Book3:WereMyDreamIs
书迷正在阅读：如影随形（1v1）h , 黄金城 , cao男人的日日夜夜 , 心情小记 , 【虫族/总攻】虫皇陛下 , 绿光与无梦之夜 , 顶流她又强又沙雕 , 一世诏书 , 晨光之爱 , 精灵盛院 , [综恐]谁是我的爱？ , 【反派初始化/暮辰】老情人
thatanyonekickaround.Whatisaman’sworsenightmare?Isn’titfindingoutthathiswomanhadbeenunfaithfultohimandhadsexwithsomeoneelse?Ifheisabletoenduresuchshamewithoutreag,heisnotarealman.” “No,youdon’tuand”sadViostoppinghisself-righteousupbraid.“It’sbecausehetoleratewhatnonormalmancouldthatmakeshimacutabovetheaverage.IsupposeIshouldreassessmyevaluationoftheman.” “There’ssomethingevenfunnier!DimitriresumedhisclosefriendshipwithJamaz,thatbigbckguywhowashiswife’slover,asifnothinghadhappehey’recloserthanbrothers.Don’tyouthinkthat’sstrange?” “No,it’snotatallstra’sjustanotherproofofhisslidevasivepsychologyoflife.Butwhenporisbroken,itcouldbemendedandlookgoodasnew,butthecrackwillwaysbethere.Wemustseizeeverycewehave.Wemakeuseofthistobreakuptheirunityforourownpurposes.”JustthenadogbeganbarkingfuriouslyandDimitri’svoioutsidethebuildingsoundedloudandclearintheroom.Mr.FingerandVioexgedalook,greatlysurprised. “That’shisvoice.I’msureofit””whisperedMr.Finger.Vionodded. “That’sdaringofhim!”shesaid.“Wehaven’tbeeofindhimbuthehasfoundus!That’sgood.Itwillsaveusalotoftrouble.Wewillsettleeverythingtonight.” Thesunhadseti.Carsarianswerefewandfarbetween.DimitriheldMaureeninhisarmsandstoodatthecrossroadthinking,“It’salongwayfromheretoCharina’shouse.IfIreturnthisdogtoitsowner,Iwouldhavetowalkquiteadistance.GoingtherewouldbeeasyasIhaveMaureeheway,butingbackwouldbehardandtime-ingasIwouldbeentirelyonmyownwithonlythewhiteeasmyguide.Also,Charinawouldbesuretoaskmetostayfordinnerahediablewewoulddrinkandtalkaboutherfavoritesubject–storiesofwhatisbeyondtheblueskies.Iwouldthenmissmyappoiwiththosetwolittlepeople,therebymissingtheopportunitytotalkaboutourdifferenduheknotthathasbeeweenusforsolong.ButifIletMaureengohomebyhimself,Iamfullyfidenthewouldbeabletodoso,butthatwouldbeirresponsibleofme.Whatifhemeetsthedogcatcherandistakentothepond?HemayevehanasizedifwedoohimihatwouldbeaburdenonmyscethatIwouldn’teverbeabletoresolveinmylifetime.StandingthereDimitriwasinaquandaryanddidnotknowwhattodo. Adipidatedpick-uptruckcttereddowreetwitheverysirattlinginunison.ThefamiliarsoundofbrakesbeingappliedsoundedbehindDimitri’ssolitaryfigure,followedbythesoundsofsmmingcardoorsandrunningfootstepsbihgdshouts. “Hey,Dimitri,youson-of-agun!You’reback!Whydidn’tyouletusknowaheadoftime?”shoutedonehappyvoice. 5 “Damnit,Iknewyourdisappearaothinairwasnotreal.YouleftyourFKingclothesbehindonthegroundintheparkjusttofoolus,right?”saidanotherhoarsevoice.AwarmandhappyfeelingpermeatedDimitri’sbody.Heknewwhotheywerewithoutturninghishead.Theywerehisbestfriendsandlife-longbuddies,RichardandJamaz.Thethreeofthemstoodonthesidewalk,ughingandshoutingiglee,happilysppingeachother’sbadpungeachother’sshouldersaswhileshoutingboisterousobsities.Thelittledogsittingonthegrouleftoutandbarkedinprotest.DimitristoopeddowntopickupMaureenandsaidtohistwofriends, “LetmeintroduylittlefriendMaureen.”RichardandJamaztookturnsholdingandkissiledoging, “Oh,youarethatpreciouslittledogMaureen.Look