"Are you? You are the worst man I have ever seen, the most disgusting person in my mouth, a stain on my life, the past I don't want to mention, and my favorite."
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Song Jin'an walked slowly, and as she walked around a small piece of roses, she saw a swing not far away.
The swing is pure white, very fresh and very beautiful. The bracket is dotted with a few cute fake flowers. It may be that it has been too long and has turned slightly yellow.
Song Jin'an looked at it for a while, then walked over with open steps. She raised her hand and gently stroked the few small flowers, with her eyes down and her emotions unclear.
When she was a child, she liked to swing the most.
Mother Song and Father Song would always follow her helplessly when she was coquettish about playing on the swing, and then push her with a small force. She always laughed and asked to push it higher, and then raised her sweet smile in mid-air. Little face.
At that time, so happy.
Now that I see the swing again, my mood is completely different.
Song Jin'an looked down for a while, then moved and sat up. She swayed slightly, and the swing began to move.
She has grown up and no one is pushing her behind her back.
It was almost dusk now, and the afterglow of the setting sun was spreading on her and the swing. She just shook slowly, watching the world in front of her become dim little by little.
Before she knew it, she had been sitting for so long.
It was time to go back, but Song Jinan didn't want to.
Going back to face Yan Haoxiang, she exhaled, lowered her head, stopped shaking, and the swing stopped.
yanhaoxiang"Like to play on the swing?"
The man's deep voice sounded behind him, with a slight burnout after work, and casually spit out the words.
Song Jin An paused, a little frightened, she turned around stiffly little by little, and Yan Haoxiang looked at her.
Song Jin An was against the light. At this time, she turned back to look at Yan Haoxiang. The sun shone directly into her eyes at dusk, and after that, she would get a little sore. She raised her hand and rubbed her eyes.
When she put down her hand, Yan Haoxiang was already standing by her side. She felt her eyes feel better and looked up at Yan Haoxiang.
songjinan"How did you know I was here?"
Yan Haoxiang smiled when he heard the words, and the corners of his eyes were also curved. Song Jinan had to admit that this man really looked good when he smiled.
songjinan"What are you laughing at?"
However, Yan Haoxiang just smiled and didn't answer her question.
She realized that Yan Haoxiang might be smiling because of her, and she felt a little uncomfortable, so she asked in a tough tone.
yanhaoxiang"It's nothing. The servant said you came to the garden, so I walked around and saw you here."
Yan Haoxiang put away his smile and returned to his previous lazy demeanor, then looked down at the swing under Song Jin's body, feeling a little annoyed in his heart.
He remembered how the swing came about.
In high school, Song Jinan told him that if he grew up and got married, his husband must build a swing for her in their wedding room.
It is best to be pure white, and it must be embellished with small flowers.
Use fake flowers so they don't rot.
But he had just asked Song Jin'an if he liked the swing. She was obviously sharing everything about herself with him all the time.
But he didn't care at all.
It was true that he built this swing for her, but that was when they got engaged, Song Jinan twitched and asked him.
He had almost forgotten what she said in high school.
If it wasn't for today, he probably wouldn't remember it again.
jideguanzhushoucangdakaWhat the hell is that promotion video???
jideguanzhushoucangdakaLaughing at me
jideguanzhushoucangdakaI'll take a shower and come back to update.
