would be a lifetime for her to change her principles, but I don't know when the little girl is gradually growing up. It seems that she always left me when she was three years old, small and soft. Soft, people can't help pitying, and subconsciously have to protect her. She always feels that this girl will be hurt if she leaves her. She can't let go of her hand at all. However, I actually forgot that time can't help but let me grow up and let this little girl grow up. She is no longer the one who will grow forever. It's not a big child, but what made me find out about this is that one day, the little girl ran over with a shy face and carefully asked me what it means to like it. At that moment, I really felt that she had grown up. I don't know why when she asked about the meaning of this word, I had a little joy and expectation. Perhaps, at that time, I was thinking that I was finally enlightened by this girl and knew that I liked it, right... But I haven't waited for me to continue. When I thought about it, the little girl suddenly said a sentence, which made my heart fall asleep in an instant. It was a feeling of falling from heaven to hell. I don't know how to describe such a feeling, but the fierce pain in my heart seemed to be piercing with thousands of needles.

"Brother, brother..." A small voice came from the side, and the small hand shook in front of my eyes and called back my thoughts. I quickly suppressed the emotions in the depths of my eyes and made myself look as gentle as before. I turned my head. She smiled faintly at the little girl who had seen and guarded since childhood.

"Is there anything else, girl?" I asked faintly. Maybe my faint tone made the little girl a little uncomfortable. The little girl looked at me in surprise, and then kept scanning me with her eyes. For such eyes, I suddenly felt very strange and angry. My hands became fists and became tighter and tighter, but I knew this I can't attack for a moment, because it will scare my baby.

"Brother, aren't you happy?" The little girl carefully looked at her familiar and gentle brother. Now she doesn't know why it suddenly became terrible. Qingyu took a step back and asked with some fear. Although there was no difference in the voice in the quiet day, I still felt it. There was a trace in the voice. The feeling of fear really makes me very depressed. I don't know what I should do now, and I don't know why this girl is suddenly so **. Maybe this girl has always been very **, but I have never noticed it. If, I think about it carefully, if If this girl doesn't **, then she will see through the emotions under my mask at the first time, and I will not completely sink myself for the clear heart at that moment.

Yes, sinking. I don't know when I began to sink. I just know that now I have sunk and sank into the hands of this little girl. I have always been entangled. I know that she is my sister and my brother. No one can deny this relationship. However, in such meticulous care, my feelings for her will slowly deteriorate. Unconsciously, I just want to protect her and the purity in his heart, and just want to protect the weak her from being bullied. , slowly became that kind of love, deep into the bone marrow love, so profound that even I didn't expect it. I want to trap her by my side forever so that no one can see me. I want to see her put on wedding clothes for me and call me 'husband' softly. I want to be her husband and her heaven. Cover her tomorrow's sun. I also don't care about the eyes and house viewing of everyone in the world, let alone the heavy public opinion, what about brothers and sisters, what about blood relationship? I'm just a man, just want a woman, and that woman happens to be my sister. What's wrong with this? Who can say, what's wrong with this?

In his eyes, my father kept hinting at me and warning me. However, I turned a blind eye to his words and hints. I don't want to give up. Of course, I don't believe in this statement of beauty. After all, if a man has the ability, how can he make his beloved What disaster does a woman become? Women have never been a disaster, saying that women are a disaster, or because women's failure is because they have no ability, and finally fail. They can't show their face, so they shirk all their responsibilities to women, saying that everything is a disaster caused by women and beauty. In fact, think about it carefully, what right does such a man have to say that a woman's beauty is a disaster? You can't even protect your own woman, so you deserve to be defeated and you deserve to fail. And I, I believe in everything I have given since I was a child, and I believe in my ability. Therefore, Qingyu is not a disaster for me at all, and I can't let her bear this name, so I can't fail.

But why, when everything became clear, the little girl told me such a painful sentence at such a moment. Suddenly, I felt that everything I did was so meaningless. Everything was in vain. I was really ridiculous. Thinking about it, the words just said by the little girl echoed over and over again, 'Brother, I think I like the ink color.'

She likes ink...

She has someone she likes...

She is no longer mine...

At this moment, how I wish I had just heard lies. How I wish this was a dream I had. When I woke up, everything returned to its original position and nothing has changed. She is still my green jade, and I am still her brother. In this world, the world is just the two of us, two Personally, it's fine.

"Qingyu, what do you like about him?" After a long time, I finally calmed down, and then looked at the little girl Qingyu, who was a certain distance away from me and asked as usual. However, there was no such affinity on my face, and there was no such warmth. It seemed that I had returned to my mask again.

"Brother, I don't know, maybe the ink is really not good at all, but the moment I saw him, I felt the feeling of pounding, which is a feeling that I haven't had since I was a child, and it's not felt among these men around me. Brother, can you feel what I said? This time, it seems that the little girl also felt the change in my mood. She stood still, and then looked closely at my eyes. She looked at me sincerely and calmly and said that there were no superfluous words or words in words. It was just such a simple language, but expressed I don't know how to refute such a truth, or I know that I have no position to refute at all.

Yes, at this moment, I also understand that the little girl, who has been put under her wings, has really grown up. She has grown up so much that she doesn't have to stand under her wings, soar freely and no longer needs her own protection. She has her own emotions. She really likes that A man in ink.

Yes, many times we ask how to know what you like and what you don't like. In fact, such a topic seems really difficult to explain. However, at this moment, in my opinion, it is really very simple. What do you like is when you meet this person in the vast sea of people and clearly know you. They don't know each other, and there will be that kind of intimacy. When that person's eyes fall into your eyes, you will feel a heartbeat, which is love, and your heart is also changing with your emotions.

"Xiaoyu, you go back first." I really can't continue to continue such a topic. I'm afraid that I will really do something to hurt her, so I simply turned around and let myself stop looking at her. If I can't see that little figure, it will be better if I can't see it.

I don't know when the little girl left, and I don't know when the sky outside has changed. Anyway, I stand in front of the window like that statue, just looking at the scenery outside, but I know that my eyes are not there at all. My heart was not there at all. In my mind, my heart was full of the figure of the little girl. The little girl smiled and made a noise from childhood. Thinking like this, the corners of her eyes actually shed tears and stayed so turbulently. Who said that the man had tears, but It's just sad.