When he called and yelled at the scum, his hands were tied to the green tree of the balcony.
On the following day, the school governor issued a warrant for arrest on the main school platforms:
“Who is it? I’m sorry.
“Who is it that pulled the thorn from my cactus?”
It’s a bowl of bald cactus.
After brushing the warrant on this white wall, I went straight to the carp and sat down in a bed with death.
Yesterday, I was walking and calling and yelling at the scum, passing through the boys’ dorm, and it was the green tree of the balcony on the first floor.
But I left the contact to say compensation.
It’s probably blown away by the wind, and it’s still blowing away.
I shivered my hands and commented under the white wall:
“The thorn of the cactus seems to fall out of nature. I’m sorry.
“The stinging of the flesh next to it is natural.” I’m sorry.
It’s a pictogram of meat with cactus pricks.
There were a lot of crowds watching the comments, and there was a lot of confusion:
“In the days of the world, the hearts are not ancient. I’m sorry.
“Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!” I’m sorry.
“How could anyone do something like this? I’m sorry.
“Oh, this pervert is not from our college.”
“Damn it, I put my meat next to you, and it must have been a disaster. I curse this pervert’s end-of-life hang-up! I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
I can’t bear it.
I typed “You fart!” I saw it last night. I only had a bowl of meat! I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
The comment area that was built quickly was quiet.
And I had an extra friend apply.
Note: Xinjiang.
And I thought that there was nothing wrong in my head, so I set my heart in motion, and the roommates who were down there said, “Do you eat melons, and the cactus of Zhui An is in trouble. I heard that Zhui Ziang has threatened to catch the man whose hands were stung, and he’s going to stab me to death. I’m sorry.
The rest of the dormitory started laughing, and they looked at me, “Why don’t you laugh?” I’m sorry.
“I’m not laughing because my nature doesn’t like to laugh…”
This friend I dare pass?
I buttoned up my phone and prayed online that he wouldn’t find me if I didn’t pass.
But who could have guessed that the Zilong An had asked me about my account number and found my name class.
I was in botanical class this day, and I had a yawn, and the rest of the light was on the window with a dark, dark look.
All I see is the twigs leaning down the hall, and the cold and handsome face is full of gas and staring straight at me with their arms.
It’s like getting killed.
I’m scared, I’m losing sight, I’m sweating.
I haven’t had time to think.
What to do…
Old professor: “Okay, class’s off. I’m sorry.
And I was thinking, and I was rushing to the podium, and I said, “Teacher, I have something to discuss with you. I’m sorry.
The old professor has a happy look and nod: “Okay, you come with me to the office. I’m sorry.
I’m busy.
When I went out with the old professor, I hid by his side, and I died.
I didn’t think that she was following me, moving from the classroom to the office and staring at me like she was dying.
I took a little sweat off my forehead.
The old professor drank tea and asked me, “What is your problem, speak.” I’m sorry.
I was silent for a minute, and I asked, “Can the walnuts that were caught in the door fill their brains?” I’m sorry.
Old professor:
His face is very unhappy: “Seriously, this fellow student, take it seriously.” I’m sorry.
I looked out the window.
I was greeted without face.
Why the fuck are you still here?
I’ll be dead by now!
What to do…
The phone on the table turned on, and the old professor looked at it and returned a voice: “I know, I’ll be back for dinner.” I’m sorry.
I pulled the professor’s sleeve. I’m hungry too. I’m sorry.
Professor:
I ended up at the old professor’s house with a dumpling on my face.
I went to school the next day with care, but I didn’t see her.
Did he let me go?
I haven’t had time to breathe. The roommate sent me a message to see the white wall.
I had a bad feeling that the fire was going, but I saw a selfie on the white wall, and he had scissors, and he aimed at my end-of-life tomato seed.
“You have half an hour to rescue your final homework. I’m sorry.
The letter was sent 25 minutes ago.
Shit!
I pulled my leg and ran to the garden, and that day I ran and even went to school gossip.
I’m in love.
No, I’m a life for a life.
Give my dog’s life for my little tomato.
And when I got there, the Zilong An was crouching in front of my little tomato and poking in that fragile flower.
“Don’t touch it! I’m sorry.
“Why aren’t you hiding?” I’m sorry.
We apologized with both hands: “I was wrong.” I’m sorry.
He said, “What should the police do if an apology is useful? I will pay you back for what you killed me, and I will kill your son. I’m sorry.
The passing students heard the incomprehensible sight of us.
I’m:
What’s wrong with you?
Who has nothing to call cactus?
I watched him pick up the scissors, and I was like, “Wait! I can heal!”
And he moved, and I went on to say, “Your cactus was a prick, and it was sick at first sight. My professional counterpart, I will cure you.” I’m sorry.
But I put down my scissors and my hanging heart fell back inside.
I was just about to talk to him, and when the Zenko-Ann stood up, he was a little bit unstable, and he just kicked my tomato.
“Am’s”
I said, “Do you know that I am like you?” I’m sorry.
“What?”
I smiled: “I’ll pay for this.” I’m sorry.
At the school hospital, the school doctor looked at the Zilong’s green feet and wondered: “Did you just say that he was born? I’m sorry.
“Yes.” I’m sorry.
His face was greener than his back.
“I stepped on your homework, you stepped on my feet. This is a fine number, and you’ll be responsible for my beauty and incense…”
I wondered, “What do you say I do?” I’m sorry.
“I say my beauty…”
“Who’s good? I’m sorry.
“I am…”
“Your what?”
“…”
I’m staring into the eyes of Ann, and I don’t care.
Two people put together 200 eyes, and no one will be fooled.
Even though I was scolding people that night, it became clear that his two green plants were already in staggered, and that the cactus had fallen out of their pricks, and it was clear that the roots were rotting in small areas, not to mention meat, and that they were dying.
If Anchovie didn’t deliberately kill them, he was a plant killer.
And…
What kind of man gives a cactus a name?
This guy kicked me out of my finals, my grades were in danger and now he wants to touch the china.
No way!
I don’t care if you’re a schoolboy or an asshole. I’m your dad on the edge of a hangup!
It’s as cold as killing a fish in Tai Yufa.
I guess my mental state is too dangerous to say anything.
At night I lay in bed thinking about my little tomato.
I replanted the stomped tomatoes in the afternoon and I didn’t know how it was.
The more I thought about it, the more I couldn’t sleep, the more I put on my clothes and went to my garden.
Who would have thought!
I haven’t been to the place yet, and I’ve seen a man crouching in front of a little tomato, as if he was reaching out for something.
I had an earthquake with my pupils, and I said, “Death to Grandpa!” I’m sorry.
Then a kick kicked past.
Or familiar school hospital.
The school doctor looked at the broken legs of the gills, and he was silent: “He was born to break his legs. I’m sorry.
I nodded to half of the look of the upper twilight, and shook my head, and my heart said, “I did it.” I’m sorry.
The school doctor looked me in the eye and said, “Yo, you’re a good fighter. I’m sorry.
“I kicked him in the back and sat on his leg…”
School doctor:
In the end, he had a complex look at the shoulder of the poacher, treated his legs and passed a cane.
I asked, “Doc, is there anything to be noticed about his leg? I’m sorry.
The school doctor looked at me in the face, “Just watch out for you.” I’m sorry.
I’m:
Are you polite?
I looked at his leg and had little conscience, and I asked him, “Well, if you’ll give me something, I’ll see if I can save it.” I’m sorry.
“What did you say? I’m sorry.
“If you don’t give it to me…”
“Who do I give the magic to?”
“I am…”
“What do I give you?”
The twirls were shaking their legs.
I don’t know.
I’m silent: “It’s wonderful, it’s nice.” I’m sorry.
“Yes, come down tomorrow morning for the last class at the school hall. I’m sorry.
After that, he put half his body on me and asked me to take him back to his dorm.
If it’s 140 pounds, it’s 139 pounds.
That’s pretty good.
The next morning, Zizu was waiting at the entrance to the school building.
I wrapped my dying cactus and meat in my bag, and I was just about to go, and suddenly there was a heavy rain, and the soy drops were so fast.
I didn’t have an umbrella, I was going to shower to the dorms, and I saw the twigs with crutches and the frown of the rain.
The students next door either ran out in the rain or shared an umbrella with their friends, and it seemed a little lonely at the moment that the Zilong An was not close.
I don’t know why I’m hanging out with this angry, fighting school bull.
He went to the mini-mart next to his head and borrowed the invincible umbrella from the door, and took it up to the twilight, “Go and take you back to your dorm.” I’m sorry.
I was the focus of the whole scene.
He looked me in the eye for a few seconds and said nothing about going under the umbrella and going out with me.
It’s getting worse and stronger. I don’t get it.
“What did you just say? I’m sorry.
“I say you are special. I’m sorry.
Listen…
Hissing, something’s wrong.
I cleaned my throat, a little further away from Zen, a little shy, and said, “Well, let me say in advance, don’t think about me, I don’t like this one.” I’m sorry.
The twilight is silent.
He can’t stop biting his teeth: “You can’t understand unless you’re curious.” I’m sorry.
I look like I’m getting wet and half-tied, and I’m in a bad mood.
When I got back to the dorm, I looked at the green tree, and the cactus did rot.
In order to be clear, I had to pass the Wisdom of Sun Zi An and ask him, “Did you really take good care of you?” I’m sorry.
“Who are you questioning? I’m sorry.
He shouldn’t be so confident.
“I watered eight times a day.” I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
We said, “You can see that you are proud, but do not be proud. I’m sorry.
Eight times a day, it must be in his head.
It’s bad, but it’s not incurable.
I removed the rotting parts and re-ported them, and now it’s up to God.
During the fragrances and fragrances, the gills can send 800 messages a day asking about them.
Even forced me to put his trust on the top so that I could receive the information in time.
I did the shielding.
The cactus grew new roots and I kept them for another week before I returned them to Xinjiang.
That’s it!
The next day I went to school and saw a flag on the white wall of the classroom, and it said, “My dear friend Lin Ye Bai returned to the spring, saved my life, and sent a flag as a sign of gratitude.” I’m sorry.
I’ve been in front of the flag for a long time.
Are you touched?
Don’t move.
God damn baby root.
What’s the difference between shit in class?
“Did you see the flag I sent?” 」.jpg”
I said, “There you are…”
“What is your blessing?” I’m sorry.
I said, “I’m so relieved. I’m sorry.
It’s too early to say. The flag was filmed all over the gossip, and several boys came anonymously to ask if I could cure it.
Fix his grandma’s leg!
I’m going to give him a song to be polite.
The next day, at noon, on the school radio, the voice of the Cream Woman was heard: “The next song is given by a class 172 in modern agriculture by Lim Ye Bai to An of Mathematics…”
“This song is so full of fun, it’s called “Don’t look at me.” I’m sorry.
And then there was a very generous song all over the campus.
“Don’t look at me, don’t look at me, you can’t find me.
“When I show up in front of you, I scare you.
“La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la”
I’m lying in bed, listening to the sound of the song and the sound of the phone.
Close your eyes peacefully.
Yes!
Towards the end of the week, I went to another school block on Friday night to attend a group event, and it was too late to catch the last bus, and I started running off on a bus as I was about to go to the dormitory.
The school is geographically remote and no one is on the street at this time.
I just went around the school side door, and I got a couple of drunks walking around and blocking my way.
“Sister, where did you come from? I’m sorry.
“Don’t hurry, drink with your brothers…”
“That’s right, brothers are the most painful. I’m sorry.
Said one of them had to pull my hand and get away from me.
Look at a couple of drunks. I’m sick:
“As soon as you’re drunk, find a trash can to automatically classify, remember the bad one. I’m sorry.
And I will leave, and I will come near my closest man, who has not yet been able to leave, but to hear one scream, and he is kicked a metre away.
We turned back, and saw the twilight face.
He did not say anything, yet another one of them was dragged by the collar and fell on the ground, and the remaining few were in a bad position to lift them up and run.
Until the quiet streets are just me and Zilong An.
And his eyes fell upon me, and he stood still, and he frowned: Are you all right?
I said, “It’s over. I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong?” I’m sorry.
“It’s time to go. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
“Are you okay, silly? I’m sorry.
He looked at us, and none of us laughed.
I shot him on his shoulder with joy: “Go, stay at the luxury hotel!” I’m sorry.
It has proved that words cannot be too full.
At this point, for example, I’m standing at the front of a luxury hotel, and I can’t afford two rooms because I spent too much the other day.
It’s embarrassing enough.
I turned and looked at Anne, who was sitting on the couch in the hall, and I was thinking.
Tell him I’m not gonna be a little embarrassed without money. The answer is yes.
I just hesitated to have an idea in my head.
And I waved to the front desk, and Smiling said, “When he comes to register, will you say that there is only one room left in the hotel?”
I blinked on the little sister at the front desk.
“Whatever you say, there’s only one room!” I’m sorry.
“That’s it!”
Yes, perfect.
And I turned my head and I was going to call him An, but I put my head on his chest.
Shit!
I don’t know when she stood behind me…
Then he won’t hear what I just said to her.
I’m squirming at the look on the face.
Well, he didn’t seem to respond.
No, what’s with the red ears?
Whatever! I’m not ashamed!
I was going to have a double room for one night.
It’s a big bed in the room.
That means… a big bed is 30 bucks cheaper than a double.
The little sister at the front desk was so good at thinking about it for me.
But the big bed was a little awkward, and I still had the difference of $30, so I called the front desk.
“Hello, we want a new room. I’m sorry.
“Sorry, this is the only room left. I’m sorry.
“Ahem. It’s me. I want a new room. I’m sorry.
“This is really the only room left. I’m sorry.
“Cough, cough, or not this room…”
“This is the only room left. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
This little sister is stubborn…
I can’t help it. I’m glad I have a couch to sleep.
As soon as I got into the room, the whole person sat on the sofa, and I offered to sleep on the sofa to ease the embarrassment, after all, the sofa was relatively narrow and the girls were tired and the boys couldn’t sleep.
I didn’t say anything.
That’s the arrangement, but who would have thought I’d get up in the middle of the night and go to bed when I was confused.
I was thinking of holding the doll next to me, and the whole person hugged Anne from behind.
Both of them woke up.
“Aah!”
I held out my hand and turned on the light, and I only saw the twilight and Allah being bullied.
I said, “Come on, I’m a gangster. I’m sorry.
“Isn’t it?”
“You fart!”
“This is the only room left, you didn’t mean it. I’m sorry.
Shit! He heard it!
Shame on Grandma!
I didn’t say anything, but it was a little awkward, and I was about to crawl out of the bed, and the frown was frowning: “Sleep there, this place is big enough, and I can’t stand it. I’m sorry.
“If you come here on purpose, you don’t have to.” I’m sorry.
Thinking about what just happened, I put up with it!
And We turned off the light, and lay down on a bed with the twig, as if it were a galaxy.
We didn’t sleep at all. We heard each other turn over.
One turns over, and we face each other, looking at each other.
How embarrassing and embarrassing.
I laughed twice, “Do you listen to the song?” I’m sorry.
He went down, “Ahem, too. I’m sorry.
So I touched my cell phone, and I lit the last song.
“Don’t look at me, don’t look at me, you can’t find me.
“When I show up in front of you, I scare you.
“La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la”
The air is quiet.
“Am’s”
“It was an accident. I’m sorry.
In the dark, I can see the twilight of the twilight, he pulls up in the upper half and stares at me, “You did it on purpose?” I’m sorry.
I swallowed the saliva: “What a surprise. I’m sorry.
I think the song must have hurt her so much, and I thought, “Believe yourself.” I’m sorry.
“Am’s”
When I returned to school the next day, there was something wrong with her.
I’m a little scared of him, especially at this moment when I saw him standing outside the window.
The day before the dream came to an end because of the beauty of the incense.
The bells were ringing, and the students continued to walk, and the hyenas stood behind the wall and stood still outside the door.
The old professor was twisting the cup of warmth, and I came to him and said, “Does the teacher still make dumplings today?” I’m sorry.
Old professor:
I had to move out before I finished my meal, but I didn’t think that I was staring at Anne for a few seconds and saying, “Let’s eat.” I’m sorry.
I said, “Will you please? I’m sorry.
“I’m asking you.” I’m sorry.
Let’s go! I’m sorry.
I went too fast and even ignored his laughter.
The cost of living of the hotel’s money is further aggravated by the fact that guests are invited for free.
I lit a full plate, ate it up a little bit, took a break, kept eating.
“It’s not enough to eat.” I’m sorry.
“What is it, even agricultural college is a waste of food, and who can be trusted to cherish it. I’m sorry.
I’m not talking.
A few boys in jerseys were passing by, they were going to the pick-up table with their dinner plates, and when they were passing through Zilong An, they were calling out to Brother Ziang.
“You’ve eaten?” I’m sorry.
“Aah?”
Those boys are dead.
There’s more or less left on their plate.
“Call on food to see? I’m sorry.
“Okay…”
I watched the boys sit down and eat their butts, and I looked down at Anne, who was right across my eyes, and I saw him picking at me with his chin, like a child to be commended.
It’s kind of cute.
After dinner, Ann asked me if I was going to East School today, and I noded: “Well, the event lasted two days. I’m sorry.
I was on the last bus that night, and I got off and started running. There was a sudden fear near the side gate, and there was no security booth, and there were so many drunks.
I’m afraid I’m going to catch up with the last time.
But I didn’t think I’d come to the side door and see a familiar figure. Under the streetlight, the light was dazzling, and the man was wearing a duck tongue cap and a cigarette was caught between his fingers.
The twilight looked up and saw me.
I said, “What are you doing here? I’m sorry.
“There’s something wrong, I didn’t expect to see you.” I’m sorry.
After that he crossed me to the school entrance.
When I was standing in the back, he turned around, and his eyebrow seemed a little impatient: “Let’s go. I’m sorry.
It’s over. Am I shaking M?
Why is he so impatient that I can’t feel my heart beating?
The first half of the month of the holidays, the coaches told us to take us out for a week.
I’m the one who sent this message to her.
Apparently, that’s what I’m talking about.
I had to say, “I want you to take care of my little tomatoes, and I’ll come back soon, and I’m afraid of another accident.” I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
It’s obvious I didn’t expect him to take care of him, just to find a slope.
But I didn’t expect an accident.
On the third night of school leaving, the city of A, which is forecast to be the largest rainfall in the quarter, was the day before I removed the tomato plastic shed.
What can I do?
I’ve contacted my roommates, and they’re invincible.
I’m suffocating. It’s a tough little tomato life.
I couldn’t sleep on a hotel bed and I brushed my phone.
Students at the Agricultural College on the White Wall cried and cried their homework out.
Since we’re all the same, I’m relieved.
Even worse than me, the work has matured and washed away by the rain.
The sudden increase in the heat of a brush is a photograph of a male with a blurry back and a plastic film in the rain.
“Damn this brother-in-law b, he’s covered in the rain for an hour and he’s the only one! I’m sorry.
Although it was just a shadow, it was taken in the rain, but I recognized it at first sight.
It’s Zen.
He’s really taking care of my tomatoes.
I’ve dialed the phone number of Xinjiang, and it’ll be over there soon. I’m sorry.
“Ahem, it’s me.”
There was a noise of closure, and then there was a wind.
We said, “It seems that the rain is heavy on your side. I’m sorry.
He said, “Don’t worry, I’ll cover you with your tomatoes. I’m sorry.
“It’s raining so hard, isn’t it? I’m sorry.
Cut, who am I? It’s done in five minutes. I’m sorry.
“Oh, I can’t wait to laugh.” I’m sorry.
“Do you drink hot water?” It rained so long today. I’m sorry.
“Drink, I’m not in the rain.” I’m sorry.
I’m:
Well, a strong Chinese man in life.
I’ve been thinking about going back to school every day for the remaining days, and I don’t know if it’s little tomatoes or something.
On the way back to school on the train, I saw some green-solders on the side of the road, and one of the cactuses looked good.
I bought it. I’m gonna have to give it back.
I’m not so cheap.
But the bald cactus was kind of ugly, and I was thinking of having a pot for it, and I just left outside school with the coaches.
I didn’t think I’d see Qiu Yuan in the pot.
This idiot.
And not only did he slag my best friend and set foot on two ships, but he also made me a fortune in the name of my best friend, and if it was not for the scolding of him, I would not have taken the cactus of Anthem by fire.
In short, it’s the fucking source of sin.
I was standing behind him, watching him hugging his new girlfriend, and I painted his ex-girlfriend, and that’s my best friend Pua.
And so he said, “And her best friend, who planted land at the farm school, who was a bad man on a land, asked me to borrow a lot of money to buy luxury goods and never paid back.” I’m sorry.
“Oh, my God, there are people like this. I’m sorry.
Qiu Yuan shakes his head: “Forget it, be a beggar…”
“Put on your mother! I’m sorry.
I slapped him in the back and Qiu was screaming and lying on the floor.
Cut, that’s a good one. Am I that strong?
The people around looked at me in a panic.
I looked down.
Yes? Where’s my cactus?
When I was asked where I was, I looked at Qiu Yuan, who was pulling out of the stabbing, and said, “hospital.” I’m sorry.
The Qiu-an came here soon and saw Qiu Yuan come straight to pick up his collar: “You hit her?” I’m sorry.
Qiu Yuan pointed at his own half of the pricked face: “Boss, look, the victim is me! I’m sorry.
I’m going to go up there and beat him up again: “Don’t you fucking say that! I’m sorry.
“The beating is not good here.” I’m sorry.
When I calmed down, he untied his hand and whispered, “It’s too hard to hit with cactus.” I’m sorry.
I looked at him, “But this cactus was for you, and it’s gone.” I’m sorry.
“You deserve my fucking cactus!” I’m sorry.
We stopped him: “It’s not good to hit people here. I’m sorry.
“Am’s”
I was happy when I revealed the true nature of Qiu Yuan and returned the money that I had been put into, and I began to say, “Go, eat your supper. This is a very rich time.” I’m sorry.
“And when is there no money?”
I laughed, “That’s not the point. I’m sorry.
We’re out of the hospital, we’re taking a cab on the side of the road. It’s a little windy. I don’t feel like I’m shrunk.
“Take this for me.” I’m sorry.
I’m:
That’s right.
Huh, man.
I just put on my coat, and the sound of a clutter girl sounded not far:
Zoan? I’m sorry.
I’m just going through.
A girl in a long skirt, wearing a fashion bag, at first glance tied to a twig in a leisurely physique.
And I’ve just come back in practice with a big bag of luggage, a little out of place.
“I haven’t seen you in a long time. What’s different? I’m sorry.
“It’s more like your mother.” I’m sorry.
“It’s because my mom looks so good and I can’t pull my leg.” I’m sorry.
“I mean, now I see your mom and I’m mad. I’m sorry.
“Ann! I’ll be really angry if you marry me after all this! I’m sorry.
“Don’t talk about terror.” One more thing. I’m sorry.
I’ll leave when I’m done.
A girl who hasn’t looked at me at all and deliberately ignored me.
I don’t know why. I looked at the girl and she picked me.
Like, provocation.
For the first time, I used to call a girl a pussy.
And…
I turned my eyes on her.
I didn’t ask about the girl.
I’m surprised that the girl who came to me first.
She found my contact, asked me to meet at the coffee shop outside the school.
“I’m the fiancée of Xinjiang, my name is Fong. I’m sorry.
She held her arm and looked at me with her chin.
I said, “Oh. I’m sorry.
“I’ve been dating a child since I was a kid. I’m sorry.
“Oh. I’m sorry.
“The Zilong Anne loves me, and he has a cactus, called “The Great.” I’m sorry.
I’m:
Oh, shit!
I didn’t listen to what happened after I said.
I’m the idiot if I talk to you.
It’s been a long time, you know.
But the cactus is amazingly true…
The more you want to get mad!
When he returned to the dorm, he received information that he had sent several successive messages that I had not returned.
And then I saw him send a picture of the cactus: “My beauty seems to be in trouble again. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
Holy shit!
I reply: “Take care of your good work.” Smile.jpg”
This year’s final examination college recruited agricultural experts from outside to score our finals.
My little tomato, though full of frost, is about to crash and mature.
Agricultural experts, dressed in ground-based work clothes, walked through our test fields, and as they passed through my land, the leading professor stopped, pointing at the sign that was on my side of the field and asked, “What is this? I’m sorry.
I’m serious: “It’s my name for the tomato.” I’m sorry.
The sign says, “It’s good to hear. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
The professor took a long look at me and left without saying anything.
At night she sat right next to me in the cafeteria and I was eating chicken legs.
The professor looked at me and said, “Why do you name plants? I’m sorry.
And I said, “It’s nothing. I’m sorry.
Professor: “You are like my son, and he likes to name plants. I’m sorry.
I said, “Yes, your son should have a good sense of what you say, and the name should be a new one, not a good one, but a good one.”
I’m so tired of shaking my head.
The professor laughed and didn’t talk.
“Mom. I’m sorry.
There was a shadow in front of me, and I looked up and I saw Ann.
That’s not the point. The point is — who’s he calling Mom?
And I looked at the professor in a stiff turn, and she laughed, and she smiled, and she said, “Listen to you, Lin Ye white, right? Hello, I’m his mother, I’m Omei.” I’m sorry.
She focused on the good word.
And We stand still, like a thunderbolt.
I didn’t turn back until I was pulled out by the Zilong An, and then I grabbed his sleeve, “Wait, what’s your father’s name?” I’m sorry.
“Sigh. I’m sorry.
Zhang…
Who the fuck named the plants Mom and Dad?
“We have a bowl of bamboo called Zilong An.” I’m sorry.
I’m in a very complicated mood.
“I heard you named the tomato.” What’s your name?”
I’m:
He says he’s been against his family for years.
However, the family has a face in the country and has been accused of having a divorce date.
Finally, Professor Yu Yui gave a son a chance to feed a pot of cactus with a bowl of meat for a year.
As long as it works, the doll kisses them.
It’s been a year since I pulled the stabbing and stinged the meat.
No wonder they threatened to stab me with more meat.
It’s not…
It seems like something important has been forgotten.
Then I remembered the pupil earthquake, and I ran with the hyena, and I said, “Didn’t the other day come up with a problem?” Show me!
Zilong Ziang pulled me back, and I didn’t notice that I ran into him.
“I’m lying to you. I’m sorry.
“What? I’m sorry.
“The cactus is fine. I just want to see you, so I’ve got a million excuses. I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
“Then why are you so concerned about this name, and what’s the point?” I’m sorry.
He looked me in the eye as if he’d squeezed me.
But I won’t!
I grabbed his collar and I kissed him in the corner:
“Because I like you!”
I’m a little embarrassed after the kiss.
As if a normal girl wouldn’t be like this… ..and when it’s over, Ziquian won’t be scared.
I looked to my left and I wanted to say something, and then the twigs around my neck, and then I kissed:
“It’s already yours. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
Well, that’s what you have to do.
My little tomato barely reached the pass line, but the taste of selling is of little research value, so the coach lets me handle it myself.
I packed a couple of them for Ann, and he learned that I had planted them and ran over with the basketball.
Three little tomatoes. He took one carefully.
I said, “It’s not a good sale, but it’s a good taste.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t wash my tummy, I took a bite.
Q: Are you still here? I’m sorry.
“No more!” Eating tomatoes.
The man turned around and was told: “Don’t you ask me what little tomatoes I eat?” I’m sorry.
The man said, “What are you eating? I’m sorry.
“My girlfriend planted it herself.” I’m sorry.
I covered my face with silence.
It’s not a big deal because of the tomatoes.
A little… a little embarrassing.
On the way back with her roommate, she looked at her last little tomato in her hand and said, “You’ve got no conscience, don’t you think you’re going to give it to your future boyfriend? I asked you if you didn’t give it to me! I’m sorry.
Easy? It’s not easy.
I pulled up my hand and said:
“As you can see, boyfriend. I’m sorry.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
