Because of an accident, I lost my memory. Everyone felt sorry for me, because I was in love with him when I lost my memory.
I looked at the man sitting next to me, and a trace of doubt welled up in my heart. Is this my husband? But how do I remember that we seemed to be a business marriage.
Listening to the people around him praising him, he lowered his head, his bony fingers kept tapping on the table, the tips of his ears were slightly red, and his glasses were slightly drooping.
I thought to myself, I love this man more for his money than for him.
I heard that he likes to pretend to be weak green tea.
Although I am not an actor, I can study for the sake of money.
On the first day of pretending to be green tea, I felt secretly proud to see his surprised expression because of my change, and the way he looked at me acting with a doting face.
If he hadn't been fascinated by me and given me a black card, he would have been really sorry for my acting skills.
That day, I found a good bottle of wine, and suddenly on a whim, I wanted to get drunk with him.
This wine really lived up to its name, and it made me spin in an instant. Seeing that he wanted to leave, I held up my glass, stopped him, and said another drink.
The atmosphere suddenly became solemn, and the only sound left for the whole living room was the sound of clocks turning and the faint sound of car horns downstairs.
Suddenly, I sobered up a little, put down my wine glass, and whispered coquettishly.
No, have another drink with me."
Then smiled at him. Not knowing what touched his nerves, he burst out laughing.
I looked at him with some annoyance.
If you don't act, you won't eat this set and say it early."
His bony fingers twirled the ring, his glasses pushed back, and his hands folded around the table, he leaned closer to me, smiling in his eyes.
Coincidentally, "I'll eat this set".