36. Ex-boyfriends who appeared in the air
An ex-boyfriend who appeared in the air.
Love rises with the wind: with your twilight and four seasons
There’s something wrong with my hateful ex-boyfriend.
The day after the breakup, I took a bath in the tub and he came out of the closet.
I came home from work and he crawled out of the back seat.
I thought he was trying to get me back together.
Until one night I was watching horror movies, and he came out of my TV…
One.
The thunder in the TV was flashing, the light of lightning was dazzling and the house was dazzling, and the horror music was turning around.
I’m a petrochemical face with an ex-boyfriend who just crawled out of the TV.
He tried to get up, and I got numb and finally screamed.
“Don’t! “Shut your hands and feet and pounce at me and cover my mouth.” I’m sorry.
“I’m not a ghost, I don’t know what’s going on. I told you I didn’t mean it. You should believe it now. I’m sorry.
This is not the first time that Shaw has appeared.
The day after we broke up, I was in the tub watching the drama, crying so hard, I heard a strange bang in the cupboard, and he came out of the cupboard.
I yelled at the hooligans, and I didn’t listen to his explanation.
The second time I went home from work because when the leader told me to hide in the car and cry, Shaw showed up his head in the back seat…
I gave him a brain failure and kicked him out of the car.
Today, for the third time, when I was about to cry from a horror film, he crawled out of the dead well on the screen and my tears came back.
I do! Can I believe it?
When I calmed down, the stifling opened up and groaned on the couch.
“What’s wrong with you? Spirits? “I squeezed his thigh, and he screamed in pain.
“I don’t know. I just slept and woke up here. “It’s not like I’m going to be able to do this.”
“Apart from me, you’re crossing somewhere else? I’m sorry.
The ears of the depression were red, and the eyes of the black looked at me, and said: “No, only to you. I’m sorry.
I can’t imagine why he suddenly had this strange superpower, and he couldn’t say it himself.
I’ve searched all over, and I’ve been so passionate about a series of things that might be useful.
Shaw looked at me with some sadness and stopped talking.
At last, when I was about to make an eviction order, he opened his mouth, “It’s dark, it’s late, the subway’s stopped, can I spend the night with you?” I’m sorry.
I’m speechless.
He said, “Only one night, I leave early tomorrow, really. I’m sorry.
I threw him a blanket so he could spend the night on the couch.
I can’t help but think about it. Will he come through the wall in the middle of the night? He’s not gonna get stuck? How do we solve this weird thing?
I didn’t think it would happen!
When I heard someone asking for help, I opened my eyes and saw Shaw’s face on the security door on the balcony of my room, half of his body was outside and caught in a nice buttock.
Two.
He struggled so painfully, he failed.
I don’t usually laugh so loud unless I can’t help it.
“You, Luen Yuen, stop laughing and pull me out. @silk: I’m sorry.
I laughed and dragged him, sweating two people and didn’t pull him out. I had to call the fireman’s uncle.
Shaw managed to get out of it, and he got a comment from the fireman’s uncle that he was having a good time.
“So why did you drill into my balcony? I’m sorry.
“I dreamt I was fighting mosquitoes and I woke up stuck. I’m sorry.
I watched silently and helplessly 3:15 on the alarm clock, in a disorderly mood.
“If you hadn’t tied me up, you wouldn’t have moved. I’m sorry.
Shaw found the toolbox with his hands on the rope.
I’m sleepy. I have to work in the morning. I can’t help it.
The returning firefighter’s uncle stood at the door, shocked, writing “a little freaky” in his face.
I wanted to explain that the fireman’s uncle was smiling, leaving quickly with something that had fallen accidentally, and kindly closed the door for us.
Help! My whole life’s clean!
The rope seems to be working, and there’s nothing going on this night, and when he wakes up, he’s in the sofa, and he’s a little bit of a student’s face, and he’s so white and he’s so delicate that she’s very likely to be a girl’s potential.
It’s just that he’s got long hands and feet. It’s kind of pathetic. He doesn’t sleep well.
I went over there and untie him.
And as soon as he touched him, he opened his eyes with vigilance, and when he saw me, his eyes opened, and he kissed me on the back of my hand, and his voice was lazy and he said, “Good morning.” I’m sorry.
My hands are frozen, and he still keeps our intimate habits when we’re together, but we broke up.
Untie him, he rubbed his sore wrists, stood up in the kitchen and picked up his apron, “Go hungry, go wash up, I’ll make you breakfast. I’m sorry.
When Shaw hasn’t been busy with entrepreneurship, he always makes me all kinds of good food. I eat, but I don’t have any talent in cooking, so Shaw goes to school. He says make a good dish and tie me up for life.
However, I haven’t seen him down the kitchen for a long time.
“No, you go back. I’ll eat at work. I’m sorry.
He made a move, looked back at me and looked down in his eyes and said, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
I felt like I had been stabbed in the head, I couldn’t get to talk, his phone was ringing, he looked at it, and the handshake looked a little bad.
3
The company’s in trouble. He left in a hurry.
Again, I’m used to seeing his back.
Today is the end of my internship at the new company, and our business manager has proposed that we all have a meal together to welcome our new colleagues.
I don’t like the fact that, as a freshman, it’s a real problem to get along with a leading colleague, for example, now that they’re laughing at me, and I don’t want to drink at all, but I have to be hardheaded.
It’s a good thing I threw up everything I drank and I didn’t dare let myself get drunk and I was afraid…
In the middle of the day, everyone was drunk, most of the drunk was picked up by their families, and the rest was sent back sober.
The manager pushed me to the supervisor’s side. “Ling, send the supervisor. I’m sorry.
Not until I say no. The obese body of the supervisor has leaned on me, and the manager has been picked up.
I’m in a cold, I’m tight, I’m gonna take a cab and get people back.
The car supervisor kept his eyes closed, and after I moved his head away, he fell asleep by the window, and I relaxed a little bit, looking at the late light, trying to send a message with my phone, but opening the chat dialogue, was the one I sent out, “I’m tired, break up.” I’m sorry.
Yeah, it’s broken up. There’s no one in this city I can count on anymore.
When I got out of the car, I woke up the supervisor and wanted him to go up himself, but he couldn’t even stand up.
“Or, call your wife. I’m sorry.
“Sleep, fall asleep, the children are home, don’t bother them. “On the 27th floor, you take me up.” I’m sorry.
His family’s at home. Nothing’s going to happen.
I breathe deeply to comfort myself that this will not happen again.
When he was locking his fingerprints, I said goodbye and was ready to leave, and his wrist was suddenly caught.
My back is cold, and the smell of sweat mixed with alcohol when he drags me into the house is suffocating, obnoxious bodies, greasy smiles, and the warm, wet arms are repeated like nightmares.
“No, don’t touch me. Let me go. “I was screaming for help.
“Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid. No one’s home. I’ve been separated from my wife. Liang, when you came to the company, I thought you were a genius. You followed me. You will be your manager. I’m sorry.
He said that while he kissed me.
I screamed and kicked him with my hands and feet.
4
“Aah! “I heard the screams of the supervisor, and I opened my eyes in tears, and I saw the supervisor fall on the floor and look to the living room in fear.
There was a man’s shadow, and he walked, and the light was on his face.
It’s too violent and cold and it’s a little scary.
“The Ghost, O Ghost.” The chief rose up, and he was kicked in the chest, and he fell into the cupboard and fainted.
Shaw wants to do it again, but I can’t hold it.
I’m shaking all over, my stomach’s coming out and my stomach’s in pain.
Shaw was with me, handed me water to wash my mouth and picked me up and took me home.
He gave me the rejuvenated pills, his eyes were full of worry, “Do you want to throw up?” Don’t drink so much later. I’m sorry.
I could not swallow the medicine, I didn’t speak, and he thought I was drunk, but I was stressed and nightmares repeated, and I was too afraid.
“Does your stomach still hurt?” Why are your hands so cold? I’m sorry.
I’m still shaking unconsciously, and when someone touches me I’m shivering and feeling sick, except for the depression.
“Let’s go to the hospital, okay? I’m sorry.
Maybe it’s my ugly face.
“No, no, you go back, I’m fine. I’m sorry.
“I’ll accompany you.”
“No, we broke up. I don’t need you. “I’ve got my eyes red and I’ve pushed him out.
“Homemoon. I’m sorry.
“You go!”
I locked him out of the door and cried against the wall.
He cannot be allowed to stay, lest he can see it, lest he ask me if something happened to me, or if I cannot help it, I have to hide myself to lick the wound quietly.
I’m going to cry, I’m going to get up, I’m going to cry, I’m going with my eyes.
Shaw!
Why is he wearing it again?
“I didn’t mean to. I couldn’t help it. “You’re crying, I can’t leave.” I’m sorry.
Shaw walked out the door, and when I cried, he showed up again.
I reacted as if I had cried every time I appeared before.
And We said, ‘I will not cry, go home. I’m sorry.
“It’s too late for the subway. I’m sorry.
He won’t leave, and I’m not strong enough to fall down on the couch and fall asleep.
In my dream I ran madly out of the hall with no one, and I wanted to ask Shaw to help me, but his phone never got through.
I was caught at the exit on the first floor, and the men laughed at my clothes.
“My boyfriend will be here soon, let go of me! I’m sorry.
He said, “No one’s coming for you. He didn’t answer your phone. I’m sorry.
I cried out, cried out, and I opened my eyes, and I saw my face.
“Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid. I’m here. No one can bully you.” I’m sorry.
And he comforted me with my soft voice, and I was shaking so much, and I pushed him away, and I ran to the toilet and threw up.
5
Shaw tried to stay at my house, but he’s busy together and he’s busy.
“I’m at home now, and I’m in a small room, and I don’t bother you. I pay rent, housework. I’m sorry.
Xiao Jian was sincere in saying, “If I suddenly disappear in a meeting or on a number of occasions, I may be in the scientific section tomorrow.” I’m sorry.
“You go work in your own house. I’m sorry.
“I’ll wear it to you anyway, so that I don’t freak out, why don’t you come with me? I’m sorry.
I couldn’t have said yes. I went to the rookie station to get my rush delivery back.
The doorway was covered with a sword of peach and wood, with a cloak of evil, with a bead in his left hand, with a cross around his neck, with a union between Midwest and Buddha.
She looked at me like she wanted to stop.
I pushed him out the door and decided to cry.
I cried at the door, and the house was peaceful.
The next day, when I left work, I was jumping on the television, jumping on Liu Xianhon, and suddenly a message came out of the air, that the leader had asked me to go with him to the cooperative tomorrow. I was distracted, my feet were twisted, and I threw myself to the ground.
I gnawed on my teeth, and suddenly a man’s name came out of my heart, and my head was stunned, and my hand touched the warm chest, with a clear jaw and his soft eyebrow.
At this moment, no one understands my embarrassment.
Help!
I struggled to get up, but my ankles really hurt, and my hands were sweating and skimming, and I fell back together and hit him in the chest.
I’m so embarrassed, I’m sorry.
“I’m not crying. “I will explain immediately in the face of the sight he seeks.
“Is that because you miss me?”
“No!” I couldn’t look at him, but I saw a few wounds on him, and said, “What are you doing? Why aren’t you dressed? I’m sorry.
“I’m in the shower. “If you’re a few minutes late, I might…”
Stop! I’m holding my eyes. “You, go back. I’m sorry.
“Are you sure you want me to go back like this? “I’ll give you a dress.” I’m sorry.
I’m still putting a man’s shirt on the Internet for flash.
I had an ankle ache, and Shaw was down and looked, and I went to the storeroom to get the medicine.
We’ve been in love for more than four years, and he knows this place as well as he does his own.
“I’ll do it myself. I’m sorry.
However, he has held my feet, in stark contrast to my mutilated ankles, which swollen like buns.
And he looked and focused on his side with tenderness, as he was in the infirmary after midday. And so did he restrain his youthful frenzy, and his eyes touched only my heart.
I suddenly wanted to cry, my ankles were sore, I had to brush my phone and put my tears back in order to divert my attention, and the information that came out made me choke.
“You know what? Our director said he hit a ghost the night we were drinking, took a day off, and was shot in the hospital with his face on the road today. I’m sorry.
Six.
“Is it true that you’ve done so many bad things? I’m sorry.
The discussion was intense, and I didn’t think about it.
Is it possible that the boss who bullied me would suddenly have an accident?
And I turned my head, and I looked at him, and I looked at him, and I looked at him, and my abdomen and my abdomen, and I looked red and threw a blanket on him.
He smiled, “Moon, I want to see how far you can look.” I’m sorry.
What were you doing tonight? I’m sorry.
“Having up at home. I’m sorry.
“Where did you get that arm? I’m sorry.
“It’s normal to have a physical injury. I’m sorry.
“The boss who bullied me was suddenly beaten up today. I’m sorry.
“Oh, that’s normal. People like that deserve it. I’m sorry.
It’s like he’s got nothing to do with it.
“Moon, why are you crying again? * When I see my red eyes in my eyes *
“Sorry, don’t cry. It’s my fault. Don’t be afraid. He won’t find you. He won’t bother you again. “I can’t stand anyone bullying you.” I’m sorry.
I have to admit, I never stopped loving him, even at the moment I told him to break up.
Shaw slept here for another night, and I threw away the peach and wood swords and stuff, which obviously didn’t work, because the odds of the depression coming through were getting more frequent.
It was crying before, and now, as long as I can’t help but think of him, he will appear immediately before me.
Fortunately, every time he appeared, I had no one else, or I was really worried that he would be taken away for research.
Shaw moved to my house, and our mode of living seemed like we were back before we broke up, except that we didn’t even mention it, and it seemed like he slowly pulled himself out of his work and spent a lot more time with me.
He’d wake me up, cook me, send me to work and watch a movie with me. The difference is that I won’t hold him back and say what happened all day, ask him for consolation and praise.
I’m on a platform to help fans, but it’s as if you’re reading novels, and in the commentary there’s everything, and there’s no one who makes a substantive comment.
7
I’m a little confused because I’ve been in love, I’ve been contacted by editors, I’ve wanted to sign up, I’ve been writing stories about me and Shaw since I fell in love, and I’ve been following them by fans, but I haven’t really done this for real.
Instead, I was greatly appreciated by the editor, who said that he was willing to guide me by sorting out the stories that I had sent, and I wanted to be able to record the precious memories between me and him, so I promised.
Reconciling memories is a very complex thing, looking at what I wrote about him, and I’ve had a lot of feelings.
He and I went on for many years without realizing it, and the school playground smote its shoulders, and it was silently afraid to look up, and only the heart beats to reveal what was in the hearts of the teenagers.
After coming out of the examination, in a crowded square, trying to look up and look back at each other.
In college, he sang that song with my name at the finals of the ten great singers.
He started his first project, named after both of us.
Those memories of me and his past are memories I have never forgotten.
I also have to admit that I was separated from him not only because he was too busy and I was not feeling safe, but also because of the road that we had travelled together, and he suddenly stood on the high stage, and I didn’t know it seemed like I was far away.
It is He who rises after the sight of his eyes, and I am a graduate of peace.
I was afraid of the fear that he would leave, so I broke up with him, never because I didn’t love him.
It’s coming out. I rubbed my flesh in my wet eyes, and I scrambled, “No! I’m sorry.
It’s over. The depression is sitting on my lap.
I’m too busy to keep the file off, but I can’t let him see it.
When Shaw turned around, he said, “Ah-ah-ah.”
“No, don’t look. I’m sorry.
I was too busy covering his eyes and sitting on my lap, which was so long-legged as to limit my play.
The position was a bit awkward, and I sat in his arms and he held me in his arms, and I was so pressed that I couldn’t even move my hand and struggled to remember, and the chair was overburdened.
We fell together, and then we laughed and held my waist in the fall, because his chest was too strong and he hit me with a headache.
“You laugh. I’d like to squeeze him, and in his arms, a soybeans by accident…
The squawking laugh stopped, and the hum.
My face was red, I let go, I promise I didn’t mean to tease him.
The expression of the depression has become a bit grotesque, with some strange emotions in its dark eyes.
I wanted to get up and Shaw grabbed my waist and shot me back.
We were breathing face-to-face and I was blushing to pull him off.
“Moon, calm down, calm down. I’m sorry.
“I have something to tell you.” I’m sorry.
8
“What? I’m sorry.
“Do you remember the stars? There’s a company that’s interested in this project and wants to work with us, but you’re the original designer of the stars. I’m sorry.
The memory of the stars is too long, and sometimes in high school, when it was in the cage of study that it was in the mind, but there was always some inconvenient contortion, and when girls of the same age secretly read novels, I secretly put these ideas in a book, a second-girl game that combines love stories and designs dreams.
I was once ashamed to expose myself in the face of a depression, but he did well after he took a serious look, and if he did, he would have a market.
But because of the high cost, I can’t do it alone, the idea of the game has been kept and has not been put into practice.
I almost forgot. Shaw remembered.
“It’s all just a kid’s work. Can you do it? You’re a start-up company. Don’t let me ruin it. I’m sorry.
“No, I won’t. * When I’m talking to you * The company’s first project was successful because of the stars. The stars are the reason I started this company. I promised you I’d make them. I want to use my dreams to fulfil your dreams, and now they are mutually reinforcing. I’m sorry.
Of course I can’t say no. How can I stop when I’ve been so careful to remember me from time to time and when I see him working so hard with our story to the future?
I’ve never been so busy, and every two days the editor comes to me, and I’m a little bit of a fan base, led by the editor, and I’ve been killing the new author, and he’s doing a great job, and soon there’s a company that’s going to publish and play with IP.
I’m a little surprised that this shit is like a dream.
On the other side, I went to a depressed company, which, while not requiring me to spend much of my energy, was the game that I thought about, and I couldn’t help but watch.
Those of the Shaw team who come and go know me, modeling and scripts will come and ask me what I’m talking about, and we’ll all sit down and think about what I’m saying.
Despite all my intentions, I am tired and happy, and that is the sense of everything that I have always wanted to do.
I was needed, confirmed, loved…
The day the stars were ready to go on the line, Shaw took us to dinner, and these guys saw me cry out to a sister-in-law earlier, and when Shaw didn’t tell them about our break-up, they really gave me up like I was the boss’s wife, and I was a little embarrassed and Xiao showed them a happy look.
Shaw didn’t allow me to drink, but his little brothers turned around, and his cheeks were red, but he couldn’t sit on my side even though he was still speaking clearly.
I didn’t push him, I guess he’s a little uncomfortable, so just put him on his back.
9
The problem is I’m embarrassed.
“Shaw? You’re drunk?” I trouble the waiter with some hot water and the guy won’t get up.
“The daughter-in-law, the daughter-in-law. * He held me in his arms, * * Don’t leave me, please. * I’m sorry.
The water came out, I held the cup tight and fed him some water.
The others are drunk, and they can’t speak their tongues and keep drinking.
I quickly proposed to go home early, and those who stayed awake immediately promised that the one-on-one recovery of the unsure would be almost consensual and that Shaw left me behind.
“A daughter-in-law. “Shaw, like a bag bear, kept me like this, and every time I tried to wake him up, he opened his eyes, and he was upset, and said, “Don’t go, I’m wrong, I’m wrong, I’m wrong, don’t leave me.” I’m sorry.
“So afraid of me leaving? “Looking at him, I felt a bit sad. How did he feel when I told him to separate?”
He’s nodding.
“I’m not going. “I held him in my arms, and I was in love with the warmth of him, and I always understood that I couldn’t leave him, and that he brought me back with him a little bit of the beam moon I dared to like.
I’m the one who can stand next to him, why can’t I love him?
When the stars came online, I used my small and famous pens for a wave of propaganda, and with the great publicity of the partners, the game was a small one, and it was a great one.
I’m a little cloudy. I can’t believe it’s been a long time.
I didn’t really care when I saw the first one, but I felt something wrong when more and more malicious comments were made about physical attacks on me and even personal privacy.
Someone was messing with me, from a novel site to a multi-star game platform, and I didn’t understand until my friend sent me that little article.
The guy who came up with the rules and said that I had no idea what I was doing at the company, and that it was the editor who walked the back door that suddenly set fire to the Internet. How could I be so transparent that someone would be willing to make a game of my work and spread it so hard?
How many other people who claim to be my co-worker testify that I see a fog, and I just find it funny, and that’s how they can do it?
I’m just thinking about how to respond, and the editor has already sent a message, “Don’t rush, don’t get angry, don’t talk too much, or we’re not making a decision. I’m sorry.
“That’s all fake. I’m sorry.
“Do you know I can’t trust you? I brought you out. The editor reassured me.
I had to stop looking at those demons on the Internet for a while and get angry and turn off the computer.
“The daughter-in-law. I’m sorry.
Shaw came out in time, hugged me a little bit.
“Don’t look at all that shit. They know shit, they talk about you. I’m sorry.
My eyes are all red, and I’m a lot cooler when I see him. He’s done with me.
“I don’t read it, the editor says the website will make a statement, so let me stay out of it. I’m sorry.
“Well, leave them alone. These people, you tell them the truth, and they won’t listen. Unless you give them something strong, and you raise their interest. I’m sorry.
10
“Hmm? “I think Shaw is a little dangerous, but he’s always got his way, and I’m not worried.
And then an hour later, the editor called me crazy and asked me, “You, the one in your family who really…
“What? “I didn’t understand that until I saw the link that she threw over, I didn’t realize it was hot, but Shaw’s name was in front of me.
His platform’s identification was the product of many stars, after which he was interviewed and quickly re-emerged on the basis of remarkable appearances and talks, with a small amount of fans.
He basically had few developments, all of them when the work was issued, and this time he took the initiative to send a dynamic that was entirely unrelated to work.
He said, “My daughter-in-law, seven years in love.” It depends on strength, no back door, cooperation, process compliance and full evidence. Decrypt rhetoric, misrepresentation of the facts, cut-off, confrontation in the courts, and we will see. I’m sorry.
This clarification, as in the case of the Rap, is simple and personal and is accompanied by a picture of the evidence obtained from a lawyer.
“I, this .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . So that’s what he thought? His preservation is the strongest back-up behind me and will always reassure me.
“There has been a partial reversal in opinion, both of you and your boyfriend’s CP, but it’s still time to find out who’s behind the scene and let him apologize before you’re cleared.” We’ve already called the police. It’s not gonna take long. I’m sorry.
I thought about it, and when I got approval from the editor, I answered with my account number.
“If my story could have gone through the back door, he would have been my back door, because he brought me all that sweetness, because he worked hard to start a business and turned my high school dream stars into a reality, and he was always my God’s favorite. I’m sorry.
I rarely say such a thing, but it’s just a little bit of a sour thing I’ve done.
The comments are so sad, they say they’re sour and they’re hot.
She was so busy, she was in the studio.
I brought them dinner, and I went to see if something was wrong.
“It’s all right, it’s all right. Just finish today. “It’ll all be over tonight.” I’m sorry.
That night, Shaw sent out a post all night, and the man was stripped clean in pieces.
It is easy to identify this man from the person of interest, fans, praises, etc., and it is easy to identify him, while those who first started to jump out with rhythms were sorted out and proved to be the sailors.
This is an organized and premeditated smear.
The evidence on our side was complete, and Shaw posted some of the information about the man to a legal level, and the other side was unable to take anything but a little piece of writing, so the person who was drowned by an Internet user became the director.
Since he was taught the lessons of depression, basically we haven’t met again, and I thought it was over and I didn’t think he was coming.
And this time, I don’t want to let it go, because he denigrated me with the last attempted indecency and went with me to report the case.
Eleven.
The Director-General, who could not stand the cursing and multiple lawyer letters, finally called and apologized to me, admitting that he was just unsatisfied, and he sent an apology letter on the platform, hoping that I could drop the complaint and that he did not want to make it worse.
It’s too late. He’s the one who’s making things worse.
The depression stayed up all night until everything was over.
I thought I’d learn to do some good work for him. The fungus has been hot lately, and I bought some cuisine soup for him.
Shaw saw the fungus and looked strange.
I asked him, “Do you not like it?” I’m sorry.
Tastes good. It’s fresh.
“Moon, will you stop eating the fungus?” He looked at me very seriously and said,
“Why?”
Promise me I won’t eat again. I’m sorry.
I thought it was weird, but I nodded.
I didn’t know why until I started dancing in front of my little man.
My stomach hurts, my head is dizzy, I feel sick.
Shaw hugged me to the hospital, looked at me like a pig and grabbed my hand. I’m sorry.
I couldn’t help but nod my head. “I feel bad. I’m sorry.
“Why do you want to eat this? “Stifling down and kissing my forehead,” you promised me no more fungus. I’m sorry.
I’d like to ask him how he knew I’d be poisoned, but I couldn’t say anything with my eyelids, and I just fell asleep.
I woke up in a coma, and I was so dizzy, and my mother was crying, and I sat by my bed, and I said, “Why don’t you listen? I’m sorry.
“Mom? Where’s Shaw? He sent me to the hospital. Why is it gone?
My mother looked at me and cried, “When are you going to put him down? I’m sorry.
“Mom, what are you talking about? Don’t curse him. * I’ve been twitching, and suddenly I’m upset *
And the doctor looked at me and said, “You can’t let go of your boyfriend and you can’t eat poison mushrooms to see him. You’re a regular here. I’m sorry.
My hands are cold, and those memories fall into my head.
I forgot, or I didn’t even want to remember that Shaw was dead and dead on his way to the stars to launch the conference.
We never broke up, I just couldn’t accept it, so I had to give myself a reason why he wasn’t around.
The so-called break-up is just an excuse for me to try to survive, so that I can convince myself to live without him.
I saw him after I had eaten the poison mushrooms. He was the same.
But when I was rescued, I had to face the world without him.
So I went to the hospital once and for all to eat poison mushrooms just because I wanted to see him.
It is only in that world that Leung Moon and Siam will be together forever.
But he won’t let me eat again. I promised him.
I know he wants me to go back to my life.
He wrote the end of our story in such a decisive way, and he did his best to write how much he loved me.
So why would I stop loving him?
I write our stories and I go to his company from time to time to help, and I know he’s always there, and he’ll show up whenever I want him.
Although he won’t let me see him.
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Case number: YXX1azPQM2foL5PamUQ4rK
Love rises with the wind: with your twilight and four seasons
Rice, wait.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
