You+me = love.

The first time I walked with her at the seaside, I also met her for the first time. Walk from the starting point to the end point and come back from the end point. When I came back, I saw a coffee shop. I always call it corner coffee. I named it because the coffee shop is located in a corner.

It was her suggestion to have coffee. I didn't even think of it myself. How could I be so stupid? What a great opportunity to sit down and chat. I said yes as soon as she mentioned it. I'm so happy. When chatting in the coffee shop, I realized that she was a pole dancer and opened a training school in Shanghai. Well, a year later, she went out and earned 40w. Then she asked me what I was doing now. I said I was a freelancer, so I talked until 9 pm, and I was very happy.

I sent her back to the hotel. She was traveling, and then I happened to meet her. This hotel is not far from where I live. I said I'd take you back, and she agreed. It happened that the front was dark and I was afraid myself. I'm so excited, I don't know if I want to go up and sit down! Actually, I just thought about it. I left the downstairs of her hotel. Yes, I left without looking back.

? The next day, we chatted on WeChat. The first time we met was on WeChat. When it was just dark, I said we would go for a walk by the sea. She said we couldn't go. It's windy by the sea. Today, she feels a little sick. I thought she was visiting relatives. She said no, but she was a little cold. Then she said the following sentence, which really made my heart thump. She said. . . I'm thinking in my head, whether to go or not, just two seconds, to defeat the idea of not going. I said yes, I'm on my way. Do you need anything for you? She said that she bought a cappuccino in the coffee shop yesterday.

? She is on the 22nd floor of the hotel. When I get on the elevator, I will swipe her room card in the elevator. I didn't know elevators were so advanced now. She came down to meet me. She only wears a pair of shorts and a sling. She has big breasts and is about to jump out. She swayed back and forth. . . I try not to go there. . . . . Finally got out of the elevator. I feel a little stuffy in the elevator.

? Well, it's really just a chat. I sat on the sofa, and she sat on the bed, talking face to face, talking a lot, growing up, talking about feelings, talking about their families. Her parents divorced, and she told me that her father gambled and would fight if he lost. However, by the time of divorce, she had grown up, understood and supported. . . She said that all the 40w students who transferred to another school were cheated by her ex-boyfriend. At that moment, it suddenly occurred to me that traveling alone is actually to heal and sleep somewhere else. She told me that she didn't go anywhere and slept in a hotel. When she is hungry, she orders takeout. It may be because of this takeaway that she came out to accompany me for a walk on the beach. . The first WeChat chat just happened to catch up with dinner. I asked her if you had eaten. She said she didn't know what was delicious and didn't want to eat out. Then I told her, I'll order you a takeaway. I actually just want to order a takeaway for her, and then I want to know where she lives and what her mobile phone number is (I didn't know which hotel she was in before). She was very surprised. She said that during the first WeChat chat, a stranger asked her for takeout, and most people just invited her out for dinner. . Say I'm great . . In fact, when I think about it later, it's all routine. . . . . ? I just chatted with her and asked me if I smoked? I said yes, she said she wanted to smoke, so she took out a box of hibiscus king from her bag and gave me one. She smokes beautifully. . . Very delicious.

? I just sat chatting and looked at my mobile phone. It's past 2: 00 in the morning. Have we talked this long? Time flies. I feel sorry for her. I think she's still a little pathetic. It's past 2: 00 in the morning. Should I go back? Forget it, let's call it a day. But this is really just the beginning. A lot of things happened later, and I felt very excited and sad, so I couldn't write any more. We will continue tomorrow.

Fate is really strange. Everyone should understand that there is no fate. It makes people happy and sad. Happy is to meet, sad is to leave. I want to tell a story of myself, a love affair. I still miss her a little. For a long time, I couldn't get out of her shadow. I have always been infatuated with older women, and I can't accept younger ones, which has become a pathological cycle. I have been trying to find her shadow, and she wrote herself into my bone marrow. Well, she is older than me, a few years older.

We talked for a long time in the hotel, from dusk until after two in the morning, but we were not sleepy at all. No one has asked for sleep yet, and we still don't know how to speak. I think it might mean that.

? She smoked and asked me if I was sick.

? I think other girls smoke very low. She smokes very sexy. She only wears suspenders in front of me. Yes, she doesn't wear a bar, even if she wears a sling directly, she is still very sexy.

? It doesn't matter, after all, she is also an artist, pole dancing and personality.

? In this way, we chatted and talked about everything. Our growing experience and relationship have become more and more subtle. We all feel the change, but no one has come forward. I smoke with her when she smokes. I have a smoking problem. Once I smoke, one cigarette is not enough. Smoking several cigarettes in a row is enough. . She said that I was a heavy smoker and had never seen me smoke like this. Actually, I'm not a smoker. I can smoke whenever I want, but I don't want to smoke.

? Finally, after I smoked a few cigarettes, I can't remember how many I smoked. She looked at her cell phone. Ah, it's past three. How do you go back to sleep? Is the door of your hotel closed? Is there a car on the road? I said it must be gone, and the hotel security was closed. Actually, there is no need to take a taxi so close. I also have the mobile phone number of the hotel security guard. As for why I say this, I don't know, so don't ask me. . . . . .

Then how do you get back? Where will you sleep?

She didn't look at me when she said this. Is she embarrassed or shy? The meaning seems to be similar.

I said, I can't go back. . . Then look at her. .

Well, you can sleep next to it in the future. .

I thought she would let me sleep on the sofa, or did I insist on sleeping on the sofa? I didn't say anything anyway. I only remember saying one word, hmm.

She asked me if I wanted to take a bath, and I said I did when I first came. . . I want to wash my feet.

We just leaned back on the bed side by side and chatted. I don't know what's wrong with my brain. I said, let me sing you a song. . I have it in my cell phone.

She said yes, we have headphones, she wears the left, I wear the right, I lean on her left and she leans on my right. The first song "Lying" is very affectionate. She said I sang very well. This is the first time someone has sung for her like this. I can hear that her voice is a little touched and her eyes are a little different. Somehow, she touched her hand, cold and slippery. Somehow, her face rested on my chest. I can feel my heart pounding, stroking and beating. This was the atmosphere at that time. 22nd floor, sea view room, no curtains. I always feel that the world is suddenly cold and cheerless, leaving only the two of us.

I held her hand and touched it slowly, without resentment or acquiescence. I thought of this when lonely men and a few women always smell spring under the sky.

As soon as I rolled over, I lay on her.

In this way, we suddenly kissed, very intense. We rolled in our arms. I pulled her sling and pulled it off. It's a good thing I'm not wearing a bar. I can't solve it. Very strange.

Well, two white rabbits jumped out, not white, but a little wheat-colored and very strong.

Pull up, pull down, pull out. I looked around and said, first time. No, where can I put it?

She turned over and put me under her body: rogue, how dare you pretend to be innocent with me and say that you have cheated too many girls.

? She sat down. One, one, one.

? I yelled, it hurts. . . .

? She put her hand on my arm, like fighting, like conquering a gangster: laugh, laugh, hurt? Pain is comfort, and the important thing is to let you get hurt. . . . . . .

? Which of us is rude? No matter what she said or did, she seemed to be training prisoners of war, and she called me a bad guy. ,,, is really a big woman in Shanghai. . .

? I forgot a few times, four or five times, only knowing that it was dawn and I didn't sleep all night. Yes, we played until dawn. Later, we were so tired that we sweated. She went to take a bath. After she finished washing, I went to wash. We just sat naked on the bed and smiled at each other. I always think this picture is funny when I see her smoking naked in front of me.

During those days together, I felt completely attracted. I was too tired to sleep at night, so I had to hug her hard to sleep. I watched her sleep several times, and I was very happy to see that lovely appearance. When I fall asleep in the middle of the night, if I find that I didn't hug her, I will come upstairs and hold her tightly all the time.

I must come several times when I wake up in the morning, and I am still in a daze.

I didn't know who wrote it before, but it was about love. What is the expression of loving someone deeply? I want to fuck her as long as I have a little strength.

? Very vulgar, very real idea.

? Well, there is a feeling of love, eating together, shopping together and getting up together. I even dressed her. She said, experience the feeling of being served. Do you lack fatherly love? You treat me like a father. I kissed when I was wearing it, my hands were dishonest, and I rubbed my feet for a long time. . . .

? Dancers are just different. They are very soft. The gestures I saw in Japanese movies before are all useful. She is a very creative person and can conceive many interesting scenes. Sometimes, she bends down on the sofa and twisted her ass viciously, which means come on, come on.

? Slowly and carefully, I was afraid to arch under the sofa for her.

? She laughed so lewdly that she cried for the storm to come more violently. ...

? She has a tattoo on her chest, a red leaf, which has been tattooed for more than ten years. When I was still in school as a teenager, what did a leaf represent? Was it floating in the wind? Why haven't you been deformed for so many years? Your breasts are really big. Were they all this big ten years ago? I asked casually. She hit me gently.

? There is a nose nail on the nose, diamond-shaped, shining, just beautiful, and there is an iron flower on the navel, what's it called, navel nail? But I don't think she is mainstream at all, like a lotus rose, pure and charming.

In the evening, we went to the night market, ate a roadside stall, and ate the mala Tang in the online joke 13 yuan. She likes to eat that super black stinky tofu, which is very spicy. Feed it to me. Walking hand in hand on the road, when I reached the traffic lights, I suddenly said that my boyfriend would come the day after tomorrow.

What a surprise! The stinky tofu I just ate almost came out. I thought I was single. . . . .

She said intermittently that she didn't understand what was going on and why.

I choose a belt. I'll come as soon as I say. I'll leave if it's a big deal

? I really left. I left the city the next day. I returned to my hometown. I cried when I left, and so did she.

? I said, when you are completely single, I will come to you and go to the big city.

? She said, wait for me.

? She left a good impression on me. I don't know why. After all, she is also a teacher. Is it because of her identity? Students always have a crush on the teacher, like her ravages on me, just like rolling on the grassland, where there is no elegance, only rudeness and wildness. . . . . .

This time we stayed together for about a week. I left, and she stayed in the city where I left.

It should have been over. Actually, it is not.

Go to sleep.

I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq. The mood at this time is similar to this sentence, that is, the belt is not wide, but short. People are not haggard, but their hearts are very painful. But I don't have heart disease or coronary heart disease. It is not so much heartache as mental dependence. At this time, I lost some dependence. I used to think that someone was heartbroken for someone, which was very melodramatic ~

Only then did I know what empathy is.

This feeling reappeared after a long time. Some people say that the way to forget the pain of the last paragraph is to welcome the next paragraph. Who knows, the next one still brought pain. The day I left, she told me that it would be nice if she didn't come out with me that night and stroll around the seaside. If she didn't meet, she wouldn't fall in love.

And talk to me seriously, just like a teacher reasoning with students. She said that after sleeping with you today, my boyfriend came. Should I share a bed with him? Will it be comfortable for you to know? Doesn't it hurt? She is very straightforward. Why didn't I think so much? It's also because I dare not say. Should I tell her first that you can't sleep with anyone but me? I don't have this qualification. .

? We still have our own WeChat, but the biggest tacit understanding is that I don't contact you and you don't contact me. Open her circle of friends hundreds of times a day just to see if there are any updates. But afraid to talk to her, you know, afraid to contact her.

? Before leaving, she said that she wanted me to delete her WeChat. I didn't delete it, and neither did she. To put it bluntly, I just don't want to give up If we disconnect, things will really get worse. If you really don't contact in the future, you really need to delete everything, anything related.

? Thousands of miles away can't stop the power of missing.

? I miss you. She finally couldn't help sending it.

? I miss you too. I miss you very much. I have been thinking about you since I left. I told you. I really can't help thinking.

? Full screen of love words.

? In fact, I am very happy in my heart, thinking that my boyfriend is nothing but an identity.

? She told me that she was depressed. In fact, she has been taking Chinese medicine at home, saying it is because of her boyfriend. In fact, she always tortures herself with her boyfriend. In fact, she can see that her boyfriend is a playboy, cheating everywhere, right?

? She said they are almost as bad now. It seems so. Oh, what am I caught in the middle?

? Fire prevention and theft prevention girlfriend, girlfriend and boyfriend were caught having an affair. She told me. I tell me everything now, just like I made it up. I don't believe it. Dog blood is understandable. If it is a woman like her, won't she be cheated by love rat?

? Later, I thought about it. The transfer fee for her dance school is 40w. At that time, she lost her honey pot and lent it to her boyfriend as working capital when her brain was hot. Later, they didn't come back, nor did they come back at all. According to her, the relationship has been a little crisis since then, and the two quarreled. If they don't come back, they will argue, but they just don't come back. During that time, feelings were all quarrels.

? Is it because of money that you can't live without her boyfriend? I thought it was probably true, but I didn't say it. This is all her savings in the past two years, and she has not been free financially since then. Girls must make themselves financially independent, because sometimes they really do stupid things because of money. With money, you feel safe.

? Money has become the mainstream of this era, with many things, feelings, affection, love and friendship. Do you really guarantee that nothing will happen to these people when they encounter money?

? Still in contact, it seems that we both forgot her boyfriend, still chatting, chatting late into the night in the morning, still talking about topics, when did I become so useless? I saw a sentence on the internet: to love someone is to like talking to her.

I asked myself in my mind. Do I love her? Maybe the things behind can develop according to the normal plot, and maybe they should be able to come together.

At home. Endless thoughts, want to travel thousands of miles, want to take off her clothes and travel through time and space, and want to hold her tightly in her arms filled the whole brain, but at this time, she is no longer in the previous city, but returned to Shanghai, where the oriental rooster stood ~

When chatting, I said that I wanted to go to big cities for development, and I wanted to go to Beishangguang. She asked me, is it for me? I faltered. She said, "Do you want to go to a big city? I don't want you to come to Shanghai. I don't want you to change for me. I think I will be sorry for you. I won't give up what I have now for you. Sounds like I'm really haunting her. I'm really a little embarrassed that she said that. . . However, the mood at that time was that the more you said that, the more I felt. I wonder, is Shanghai your home? I won't go if you don't want me to. . . .

This man is stingy, knowing that what he is doing now has no result, but he is unwilling. He always wants to eat what is in the bowl and watch what is in the pot, and then falls asleep after playing with one. I still have to think of one in my heart, and there are several in my mobile phone, which will always leave endless possibilities and curiosity ~

Go on chatting in the evening and forget everything you said before.

Say something from the heart. She said.

I said yes.

She said she wouldn't give up on me, and she was very reluctant.

I don't want to be apart from you. I think about you all the time.

I miss your hugs and kisses. Miss your temperature. She finally told everything.

Let's leave it alone, shall we? Just enjoy the present, we don't want the future, and we don't care.

Of course I said yes! Actually, I want to spend a hundred years with her. However, this is impossible. I asked, is it too late to know you now? She said it was late, really late. Maybe meeting earlier is a different ending. But I thought for a moment, when she was in primary school, I was still climbing mountains.

After the talk, she told me that she was so happy that a stone in her heart finally fell to the ground, because we finally don't have to think about the future. What we want is a future without an ending, that is, to enjoy this moment. I'm not responsible for anyone. I'm too tired.

? What's the point of fantasizing about mobile phones all day long at that distance? We made an appointment to meet, and each of us came to the meeting place, the same sea view room. She arrived before me. Her plane and my train came in a more advanced way than me, and her ideas were quite advanced.

All thoughts always come out more powerfully in bed.

I can't wait to enter the room, kiss and trample wildly, from top to bottom, from outside to inside, there is no condom, and she doesn't like condoms, but she can't give these children and grandchildren to S. What should I do? People say that her position is arbitrary. On the ass? Waist? Mouth? Finally, it's too fierce. I accidentally got one end, and it was all over my hair. I smiled, and so did she. This game is really interesting. . Think of an ancient poem: Zhan Ge rose up against the gums, and the two bodies became one. The ancients compared metaphors with us, trying to figure out what posture this was. Fill your head.

I miss you so much, but I still want to sleep in the same bed and do some exercise. If I really love you, I will sleep in the same bed all my life. If I don't do this, I will work with my inner desire.

Shit, what the hell is going on here? How come... Sometimes I ask myself. I have never found the answer.

All along, everything is waiting for a result. Today I suddenly realized that what I wrote was actually useful. What's the use of knowing the final result? Once she said to me, don't blame me when you find out that I lied to you one day.

? Finally, one night, after sweating profusely, she leaned over me and said in my ear that I was married and had been getting a certificate with him in my hometown for a year. But there has never been a wedding, because the first night after receiving the certificate, his boyfriend and his primary school female classmate went to check in. No, it should be her husband. After she found out, she went back to her parents' house with her luggage overnight. No one told her, but she took it in silence.

? She said that she had been separated for a year since she got the certificate, and she didn't care about anything. She can give up her love at will, as long as it is not in front of her, as long as she doesn't find it. She said that if she got the certificate, it would be like not getting it. Might as well not get married. I said you can get a divorce, so why torture yourself? She said that this life may be so muddled. Who to marry is not a knot. Men are all the same.

? A woman who was deeply hurt by her feelings finally lost her trust in love. A woman who has been cheated countless times finally becomes indifferent to everything and easy to compromise.

? She told me that she and her boyfriend have known each other for many years, and it was not good at first, but in recent years, they have been lovers. She is too lazy to wash clothes at home, but when she is with her boyfriend, he washes all her clothes, just like ordering takeout. She opens everything herself and eats it together. When they are waiting in line outside, she always goes to line up.

Her boyfriend found a place to sit and play with his mobile phone and wait for her. . . . She buys clothes for her boyfriend when she goes shopping. . . . Everything, she is always a giver in love.

? When she was with me, she said that she felt love. She said that you always send messages to you every second. When you are with me, you can feel that you are cared for. When you were with me, I used to wash her clothes, buy food, buy clothes at the mall, and buy clothes at the mall. She took the initiative to swipe my card for her. She refused at first, but she accepted. She said, Grandpa, in fact, I know that she has been overdrawing her credit card. I just want to relieve her pressure. In fact, women really want to find a man who loves her and hurts her. Of course, she must be rich as long as she is not too poor.

? When she told me this, I looked at this woman with a loving face. I always knew there must be a lot of things to hide from me, but I was not angry at all. At this moment, I suddenly feel that this woman is so stupid. I'm stupid now, too. I thought her boyfriend and I played the same role in her world.

? After that night, I slept in my arms until dawn. She fell asleep quietly. I hugged her tightly and secretly kissed her on the cheek. Perhaps I felt it, and my head gently bowed into my arms. I hope time stands still at this moment. But it is still dawn.

? I told her I was leaving, but we both knew it was time. But we still have a lot to do. We talked about traveling together and taking me to Disney, saying that if there was an opportunity in the future. Yes, once an opportunity is missed, it is difficult to come back. I really can't say when in the future.

? There were no tears this time, and they were so calm, as if they had seen through each other's hearts and knew what they wanted. She said that you should find a girlfriend to show me in the future and told me not to be too nice to women. I told her that as long as I like a woman, I will be good to her. . She called me stupid, as if my sister was lecturing my brother again. Yes, I joked that my sister said I remembered everything.

? There is no farewell, not even a hug. Farewell is coffee at the first corner.

? There's really no contact anymore. I really didn't from that day on. Occasionally, I will visit her circle of friends to see if there are any updates. Finally, one morning, I found that my circle of friends saw a white strip and couldn't see anything. I tentatively sent her a full stop and received a reply from the system. You're not each other's friends anymore. Please add a friend.

Yes, it was deleted. But my heart suddenly let go, although I think of it occasionally. For a long time, I couldn't get out of her shadow. I've always had a crush on older women, and I can't accept younger ones. This has become a pathological cycle, always trying to find her shadow, and she wrote herself into my bone marrow.

I went to my psychology teacher for help, a big brother.

Later, I summed up some truths in his analysis. She is my real sex teacher. She knew nothing about sex at first, but suddenly she had an epiphany and got out of hand. Is it so wonderful? Addicted, so I don't forget her, but I don't necessarily love her very much. As for her, I can't say how much I love her. Only when she was depressed, my concern for her made her suddenly find a hot kang in the cold night. As soon as the heat passed, I understood that it was not so warm. . She should want to, but not as deeply as I feel.

I know everything, and so does she.