DG4:The forty-fifth SUNSET

　　"The water in the eyes is an uncertain bet,

　　"She said to put the bet on the table,

　　"Throw your soul out of the window."

　　The background of the "Domineering President" series (from from adolescence to adulthood, the timeline is 2001-2006)

　　One day, Chen Ruanruan inadvertently browsed the dynamic of Ba Xuan. She and her new boyfriend snuggled together, and the text was a simple love emoji.

　　In the comment section, people kept saying words of match and blessing, and Xuan Aotian replied to each article. She said that she believed that she would always be happy with him.

　　Chen Ruanruan crossed out Xuan Aotian's dynamic from the screen, and then put down his mobile phone to do other things.

　　Since the breakup, Chen Ruanruan has deliberately not paid attention to everything about Xuan Aotian.

　　Even her WeChat chat interface is no longer open, because she is afraid of receiving messages from the applet to dissolve the intimate relationship. She always thought that escape was a useful way, but now she can't pretend not to see it anyway.

　　She really wanted not to resent Xuan Aotian and the stranger, but her reason still prevailed. She imposed a lot of vicious curses on Xuan Aotian and the current position of Xuan Aotian, hoping that they would have a bad life, their relationship would be broken, and they would part ways early.

　　But when she woke up the next day, Chen Ruanruan felt extremely regretful. Compared with resentment, Xuan Aotian was wavering. She was more afraid that Xuan Aotian would be unhappy.

　　She thought of a lot of reasons that could start for Xuan Aotian. Maybe being heterosexual is more reassuring for you. Maybe having an acceptable stable relationship can reduce your pressure. After all, I have met your mother many times. She raised you alone. Her biggest wish is just to hope that her daughter will have a support for the second half of her life, but she is unwilling, she is too unwilling.

　　On the night of their senior year of high school, they walked on the stone road on the outskirts of the school. Xuan Aotian's mother carried her schoolbag. Chen Ruanruan and Xuan Aotian walked behind Aotian's mother and quietly held hands.

　　Chen Ruanruan pinched Xuan Aotian's palm and asked her if she was afraid of being discovered. She didn't answer. Chen Ruanruan only had a warm palm, wrapping her own fingers.

　　When Aotian's mother turned around, Xuan Aotian shook off Chen Ruanruan's hand as if nothing had happened. From that moment on, Chen Ruanruan gradually realised that maybe the two of them could not go to the end. Because worldly rules are always the barrier between them.

　　From high school to college, when they were together for seven years, they were in two neighbouring cities.

　　They agreed to meet once a week, but Xuan Aotian always visits you more often than Chen Ruanruan visits Aotian.

　　The two of them nestled in a narrow clock room.

　　Chen Ruanruan used her tablet to search for movies on the website, but she was sleepy halfway through it, so she had to accommodate Xuan Aotian to wash and go to bed. In the dark room, Chen Ruanruan heard Xuan Aotian's low voice of depression. Xuan Aotian said that she was very similar to the protagonist of the movie, because she knew that someone would continue to love her, so she couldn't help it. Mess up everything.

　　Tears Are The Pulse of Love

　　"It's been nine years. How are you?"

　　The door of the office of Xuanshi Group was opened again by a familiar voice. The busy social animals put down their work and looked in the direction of the president's office.

　　The person sitting in the office is no longer Mr. Xuan himself, but her secretary "Chen Ruanruan".

　　"..."

　　"Mr. Chen, someone is looking for you."

　　"..."

　　"Mr. Chen?"

　　"Let her in."

　　An uninvited guest was welcomed in the office.

　　The uninvited guest has also been here and left many stories.

　　"...!!!"

　　When Chen Ruanruan looked at the visitors on the other side of the gate, a sharp pain suddenly rose in her heart.

　　There is joy and a hint of surprise in it.

　　Because standing in front of her,

　　It's Xuan Aotian.

　　"How are you doing after so many years?"

　　Mr. Xuan said this again after 9 years.

　　"Everything is fine..."

　　The atmosphere was a naughty child, and it stopped its noise at this moment. And love is a lively child, and it jumps and has fun with each other again.

　　They faced each other, and there were too many words in their hearts to say.

　　"I know you'll come back..." Chen Ruanruan cried and choked.

　　"How can you not do what I promised you?" Xuan Aotian lowered his head and pulled Chen Ruanruan into his arms.

　　All of this is related to expectation and love.

　　"Meagre money is not a balance to measure your and my emotions," Mr. Xuan muttered.

　　At the corner of their words, they caught a glimpse of tears that could not be hidden.

　　So that there will be more difficult ravines in contact with each other, and the weaknesses will fall between the eyes.

　　On that day, they watched the sunset again.

　　The wind by the river blew their hair, which was suffocating as if they were in love.

　　They clasced their fingers together to tell everyone their love in front of the world.

　　"Hasing hands is a pure way to express same-sex intimacy," Mr. Xuan said again, "Until we meet, we subconsciously hold hands and take you away. Feel the sense of security brought by the soft temperature that is different from the shady rainy season"

　　"Do you understand my surging love in our wet palms?"

　　"Do you understand the obscure expectations of my right index finger in the cross of ten fingers?"

　　"I want to take your hand and walk down the lines of the palm."

　　"It's my unreasonable affection. Loving you is the secret of my little thumb."

　　This time, Chen Ruanruan's choice is finally right.

　　Because she has been waiting for nine years, waiting for 3,285 sunsets.

　　In the past nine years, she was swallowed up by a helpless package. Her fingertips trembled, and her dry eyes looked at the screen. When her mood fluctuated negatively, her stomach always surged, and the nausea rushed to the oesophagus, almost breaking out of her throat.

　　It is a lie without the original intention. The seemingly enthusiastic surface, or the obscurity that sneaks into the dark, are just the value of weighing.

　　It's just that the love of Ruo Ruo Ruo's love covered her whole body coldly.

　　The words are pressed in the abdominal cavity. There are no good words in her countless days and nights of self-quisking sleep and review.

　　The silence sealed her mouth again and again, and only the heat flowing in her chest was beating unstoppably.

　　At least she is the right choice now, or she was nine years ago. Since then, she is no longer the child who used to be wrong in all the multiple-choice questions.

　　She doesn't know how to express her love because she is really clumsy.

　　She only knew that at the moment when Xuan always broke into his world, his heart was like a closed valley suddenly opened, and the wind blew in endlessly. Everything grows miraculously in the barren without grass. This is Chen Ruanruan's heart.

　　She likes to speculate with memories. Everything in the memory was blurred but clear after the processing of time that gradually moved away. She looked for a pair of eyes in the cracks of memories. The strong love of the person in the memory is imprinted in the bright pupils, shining. Chen Ruanruan always couldn't help thinking of this picture when she was in Shenyou. When she saw the photos in the screenshots of her mobile phone, she would also see someone who was similarly dressed up. Therefore, when everything in the real fantasy becomes a reality, it is a little at a loss.

　　Forgive Chen Ruanruan's sensitive and uneasy, injured children, with vigilance, panic all day long, and difficult to let go of the test for others, which is a means to protect themselves. With tears, he kept roaring and resisting, pushing people away. In the end, he was not loved by self-abuse or self-deception, but his tearful eyes were full of expectation and brokenness.

　　That's right, who doesn't want to be loved?

　　Maybe God always likes to give alms to vulnerable people, but God always ignores these people.

　　But Chen Ruanruan is undoubtedly lucky.

　　There was a soft light in Mr. Xuan's eyes, like a truck carrying countless flowers, stumbling into the barren area, welcoming the children who fell from the universe, and bringing the world the vitality of everything.

　　Tears Are The Pulse of Love

　　"It's been nine years. How are you?"

　　The door of the office of Xuanshi Group was opened again by a familiar voice. The busy social animals put down their work and looked in the direction of the president's office.

　　The person sitting in the office is no longer Mr. Xuan himself, but her secretary "Chen Ruanruan".

　　"..."

　　"Mr. Chen, someone is looking for you."

　　"..."

　　"Mr. Chen?"

　　"Let her in."

　　An uninvited guest was welcomed in the office.

　　The uninvited guest has also been here and left many stories.

　　"...!!!"

　　When Chen Ruanruan looked at the visitors on the other side of the gate, a sharp pain suddenly rose in her heart.

　　There is joy and a hint of surprise in it.

　　Because standing in front of her,

　　It's Xuan Aotian.

　　"How are you doing after so many years?"

　　Mr. Xuan said this again after 9 years.

　　"Everything is fine..."

　　The atmosphere was a naughty child, and it stopped its noise at this moment. And love is a lively child, and it jumps and has fun with each other again.

　　They faced each other, and there were too many words in their hearts to say.

　　"I know you'll come back..." Chen Ruanruan cried and choked.

　　"How can you not do what I promised you?" Xuan Aotian lowered his head and pulled Chen Ruanruan into his arms.

　　All of this is related to expectation and love.

　　"Meagre money is not a balance to measure your and my emotions," Mr. Xuan muttered.

　　At the corner of their words, they caught a glimpse of tears that could not be hidden.

　　So that there will be more difficult ravines in contact with each other, and the weaknesses will fall between the eyes.

　　On that day, they watched the sunset again.

　　The wind by the river blew their hair, which was suffocating as if they were in love.

　　They clasced their fingers together to tell everyone their love in front of the world.

　　"Hasing hands is a pure way to express same-sex intimacy," Mr. Xuan said again, "Until we meet, we subconsciously hold hands and take you away. Feel the sense of security brought by the soft temperature that is different from the shady rainy season"

　　"Do you understand my surging love in our wet palms?"

　　"Do you understand the obscure expectations of my right index finger in the cross of ten fingers?"

　　"I want to take your hand and walk down the lines of the palm."

　　"It's my unreasonable affection. Loving you is the secret of my little thumb."

　　This time, Chen Ruanruan's choice is finally right.

　　Because she has been waiting for nine years, waiting for 3,285 sunsets.

　　In the past nine years, she was swallowed up by a helpless package. Her fingertips trembled, and her dry eyes looked at the screen. When her mood fluctuated negatively, her stomach always surged, and the nausea rushed to the oesophagus, almost breaking out of her throat.

　　It is a lie without the original intention. The seemingly enthusiastic surface, or the obscurity that sneaks into the dark, are just the value of weighing.

　　It's just that the love of Ruo Ruo Ruo's love covered her whole body coldly.

　　The words are pressed in the abdominal cavity. There are no good words in her countless days and nights of self-quisking sleep and review.

　　The silence sealed her mouth again and again, and only the heat flowing in her chest was beating unstoppably.

　　At least she is the right choice now, or she was nine years ago. Since then, she is no longer the child who used to be wrong in all the multiple-choice questions.

　　She doesn't know how to express her love because she is really clumsy.

　　She only knew that at the moment when Xuan always broke into his world, his heart was like a closed valley suddenly opened, and the wind blew in endlessly. Everything grows miraculously in the barren without grass. This is Chen Ruanruan's heart.

　　She likes to speculate with memories. Everything in the memory was blurred but clear after the processing of time that gradually moved away. She looked for a pair of eyes in the cracks of memories. The strong love of the person in the memory is imprinted in the bright pupils, shining. Chen Ruanruan always couldn't help thinking of this picture when she was in Shenyou. When she saw the photos in the screenshots of her mobile phone, she would also see someone who was similarly dressed up. Therefore, when everything in the real fantasy becomes a reality, it is a little at a loss.

　　Forgive Chen Ruanruan's sensitive and uneasy, injured children, with vigilance, panic all day long, and difficult to let go of the test for others, which is a means to protect themselves. With tears, he kept roaring and resisting, pushing people away. In the end, he was not loved by self-abuse or self-deception, but his tearful eyes were full of expectation and brokenness.

　　That's right, who doesn't want to be loved?

　　Maybe God always likes to give alms to vulnerable people, but God always ignores these people.

　　But Chen Ruanruan is undoubtedly lucky.

　　There was a soft light in Mr. Xuan's eyes, like a truck carrying countless flowers, stumbling into the barren area, welcoming the children who fell from the universe, and bringing the world the vitality of everything.

　　"You...cried?" Xuan always saw a tear flowing from the corner of Chen Ruanruan's eye.

　　Some people say that falling in love is to love each other with tears. There is no denying that this is an inescapable fact, but tears are the fruit of love sublimation.

　　"I think your tears are sweet. It doesn't matter if they are astringent. I will kiss the tears falling from the corners of your eyes, dry the tears on your face, kiss you, and hold you in my arms to feel my body temperature."

　　There is meticulous tenderness in Mr. Xuan's tone.

　　Chen Ruanruan's eyes dodged in a panic, biting his lower lip and daring not speak.

　　Suddenly, one hand held it from behind and gently held himself up to sit up.

　　The head was pressed slightly hard on Mr. Xuan's chest, and the place where the ears were close to her beating heart.

　　"This is the deepest part of my soul universe."

　　Xuan always spoke slowly above his head, and the voice clearly passed through his chest into Chen Ruanruan's ears. "I once thought about the future of my universe. But now I don't think so.

　　"It doesn't matter if there are fewer stars. As long as they are bright enough, the universe will still shine."

　　"Listen, this is my universe. There are not many stars here, and the brightest one is your name.

　　On the dark side that could not be illuminated, tears bloomed in Chen's soft eyes.

　　"Hmm."

　　Then he looked up and attached a wet kiss full of attachment.

　　They walked in the afterglow of the sunset.

　　Fingers classed together, coming from the wilderness of the world.

　　After all, the afterglow is also bright, and they also illuminate each other.

　　"In the future, please give me more advice."

　　Tears Are The Pulse of Love

　　"It's been nine years. How are you?"

　　The door of the office of Xuanshi Group was opened again by a familiar voice. The busy social animals put down their work and looked in the direction of the president's office.

　　The person sitting in the office is no longer Mr. Xuan himself, but her secretary "Chen Ruanruan".

　　"..."

　　"Mr. Chen, someone is looking for you."

　　"..."

　　"Mr. Chen?"

　　"Let her in."

　　An uninvited guest was welcomed in the office.

　　The uninvited guest has also been here and left many stories.

　　"...!!!"

　　When Chen Ruanruan looked at the visitors on the other side of the gate, a sharp pain suddenly rose in her heart.

　　There is joy and a hint of surprise in it.

　　Because standing in front of her,

　　It's Xuan Aotian.

　　"How are you doing after so many years?"

　　Mr. Xuan said this again after 9 years.

　　"Everything is fine..."

　　The atmosphere was a naughty child, and it stopped its noise at this moment. And love is a lively child, and it jumps and has fun with each other again.

　　They faced each other, and there were too many words in their hearts to say.

　　"I know you'll come back..." Chen Ruanruan cried and choked.

　　"How can you not do what I promised you?" Xuan Aotian lowered his head and pulled Chen Ruanruan into his arms.

　　All of this is related to expectation and love.

　　"Meagre money is not a balance to measure your and my emotions," Mr. Xuan muttered.

　　At the corner of their words, they caught a glimpse of tears that could not be hidden.

　　So that there will be more difficult ravines in contact with each other, and the weaknesses will fall between the eyes.

　　On that day, they watched the sunset again.

　　The wind by the river blew their hair, which was suffocating as if they were in love.

　　They clasced their fingers together to tell everyone their love in front of the world.

　　"Hasing hands is a pure way to express same-sex intimacy," Mr. Xuan said again, "Until we meet, we subconsciously hold hands and take you away. Feel the sense of security brought by the soft temperature that is different from the shady rainy season"

　　"Do you understand my surging love in our wet palms?"

　　"Do you understand the obscure expectations of my right index finger in the cross of ten fingers?"

　　"I want to take your hand and walk down the lines of the palm."

　　"It's my unreasonable affection. Loving you is the secret of my little thumb."

　　This time, Chen Ruanruan's choice is finally right.

　　Because she has been waiting for nine years, waiting for 3,285 sunsets.

　　In the past nine years, she was swallowed up by a helpless package. Her fingertips trembled, and her dry eyes looked at the screen. When her mood fluctuated negatively, her stomach always surged, and the nausea rushed to the oesophagus, almost breaking out of her throat.

　　It is a lie without the original intention. The seemingly enthusiastic surface, or the obscurity that sneaks into the dark, are just the value of weighing.

　　It's just that the love of Ruo Ruo Ruo's love covered her whole body coldly.

　　The words are pressed in the abdominal cavity. There are no good words in her countless days and nights of self-quisking sleep and review.

　　The silence sealed her mouth again and again, and only the heat flowing in her chest was beating unstoppably.

　　At least she is the right choice now, or she was nine years ago. Since then, she is no longer the child who used to be wrong in all the multiple-choice questions.

　　She doesn't know how to express her love because she is really clumsy.

　　She only knew that at the moment when Xuan always broke into his world, his heart was like a closed valley suddenly opened, and the wind blew in endlessly. Everything grows miraculously in the barren without grass. This is Chen Ruanruan's heart.

　　She likes to speculate with memories. Everything in the memory was blurred but clear after the processing of time that gradually moved away. She looked for a pair of eyes in the cracks of memories. The strong love of the person in the memory is imprinted in the bright pupils, shining. Chen Ruanruan always couldn't help thinking of this picture when she was in Shenyou. When she saw the photos in the screenshots of her mobile phone, she would also see someone who was similarly dressed up. Therefore, when everything in the real fantasy becomes a reality, it is a little at a loss.

　　Forgive Chen Ruanruan's sensitive and uneasy, injured children, with vigilance, panic all day long, and difficult to let go of the test for others, which is a means to protect themselves. With tears, he kept roaring and resisting, pushing people away. In the end, he was not loved by self-abuse or self-deception, but his tearful eyes were full of expectation and brokenness.

　　That's right, who doesn't want to be loved?

　　Maybe God always likes to give alms to vulnerable people, but God always ignores these people.

　　But Chen Ruanruan is undoubtedly lucky.

　　There was a soft light in Mr. Xuan's eyes, like a truck carrying countless flowers, stumbling into the barren area, welcoming the children who fell from the universe, and bringing the world the vitality of everything.

　　"You...cried?" Xuan always saw a tear flowing from the corner of Chen Ruanruan's eye.

　　Some people say that falling in love is to love each other with tears. There is no denying that this is an inescapable fact, but tears are the fruit of love sublimation.

　　"I think your tears are sweet. It doesn't matter if they are astringent. I will kiss the tears falling from the corners of your eyes, dry the tears on your face, kiss you, and hold you in my arms to feel my body temperature."

　　There is meticulous tenderness in Mr. Xuan's tone.

　　Chen Ruanruan's eyes dodged in a panic, biting his lower lip and daring not speak.

　　Suddenly, one hand held it from behind and gently held himself up to sit up.

　　The head was pressed slightly hard on Mr. Xuan's chest, and the place where the ears were close to her beating heart.

　　"This is the deepest part of my soul universe."

　　Xuan always spoke slowly above his head, and the voice clearly passed through his chest into Chen Ruanruan's ears. "I once thought about the future of my universe. But now I don't think so.

　　"It doesn't matter if there are fewer stars. As long as they are bright enough, the universe will still shine."

　　"Listen, this is my universe. There are not many stars here, and the brightest one is your name.

　　On the dark side that could not be illuminated, tears bloomed in Chen's soft eyes.

　　"Hmm."

　　Tears Are The Pulse of Love

　　"It's been nine years. How are you?"

　　The door of the office of Xuanshi Group was opened again by a familiar voice. The busy social animals put down their work and looked in the direction of the president's office.

　　The person sitting in the office is no longer Mr. Xuan himself, but her secretary "Chen Ruanruan".

　　"..."

　　"Mr. Chen, someone is looking for you."

　　"..."

　　"Mr. Chen?"

　　"Let her in."

　　An uninvited guest was welcomed in the office.

　　The uninvited guest has also been here and left many stories.

　　"...!!!"

　　When Chen Ruanruan looked at the visitors on the other side of the gate, a sharp pain suddenly rose in her heart.

　　There is joy and a hint of surprise in it.

　　Because standing in front of her,

　　It's Xuan Aotian.

　　"How are you doing after so many years?"

　　Mr. Xuan said this again after 9 years.

　　"Everything is fine..."

　　The atmosphere was a naughty child, and it stopped its noise at this moment. And love is a lively child, and it jumps and has fun with each other again.

　　They faced each other, and there were too many words in their hearts to say.

　　"I know you'll come back..." Chen Ruanruan cried and choked.

　　"How can you not do what I promised you?" Xuan Aotian lowered his head and pulled Chen Ruanruan into his arms.

　　All of this is related to expectation and love.

　　"Meagre money is not a balance to measure your and my emotions," Mr. Xuan muttered.

　　At the corner of their words, they caught a glimpse of tears that could not be hidden.

　　So that there will be more difficult ravines in contact with each other, and the weaknesses will fall between the eyes.

　　On that day, they watched the sunset again.

　　The wind by the river blew their hair, which was suffocating as if they were in love.

　　They clasced their fingers together to tell everyone their love in front of the world.

　　"Hasing hands is a pure way to express same-sex intimacy," Mr. Xuan said again, "Until we meet, we subconsciously hold hands and take you away. Feel the sense of security brought by the soft temperature that is different from the shady rainy season"

　　"Do you understand my surging love in our wet palms?"

　　"Do you understand the obscure expectations of my right index finger in the cross of ten fingers?"

　　"I want to take your hand and walk down the lines of the palm."

　　"It's my unreasonable affection. Loving you is the secret of my little thumb."

　　This time, Chen Ruanruan's choice is finally right.

　　Because she has been waiting for nine years, waiting for 3,285 sunsets.

　　In the past nine years, she was swallowed up by a helpless package. Her fingertips trembled, and her dry eyes looked at the screen. When her mood fluctuated negatively, her stomach always surged, and the nausea rushed to the oesophagus, almost breaking out of her throat.

　　It is a lie without the original intention. The seemingly enthusiastic surface, or the obscurity that sneaks into the dark, are just the value of weighing.

　　It's just that the love of Ruo Ruo Ruo's love covered her whole body coldly.

　　The words are pressed in the abdominal cavity. There are no good words in her countless days and nights of self-quisking sleep and review.

　　The silence sealed her mouth again and again, and only the heat flowing in her chest was beating unstoppably.

　　At least she is the right choice now, or she was nine years ago. Since then, she is no longer the child who used to be wrong in all the multiple-choice questions.

　　She doesn't know how to express her love because she is really clumsy.

　　She only knew that at the moment when Xuan always broke into his world, his heart was like a closed valley suddenly opened, and the wind blew in endlessly. Everything grows miraculously in the barren without grass. This is Chen Ruanruan's heart.

　　She likes to speculate with memories. Everything in the memory was blurred but clear after the processing of time that gradually moved away. She looked for a pair of eyes in the cracks of memories. The strong love of the person in the memory is imprinted in the bright pupils, shining. Chen Ruanruan always couldn't help thinking of this picture when she was in Shenyou. When she saw the photos in the screenshots of her mobile phone, she would also see someone who was similarly dressed up. Therefore, when everything in the real fantasy becomes a reality, it is a little at a loss.

　　Forgive Chen Ruanruan's sensitive and uneasy, injured children, with vigilance, panic all day long, and difficult to let go of the test for others, which is a means to protect themselves. With tears, he kept roaring and resisting, pushing people away. In the end, he was not loved by self-abuse or self-deception, but his tearful eyes were full of expectation and brokenness.

　　That's right, who doesn't want to be loved?

　　Maybe God always likes to give alms to vulnerable people, but God always ignores these people.

　　But Chen Ruanruan is undoubtedly lucky.

　　There was a soft light in Mr. Xuan's eyes, like a truck carrying countless flowers, stumbling into the barren area, welcoming the children who fell from the universe, and bringing the world the vitality of everything.

　　"You...cried?" Xuan always saw a tear flowing from the corner of Chen Ruanruan's eye.

　　Some people say that falling in love is to love each other with tears. There is no denying that this is an inescapable fact, but tears are the fruit of love sublimation.

　　"I think your tears are sweet. It doesn't matter if they are astringent. I will kiss the tears falling from the corners of your eyes, dry the tears on your face, kiss you, and hold you in my arms to feel my body temperature."

　　There is meticulous tenderness in Mr. Xuan's tone.

　　Chen Ruanruan's eyes dodged in a panic, biting his lower lip and daring not speak.

　　Suddenly, one hand held it from behind and gently held himself up to sit up.

　　The head was pressed slightly hard on Mr. Xuan's chest, and the place where the ears were close to her beating heart.

　　"This is the deepest part of my soul universe."

　　Xuan always spoke slowly above his head, and the voice clearly passed through his chest into Chen Ruanruan's ears. "I once thought about the future of my universe. But now I don't think so.

　　"It doesn't matter if there are fewer stars. As long as they are bright enough, the universe will still shine."

　　"Listen, this is my universe. There are not many stars here, and the brightest one is your name.

　　On the dark side that could not be illuminated, tears bloomed in Chen's soft eyes.

　　"Hmm."

　　Then he looked up and attached a wet kiss full of attachment.

　　They walked in the afterglow of the sunset.

　　Fingers classed together, coming from the wilderness of the world.

　　After all, the afterglow is also bright, and they also illuminate each other.

　　"In the future, please give me more advice."

　　Tears Are The Pulse of Love

　　"It's been nine years. How are you?"

　　The door of the office of Xuanshi Group was opened again by a familiar voice. The busy social animals put down their work and looked in the direction of the president's office.

　　The person sitting in the office is no longer Mr. Xuan himself, but her secretary "Chen Ruanruan".

　　"..."

　　"Mr. Chen, someone is looking for you."

　　"..."

　　"Mr. Chen?"

　　"Let her in."

　　An uninvited guest was welcomed in the office.

　　The uninvited guest has also been here and left many stories.

　　"...!!!"

　　When Chen Ruanruan looked at the visitors on the other side of the gate, a sharp pain suddenly rose in her heart.

　　There is joy and a hint of surprise in it.

　　Because standing in front of her,

　　It's Xuan Aotian.

　　"How are you doing after so many years?"

　　Mr. Xuan said this again after 9 years.

　　"Everything is fine..."

　　The atmosphere was a naughty child, and it stopped its noise at this moment. And love is a lively child, and it jumps and has fun with each other again.

　　They faced each other, and there were too many words in their hearts to say.

　　"I know you'll come back..." Chen Ruanruan cried and choked.

　　"How can you not do what I promised you?" Xuan Aotian lowered his head and pulled Chen Ruanruan into his arms.

　　All of this is related to expectation and love.

　　"Meagre money is not a balance to measure your and my emotions," Mr. Xuan muttered.

　　At the corner of their words, they caught a glimpse of tears that could not be hidden.

　　So that there will be more difficult ravines in contact with each other, and the weaknesses will fall between the eyes.

　　On that day, they watched the sunset again.

　　The wind by the river blew their hair, which was suffocating as if they were in love.

　　They clasced their fingers together to tell everyone their love in front of the world.

　　"Hasing hands is a pure way to express same-sex intimacy," Mr. Xuan said again, "Until we meet, we subconsciously hold hands and take you away. Feel the sense of security brought by the soft temperature that is different from the shady rainy season"

　　"Do you understand my surging love in our wet palms?"

　　"Do you understand the obscure expectations of my right index finger in the cross of ten fingers?"

　　"I want to take your hand and walk down the lines of the palm."

　　"It's my unreasonable affection. Loving you is the secret of my little thumb."

　　This time, Chen Ruanruan's choice is finally right.

　　Because she has been waiting for nine years, waiting for 3,285 sunsets.

　　In the past nine years, she was swallowed up by a helpless package. Her fingertips trembled, and her dry eyes looked at the screen. When her mood fluctuated negatively, her stomach always surged, and the nausea rushed to the oesophagus, almost breaking out of her throat.

　　It is a lie without the original intention. The seemingly enthusiastic surface, or the obscurity that sneaks into the dark, are just the value of weighing.

　　It's just that the love of Ruo Ruo Ruo's love covered her whole body coldly.

　　The words are pressed in the abdominal cavity. There are no good words in her countless days and nights of self-quisking sleep and review.

　　The silence sealed her mouth again and again, and only the heat flowing in her chest was beating unstoppably.

　　At least she is the right choice now, or she was nine years ago. Since then, she is no longer the child who used to be wrong in all the multiple-choice questions.

　　She doesn't know how to express her love because she is really clumsy.

　　She only knew that at the moment when Xuan always broke into his world, his heart was like a closed valley suddenly opened, and the wind blew in endlessly. Everything grows miraculously in the barren without grass. This is Chen Ruanruan's heart.

　　She likes to speculate with memories. Everything in the memory was blurred but clear after the processing of time that gradually moved away. She looked for a pair of eyes in the cracks of memories. The strong love of the person in the memory is imprinted in the bright pupils, shining. Chen Ruanruan always couldn't help thinking of this picture when she was in Shenyou. When she saw the photos in the screenshots of her mobile phone, she would also see someone who was similarly dressed up. Therefore, when everything in the real fantasy becomes a reality, it is a little at a loss.

　　Forgive Chen Ruanruan's sensitive and uneasy, injured children, with vigilance, panic all day long, and difficult to let go of the test for others, which is a means to protect themselves. With tears, he kept roaring and resisting, pushing people away. In the end, he was not loved by self-abuse or self-deception, but his tearful eyes were full of expectation and brokenness.

　　That's right, who doesn't want to be loved?

　　Maybe God always likes to give alms to vulnerable people, but God always ignores these people.

　　But Chen Ruanruan is undoubtedly lucky.

　　There was a soft light in Mr. Xuan's eyes, like a truck carrying countless flowers, stumbling into the barren area, welcoming the children who fell from the universe, and bringing the world the vitality of everything.

　　"You...cried?" Xuan always saw a tear flowing from the corner of Chen Ruanruan's eye.

　　Some people say that falling in love is to love each other with tears. There is no denying that this is an inescapable fact, but tears are the fruit of love sublimation.

　　"I think your tears are sweet. It doesn't matter if they are astringent. I will kiss the tears falling from the corners of your eyes, dry the tears on your face, kiss you, and hold you in my arms to feel my body temperature."

　　There is meticulous tenderness in Mr. Xuan's tone.

　　Chen Ruanruan's eyes dodged in a panic, biting his lower lip and daring not speak.

　　Suddenly, one hand held it from behind and gently held himself up to sit up.

　　The head was pressed slightly hard on Mr. Xuan's chest, and the place where the ears were close to her beating heart.

　　"This is the deepest part of my soul universe."

　　Xuan always spoke slowly above his head, and the voice clearly passed through his chest into Chen Ruanruan's ears. "I once thought about the future of my universe. But now I don't think so.

　　"It doesn't matter if there are fewer stars. As long as they are bright enough, the universe will still shine."

　　"Listen, this is my universe. There are not many stars here, and the brightest one is your name.

　　On the dark side that could not be illuminated, tears bloomed in Chen's soft eyes.

　　"Hmm."

　　Then he looked up and attached a wet kiss full of attachment.

　　They walked in the afterglow of the sunset.

　　Fingers classed together, coming from the wilderness of the world.

　　After all, the afterglow is also bright, and they also illuminate each other.

　　"In the future, please give me more advice."

　　Then he looked up and attached a wet kiss full of attachment.

　　They walked in the afterglow of the sunset.

　　Fingers classed together, coming from the wilderness of the world.

　　After all, the afterglow is also bright, and they also illuminate each other.

　　"In the future, please give me more advice."

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