An Qiu

17

17

That year, I was 21, not yet 22, and had a good time in my youth, but I belatedly understood what love is.Love is dedication, tolerance, frankness, and perseverance.

I moved my body rhythmically, An Qiu supported my waist, her cheeks were rosy, her eyes were full of tears, and she groaned pleasantly.I like to hear him barking, and even feel that he is happy, so what is the point of my suffering?

I hurt myself with rough sex/love and ended up lying on the bed like a dead dog.

He took off the prosthesis, dragged half of his body up and down, wiped my body, cleaned my back, and applied ointment.

I never put ointment on him.

"How can you like me?" I don't think I deserve him at all.

He took good care of me, looked at me and said with a smile: "Because you are a good person, you are willing to risk your life to save a stranger. That day I thought I was going to be beaten to death. The moment you rushed out, you opened your arms The moment I protected me, I clearly felt my heart beating faster..." He smiled shyly: "I think... this is fate..."