Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 500

My heart throbbed for a moment, and I couldn't say a word, allowing his kisses with a few punishing stars to fall on me.

"I never knew what a poppy looked like before, I only heard people say it was beautiful, but never saw it, but I saw it when I was in Zuy and smelled the flower, indeed, like people say, once you get it, your heart will never forget it, Dennis, you and the poppy are very much alike."

In the darkness, I spoke, not without some ambivalence.

He stopped moving, still breathing a little sharply, and even though I couldn't see his face in the darkness, I seemed to be able to guess the expression on his face.

"Why did you go to Zuy?"

When he asked this question, his hand was tightly wrapped around my waist, as if he was afraid that I would suddenly run away.

I was thinking about how to answer, but in the end I didn't come up with a reasonable answer and said with a light smile, "I went there by accident."

He seemed to frown, "Hiding from me?"

I pursed my lips, did not open my mouth, maybe misunderstanding is also quite good.

I thought that if you can't give him a future, you might as well be ruthless and push away?

The long pain is better than the short pain!

He held my waist hand, seems to have loosened a few points, the voice is a little low, "with whom to go?"

I can't think of how to come back for a while, I can't help but say, "You should ask me, and who came back."

There was some ghostly coldness in the air, I think, he was angry.

"Clara, we shouldn't be like this! You know very well in your heart that you can't hide, and we're not going to be separated, not for anything."

I pursed my lips, broke his grip on my waist, some coldness in my voice, "Dennis, have you forgotten that in this world, there is a word, called no love? I am not happy with you, everything in the past is like a knife in my heart, so I can't face you, because every time I see you, I think of the bloody child, because your mistakes, so I can't be a mother again, Dennis, I beg you, let me go, can you?"

In the darkness, his slender, tall body stumbled backwards violently, I could not see his face, I could only rely on the choked and suppressed atmosphere in the air to feel his desperation.

Maybe, I thought, my words were enough, the words that would make him let go.

"Is there no way out?" He opened his mouth, his nasal voice now carrying a thick echo.

My nose was sore and my eyes hurt a little, "No!" After a pause to speak, "Dennis, we all let go, each to find their own belongings, each for their own souls to find a pure land, can you?"

I obviously feel the soreness of my body, the first time I know that the original people in a sad time, all the nerves are tugging at your pain.

There was his miserable laughter in the air, "Clara, what does it mean to belong to your own belongings? You can turn around and walk away and just think it's okay for others to be like you?"

I pursed my lips, not willing to listen to him again, I was afraid, afraid that I could not control will rush up to hug him, tell him that I do not want to leave, I simply can not let go.

I left the private room and found the place where Jannings and the others were again.

Several people looked at me in unison and wondered, "You're constipated?"

This is something that no one else can say except Jannings.

I was speechless, gave her a blank look, sat back down and said, "I met a friend and had a few words!"

She was a bit gossipy, "What friend? Male or female? Handsome?"