Keep you in my arms

He caught the obstinate eyes of Angela, who tried hard to hold back her tears and defend her dignity.

He wanted to ask more, but he didn't open his mouth.

Anyone would like to avoid his or her scar being uncovered, and she was stubborn. If he really wanted to help, he would choose another way.

The night of the S City was as bright as daytime. The traffic on the road was constantly flowing. Looking down, it was like seeing a river with lights shining. The continuous flow of "rivers" was also like the tears that Angela shed.

On the table laid the latest Chinese Literary History, and there was a red and burning invitation card. The name of Greg was in it, but there was no her name.

Greg Fang, Mary Wei...

Although she had thought about it many times, Mary was holding his hand with a bright smile, and Greg would never rub her head, because it was Mary who stood next to him.

How many times did she persuade herself not to care? How many times did she implicated herself that if Greg didn't trust her, then it was not worth it.

The recollection of Greg and her first love, Minnie Zhang, all poured into Angela's mind for no reason.

Was she really so bad? She had given her heart and soul to both of the relationships. At last, Minnie left her and Greg chose someone else.

Or, just as her mother said, in a marriage, the sacrifice of a woman must be very great. If the woman was not willing to sacrifice, then she could not get the family warmth she wanted.

But why was that? Was there no one willing to wait for her? She couldn't tell whether she was sad because she lost Greg or because her faith was destroyed.

She sat at the table with empty eyes and cried for two hours.

At three o'clock in the morning, the woman on the bed curled up in the quilt.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open slowly. A man walked in.

tall figure cast a shadow and enveloped her in the bed. Edward squatted down so that he could see her face clearly. He

her forehead. Then he slid his finger along her face to

that she struggled in his arms, cried and cursed him

something like that. Now, he felt that she only

leave

the corner of his mouth. When he released her, she licked her lips with her pink tongue

thought she was awakened but she just

her room. He stood up and looked at the bag on the table. He walked on bare foot. Then he opened the flashlight app and

he zipped back the bag and put it back to where

again. When he saw the red card, he was confused and

to her and why she

frowned and remembered that he also received an invitation yesterday. It was said that the daughter of the president of the Anson Bank, Richard Wei was married and the bride's

thoughts, and then he put the thing back to its place.

he walked to her and stared at her. In the dark, he didn't need to worry that she would refuse him. He just kissed her forehead again.

the bed would open her eyes. His eyes were as bright as the stars, but there was also a hint of astonishment in

her go to work because her foot hadn't recovered. She was in a bad mood, so

when hearing that Edward wanted to change the medicine for her. On the seventh day, he held her foot and sterilized the wound. She had already get used

for so many days. How many tomato and egg noodle do I need to cook for you?" She looked at

the past few days, although Angela's attitude toward him was less than enthusiastic, but she was not as sharp

the contrary, he would feel more natural if he got along with her step

need many dishes." He looked up and smiled.

many do you want?"

index finger and smiled faintly.

"One time?"

smiled and shook his head and continued to bandage her

frowned and thought it for a while. Isn't it a meal to raise a finger?