Sweet, Although Short

Gong Yan didn't talk anymore, and went out of the bedroom to the entrance.

He took it when he took the coat. The same style of windbreaker had the same color and size.

He used to be annoyed and said to He Ling, "Can't you buy the same one? No one can tell who it is."

He Ling kissed his earlobe and said, "What's the matter, isn't it good to wear my clothes?"

At that time, Miyazaki said badly, but he still wore his clothes.

Miyazaki paused and took the left one.

He returned early, with his clothes on the left and He Ling's on the right.

But what's the use?

This dress belongs to him only on this day. For countless days before, he couldn't tell who it was.

However, it became clear later.

Miyazaki went to the underground garage and looked at the cars, all of whom didn't want to touch them.

His car was bought by He Ling.

He bought all his cars.

This garage is not a car, it's all memory.

Miyazaki exhaled softly and went straight out.

It was very cold outside, and the fresh snow had not yet melted, and it was ugly piled on the roadside.

Miyazaki put her hand in her clothes pocket, which was very cold, like an ice cave.

He Ling used to put his hands in his pockets.

Miyazaki hates being so close on the road: "Two big men, what it looks like."

He Ling said: "What's the matter, legal husband, no one can control it with a kiss."

They were just married at that time, what He Ling loved to say was-legal husbands.

Seven years have passed.

Miyazaki almost forgot how he met He Ling. Only in the past seven years, he has mixed blood into the bone marrow.

Unfortunately, people will change.

Just like he became more and more in love with him,

And he became less and less in love with him.

Miyazaki smiled at herself, leaned against the wall, and shrank helplessly into the darkest corner.

In fact, there are signs already.

Over the past few months, He Ling has come home late, day by day.

He Ling didn't speak, Gong Yan could not find the topic, but could only be silent.

There were only two people's houses, and none of them spoke, and the space was sloshing.

What can it be

Feelings are the most unreliable. They come inexplicably and walk inexplicably.

He couldn't understand why He Ling liked such a boring person.

I don't understand why He Ling didn't like him now.

Divorce is fine.

He was originally alone.