Lost in Silence

Gentle and affectionate deaf baby × dark-minded, paranoid, love-hungry boss Post-marriage articles｜Age difference｜Marriage redemption｜Weiwei wallpaper - The fog is so thick this night that you can't even see the moon in the sky. There was a crack in the bedroom door, and the man came in very gently. The light stretched his slender shadow even longer, lightly covering Jiang Ting's anxious eyes. After a while, water mist in the bathroom leaked from the crack in the door, which was facing the floor-length mirror. Amidst the white mist, the clean water flows down the muscle mass, like a landscape painting. Jiang Ting looked away shyly. Moist and heavy body heat quickly rushed in around him, and he leaned over. The hard arm bones wrapped around the back of her neck, and the broad palm pressed down gently. The calloused vise clamped her hand and pressed it to her throat. Jiang Ting saw him move his lips. ——Not sure, let's check again? Jiang Ting stared closely at his lips, which were narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. They were very beautiful and wanted to kiss them. ——But no. Before he could recover, the hot tidal wind blew against his ears. He is talking. What was said, she couldn't hear. He kissed her earlobe tenderly and then kissed her neck. After three years of marriage, he kissed her everywhere except her lips. Jiang Ting knew that he was a substitute and he only had to bear it, not ask for it. - Walking to the flower shop at the foot of the mountain, Jian Huaizhen thought of the roses on the table. It is always a clear pink, always a perfect flower, with a gentle texture that never fades. He thought it was fake until he raised his hand to pluck off a petal, pinched it on his fingertips and kneaded out a thin layer of juice. He raised his eyes again and met his wife's eyes that were as distant and bright as stars. Right now, his wife was facing the light and standing at the door of the flower shop with her back to him. The wall full of roses made her sparkle and white. The shopkeeper was a handsome young man. He tied a flower for her with kraft paper and lace. Jiang Ting told him in sign language: Just put it in a vase when you get home, so there is no need to bother. The man replied in sign language: The flower branches still have remaining thorns, which are beautiful, safe, and more suitable for you. Jiang Ting smiled gently and thanked him. Jian Huaizhen lowered his eyelashes, straightened his cuffs carelessly, and played with the blue gem button. But there was a sudden uncontrollable restlessness in her heart, and her eyes secretly peeked at her red lips from a distance—— After three years of marriage, he dared to touch her anywhere, even her toes, but not her lips. He knew full well that she was not the one who should marry him. His princess should have belonged to the prince who was surrounded by stars, not the lone ant like him. - "I like that you are silent, as if you are far away. You sound like you are lamenting, a butterfly mourning like a dove. " ——Listen to Neruda's "I Like That You Are Silent" Later, Jian Huaizhen added another sentence: "Your silence is as bright as a lamp and as simple as a ring, You are like the night, with loneliness and stars. " Food Guide 1. Sour and sweet cookies, age difference is 8 years, SC+HE, politely refuse to accuse the party 2. Listening to yourself is not mute, but you are prelingually deaf, so you can't speak. You are willing to marry someone else. Uncle Jian only likes to listen to listening from beginning to end. 3. The male protagonist is not a good man, he has a rough life experience, he is ruthless and ruthless, and he has real feelings and interests when marrying a wife. 4. There is pregnancy and dumplings, which are the little awls that break the ice between the two of them (please be sure to distinguish between fiction and reality) ——""Both sentences are taken from Neruda's "I Like That You Are Silent" The copy was written on February 16, 2025 and has been captured and recorded ---------Pre-collection dividing line-------- The copy of the pre-received article "Half a Light of Wind" is as follows: The eternally lost love, the cold rose × the gentle and well-behaved deaf boy Sister-brother love｜Teenage father relationship｜Warm redemption - Jiang Xin worked hard as a chef for a big star and was responsible for her three meals a day. The big star has two faces in front of him and in the back. In front of the spotlight, she shines brightly, chatting and laughing happily; behind the spotlight, she is stoic and unsmiling. Her waist is very thin, her mouth is very picky, she doesn't like to smile, and there are pear dimples on her cheeks when she smiles. What she loves to do most is to bite a thin cigarette, like a weak willow in the wind, blowing clouds and drifting in the wind. The celebrity sister spent a lot of money, but Jiang Xin didn't want to take advantage, so he took it upon himself to develop a new business: cleaning, washing clothes, serving tea and water, acting as a bodyguard... He can do anything, even warm the bed. Gradually, scandals spread, saying that she finally couldn't bear the loneliness and kept a milk dog. The camera came in front of her and asked her if she could no longer maintain her "deep love image"? She took it easy, smiled, and said with certainty every word: "I'm just a relative's younger brother, that's all." That night, Jiang Xin warmed the bed very seriously. After the storm calmed down, Yao Ningyue saw the red eyes at the end. In those shining eyes, there was a desperate determination and naked unwillingness. He is like a sheep, no matter how you pluck him, he is pure white and soft, with an innocent look that is always ready to be slaughtered. That was the first time he felt emotions. His calloused palms tightened around her wrists like iron clamps. The voice that hit her ears was moist and hoarse: "Will my brother warm your bed? Will my brother give you a bath? My brother will give you..." Yao Ningyue closed her eyes lazily and sighed softly. ——The game is over. She pushed him away and said without sadness or joy: "Did I tell you a long time ago that even without you, I would have other toys." "Toys..." He gritted his teeth and looked at her in disbelief, a rush of rain quickly gathering in his eyes. For a moment, Jiang Xin preferred not to hear any sound. - "A lonely boat has to cross the sea, Will weather the storm and be shattered to pieces, You will lose your way and have no time to return, However, a boat is no longer a boat without the sea. I am not me without you. So it is not a boat crossing the sea alone, but a boat crossing the sea. " ——Jiang Xin Intention: Live well and go on bravely