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Yan Zeyang glanced at his father, took a step forward, and opened the letter. The special envelope for the military region was larger and contained seven or eight pages of old paper. He took out the letter and turned it halfway through. Veins were already popping up on the back of his hand. out.
The guard who was standing at the door was startled by the sudden sound coming from inside the door, and then heard an angry voice coming from the chief's office, with words like "I don't believe it" faintly. If it wasn't the person who went in, It's Chief Yan's son, and the guards are rushing in.
Not long after, the office door was forcefully opened. Captain Yan had a cold face, holding a few twisted pieces of paper in his hand, and left without closing the door.
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Shi Lian has been doing well recently. He has joined a newspaper company. His father specially found connections for him. Now he is considered a moderate celebrity in the newspaper company. He can occasionally contribute stories to other magazines and write a short poem. .
Twenty-year-old Lang is already very impressive at his age. Of course, at this age, his mind is full of pornographic waste.
As soon as his life stabilized, he remembered the taciturn girl before moving. The girl had been living with an old lady in her eighties who was still bright and energetic. Every time I stared at him, his eyes were like dead fish eyes covered with foam, as scary as a dead person.
Every time Shi Lian sent a girl home, he saw her running back from a long distance away. I heard that she often taught the girl a lesson, either by hitting her on the back or arms.
He and the girl were just classmates at first. He was two years older than the girl. Although the girl had a sallow complexion, she had beautiful features and was very conspicuous in school. However, she had a bad personality and could not speak a word all day. He later gave her food a few times, and they gradually became familiar with her.
It later progressed to sending her home, and then
He tasted the taste of a woman from her. For a new man, it was really the most delicious taste. If you haven't tasted it, you can't understand the feeling of being so good that you can fly. That girl has no relatives. I heard that Her parents worked in a large factory, but they left her here alone, with a lonely old lady. For many years, there was only a girl and a sluggish old lady living together.
Shi Lian found that she was not easy to get close to at first, but as long as you were nice to her, she would trust you very much. After he was nice to her several times, she threw herself into his arms. The first time was when he was eighteen years old. That year, on the way home, I was in a deserted grove.
After that, for more than half a year, he secretly sent her home. Until one day, half a year later, she never came to school again. He heard that she had dropped out of school. Later, he ran to her house and found her being beaten severely by the old lady. , as if he was about to die, he collapsed on the bed and couldn't get up, his face turned pale as if he had lost blood.
When the old lady saw him, she had fishy white eyes, held a stick as thick as her arm, and chased after him with her little feet stretched out. She called him a beast. Shi Lian was hit on the back several times, and finally he pushed the old lady down. , before running away.
Later, he never saw the girl again until a year later, when his family moved to a neighboring city. Some time ago, he went back to the old house and inquired about the whereabouts of the girl. He heard that the old lady died a few months ago. The girl was taken back to her parents' home and was never heard from again.
Shi Lian had dreamed of her countless nights. After all, she was his first woman. After experiencing that kind of ecstasy, whenever he thought about it, she was always there every day and every night. My skin is so smooth and tender, my chest is so soft, it feels so good to dry, and my voice sounds so sweet.
This was a very wonderful thing in that taboo era, in the uninhabited woods and grasslands, and in the closing night. He recalled it countless times. In order to retain that feeling, he always thought of her. , he will process the fragments in his memory and use all the beautiful words and bold erotic descriptions he knows to describe her body, her skin, her voice, her initiative, her attitude
To the best of his ability, he never thought of showing these things to others. He just wrote down the things in his memory and left them for himself to slowly appreciate and reflect on, because the white body of the girl in his memory was sacred and beautiful until One day he no longer needs it and will destroy it without leaving a trace.
Therefore, he secretly put what he wrote in a pile of newspapers under the bookshelf in his room. Every time he took it out late at night, he would take a look at it. The paper was already covered with traces of his constant flipping and some traces of it. Yellow marks
He wrote the girl¡¯s name at the end of the paper. He wrote: The girl who gave me her youth and first time, I will never forget her. She was also my first beautiful love. SheI know how to pray humbly, and I will not get into unnecessary entanglements.
When Wen Xin went back, the wind started to blow and it began to rain. The rain fell in drops, soaking her clothes and hair.
She went all the way back to Yan's house and put the clothes in the closet into bags and boxes. When there was no trace of her staying in the room, she put a letter on the table. Originally, she wanted to put her wrist She also took off the watch on her wrist, but she was a little reluctant to let it go. After thinking about it again and again, she finally decided to keep it as a souvenir. This was proof that he once loved her. Maybe one day she would let go of this relationship and completely forget about it. , mail it back to him, but he probably won¡¯t want to see it then.
Braving the drizzle, Wen Xin got on the train going south. From the window of the green train, she looked lonely at the rainy sky outside.
I have to wander alone again.
Tears of farewell flowed down instantly, farewell, Kyoto. Farewell, the one I loved. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com