Returning to My Wife's Teenage Years

I met my wife when I was four years old. He had a very stinky face and a very poisonous mouth. Our elementary school, junior high school, and high school all went to the same school and were in the same class. He can't stand my romantic nature, and I can't stand him being a loner. And in this situation where we dislike each other, we surprisingly... We were together at the age of eighteen. . Man I know that sounds a little outrageous, but it's true. We didn't go to the same university, but we were in the same city. Although I don't know why we got together the day we first became adults, I found after that night that my wife slept surprisingly well. Of course he felt the same way. After all, I am handsome and physically strong, and no one doesn't love me. When we got up in the morning after sleeping, we smoked next to each other. After about half a cigarette, he smoked both of our cigarettes. I was a little confused. After looking at each other for a long time, I looked at his expressionless face and suddenly my mind twitched. I pushed him down on the bed and kissed him. Then it got out of hand. …As I said above, my wife's mouth is also very kissable. And he is actually shy. He is very cute when he blushes. He purses his lips and his eyes wander, like a kitten. I really like it. It's such a wonderful memory when I think about it. I leaned against the desk, raised my head and looked at the fallen leaves outside the window with a smile. After a long time, I lowered my eyes and closed the diary. I gradually stopped smiling and let the blood from my wrist drip onto the diary, thinking. If today is not my thirty-ninth birthday. If my wife had not died unexpectedly ten years ago. Double C, bitchy talker and drama queen × cold face and sharp tongue, they are actually two cute babies Post a diary of Yu Zhouxing You may not believe it. Well... I'm reborn. Reborn when my wife was still alive, reborn when we were seventeen years old together. Oh, by the way, I guess I haven't introduced you to my wife yet. Then make up for it now. My wife's name is Shen Zhishen, and her birthday is August 29th. She is really good-looking, but her mouth is so poisonous that when I kiss him, I always worry that I will poison myself to death. Haha... Okay, just kidding. My wife and I met when he was just four years old. At that time, my family had just moved next door to his house, and the two families were not very familiar with each other yet. After my parents packed up their things, they took me to his house to say hello. And after saying hello, we began to haunt each other in each other's lives. In elementary school, junior high school, and high school, we were all in the same school and in the same class. He couldn't stand that I always wanted to be in the limelight, and I couldn't stand that he always kept to himself. But in fact we don't seem to hate each other as much as we seem. All year round, cold comes and summer comes. We went to school together for 12 years. No matter how much we quarreled with each other, on the days after school, we would always wait for each other outside the classroom door with a tacit understanding and go home together. And all this lasted until the day after I turned eighteen and the night he turned eighteen. We finished our drinks and rolled into bed. Fell asleep. The next day I woke up first. As soon as I woke up and saw the familiar face in my arms, I suddenly realized that something was wrong. However, when I saw the red marks all over his body, I suddenly recalled the feeling of last night inexplicably, and thought shamelessly. One thing I have to admit is that I found Shen Zhishen to sleep very well indeed. Maybe our physical fit is 100%? I was thinking wildly, but before I had time to think about it, my wife woke up right after me. He looked very uncomfortable. He frowned and struggled for a long time before he reluctantly opened his eyes and looked at me blankly. His eyes were flushed. As mentioned before, my wife has a beautiful face, so when she saw her pitiful face that he had never shown me, even though that was not his intention. I was shamefully hard again. Sensing the frightening heat, my wife Shen Zhishen suddenly woke up. She looked at me with wide eyes for a long time, kicked me out of bed, and then rolled over handsomely and fell to the other side of the bed. She wrapped herself in the quilt, only to reveal a pair of panicked eyes staring at me, with a very red face. Are you shy? I didn't care to rub the place where I was kicked, and looked at him for a long time, and finally reached a strange consensus in the silence. I don't know who moved over first, and we leaned together to smoke. I smoked about half a cigarette, and I couldn't stand it anymore. Just when I was about to turn around and say something to him, he suddenly turned around, took the cigarette from my mouth and pinched it together with the one in his mouth. He didn't say anything, and just looked at me with burning eyes. To be fair, he is quite skinny. But he was very thin and beautiful. I stared at his neck with bite marks for a long time, and seemed to realize something in the silence. I licked my lips unconsciously. Finally, by some strange combination of circumstances, I followed my inner thoughts and pressed him on the bed. I kissed his lips. Seeing that he didn't resist, I vaguely licked his red lips and said: "Shen Zhishen, shall we try?" He didn't say anything, but he didn't refuse either. I took it as if he agreed, and then we started talking in a vague way. And this is the origin of our bad relationship. In fact, my wife Shen Zhishen is quite cute. People who don't know him think he is cold and unapproachable. And people who know him well-oh, I only refer to myself here, will think that he actually looks like a kitten. After purring, his belly will be exposed for you to touch. My wife and I got together when we were eighteen. We dated for three years and exchanged rings. We were together for another eight years until my twenty-ninth birthday. My wife Shen Zhishen. … Dead. I can't remember exactly what happened. The only thing I remember is that my wife Shen Zhishen will never appear in my life again. No one will knit a crooked scarf for me with a soft-spoken mouth, no one will take care of me without saying a word when I am sick, no one will... There will no longer be someone like Shen Zhishen, my wife. My wife Shen Zhishen died when I was twenty-nine and at the end of his twenty-eightth year. Then I spent ten years in a state of confusion, and finally chose to end myself at the age of thirty-nine, ending the painful second half of my life. I thought people should face endless darkness after death. But I didn't expect that when I opened my eyes again. ... What I saw was my wife Shen Zhishen. Intention: Only love is eternal.