Shangguan Qiaoyun's heart is very tangled, and she finally has a method. With her skill, she can definitely live a good life in the end, better than most people. Women always like to show off. With such a good skill, she hides in the wild, lives quietly and obscurely, until she gets old and dies, and no one will know, There is a woman named Shangguan Qiaoyun who has a good ability.
Going to wh or going back to the base, these two choices gradually occupy her heart. Unconsciously, Zhang Xiaoqiang has been forgotten by her. The couple are birds in the same forest, and they are not husband and wife. Besides, Zhang Xiaoqiang still has a chance to be a normal man in the future?
Time is disappearing. After a long time, Shangguan Qiaoyun looks up and wants to tell Zhang Xiaoqiang her choice. When she looks up, she sees a trace of irony in the corner of his mouth·····
Shangguan Qiaoyun's heart suddenly aches, he knows, he already knows, he will abandon him, what choice he will make, already in his expectation?
"Why... Why? Why is it like this... "She suddenly did not dare to speak any more. She secretly asked herself in her heart. She was so worried that she suffocated. This is not a question of whether to say it or not, but her own problem. It is a question of why she made this choice.
She endured the pain of choking her heart, and asked herself in the bottom of her heart why Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't give her a third choice, let her follow him, why he thought he was always going to leave, didn't he have any feelings for himself?
Women are perceptual, even if she has always been very confident, so is Shangguan Qiaoyun. When she makes a decision, she feels Zhang Xiaoqiang's determination and not to stay, and he talks lightly, which makes the arrogant Shangguan Qiaoyun some can't accept. The decision she makes has reached her mouth, but she forgets it.
"Yes... He always knew... He knew how I was a woman... He knew what I would choose... I was too stupid, I was too stupid..."
Just now, Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to drive her away, but she didn't shed any tears. Now, her tears are moistening her white, tender and smooth cheeks. She is crying, crying for herself, She finally realized what kind of person she was, and she finally knew why Zhang Xiaoqiang was so indifferent to her. Zhang Xiaoqiang had already seen her heart, and she didn't deserve it.
Shangguan Qiaoyun doesn't speak any more, and all kinds of thoughts come to her. It's not how to choose the way out, but all that she has experienced, before the end of the world, after the end of the world, before meeting Zhang Xiaoqiang, after meeting Zhang Xiaoqiang.
Mother's good daughter, let her spit on the animal father, for her mother and endure the winter ice water, and············
After thinking a lot and a long time, Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was beside her, did not urge her to think about her own thoughts. In the small space, the two were silent.
"Shangguan, Shangguan, you are the most superficial woman, you are the most vain woman, you are also the most heartless woman, yes, I am such a woman, but am I wrong? I am a woman, I am an excellent woman, a woman who is going to grasp her future. This is my privilege. "
Finally, Shangguan Qiaoyun made a conclusion in her heart, a conclusion of self analysis and self liberation. She felt that she had figured it out, and she still had to make the previous decision, because she was Shangguan Qiaoyun, a woman who would fight against her fate and change her fate by all means for her purpose.
Shangguan Qiaoyun is Shangguan Qiaoyun. She is rational in the end, especially about her own future. She encourages herself in her heart, takes a few deep breaths, and finally musters up her courage. She wants to solemnly tell Zhang Xiaoqiang that even if he mocks and scolds her, she will insist.
Shangguan Qiaoyun looks at Zhang Xiaoqiang stupidly. He has fallen asleep, and his face has been washed. He has no smoke and stains in the morning, and his beard has not been shaved. His chin is still covered with green stubble, and there are deep or shallow scars hanging on his cheek, which he scraped on the rough stone wall when he was fighting against big fish in the cave a few days ago.
There is a trace of anxiety on his hair, which is wiped by flying shrapnel. Sleeping Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't show his child like ease. On the contrary, his brows are locked tightly. The locked brows tell Shangguan Qiaoyun that he is very upset and confused.
At this moment, Shangguan was a little crazy. Looking at this not handsome man, scenes of the past came back to his mind. On the Hummer, he was sleeping like a child in his arms. At the gate of the chicken farm, he held himself in his arms and gave him water by mouth. In the ammunition depot, he held his hand. When the rats were surging, she held his waist and waited for the final end.
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