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Chapter 2

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Standing alone on the cold street, I felt so helpless, so small that no one paid attention to it like the falling leaves flying in the city.

Small towns in the south are no more than those in the north.

It is midnight, and music is still everywhere.

Although the neon lights on the street have a layer of tackiness on this beautiful city, the noise brought by this also makes the city at midnight show a hint of prosperity.

There are couples who and women who are swaying from time to time on the street. They should be young couples. Those who are not willing to be lonely and come out to seek excitement. At this time, they are probably already hugging each other and falling asleep.

Looking at the couples who were snuggling with each other, I remember how similar Ah was when he met and Ah.

Will they be like me and Arjun in a few years?

Arqiong used to be an employee of my branch. Not long after I graduated from school, she was recruited as a temporary worker (of course, as a relative, she couldn't escape as long as she had the indicators of becoming a regular).

In the entire CCB, there were very few authentic university graduates at that time. In addition, I was worthy of the audience and was also the target of training in the industry. As a result, I became the target of girls in the industry who were open and secretly sent out their misfortunes.

I'm also blaming me for being inexperienced. One night she went to my place to return the book. I said something that made her cry. I had no idea for a moment and had to sit next to her to comfort her. She lie on me while crying. I couldn't control myself and gave her my first kiss (according to my later feeling, she was afraid that she was the first kiss).

It's okay to kiss it, but unexpectedly it aroused my desire that I had suppressed for twenty-one years. While she was in a fog, she took off her pants and buzzed her underneath, panicking and searching for the outlet of desire. It was she who held my thing in and I found the place.

For the first time I shot the source of life in the right place in a scream.

When I woke up and saw a trace of blood-red semen falling on the bed sheet, I knew that the raw rice had been cooked. At that moment, I had become a real man, and at the same time, a so-called responsibility that men would have had in my heart.

At that time, Ah Qiong was really a bud that had just been deflowered, so simple that it was enough.

Since I got to her, she took my hand into the door of the unit at work the next day, as if she was solemnly declaring to other beautiful girls in the street: Chen Yufei is already my own.

It was from that day that I never enjoyed the treatment of girls in the industry tribute to me with various snacks.

Although she went to the Cultural Bureau later, perhaps to prevent problems before it happened, she would come to our business every day after work, cook with me, wash clothes for me, and read books to relieve my boredom, so that other beautiful girls would have no chance to take love even though they had the intention of taking love.

Ahqiong's family conditions were very good. Her father was the director of the city finance at that time. She was the only daughter of the family. Her personality was cheerful and a little stingy.

But since I was with me, I have never seen her fight with men again, and I just kept sticking to me.

In the years before marriage, I often gave me some beer, so she sat on the side and cried. When I got angry, she lay on me and said sorry, which made me feel very tender.

There have been countless times when we walked on the road embracing each other, she would suddenly run to me, spread her arms and make a flying look. The red clothes reflected on her red face, like a flying red butterfly, which was particularly heart-wrenching.

I looked at it and swear silently in my heart: My fire butterfly, I will always let you fly happily like this.

At that time, when Ah Qiong was tired of playing, she returned to my single dormitory, and often asked me to pinch her hands and legs. After that, she liked to hold my head to her chest and constantly touch her.

Chen Yufei, you are not allowed to hit me in your entire life.

Big fool, I love you so much that I can’t bear to beat you.

Even the idea of ​​fighting is not allowed.

OK OK OK OK OK If you have that idea, I will be a puppy.

Don't like other women.

It’s too late to have you, so how can you care about others?

It's not accurate to be cared for.By the way, you are not allowed to look at other women, especially Liu Ying.

OK OK OK OK, I will ask you before seeing other women.

Arjun often pestered me to say the three words I love you, and I always answered her with a firm hug.

Until one day, when she insisted that I say it in person, I solemnly answered her: I don’t want to keep these three words in my mouth, I’m afraid that if I say it, the wind will blow away.But these three words have long been my promise in my heart, and it will be my lifelong promise. Even if we are too old, I will always recite these three words in my heart and always respect this promise!Some words made her cry, and she hugged me tightly and didn't want to let go.

I have never forgotten what Arqiong lies on my chest and said to me in tears after the first time: 1. You are the first man to touch me; 2. You are the first man to kiss me; 3. You are the first man to enter my body; 4. I will be the first woman to have a baby with you; 5. I will be the only woman to you in my life; 6. If you are sorry to me, I will be the first woman to commit suicide for you.

That sentence was sincere and touched me. Since then, although many beautiful girls often want to get into a variety of fun places due to work, I have never cheated. At most, I am afraid that customers will not be able to do anything to do when I am in the karaoke hall and dance hall, and occasionally I will think of the same part of the lady's breasts when I touch the lady's breasts. I will never continue to do any further movements, which makes those perverted colleagues often wonder if I have the disease of being upright but not lifted or being unstable.

On March 3, when I was 36 years old (the custom here is that men are doing nothing, and when I was 35 years old, I had a birthday. Of course, Ah Qiong also accompanied me to make it once), she and I invited some good colleagues to have a meal to mark their birthday.

When I went to the karaoke hall to sing after dinner that day, I took advantage of the drink to roar at the microphone: The most successful thing in my life for me, Chen Yufei, was to find a good wife like Ah Qiong, and thus had a lovely son. Ah Qiong's dear wife, I will definitely make you happy in this life, and I will always be nice to you.

Where is Arjun?

He also said with tears in his eyes: Being able to find you is the happiest thing in my life, and I will always be by your side.

(Thinking about it afterwards, when a man and a woman cheat, the last one must know was her husband or wife. Her colleagues were afraid that they looked at us with a juggling look.)

After more than a dozen times of winter and spring, I have seen countless flowers bloom and fall. Haha, suddenly, it turns out that all this is a fucking dream.

The sacred Arjun in my heart is no longer the blooming fire butterfly beside me.

From today on, she will be the strings of bright red blood on the wound in my heart, I am afraid that it will never dry up!

How come the sacred love Ah and the sacred marriage Ah have become so vulnerable without realizing it?