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They all say that the Queen is crazy because the Emperor married the Emperor that night.
The courtesan was surrounded by a hundred-year-old tree in the temple, all of them in a panic.
Queen Mother, you’re coming down. It’s too dangerous! I’m sorry.
“The Queen Mother, the Emperor must have a reason. I’m sorry.
I listened to the sound of a gentle, euphemism that came from the twilight of the twilight twirling and impatient, and pulled out my ears, and put out the big words: “The Emperor is sick and tired of new thoughts, leaving his wife and his son, and today the palace will jump down from here and hit its head, and then loses memory and forgets the heartless man!” I’m sorry.
“Queen’s Lady, think twice! I’m sorry.
“The Queen Mother, you’re a fake in your book. You’re only missing your arms, your legs, your memory! I’m sorry.
Word is, I’m starting to hesitate, after all, it’s not good to lose an arm.
As I hesitated, the eunuch’s eunuch arrived, scared his feet to slip and fell.
The sound of chaos came into my ears and warm liquids came down from my forehead, and all I knew was that it ended up being held up and confused to hear the words: “All the words in the palace were burned!” I’m sorry.
I was losing my mind and I fell asleep on his neck.
One.
And it was a day and a night after I woke up again, and the palace was about to be closed from the door, with thanks for its wrath, and when the temple was empty, it became more and more gruesome, as the face of the cloud was filled.
His hair was slightly tumultuous, his ink hair was tilted at random, his eyes were perturbed with blood, probably not sleeping well, and he was exhausted.
I swallowed the saliva, the light moved, and I was ready for memory loss.
“Who are you?”
Thank you for not believing in me, and for your face: “I am your father.” I’m sorry.
I had a big play that he didn’t say.
The two men were silent and silent, and finally I broke the silence.
“Daddy. I’m sorry.
“…and thank you for looking at me like a ghost, so he spits out a line: “What do you call me?” I’m sorry.
And I said, “Dad. I’m sorry.
Thanks to the swollen temples of the sun and the shivers of the air, “Song Fantasy, pretend that I’ve locked up all those scripts so you can’t see a sequel in your life.” I’m sorry.
It is said that I am full of heart, but I can’t lose it when I’m dressed: “Father, you are cruel.” I’m sorry.
Thanks to those dark eyes, I can’t see the mood, take a closer look at me, and say, “Really? I’m sorry.
I’m nodding.
“You know who I am?” I’m sorry.
“Daddy. I’m sorry.
“I’m not your father. Thank you for holding my wrist and putting it on his chest: “I am your husband.” I’m sorry.
I can’t help but see that the eyes with the lovethings of their veins, which make me look like the most glamorous faces. I have a little hotness in my ears, a little low head, trying to hide back, and I can’t move my body.
Thank you for my face, my mouth up, my face down, “Do something with your husband.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t react, I looked up at him, “What? I’m sorry.
“Do something between husband and wife. I’m sorry.
Even the Emperor’s new wife, Shen, took the best medicine to help me.
Two.
It is only natural that I cannot show my displeasure with Princess Shen, after all that I am now amnesiad and not jealous.
I looked at the unnamed thing she had brought, laughed and thanked.
Princess Shen said she was very welcome, and then she went down to clean her skirt. When I look up again, I happen to see what I sent her secretly into the entrance.
I’m not comfortable with it: I’ll taste it. I’m sorry.
And when she smiled, I felt that she was indeed beautiful, and even I was moved, and she took the black and the red and the red in her hand, and she scratched it with the white hand: “This is a twig, and it is skin outside, and it should be eaten. I’m sorry.
“No wonder it tastes bad.” I’m sorry.
And she gave me the twig, and smiled, “Eat it, it has a core, and spit it out.” I’m sorry.
I’m warm, I’m not so sick of her, I stretch out my hand, I put the twigs in my mouth, and I’m just admiring it.
“It’s delicious!”
Shen Yi smiled and looked at me.
“What are you looking at me for?” I’m sorry.
She said, “Are you done? I’m sorry.
I nod my head.
“What about the nuclear? I’m sorry.
“…”
The Queen had almost been told by Princess Shen that she had almost choked to death and that the relationship between the two had been in dispute in the palace.
3
And thank me for looking at the redness of my face, or ask me a curious question: “Did your head fall home when you married me?” I’m sorry.
I can’t remember now, and I can’t make a mistake, and I’m very good at saying, “I forgot, but I think I must have been the smartest, probably married to you, and the only force majeure left. I’m sorry.
“My Queen is so funny.” I’m sorry.
And We took water from him, and drank a few sips of it, and when we rose up again, We gave thanks for the piece of white flowers which had been lifted out of his clothes.
“What are you doing?” I’m sorry.
Thank you for being beaten directly by me, and the tone has changed: “This is my bed, and I cannot take off my clothes.” I’m sorry.
“I’m still here. Don’t you know to pay attention? I’m sorry.
Thank you for biting on your teeth and holding on to my eyelids: “You know how shy you are, why don’t you watch your little words?” I’m sorry.
“Get dressed and don’t come to my bed! I’m sorry.
“Why?”
“With your heart and mind, you’ll think differently! “On the count of three and four!”
Thank you for putting your clothes on and the fragrance of your breath. I’m sorry.
“I’ll talk to you again. I’m a dog!”
On that day, the Emperor and the Queen split up, and the two men even charted a course and set out a plan for you to go this way.
“Departure! The Emperor is in the royal garden! I’m sorry.
“Go! Go! Go! I’m sorry.
“Go, go, go! The Emperor has just left the royal room! I’m sorry.
4
And as soon as the Queen was thrown down by the Emperor, the Queen went down next to the eunuch, and the eunuch looked up and looked up at his dark face, and was careful: “O Emperor, the Queen is just jealous. Just explain. I’m sorry.
Explain? “How can I explain that she won’t let me into her bedroom?” Besides, I don’t want to be a dog! I’m sorry.
At the same time, the windows of the Royal Library were blown by the wind and a shadow ran in.
How many butterflies are embroidered with red clothes and gold shoes on her feet, and whose eyes are so strong, except for her General of the South?
“There is no door to my royal study? I’m sorry.
“Am I not afraid of being found? “Where’s Shen Yi-Ling?” I’m sorry.
Thanks also for the browsing, and for mentioning Shen Yi, he remembered his childish Queen: “In the palace of Tienyang. I’m sorry.
“Thingyang Palace”? “What is she doing in the palace?” I’m sorry.
“She wanted to celebrate the palace of stars so boring that she stayed in the palace of the sun.”
After all, both men were in a state of silence, facing each other in a state of silence, running to the palace.
The other end of the yang palace.
Shen Yi was hanging on a table, eating grapes, looking back at the Song Fantasy, trying to pick the twig, and asking, “You really lost your memory? I’m sorry.
Song Gengs put the twig in his mouth, saying, “Well. I’m sorry.
Shen Yi-Lin raised her suspicion and tried to pick her up. Who would expect a heavy weight to jump forward and fall directly on the Song Fantasy, who was crouching on the floor and suffocating his face.
The only thing that heard was a loud sound, the door of the temple was kicked open by one foot, Shen Yi was carried with a collar and Song’s vision was just breathing, locked in his throat and carried under his arm.
“Take care of your woman! I’m sorry.
The voices of both of them were ringing, and Joe was grateful and angry, as if he was going to fight the next second.
“What are you two doing? I’m sorry.
“What are you two doing?” I’m sorry.
Shen Yi-Ling explained: “I’m going to teach her how to peel twigs and slip! I’m sorry.
“That’s it?”
“Or else?”
Help…
The voice of the wind is ringing under the arm, with the neck covered by Song Fantasy, and the face is red and purple.
Thank you for the surprise: “You poisoned Shen Yi!” I’m sorry.
“You fart.” I’m sorry.
The only thing left behind by Song’s vision is a “nucleus”… and the eyes are turned upside down.
That day, the Queen was almost strangled to death, and the more well-informed revealed that when the Queen did not turn her eyes, the Queen, in front of the people, was to be killed by the Queen, and that the relationship between the three men became fascinated.
In the palace of Tienyang, she sneezes for the queen’s nuclearly shot Shen Yi: “Who scolds me?” I’m sorry.
5
“So you don’t want your father to marry you to someone else, so you want to marry the Emperor and then secretly hook up with General Joe? I’m sorry.
When the voice fell, my head hit hard, almost struck out the flowers, and you looked at me with those black eyes, “You will speak, you will not speak, you will not speak.” I’m sorry.
I displeased, “Who controls me, O you?” I’m sorry.
Thank you for the frown: “Do you still pretend not to know me? I’m sorry.
Jo Qing Myung just returned from the war, and the rumours in the palace are certainly unclear, and they say, “What’s wrong with her?” I’m sorry.
Shen Yilee’s secret ear: “What about the memory loss?” I’m sorry.
When I heard it, I didn’t like it, and my legs jumped on my bed: “I didn’t pretend, I really lost my memory.” I’m sorry.
And thank you for laughing and following me: “Well, you have lost your memory. I’m sorry.
When I was proud of my eyebrow, I heard thanks and a saying, “I also lost my memory.” I’m sorry.
“…”
You’re playing with me?
Six.
I thought the Emperor was just a joke, but I didn’t think the dog really didn’t talk to me.
On the day when I went to the garden to enjoy the flowers, I saw me running, and I stopped him, and I was unhappy: “What are you doing avoiding me?” I’m sorry.
Thank you for squeezing on your waist: “O man, I thought the pig had formed and I was terrified.” I’m sorry.
“Thank you for coming.” I’m sorry.
“Ooh? “Where is the palace girl who calls me in my name?” I’m sorry.
“Who is the Miyagi?” I’m sorry.
“Then you’re the eunuch? I’m sorry.
“Thank you, I’m a dog! * I looked at him and turned around and left. *
Thank you for being lazy behind me, for being in a good mood for the eunuchs: “I’ve been sick since I was a kid. I’m sorry.
7
The sun was dark, and the clouds covered the moon, and I put my legs on the couch, and I shook them, and suddenly I remembered the year when I first saw it, on this hundred-year-old tree of the palace of the sun.
And We took a fruit, and We ate it, and We were struck by a stone from the tree, and cast it, and We broke it out of our hands.
I am certainly inexorably angry, strangling my waist and shouting, “Where is the thief?” I’m sorry.
Thank you for wearing a black shirt and looking up at me. The star of the sword, his gentleness, his impoliteness, his impoliteness, and his impeccableness.
What you have to say is in your throat.
“Who are you? Why are you in my mother’s bed?” I’m sorry.
“I’m General Song’s daughter, Song Fantasia. I look up and I look proud: “What do you say, afraid? I’m sorry.
“The daughter of General Song? General Song is so pretty. Why are you so ugly? “Leaves lies.” I’m sorry.
That was the first time that I struck the Prince with a big hand, and his ears were pierced with red red marks, and his neck was shaved with red marks, but I was still holding on to him and crying.
“Don’t cry, I’ll buy you sugar, okay? I’m sorry.
And when I heard it, I wept, and Wept, and Wept, and Wept, and Wept, and noded, and he did not lose, and carried me back: “Brother, take you to buy sugar. I’m sorry.
I guess that’s it, brother, and the two of us were caught in the middle of the month and made a mistake.
The young Prince thanks Song for bullying him from childhood.
I took a snuff and was in a good mood: “It’s been a long time since I called his brother.” I’m sorry.
Sleeping at night with a clear dream, immersed in my memories and thanks.
I feel like someone hugged me in the arms and strangled my face like a doll.
“When I was a kid, I was a liar. I’m sorry.
I was so sleepy, I heard his voice, I was so relieved that I didn’t want to let him sleep.
“Wake up. I’m sorry.
I looked in my eyes, I looked at the main person who had a night’s dream, and the brain didn’t react, so I took a bite of thanks and kisses, and then I didn’t feel enough, and I saw his hand in his shirt.
And thank you for laughing at me, and for the cynicism of a face, and for the tenderness of your eyes: Are you going to flirt with your brother in front of everyone? I’m sorry.
When my pupils shrunk in his head, I saw Joe and Sheryl standing behind him, and his face was green enough to find a place to sew it in.
“Why, it’s too early to forget to act?” I’m sorry.
Shen Yee smiled, saying, “The phantom face is red with an apple.” I’m sorry.
When I looked at the mirror next to it, I found a bit of lint red on my cheeks, and I pulled the curtains off my bed, and I closed the door, and said, “I’m going to change!” I’m sorry.
I was relieved by the sound of the door closes outside, and I touched the red face, and I felt a little bit of pain.
I never thought I’d tell her I liked you, nor heard him say he liked me, so naturally he became a pair, as if we had been destined to be together since we met him.
I suddenly felt that there was some frustration, even more so in the field of battle than in Shen Yi, where the General fought in the sand, and the heroine was in such great shape that I liked the General only for Shen Yi, and Shen Yi was married to the Emperor, not to be greedy but to create a place for her and Joe to live.
And in contrast, I feel more and more like I’m too common to be grateful for my feelings, my calves coming forward, and I’m angry in bed.
The curtains were lifted light, and thanks were given to the fragrance of the fragrance: “The Queen rises up so much. I’m sorry.
I don’t give a shit about him. It’s all about mediocrity.
He sits next to me and plays with my hair, and my eyebrows are tender, and I’ve got a bad heart and a kiss on his neck, and he starts his eyebrow, but he’s happy with his eyes. I’m sorry.
I was wrong about my back, and I shook my head: “No, it was just an accident.” I’m sorry.
“Sorry? And thanks to me, “You can kiss me if you want, and I’ll be kicked out of bed if you want.” I’m sorry.
“I think you’re too easy to get me.” I’m sorry.
Thank you for not knowing what I mean. I’m sorry.
“The love between General Joe and Ilya is so intense that our past has been too thin. The more I say, “It’s amazing how men chase women in their own language. You didn’t even say you liked it, so I married you. I don’t like it. I’m sorry.
“That’s why you keep ignoring me? “Give me those words.” I’m sorry.
“What are you doing? You gonna burn my book again? I’m sorry.
Thanks for laughing: “How can my brother learn in his book how to be amazing – so that I can recover my work?” I’m sorry.
I put up with the high-pitched face, crossed over, and went out of bed and delivered to him the long-received text: “Student and I’ll go and play with them.” I’m sorry.
And thank you for the laziness of my bed, and for taking up a saying, “Go.” I’m sorry.
“You go out first. I’m sorry.
Thank you for saying, “Where are you going?”
“I want to change. I’m sorry.
“Oh. “Thank you, and when I thought he was going out, he came to me with his arms, as if he were a provost.” I’m sorry.
“…”
Thanks for kicking me out of the bedroom.
8
“You let the Emperor chase you again? “The Emperor is right, you’ve seen too much.” I’m sorry.
Shen Yi-Ling is funny, and the pink lips are light: “Any woman who doesn’t want the love in the script can’t remember it later, but regrets it.” I’m sorry.
“Do you think our feelings are interesting?” I’m sorry.
Shen Yi said, “It’s okay, it’s not as loud as it sounds. I’m sorry.
The voice just fell and Joe stood up.
“What are you doing? I’m sorry.
Joe left a message: “I think you two can write a script.” I’m sorry.
“I think you and the Emperor can write a book, too. I’m sorry.
“We don’t even like to say it. It’s gonna be timid. I’m sorry.
“But the Emperor has not said anything but that he has declared to the people that you are his precious treasure. I’m sorry.
“Where do you see it?” I’m sorry.
“When the Emperor married you, he left a Queen above the Hall, and took you in spite of the impeachment of his people.” I’m sorry.
I’ve never heard anyone say that, but I was wondering why I was so ordinary and capable of being queen.
“How can I not know? I’m sorry.
“It’s also a nice thing to say to me. He probably won’t let anybody chew his tongue. I’m sorry.
It’s like I’m covered in paper and I’m a little upset. It seems as if he has almost forgotten that he is the king of the South, who is not the last of his life, but that he can be used to this unsuspecting image.
I felt a bit guilty, and I just got up, and I saw thanks for coming out, and he was wearing a green dress, and he was embroidered with a silver-wielding twilight twirl between my eyebrows, and I was a little dazzled and I didn’t know what spring and autumn was.
I sat in my own yard that year, and the teenagers came over the wall, dressed in fresh clothes and pissed me off.
And he took hold of my hand, and his eye was as gentle as he had been, and his voice was a little excited: “I will marry you.” I’m sorry.
At that time I thought it was a natural thing to marry him, but it wasn’t strange, it was just a little light, and I didn’t notice the young man’s look that was lost.
And it was not until a few years later that I knew that he had been above the courtyard, and that he had just given me nothing in order to marry me, and that he had not brought me any emotion, and that his words were easy.
He must have thought I didn’t like him that much, so he was so disappointed.
9
The hot air of the just-hot twirl rose and Shen Yi retreated, leaving me alone with thanks.
The old man’s wife, though, hasn’t seen me in years, and he’s standing before me and he’s nervous.
It’s so sweet, thanks for the sudden opening. I’m sorry.
I can’t believe that even his voice is a little ecstatic, and I look up: “Ah! I’m sorry.
And thank you for the smile of your eyes, but instead of the scribbling of your children, it began to become a bit of formality and decency: “Snuck out of the palace.” I’m sorry.
“Huh? Forgive me for what I have read, and think that he is going to take me away: “No, no, how can you abandon the mountains? I am not the Lord of the evil nation and how can you take me away?” I’m sorry.
“Wasn’t that country a disaster?” “It sounds exciting to run away.” I’m sorry.
I’ve yet to respond, thank you for taking my hand, for putting on high ponytails, for standing up on the back, and for wearing black and bright eyes on the skin of the white jade, and now pouring “Let’s run away once while we’re young.” I’m sorry.
And he dragged me out of his bed, and the winds that were blowing around brought warmth, and the sun was laid on him, and he was dazzled.
And suddenly We found that the face of the man whom I saw day by day seemed like this.
I’m a young man in a fresh dress, and I’m in a good mood.
It must be you, the end of a good dream, no matter how many times you start over, even if it’s true memory loss.
You’re the one I saw when I was young.
10
“It’s too much to say, elope without both of us. “The one who ran away pointed at us and said, “No more friends!” I’m sorry.
Thank you for your dark face: “Don’t be friends with us. What are you doing here? I’m sorry.
“Well? Shen Yi strangling his waist: “I also thought of a two-person world. No, I’m here. I have four. I’m sorry.
Thanks for the fire and the roasted chicken.
And the eloquence that arose, with no money, and with two burdens, it was painful to thank, and a few unprepared men were crouching in a broken temple, in cold, cold and straight.
“I don’t want to play with money. I’m so proud of it. @George: #Gaza #Gaza
I rubbed my arm, and I complained, “Thank you for being stupid or not, you two are stupid.” I’m sorry.
“I don’t think you have it? I’m sorry.
“Come on, come on. Thanks for the chicken leg. I’m sorry.
I took it and ate it, but I wasn’t so angry, and little experience was new.
The moon’s darker and leakier.
Shen Ilo’s back on the rise, thinking of a ghost story, and he’s so excited to tell us.
I was afraid, and I didn’t want to hear, and I didn’t know what madness I was smoking, but I dragged my arm and sat next to Shen Yi’s, with my eyebrow, and the prodigal son: “Don’t be afraid, brother will protect you.” I’m sorry.
I guess he didn’t hold up his fart, staring at him, or sitting right next to him.
Joe is holding Shen Yi as a fearing precursor.
Thank you for looking back at me and pouring out your hand: “Fear!” I’m sorry.
“…”
I ignored him and listened to Shen Yi-Lean with his chin and thanked him for taking my chin hand out of control, and for putting me on my knees.
I reached out to him in a bad way, and the latter laughed and held my hand tight.
Eleven.
“It’s in a village in the North…”
“Why tell the story of the North? I’m sorry.
And We choked his hand and made him shut up, and he looked back and smiled at me, and said, “I must listen to my wife.” I’m sorry.
I couldn’t help but laugh and listen to Shen Yi-Ling.
“There’s a red woman in the village who sings night and night…”
“Fuck! I looked at Joe’s red shirt, and my hair would rise up, “Can you change the color?” I’m sorry.
Don’t interrupt her! “Let’s continue. I’m sorry.
“The voice of a red woman is so strange that everyone hears different voices, either crying, laughter, or nearing the hysteria of death. The village people were surprised because they found out that everyone had seen her, but none had seen her on a day-to-day basis. I’m sorry.
The wind came in from the temple gate, and it was a little cooler, and I squirted and leaned towards him, and he listened very seriously, as if he had forgotten what he had said to protect me.
“That night, a child named Fish went to the bathroom at night, and a child who was asleep felt not far away, and had a pair of eyes staring at him, and he had a chill on his back, raised his pants, and the ghost made him walk away. I’m sorry.
Too strong for my introspection, and I was afraid to give in to my arms, and to give thanks to my eyes, and to my waist, and whispered in my ear: “As a lady, it smells so good.” I’m sorry.
I had a red face, I didn’t feel scared, and I hung my face over his legs and listened.
“A little red light in the grass, and the more it goes in, the more true the child’s crying, the fish picks up a stick, picks up the bush, and he’s so scared, because…”
When Shen Yi’s eyes were so big, I couldn’t help but look at them like a vortex, and suddenly she kept her voice down: “That’s a red woman in blood. I’m sorry.
I had a cold tremor, I couldn’t help but look at Joe, and he snuggled his lips, and his voice cooled: “But the woman was staring behind the fish.” I’m sorry.
“What happened behind you?” I’m sorry.
Joe smiles, “Look back…”
And all of us strutted, and in spite of the great fear, they turned back.
“…”
And when the warm lips were put on them, and he smiled with joy: “What is the matter with your brother?” I’m sorry.
“You’re not sick. I’m sorry.
I pushed him, and thanks were more interesting: “It’s like apples. I’m sorry.
“You’re like a banana. I’m sorry.
“What do I look like? I’m sorry.
“Banana. I’m sorry.
Thank you for looking at me funny: “Where is it?” I’m sorry.
“…”
Shen Yi-Leun made us laugh: “Are you kids?” I’m sorry.
I left my mouth open: “There are more children than he knows. I’m sorry.
The gates of the temple were not firm, and the cold wind was growing stronger, and whiteness was added to the darkness of the night.
It was so sad when Joe was reminded of his war: “I was hiding in a temple when my life was unknown.” I’m sorry.
Shen Yi-Ling’s hands were shaking a bit, and it’s complicated.
Joe looks at her face, and she feels so bad: “If I knew that you liked me, I would have done everything I could to tell you that I was alive and that you would not have waited two years for me to die.” I’m sorry.
Shen Yee made a smile: “If you die, I will not live alone.” I’m sorry.
I was touched by the seriousness of the two of them, and I was sad, remembering the day I said thank you for marrying me, and suddenly I asked, “Do you have anything to regret and want to make up for it?” I’m sorry.
“Yes, it’s late to meet. “I want to be like you, like the Emperor’s queen. I’m sorry.
Thank you for thinking about it and saying, “I didn’t say I liked you, I didn’t give you a chance to experience the fiercely plum,
Shen Yi intervened: “It’s not like she went back to burn her speech book, wrong payment, wrong payment. I’m sorry.
“What about you?” I’m sorry.
I look back and thank you, and I think it’ll make up for a little bit of what happened: “When you went over the wall and told me to marry me, I should have told you how much I liked you and how determined I wanted to marry you. I’m sorry.
His eyebrow was a shock to what I had never said to him, and it had been too long since.
How do you know that I’ve spent thousands of years in hiding in days when I thought I was forced to marry you?
Really, it hurts.
12
The sky had just turned its bellies, and I saw him looking at me with his eyes open, but it did scare me.
“What are you doing?”
“Slow down. “They’re still awake. I’m sorry.
“Oh. I pushed him out, but I couldn’t push him: “I want to get up. I’m sorry.
Thanks for holding my hand so that I wouldn’t move and laughing like a bitch: “Just give your brother a kiss and get you up.” I’m sorry.
How could this man be so ashamed?
Good thing I’m shameless.
I grabbed his neck, kissed him, touched him, thanked him for the vagueness of what he had said, burned my eyes, grabbed my back, kissed him.
The breath squirted to my neck, and brought a mosaic, and the man gave a sweet fruit to his death, and immediately took it back: “Let you taste what you have always done to me, and then you are not responsible.” I’m sorry.
And there was a red cloud on his face, and I buried my head in his chest and laughed.
“Get married. I’m sorry.
He suddenly said.
I looked up at him, “What did you say? I’m sorry.
He pinched my face and said, “Here, as an ordinary person. I’m sorry.
I’m just a regular person.
I was moved by the fact that Shen Yi’s head rose slowly from behind the thanks, and the murky saying, “Take us one.” I’m sorry.
“…”
13
There is no phoenix, no high courtesies, but a place in the heavens and the earth to complete our childhood regret.
Joe and Shen Yi-Ling have not been in court.
Song Fantasy and Xie Yiu didn’t say like.
Just a few years later, when you’re young, you start over.
“I like you. I’m sorry.
“Enaha Ho, for years. I’m sorry.
(concluded)
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
