19. After marrying the master brother,
After marrying the master brother,
I just want to work as a girl.
I was asked to marry the sick brother of the man.
Watching 50 million a month on the contract, I’m married.
As soon as we got into the ward, we heard a metal sound: host, the subject came, the first task was to wake you up.
I:
Who’s talking?
And the next second hears another beautiful sound and bites its teeth: “Are you sick? I’m in a fucking coma!”
I: ?
One.
As a woman of Mary Sue’s novel, since I traveled, I’ve been a man, a man, a woman, and I don’t take part in anything that is relevant to men and women.
This novel, every man and woman involved, ended up with no good end.
The master’s grandfather, he was angry; the master’s brother, he was sick; the master’s mother, he was exhausted; and the master’s sister, she was killed.
Among them, some of the artillery roles targeted at men and women have long been reborn.
I’ve been living a normal life far away from men and women, until my father, an ordinary man, had an unusual illness, and my brother had been deceived by the idea of taking out loans to help him, leading to a debt of 100 million.
At night, I was in the hallway outside the room.
Until an old man who seemed so smart and struck me in the leg with a cane.
“Only you. He said, “Fifty million, will you marry me? I’m sorry.
I said, “What?”
Without doubt for three seconds, I’d say this is the world of Mary Sue’s novel.
Everything can happen.
Like when you’re in a coma, an old man who looks old but rich asks if you want to marry for money.
I thought about my father, and I thought about my family, and I’ve been living together since I was a kid, and I’ve had an undivided relationship.
I can’t leave my father with no money to cure, and I don’t want my brother to be ruined by debt.
So I nodded, “Marry.” I’m sorry.
The old man was happy, and the next second I was carried into a VIP single room by a bunch of black people.
They put the contract in front of me and looked at the $50 million that was clear on it, and I did not hesitate to sign my name.
The old man’s more satisfied, “Well, well, he’s got his hands on it, “This looks like a blessing, hopefully this will work. I’m sorry.
“It’s a waste of time and financial resources for the last few days. I’m sorry.
I’m embarrassed to stand there and I don’t know what he’s talking about, what’s useful or not.
And the old man found me confused and patiently pointed his crutches in the middle of his finger, saying, “Enter, it is he in whom you marry.” I’m sorry.
I said, “What?”
We said, ‘Did I not marry you? I’m sorry.
He’s like, “What?”
“I’m going in.” I’m sorry.
After entering the ward, there was a white, but superior young man in bed.
They’re wearing oxygen.
I suddenly heard a cold metallic sound coming out of my bed before I got close: “The host, after three failed attempts by the old man, this mission was finally right.” I’m sorry.
“It’s a wonderful day for everyone. I’m sorry.
I said, “What? I’m sorry.
Who’s talking?
The metallic sound continues: “Get up and act.” It’s not the first time you’ve had a good impression on your target? I’m sorry.
“Look, there’s the first call. The woman has to wake you up! I’m sorry.
I’m:
I’m confusedly approaching the sound source, right where the man is.
But there are no special artificial intelligence devices other than some medical equipment.
“The host! I heard the voice, “She’s coming near you! Hurry up! I’m sorry.
“If she kisses you every day, touches you, contacts you, you get out of the coma! I’m sorry.
And the next second, a cold sound came out, biting his teeth: “You’re sick. I’m in a coma. How can I let her kiss?” I’m sorry.
Two.
I have a bold guess, but I don’t know right.
Like we said before, everything is possible in Mary Sue’s book world.
So I’m probably going to the psych ward.
As I was getting ready to go out and sign, the old man and the black man opened the door again.
He had crutches and laughed: “I forgot to show you this contract. If my grandson wakes up during your contract, I’ll give you an extra $80 million.” I’m sorry.
I took the contract from the Black Man and took a look at it.
When I signed my name, I heard the man and the metal.
Their voices seem to be the only ones I can hear.
“Look, your grandpa came to help you attack.” I’m sorry.
Metallic sound: “If she stays with you long enough, this face of yours will surely distract her, and then kiss you by yourself.” I’m sorry.
The men are so speechless: “Neurotic.” I’m sorry.
“A normal person can’t do such a sick thing. I’m sorry.
I’m down on my mind.
Let’s say I’m not a brain case, but the man has a system, and I happen to hear what they say, and then, as they say, all I want is the man in bed, and he wakes up early, and if he wakes up, I’ll have not only $50 million, but I’ll have an extra $80 million.
My father has more than enough money to pay off his debts.
And the assumption is that there’s a good chance that the world of Mary Sue’s novels is possible.
Shit, that’s a bright future.
“If there’s nothing wrong, I’ll be the old man…”
“Wait a minute. I mean the man in the bed, “I can do anything to him without endangering his life.” I’m sorry.
The old man took a long look at me, “If you’re sure you can wake him up.” I’m sorry.
That’s okay.
I went to the bed with my head high, and in the eyes of the people, I pulled out his aerobics and held his face, which seemed fragile, and kissed.
It was not enough to talk to him, and I boldly made a deep contact with him.
It’s 50 million plus 80 million!
The tone of the metal sound is all up and down, “You see,” and it says, “This one’s very good.” I’m sorry.
The man did not respond to it, nor did he make a sound even to those around him.
I guess I was scared by this move.
I don’t know how long I’ve been kissing my lips, and the man hasn’t reacted, and when I’m going to wonder if I’m really insane, the metal sound finally says:
“I told you, you’re the man’s brother, the woman’s white moon. What’s the concept? That’s where your face tastes better than that of the man you’ve been working with for a few minutes, and that’s what you’ve become. I think we have a bright future. I’m sorry.
I’m:
Wait, something.
The master’s brother? The master’s white moonlight?
I’m walking down 10 steps, and the sick handsome man’s head is slammed on his pillow, and he’s open his eyes with a voice, a mute and a weak voice.
The old man and the people in black cheered, and I shrunk to a corner of the big room.
Human happiness is not the same. I just feel noisy.
Good news. Ten minutes. Eighty million.
Bad news, I’m probably going to get mixed up.
3
I’m in the corner, and I think about the story.
Because the story focused on the man’s wife’s crematorium in the middle of the season, and five years later, the girl came home with a ball and so on, so I didn’t think for half a day about what his brother’s name was, except for a few very impressive plays.
Only when he died, he was 27 years old.
My brother woke up, and the old man was so happy, he said something with his cane and put his eyes on me.
“Why are you so far away? He waved at me with kindness, “Come here. I’m sorry.
I wasn’t embarrassed when I just kissed, but now I’m nervous.
You walk with your hands and feet.
I want to run.
“This is a blessing. I’m sure I’m not wrong about people. I’m sorry.
I’m laughing.
And he went to his side, and he shot me on the shoulder, and he introduced him to his brother: “As old, this is your wife after you.” I’m sorry.
I said, “What?”
Wait… no, so suddenly!
He’s been in a coma for so long.
My eyes were dark and dark, and my eyes were heavy.
His face is pale, and the only color is his red lips.
It’s probably my favorite.
But it’s strange that he hasn’t been in a coma for so long.
I’m embarrassed to touch the back of my neck and move my eyes away.
I want to run.
I don’t want to get involved with men and women.
I heard him say to the metal, “The system, the first time that this happened, what should I say?” I’m sorry.
Is it really a system?
The system: “I don’t know, it’s the first time we’ve heard from the world of love. When you were kissed, you were completely blank. I’m sorry.
Seasonal years:
“Thank you, I know for the first time that there are no normal people in the world.” I’m sorry.
The system goes back to the topic: “How do you do? I’m sorry.
So the next second, I heard the voice of the season, and I said, “Hello.”
“I’m seasoned. I’m sorry.
And what he thought in his heart was, “Why is there so many people in this room, none of them pouring water to me?” I’m sorry.
And I noded at him, “I’m Xue Yi.” I’m sorry.
Can I get him a glass of water? I hesitated.
“Yeah, yeah,” the old man was happy, “I’ll go first,” he looked at me, and he laughed, “Take good care of him.” I’m sorry.
I nod my head.
The 50 million-dollar contract says that my duty is to care for the age of the season.
She’s married, she’s a nanny.
The old man and the black man are walking fast, and for my money, I pretended to send them to the door.
I can’t hear the sound of seasoned age and system during this period.
And We held the door of the ward, and remembering when I had shrunk in the corner, neither did We hear the sound of a seasoned age.
Do I look back and measure it, just five metres around the season?
Sitting in bed at the end of the season, looking at me quietly.
I got close to him.
“Read. He smiled, and his voice was soft, and he was soft, like a light feather, so light that I wondered if I was hearing something. He said, “Can I have a glass of water? I’m sorry.
I didn’t care what he called me, and then I washed him, and for a minute and a second I couldn’t let go of the $50 million I hadn’t got.
It may have been too long in a coma, he had a much broader suit, had a skeletal slit on his wrist, had a glass and drank it slowly.
The system: “The host, so thirsty for you, so restrained. I’m sorry.
I caught the key: Thirsty.
Not until he’s finished. I poured two more glasses of water.
It’s just that after a few sips, he didn’t pick up the other one. Instead, it means looking at me in the dark and laughing at my lips.
And his lips were beaded with bellows, and the red was radiant.
“I think I found something interesting. I’m sorry.
He looked at me with his eyes full of smiles and he said to the system, “You’re a piece of crap.” I’m sorry.
“I don’t know what you’re doing yet. I’m sorry.
The system started to argue about its own food, and its seasonal age did not respond to it.
Instead, he looked at me with one hand on his face, with one eye full of laughter, and laughed with seduction, especially with his red and soft lips.
I couldn’t bear to swallow it.
He laughed even more.
System: Look! I told you she was obsessed with you! I’m sorry.
System: “But for the time being, there is no task of intimacy, you’re doing it too quickly, and the panel hasn’t been refreshed since you got out of your coma…”
“Do you want to kiss?” I’m sorry.
4
If it’s with a handsome guy, I think I can kiss him for another ten minutes.
But if it’s with the man’s brother, I think I can run 8,000 miles in 10 minutes.
Or the kind that drags home and runs.
In the original scene, the husband’s brother’s condition was aggravated, and she was in trouble with her daughter, Nguyen Yuen, and his grandfather died.
Even the opposite sex of the man’s brother was ruined by the lady’s tea.
As soon as she’s in trouble, he’ll come out and punch.
I think I’m getting cold.
It’s not that I’m exaggerating, that I’m still alive at the end of the season and that I don’t seem to be dying in the near future, which means that the scene is still ahead. The latter period began with the brother of the man, who died at the age of the season, and when he died, the man and the woman blackled.
I look at the age of the season and look young. It’s estimated to be 25 years, long before I die at 27.
He allegedly died on his own birthday.
The men and women in the previous period were very active, almost burying their own property with their love.
In the original scene, the first male master of the season was a depraved slut who ran into the bushes, knew her and was still a slag-like man. He only bullied him if he didn’t move.
And he was a “principle” of bullying and declared before the people that he was the only one who could bully her.
At the end of the season, after a “heroe saves beauty”, she was taken captive to the heart of the hostess.
I think I’ve defiled the man’s brother and the woman’s white moon. Can I run away with money now?
The system was age-old during the scoffing season: “You laughed at me, you seduced her so seriously, and she fell asleep.” I’m sorry.
Seasonal years:
I keep thinking.
It’s called “heroes to save the beauty” and it’s just that it stopped when your brother beats Nguyen Bai-sang during the season.
Wait, so now, have you come to that scene?
When I hit my thigh, I suddenly felt like there was hope in life.
The system: “I don’t know what she’s thinking, but she’s so obsessed with it that the host, you’ve been in this position, not the hand? I’m sorry.
Seasonal years:
He dropped his hand and he’s back in the covers.
“Really? “This subject seems a bit stupid.” I’m sorry.
The system: “You should not question anyone about me… the host, the mission is refreshed. I’m sorry.
I went back and took a sip of the cup.
If I hadn’t gotten there before I could have kept the moon from being a mistress of the season, would I have been able to go back and spend the rest of my life with money?
“Read. “It was only this season, when I was a little rusty, and I didn’t think too much, and he laughed too much, his eyes were so vague, and he pointed at the glass in my hand, “That’s my cup. I’m sorry.
My face was red, my hands were so busy, my water was bad, so I made an eye-brow move. I’m sorry.
The system screamed, “No need to be! I’m sorry.
He just smiled, looked at me and didn’t talk, and he was actually confirming the mission: “What does it mean? I’m sorry.
“Oh, my God,” the system immediately said, “This is another horse armor job, let’s see. I’m sorry.
And I don’t know if it’s a delusion, but when the system talks about “another vest,” it’s just a little grotesque and smiles at me.
There’s always a sense of invisibility.
“Read. He looked down and had a fragile and fragile beauty, “I don’t know what agreement you had with Grandpa to stay with me, but as you can see, I’m not very optimistic, and if you want to leave, I won’t stop you. I’m sorry.
What? It’s a month of 50 million. As long as the scene is in advance, even if you’re the master’s brother and the master’s white moonlight, you can be saved.
I’ll talk to Grandpa. I’m sorry.
The system can’t hold up, “Why are you taking this route?” You’ve changed, you’ve not been like this before, and before, you’ve been punching… No, you’re going to play straight and say, “If Grandpa says you’re my wife, let’s change your name.” And then the target is shy and you pull it, and the job is done. I’m sorry.
And it will be said, “You have changed, indeed, you have changed.” I’m sorry.
I guess I’ll be able to guess his mission.
It’s just for me to change my name.
I put my hand on him right now, and I looked at him with my eyes open, “Don’t worry, I won’t leave. I’m sorry.
It’s just that I have to pretend that I don’t know anything.
“So, how old are you? I’m sorry.
“In another month, it’s 27.” I’m sorry.
I’m running right now.
5
Run fast.
I can’t run.
It’s 27 years old, and a month later it’s at the end of the show, which means it’s already the white moon that’s been nailed to the sugar board.
And I have only a part of the regular part run over by male and female masters.
I don’t want to get involved in the world, I just want to spend my life with my family.
I went back to my father’s room.
When I sat down, my heart was beating so fast, I couldn’t breathe, I saw my stupid brother with a surprise, and he said, “Sir! A nurse sister just said someone paid us for Dad’s follow-up.”
My heart’s still beating fast, “Yeah. I’m sorry.
Probably the man’s grandfather.
Dad’s sick is not bad, but we don’t have the money.
The stupid brother seems to have forgotten that he’s in debt, and he’s in the joy of his father’s money.
Daddy’s still asleep, and his brother’s down and he’s like, “What have you been doing? What took you so long? I’m sorry.
I breathed in the face of the season of my head.
“All right. I’m sorry.
The cell phone screen is on. It’s on the bank.
Eighty million.
I’m on the starter. I’m a little rusty.
There are 50 million more dues.
I remember the face of the season.
But I can’t think of a specific novel, and I can’t hide from it, but I can’t avoid being involved in it, and I look at the information about the bank’s credit card, and I look at my brother’s face and laugh, and I look at the sick bed and suffer from the pain, and I even sleep with my father.
When I traveled into this world, I was born, for over 20 years, and I couldn’t just get away with “I don’t want to get involved in the main line.”
Sister, what’s wrong with you? “Maybe I found myself in a bad mood, and my brother smiled, and he was worried.
He grabbed the horns, he looked dim, “Sorry sister, it’s all my fault, I know I’m stupid, I’ve got a job, I’ve been cheated on.”
“The police say it’s not a good chance to get back, but I’ve counted it. If I go to work every day and make a hundred bucks a day, I’ll just make…”
You can’t make it to death.
I’m suffocating.
He seemed to understand it, but he was still stubborn: “I can do it, sister, you don’t care. I’m sorry.
In this second, I finally made a decision.
And I stood up and slapped my brother on his shoulder and laughed at him: “Don’t worry, go to your school, I have the means.” I’m sorry.
Take care of my brother. I’m going back to the season. I just don’t know if he’s asleep.
Although he had a system, the body was really weak and would not last a month if he stayed up late.
I turned around and my brother called me, “Sister, where are you going?”
He suddenly changed, “You’re not going to work at night, are you? I’m sorry.
It’s a job.
I nodded my head, and I thought, in order not to open his brain, to think of some mess, I ended up saying, “I’m going to find your brother-in-law.” I’m sorry.
But obviously, that sentence is more lethal.
“I, my brother-in-law?” No, not a 60-70-year-old retired L.A.? I’m sorry.
I’m:
Almost there.
When he ran to the seasonal ward, he was still up, and the doctors and nurses had just given him a check-up and walked out of the ward and passed by me.
Just seeing me again, he’s a little surprised.
“How did you…”
I took a breath of the door frame, and the elevator waited too long.
I’m moving towards him step by step.
Eyes across the side.
The water that was pouring him on the table looks really thirsty.
Seven, six, I’m on my feet, two steps forward, five meters.
I heard the mechanical metallic sound of the system.
System: “Oh, come back. I thought she thought you were too old and scared away. I’m sorry.
System: “What is it that you humans say, ‘There is a man who is in a hurry’?” I’m sorry.
In the middle of the season, I yelled “rolling” in my heart, and my eyes looked at me with tenderness.
When I reached the end of the season on the side of the bed, my legs were soft, and his eyes reached out to me, and he watched his skinny arm squirt out.
I reached out to him and looked at him.
I figured out what to do when I ran the stairs.
First of all, follow his instructions and cooperate with his mission. Secondly, I want to rally him, and this month I am on my side. Finally, I hope he’ll leave me something after he dies.
It’s not that I can hear him and the system when I’m a season-old man, but I know him for only a few hours, and I don’t know if he’s credible, or whether his system, or whether it’s like the garbage system in those novels.
So I decided not to tell him for a while.
Besides, he’s only a month away.
Even if it helps me, it’s in everyone’s interest to be with someone who has nothing to do with himself.
I’ll have to do it on my own.
But if I had the money, I would have taken my family far away and ended up happy with the Lord.
So I smiled, “Honey, it’s good to have you.” I’m sorry.
“Or else they’ll fall!” I’m sorry.
“Congratulations on the host’s mission to exchange love.” I’m sorry.
Mission reward: Inverse halo. I’m sorry.
It’s burning in the fire.
I’ll take it again. I’m sorry.
A man took me in his arms.
Even though his eyes were closed, his heart was weak.
The system is still saying, “But you usually want to get through 10 times as fast as you can. I’m sorry.
The sound of explosions from afar kept me silent.
Most of the damage was blocked, and he is now in pain and unable to respond.
System: “Hey, why don’t you listen to me?” I’m sorry.
“You’re not gonna die, are you? No, it’s all grunting over there, “It shows that it’s still alive and that it’s possible to run away with a NPC that’s a season-old target, not Song Yang’s, huh? Is he seriously injured? I’m sorry.
And I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I seem to hear the screams of the season, as if I have seen the two men of the season and Nguyen Shuno and Yuen Bai-Sween capture each other for the rest of their lives.
The end is here, the world is still.
I can’t even hear Songyang’s breath.
“The host! The system cheers, “You’re awake! I’m sorry.
It feels empty, and the man in the arms is gone.
I moved my fingers blindly and felt the pain.
“Oh, the reward is so long, let me sort it out.” The system says a lot. “Don’t worry, Seo-hong won’t die. After all, the world is going to be recycled. I’m sorry.
After all, it’s just a bunch of data. It’s a recycle of resources to be environmentally friendly. I’m sorry.
“So why did you save an insignificant match? I’m sorry.
It’s a bunch of weird words.
His voice was weak, and it did not seem to have come back from the explosion.
“She’ll hurt. I’m sorry.
I took a breath and tried to get up.
“How, just a bunch of data, how can it hurt? I’m sorry.
“I remember you in the real world, you’re as weak as you are in season. I’m sorry.
“You’ve got to save your points, don’t you love going out to the sun?” I’m sorry.
Not far, a shadow of season age.
I can’t see.
The phantom ignored the system and came towards me, just slow and still weak.
“You’re not from the world. I’m sorry.
He didn’t take care of the system, he was crouching in front of me.
“It’s true, so you can hear my heart from the beginning. He smiled at me, and the system was there to show the reward for what had been done, and everything in the world was going to become fragments and disappear into the shadows, except me.
I reached out and tried to catch him, but I walked through his body and found that he was not an entity.
“In the season…” I found out I never knew his real name.
Seasonal years and Song Yang are only the vests of his mission in this world.
The system’s finished with a long series of awards, “The host, we should go … Why is a season-old subject still alive?”
I had a deep breath, and I thought it might be the last time.
“Sun Yang” is dead.
But now Song Yang is dead.
The men and women of the novels had a happy ending and the world was over.
If I can’t catch him, that’s the last of us.
Once again, I reached out and my fingertips came out of gold and were scattered in the air.
I’m going to disappear.
“The world is recycled and everything in the real world will be cleaned up. I’m sorry.
System rush: “House host, we should go. I’m sorry.
He ignored it and reached out to me with a hand.
I can’t see his face.
“You can tell me…”
I saw a shadow of his fingertips, through my hand.
“Read. I heard him say, “Let’s go to the sun next time we meet. I’m sorry.
“I’ll come to you, please, wait for me. I’m sorry.
13
“Wait a minute…”
I called for a sit on the bed and a stout.
Look at his hands, he’s a little confused.
The sun came through the curtains, and it happened to be on my face, stabbing me.
It was like a long dream.
Turn on the phone, it’s 3:00 in the afternoon.
The effect of spending the night watching novels is to sleep with a headache.
I dragged myself down the stairs and my parents were sitting on the couch watching TV.
I asked myself, with my eyes open, “My brother went to school.” I’m sorry.
“Where’d you get your brother? You’re asleep! My mom yelled at me, “Eat on the table, get hot. I’m sorry.
My feet, my hands on the stairwells, suddenly a strange feeling of loneliness and emptiness, sour acid comes out of the heart.
I’m just waking up.
I went back to my room a few seconds after I was standing there.
I went through the whole room and I couldn’t find what I was reading last night.
And in the middle of the mess, I suddenly couldn’t remember what I was looking for.
Textbook: The human brain has a capacity of 2.5 pB, or 25,000 GB.
That means we can store about 13 years of high-level television video records or nearly 5 billion books.
I: Stand up, walk two steps, forget what to do after.
After a few strokes of his head, he had to clean his room.
I feel like I’ve forgotten something, but I’ve lived a full life, and I don’t seem to have forgotten anything bad.
“It’s a nice day for the sun,” he said, “sometimes it’s a good time to go out for sun. I’m sorry.
I’m an inspiration, and my heart is beating fast.
But I can’t find the source of these strange changes.
“Yeah,” I answered, “It’s been a nice day lately. I’m sorry.
“Hey, you know, my colleague came up here and said, “Have you finished with the novel you were recommended to read?” That’s the one. There’s a girl with the same name as you. I’m sorry.
When it comes to novels, other colleagues also have an interest, although most of them are giving up.
“To be honest, there are so many ugly dog tales, and there’s no such thing as a system to destroy Mary Sue? One key cleans up novels I don’t want to read. I’m sorry.
“Well, I feel like there’s a lot less of these novels lately. Didn’t I give you a very bloody man’s name? I couldn’t find it when I was looking for it. I’m sorry.
“Oh, yes, it’s a girl.”
Hello? What am I going to say?”
People shook their heads, saying that they didn’t remember.
“Hey! “Sometimes reading a novel, though it might have been fun at first, but seeing it behind is just forcing yourself to eat shit.” I’m sorry.
“I have no idea what it means to have Mary Sue’s blood, and it’s a material to satisfy people’s dreams, but it’s only suffocating to the master. I’m sorry.
“Ha ha,” I say, “Yes.” I’m sorry.
That’s how I passed for a month, and I came home with tired bodies, and I just tried to paralyze the couch, sleep until tomorrow, and I got dragged up by my mom, and I got some of my own snacks.
“There’s a young man next door. She looked at me and said, “Clean up, your hair is messed up! I’m sorry.
“I don’t want to go! I’m sorry.
My mom stuffed things in my hand so strongly that she said, “Here you go, handsome man, 27 years old, single, sunbath.”
My heart beats.
“It’s this young man who looks a little ill and sick, but I hear the family is rich…”
“I heard that there was an operation earlier, and the success rate was low, but he was lucky enough to survive…”
I nod my head: “It’s a lucky man.” I’m sorry.
“So,” my mom looked at me and said, “Go and say hello. I’m sorry.
I’m so upset that you’ve been so busy, you don’t know. I’m sorry.
I said, “Don’t go out during the epidemic. I’m sorry.
I turned around and decided to play dead.
The next day, Mom and Dad went out to work because it was a day off and I slept until noon.
Just down the stairs looking for something to fill up, I heard someone knocking on the door.
Weary steps, open the door, and a handsome man stood at the door.
I’ve never seen a handsome man before, but at the moment I saw him, I had a few moments in my head.
And when the fragments passed, I looked at his pale face and his red lips, and his eyes blinked.
And after what I was doing, I slapped myself.
What are you doing? Are you awake yet?
He’s not upset about me being so rude.
I’m the new guy from next door. I’m Ziyang. I’m sorry.
Oh, new.
I suddenly looked back and handed him what my mother had prepared yesterday, and my face was so red and my heart was beating, that it seemed to understand why Hana, Mei and Red ran several times.
“Hello! You, me, did we meet before? I’m sorry.
He’s a growner, and he can’t.
I went on to tie my tongue: “No, I’m sorry, I should introduce myself, I’m Xu…”
“Sizu”?
“Ah, yes, it’s me.”
I don’t know if someone’s stupid at work and I can’t help but look at him.
But, really, it looks like a kiss.
He seems to have found this, too, with his chin in his one hand and his lips in his smile: “Do you want to kiss?” I’m sorry.
Although there was no contact before, some strange images were always in my mind.
“No, no, you’re wrong, you’re wrong.” I’m sorry.
I don’t usually get stupid in front of strangers.
I can’t stop slapping myself, but my heart can’t lose sight of it.
No, it’s not like I haven’t seen a handsome guy.
Just looking at him, there’s always a sense of familiarity.
He smiled and approached me and whispered, “Read, if you want to…”
I’m dying of my heart beating, and I can’t believe I’m trying to imagine some intimate images.
The next second you’ll be spitting on yourself, and then you’ll think of something.
“Well, then we…” And his eyes were kind of dazzling in my face, and I was squeezing my lips, and he started thinking about whether a kiss had to be closed.
No, that’s the first. Isn’t it too fast?
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no, no. But I can’t see his face.
When I closed my eyes, I heard him laugh again.
“Take it easy. I’m sorry.
“I’ll see you next time, we’ll go to the sun. I’m sorry.
(concluded)
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I just want to work as a girl.
pineapple in slippers, etc.
x
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
