Long-running short side, I slowly Hao Zhao, REN Jin-Sheng you is bound to be me.

? That there is time,? Know actually heard of High School second half of the semester the whole family must leave the country.

I am very uneasy, and just know that the message of the night went to see her.

Rather, it should be disturbed.

From know her now, the more close to her that I was more a gut feeling that she resisted me.

I do not know? Result, knocking several flanking both failed, although the subsequent liberalization of many of her attitude, but I still can feel that she was between us a future of uncertainty.

I do not know how to do to make her believe me, even I'm not sure whether she really like me.

This feeling is very abstruse and difficult to put into words.

She seemed in sight, but also as if when I stretched its hands to her, she would disappear in the Xiayi Miao.

I have more high-handed manner, and her master to get along with the situation, the heart will be more disturbed by the fear of the next she would leave.

Years later that I realized that, in fact, fear of unrest that year, and not just me.

The young I was too restrained and too proud, afraid to turn around their own frailties exposed in front of her, and therefore can not see the vulnerability behind her.

The love of a young man, like a touch of vulnerability that the broken glass ±.

If mutual agreement can back to that night, I will come back, held fast to the same deeply disturbed by her, told her --

REN Jin-Sheng, I do not want to miss you.

REN Jin-Sheng, I like you.

REN Jin-Sheng, I want to always be with you.

The next junction, see

We all thought it was only a temporary, stop-my time waiting for him at this moment only to come back later and re-toggle.

I think I caught up at the beginning, we can make the whole story all over again.

However, if there is one somewhere in the control of our hands, finally, I can only sigh.

I caught up with at the beginning, but could not imagine that such an outcome.

1. 18-year-old Happy Birthday

New Year's Eve night, the Queen Mother and the old man are the hall to see the Spring Festival Gala.

I quietly in the living room back to his room.

12:00 New Year's bell rang, I said to myself silently in their hearts: "REN Jin-Sheng, 29-year-old also refueling Oh!"

Streamer easy man thrown, red cherry, green banana. No longer willing, the time is still leisurely toward parting.

After the Spring Festival less than a month is my birthday, during which Xiaopi Hai to my house it is increasingly hard. Look at posture, wait for them to ride in my home tents, the camp directly.

Day, every day, he and I were far apart in F to visiting the city, most of the time I speak, talking, it is not the word, and we proceed on the mutual silent hand.

Xiao Pihai had not called me to shut up at every turn, most of the time, he looked down at me, look reveals a somewhat indescribable tenderness.

Xiaopi Hai, I do not want to let you walk.

March 3 that day, one early in the morning I was already prepared to open treasure chest. Hesitation, I got caught up one of the most beautiful red checked skirt, think not trust, but also added a bib of white hair.

This time the temperature is satisfactory to both sides of the bearing.