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Ina's beautiful eyes

author:Mountain fight

thirty-nine

Jin Xi remained immersed in beautiful hallucinations for the next few days. From the first time she bumped into a full-fledged glance, leaving a manly breath in her heart, Chinese New Year's Eve night she also teased and sent a greeting to this strange man. I didn't expect to come to this city in half a year with consequences.

He tries to connect, date. Unexpectedly, he didn't look like a successful person at all, not like an entrepreneur, like the brother next door, taking her crazy and playing with her.

Since her father came out of the countryside with a team of construction migrant workers and became a well-known real estate developer in a second-tier city step by step, she has hardly seen him again. Later, when she was in junior high school, he divorced his mother, she followed her mother, her brother followed her grandparents, her father married a younger stepmother, once she secretly took the household registration book to change her original name Chen Xi to her mother's surname, it was called Jin Xi, but no matter how to change it, she could not erase the dirt like a scar, she used the name column or wrote Chen Xi, she often thought (Chen Xi) Morning Dawn, what a wonderful name, like the morning Light, red and tongtong rendering half of the sky, (this evening) Jin Xi, what year is this evening, It is also like Lord Li Hou who misses the warm homeland and the gentle rose. Later, her mother also married, the family had sons and daughters, and she almost never returned to her mother's house, so she returned to her grandparents' house to follow her brother. After another two or three years, my grandparents passed away one after another, and my father gave my brother a sum of money to start a family, and my brother had his own small family.

That year she graduated from college and went to graduate school in a new seaside town, and there was still a long time from graduation to the new school report, and when she arrived in the city, it was late afternoon, and it was raining heavily, but the wind was blowing very fiercely. She held an umbrella in one hand and a large suitcase in the other to find a small hotel not far from the school.

The wind blew over her umbrella, she fell into the water, and her suitcase was dumped. She suddenly vented her suppressed loneliness of homelessness, threw her umbrella on the ground, and left her suitcase alone, sitting in the water in pain, the wind and rain whipping her thin face, wetting her hair, and wetting her clothes.

A large warm hand grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the water, lined her up with an umbrella, and helped her find the reserved hotel. At that moment, she thought that when she met a man who could be good to her, she would repay him for the rest of her life.

The man didn't look at him much, maybe he had glasses on and was wet by the rain and couldn't see clearly. She peeked at it, thin and tall, with a straight figure and a thin face. At that time, she was sad and crying, leaving no contact information for him, even a word of thanks. It wasn't until in the library that the two of them touched a full embrace, and she fled in confusion. Later, the more I thought about it, the more I could be sure of the person who had sent warm hands in the rain.

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