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Chapter 34 Game 4 Crown of Thorns (8)

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She calls hot water from the kitchen to wash.Her menstrual period has not stopped, but the amount is very rare, and it does not affect her walking.In other words, long-term high-intensity walking affects bleeding.The blood was forced to flow back.It's just that when he was urinating on the way, he saw blood gushing out from under his body.Walking on the road, with a firm mind, I just want to quickly walk through these dangerous roads.She forgot about it.She didn't know if her body was damaged. She lay down in her sleeping bag.The flashlight went out.an hour later.In the dark, I heard the creaking sound of the wooden door next door being pushed open.The aperture of the flashlight was bouncing up and down.He came back from the barracks.He undressed in the dark and slept on a crude plank bed.Ask softly why you haven't fallen asleep yet.Do you feel unwell?

She said no. He said, I worry about you.In the future, I am afraid that it will only become more and more difficult. She said, I think walking makes people simple and strong.Walking through the canyons and mountains makes people feel like a king without a crown.If we reach the canyon and go out again, I hope that even if we walk into the vast sea of ​​people, it will be like walking through no man's land. He said, can you tell me about your writing? I haven't written for a long time.In foreign countries, the definition of a professional writer is to live only on royalties.It's a very honorable thing.But in China, there are no professional writers.Many writers have other careers, so some people's motives for writing are not pure.They see writing as a ladder to promotion or power.Writers turned bureaucrats.I hope I can become a professional writer.Write a book a year, live a simple life with royalties, and write only what is sincere and effective.My publisher said to me that if you write three books a year, or one book in three years, you probably won't be able to.One book a year and you can keep writing.Because your work will be organized and professional.But it's been two years since I stopped writing.Now I am a rest person.

He said, why not write? She said that she felt that there should be more important things in life.Although I don't know what that is yet.But I have to put down the writing first and see if it will emerge gradually or automatically. He said, do you like writing? She said, like it.It brings freedom.Although this is also a kind of freedom suppressed by the power of pain.I've never seen anything more isolating than writing.That may be because I am an isolated writer myself.I never knew this isolation turned out to be pride.It's my own business. He said, I never write. She said that many people do not write, they just give up a possibility to go deep into their own hearts, maybe they feel that life itself is the best solution, and there is no need to question it.Writing is the opposite of that.It always has to be done with questioning and confrontation.

He said, have you ever loved someone else? She said, I can fall in love with any man.Because I feel that in the end, any time you fall in love, you are actually falling in love with yourself.It didn't seem to matter who the man was.They are tools, media, and carriers.They are an event, not my belief. I don't think there can be love in the city.People are used to keeping their feelings safe.Take full control.Don't let the other person know your heart.Not expressing a need for each other.Neither take the initiative nor refuse.They believe only in self-controlled, spontaneous, absolute action.Trust cash.Believe in time.If something approached rashly, it would be kicked away without hesitation.

"We don't know what each other has been through," she said.Just like Song, he doesn't know what kind of man I have faced, or what kind of myself I have faced. 9 The wedding is scheduled for July.Register and perform the ceremony in the United States.A wealthy wedding, low-key but solemn.Her wedding dress was hand-stitched by a famous New York designer, with a simple style, densely inlaid with seawater pearls and fine diamonds, and it was obviously expensive at first glance.He doesn't remember the date of the wedding, only that it was a cloudy day with intermittent rain.The well-dressed wife got out of the car wearing high heels, and stepped into the shallow puddle without paying attention, splashing water and soaking the corners of her skirt.In her hand was a white freesia he had bought.

He Nian's lifestyle and way of thinking are very westernized, but when he went to visit his mother-in-law in his hometown, he was cautious in his words and deeds, with a respectful attitude, and the way was very appropriate.He organized the wedding banquet in the most upscale hotel in the small city, just to comfort his mother's wishes.He had accomplished his studies, and brought his pregnant wife back home, bringing her great honor and comfort.The sour past of orphans and widows has finally passed.I used to be neglected and discriminated against by my relatives, but now these people surrounded me with smiles on their faces.Eat wedding wine, really congratulate.

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