About love, about separation, about reunion
I never thought you would leave me so completely, and not even want to leave me a single message;
I never thought you would play such a bad role, or even propose to someone in person.
One year, two years, four years, eight years, eleven years, I have always only had you in my heart.
Snippet:
Wu'er, it's already eleven o'clock, you should go to bed. Xin Yu gently took the paintbrush from Xiwu's hand and kissed her gently on the cheek.
Don't sleep, I haven't finished painting yet. Yugiri started to get awkward.
The doctor said you shouldn't strain your eyes. Be good and sleep well? Xin Yu coaxed the wife who had gone through so much hard work to get home like a child.
Do you sleep? Yugiri asked rhetorically.
I have another document to look at.
Then I'll accompany you. Yugiri immediately smiled and said.
Can't. Xin Yu was a little annoyed with her stubbornness.
But I can't sleep without you. Xiwu's policy of mourning soldiers was very effective, and Xin Yu was no match for her aggrieved coquettishness.
OK, I'll sleep with you. Xin Yu put his wife on the bed and hugged her tenderly.
Wife, I want you. Xin Yu licked her earlobe.
No, the doctor said I need to rest early. Xiwu blocked him with what he just said.
The doctor said to rest your eyes, be good and don't open them. He turned off the light and rubbed her delicate skin in the darkness.
Yu, you are good or bad.
But I love you, wife. Seal with a kiss.
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