She talks as she pleases, eats like she can't put it down, is focused and serious, and can't stop at all.
Therefore, she did not see the tenderness in Chen Chen's eyes, staring straight at her, nor did she hear his response, "I'll try my best!"
"Why did your mother abuse you?" Chen Chen asked casually, lying lazily on the sofa.
The bright red juice made her lips rosy, and her little face was full of indignation: "Mental abuse. When I was a child, I was called a child and blocked my freedom. Now I am called an adult and restricts my freedom!"
"Oh!" After a long time, Chen Chen said softly: "Go back!"
He moved his neck. Sore and tired!
I will rush here after the exam, non-stop!
"Ah! If you call it, it will come and go?" Chen Jia couldn't believe it.
"Don't be afraid that your mother will come and kill you!"
"My mother isn't here!"
When Yuan Xia called, her mother was really not there but she said that she was not allowed to enter the house. Just now my mother was at home and she sneaked out on her own, but now she says she is not at home.
A typical person of the opposite sex who values sex over friends but has no humanity. Will Yuan Xia vomit blood and die if he finds out?
"How many days will you go to Beijing with me when you have time?"
"Going to Beijing?" Chen Jia put down the cherries, bit her lip, and scratched her forehead. She lacked confidence but was ready to make a move.
She wanted to see the red walls and glazed walls of the Forbidden City filled with snow, go skating on the frozen Shicha Sea, go to the Summer Palace to see the Seventeen-Arch Bridge under the sunset, and feel the scenery of the North where the Great Wall was not there.
"My mother will kill me!" You didn't do well in the exam and still want to go out? Still going that far? Be whimsical! Especially if you go with Chen Chen, you have to skin her alive!
In fact, she couldn't understand that she used to like Chen Chen. When I talked about going out with Chen Chen, I was told not to cause trouble to Chen Chen. At that time, Chen Chen was her permission slip to go out. Why is it now a ban on her going out?
But now, generations of single-generation precious princesses have been treated coldly, so who can hope to catch her eye?
When Chen Chen walked into the house holding Che Lizi, Chen Jia's mother stared at her coldly without saying a word, which made Chen Jia's hair stand on end.
"I...I just...went to buy some cherries."
He panicked and hid in his room with a guilty conscience.
"Jianhu is in an emergency, when will you go home!" Chen Jia thought of a brother who was far away and let himself go.
Make a video call as soon as you enter the room, and get straight to the point as soon as the call is connected.
It's so depressing that she's looking for allies. Find comfort from people who have fallen into the same world.
In the video, Jiang Jia gloated: "It seems that the battle is fierce and it is difficult for a single army to defeat it!"
Last time, at least he told a story about a brother-sister relationship that was shocking and tactful in a roundabout way.
"So, when will you come back? As brothers and sisters, we can work together to defeat gold."
Jiang Jiale blossomed: "Poor parents in the world, what the hell did they do to you to force you to revolt!"
"If I follow in your footsteps, I will be even worse than you!"
Jiang Jia's performance was so disastrous that she couldn't stand on the stage, which was detrimental to her family's reputation. But what about her? Being among the best, even if there is a slight regression, is a goal that Jiang Jia cannot surpass so far.
Even if she has to take detours, can't her grades be a little curved?
Only after a great fall can there be a great rise.
Those who are able work harder, the world is really unfair.
"Hahaha, I finally know how difficult it has been for me to survive in the cracks these years!"
"I'm much worse off than you..."
The two siblings cried to each other.
"With many years of experience in struggle, you can either be patient and your family and everything will be happy. Or you can be ruthless and have the strength to silence her like me. Or get out and be like me, you are thousands of miles away and you can't control it even if you want!" Jiang Jia Chunfeng is proud and boastful.
Sure enough, the truth comes from practice, and I sum it up with pride: "Learn like me, follow my example, and pay tribute to me! Little beauty!"
The mobile phone was clamped on the table. Chen Jia lowered her head and carefully combed the split hair in her hair. Her patience ran out: "You just want to help me? Save me from this dire straits. What can we do? He said, when you were in trouble, I didn't add insult to injury, nor did I stand idly by, but I also extended a helping hand to you. Now I don't ask you to repay your kindness with springs, I just ask you to come back quickly!"
"If you don't have a holiday, how can you come back?" Jiang Jia pretended to be helpless and felt extremely happy. The wonton noodles that I missed yesterday don’t seem to be missing so much anymore.
Chen Jia glared at the screen:...
I'm in a bad mood and my hair is withered.
After all, brothers and sisters from the same mother share the same blessings. Now that he is suffering the pain he has suffered, not taking any countermeasures seems to be disrespectful to his brother. He kindly suggested: "Tiger poison cannot eat its seeds, either you cry, make trouble, or hang yourself to catch them off guard!"
I didn’t watch the video because I drank water. Chen Jia pulled out her hair without watching the video.
Little did he know that Mother Chen was holding a fruit knife in her hand, her eyes were about to sparkle, her back teeth were about to be broken, and the veins on her forehead opened and closed as she breathed out.
She stood there for an unknown amount of time, like an angry leopard ready to pounce and bite.
They passed by her accidentally, but who knew that the two brothers and sisters would try their best to drive her out of the house.
When Jiang Jia found out, she immediately hung up the video without hesitation. He took a sip of water with lingering fear, a cold sweat covering his back.
Wish yourself luck! Chen Jia!
"Aren't you leaving yet? The team is having a dinner tonight and will be on holiday tomorrow."
Teammates passing by greeted him warmly.
Can you not take a holiday? If you don't want a sheep to fall into a tiger's mouth, you still have to send someone's head thousands of miles away.
Jiang Jia felt bitter in her heart, and retribution came too quickly.
"Are you going to hang yourself or take medicine?" I wanted to complain about Jiang Jia's heartlessness and unwillingness to save her. As a result, this sentence came from behind.
After all, God is always at the forefront, and you shouldn't talk about people behind their backs.
Disaster comes from the mouth.
She felt guilty, guilty, and uneasy. She was too afraid to look at Mother Chen and stammered: "We are talking about... the movie... the plot!"
The colorful caterpillar beside the bed has big innocent eyes, and it is quiet outside the window.
In One Hundred Years of Solitude, he wrote, 'The essence of life is to live alone and not to have too many expectations for others. The joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same. Without empathy, we can only go through the joys and sorrows on our own.
For several days, Mrs. Chen turned a cold eye and ignored her.
Chen Chen returned to Beijing again. From time to time, I was sent photos of Beijing’s Tiananmen Square covered in silver.
In Yuanxia, I returned to my hometown in Yunnan and posted pictures of delicious food and beautiful scenery every once in a while.
He Laoshi returned to his hometown in Chongqing, but there was no news.
A lot of money stayed in the mahjong parlor and was very busy.
Only Chen Jia became restless without restraint and always felt a little panicked inside. She envied that they could travel around, see beautiful scenery that they could not usually see, eat food that they could not usually eat, and meet people that they could not usually see. It's not like her, sitting in a well and looking at the sky in one-third of an acre of land.
Day after day, year after year, she has never been on a plane or traveled far.
There are sorrows in front of and behind the mountains, and there is no freedom even if there is wind or no wind. What she didn't know was that the place she wanted to escape from now was the place Chen Chen desperately wanted to go back to.
It’s almost Chinese New Year, the glass is clear, the oranges are brilliant, the sun is warm, and the water waves are gentle.
Chen Jia would often lean on her desk, holding a book, and stare blankly at the motionless curtains opposite her. I often look at the elderly grandma downstairs in a daze while listening to music.
The old grandma sits on the rocking chair in front of her house to bask in the sun every day. Sometimes she closes her eyes and rests, sometimes she quietly stares into the distance and sheds tears. Most of the time, she watches people coming and going with a smile on her face.
One sitting lasts an entire afternoon.
Yu Hua's "Living" wrote, "There is nothing more beautiful than living, and there is nothing more difficult than living. People live for life itself, not for anything other than living."
But if living is not for happiness, then what’s the point of living a long life?
I heard that the old lady fell in love with a gangster when she was young, and she never married.
I wonder if she will still think of the young man who betrayed her relatives and could not be together happily during the turbulent seventeen or eighteen years old. Will she regret it?
During this winter vacation, for some reason, Chen Jia felt lonely as never before.
At the age of seventeen, I am sad for spring and sad for autumn, and full of worries, like the sentimental Lin Daiyu.
Jiang Jia hasn't come back yet.
Mother Chen met Zhang's daughter-in-law and Li's mother-in-law on the street. Everyone was carrying a lot of New Year's goods, but nothing could stop them from chatting with each other as if they were old friends at first sight.
There are three women in a play. Wherever people gather, the topics they talk about are nothing more than three: showing off oneself in a roundabout way, belittling others with added jealousy, and gossiping about each other.
Chen Jia had no choice but to stay away from the show as much as possible.
It's okay to be alone, lest you become worldly.
Chen Chen called and mysteriously asked her to see the videos and photos posted on her phone.
Chen Jia opened it casually.
In the first picture, he is in a suit and tie. He is arrogant, cold and unsmiling. He looks like a noble gentleman and does not allow strangers to enter. He is arrogant and arrogant.
In the second picture, the young man in the wool coat is graceful and smiling, just like a wisp of spring breeze, stirring up the prosperity of the place.
The third picture shows a black leather jacket, slicked-back hair, sunglasses, motorcycle, and a devilish smile, looking both bad and handsome at the same time! Evil, lustful and over the top!
The fourth one. The sun was shining brightly, he wore black pants, a white shirt, and a casual braid. With headphones hanging around his neck, he looked at you affectionately with a clean smile and gentle eyes. So Su, so pure!
The young man coming into the wind is like a thousand trees blooming. Standing on the street, with people passing by and busy traffic, Chen Jia smiled infatuatedly at the screen, smiling like an idiot.
Mother Chen, who was still gossiping, looked at her a few times in confusion.
Yuan Xia is right. Watching handsome guys is good for physical and mental health, promotes blood circulation, enhances cardiopulmonary function, makes you feel happy, and improves your aesthetics! Ten minutes of watching is equivalent to thirty minutes of aerobic exercise.
"How is it? How does a seventeen-year-old compare to your eighteen-year-old boy?" Chen Chen added something else after sending the photo.
Take it to heart, after all, it is the young man who refuses to admit defeat and is willing to spend a lot of money!
Although she has known him for many years and knows that he is handsome, this different style of handsomeness still makes her excited.
Just saying it casually, where can I find such a professional photographer who can take pictures that are more eye-catching than celebrities.
What if you are talking about eighty or eight years old? Childish devil!
Even though he has already fallen, he still typed "Not so good!" in the input box.
A woman's duplicity is the same as a man's competitiveness, and he will never admit defeat.
Didi, another video has been sent.
Chen Jia couldn't wait to open the video before she clicked to send the message.
In the video, Chen Chen is wearing a white-lined suit, swaying like a stranger, with a charming smile, holding hands with a girl, side by side.
The two of them looked at each other and smiled, and they looked at each other for a thousand years. They were a perfect match!
