After a Trial Marriage With My Sister's Ex

I finally finished reading it. Maybe the storyline was too exciting for me, and I had a lot of emotions. This book has a very similar first half of life for me. But unfortunately, in the end, I lost to time in a long time. That is what time has constantly explained to me about the gaps and gaps brought about by reality. Ten years is too long. Everything you do when you are old enough to be passionate has been blended into the flow of time and cannot stir up any splash. Only some tiny fragments, coated with golden light, suddenly appeared in my sight on a sunny day. Just like what the book says, there's nothing wrong with it. When I was in high school, Light Chaser was played all over the streets. I stepped on that beam of light and relied on the shimmering light she cast, from a high school student to a Ph. D. To work. In their thirties, both of them are already too mature, and when they occasionally meet for work, they just smile and nod, appearing calm and calm. Only the sudden ripples in my heart still remind me of the madness ten years ago. I couldn't speak, so the gray avatar never lit up since my graduation year. But I am very lucky. The biggest difference from the original article is that my mother is a university professor. As I grew up, my parents gradually let go. They did not give me an overly harsh childhood, but gave me enough tolerance and love. At least in my career, I also have a gentle and solid shield. I have parents who love me, a complete family, my own childhood, and a career I love. I fulfilled my high school joke and stood in the position of my dreams. In fifth year, I got a cat that I mentioned repeatedly at the time and decorated a house that we discussed countless times at the time. In the seventh year, a creaking wicker chair was placed in the center of the balcony. Returning home from the laboratory, the evening breeze of the big city blew, and I took a nap on the wicker chair with my cat in my arms. I sent away the yellowed memories that I had copied over and over again in the squeaking and wind sounds over and over again. I like the author's writing style very much. There are too many shadows of myself in Zhuxi, so I regard her as myself in parallel time and space. She is braver than me, less fortunate and luckier than me, knows how to love better than me, and is kinder than me. She deserves Qingsong's love. But I also feel sorry for her. The pain her family of origin has caused her exceeds mine. I hate the saying that hardship creates success, but I have to admit that maybe and only such a family can make her love unremittingly and love alone and courageously. Only this kind of her can invest ten years of youth without hesitation, and only this kind of her can achieve this grand secret love that lasts ten years. The courage I couldn't find in reality was found in her. But the real me, the cowardly me, all my courage lies in letting her go from my heart, watching her kiss and hug others in her youth, and then finally fade out of my youth in a longer period of time. It was the early autumn that only belonged to the 17-year-old. The fragrant fragrance of flowers had been left behind yesterday. The red and hot sun was originally hanging in the sky, but it stubbornly and slowly hid into the sleeping summer night. The wind outside the window stirred up the memories, and blurred the hurried year that I couldn't help but look back into fragments, muttering like complaints. These are the words I heard most clearly: a goodbye floating in the wind, that was the 17-year-old me, not the brave me. Only with delicate words can we write an article worthy of resonance. From the beginning, I expressed my love for the plot, but unfortunately, the characters of the supporting characters are a bit weak, and the overall flaws are not concealed. It's the first time I've written such a long comment, and it's also the first time I've written such a pretentious comment. Thank you to the vivid characters in the author's works for helping me realize my ten years of throbbing and regret. I hope that my ten years can give everyone more courage to love each other. I also hope that the future world will give us more confidence to say we love each other.

Second brush! Over! 🎆 Summer fireworks, looking forward to seeing you next time

Watched it again, so warm and gentle. Xia Xia is so considerate and dedicated, quiet and gentle, like a soft and sweet little cake, hahahaha

I just looked through the author's column and found out that there is a Chuqi Road merchant! Please support me when you have time! [Let me be healthy]

☺️I have been reading your articles these days and I like them very much.

Ahhhhhhhh! I can't see enough 😭 😭 😭

So is Xia Xia or Jing Jing pregnant with the baby?

Finished spreading flowers!!! Overall, it's still very good-looking. Although there are some sloppy parts and some bugs, the writing is still very gentle.

Ahhhhhhhh well written!!

Finished spreading flowers ~ Looking forward to the next book