After all, it's eight years, and there will be love over time, is the carp senior really so affectionate?

No, that person doesn't look like this, hasn't he always been very fond of his senior sister? Once, all the girls in the hospital were envious of Senior Sister Rice for having such a talented and excellent boyfriend, who was not only good at it, but also really able to stand the test. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

She didn't know if she and Shen Xuyao could persist in eight years of mutual friendship and never give up, maybe after a long time, they would get bored, and then one went to the left, the other to the right, never to meet, never to see each other again.

Senior Sister Rice has a great reputation in the whole school and even the whole school, she is not only beautiful, but also gentle and kind; She also has touching deeds, donating books to children in poor areas for eight consecutive years, and has been rated as a moral model by the school, and has been on the official website of K University, BBS forum and even a large number of people praise her deeds on it - inspirational and kind, both learning and work, and can be called a goddess in reality.

Many people once came to visit, but when they heard that she had a boyfriend who had been together since the second year of junior high school, they didn't even have the courage to be a junior in an instant, and congratulated them one by one on growing old.

Zhisu sometimes thinks that such an excellent person as Senior Sister Rice will definitely be the person who deserves happiness in the world! And yet—

"I'm afraid he'll hate me in the future."

"Hate you?" Zhisu doesn't understand, how can the reasonable demands between lovers be related to hatred?

"If I ask him to stay in the country, and if he doesn't develop well in the country, how can he not hate me in the future?"

"Does he have to stay in the United States?" Zhisu thought, a long-distance relationship is really unreliable, and what should I do after graduation, is it possible to contribute two plane tickets to the aviation industry every month?

I'm too tired to maintain such a love, but I'm afraid that in the end, I will be physically and mentally exhausted and still won't be able to walk together.

"His family wanted him to stay, so I had only two choices, either go to the United States with him, or break up with him and stay in China, but I ...... "How could she leave her parents and grandparents in China and go to the United States by herself?"

"So, he listens to his parents?"

"Oh yes......" Minan smiled helplessly at the empty playground, she never thought that he would be so obedient to stay in the United States to develop, and erase their eight years of time.

A woman's youth is the least valuable!

Zhisu sat next to her senior sister, and wanted to say "things may have a turnaround" or something like that, but in the end she chose to remain silent. It is better to cut it off than to hold on to hopeless hope, which is much better than despair in the future.

Back in the dormitory, Zhisu suddenly heard someone crying in the dormitory next door, as if she was a girl majoring in Chinese as a foreign language. On Friday night, the night was quiet, and even though she didn't want to hear what the other person was saying, she overheard her crying on her phone.

"I don't want to, I don't want to break up with you......" followed by intermittent howls, and it can be heard that the girl is very excited, and her speech is a little absolute.

"I'll change it, really, I'll definitely change it, if you don't like it, I won't do those things......"

Zhisu listened for a while, staring at the Japanese review test paper spread out in front of the desk in a daze, and a moth "fluttered" its wings and swirled under the lamp.

"No, don't treat me so well, I love you so much, I gave you my first time......"

Zhisu couldn't listen to it anymore, thinking of the woman kneeling on the side of the road and begging for a man in "The Book of Songs: Zunda Road", and a sad helplessness entangled in her heart.

Women, if they love to the point of begging in love, they should be making a lot of trouble for themselves.

The moth fluttered a few times, and finally rushed to the center of the lamp in a soaring position, stopping on top of the bulb.

"I beg you, don't want me, please, I really like you......" There was another whimpering cry, and even the sound of falling things.

If you still know how to vent, then you shouldn't collapse to suicide, right? Zhisu dragged her chin, and a small black shadow fell from the sky onto her test paper, and the moth fell, trying to flutter its wings on the white test paper, but after only a few struggles, its body slowly stiffened.

The moth died, dead in those seconds of blazing enjoyment, and the girl next door was crying softly, in a very faint voice, as if covering her mouth.

Zhisu put the moth into a box of chewing gum with a paper towel and threw it into the garbage basket to find a grave for it.

In the next life, try to be a grass, it's too tiring to be a man.

At night, she woke up again, and she could still hear the intermittent cry of the girl next door. In the dead of night in the dormitory, to be honest, a little panicked.

Zhisu stretched out her hand from the quilt to touch the mobile phone in the hanging basket next to the bed, and when she caught it, her hand was so cold that she shook it.

When I turned it on, my eyes flashed, and it turned out to be two o'clock in the morning. She clicked on the QQ and WeChat of her mobile phone, and suddenly received a video from Xinyan, she opened it and saw that it seemed to be a child's birthday party.

The video seems to have been deliberately shot at Shen Xuyao, many times he has entered the picture, and even once held a child, but he didn't know how to hug it, which scared the little baby into crying.

Xinyan posted another screenshot of a child trying to break free from his arms, with a postscript: Like a human trafficker?

Zhisu smiled and replied: Hmm.

Xinyan: Try someone else's child first, otherwise if you meet your own child and be disliked, I guess he will be mad.

Zhisu: ......

Xinyan: Why didn't you sleep so late, hmph, I caught your pigtails once, I'm going to tell my cousin.

Zhisu: No, I was just woken up, the girl next door who speaks Chinese as a foreign language has been crying since last night, and she hasn't stopped until now.

Xinyan: It can't be an emotional dispute, right?

Zhisu: Youareright!

Xinyan: By the way, let's go to my cousin's company tomorrow, you haven't seen him in a long time, right?

Zhisu: He seems to have been very busy lately.

Xinyan: Busy is busy, but there is still time to squeeze, besides, Fang Slut has been pestering her cousin, and today she is still running to give gifts, I really don't know what kind of relative she is.

Zhisu did not comment, only asked: Tomorrow Saturday, will he still go to work?

Xinyan: It's approaching New Year's Day, and I have to rush to shoot film and television dramas and launch new games, so it seems that he is very busy, and he also suffers from a cough, so no one dares to approach him. Okay, go to him tomorrow at five o'clock in the afternoon, visit his company by the way, and then have a meal.

Zhisu replied with a simple "good" word, and found that the mobile phone screen was stained with a lot of fog, and his face in the video was not clear clearly, but he seemed to have lost some weight, and the whole person showed a sense of exhaustion.

If you don't have time, you won't eat when we meet tomorrow. She thought, putting her phone back in the basket.