Gradually, I fell asleep with the book...
I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly I felt someone tilting my sleeves. I woke up and saw her taking a thermometer to test my temperature. This is what she does every day.
I asked: It's time. She nodded gently: Well, it's two o'clock. She put the thermometer under my armpit and covered me with a quilt. She said: It's a little cold at night, don't stomp on the quilt. After saying that, she sat aside and continued reading. She was so thin that I couldn't help feeling pity in my heart. She asked: You seem to work three shifts every day, aren't married? She didn't look up and said softly: Yes, I'm leaving.
sorry
Nothing, women are dead
You will meet a good man in the future
Good men are extinct, they are all bad guys like you
I don't count
Still done, just be sloppy
I'm very nice to women
You are nice to all women, those two are nice to you too
You see
I haven't seen anything, you're content
I was in a daze and half asleep. After a while, she came over and sat beside me, took out her thermometer and looked at it, and said softly that her body temperature was normal.
I suddenly grabbed her hand in a daze and said I would stay with me for a while
She hesitated for a moment and sat back next to me. I hugged her and leaned against my chest, gently stroked her back. She turned off the desk lamp and hugged me and lay down. The two of us hugged each other, stroking each other...
We did nothing and lay there for a long time and it was almost dawn. She got up and kissed my forehead gently and said: You have to sleep a little longer, I'll go
I held her hand and reluctantly, she smiled and said: Let go, I can't bear it so soon
I said: You look better when you smile, you should smile more
She said shyly: I can do it, kissed me again, turned around and walked out of the room
At that time, every night the female doctor would come to my room to accompany me. We just hugged each other quietly, without passionate kisses, without thirsty caressing, without entering each other's bodies. Then, she returned to the duty room to continue reading.
At that time, my condition was repeated and it was so difficult every night. The female doctor brought me a lot of old songs CDs and played the lowest volume to make me fall asleep listening to it...
She said: A man and a woman are like two leaves. As long as a storm blows, they will float to the ends of the world. So, it is better to cherish the moment of tranquility in front of you and cherish every memory segment
I said: Will we never meet again from the sky in the future?
She said: Yes, when a man is tired of playing, he has to find a down-to-earth little nest. He can't come out. The women he has experienced before are no longer waiting for you to be discharged from the hospital. Maybe he wants to marry that little girl, maybe he has to take care of the older one, who is too busy to do anything about me...
I once asked her about her past experiences. She just cried silently and was unwilling to say the pain of the past. The pain seemed to be from the past life to the present life, from the same time, it was never too far away.
She said: I once thought I was a quiet harbor that could allow men to stay safely, and I was a beautiful umbrella that could cover the sorrow of men's eyebrows in the wind and rain. I also thought that I could stick to the quiet night and carefully care for the brilliance of men...
I think she must have been a woman who loves for her in the past, and she was once proud of her tolerance and strength.
At this moment, she was like a branch that had gone through the ruins, smiling helplessly at the humbleness of life, but stubbornly bursting with green buds.
She spent the rest of her life struggling in endless pain, and I could not save her, let alone help her move her hypnotized eyes with my hands and avoid this disaster in this life
The moonlight outside the window is still shining on the ground, and the desolation that penetrates into our hearts is hazy
Even if her words, the pain and blood in her heart could not be erased, I could still smell the peaceful breath in her context
I know that no matter whether her man is far or near, she still misses him
Although I can't tell him the sweetness of the pain in his own words, I can only greet him silently and tell me, a strange man.
She reminds me of another woman, also a sad woman. We met online. Her online name is Midnight Mika
We often chat very late every time, and from her words, I can also feel her loss and despair abandoned by her lover.
Every time we meet, she makes love with me crazy and is addicted to venting and depravity. She said that she will only contact men's physiological organs in the future, and will definitely not contact men's souls.
This reminds me of Bian Jing, and Bian Jing once said, if I am sorry for her, she will find ten men to take revenge on me
But I believe she was just talking verbally. According to my understanding of Bian Jing, she is not the kind of girl who is irresponsible when she is extreme. At most, she will run without a trace, which will make me anxious and angry.
However, I find it difficult to grasp the future feelings because I know myself so much. I am a sentimental person. I am often confused by the melancholy eyes of women and sway back and forth involuntarily.
Actually, I am very soft-hearted to women, and my women are very gentle to me, making me not sure who should be better
Bian Jingsheng is the youngest, the most innocent, the most infatuated, and the most unforgettable.
One night, after Bian Jing left, I had a very complicated dream, dreaming that Bian Jing and I returned to ancient times and became Adam and Eve.
In the first life, we were one person, and God split us into two petals and threw us to the ends of the earth.
We searched hard for each other, but we no longer knew each other when we met
She loves me, but I don't know
When she fed the sweetest fruit from the tree into my mouth, I still didn't know
Later when I died, she cried
She had cried for me countless times, only this time was in front of me, because at that moment, her heart was really broken, only this time I saw it, until that moment, I knew that she loved me
I said to her in my heart: I owe you a tear
In the second life, I became a flying bird, she was a swimming fish
We love each other, but we can't meet
I went to God angrily
God said to me: Your marriage is for three lives and three lives, this is the second life. Since you have no hope in this life, you should wait for the next life.
The bird has no tears, but my heart is crying
God sighed softly: I saw your heart crying, I can use magic power to make you cry in real pain
After a while, God said: Let me tell you another way. According to God in the past, as long as the sea is dry, the fish swimming in the water will turn into birds.
I flew away immediately, looking at my figure, God said to himself: Oh, I'm lying again
In the days and nights after that, I suppressed my tears of longing and kept throwing the stone into the sea.
In my heart, I saw the sea drying up countless times, she turned into a bird, and then I shed that precious tears at her and said to her that I love you, but all this only happened in my heart
Until one day, I was so tired that I was about to fall down. Although I didn't believe that the sea could not be filled, I was really exhausted.
I felt like I was about to cry, and tried my best to suppress myself, shouting at the top of my lungs: Don’t cry! Don’t cry!
I struggled to fly to the sea for the last time, gradually sinking to the bottom of the sea. At the last moment of my life, I saw Bian Jing's figure, and she also saw me
In the third life, when Bian Jing was still a fish, she vowed to become a bird, so in the third life she became a bird
Where is me?
I am a little flying insect in this life
This time she visited God
God said to her: This is your last marriage, and it is your last chance.
After this life, you will be separated from each other forever!
In this life, we strive to find each other for the last time
More than once, we flew on the same road, but the time was different; more than once, when we were about to meet, we chose the opposite direction and missed it.
We chase each other, we repeat each other's route countless times, and we missed countless times. The sky is so vast.
One day in winter, the wind came over and told me that Bian Jing was flying towards me and asked me to wait here
I was ecstatic, afraid of missing her, and snuggled up on a pine tree and looked around. I found that sometimes the sun was so bright
This is the first time I have time to notice this in these three lives and three lives
The sun noticed another thing and said to me: You are almost dying!
No flying insect can survive the winter, you can't wait for her!
I began to feel like I was dying
I hate that the lifespan of flying insects is too short, I hate that the birds in my previous life cannot swim, I hate that I am so late to understand that she loves me
I'm about to die, but I can't die because this is the last life of our marriage
So what about that tear?
Did God lie again?
She is flying over, but my life is passing rapidly
Seeing all this, the pine tree I snuggled up to cried
The tears of the pine tree are a drop of pine resin. This tear just surrounded me and became a piece of amber, making my life no longer pass away. Therefore, I saved the last little vitality, but at the same time I lost the freedom to move.
This is the last life, no one can watch us miss it again
The bird flew over, and I wanted to shout to her, but I couldn't shout, and the rosin had solidified
She saw something golden on the ground, so dazzling
But she missed it because in her heart, no matter how dazzling the thing is, it is not as important as me.
In the last life, we missed it like this when she fell exhausted, the sun cried, so the sky was cloudy, the wind cried, so it rained
When I woke up from my dream, my tears moistened a large piece of the pillow. Bian Jing was next to me and held my hand and looked at me, asking me if I had a nightmare. I said yes, I had a bitter dream
Then I told her that in the dream, we still had no results after three lives.
She also cried and said: We won't be like that, we will never be like that, we will all be together in this life and never be separated.
I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly I felt someone tilting my sleeves. I woke up and saw her taking a thermometer to test my temperature. This is what she does every day.
I asked: It's time. She nodded gently: Well, it's two o'clock. She put the thermometer under my armpit and covered me with a quilt. She said: It's a little cold at night, don't stomp on the quilt. After saying that, she sat aside and continued reading. She was so thin that I couldn't help feeling pity in my heart. She asked: You seem to work three shifts every day, aren't married? She didn't look up and said softly: Yes, I'm leaving.
sorry
Nothing, women are dead
You will meet a good man in the future
Good men are extinct, they are all bad guys like you
I don't count
Still done, just be sloppy
I'm very nice to women
You are nice to all women, those two are nice to you too
You see
I haven't seen anything, you're content
I was in a daze and half asleep. After a while, she came over and sat beside me, took out her thermometer and looked at it, and said softly that her body temperature was normal.
I suddenly grabbed her hand in a daze and said I would stay with me for a while
She hesitated for a moment and sat back next to me. I hugged her and leaned against my chest, gently stroked her back. She turned off the desk lamp and hugged me and lay down. The two of us hugged each other, stroking each other...
We did nothing and lay there for a long time and it was almost dawn. She got up and kissed my forehead gently and said: You have to sleep a little longer, I'll go
I held her hand and reluctantly, she smiled and said: Let go, I can't bear it so soon
I said: You look better when you smile, you should smile more
She said shyly: I can do it, kissed me again, turned around and walked out of the room
At that time, every night the female doctor would come to my room to accompany me. We just hugged each other quietly, without passionate kisses, without thirsty caressing, without entering each other's bodies. Then, she returned to the duty room to continue reading.
At that time, my condition was repeated and it was so difficult every night. The female doctor brought me a lot of old songs CDs and played the lowest volume to make me fall asleep listening to it...
She said: A man and a woman are like two leaves. As long as a storm blows, they will float to the ends of the world. So, it is better to cherish the moment of tranquility in front of you and cherish every memory segment
I said: Will we never meet again from the sky in the future?
She said: Yes, when a man is tired of playing, he has to find a down-to-earth little nest. He can't come out. The women he has experienced before are no longer waiting for you to be discharged from the hospital. Maybe he wants to marry that little girl, maybe he has to take care of the older one, who is too busy to do anything about me...
I once asked her about her past experiences. She just cried silently and was unwilling to say the pain of the past. The pain seemed to be from the past life to the present life, from the same time, it was never too far away.
She said: I once thought I was a quiet harbor that could allow men to stay safely, and I was a beautiful umbrella that could cover the sorrow of men's eyebrows in the wind and rain. I also thought that I could stick to the quiet night and carefully care for the brilliance of men...
I think she must have been a woman who loves for her in the past, and she was once proud of her tolerance and strength.
At this moment, she was like a branch that had gone through the ruins, smiling helplessly at the humbleness of life, but stubbornly bursting with green buds.
She spent the rest of her life struggling in endless pain, and I could not save her, let alone help her move her hypnotized eyes with my hands and avoid this disaster in this life
The moonlight outside the window is still shining on the ground, and the desolation that penetrates into our hearts is hazy
Even if her words, the pain and blood in her heart could not be erased, I could still smell the peaceful breath in her context
I know that no matter whether her man is far or near, she still misses him
Although I can't tell him the sweetness of the pain in his own words, I can only greet him silently and tell me, a strange man.
She reminds me of another woman, also a sad woman. We met online. Her online name is Midnight Mika
We often chat very late every time, and from her words, I can also feel her loss and despair abandoned by her lover.
Every time we meet, she makes love with me crazy and is addicted to venting and depravity. She said that she will only contact men's physiological organs in the future, and will definitely not contact men's souls.
This reminds me of Bian Jing, and Bian Jing once said, if I am sorry for her, she will find ten men to take revenge on me
But I believe she was just talking verbally. According to my understanding of Bian Jing, she is not the kind of girl who is irresponsible when she is extreme. At most, she will run without a trace, which will make me anxious and angry.
However, I find it difficult to grasp the future feelings because I know myself so much. I am a sentimental person. I am often confused by the melancholy eyes of women and sway back and forth involuntarily.
Actually, I am very soft-hearted to women, and my women are very gentle to me, making me not sure who should be better
Bian Jingsheng is the youngest, the most innocent, the most infatuated, and the most unforgettable.
One night, after Bian Jing left, I had a very complicated dream, dreaming that Bian Jing and I returned to ancient times and became Adam and Eve.
In the first life, we were one person, and God split us into two petals and threw us to the ends of the earth.
We searched hard for each other, but we no longer knew each other when we met
She loves me, but I don't know
When she fed the sweetest fruit from the tree into my mouth, I still didn't know
Later when I died, she cried
She had cried for me countless times, only this time was in front of me, because at that moment, her heart was really broken, only this time I saw it, until that moment, I knew that she loved me
I said to her in my heart: I owe you a tear
In the second life, I became a flying bird, she was a swimming fish
We love each other, but we can't meet
I went to God angrily
God said to me: Your marriage is for three lives and three lives, this is the second life. Since you have no hope in this life, you should wait for the next life.
The bird has no tears, but my heart is crying
God sighed softly: I saw your heart crying, I can use magic power to make you cry in real pain
After a while, God said: Let me tell you another way. According to God in the past, as long as the sea is dry, the fish swimming in the water will turn into birds.
I flew away immediately, looking at my figure, God said to himself: Oh, I'm lying again
In the days and nights after that, I suppressed my tears of longing and kept throwing the stone into the sea.
In my heart, I saw the sea drying up countless times, she turned into a bird, and then I shed that precious tears at her and said to her that I love you, but all this only happened in my heart
Until one day, I was so tired that I was about to fall down. Although I didn't believe that the sea could not be filled, I was really exhausted.
I felt like I was about to cry, and tried my best to suppress myself, shouting at the top of my lungs: Don’t cry! Don’t cry!
I struggled to fly to the sea for the last time, gradually sinking to the bottom of the sea. At the last moment of my life, I saw Bian Jing's figure, and she also saw me
In the third life, when Bian Jing was still a fish, she vowed to become a bird, so in the third life she became a bird
Where is me?
I am a little flying insect in this life
This time she visited God
God said to her: This is your last marriage, and it is your last chance.
After this life, you will be separated from each other forever!
In this life, we strive to find each other for the last time
More than once, we flew on the same road, but the time was different; more than once, when we were about to meet, we chose the opposite direction and missed it.
We chase each other, we repeat each other's route countless times, and we missed countless times. The sky is so vast.
One day in winter, the wind came over and told me that Bian Jing was flying towards me and asked me to wait here
I was ecstatic, afraid of missing her, and snuggled up on a pine tree and looked around. I found that sometimes the sun was so bright
This is the first time I have time to notice this in these three lives and three lives
The sun noticed another thing and said to me: You are almost dying!
No flying insect can survive the winter, you can't wait for her!
I began to feel like I was dying
I hate that the lifespan of flying insects is too short, I hate that the birds in my previous life cannot swim, I hate that I am so late to understand that she loves me
I'm about to die, but I can't die because this is the last life of our marriage
So what about that tear?
Did God lie again?
She is flying over, but my life is passing rapidly
Seeing all this, the pine tree I snuggled up to cried
The tears of the pine tree are a drop of pine resin. This tear just surrounded me and became a piece of amber, making my life no longer pass away. Therefore, I saved the last little vitality, but at the same time I lost the freedom to move.
This is the last life, no one can watch us miss it again
The bird flew over, and I wanted to shout to her, but I couldn't shout, and the rosin had solidified
She saw something golden on the ground, so dazzling
But she missed it because in her heart, no matter how dazzling the thing is, it is not as important as me.
In the last life, we missed it like this when she fell exhausted, the sun cried, so the sky was cloudy, the wind cried, so it rained
When I woke up from my dream, my tears moistened a large piece of the pillow. Bian Jing was next to me and held my hand and looked at me, asking me if I had a nightmare. I said yes, I had a bitter dream
Then I told her that in the dream, we still had no results after three lives.
She also cried and said: We won't be like that, we will never be like that, we will all be together in this life and never be separated.