My longing was very thick and sticky, and I couldn't blow it, so I planted a cherry tree in my yard.

When I miss you, I will watch it and wait for it to bloom for a minute and a second. But it is too small and tender, and it does not have the majestic atmosphere of a century-old cherry blossom. Even it blooms. The pink young petals tremble in the breeze, as if they will be full of holes in an instant. I think this may be my longing for you, too cautious and too fragile.

I don’t know how long it has passed, but I am indeed living like a year. Someone told me that the daughter of the Nangong family was exposed. Only people in the political circles knew the accurate news. It is said that it was blocked by her and was not allowed to spread. I obtained a specific information based on my relationship. It turned out that she was so strong that she did not need anyone’s protection.

At that time, I was heartbroken. How could she look at me like this? How could she notice a little person like me? I think that after her identity was exposed, maybe I would never see her again. Since I was so scheming, you should fly to the farther sky. So I planned to indulge myself and also wanted to go to the hotel to have fun, but I still naively wanted to keep my innocence for her, so I could only get drunk all night, and it was so miserable.

After my father learned the news, he came to me again and asked me to marry her home no matter what. Haha, how terrible the desire is, I refused with a smile. He said, your son is not that excellent, and even the slightest advantage in your eyes is given to me by her. I plunged into my work, made progress little by little with my friends' support, and finally got my own brand and created my own company. There are a large number of employees who can spend a lot of money every day when they do nothing. So

I found a detective office and spent a lot of money to get all the news about her. Every time the detective sent me her recent photos, I felt heartbroken. Every photo actually had a man, and each of them was beautiful, and my eyes contained deep love for you. Most of them I knew. It was really good. Could it be that all excellent men were going crazy for her? Looking at the photos, I felt extremely happy.

But I didn't expect that you would have killed me once before. When the detective told me, I immediately fainted and lay on the hospital bed for several months. The doctor said that I was a heart disease and didn't want to receive treatment at all. I smiled bitterly in my heart. Has you even lost your hope of life lost? But I still supported this broken body because I wanted to secretly meet her, stroke her cheeks well, and lie in the coffin with her and bury it in the grave.

I went to her funeral, but at the cost of my lifelong freedom, I promised my father to work for him, because I would not have the opportunity to go to such an important place with my career alone, and I had to rely on my father's strength, but I was not afraid. I would commit suicide on my last journey because I had no regrets anymore.

Her sudden voice made me excited. I wanted to immediately push the crowd away and hug her into my arms, but there were too many men around her, all of them were better than me, so my hands drooped again, my heart was obscure, as if I had a bitter fruit in my mouth. The longing for many days instantly turned into nothing at once, and her words shocked everyone, including me. When she planned to break off relations with those three men, I agreed. How could a girl like her have such a childhood? It was not because of their father's gift, and she secretly clenched her fists and cheered for her, but the three men seemed reluctant, haha---be able to spend so many years with her, and make her nostalgic for you, you are not satisfied!?

Later, I was expelled with the abortion, but I was looking for the back door around me and saw all the scenes later. But I still seemed too cowardly and didn't have the courage to save you, but I didn't dare to look away. I roared wildly in my heart, come and save her. Sure enough, my voice was heard by God, and you will be saved in the end. Although the person who saved you was not me, I still feel happy and can silently continue my unrequited love in the future. Let's spend my life like this, I think.

My father didn't let me go because I promised him, so I never had a chance to escape. I went on a hunger strike and refused. It didn't work. In short, they tried their best to threaten me, and the content was always related to you. I felt that I couldn't hold on, but my detective told me that you might be back in the near future. I was very excited and ate well every day and exercised seriously. Although I knew that I could not face you head-on, I still did it stupidly.

My father knew what I thought, and knew that I had only been in love with her for three years. She had not looked at me directly, so she gave up the idea of ​​asking me to marry her at first, and asked me to marry the daughter of another company to unite the forces. How could I be willing? So I cut my arm and soaked in the warm water of the bathtub. Watching my blood overflow and dyed clear water, there seemed to be many pink cherry blossoms flying in front of me... Oh, at this time, I remembered the little cherry tree in my yard. No one will take care of it again. Will it die?

But later, I didn't succeed. I woke up in the hospital. There was a bright red book on the head of the bed. Three gold-plated words hurt my heart - the marriage certificate, trembling hands opened, and there was a marriage certificate inside. But the man's photo, wasn't I still closed my eyes tightly? On the other side, the woman's smile was so dazzling in my eyes. It was my delusion. No matter what, the woman's photo in the column would never be her. My father still won. His etiquette laughed at my ignorance. He took a photo for me when I was in a coma and could get a marriage certificate. It's not easy. As long as he is in this city, he is God!

I cried, crying sadly, as if I was going to dry up my tears for the rest of my life, because I knew that the day after tomorrow, she was going to come back!

I...I'm already married, and the other party is a girl I don't love or even have never met before. How can I meet her?

But I still couldn't help but miss it. I sneaked into your house quietly in the middle of the night and couldn't help but kiss her. Missing her is like a beast trapped in a cage, which can run out to tear me to pieces at any time, so I kissed sadly and despair. I knew I was a little rough with her, so when you cried, I also cried.

Finally, be willful, even if you accept me.

Now, I was lying in the bathtub where I committed suicide. I hadn't eaten for three days. I was hungry and immersed in my happiness, savoring the kiss. Although she knew everything, she even refused me with a resolute tone. At that time, my mood was still satisfied, as if I could drip honey, and my mind was filled with your smell, as fragrant as a rose.

Let me die in my longing for you.

I wait for the flowers of death to bloom in my thoughts, let my thoughts turn into cherry blossoms and float around her... Let the petals replace me, kiss her lips, and apologize for the rudeness of that night on my behalf...

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≡ω≡I am so productive that I finished writing the extras of Feise City in one go. By the way, I like to write extras recently.

If you want to see whoever’s extras, just leave a message! I will finish writing all the extras of that person in one day.

Well, Feise City is indeed pitiful. It is because of his pity and loveliness that I wrote the extra.

The Fierce City will be a pain. As for whether he will die quietly like this, or have the opportunity to compete with the men, it depends on you. Leave a few words to change the fate of the Fierce City!

At this point, I wish you all a happy life.

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A short poem is attached: Missing becomes sorrow, I am alone desperate.

The night pours out the sadness of the curtain,

Sinking, pale beautiful dreams,

Crouching weakly in the footsteps of the night,

Breathing at night's sorrow,

Crying about the sadness of the night.

The moon has disappeared long ago,

A few small shadows of stars,

I am companion with the night, but I am not dependent on the night.

Only at this moment is sad

If it weren't for having too many dreams,

I don't have much hope,

Because there is too much hope,

I began to slowly forget.

Lost yourself, melancholy in your eyes

From then on, despair grew in the heart.

The pressure wrapped me tightly like the night.

Every breath involves heartache...

Happy memories,

Troubled with pain

It's like falling leaves breaking all over the ground.

Sinking in the night is hard to get rid of melancholy.

A quiet night,

Listen to the dream flying and dreams scattered.

Immerse yourself in the sadness of the night,

I'm trapped in the turtle shell

Love has become a sorrow,

My despair bloomed alone.

(This poem comes from the Internet, but I have made some changes)
Chapter completed!