She asked, “How far have you read?”
He said, “Right where the older brother took the road by the river, over by the main road.”
She suddenly pressed her lips together and smiled. “Oh...”
He asked her, “Did the older brother end up marrying Cuicui?”
“Of course not,” she replied at once.
He raised an eyebrow. “Why not?”
She smiled as she answered, “Because the younger brother was clever. He took the road and sang to Cuicui all night, so naturally she fell in love with him.”
He smiled too, looking thoughtful. “So all it takes is singing.”
She nodded. “Yes, exactly.” She couldn’t help laughing again.
He asked, “So did Cuicui go with the younger brother in the end?”
She thought for a moment, then shook her head. “The younger brother left later.”
“Left? Didn’t he come back?”
She turned to the last page, gently running her fingers over it, then raised her head and smiled. “He came back. Of course he had to.”
Cuicui had waited for so long. How could he not return?
She had once asked him why he could wait so many years.
He thought for a moment and said, “Sometimes she has a kind of all-or-nothing resolve.”
She didn’t understand.
He went on, “When she thinks something is good, she believes it only gets better, and nothing else can catch her eye.”
That was how resolute she was toward others and herself.
She asked again, “Are you really so sure you’re the one she thinks is good?”
He smiled. “Of course.”
For personal reasons, I really hope this story won’t be reposted. Thank you. If anyone likes my other stories, feel free to repost them.
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It's all done, don't worry, there's nothing to lose, it's just that you can't have children. In fact, it doesn't necessarily mean that there is something really wrong with it. I watched American TV series and saw a father and daughter who were extremely healthy after giving birth, and there was nothing wrong with it.
There are no such clear boundaries of emotions in this world. The so-called family affection, friendship, love, etc. Are just forcibly divided when people are in a certain situation. . . To put it bluntly, there are only two kinds of feelings, the most important and the less important. . . . . As long as there are no children, what does bloodline matter? What's more, just saying that abnormal children are more likely to be born does not mean that normal children cannot be born.
Ahem, what is the relationship between the two of them? At first I thought they were from the same mother and father, but later I thought they were from the same father and mother. Author, can you explain it to me?
It ended too quickly. I didn't get enough of it.
The writing is beautiful, but there is always a sense of depression between the lines. If I were young, I would definitely feel slightly sad and then feel very happy inside. However, at this time, after years have passed, everything has changed. No matter what, it's a good article worth reading.
This pairing is good. If it were written into a long novel, it would definitely be interesting.
18-Carat diamond... Ouch... Star eyes
In fact, I really don't like female supporting roles.
Virgins are dying, it's better not to be persistent, it's useless.
It was really a disaster.