The Dragon Son-in-Law, a Doctor of Distinction

That year, I was 9 years old and she was 11 years old. I told her that I would marry her in the future, and she naughtily replied: "Okay"! That year, I was 12 years old and she was 14 years old. She was a head taller than me. I raised my head and told her that I liked her. She listened blankly and said nothing, then turned her head and stopped looking at me. At that time, I was 18 years old and she was 20 years old. I had been working outside for a year, and she was still attending a key university. I could no longer say that I liked her, because I felt that I was not worthy of her at all. I kept what I wanted to say to her to myself, and I would tell her everything when I was worthy of her. In the next four years, I never had the chance to see her again. I heard that she was already working. What I was more concerned about was whether she was pregnant and a mother. My career is gradually getting on the right track and I am no longer embarrassed by money. When I saw her again, it was in Dongguan, in a dim room, just the two of us, and we were silent for a long time. She spoke: "Eight hundred, seeing that you are an acquaintance, I will charge you five hundred." I tried my best not to tremble and said, "Come with me." Her eyes were dull for a moment, then flickered, and then she said like a fire extinguished: "I'm not worthy of you, I'm just a lady, I have guests, nothing happens, I'll leave first." She left in a hurry. Later, I saw her on TV. She was being held by two policemen, with a look of fear and distress on her face. The TV didn't even cover her face, letting her dangle in front of me, letting her bump, bump, and shatter in my heart! The last time I saw her, she came to see me. She was on the roof of the building, and I looked up at her from downstairs. I shouted: "Don't jump." After a long time, she turned around and left without leaving a word. The next news about her was a year later, when her mother called me, saying that she was ill and could not be treated, and that she wanted to see me one last time. I can't accept it. Anyway, I feel very depressed. When I arrived at the hospital, I looked at her pale face in front of her bed, looking much thinner than before. I smiled at her, I don't know how ugly that smile was, and she smiled at me as innocently as she did when she was eleven years old. She raised her hand, and I hurried over to hold her hand. The tears couldn't help but fall down. She said in a deep breath: "I... I want a like." I wiped away my tears and said loudly: "If you don't like the article after reading it, you are just being a hooligan."

The two chapters are very speechless. It is unrealistic to double the bad debt and ask for it back, and still be angry at home.

The hero has a problem

It's so beautiful, why is it not available anymore? I also voted for it.

It's so bad that I can't stand it.

There is no trace of the ambition of a Chinese man in what he wrote!

_Just a little bit, I feel too angry,