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I was escorted back to my small home by my sister and brother. My mother stayed at my house without any hesitation, helped me with housework, picked up the children, and became my de facto nanny. I can go to work with peace of mind. Erni from Shen Jiayuan will never fall. Erni firmly believes that even if it rains tomorrow, there will be a bright sunny day after the heavy rain. So what if I didn't go to the provincial capital to work? Even if we lose Liao Dawei, what if we lose Liu Weihong? I still have Dani, my mother, and my Shen homeland: blue sky and white clouds, small rivers, lush trees, fragrant wild flowers, and hundreds of birds chirping...

The story of Tang Mingyue and Lao Ning will always have an ending. The best ending is that Tang Mingyue finally gets tired of the caress that is close to being hypocritical. In other words, they move from love to marriage and have a soft landing. People will persevere and enjoy the things in their nature, such as eating, sleeping, and sex, until they die. Otherwise, they will become tired. Tang Mingyue came back from outside, opened the door with the key jingling, called Lao Ning, and said nagging, "You are smoking again. How many times have you said you should quit smoking? She has forgotten that he liked the smell of tobacco on Lao Ning the most." Lao Ning came out of the bathroom, holding his pants in one hand, taking the vegetables in her hand with the other hand, and went straight into the kitchen. Tang Mingyue chased after me and said, you didn't even look at me, don't you love me anymore? Lao Ning tied his pants and hummed as before, saying, I love your white face and dark hair. Tang Mingyue came over with a smile, touched his head and said, I love your black face and white hair.

When he walked into the community, he immediately heard the sound of the piano, harmonica, and "Thousands of Miles Away". His heart was full of joy and he smiled to himself. Hey, I have been worried for a long time. It is very likely that Wu Qiuming is staying at home. She just doesn't want to be disturbed and wants to be alone and quiet. But when I walked upstairs and rang the doorbell, no one answered. The sound of the piano also disappeared, and it was extremely quiet, not even Tangtang's bark. He called her cell phone again, but it was still turned off. Where did that sound of the piano come from just now? Could it be that something happened? A woman living alone will also make people guess like this. Ma Xiaoyu went to the gate of the community to ask the property management, who said that she had gone out and entrusted Tangtang to them. Ma Xiaoyu asked how long he would be out, but the property management couldn't tell him. In this way, her disappearance was to avoid him.

When Li Jing is fine, she will still go upstairs to talk to Wang Xiaomi. Her favorite words are, Xiaomi, knowing you is my greatest luck. If I hadn't known you, Ma Gou and I wouldn't have known each other. Ma Gou is two years younger than me. A woman of my age doesn't want anything earth-shattering. She just wants to be comfortable. Your cousin comes back as soon as he gets off work to buy food and cook. He does everything at home. You know, last night he put my insoles on the heater. He said that women are most afraid of being cold. Except for my mother, no one has ever done this for me in my whole life. I was so moved that I almost cried.

There was a circle of people gathered at the corner of the street. In the middle of the circle, an unkempt woman sat on the floor. Her long hair obscured her face, and you could vaguely see the healed scars on her face. In the woman's right hand, a pen was spinning continuously. It was a silver-gray pen. Someone touched her, and the pen flew out of her hand on the side of the woman's body and fell to the ground. The woman crawled over to pick it up, but someone picked it up before her. He picked it up and said: There is also a name engraved on this pen - look what is engraved on it, Xu - Xiao - the man stopped reading. He returned the pen to the woman, then turned around and ran away. I know it's Qin Yilan who's back! I heard some people talking, they said: Xu Xiaoming has traveled thousands of miles, how can he bring back a crazy woman! I want to get rid of those people and tell them: This is not a crazy woman, she is Qin Yilan, and Qin Yilan is back!

Kang Jianguo stopped. The old man opened his eyes, looked at the newspaper in Kang Jianguo's hand, and slowly stretched out his palm. Kang Jianguo quickly put the piece of newspaper into his hand. The old man brought the newspaper to his nose and looked at Niu Jinhe's photo for a long time. After a while, the old man closed his eyes. Kang Jianguo saw tears quietly rolling down from the corners of the old man's eyes.

"I've never seen anyone who likes to be so arrogant like you!" Zeng Ruidong suddenly became angry, "You actually look down on me? What a joke! What do you have? Do you think you are a white swan? Yes, I like you very much, but this does not mean how good you are, do you know? You know? Just like I like to eat garlic, it doesn't mean that garlic is a delicacy..." Leng Ling smiled, nodded and said, "Yeah, I know." Zeng Ruidong was even more annoyed when he saw Leng Ling still smiling: "You know very well how much I love you!" If you did that, I won't have anything to do with Zhao Ke!" Zeng Ruidong pointed at Leng Ling's nose, "It was you who pushed me to Zhao Ke!" Leng Ling took a step back and said, "Yes, I admit that I... Was a little evil." He said harshly: "It's not a little, it's very pretentious! Damn it, I regret meeting you and falling in love with you now! Look at Zhao Ke, she is a real woman! You really shouldn't be a woman! You are too pretentious!" Leng Ling looked at Zeng Ruidong indifferently and did not answer.

While I was sleeping, I was awakened by a nightmare again: deep in the mysterious jungle, a crazy murderous python followed me like a shadow. I ran as hard as I could, but my legs were stiff and I couldn't take a step. The huge python wrapped me tightly around me effortlessly, getting tighter and tighter. I heard the sound of my own blood vessels bursting... The resentment in my heart was aroused after the fear. Why, why do it and its kind pester me like this, making me sleepless and sleepless? I'm going to kill it myself. I panted violently. I didn't know whether I hated Lin Tianming or those snakes. I only had one thought: kill those snakes so that they would no longer entangle me. Kill those snakes so that Lin Tianming would not be able to make medicinal wine. I was reeling from bouts of fear and resentment.

Peng Hai still can't explain why he went to that class reunion. February 7, 2004 was a Saturday. Several retired girls called and said they were going to hold a class reunion. Originally, Peng Hai said he couldn't go, had no interest, and didn't have the time, but somehow he managed to drive there, and even made a special detour to pick up a female classmate who lived on Cuiwei Road. This female classmate was Li Binbin who later lived with him for two years.

The moon in the distance is rising slantingly, bunches of fireflies gradually light up in the endless river of cars, and the whistling wind gathers and rushes away from all directions. It turns out that all love has been brought here by train. I looked at the world head-on with burning eyes. Turning around, I saw my mother leading many people rushing towards me from across the square like crazy, shouting something as they ran. I couldn't hold it back, my eyes turned red, and I no longer felt annoyed or afraid of my mother, so I rushed towards her. On the road alternating between light and dark, all I heard was my voice - "Mom, is my dad okay?"

"But I don't have good genes, right?" I said with red eyes, "I asked my mother. When she was pregnant with me, my father ate sparrows. That's why I couldn't become a phoenix." "I want to tell you a secret, my own." He closed his eyes and rested for a while, then opened his eyes and said, "When I was a child, I was a timid child, because of this My father beat me all day long and broke my head. You see, I'm not smart enough." He gestured to his forehead, "Touch it, there is still a hard lump." "A father who can't be seen in life is not a real father." I don't want to touch his genius head that needs to be carefully protected, and I am not willing to compromise. "Go back." He couldn't move and raised his hand. The conductor who needed to use his hands to complete himself had now lost everything. He moved impatiently with difficulty and motioned for me to look back out the window.

It's not like Ji Kuan and I haven't considered this issue. Li Jia once suggested that we adopt a child in the future. But Ji Kuan felt that after all, this is not a relationship that is generally recognized now. We have to think about the future of our children - we are together voluntarily because of love, while children are passive. So we're going to leave it at that. In the eyes of the older generation, this is a huge flaw. And I am also a little impatient in the company. This repetitive work day after day makes me tired. Besides career, there are many other problems. Love cannot grow in a vacuum, it is always intertwined with the entire life. But we are not worried. Our hearts are very quiet.

Standing in front of him, her face that was frozen by the ice and snow started to heat up slightly at this moment, the blush started to bloom, and it gradually became hot, burning all the anger in her face that had no place to complain. She said, how much is my skin worth? Cheng Jingkai was holding a cigarette in his mouth and holding it on his neck. He looked at her and said, of course the price is the same for first-class things! She said, give me the money first! Cheng Jingkai spit out his cigarette butt, threw a leather bag under his feet and said, "It's all here. You can see how much it's worth. You can take it yourself!" Qinghe smiled. She turned her back to Cheng Jingkai and unbuttoned her buttons one by one. Tears flooded her cheeks and her rouge was smeared, and her original look was no longer visible. He hugged her from behind, pushed her on the bed, and leaned against her. The heart-wrenching pain caused her teeth to pierce into the flesh, and a stream of blood slowly dripped down the corner of her mouth, dripping down and spreading out a dazzling flower on the mattress...

It's been three years now. As a fugitive wanted online, there has been no news about Zhang Yingjun. Just some time ago, the Criminal Police Team received reliable news that someone saw a man and woman in Shihezi, Xinjiang, who looked very much like Zhang Yingjun and Tian Yimei. Therefore, Ji Dacheng was ordered to carry out this secret mission. They came to the Northeastern restaurant they had learned about in advance, and sure enough, they saw two Northeasterners running the restaurant. The male was cooking and the female was serving. They seemed to be in harmony and harmonious. There is a little boy who always sits in front of the door and plays. He is about two years old. He has big eyes and a high nose. He is very beautiful and looks very much like his father.

Ever since we boarded the train bound for Southwest China, deep in the mountains at the junction of the three provinces of Yunnan, Guizhou, and Sichuan, we have become the closest fellow villagers! Although in the eyes of my colleagues, we are a perfect couple, in my heart, I have always regarded her as my little sister. Indeed, although the wind and rain of the years can turn the sea into a mulberry field, it is difficult to heal the scars in people's hearts. Because my love world is still firmly occupied by Xiu Chun - even though she has become Hao Yun's wife. However, her pure and flawless love for me, her meticulous care and consideration for me in life, are like the sunshine and warm east wind in early spring, gradually melting my frozen love world! Two years after joining the workforce, we finally got married!

She picked up her chopsticks, picked up a piece of crab, and was about to put it into her mouth when she glanced and saw Tong Chengzhi looking at her not far away. She loosened her chopsticks and the crab fell onto the plate. Looking again, Tong Chengzhi was still standing there, motionless. Pang Ying's nose felt sore and he hurriedly pushed back the bangs on his forehead to avoid being seen. Thinking about it, it still felt wrong, so he simply stood up and changed his position in the corner. I sat down, dazedly, and put the lump crab into my mouth. I chewed it for a few times, but it felt dull and tasteless at all.

Zijin was still wearing a dark blue cheongsam as when she came. When she poked her head out from the back of the taxi and waved to the wind, the two pure white hyacinths on both sides of the collar of the cheongsam looked particularly peaceful and eye-catching in the orange morning light... Zijin just left so peacefully, just as she came from far away, not to say goodbye to her wind, but only to say "goodbye" to her wind! Also, Feng suddenly remembered again, and the half-enigmatic words "You can't occupy auntie's...". Zijin is gone, she comes from where she came from, and goes to where she is going, from body to soul, just for liking and love. It has been more than a month and she has not appeared on WeChat again. Feng was also trying hard to restrain himself from disturbing her. Maybe he originally liked this kind of beginning and also liked this kind of sheathing. Just as there is only one life, there should be at least one time in life where the true joy and truth that completely abandons morality and responsibility can attract love from the soul to the body...

After sending my mother away, I suddenly discovered that my sister-in-law was so old, with gray hair and wrinkles on her face. She was a famous beauty in Shayang Town when she was young. Her former glory was completely consumed by our family and this village. And I am still a burden to her. My brother is gone, my father is gone, my mother is gone, I should go too... When my parents were alive, I did not fulfill my filial piety. I was more resentful towards them. This is the most guilty thing in my life. I have to make up for it there. The third day after my mother was buried was the day to thank her for her filial piety. Xie Xiao is a custom here, that is, filial sons go to the natal family of the deceased to thank them for everything they have done for the deceased, and return to them the gifts that the natal family brought during the funeral. Although my mother no longer has any relatives in her natal family, this formality still has to go.

The good news spread in Wang Yuefen's courtyard. Liu Jiani can speak now, and her speech is quite complete, with few wrong sentences or sentences. What's more, Wang Yuefen's son is planning to take the old lady to Canada to enjoy her life. Look at Wang Yuefen, she has been a widow for so many years and has raised a good son. The only drawback is that the little girl Liu Jiani sometimes seems to be indifferent. She calls Wang Yuefen "grandma" and sometimes calls her "mom". You can't figure out whether she has intellectual problems or is being naughty on purpose.

Cheng Mingxuan and Ping Li were shocked! It took a long time to come back to reality. The Zhu Xueda in front of me is simply a living little wolf dog! Pingli wanted to drink Zhu Xueda away, but Zhu Xueda looked at Cheng Mingxuan coldly: "I am Zhu Xuchen's son, a man from the Zhu family. This family does not need anyone else." Cheng Mingxuan suddenly wanted to shout, "You are my son," but facing Zhu Xueda's cold gaze, the words got stuck in his throat, and he bowed his head timidly in front of the child. Slowly walked out of the Zhu family's door. Pingli silently took Zhu Xueda's hand and hid Cheng Mingxuan outside the door with tears in her eyes.

This time Gao Jingji unlocked the door of his own home, but it happened to be no longer his home at that time. It was still there when he went out in the morning, but not when he came home at night. He didn't know that he couldn't open it with the key because the lock had been changed. He only said it was Lu Lala's fault. When he called her, the phone was turned off. When he got angry, he thought, can you still stop me? He took his lockpick tool and opened the door. Not much has changed inside, but Lu Lala is not in the house, and many of Lu Lala's things are not in the house, even the package that has historical significance to them is not in the house. It looked like Lu Lala had escaped. But why did she run away? Even if she doesn't want to live with the high economy, it is only logical that she should drive the high economy away. Why did she need to change the locks if she wanted to escape?

In this brief moment, Mi Li saw his hand hesitate for a moment, going against its original intention and not falling, like a son hugging his dear mother. She looked at a blank space that suddenly emerged between that hand and that thin, soft and aging back, abruptly separating them. For this, the old milk fan is quite ashamed. It would be another three or four years before he had a chance to make amends. Mi Li's father had passed away for a month at that time. They went to the cemetery and buried the ashes according to the old custom, and then the bricklayers began to seal the stone slabs. They stood next to each other and shed tears, forgetting the things that had happened that made them feel hurt and sad at the time.

Zhang Dakui is an extremely meticulous person. He has already taken advantage of the opportunity to inspect and repair pipelines and connected the pipe mouth here with the sewer not far away. Just as he and Wei Guojie were unloading the wooden boxes together, the butcher shop owner who was in charge of ambush in the sewer and led people to quickly transport away the wooden boxes that had been dropped down one by one. When Zhang Dakui jumped down, he heard an explosion on the ground, and his tears immediately flowed down. Zhang Dakui knew that his comrade Wei Guojie was in danger at this time, and he felt sad...

The sky is very blue, and occasionally there are clouds passing by, but you may not remember every cloud. Taozi led the way, occasionally looking back at the young man in an expensive suit behind her, tilting her head and stepping forward. When the man looked over with a gentle smile, she unconsciously pursed her lips. Her bright red cheeks contrasted with those bright black eyes, which looked perfect in the grass-colored countryside. Such a good-looking and decent person really came to see grandma? Qingshui Township is named after this sparkling stream. Some unknown grass grows along the stream, which is stained with moisture. After walking next to it for a while, the trousers became wet, which made the calves feel a little itchy.

This is a past event during the Republic of China. For a family in an alley in Fuzhou, their old house is the owner's most important property. However, for a while, many buyers suddenly came and offered high prices to buy this dilapidated old house. After negotiations failed, the daughter of a wealthy family suddenly wanted to marry the son of that family. What ulterior purpose is hidden in this? When Wu Zichen got married, he made a requirement for the location of the new house: it must be the second and third room in the east wing. At that time, Li Zonglin didn't care about this request, which was sandwiched between the Wu family's long and scary list of betrothal gifts. After all, the new house belonged to the Li family, so which one should it be placed in? His attention was focused on this unexpected marriage.

I stayed alone in the house on weekends. I lied to Xia Wei that I had to work overtime. In fact, I didn't want to see him again. I just want to be alone now. Only at this time can I have the opportunity to calm down and think about what happened to me recently, and then recall the kiss on the dark street corner. Whenever I think about it, an indescribable passion always rises in my heart. The sound of the doorbell woke me up, and my heart beat nervously. Could it be A Tong? I first went to the mirror to tidy up my hair and then quickly put on some lipstick. The door opened, it wasn't Atong, it was Deng Yanhua. "Jingran." She no longer calls me Miss Wu. "I didn't expect you to come." "I was just driving by here, thinking you might be at home, so I came up to take a look. Fortunately, you are here. Didn't you go out with Xia Wei?"

Once I wanted to chat with the girl named Yinzi, my heart actually warmed up. I chose a meeting place and called her. I told her the address carefully, just so that she could understand the route to take and the name of the small restaurant. Yinzi comes from a very remote village, and the look on her face when she first described her hometown to me is still fresh in my memory. A simple duck egg face also has a simple smile. She said that my family was surrounded by mountains, groups of mountains. Have you ever seen the mountains? They are like the straw hats worn by villagers, with circles inside them. I was amused by her metaphor at the time. How could I have mastered this rhetorical method as a college student? But she still made it clear that those mountains are collectively called Xiaoxinganling.

An infertile couple accidentally gave birth to a child at the station. They were overjoyed and suddenly discovered that the child's biological mother did not leave the station as she said, but followed them on the train. What on earth does she want to do? Are they regretting it and want their children back, or are they... A treasure sent by God? Chen Gensheng and his wife in Xiaoping Village are the earliest in the village to go out to work every year and the last to return home for the New Year. But despite all the hard work, his house is the most dilapidated in the village. The villagers didn't understand where the money earned by this young couple went. Only they knew that all the money was spent on medical treatment. Chen Gensheng's wife is named Li Guizhi, a flower-like woman who suffers from infertility.

The subway at one or two o'clock in the afternoon is not very empty, but it is definitely not too crowded. Compared with morning and evening peak hours, at least you can stand and sit as you should. People who are standing can hold on to the armrests or lean on the doors without worrying about being squeezed with their chests touching their backs. The person sitting can have free time to check their phone, and their knees will never touch the calf of the person in front of them. Everyone has his own space and does not infringe on each other. Entertainment news scrolled on the LCD screen, attracting passengers to watch one after another. The woman begging with her baby in her arms walked hesitantly. At this moment, she no longer had the cover of the human wall, and was completely exposed to the eyes of everyone. She was somewhat unjust and embarrassed. She was embarrassed to breastfeed her breasts. Her chest was stretched tightly, and not a single bit was exposed.

After our repeated requests, my father finally took the train home from distant Xinjiang for several days and nights without changing his mind temporarily and got off the train along with his two brothers. I secretly thought that my father's history of leaving his hometown might be coming to an end. A few years ago, we appealed to prevent him from traveling far away. But he still leaves Jingyang Pass eastward every year, wrapped in thin feathers like a tired old migratory bird. The reason he threw at me was nothing more than, "How can you get away by yourself?" I, a clay Buddha who just talks, always feel ashamed. This year he went out again, which made me even more uneasy. The old father is forced to go away from home every year due to the pressure of life, but we are powerless to stop him. Is this considered a great act of unfilial piety? He was about to turn sixty, but he still had to swallow his anger. Will this be a reason for the villagers to tease him and ridicule us behind his back?

Deng Jun and Wu Youwei were born in rural areas in the 1980s and grew up together. Deng Jun's mother Lan Ying originally fell in love with Wu Youwei's father Wu Taofang. Later Wu Taofang fell in love with each other, and Lan Ying was frustrated and married Deng Wangcai, who was pursuing her. Wu Youwei's mother, Lian Chen, grew up in a remote natural village. In order to change her destiny, she married Wu Taofang, a particleboard factory worker. Later, the particleboard factory closed down and Wu Taofang went out to work after living a decadent life. Deng Jun had poor academic performance. In order to change his destiny, he decided to go out to learn a trade after graduating from junior high school. Wu Youwei studied well and was admitted to the County No. 1 Middle School. He also worked hard to get admitted to his ideal university. Different paths in life are before them, how will they go on?

When Zhang Zhengfan was sitting in front of the window basking in the sun, Xiao Liu called and asked him if he would do it. After discussion between the two parties, the price was finally reduced to 100,000. Zhengfan raised his head and saw Old Huang's figure reflected on the floor-to-ceiling glass window in front of him, like a shadow in a dream, erratic and thin, but you could still see that his back was a little stooped and his hair had almost fallen out. Most of his bare forehead was exposed, like a bare rock, with a few strands of deliberately long hair twisting unyieldingly around it. Forty-five-year-old Huang is really old. Do it, why not do it. Zheng Fan's voice was not loud, but his words were like nails chiseled into the wooden board. This Li Nihao actually told me that the price Mr. Huang had given me before was a rebate of 200,000 yuan per year. Xiao Liu was aggrieved over there and really thought we were fools. If Mr. Zhang hadn't been an insider, we would have almost been blackmailed by him.

Lin Duo is thin, reserved and a quiet woman. Su Hongxue is plump, tall, and a passionate woman. By chance they became good friends. It was a house church outside the campus, and Lindo was dragged to listen to the gospel by Li Anna, who was in the same year. Li Anna is a fervent Christian who almost gave up her studies in order to preach the gospel. She and Lindo were roommates. Ever since Anna believed in the Lord, within two months, Anna had taken over the other two roommates. Each night, Lindo pondered his thoughts amid tearful prayers. She didn't like it or dislike it, she just went her own way. She goes to class during the day and goes to the library at night. She wears plain clothes and lives a quiet life. Leave the dormitory quietly and return to the dormitory quietly. Their lives are not as rich as Anna's at all.

When he was about to get off work, Nie Hai called and said, don't leave at night, let's eat dog meat? "Who else?" Lin Guangming asked. Nie Hai was a little impatient: "Jiang Haishou, who else can there be? If there are so many people today, it will be too messy to stop eating?" Although he was not the best person to talk to, when he drank the second glass of Old Red Star Baijiu, Lin Guangming still said to the diners noisily. He cleared his throat while laughing, and half-shouted: "I won't go to work tomorrow. Since the agency can't keep me, I have no choice but to fall into the trap!" Jiang Haishou and Nie Hai glanced at each other without saying a word, only humming the word "Cao" softly, very contemptuously, and then continued to clink glasses and order the dishes, shouting to the waitress with a round butt: "Hey, can we get our garlic?"

In medieval Italy, the mercenary leader Argendoro and King Alfonso launched a turbulent power battle and a love-hate entanglement between the three men in order to obtain the royal power.

Before summer arrived, Guan Zijing ended his short life in a car accident. In order to fulfill his promise to his younger brothers and sisters, his friend An Youxu embarked on a summer trip called "To the Whale Star", which was actually for the sake of remembrance and forgetfulness. On the other side, his middle school friend Mr. Whale still didn't know about his death, so he wrote letters to his old friend from an unfamiliar email address. Not long after, I actually received a reply.

Yuxia, whose parents passed away, was sent to the home of her sister Hanjing Ryo, whom she had never met before. Under Yuxia's questioning, Ryo tasted sadness for the first time in her life. Mutual feelings and the way they treat others continue to affect each other in the stumbling blocks. The weak and timid Yuxia puts up all the thorns in his body to protect his sister. The calm and silent Ryo finally understands the meaning of guilt, nostalgia and retention in the separation.

Zhao Yanfei graduated from the Chinese Department of Hunan Normal University and worked as a teacher and journalist. She has published more than 500,000 words of short and medium-sized novels in "Flower City", "Yalu River" and "Fragrant Grass", and published a collection of short and medium-length stories "Fireworks Rain on the Liuyang River". Member of the Chinese Writers Association, student of the 19th Advanced Seminar for Young and Middle-aged Writers of Lu Xun Institute of Literature. Currently working for "Literary Circle" magazine. The community where Xiao Ai lives is called Butterfly Valley. The main gate of Butterfly Valley is a tall archway. The two ends of the archway are connected to six and seven buildings respectively. Under the archway is a square aisle. The aisle is extremely spacious, the floor is paved with brown marble, and it is so clean that human figures can be seen in it. On both sides of the aisle, there are two tall columns, surrounded by oval flower beds. In the flower bed, there are orchids and some unknown small plants planted.

On the night when she should be with her most, that man was not beside her pillow. That man, my man, was doing something in the house next door. Last night, I was still snuggled in his arms, predicting to him what his parents might think of him. After hearing this, he was slightly nervous, but he still said to me confidently: "They will be satisfied with me as their future son-in-law." This is the most important reason why I like him - he is always confident and never gives up easily. This is true for both career and women. Tonight's banquet was not a prestigious one. My parents spent the entire afternoon cooking some of their specialty hometown dishes. The main purpose was to satisfy my gluttony. It has been seven years since I left home to study. Every time I come back, my parents entertain me warmly. Their concern for their daughter is also stir-fried into the dishes with soy sauce and MSG.

I was born in the mountains. Laojun Mountain. It is located in the north of Xuanhan County in northeastern Sichuan and belongs to the remnants of Daba Mountain. Further north is Wanyuan, bordering Ankang in southern Shaanxi, Chongqing to the east and south, and Hunan and Hubei to the east of Chongqing. The famous "Huguang Reclamation" in Xuanhan was the only way to pass through Xuanhan. It was clear that with a few more days of hard work, the people who moved their families would be able to reach the fertile western Sichuan, or at least as far as Kaijiang, a neighboring county known as "Little Chengdu". However, their blistered feet, cramped legs, and uncertainty about the future made them dare not run blindly and persistently on the road; after all, as farmers who deal with the land, they must stop, and only by stopping can they own an industry and have a home. So we took the ethnic group as a unit and stopped in the mountains, "taking possession as our business and pointing our fingers as the boundary."

When dating a man, if you want to avoid being hurt, it's best not to love him at all; if you fall in love, it's best to never tell him; if you want to avoid being cheated on, you must first learn to cheat on him. These words were told by Xiao Tong to Lily, and they have been regarded as a love book by Lily. After living for twenty-eight years, she was not as knowledgeable as Xiao Tong, who was five years older than her. Xiao Tong is really a smart woman. Not only smart, but beautiful! It is not easy for a woman to admit that another woman is beautiful, especially a proud and arrogant woman like Lily. But for Xiao Tong, she couldn't help but be unconvinced. Xiao Tong's beauty had a special charm, not showy or overbearing, nor aggressive. If so, she might stay away from him. Xiao Tong's beauty is careless, and her movements reveal a kind of elegance and charm that a mature woman cannot describe. Especially her clothes are always unique and bring out her unique temperament.

Do you know? Every night comes, I will still miss you, miss you... Do you know? Fish can also cry, because tears cannot be seen in the water, but can be felt with the heart. The author combined the personal feelings accumulated over several years of surfing the Internet and the longing for the lingering warmth in life, and wrote this online emotional novel "For the First Time, You Make Me So Heartbeat" that is close to life. For the first time, the illusory network is integrated with the supreme emotion. Interpretation of a rather unforgettable love story transforms the confusion on the Internet into reality in life in some form. But after all, all kinds of love on the Internet are of the "confused" and "vague" kind, far inferior to real life. For the first time, I combined my personal feelings accumulated over several years of surfing the Internet and the longing for the lingering warmth in life into this online emotional novel "For the First Time, You Make Me So Heartbeat" that is presented to readers and is close to life.

I have two mothers. One is my biological mother Liu Yan, and the other I call her mother Eva. She is a Russian expatriate living on Sun Island on the Songhua River in Harbin. In fact, Eva's mother's name is very long, called Elena Ivanoeva. But in the mouth of an authentic Chinese boy like me, it was too difficult to roll my tongue and pronounce such a long string of syllables, so I left the beginning and the end, omitting the middle, and the name became Ewa. Adding my customary name of "Mom", it was Eva's mother. My name is Qin Sanjiu. My parents gave me this name because I happened to be born on the coldest day of the year. Although I call Eva my mother, she has no blood relationship with me. The reason for this is related to a mysterious glass house. When I was young, my family lived on Sun Island.

Fang Ru, an amateur author, was born in 1972 in the Daxinganling forest area of ​​Inner Mongolia. Now lives in Qingdao, Shandong. Member of Shandong Writers Association. Since 1989, poetry, prose and other literary works have been published one after another. Since April 2007, he has published nearly 300,000 words of novels and short stories in magazines such as "Yellow River Literature", "Writer", and "Mountain Flower". The short story "Sound of the Floor" was reprinted by "Selected Novels" and "Youth Digest". It was selected into the annual novel selections of Huacheng Edition and Lijiang Edition, and won the short story award of the first Taishan Literature and Art Award of the Shandong Provincial Government. Last night, my cousin broke into my dream again. He was still the same, tall and thin, with a hunched back. He always liked to walk with his waist bent, fast and reckless. Not long after he entered the door, he bumped into the chair at the door. So he arched his body, bared his teeth, and began to inhale.

When she met A Dan again, Fang Xiaohong was still living at her husband's house. Her husband's family lives outside Shenzhen, just one block away from Fang Xiaohong's small home. The reason for confinement was that Fang Xiaohong followed the Cantonese custom and stayed with her husband at her husband's house for a hundred days, and her husband only came over for reunions on weekends, euphemistically calling it: a few days of relaxation. There was a huge lavish event the night before, a banquet held at the most famous Hengfeng Haiyue Hotel outside the customs. This is mainly determined by the status and financial resources of Fang Xiaohong's family, otherwise no one can afford to eat more than a thousand yuan per table. Adan said she was in the hall that night. Not only there, but everything she arranged. At that time, she was wearing a silver-gray business suit, holding a walkie-talkie in her hand, and headphones hanging on her ears. She was always walking and talking at the same time.

When his wife was seven months pregnant, Xiao Meng had the opportunity to go on a business trip to K City. He hesitantly dialed Ah Qi's cell phone and said, "It's been seven years, and I want to come and see you." Ah Qi was quiet on the other end of the phone for a while, and then replied, "Okay." Ah Qi's tone was familiar yet unfamiliar, as calm as when they first met. The two of them were silent on the phone for a while, neither knowing how to continue. Finally, Ah Qi smiled on the other end of the phone and hung up. Xiao Meng took the green train for four hours and arrived at K City Railway Station. It was already afternoon, the sky was filled with dark clouds, the wind was strong, and it looked like there was going to be a heavy rain.

No one. The corridor in the door mirror is empty and quiet, as if no ghost has ever been there. Maqu retracted her gaze and walked lightly into the bedroom. Papaya was still sleeping deeply. The moonlight seemed to be snatching him away, crackling through the screen window and falling on Papaya's body. Papaya's naked body was like a piece of Jun porcelain. Maqu felt inexplicably panicked. He wanted to drive away the moonlight, but found that the curtains were no longer needed, so he placed himself between the moonlight and the papaya to block it for a while. Late at night, he walked back to the living room and put the cockroach that was about to be crushed to death into the box. The box was made by Maqu himself. It was made of six pieces of transparent plexiglass, and many ventilation holes were poked with a soldering iron. The inspiration for making the box came from the spider room in the insect world of the zoo.

That summer, I transferred from the county seat to Xiangyang Middle School to study. Before that, my academic performance had always been good. The wall of my living room was covered with certificates of awards from various periods. This has always been something that my father was proud of. For a while, the middle-aged policeman who had frequent urination often looked complacent at the certificates on the wall. Sometimes, he would even drink a glass of wine. Unfortunately, this situation did not last long and ended unexpectedly due to a very shameful incident. During one of his missions to catch gamblers, my father secretly stuffed a wad of stolen money into his crotch. His initial idea was to use the money to redecorate my room. On that sultry July day, my room was stained by the rainwater seeping in from outside the window, and it smelled like decay.

Gu Zhou kept the photos tightly, glanced at the crowd expressionlessly, then walked around the soldiers and girls in the hall, and walked slowly along the corridor. At this time, many people heard the noise and ran past him. There were a lot of people, noisy and crowded together. His wound was split open by the impact, and the white gauze was covered with blood, dripping on the ground. He stood still, looking intently ahead. The person behind her followed his arm and slowly held his hand: "Sir, are you looking for someone?" Before he could react, she walked up to him from behind and looked up at him with curved eyebrows. "Are you looking for me?" The photo in Gu Zhou's hand fell to the ground. They looked at each other for a long time, and they didn't let each other get out of each other's eyes.

My cousin is gone. My cousin gave up his life for the honor of the youth commandos and ended his young life for the dignity of being a human being. In the days when I lost my cousin, I often burst into tears alone, recalling my cousin's short life and the time I spent with him. Not long after his cousin died, Team Leader Li was transferred to the county, and the Youth Commando also existed in name only. Another unexpected blow to me was that Ding Ling was going to marry in the city. This was what my mother told me.