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■Fake bones/age difference/chasing wife crematorium/reunion after breaking the mirror/the superior bows his head
■1V1 mutual attack double c,
*No feelings occurred during the relationship.
Wen Xian has been fond of his stepsister for eight years, and there are three doors between them.
When she knocked on the first door, her down-and-out mother took Wenxian to Mei's house.
It was a noisy summer night, and it was also the beginning of her heartbeat.
The woman sank into the recliner, slightly surprised but accepted her arrival: "Are you the little guy my mother said?"
In the scattered light and shadow, Wen Xian seemed to see something different in those ruthless and romantic peach blossom eyes.
Her mother had warned her long ago that this step-sister was a romantic person and she had been told to stay away from her.
Mei Zhixue is like a burning poppy, tempting to indulge in, and then have nothing to do with anyone anymore - this is the conclusion Wenxian came to in countless mornings and nights.
The feelings of acquaintance due to maternal generation always end due to the separation of maternal generation.
When she opened the second door, Mei Zhixue, who had become a big star, was in a state of semi-retirement.
Wen Xian did not expect that they would have a chance to meet again and become her new lover.
After getting together, Wen Xian thought that the young man's admiration for Ai had come true, and the clouds cleared and the moon shone brightly.
It can't be called honey mixed with oil, but it can still sing harmoniously.
Until one party, Mei Zhixue drank too much and she went to pick her up.
When she arrived, she saw the women at the table from a distance.
She heard someone say to Mei Zhixue: "Why do you still like this one? Young one?"
Mei Zhixue only answered drunkenly: "Which one?"
Wen Xian's eyes were red, and she suddenly thought of those faces that were as young as hers.
How is she different from them?
In addition to the same feelings of admiration, she only has a vague feeling of youthful admiration than them.
So she decided to leave.
Mei Zhixue finally opened the third door——
At the Academy Awards ceremony, everyone was worried that the award-winning actress was missing. They didn't know that a little-known reporter was also missing.
But in a secluded corner where no one knew, it was this missing heavyweight guest who pressed the young reporter against the door frame and stroked the latter's soft lips inch by inch with his fingertips.
Thinking of those women who counted the days when Mei Zhixue never came home and showed mercy to her, Wen Xian raised her neck and said, "Ms. Mei, I am not here today just for you."
"There is neither family affection nor love between us. I hope you respect yourself."
"No, Xiao Xian," Mei Zhixue's beautiful eyebrows were flushed with red, her voice was broken, and she tried her best to suppress the turbulent emotions: "The novel likes me, and said that... It loved me."
She is still a fanatical poppy, crumpled and eager to drink dry dust, and she is willing to be Wenxian's most devout believer.
Conception:.