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Can Shang

Author: Qin Gudao

The first part of Yuan Trilogy: "Wrong Love"

Updated on 2009-10-6 21:07:15 Word count: 3920

On an early autumn day, some people are wearing summer clothes, while others are changing into autumn clothes.

After the fragrance and dust have passed, I still look back, thinking about it all over the world.

Inadvertently, I saw her next to me. She was wearing a dark red top, plaid skirt, and knee-high boots. She was elegant and graceful. The corner of my eye told me that she was looking in my direction, so I straightened up and smoothed my hair. Maybe she was just checking to see if the car was coming. I pretended to look around casually and looked back at her. She flipped her hair, and the maroon hair was wet. 603 is here. Will she take the same bus as me? Unfortunately not, which feels a bit regretful. Outside the car window, the fat-like face disappeared from my sight. The twilight of early autumn is as light as water, and the air is so fresh and refreshing. As the lanterns came on, I walked through the city. I found that her appearance was not left in my mind, I only remembered that she was beautiful.

My girlfriend said that she liked a bed sheet, which was very cute, and they went to choose one together over the weekend. I said it's cute and looks good. I'm distracted. There is a crimson ocean in front of you, rising and falling.

After that, I often stood at the window on the seventh floor and looked at the stop sign under the overpass. The breeze caressed my face and played with my heartstrings.

As soon as it was time to get off work, I couldn’t wait to run under the overpass. I thought that just like that day, I would see her when I turned around. Should I walk up to her, smile and say to her, "Your bag is suede, right?" She smiled shyly and said, this is my birthday gift from my mother.

Two hours passed and the last train came, but she still didn’t show up. I got in the car and looked at the overpass with nostalgia, it was getting further and further away. I will meet her tomorrow, I thought to myself.

A few weeks passed by quietly.

One day, when I was standing at the window looking at the stop sign, I accidentally saw the door of the security room. The guard was...

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