Chapter 867: Yan Xia (26)

Pink Rose Love: Yan Xia (Waru Alan)

（26）

It is better to go with the flow of life than to meet a bad guy and be killed, this kind of thing is endless.

Someone is still a good person who has a good reputation among the neighbors, and without warning, he killed his wife and children, and even his mother and passers-by.

A woman, when she weeps over a man's departure, should smile like the sunshine shines brighter after a rain: fortunately he is gone, and I have avoided another danger......

I didn't really want to do beauty, but I was curious about whether Aunt Lu really didn't encounter temptation in the next 50 years, why did she stick to her marriage? Why didn't she find a wife after her husband died? Is it really because she had never seen love? Then why did she change from a fat woman to a bewitching beautiful grandmother?

The most important thing is, why did she see my brother chatting and kissing with me?

Why did the senior brother not hear from him later?

Think about it, the senior brother should be 25 or 6 years old, a well-known poet, and the benefits of the radio and television system at that time were worse than those of banks and telecommunications, which was also enviable. It seems that even if we don't say that we are very compatible, we are still equal, why don't we even have a single word of explanation?

Could it be...... This bewitching grandmother next to me was still my rival 18 years ago?~!~!~!

When I was 24 years old, I lost to a fat old woman who was about to retire?~!~!~!

Thinking like this, I suddenly burst out laughing, completely uncontrollable, and completely discarded the mask on my face.

The beautician must say it and reapply it, "Otherwise, I will steal the fun and give up halfway." ”

I said, "It's not enough, help me clear it, I'm going to sit up and talk to my aunt." ”

I saw Aunt Lu's face that couldn't see the traces of time, the corners of her mouth and eyes were curled up than mine, and I couldn't help but curse in my heart: TMD, I went to South Korea to fix it, right? Yes... Good thing my husband is gay!

When I got home, I immediately turned on the computer, typed in the name, and more than 8,000 messages came out, clicked on the first Sina blog, released a song, and entered the lyrics to query, which was "Impulsive Punishment":

That night I was drunk and took your hand

Talking nonsense

I only care about the suppressed thoughts in my heart

Frantic expressions

My intoxicated eyes can't see your expression clearly

Forget how you would have reacted at the time

I take your hand and put it in the palm of my hand

I mistakenly sensed that you weren't angry

So I thought

You will understand my good intentions

Until the moment you turn away

Gradually, sobering

Only then did I know that I had imposed my world on you

It also takes courage

How to deal with feelings in your heart

You haven't mentioned it to me until now

I'm talking to myself about simple thoughts

It seems to you that this is simply a joke

So I grieve

Even though there is still your scent in your hands

Listening to the song, I seemed to return to Chongqing in the summer of 1992...... It was also a Yanxia.

Summers in Chongqing are hotter and humider than elsewhere, and the valley surrounded by water on three sides is a natural sauna...... It was the summer vacation, and I took my younger brother, who was a sophomore in high school, to a meeting. Because the younger brother had not yet been to the provincial capital at that time......