Hong Kong love short story C35 (Sun Enli)

Milan, Italy. Yilian has a day off after interviewing Fashion Festival. When the Chinese buffet near the railway station was chewed: She saw the beautiful and shining man sitting beside her at the fashion show. He laughed at her eating state. …….. She rushed to the next scenic spot-Milan Central railway station Stazione Centrale. There are marble railway stations everywhere, with arch ceilings and walls full of sculptures. Every time I catch a car, I sigh and have no time to appreciate it. Her sight fell from smallpox, but she stopped on his face again. He was also a little surprised that someone was just like him; Instead of hanging around in the famous painting “The Last Supper”, he chose here. Everyone smiled relatively, so many coincidences; It was a bit unnatural not to start to know each other. “Are you engaged in fashion industry?” He asked her, speaking English. “Which Chinese are you?” She couldn’t help asking him. “Koreans who grew up in the United States.” That American English actually made him show the bottom. …….. Casually go together. Talking about movies and music, it’s hard to be happy in life, forced to please other people’s helplessness, and the dialogue in the heart. He was handsome beside her. Constantly attract passers-by’s eyes. After dinner, he took her to a Bvlgari hotel which looked like an ancient courtyard. He/she will leave tomorrow. He stayed beside her and felt at ease as a stranger. Peeping at her again and again. The care of keeping her shadow in the eyes was also beyond his imagination. After several times of hesitation. Coffee?” He invited. They are adults, and they will not understand the next step of drinking coffee in his room. She looked up. His light brown eyes are matched with healthy skin color, giving off irresistible charm. She thought for a long time. Next time.” The two worlds that should not meet, under the permission of fate, only warm each other in a cool autumn day. His eyes turned red. Thought for a while. He boldly pulled her closer. Use the body temperature of the hug to tell the heart that you don’t understand. Should not meet. There will be no luck……. * * * * * * Meet her boyfriend Zhiming at the airport. “Do you miss me!” He patted her hard on the shoulder. My girlfriend is so beautiful …. is there an Italian!” “No.” She told the truth… he is Korean. Sitting on his seven-seat holiday-spending car, her familiar sense of security rose leisurely. Milan. His shadow was transferred to the bottom of his heart. She is a magazine editor. When I first saw him at the fashion show, I already knew this new star who was emerging in South Korea- Jin Haozhi, who was invited by the designer to sit in the eye-catching position. However……. She lowered her head and pulled up her boyfriend’s hand. She has been immersed in plain love, I really can’t afford to play such a game……. Meet Sun Enli. petit story . C35 Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon… Enter June In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we… Linjia Lane Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city… Linjia Lane Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city… The confusion of summer night I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool… Love story Lover dies, lover…

Green dream

Green dream did you see the moon yesterday? Have you seen the unusually bright Venus beside the moon? Yesterday I had a dream, a dream about you and a green dream. There is no change of four seasons in the dream, and there is only spring in the dream. In the dream, we return to the time when we only play. Everything in the dream is closed. I will give up first when I quarrel. I will never be angry with you. I will try to like everything about you. I can give you everything you want. You will never be sad, and you will never cry. I can stay by your side all the time, no difference, no distance. The Sun, the star and the moon all listen to our command. If you want to sleep, call XINGX and the moon. If you want to enjoy the warmth of blocking light, call out the sun. You will really enjoy the rain, and we will play in the rain. If you like snow but don’t like winter, then let the snow fall in spring. You are always willful, and your wayward appearance makes me more infatuated with you. Close your eyes and the wind is full of your fresh breath. You always look beautiful. The green dream is just a dream. An impossible dream. We are separated from each other, and we have never started one by one. We didn’t meet, we only lost. Quarrels also hurt each other before giving up. I have never caught up with you, you always come and go in a hurry. But I often walked into my heart, but I was imprisoned by memory. Unable to find the next destination. Walk in a strange city without you. Every corner, every turn back, hope to meet you. But I clearly know that you can’t appear there. I can’t feel your happiness and sadness again. Your Willfulness can only be in my memory. I like the rain, because I used to walk in the rain with you. Retreat and still like, how I wish they would leave me. I can summon up courage to say that I love you in a beautiful morning. You are still very beautiful in those memories of those memorable days. In the green dream, you are smiling at me in the bright sunshine, and I am trying to run towards you. Let go of your thoughts, although you are still walking alone. Miss the Sky or miss the rainbow in the sky. Miss the green dream or miss you in the green dream. I can’t tell myself. Put it down, I constantly deceive myself. Only in the starry night, I can’t deceive myself. I have been constantly pursuing you, your figure and footprints. Every cross street, every green dream. Looking forward to the new dawn every day and the future of yourself. Looking at the clouds floating away outside the window, thinking about you in the distance. There is nothing I can do. Because you will find someone who can accompany you. You will be sad, you will cry. The Wind in the north and the rain in the South cannot understand you. Your willfulness, your beauty. Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon… Enter June In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we… Linjia Lane Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city… Linjia Lane Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city… The confusion of summer night I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool… Love story Lover dies, lover…