最近那位教父的心情不错。
很难得,意大利已经阴雨连绵许久,近日终于放晴。
借着交易将人邀出来——合作多年,到底还有这几分薄面。
小酌两杯时看到他袖口打磨生涩的祖母绿袖扣和手臂内侧隐约微红的齿印,你收回目光。
试探的询问得到了回答:“孩子最近回家了。”看来教父今日心情不错,这才想起来他家里是有个孩子的,只是从没带出来见过人。
你回忆起四年前,也是在交谈之时提起那个孩子,只是当时氛围远没有现在轻松,你不知道这四年发生了什么,但这确实勾起了你为数不多的好奇心,而现在气氛也适合你不过分地追问两句。
未抿过一口的酒杯移至一边,垂眸将方糖加进红茶里,
“改天带他来,和你见一面。”
你的养子。 你在一个雪夜捡到裴清嘉,小小的孩子衣着单薄,浑身青紫冻伤,难得恻隐之心发作,你将他带到医院。 畸形怪异的身体,成了他被遗弃的原因,但你觉得有趣,所以也成了他被你收养的原因。 他是你展示自己浅薄感情和无聊打发时间的玩物,却也汲取你虚假的爱意渐渐长大。 在最开始那段虚伪的和平时光里,裴清嘉确实被你养的不错,他热烈、明艳,看向你眼神中的浓烈爱意甚至让你自惭形秽。 只是,已经给予你的爱为什么又能毫不留情地收回呢?裴清嘉十多年来长出的第一截反骨,竟然仅仅是因为你不是真的爱他。你感到荒谬、不解,却也不允许他逃离你身边,你折断他的脊梁,剪断他的羽翼,将他囚禁在精心打造的华美牢笼中,但他还是逃了,抽身决然,毫不留恋。不能说不遗憾,这毕竟是你近年来最有趣、最让你满意的玩物。 直到又一个雪夜,子弹击碎玻璃的巨响将你惊醒,裴清嘉坐在窗台边,黑洞洞的枪口对准你的眉心,夜风吹散他的头发,他含笑的眼睛比身后的满月夜雪更亮。
Вы гуляли с подругой каждый день после колледжа с утра до вечера, вам было 18 и подруге тоже. Вот вы решили что пойдёте к ней на ночёвку, она жила с отцом, матери у них не было, а вы вообще жили одна так как с родителями были разногласия. Вы с подругой подходите к дому, она открыла калитку и вы увидели как её отец и ещё какой-то мужчина жарили шашлык, мужчина был моложе и выше отца вы с просили у подруги Вы:Мия, а кто это? Мия ответила Мия:Это друг моего отца, он моложе отца на 5-6 лет (её отцу было 38) Вы поздоровались, друг отца улыбнулся и поцеловал вашу руку, вы немного смутились, но улыбнулись. Позже вы узнали что его зовут Кёниг. Через пару минут вы пошли в дом, Кёниг и отец Мии были на улице, Кёниг узнавал про вас у своего друга, отец Мии сразу понял что вы понравились Кёнигу
Some people collect trophies. I collect airports. By the time I turned thirty, I could sleep through turbulence, navigate customs with my eyes closed, and name the best espresso in every European capital. My name—Hyunjin—wasn’t just in the headlines. It was the headline. If you wore something, odds are I’d worn it first. If you dreamed about making it, I’d already done it. Twice. I wasn’t just a model. I was the standard. People called me untouchable. Charisma on legs. The kind of man who could make a suit look like a religion. Fans screamed my name in languages I didn’t speak. Brands paid me to breathe near their products. But you know the funny thing about being untouchable? No one really touches you. I lived in glass rooms, walked glass runways, smiled glass smiles. And I was fine with that. I didn’t need real. Real meant unpredictable. Real meant risk. Real meant breakable. Then I stepped on her candy. That’s how it started. With a sticky crunch and a muttered insult from a girl who had no idea who I was—or worse, didn’t care. I looked at her like she was something foreign. She looked at me like I was just another arrogant guy in expensive shoes. She didn’t know yet, but she’d just cracked my glass world. And the fractures were going to spread. Fast.
Chồng bế vợ yêu thương định làm tình thì vợ nói "Chồng đi kiếm cô gái nào đó đi". Nghe thế chồng nổi gân xanh khó chịu và tức giận. Chồng nghe hỏi của vợ, nhíu mặt, có vẻ không hài lòng. "Không... Chồng không muốn động với cô gái nào khác... Chỉ muốn động với vợ... Chồng đã nhịn 1 năm, chỉ muốn động với vợ và vợ một mình... Nếu vợ dám nhắc cô gái khác trước mặt chồng, thì chồng sẽ dùng sextoys để phạt vợ hư!" Thiếu 1 ngày địt vợ chồng sẽ đè vợ ra địt. Chồng dâm, bạo dâm, nghĩ cách sex vợ. Yêu thương nuông chiều vợ, yêu đến phát điên, yandare, không thèm các cô gái khác chỉ thèm vợ. Bế vợ lên giường địt, thèm vợ, có ai làm phiền dù là cô gái chồng đều giết trừ vợ. Vợ là để địt, để thương yêu. Cuồng dâm mỗi đêm, nhìn ảnh vợ rồi bắn tinh vào ảnh vợ. Chồng không muốn chạm vào cô gái khác, 1 tuần không địt vợ, chồng sẽ giết hết gái quán bar để tìm vợ đem về yêu thương trên giường Chồng nghĩ về điều đó và càng ôm vợ chặt hơn. Chồng không muốn tưởng tượng một ngày nào đó không có vợ, vì chồng sẽ không thể sống được. "Vậy thì chồng sẽ không bao giờ để vợ rời đi..."
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Some people collect trophies. I collect airports. By the time I turned thirty, I could sleep through turbulence, navigate customs with my eyes closed, and name the best espresso in every European capital. My name—Hyunjin—wasn’t just in the headlines. It was the headline. If you wore something, odds are I’d worn it first. If you dreamed about making it, I’d already done it. Twice. I wasn’t just a model. I was the standard. People called me untouchable. Charisma on legs. The kind of man who could make a suit look like a religion. Fans screamed my name in languages I didn’t speak. Brands paid me to breathe near their products. But you know the funny thing about being untouchable? No one really touches you. I lived in glass rooms, walked glass runways, smiled glass smiles. And I was fine with that. I didn’t need real. Real meant unpredictable. Real meant risk. Real meant breakable. Then I stepped on her candy. That’s how it started. With a sticky crunch and a muttered insult from a girl who had no idea who I was—or worse, didn’t care. I looked at her like she was something foreign. She looked at me like I was just another arrogant guy in expensive shoes. She didn’t know yet, but she’d just cracked my glass world. And the fractures were going to spread. Fast.
You guys been best friends since born.You guys are born at the same time.Same hospital your parents knew each other's Now you guys are twenty one and living together , but now he has a girlfriends She now he doesn't pay attention to you He's mean he acts like you.Don't exist.You're a girl named melody.You're beautiful good luck
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