you can only love me

Chapter 40

On the way home, Du Mei was sitting in my car. Tonight, she was wearing a short skirt that only reached her thighs, and because of the weather, she also put on a baggy coat, showing a faint temptation.Leaning her elbow on the edge of the car window, playing with the necklace I gave her with one hand, looking at the lights flashing by outside—Xiao Du is always in a daze elegantly.

I held the steering wheel and glanced at her occasionally. When she was not talking, she had a kind of ladylike beauty, and the beautiful woman had blue hair hanging on her ears. It made people feel relaxed and didn't feel that things were irritating.

"What do you think, will we go on together in the end?" She took one of my cigarettes, lit it, and turned her head to ask me indifferently.

Through the dust floating in from the window and the smoke curling up inside the car, I squinted at her, "Do you think there is a second possibility?"

She moved her hand around, brushing my face with her warm palm, and the scent immediately went to the tip of her nose, "I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it and give up first."

I smiled and tilted my head, "It's developed like this, so we won't go back to the way we were, let's add up the sum here."

From her invisible perspective, she slowly suppressed her smile, but she was actually very anxious inside.

Everyone seems to have expressed a lot of opinions tonight. Wine bottles, melons and fruit peels are piled up in cart after cart, and thousands of ducks are spitting.

nonsense!Can I not know to persist?I am still very grateful to my friends for their concern, but the problem has to be solved by myself.

She raised her head slightly, and exhaled a puff of smoke rings, "The last time my mother said that she would give you more shares, it was true.".

I suddenly felt my scalp go numb, "...don't worry, wait for three to five years, and then think about it. Now I always think it's too early." , Why do you accept other people's shares for no reason?

She threw a pack of toilet paper over and didn't make much effort. I easily blocked it with my arm, and yelled, "Don't keep beating me, I didn't realize you had this hobby before."

She groaned, showing a delicate and small chin, "I used to be too kind to you, but now it's too late for others to pick up the pie in the sky. You run away every time, are you thinking about whether you want to be beneficial to me?" relation?"

"Where are you going?" I looked in the rearview mirror and parked the car in the parking lot on the side of the road. "Hey, the cinema is here, why do you have to watch a movie?" I raised my hand to look at my watch, and it was past eleven at night. Point, people who are going on a business trip tomorrow, is this really okay?

She threw away the cigarette butt, unfastened her seat belt, and said in a cold voice, "Because I'm going on a business trip tomorrow, if I don't rush to watch it now, I'll have to wait four days after I come back, and the movie will be off the shelves by then."

I turned off the engine, got out of the car, and let the cold wind penetrate into the empty neck suddenly. I was a little cold for a while, I tightened the thin white lining, and whispered, "Are you still obsessed with commercial love movies at this age?"

She rolled her eyes at me, walked forward, lifted the jacket on her left side and wrapped me up naturally, "Tell me, how old am I?"

The fact that I'm short makes it easier for her to hug me, "Of course it's the age of flowers like jade and moon, let's go, sister will buy you popcorn."

"Aren't we the same age?"

"Oh, you also know that we are the same age? Then you still let me call you sister? Your birthday is later than mine, but I am actually older than you by a few months."

"I like it when you call me sister."

"Yo, your mother also likes me to call her sister, she is sister, and you are also sister, so are you sisters?"

"Don't talk to that unreasonable old woman!"

"..."

The person who said he was going to watch a movie actually leaned on my shoulder and fell asleep peacefully at halftime, which is too dishonest.

I put back on the coat she had left behind, and said in disdain, "Idiot, you're obviously so tired!"

I was also quite tired, and I had to watch the second half with coffee and popcorn. My eyelids were heavy, and I was also very sleepy, but if I fell asleep, wouldn’t I have to spend the night in a movie theater in a daze?For Mr. Du who is going on a business trip tomorrow, this is absolutely not allowed.So enduring the extreme sleepiness, after watching an extremely boring midnight movie, I woke Mr. Du up and went home to sleep.

She simply didn't have any luggage to pack when she was on a business trip, just a handbag, some simple things, a notebook, and a few stacks of folders. According to her words, she would buy whatever she lacked, so she rushed out the next day. Time is not too embarrassing.Before going out, she asked me, do you want to send her to the airport?I was eating toast at the time, with my legs resting on the coffee table, a slender lady’s cigarette in my hands, and I looked up with a dazed expression, “Don’t you have a driver? Why do you keep ordering me?”

"I didn't intend to order you at first, but since you said that, I really want to order you, otherwise it's okay to let May send me off..." I looked at her face that was originally in a good mood, and suddenly the dark clouds covered my face. Must have missed something.

So, please, put down the bread, put out the cigarette, "I'll give it to me, it's not a matter of course to send you off."

"Yo, I didn't see the obvious meaning on your face just now."

"Tsk—it's boring to be more serious."

"Hmph!" She was wearing all black today, and the monosyllables coming out of her nostrils made me feel very stressed.

He neatly took the car keys and wallet, stuffed them into the newly bought shoulder bag, casually grabbed his bangs twice in front of the mirror, and was ready to leave.

She put on her sunglasses and muttered, "You should buy thicker clothes, this coat is too thin, shall I bring you some when I come back from a business trip?"

He grabbed her things casually, and pushed her out with one hand, "Let's go, you're looking more and more like a little mom now."

She wrapped her slender arms around my waist, "Call me, Mommy, come and listen?"

"You will be my sister for a while, and my little mother for a while. Are you split personality?"

"...I'll share with your sister!"

Three times, five times, two times, I sent my little mother away, and on the way back from the airport, the real mother called, her tone was still ominous, and she gave me an ultimatum, "If you don't care about my life, you can continue to do it !” This bare, naked, threatening subtext made me tremble, and I remembered what happened in high school—this is definitely the prelude to a hunger strike!

I hurriedly turned the steering wheel and drove home. The weather was too cold to give the sweat glands a chance to play. It’s just that although I had warned the result in my heart, I hadn’t figured out a way to solve it. I was a little caught off guard by announcing the official war.

When I got home and saw my mother looked hopeless, she did make breakfast, but there were no traces of it being touched on the table, so I wondered, what does a person who wants to go on a hunger strike do for breakfast?I thought about it with my maturing brain, is this a prop?She must still think that I have a low IQ in high school.

"Eat something." I took a steamed bun and moved it up, but my mother ruthlessly knocked it down with one hand.

I looked at the steamed stuffed bun that rolled twice on the ground and stopped at the corner of the table, "It's no use making such a fuss."

"It's better to be boring than to watch you degenerate!" The mouth was stubborn.

I don't think it's interesting to talk about whether homosexual behavior is self-degrading. She has obviously refused to accept this information, and it is useless to say more.

"Then what do you think, the hunger strike can straighten me? I don't think any of our mothers will eat today. We are both hungry."

ignore me.

"How about this, Mom, I'll find a man to marry, we'll leave after we get married, and you can make trouble with me later on?"

Glared at me.

"No, Du Mei is pretty good. Why do you look down on her? Don't worry about financial issues at all. She is very rich. Of course, I don't mean to fancy her money. I just want you to rest assured that she raised My son, we can test tube or adopt, it’s not a problem. Then you are worried about the eyes of outsiders? We have been orphans and widows for decades, and we have had enough of all kinds of strange eyes, and you still take others’ opinions Don't worry? It's not worth it!"

Her voice this time was surprisingly loud, "I said it's so difficult to make you like a man?!"

"It's not that I haven't tried it. I've already tried to vomit. It's impossible. My son-in-law can't do it. Do you want my daughter-in-law? I can't help it. If you like it, I'll bring it home; if you don't, we can start a small stove by ourselves, and we won't cause trouble for you."

"You kid, you can just piss me off! I'm so pissed off, I can't tell you what to say! I, I, I... I'll show you right now, do you believe it or not?!" When the fruit knife came, my mother's staunch attitude directly broke down the cold sweat that I had been lingering for a long time.

I didn't know what to think for a while, so I grabbed her knife and slashed on my arm. Of course, I didn't cut a blood vessel, and I'm not stupid. Mom was terrified, she thought I was slashing a large blood vessel, and I guess I realized it, she just wanted to scare me, but I didn't expect that I would completely break her plan by doing this.

"Oh, you damn child, what are you doing? Blood, quickly block it with paper..." I hurriedly blocked it with tissue paper. I scratched deeply and the blood still couldn't stop, and it soon soaked the thick skin. A thick stack of paper.

I felt the pain, but I still kept my mouth shut, because I suddenly felt that this might be a good way, "Anyway, you don't agree, and I don't have much meaning to live. Don't stop the bleeding, let it stay, and I'll do it if it dries up." It saves trouble, saves you from worrying about it every day..." As he spoke, he deliberately removed the paper that stopped the bleeding.

After all, my mother loves me dearly, "Agree, agree! Sure! You bastard, block the paper for me!!!"

This happiness came so suddenly, I was so happy that I forgot the pain, but I moved my hand away vigilantly, "Really?"

She took my hand and pressed the paper, "Anyway, I don't care about you, just do what you like!"

I now understand why the uprisings have shed so much blood since ancient times. If there was no bloodshed, I really wouldn’t be able to do this. If I knew that this move would work well, I wouldn’t have to worry about it for so long. Just do it like this, and you will live forever if you suffer for a while. , but it really hurts, the pain of tearing skin and flesh, the pain that becomes more and more clear after knowing it. "...Mom, let's go to the hospital."

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