What are the horrors of the folk stories?

When my future mother-in-law dies of serious illness and needs a lot of money to cure her illness, the fiancé suddenly gets rich and solves the problem at hand.

But then I started to lose my hair, and I got black blood, and I was told that it was being borrowed.

He also said that my life would not be long.

One.

Qinchu and I met each other, and the presenter said he was honest.

It’s true that Qin Chu is honest, but he’s a man who can live.

Twenty-seven years old, medium-sized, with a mortgage-paying home, a total of 200,000 cars, stable work and a median income.

He’s got no temper and no hobby.

I’m two years older than Qinchu, and I want to get married, but my parents are having trouble with my dead grandparents and I’m not getting married.

The situation in Qinchu was more difficult than mine, and his father died in an early car accident, had a fucking cancer and wanted to see him get married and have kids before he died, and he had to go on a blind date.

On this point, we each expressed our attitudes when we first met.

Perhaps the situation is the same, and there is little hope for emotion and reason, and Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Zhu Zin Zin Zin Zin Zin Zin.

He usually works at his place once a month, goes to his parents’ house, deals with his parents, then he goes back to his mother and I work overtime.

Don’t talk about passion. We’ve never had another date, so we haven’t even held hands. It’s more like business.

In the words of our colleagues, it is “marriage” with no interest whatsoever.

After six months of talking, we were engaged to a marriage in the wake of the parents’ urge and the deterioration of Qin Chu’s mother’s condition.

It’s like getting engaged, it’s the usual thing, it’s a gift, it’s a eight-word exchange, it’s a three-gold jewelry, it’s a meeting between parents and relatives, it’s about a date.

Me and Qin Chu are like two puppets at the engagement dinner.

I didn’t even have the money and the gold in my hand.

But Qin Chu did indeed become my fiancé.

Strangely, when the engagement broke out, Qinchu called me out of the hotel and asked me for a lock of my hair and said it was a husband and wife.

When I said that, Qin looked down on me, and I didn’t feel much, as seriously as my parents suggested.

I’m surprised he’s such a wooden man, but I cut his fingernails in his bag.

Turns out he’s still on his way, so I cut his fingernails off.

And I’m glad I’m busy, not used to being a manicure, and I’m laughing at the fact that Qinchu wrapped that hair in an old handkerchief and cut his fingernails.

Perhaps I still had hope for Qinchu at the time, after all, or at the first wedding and then at the engagement party, when my parents were in trouble and at increasing prices, he should have accepted, and made me feel a little guilty, so I promised.

It was just after 8:00 p.m., and Qinchu didn’t say anything about asking me out again.

When my mother was in the hospital again, I used to buy fruit and look at her.

Qin Chu hired a nurse, but I should do my best.

But after two trips, I realized I was wrong.

No matter how expensive it is to hire a nurse, it’s the cost of medicine. I’ve got a list of unreimbursable imported anti-cancer drugs, tens of thousands of expensive, thousands of cheap ones.

Not to mention other nutrients and various painkillers.

Qinchu’s average salary, all of it for a year, about 200,000, and mortgages and cars, which he could not afford.

Even though his father was in a car accident, had some money, insurance, etc., his family bought a suite, and he’s been treating his mother for years.

I also asked the attending doctor in the absence of Qin Chu, who said that he had been treated in a conservative manner, but the situation had deteriorated so badly that Qin Chu had promised to use the most expensive and best medicine, and it had cost hundreds of thousands.

What the attending doctor meant was that I would persuade Qinchu to continue to treat him, not only for money, but also for the patient.

It’s Qinchu’s money to cure his mother, and I don’t say much.

It’s just that this time Qinchu’s mother is in a very serious situation, completely insinuated, intubated, and sometimes vomiting.

After I spent two nights with Qin Chu and another nurse.

Together, the two nurses are better paid than Qinchu, not to mention medical expenses.

I hinted that if he needed money, my side would be a little bit too difficult.

I earn almost twice as much as Qinchu, and I fear that he will not have any money, but that he will remain silent and die in debt.

Qinchu has little to say, but he has nothing more to say, but he says thank you, no, he has money.

Oddly enough, after that, maybe I felt my sincerity, and he gave me flowers and gifts.

It’s at least a few hundred large, delivered to my office, and some cake and tea for my colleagues, plus a necklace or a bag, and it’s expensive.

Don’t say I’m weird, even my colleagues are weird, saying that Qin Chu has changed someone.

I’ll have to take care of her first

I was reminded by my married colleague that if he wasn’t moved, he would have done something wrong to me, feel guilty, try to make it up to me, let me watch myself, see Qinchu do it with the material, it’s not very touching, it’s like he’s rich.

I took it twice and clearly and Qinchu said, “Don’t send it, it’s a waste.”

But Qinchu said he bought the lottery and didn’t waste it, so let me not worry.

That’s even weirder, because, as far as I know, he always thought it was a box operation, never.

I laughed at him and asked him how much he had. He just looked at me and said it was enough.

And then you ask me if there’s anything you want, anything you want to eat, or anything you want to play with, and he can satisfy me.

He didn’t even laugh at what he said about being the boss and the devil, and looked at me like he was paying his debts.

Once again, I stood up and laughed at him and asked him how much he had won.

When Qinchu looked at me, his eyes were flashing, and he nodding his head: “Oh, yes. I’m sorry.

I don’t know if he was delusional, but he didn’t look like a liar.

I just thought that he was in front of the lottery, and I said it as if I wanted the prenuptial property, and I said nothing.

The next day, Qinchu sent me flowers and gifts with flowers and a watch in addition to the milk tea given to colleagues.

I checked with my co-workers, 300,000.

I was so shocked that I told my colleagues that it was absolutely false, but my colleagues did not think that his family had relatives who were specializing in name-fixing, and he followed him for some time, whether it was false or not.

An old colored colleague joked: “Your fiancé won the lottery, didn’t he? It’s a luxury. It’s a 300,000-dollar watch, and you’re gonna be rich! I’m sorry.

I was wondering if Qinchu said he won the lottery.

As soon as the office was alive, my colleagues drank the milk tea from Qinchu, and I was persuaded that, given the recent situation in Qinchu, the rich were certain.

They’re following the principle of having food for a long time, so I have to build up the Qin Chu. If I don’t have the money, I’ll have a choice. I’m 2 years older.

And even worse, he laughed at me: “You have to get married early and think that your mother-in-law won’t last long.” The rich man’s husband, you don’t have to wait for him. So, get your hands on it as soon as possible. I’m sorry.

And then I started to fantasize about how much I’d get, how much I’d spend, how much I’d save the bank interest and how.

I don’t care who didn’t fantasize about winning the lottery.

It’s just a little dizzy looking at the flashy drill on that plate.

After work, the female colleagues at the office were in a good mood and had an appointment with the SPA.

When I washed my hair, my little sister was a little worried and told me it was a little bad.

She washes my hair. She just scratches it twice. Her hands are full of hair.

In fact, I’ve felt my hair falling so hard these past two days, and it’s all combed up, and it’s obviously thin.

My colleague said it might have been a couple of nights, and Qinchu’s mother was doing chemotherapy or something, and I was always at the hospital, so I couldn’t get a little bit of radiation or anything, and I was advised that if I wanted to get married, there would be fewer children.

I don’t care. It’s just the hair shampoo that was recommended.

But it’s a little scary when you wash your head and look at the hair in the middle of the trash can.

“This fell too hard! You want to have a medical examination? When my colleague’s sister walked into 40, she focused on raising children, looking at my hair, “You’re a little scary.” I’m sorry.

I didn’t take it too seriously. I thought I might have stayed up late.

My colleagues were laughing at me when I was pushing back, and I was paid all day, after all, by my fiancé.

But when we left, we were all rowing cards, but I was sincerely advised that if Qinchu was really rich, it would be as soon as possible.

That’s how he buys me things, and the people around him must know that even if he’s honest, the people next to him don’t feel right, someone will think.

I made a spa, and I felt a little dizzy and a little weak.

It’s nothing. Me and Qinchu are the ones who choose each other for what they need. He chooses me because I am well-paid and self-sufficient, and will not give him much hope, and will live in peace.

If he’s rich and has a better choice, it’s normal.

My colleagues have the second half of the game, but I’ve been feeling dizzy in recent days and I haven’t.

I was advised by my colleagues to take more time off.

I did not sleep well in the last few days, always dreaming of my dead grandparents, as if I had been with them when I was little.

Or suddenly there’s a feeling of falling, and it’s suddenly woke up.

I looked at the time, and it was only 8:00 p.m., and I looked at the $300,000 watch box in the bag, and I thought it was too expensive.

I was standing by the road and I sent a message to Qin Chu, asking where he was.

At this point, he’s usually in the hospital.

He doesn’t send me anything, he doesn’t say hello, he doesn’t give me dinner or anything. If it wasn’t for Mr. Qin Chu Qin, I doubt it was him.

That’s when I sent the message and Qin Chu returned to me: at the hospital.

I told him to wait for me at the hospital, and I came, and he didn’t ask me where I was, to pick me up or anything.

By the time I arrived, it was after 9:00.

The fucking ward was on the 26th floor, and when I got into the elevator, nobody was there.

I’m bored standing in the elevator, taking out the 300,000 watch and looking.

It’s beautiful, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, it’s made, and it’s made, it’s made, and it’s made, it’s made, and it’s made, it’s made, and it’s made of, it’s made, and it’s made, it’s made, and it’s made, it’s made, and it’s made, it’s made, and it’

I was watching, and I heard the voice of a little girl next to me, and I was careful, and I said, “Aunt, can I see it? I’m sorry.

That sound, though low and milky, suddenly sounded and gave me an inspiration.

It’s a strange glimpse of the elevator, and it’s already 14th floor, and I think I’m lost and the elevator door is open and the little girl doesn’t know when she’s going in.

She was wearing a medical uniform and a red bracelet.

I looked at the elevator, and she was alone.

Four or five-year-olds with white skin, skinny bones, sharp jaws and only black eyes on one face.

I’ve been in a lot of hospitals lately, and I know that red bracelets represent endangered patients.

This little girl, so small, wore red bracelets and a little sour heart.

Aunt? “The little girl stretches her hand and rips me up and tries to put her foot in my way: “Can I see it? I’m sorry.

Her hands were cold and cold, and I laughed at her, and I crouched down and handed her the watch box, “Why are you in the elevator alone?” I’m sorry.

While she was picking up the watchbox, I went through her bracelets with basic information: heart and chest, 24 bed, Cai Ling Rui, 5 years old.

“So pretty. She looked at the watch in the box and blinked.

I’m surprised that women, regardless of their age, love these things, and they’re slamming the elevators on top of them, trying to give the little girl who ran out of this guy to a nurse.

Red bracelets. If anything happens, it’s a problem.

The elevator stopped on the 18th floor, the door was open, someone came in.

I was too busy holding the key and twisting my head to ask the little girl to come with me.

But as soon as I looked back, I saw the man who had just entered the elevator, surprisedly looking at the watch in the corner and looking at me, “Yours? I’m sorry.

I was so surprised that I was so busy picking up the watchbox and covering it up, and looking towards the human being: “Did you see a little girl when you came in? Five, so tall! I’m sorry.

He looked at me a little bit confused, and he shook his head at me, “Are you not alone in the elevator?” I’m sorry.

I’m afraid the little girl ran out of the blind while we weren’t paying attention and chased out with the watch box.

I looked for a circle at the elevator door, and I was busy at the nurse’s station, and I asked the nurse: “Cai Ling-Yo, in the chest and chest section of bed 24, was only five years old. I’m sorry.

The nurse looked at me and confirmed the information with me, so he called.

They’re all bed-numbered, and they ask the other side: “Are you still in bed? I’m sorry.

But the nurse listened to the phone, looked at me, saw my eyes shrunk, and held the microphone, and said, “know,” and hung up.

Then he said to me, “Here it is. Thank you. I’m sorry.

I don’t think she had the right look. I was wondering what else to ask. The phone rings.

Looking at the expensive watch, I thought I told the nurse.

Turned in the elevator. There were several people in it this time.

Looks like an intern doctor and nurse, with a little nurse saying: “It’s only five years old. I’ve been in the hospital for over a year. I’ve been trying to get a look outside. I’m sorry.

I listened to the 24-bed of my chest.

“Is it Cai Ling Rui?” I’m sorry.

She thought, “I think so. I’ve been on duty before, like that. I’m sorry.

I followed my colleagues and I felt sorry for them.

I just felt cold in a second, and when the elevator arrived, I ran out.

It’s good to be in the elevator.

It’s been said that hospitals are a place of return, that they can easily crash ghosts, but I don’t feel so lucky.

I was so busy thinking about the Buddha, I turned around and went to Qinchu’s fucking ward.

But as soon as I turned around, I saw the corner of the elevator, and Cai Ling-Yi’s little figure seemed to have flashed through the half-open security gate.

I was wondering if she was a ghost, and she called me Aunty.

If it’s just an information error, a little girl in a red bracelet runs around in case something happens.

He pushed the door of the security ladder and went after it, and he called out, “Cai Lingjii.” I’m sorry.

But as soon as I turned to the security door, I hit a man in a white coat, and I was busy pulling him out and looking down the stairs.

There’s no one on the long stairs.

I don’t think Cai Ling-Yo is going to run so fast.

This is the 20th floor, and it is dark below, as if it were to devour people, and to see them panic.

I was afraid of something to happen to that little girl, so I turned around to see the guy that hit me.

But it turns out that a young doctor with short hair, who stands in front of the door, and doesn’t know why he’s beating so little, he’s looking at me, and he’s a little dumb, “Are you looking for someone?” See the familiar?”

I’m gonna be a little panicky, and I don’t know if it’s Cai Lingqi or not…

A glimpse of the man’s chest plate: Oncology, chief physician, White Moon.

That’s an interesting name.

In the eyes of that man, full of hope, I will speak to him about Cai Ling-Yi, and let him look for him, or he will be sick, run away, in case something happens to him.

This white doctor doesn’t know what happened, but listens to me and looks at me, “Have you been making any money lately?” I’m sorry.

I was scared, I didn’t get it. I looked at him. I’m sorry.

Did he think I was crazy?

“Thou shalt burn three or two golds, and evil fortune shall not be desired. “The white doctor is looking at me.

And a business card was brought to me from the white palanquin: “See that you have good thoughts in your heart, and for the sake of mine, call me if you have anything to do with me.” I’m sorry.

He’s a doctor, he’s talking nonsense.

I was a bit dazzled, but he looked at the watch box in my half-blank, and threw the card directly into my bag, saying, “The money is burning, the debt is borrowing. I’m sorry.

It seemed like a bit of a loss, and I just turned around and left, and I couldn’t understand why.

But as soon as people left, the acoustic light of the building was extinguished, and it was dark, but it was only on the floor below that the light was on, and the light went up from the vortex, as if it were a jump.

I ran out, and I saw two nurses at the nurse’s station looking up to the white doctor.

But the night and night of the month that we were talking about, it’s going to take a medical record, one by one, and it seems that a doctor of the cold elite doesn’t even hear the nurse.

And as I walked, he looked at me, and looked at my bag, and then looked down, and looked down, as if the pen was in my hand, as if it had been broken.

Two.

I was in a state of panic about Cai Ling Ling and the White Moon, and I didn’t even think about the white doctor’s eccentricity and almost ran all the way to the Qinchu fucking ward.

Qinchu seems to be saying something to his mother. The nurse is washing clothes in the bathroom.

I went in and said hello, and Qin Chu’s mother was stuck in a pipe, and she’s so angry, she’s not worth it.

I listened to her, a little weird.

Usually parents only persuade their children not to spend any more money, and others are free.

That’s a little different.

And what do you mean, you can’t get along with me and Qin Chu, even if it’s a cure, which means you spend more money?

I’ll just have a word of comfort and leave her alone.

Then the nurse came in on the night moon and looked at me, and looked at Qin Chu and his mother, with a heavy look and a colder face, without saying much more.

The nurse fed Qinchu’s mother, and me and Qinchu came out.

And We gave the watch back to Qinchu: “Take it back, and have the money to treat your aunt first; it is not ready to eat, and why do you buy it?” I’m sorry.

I feel a little funny when I say that myself. That’s what Qinchu used to say about buying flowers — not eating them.

Now it’s coming out of my mouth.

Qinchu has always had a face, and I give it back to him, and I don’t want it. Just say I’m going home early. That’s mine. He owes me.

I can’t understand that.

He owes me something.

But Qinchu’s mother took her medicine in there and threw up again, and Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qi Qin Qi Qi

I went in and took a look, and I found out that this time she was spitting out, not as medicine and water, but as blood as in black cotton.

The eyesman and Qinchu were busy. I went to the bathroom to get a towel and get ready to wipe her mouth.

And suddenly she looked up at me, and drank with firmness: “No, you!” I’m sorry.

She’s been in the hospital for two months, with this look, the mouth and all those things like black cotton, with her eyes up and staring at me like, “Don’t…”

She looked at me like I had a grudge against her.

Qin Chu turned around and picked up the towel in my hand: “Go back first! I’m sorry.

The white moon is slapping Qinchu’s mother.

But his mother suddenly held his hand and said: “Don’t marry her, not.” I’m sorry.

It’s like a last word before death, staring at me like it’s gonna eat me.

But Qinchu just sank his face and wipes her mouth with a towel.

“You can’t marry her! Qinchu’s mother is still mad at me.

The moon looks at me, and it’s more of an exploration.

I’m standing in the room. I can’t walk. I can’t stand.

It’s a good thing I’ve been dealing with a lot of hard-working clients for years, and I’ve been laughing, and I say, “Well, I’ll go first, take care of Auntie.” I’m sorry.

When I went out, her mother cried out, “Don’t marry her, don’t marry her!” I’m sorry.

And there were a few of them gathered outside the door to see me come out, and they fled.

And when I walked two steps, a mother said, “It must have been the days before, when she had taken care of her future mother-in-law, so that her son would have found a helper, and he would not have married her, and perhaps he would have suffered. There’s no such thing as a future daughter-in-law! I’m sorry.

“I heard that the doctor had been asked how much medicine had been spent, and that it had not yet entered the house, so my mother-in-law would have spent too much money on it. How can a woman be so realistic? I’m sorry.

I listen to my feet and I turn my head and look at those moms and they’re gone.

It doesn’t feel like it when you get down the elevator.

When she took care of Qin Chu’s mother the other day, she was fine and was engaged.

Why didn’t Qinchu marry me?

I didn’t drive, I looked at my phone downstairs, and Qinchu didn’t send me a message to explain, appease, let alone offer to drive me.

I had a bad night’s sleep, and I dreamt I’d go to the grave with my grandparents, and pile up paper money on those graves.

Then I dreamt about Qin Chu’s mother, with his head on his head, his eyes on his head, something like black cotton, staring at me.

I’ll lose my hair.

So I slept all night, and I found my pillow full of hair, and when I combed it, it all fell off, and it wasn’t even in my hand.

And when he brushes his teeth, he bleeds, and his eyes are bruised and swollen.

I looked at myself in the mirror, and my head was dazed, and I passed through the word of the moon from time to time: three or two gold will burn.

I was thinking that last night it seemed like I had to give Qinchu back the watch.

She was in a hurry to get married and was told that Qinchu had recently won tens of millions of lottery tickets.

If Qin Chu’s mother doesn’t get through it and dies, it’s not right for me and Qinchu to get married this year and to delay it again until next year.

Now that Qinchu’s rich, if there’s a leprechaun on it, my 30-year-old girl will cry.

I look in the mirror like I’m dying.

But my mother turned her back and said that since Qin Chu doesn’t need money, let me transfer this house to my brother.

“You see your nephew is about to go to elementary school, this is a bad school around the house. Qin Chu and you must be buying a house. It’s got money from your grandparents and your brother, right? I’m sorry.

“You’ve got tens of millions of people in Qin Chu, and your house for your brother. If you don’t want to give it, you’ll have to go first. Your father and I will witness it and write a certificate. I’m sorry.

He said she had to have a mother’s family to marry and that he would be able to help him if Qin-chul had the money.

I left my cell phone in my mother’s throat and said, while my brother and sister and my father were putting two sentences in their mouths, all they did was persuade me to “loan” the house to my brother; or else a man would change his heart if he had money.

My brother and sister are still on the other side of their vows to borrow it and give it back when they’re finished.

Listen, I look in the mirror, and I’m swollen, and I get cold.

In the end, I hung up on the phone and sent a message to Qinchu saying that I’d find a leg at noon and return the watch so he could take care of it.

He gave it to me anyway. I’ll give it back to him.

My car didn’t come back from downstairs, and when I called the Internet and pulled the door, it was full of people.

I don’t know if it’s because of the lack of air conditioners, the mornings are so hot, the clothes are all wet and attached to me.

I looked at the phone and made sure there wasn’t a spell, and the driver pushed me in.

“Don’t you still have guests? I’m talking about the five people sitting in the car.

And the driver looked at me, and he turned his finger and pointed at his car, and he looked a little bad.

I looked at the five men in the car again, and their hair was wet and dripping down…

I’ve been thinking about Cai Ling Li last night at the hospital.

“I cancelled the order. I’m sorry.

A few steps back, and the driver looked at me in the eye of a psycho and told me to cancel and drove away.

Just as he was driving away, the back window of the car came out of nowhere with two faces slapping hard at the back window and seemed to want to smash the window.

I’ve had a little bit of trouble, and that’s a nice car. My brother’s been trying to buy a new car for at least a million, but he’ll be out on the Internet, probably second-hand.

When I bought the car, people at the car store told me that many of the crash cars that hit the water would be refurbished and retrofitted into the market, so let me stop buying used cars.

The five wet men in the car just now…

I couldn’t even beat the car. I ran to the side of the road and cleaned a shared electric car, and went all the way to the company.

Today there are two items that cannot be missed.

Two cups of tea in the morning, and I was strong enough to finish the meeting.

At noon, he was calling a run-off on the Internet, and he came in smiling in front of his face, followed by Qinchu, who was wearing a bouquet of flowers, which was not formal, but a regular work dress.

I’m tired of my face and I’m not very happy, as if it were a formulae.

I spent the morning in severe headaches and a little confused to see him carrying a bunch of roses.

But then he kneeled before me on one knee, holding the flowers and pulling out a box from his pocket, which contained a shiny diamond ring.

Not as big as pigeon eggs, but peanut rice.

This big drill, I went to see it with a few of the company’s same-class sisters, at least hundreds of thousands.

After all, who didn’t think of being asked to marry in public with a shiny diamond ring on one knee?

But I looked at Qinchu with a glass of water, and he said, “Thou-Ann, marry me” and said, “It’s as smooth as I did when I was married.”

I’ve had a lot of headaches, but my colleagues push, applaud, drink and push me forward.

I’m staring at Qinchu, and I’m just bored.

Then, somehow, Qin Chu got up and put that shiny diamond ring in my hand, gave my colleagues a box of chocolate, and divided the lunch that we ordered for you, and the whole office was happy.

But Qinchu and I stand by each other like two outsiders.

Qin Chu seems to be doing his job.

You used to say that you were honest, that’s not true, is it a robot? But it’s kind of sweet, it’s got money, it’s got no mother-in-law and no family. Married, that’s it. I’m sorry.

I look at the diamond rings on my hands, and I feel cold and heavy, and my chest is suffocating and my throat is a little sweet.

She smiled and turned to the bathroom to wash her hands.

But it tickles. It clears two throats for a while. It looks like something’s coming out.

I threw up, but I found a piece of black paint, like cotton, in the dark red, in the balconies.

I’m in a panic, I’m busy cleaning my throat and snoring.

And when the water is lifted, the bright water drops down with a bright diamond ring on its hands, and in the mirror shines cold and sharp, and my eyes ache.

I just washed my mouth and took the smell of blood out of my mouth, and I was trying to get that diamond ring off, and the phone was ringing, it was my mother’s.

I thought about that phone call this morning, and I was upset, and I just turned it into silence and let her call.

My mom’s strong. She’s always fighting. She’s always fighting.

When I took the ring off and went back to my office to put it in my bag, I saw the watch yesterday and the card for the night and night moon.

These two things were put together, and suddenly I understood what the moon said.

What’s not the money?

And then suddenly Cai Ling Liang, and the five men in the car… or a ghost…

This reminds me of what my grandparents used to say about people dying when they saw something that was not human.

I’m looking at myself with a little mirror on the table, but I’m wearing makeup and I can’t see the face, but my eyes are full of blood.

I was wondering if I’d go to the hospital and my brother sent me a message, and it was a big bunch.

I lighted a message from the desktop login, and I looked at it, and I felt like my chest was suffocating, and my throat was sweet for a while, and I couldn’t go to the toilet, and I fell down in the trash can and threw up.

There’s another sip of blood and a share of blood.

A colleague next door heard me vomit and asked me what happened.

She didn’t see what I was throwing up, she ate chocolate from Qinchu, and smiled: “Is it true?” I’m sorry.

I’m staring at a pile of blood in a trash can like black cotton, and I can hear my heart beating.

My colleagues were afraid that they would go out of their way after they found out that they were pulling paper and rubbing their mouths, throwing paper towels in a trash can and covering their blood.

When I got to the toilet, I threw the garbage in the bucket, washed my mouth, choked the tiger and held it up.

As soon as she’s on the line, she’s just saying that she’s raising me so big that she can’t answer her phone.

I didn’t even stop her, so I put my phone aside, and when she finished, I went out to the hall with a white moon card and wondered if I should call the white doctor.

After my mother scolded me, she woke up and told me to go home and talk to me about getting married.

“Let’s wait for the evening. * I’m holding the handle and I’m just feeling bored in my chest. *

I didn’t say anything about going to my house and nothing about the bride price.

He’s really rich enough to get two cards, one for my parents, 500,000.

Another half a million says it’s a down payment for a school room for my brother.

And he promised to buy a car for my dad, saying that they’d never have been able to raise me and that they’d be a family.

My brother-in-law gave it to me when he was happy to send it.

He didn’t think he’d call me Qianan since he was a kid, just the house he wanted me to live in for two years.

When I was married to Qinchu, he said that Qinchu’s salary was lower than mine, that I would have preferred not to marry him, and that he would have given me an aunt’s pension, and that he would have a brother-in-law.

I got bored and hung up on my mom’s phone and called Qin Chu.

I’d like to ask what he means.

But as soon as the phone was ringing, it was Qin Chu’s mother, who was there in the way, “Don’t marry Qin Chu, don’t marry him, you can’t marry him.” I’m sorry.

“Why can’t I marry?” I’m all confused. I was with you the other night, and she held my hand and said, “What about Qinchu?”

We’re not allowed to get married.

But she seemed like she couldn’t breathe, and the phone was full of whirlwinds, and then Qinchu’s voice came from over the phone, and she said, “Oan, I’ve talked to your mother, and the wedding is next weekend. If you’re free this afternoon, let’s go and get it. I’m sorry.

3

I heard Qin Chu’s license was arranged this afternoon.

I was just wondering what he wanted. Why didn’t the media come to my house and say hello?

But in a hurry, when the chest was suffocated for a while, the throat was as if it was stung and the mouth was open.

Qinchu said, “I’ll see the Civil Administration this afternoon, I’ll take care of my mother.” I’m sorry.

Just hang up!

I held the handle, bit my teeth off, ran to the toilet, spitted out a bunch of blood, and my chest was getting bored.

I took half a day off with my phone.

He already knew that I had been proposed, and he agreed to take the leave, but he drew me a cake, said I’d done the project and I’d get a raise, said that women could not be fully raised by their husbands, or had to have a career.

I hung up on the phone, took my bag and was going to see Qinchu.

I can’t even hitch a cab this time.

But as soon as we got out of the garage, it felt like the sun was stinging, everything was luminous, and it was hard to get to the hospital.

I turned around and called Qin Chu, and I saw the moon in white, and I looked away, and my eyebrow wrinkled, and waved at me.

I’m a bad ghost. I actually walked past it.

The White Moon was the chief doctor, with an independent office, and he brought me in and took out a little pillow and knocked on my finger.

He’s a good-looking man, with short hair, a root like a hedgehog, a good-looking hand-wielding, and when he hits on that deep blue pillow, he’s got a round and luminous nail, and a healthy pink.

“Take the pulse! * He saw me and drank *

It’s a gentle sound. It’s just nothing.

That’s why I didn’t think about tumours, and he’s a Western doctor who can put his veins, put his wrists up, put my wrists on my wrists on the moon, and his fingers were soft and soft, as if he were squeezing with that decompressive gel.

“I’ll give you a prescription, and I’ll tell you where to go to the pharmacy, and I’ll fry myself, three bowls of water, three times a day, half a month. “The night and night of the moon is filled with medicine.

He wrote the scaffold, not one I know.

“What is it? “I think I’m going to spit out some kind of cotton-like black blood.

But the night and night did not say, but written the square, and delivered it to me: “This is nothing but a cure, but you must return what was wrong with you, or else you will be killed.” I’m sorry.

“What money? * I’ve got the square, I think of what he said yesterday, and I’m getting more confused. *

And take out the watch and the diamond ring in the bag, and put it on the table, in the middle of the night: “Is that what I should not have?” This is…

I was going to say “fiancé,” but I’m not.

He said, “Did I get it from Qinchu? Did you say you have money? I’m sorry.

When I was a kid, I grew up in the countryside with my grandparents, and I’ve heard that three or two golds are burning to death and I don’t ask for anything.

There’s a certain amount of food, food, and money.

Once you’re done, you’re done.

But I don’t have a low annual salary.

And it’s not my flower, it’s Qin Chu…

I’ve got a headache.

And the moon sarcasticly stares at me, “Whoever gave it to you or bought it for yourself, it’s yours in your hand.” And it’s obviously not normal. It’s your life. I’m sorry.

A chief doctor in a white coat, with a computer on his desk, along with a series of modern medical devices.

I’m a little smug, but I don’t know why there’s another fire, and I feel like my chest is hot and my throat is sweet for a while.

Turning around, ripping through the trash can and throwing a little black blood down.

The moon looked at the blood clots in the trash can: “The Qin Chu mother is just like your illness. Qinchu will be like you, but he must be later than you. I’m sorry.

What do you mean? * I’m staring at the moon and I’m whispering * I’m sorry.

What else does the moon say? My phone rings again.

And the moon was only a glimpse of me, and it was a profound smile: “Your life is worth a fortune.” I’m sorry.

I looked at my mother again, and I was a little upset, and I swallowed the smell of blood in my mouth, and I looked across the street at the moon, and I just connected to him, and I turned on the speaker.

Once I got on the phone, my mom was on the phone, and it came: “O Qianan, I’ve made it clear that Qinchu won the lottery. I’m sorry.

My mother’s voice was a poignant joy and a kind of indignity: “This lottery is one of the lottery tickets before he was married, and in the event of a divorce, it’s not your share.” I’m sorry.

“We thought for you, he was in a hurry to get married and said he’d get a certificate this afternoon. Let’s get the bride price more. That’s yours. We’ll save it for you when you want it. I’m sorry.

“If he asks you about the bride price, you say you’ll listen to us. You hear me? Don’t be stupid. We’re not doing this for you. “It’s clear there’s someone on my mother’s side who’s down, but he’s also saying he’s biting his teeth.

I heard only a moment of weakness, and I took a few breaths of cold face in the middle of the night, so I asked my mother, “How much do you want?” I’m sorry.

“He’s hit 50 million. We’re gonna take 10 million. My mother was thinking about it and complaining, “I said you should get married early. If you weren’t engaged, and you were married, half of the 50 million were yours.” You say you’re in trouble!”

I hear it’s funny, but my mom’s still counting, saying that Qinchu’s mother won’t be alive much longer, that Qinchu is in a hurry to get married, that I have no other object, that we’re getting married, that his money is in the lottery, that’s what he’s picking, that he’s gonna give it, that’s what he’s gonna do, that’s what he’s gonna do, and I’m gonna bite and listen to them.

I keep saying it’s for my own good. I’ll leave it with them. I’ll have it later.

I’m a little tired. I just hung up.

“My life is worth 10 million dollars. I’m sorry.

Every year after New Year’s Eve, the company has arranged for a medical examination. Last six months, I was a little anaemic and healthy, and now I’m throwing up blood.

The night and night moon was only looking at me and handing me the medicine: “This is the medicine, that’s all I can help you. Give it back to the marriage you shouldn’t have. Don’t get married, or no one can save you. I’m sorry.

He’s calm, I want to ask him what’s going on, and I hear the banging outside.

Qin’s urgent cry was caught with Qin’s voice: “The Qin An! Hello! I’m sorry.

“Take care. “The moon looked at me and opened the door.

Qinchu was standing outside the door, not rushing in, but staring at the white moon with his eyes heavy: “What is Dr. White talking to my fiancée? I’m sorry.

“Tell me about her and your mother’s illness. “Why does Mr. Qin have to do it alone? Your mother doesn’t want you to suffer as much as she does. I’m sorry.

Qinchu’s eyes were tumbling and staring at the white moon: “What did Dr. White say? I’m sorry.

But his eyes were beating so hard, his forehead was blue and his mouth was stiff.

I don’t care about the moon, I come in a little bit, and pull my hand up: “Go.” I’m sorry.

His hands are cold and shaking.

I tried to pull it off, but he pulled me like a shovel and I didn’t say no.

I thought I would just give it back to him, and as soon as I walked out of the office with him, I heard in the back of the white moonway: “Oan, take your medicine. I’m sorry.

I had a heart attack, but Qin Chu looked at the moon and pulled me straight away.

I was dazed, and I was dragged by him, and I couldn’t keep up with him, and my feet fell on the ground, and my knees and my head stung, and I didn’t wake up.

Qinchu is still pulling me around, trying to pull me up.

I felt bored with my chest and my throat, and I tried my best to push Qinchu and swallow the sweetness of my throat.

Just sit on the floor, and the nurses who were in the next ward and passed on looked at us, swallowed us up several times, shot themselves in the chest a few times, and felt comfortable, so that the watch and diamond ring in the bag could be delivered to Qinchu, who had been standing on one side.

But I can’t say anything, but I think Qin Chu knows what I mean.

But Qinchu looked at what was in my hand and didn’t pick it up. He just reached out and held me up.

I was pulled a few times by him and I was feeling dizzy, but Qinchu seemed to have a little bit of strength, and then he put me on the ground, and he went to hold the trash can and threw up a few bloods.

It’s like a bunch of black cotton!

He threw up, leaned against the wall, rinsed his mouth with the horns of his clothes and laughed so hard at me.

People in the next room, looking at us, it’s like crazy.

I’m still in doubt about what I said about the night and the night moon. It’s hard to believe that Qinchu is actually throwing up this black blood.

I can’t do it.

Just pushed those two things over to Qinchu: “Let’s not get married, give them back to you.” I’m sorry.

I haven’t known Qinchu for six months.

But the Qin Chu smiled, and came to me, and kicked me with his feet, and put millions of things together.

“What did the moon tell you? I’m sorry.

“But now you’re saying it’s too late. Your brother’s already gone to the car at noon. Guess this is all bought. Can you get them to give me back their money? You know what kind of people you’re in. Qinchu’s voice is low and his face is sarcastic.

I looked at Qinchu with shock: “What do you mean?” I’m sorry.

What’s going on?

“A man and a wife live and die.” Qinchu was staring at me, whispering, “You’re not meant to be alive, are you? No one cares about you, no one cares about you. We take the money, we do what we have to do, we enjoy the present, okay? I’m sorry.

Qin Chu! * I looked into his dark eyes and felt cold. *

But Qinchu spat his mouth and laughed, and went forth and left me sitting on a cold ground.

I’ve been thinking about the recent strange things, Qin Chu and the White Moon.

He held his hand over the two boxes, and he stood up, and he was so dizzy, he almost fell over his head, and I was lucky to have a steady hand.

“It’s harder than I thought. “The moon and the moon bend around, pull me, and try to lift me up.

But my body was soft, it couldn’t work at all. He pulled an arm, and I turned and my chest hit him in the leg.

The moon suffocated, and let me go and lay my hand on the ground, and picked up the boxes and threw them in a bag, and picked me up, and said, “I’m off duty.” I’m sorry.

In the eyes of the nurse, she held me straight to the elevator.

I was lying in his arms, smelling the snivelling of his nose, and the feeling of vomiting was slowly crushing.

The moon kept holding me in his car, not so much gentle, but straight behind it: “Leave down.” I’m sorry.

Just drive along and don’t say anything.

He doesn’t have any perfume in his car, but it smells like disinfectant, which makes me feel like I’m still in the hospital.

I was lying in the back seat, holding my hand, stretching my foot to the door to hold my body, and heading towards the White Moon Road: “The girl I saw last night, Cai Ling Li, is dead, right? I saw a ghost, didn’t I? I’m sorry.

“Hmm. “The moon is just a low, quiet car.

I suddenly admired the calmness of their medical staff and told them about the five wet men on the net.

“A ghost too. The moon is as cold as the nurse says, “The drowning waterman is not easy to get born, but first needs a double.” Drowning in the car, trapped in the car, difficult to find, would keep them trapped in the car. And those who are not seen, and those who die, are weak, half of them, so they see. I’m sorry.

He’s afraid I don’t know I’m dying.

Open your mouth and hear my phone ring.

I felt it. It was my mother’s.

I’m sure my mom’s here to press me to get it.

I’ve been holding on to my chest and answering my phone, and my mom asked me where my brother bought a used car, just like the new one, and then she asked my brother to drive me to bring my accountbook and send me and Qinchu to get a certificate.

And he smiled, and said, “How would it be if they came to bring Qinchu’s mother after they had taken me and Qinchu for dinner at night?”

I used to talk about Qin Chu’s mother. She was so tired of dying earlier.

She always spoke to herself, arranged everything and had to do as she asked.

And when she had finished, I said, “Mom, let Junping pay back the money he paid for the car, and the money he gave you, and give it back to him.” I’m sorry.

“Do you think your brother spent your bride price on you, and he’s unbalanced? Do you think this money is all yours? We shouldn’t use it. Why are you so selfish? Qinchu said it’s for your brother, not for you. “My mom blew it up right away, but it was like my brother was laughing at something.

My mom slows down, and that’s the kind of hypocritical advice she’s giving me. For my own good, my brother buys a car to use the money.

They’re my family. How can they hurt me?

She’s not finished. I’ve called and stopped several times.

Even more so, I have to spend more money on Qinchu in the future and order more in my hands.

I said, “If you do not return this money, I will die.” Mother, I will die. I’m sorry.

Maybe I don’t sound too good.

My mother heard me laugh twice: “Who are you scaring? If you die, it’ll cost you ten million! If you die, I’ll marry you too. You’re worth 10 million dollars. I’m sorry.

4

I listened to my mother on the phone, and even though I knew what she was talking about, I still felt a little numb.

That’s why my daughter is worth 10 million.

It’s a lot!

But my brother was busy robbing the phone: “Sister, don’t listen to Mom. What’s wrong with you? Don’t be mad. We’ll just borrow it, and later…”

Listen, just hang up.

He was lying in the back of the car, breathing in his mouth, and his head was in pain.

When I was a kid, I knew I wasn’t being treated, and my parents threw me at the country’s grandparents for years.

I’m not going to pay, it’s New Year’s, I’m going to call, I’m going to tell you, I don’t have any money, I’m going to hurt my grandparents, I’m going to call if I don’t listen.

All my tuition is from my grandparents.

It’s not that my parents don’t have money, it’s that they think that if they don’t have to, they’ll leave it to my aunt in the countryside.

When I worked, they said they wanted me to transfer the money to them every month on the pretext that I was afraid of spending money.

I’ve been told that Grandpa and Grandma are in the country. They don’t have to spend any money.

Don’t buy them anything too good. They’re in the countryside, they don’t have to…

The one they’re living in is the one I’ve worked for for for two years, saving enough to buy first.

In the third room and in the second room, I was going to pick up my grandparents and my parents forced my brother and sister to come in and say that my brother and sister are going to have babies and no place to live.

It’s nice to have a family living together, and she can also wash me and cook me.

I got the mortgage. I got it.

I’m out of property, water, gas, and my mom asks me for $2,000 a month to buy food, and says she’ll take 23,000 a month to babysit me.

Then, when my little nephew was born, I said I couldn’t live, I moved out, put the house on the Internet for sale, and when they found out, they called me a white-eyed wolf and called me selfish and self-reliant.

But I insisted on selling it, and they asked my grandfather and grandmother for something to say behind my back, and finally, with advice from my grandfather and grandma, they agreed to transfer the suite to my brother.

But the house price went up or something, they didn’t care, and even if I paid first, they’d have to make tens of thousands of deductions, let alone renovations.

I have the money, and the tens of thousands of dollars I’ve stolen from my grandparents, and they’ve been thinking about it, and they’ve been messing with my grandparents, saying they’re rich, they’re not giving their grandkids, they’re giving their grandkids to marry.

It’s better now that I don’t care if my life is dead or alive for money, not to mention that I’m married.

All they want is me to marry someone, so they can use the house as a pretext for my grandparents’ savings, so they can take over.

Qinchu is right. Nobody cares about me. I’m alive.

The moon looked at me from behind the mirror.

The car was not very far, but went to a Chinese clinic in an alley outside the hospital, where he told me to stay in the car and went to pick up the medicine.

I was lying in the car and I didn’t even want to respond.

The phone’s ringing. I don’t even want to see who it is. Turn it off.

“Where do you live?” I’m sorry.

I smelled the snout. I said the address.

The night and night of the road turned my head, but he didn’t talk.

When he got downstairs, he stopped and looked at me, “Here we are. I’m sorry.

“A pill, three bowls of water, three times a day, that’s three days. If you survive three days, you’ll come to me for a change. * He’s on the wheel, signaling me out. *

It’s a good thing I’m in the car.

Stand up, take a bag and thank him.

But as soon as I pushed the door, my feet were soft, I almost got on my knees, and I was lucky I was working so hard, I pulled the door and looked at the light of the moon. I’m sorry.

Stay on your feet and get ready to go.

But then I heard the sound of the car’s fire going out in the back, and with the sound of a clear sound, the moon lifted its seatbelt, pushed the door, reached out to me, “How many units?” I’m sorry.

I looked at him surprised, and he looked at me, “Will you fry the medicine?” I’m sorry.

You’re a doctor. It’s cold inside.

I was sent home in the middle of the night, without me, just to lie on the couch and then into the kitchen.

I didn’t have a pot, but I had a casserole, and he made porridge with a casserole.

But he didn’t eat it himself, sitting across from me while he was eating it, eating it with the guacamole in the fridge, not talking, not talking to me, as if he was sulking and eating it seriously.

I had a phone set, and I felt the whole world quiet, lying on the couch, watching the moon eat the smelt.

His hands were covered in gold and yellow cucumbers bigger than his face, and the yellow and wrinkled guacamole was not just powdered with nails, but pink and soft.

And he bowed his head and chewed on it, as if it were just that.

The smell of Chinese medicine in the kitchen, the smell of cucumber, is so reassuring.

I can’t believe I feel a bit dry, but I don’t really remember.

“Take one for me.” I’m sorry.

But as soon as the exit came to mind, there was only one cucumber in the fridge.

The moon wakes up from a serious gnawing, with his hands full of only half the guacamole, and his eyes flash, “Do you want to eat?” I’m sorry.

When I nodded, he laughed as if he had mocked himself: “The others can’t remember, and eat and eat.” I’m sorry.

I didn’t get it, he got up in the kitchen and cut me a little piece of two fingers wide, and then he sat on the side, and he ate himself, and this time ate more quickly.

I heard him eating, smelling, smelling, feeling good for the first time.

After eating the guacamole in the middle of the night, I was given a bowl of porridge, and then I went to see the porridge: “The fire is kept to a minimum, and the water is not in the slag for half an hour.” I’m sorry.

Then he glanced at my bag, and said, ‘Recover it, and immediately, and sell it, or else die.’ I’m sorry.

“What’s going on? * I bite the cucumber with my little sip and I feel like I haven’t eaten it in the night and the moon. *

The moon seems to be sinking, and it says, “Do you know how to borrow money?” I’m sorry.

I bit the cucumber. After a while, I noded.

When I was a kid, I heard Grandma and Grandpa say it’s about life for money, life for debt.

So when I was a kid, when I saw the money on the road, my grandparents wouldn’t let me pick it up, and if I found it, I had to spend it, preferably with someone else, and I was afraid to pick up the money that someone had dropped.

“Your fiancé must have taken your life and borrowed your debt. “When the word “fiancé” was used in the night and night of the month, it seemed that it meant biting.

Then he rose up and looked at me, and said, “I can heal, but I can’t, and you broke up with him as soon as possible. I’m sorry.

“Did Qin Chu’s mother also borrow her debt?” I think about me and Qinchu, like his mother.

“Hmm. “The night and night saw the light of the moon, and said to me, ‘but she borrowed little and used the lives of others, and the man filled his life directly, so the reward came only now. I’m sorry.

I’ve been thinking about Qinchu’s father, who died in a car accident, but since Qinchu knows that he’ll borrow money, why would he use my life to borrow money?

The moon didn’t know anything about the Qinchu family, it seemed he didn’t want to take any more, but he told me to take my medicine and left.

I didn’t give him the money until he left.

But I smelled the Chinese fragrance in the house, and I chewed on the little cucumber, and the fragrance of the chest slowly spread out.

When I finished my cucumber, I felt a little strong. I went to the kitchen to take a look at the fried medicine.

Just now, there’s a door tap outside and my mom’s bark.

This time, it seems to be a bit of a rush, and it’s been screaming, and even later there’s the sound of the property.

I was a little upset, I didn’t want to, but she kept screaming, and I listened to it for a while, and my chest started getting bored again.

You have to open the door, and as soon as it opens, you’ll see the property face. Your mother says you’re sick, afraid you’ll die at home and let us fight fire. I’m sorry.

Again?

That’s how the suite was. My mom asked me for the keys a few times, but she didn’t come, and she broke her identity card and opened the door.

She’s my mom anyway. It’s useless to call the police.

Then God made it easy for them to go in, and the house was theirs.

So I stood at the door and looked at my mother, “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.

My mom almost got mad when she saw me at the door, but my dad and my brother were there, holding her.

They sent away the property so I could go to Qinchu tomorrow. They’ve already taken the bride price, and I won’t give it back.

“Do you smell the medicine? I leaned against the door and looked at them: “I am going to die. I will not live for three days if you do not return my money to Qinchu.” I’m sorry.

My mother smiled: “Oan, I’ve sent you to college, and you scare me with your death. If you die today, we’ll carry you to marry Qinchu. I’m sorry.

My dad’s pulling her up and telling her not to talk, and my brother’s laughing at me, “Sister, that’s serious. Don’t put your death in your mouth. That’s not good. I’m sorry.

“You’re going to die, don’t you think you’re going to get married? If I had you and you were going to die, shouldn’t I have something to offer? Let’s get married before you die. My mother was staring at me, and she said, “You think you’re going to die, I can’t help you.” You read so many books, you read in the dog’s belly. I’m sorry.

My father pulled her, and he was thrown away by one hand: “I’ll say a loser, read a book, and you should work after junior high school and earn a few more years for your family. Singing her grandparents to give her the money. Oh, it’s our money. You’ve read too many books, you’ve broken your head! I’m sorry.

She did want me not to go to school when she graduated from junior high school, and that’s why my mother never paid school fees.

I listened to her for a while, and I looked at her, and I knew she wouldn’t leave.

Start the power button, when the phone is on, close the door and call the police.

The last time they broke in, I should have called the police, and I shouldn’t have expected them.

Grandma and Grandpa were still there, and she implied in every word that my grandfather and grandma had broken me, said she was bad and said she was going to talk to them.

Grandpa was sick and I was afraid she’d go back for Grandpa and Grandma, and they took over the house!

Now I’m closed, and my mom’s out there yelling, and I’m going to die at Qinchu’s house.

And I let her go outside and drink the potion and measure it with three more bowls of water, and then fry it again.

Even if no one cares about me, I should have.

The police came very quickly, and my parents said they wanted to negotiate at home, and I refused to pack up what was to be returned to Qinchu and went straight to the police station.

On the way, my mother yelled at me so badly that my family would go to the police and say I humiliated them.

I told the police that the amounts involved were larger and called Qinchu directly.

It was a mess. My parents and Qinchu both said it was a voluntary bride price.

I will not marry and ask my parents to return all the bride price, cash and gifts.

Send Qinchu my bracelet and the watch and diamond ring directly to Qinchu, and tell them firmly that I will not marry.

My mom was yelling at me right at the table. Qinchu was just looking at me, and still looked like that honest mouna.

I’m so dizzy, I’m just like this. There’s no point in arguing with Qinchu.

But I didn’t realize that this time Qinchu came after me and stopped me: “Did you really decide not to marry me?” I’m sorry.

“Where did you get all this money? You know, “I look at Qinchu, and I put my five fingers in my hair, and I snuggle, and it’s all in my fingers.

I’ve been tearing my hair to pieces and throwing it on the ground and watching the Qinchu, who has been bald for the last few days: “Do you want to borrow the debt?” I’m sorry.

“The white moon told you? Qin Chu’s face is still quiet and he looks at me, without denying it.

It’s just a whisper: “What are you saying about people living for?” I’m sorry.

Qinchu never talked to me about this height, and I looked at him, “What do you want?” I’m sorry.

If it’s just a fucking lack of money, his house and his house are not sold.

He pulled a bag of bean out of his pocket, put one in his mouth, chewed it twice, then touched a pack of smoke, lit it, and laughed at me, “The bean is smoked, the power of power is overwhelming.” I’m sorry.

He didn’t have that preference for most of the years.

Apparently, he didn’t get used to it, and the bean chewed his face like shit, took two smokes and choked.

But he was snorting at me, and said to me, “My mother has told me since childhood that if it had not been for me, she would have died with my father.” Said she worked for me, bought a house for me, suffered so much for me, lived for me. I’m sorry.

“If she’s alive for me, I can’t let her die, can I? Qin Chu’s eyes are smitten by the smoke and carry a rebel provocation.

My mother-in-law, who was in therapy, chemotherapy, stomach cutting, needles all day long, blood-smuggled…

“You’re taking revenge on her?” I’m sorry.

“Not really. Qinchu looked at me and whispered, “She said she was alive for me, but in fact, she made me live for her. Whatever I learn, what I do, what I eat, what I wear, what I marry, listen to her. I’m sorry.

“Or else, it’s another one. She’s alive. What did she do for me. You too, right? Your parents never treated you like a daughter. They don’t care if you die or alive. I’m sorry.

“Work for your boss, earn your parents. You’ll have time to eat. You don’t pay for overtime. What do you earn? What do you mean, alive? Qinchu chewed bean while smoking smoked his eyes red.

And he was staring at me, “You’re just like me, and there’s no point in living.” Why don’t you marry me and we’ll take this money and we’ll spend it and we’ll live on it? I’m sorry.

“For my life? “I will also believe in what I said about the night and the night, and will listen to the words of Qin Chu.

Qinchu was just laughing and staring at me and saying, “We were already tied together. Your life and mine. I’m sorry.

I know it doesn’t make sense to Qinchu.

Qinchu didn’t come after him, but my mother reacted and ran out of the police station and called me out back.

When I turned back, I saw Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qi Qi Qi Qi Qi Qi

No need to listen, I know. I’m sure they won’t have to pay back.

When I came home, I felt nothing but exhaustion, and my brother and I were so angry that I threw my phone in the corner of the couch.

He’s down on the sofa and he’s got Qin Chu’s red eyes all over his head, asking me why I’m alive.

I don’t know what it means to live…

When Grandma died, I held my hand, so I didn’t blame my parents. They left me at home because it wasn’t easy.

Tell me to be good with them, don’t argue, listen to them, and I’ll be the only one left.

I was 27 years old, and Grandma was just like me when I was 7 or 8 years old.

So over the years, I’ve tried to reconcile, not argue with them, try to get myself into a normal life.

I always thought that people would think about themselves, think about it, but they wouldn’t.

Perhaps the Qinchu was right to marry him, and to take the $20 million, and to waste it, and to smite them with money, and see them bow down and bow down, or smite them, or smite them with evil, and return to them all what they did to me.

I’m thinking about it like crazy, and I hear windows coming in and being bowed.

It’s sharp, it’s sharp, it’s sharp, it’s like scratching a blackboard with a fingernail, or it’s stomping through glass…

I thought I’d come up here, a shock, and I’d turn around to the balcony and pull the curtains.

I saw her in the window, and Qinchu’s mother was in the cuisine, skinny as a wood, lying on the glass window like a big spider, scratching the glass.

When I opened the curtains, she looked up and showed me a dirty smile.

For this meeting, the steel glass has been drawn with several white marks.

I was so scared I tried to get my phone on the couch.

But when I turned around, I found out that my family did not know when it had crawled with spiders, large and small, and varied, like ants, not to say where it lay, even on walls, curtains and couches.

It’s just this hesitation that the balcony glass is ringing even more.

Following the sound of crackling, the mother of Qin Chu came in from outside the cleavage of glass, and called me in the voice of his loathing, “Oan, don’t go.” I’m sorry.

5

Qinchu’s mother is already very sick, she can’t even walk, he’s got his limbs on the ground and he crawls in on his face from that broken glass, because the chemotherapy took the hair out of his head, and he had a little velvet dry hair.

She crawled at me one step at a time, as if her hands and feet didn’t work, and she slipped on the tile, like a human spider.

I’m scared to step back, but there’s more of them. They’re all coming at me.

“What do you want?” I’m sorry.

Qinchu’s mother crawled over that broken glass, scratched it on the ground, cuckooed her head and looked at me with a piped head: “You don’t want to die, so you want to pay back Qinchu the money you borrowed? I’m sorry.

She knows I don’t want to die.

I watched as Qinchu’s mother climbed closer, filled with spiders on the walls and on the ground, and some of the colors were so bright that he knew it was poisonous.

Thinking of the night and night of the month when I said that if I had to pay my life, at least for a while, I would be in a state of stress.

Step by step to the couch, and I want to pull the sofa over my body and run straight out, at least so that no spider bites.

But as I was moving, Qinchu’s mother looked at me and laughed at me: “What a strange thing is that Dr. White refused to save me, but he saved you.” I’m sorry.

“You must be anxious to leave the hospital. Should I call Qinchu? I tried to keep my friends less scared and slowly near the couch.

But all of a sudden, when my heels hit the sofa feet, it felt like my hands were sticky.

An instinctive glimpse of a few colours, a spider of egg size leaning from the ceiling, hanging around me, and the fangs in front of him were still running, with a drop of liquid, as if I would just move and give me a sip.

“Hang on. Qin Chu’s mother was lying down on the ground and looked at me with his head: “It’s Qin Qin Qin Qin who doesn’t listen to me and wants to pay for my treatment.” He likes you, so he wants you to die with him. But I can’t let him die. He’s my son. How can I let him die? I’m sorry.

“Don’t worry, it won’t hurt. Auntie wraps you up with silk, doesn’t even look like you’re wearing a white dress, and then you can marry Qin Chu. Qinchu’s mother laughed at me.

But a yellow tooth, a morbid face, with a head up like a spider, weird and creepy.

I looked at the spider hanging around and knew she was really trying to kill me.

Qinchu will not die, at least for a while, as long as I pay my debt with my life.

Turn around and try to run, but as soon as you move the spider next to me, you’re gonna turn your teeth.

Qinchu fucking crawled over, and the spiders started spinning around me.

I was going to step back, I was pulling my pillow and I started to dump, and I heard the sound of a gas stove closing in the kitchen: “I knew you wouldn’t fry the medicine, and if you didn’t put the fire on, it would burn.” I’m sorry.

In his speech, the moon was wearing a white pyjamas, one hand ate with a golden cucumber, the other one measured and came towards me.

As he walked, the spiders hanging from the ceiling seemed scared, all of them going up with the silk.

Qin Chu’s mother also leaned on her toes, slowly retreated, and her throat grunted: “Doctor White.” I’m sorry.

“Give you back one. * Hand me the cucumber you haven’t eaten in the night and night *

I looked at that cucumber, and I looked at the spiders who didn’t know which cracks or what, and they didn’t return.

“Drink can’t be empty. “The moon takes my hand straight through the night and the guacamole in my hand.

His hands are really as soft and warm and comfy.

When his hand left, I was holding cold cucumbers, and I was a little bit uncomfortable.

The moon didn’t seem to see these spiders and Qinchu’s mother acting weird, pulling me on a couch that no longer had spiders and putting my finger under.

Dr. White, you…

I’ve been a little obnoxious, but I’ve been biting my cucumbers in the middle of the night and staring at Qinchu’s mother: “I haven’t eaten you for years. Fresh melon fruit and vegetables are delicious. Do you want me to drive today?” I’m sorry.

Qinchu’s mother stunned her hands and feet with broken glass on the ground, ringing and staring at the moon, “Why didn’t you save her?” Why…?

The moon was just eating cucumbers and staring at her cold.

Qinchu’s mother was looking at him like she had a hair and slowly pulled out of the window.

I watched her tweaked limbs, shrunk out of the glass hole with her ten fingers, then crawled down on the glass, crawling down a little bit, and felt nothing but gliding out, even cold in the bones.

And the moon next to him was still eating the guacamole in his hand, carefully and calmly, until he ate what he had in his hand and said to me, “Give it to me if you do not eat.” I’m sorry.

Then I woke up and took the hot guacamole and delivered it to him: “What is it? I’m sorry.

“O old spider. “Take some, don’t drink your medicine. I’m sorry.

I smelled the fragrance and looked at the long, soft, soft fingers of the moon, “What are you, Dr. White?” I’m sorry.

“The White Fairy. “The moon bites the guacamole, and it says it without fear, but the hand hesitates and looks at me as if I had hope.

I don’t study any of this, but I think it’s not bad to bring a word for “the fairy,” and he just saved me.

Listen to Qinchu’s fucking meaning, she’s been looking for help from the White Moon.

I carefully ate the cucumber and looked at the moon, “What am I going to do now?” I’m sorry.

“Eat something, drink medicine, and sleep. “In the night and night, the moon’s eyes was broken and its hands were down with the cucumbers, and it was gnawed.

I smelled the medicine from the kitchen, and then I saw the skin of the moon so good that it was powdered in white, it looked good with a doctor, and it was calm, but it was a little weird.

“Is there no solution? I’m sorry.

“Wasn’t that a debt? The last piece of Qin-chul was put into his mouth by night and after a while, he said, “It’s time to pay back, it’s time to break, as long as you have ties with Qin-chul. I’m sorry.

I’m…

But I can’t even say anything when I look at the moon as if it was when I prescribed it.

The moon eats the cucumbers and rises again.

I’m in a tight mood this day, not to mention the spiders that were just in the house, and there’s no reliable person around.

Qinchu doesn’t know what my life is for; my parents and my brother only want Qinchu’s bride price, they don’t care about me.

The only thing more reliable is the white moon. “What’s a white fairy?”, he’s got to get up, grab the arm of the moon, and hand him the cucumber that bit him, “Doctor White, help me.” I’m sorry.

The moon stares at that guacamole, swallows it, looks at it, doesn’t believe it. I’m sorry.

I noded my head. It was just half a cucumber. He seemed excited.

The moon snuggles, looks at me, seems to determine what.

At the end of the bite, right where I bit, “I don’t know how to pay the debt, but someone knows that tomorrow I’ll take you to ask.” I’m sorry.

“Thank you.” I’m sorry.

But he bit the cucumber and went out.

I think it’s been a long night, and the spiders didn’t know where they came from, and the moon didn’t walk through the door, and there was a hole on the balcony and I wasn’t safe.

“Doctor White, can I borrow from your house tonight?” I’m sorry.

The moon bites the cucumber and shakes its head: “No. I’m sorry.

And I’m going to break my hands, and I don’t seem to like contact.

I can’t let go of the only one who can save my life.

In the middle of the night, however, one hand ate the cucumber, and was unable to hear it or to push it.

I think there’s medicine in the kitchen. I can’t go.

He tried to reach out to the back of the moon, trying to hold him.

But as soon as it reached out, the whole man of the moon was a vibrator, twirling at me like he was shaking.

“Don’t touch it.” I’m sorry.

I looked at him as if he was holding on to something.

But then he said, “Dr. White, save me or I’ll die tonight, and you’ll lose your medicine, right? I can’t live tonight. You can’t take me to pay my debt tomorrow, can you? I’m sorry.

The moon bit the last gucum, looked at me cold, and finally noded hard: “Take the medicine. I’m sorry.

I was busy nodding my head, my clothes were not on, I picked up my cell phone, and I wrapped up a towel with half the casserole, and I followed the moon out.

When he arrived in the hall, he looked at me and picked up the casserole in my hand.

I don’t know how he got here, but at least he didn’t drive, so we took a cab.

He lived in a villa in the centre of the city, although it was already at night, but the small house was full of vegetables and was well prepared and comfortable to see.

A cucumber with a root on it, a tomato troupe, or a green or yellow or half red, planted watermelon.

And he took me straight in, put the casserole on the stove, told me that I had had a bowl of wine and had to eat again, followed him to the basement, and did not tell me where to sleep.

I looked around the big, clean living room, and it was kind of boring.

It’s good to be alive now, but you can’t move, you can’t lose your life, you can’t stop in the kitchen, you can’t stop looking at the fire, you can’t stop with your phone.

It’s not much, but at least let me know that the pixie is a hedgehog.

Checked out the life habits of the hedgehogs and felt that the moon was right.

In the meantime, my brother and my parents have been sending me messages, long speeches, urging me to marry Qin Chu.

And I played with my dead grandparents and said they wanted me to marry well.

I looked at them, and there was no one to ask me if I was really sick and what was wrong with me.

When the medicine is ready, I drink it again, I watch the living room, and I’m afraid Qin Chu’s mother will find it, even if she can’t come by herself and just bite me with some poisonous spider.

Thinking of the hedgehogs as a night mover, the moon should have been up by night and night, screaming a few times in front of the basement.

It was a long time before the moon opened the door in cold and without talking, just looking at me.

I know I’m upset, but I don’t want to die.

Put your hands together and look down at the moon.

He looked at me and turned and went straight down.

The basement was not paved with bricks or anything; it was solid clay, and it was soft and comfortable, but it was full of furniture.

“Sleep, the blankets and everything are just changed. “The moon pointed at me in the night, and he shrunk himself to a lazy chair, and the whole man shrunk in a soft, blanket, and went to sleep.”

So he just came down, was that a bed?

This room has a fragrance and a fragrance of fruit, and I look at it as a white moon, lying on my bed, and I fall asleep.

Perhaps there is something in the medicine, and this night I did not dream any more of those dreams, but I dreamed that my grandparents would carry me to the grave, and that I would follow it to some lonely graves where no one would go to the grave.

I dreamt about it all night when I woke up with a cell phone alarm.

An ingenious awakening, an instinctive twist to look for a white moon, but discovers that there’s no one on the couch across the street, just a white-haired hedgehog, probably a big book, and it’s like it’s all in the corner of the sofa, and it’s just two pink ass out there, and it’s hard to stick.

I looked at the white pyjamas under the couch, and I was sure it was the night and night, and I whispered, “Dr. White, Dr. White.” I’m sorry.

After a while, it seemed that the hedgehog was awakened, with soft claws coming out of the husk of the beige, and then his little head turned and looked at me, and his eyes were blinking, and then he remembered something.

And he went back, and drilled under his clothes, and went towards me, “Wait for me up there.” I’m sorry.

I watched him shrunk under his clothes, so I remembered that he was naked.

Nod your head, head up.

When I walked two steps, I heard the White Moon Road: “Blow down the slag and fry the slag.” I’m sorry.

I’m busy and nod!

I didn’t even have to wash it, I cooked it, I found the bathroom.

It’s probably on meds, it’s much better, and the hair is still out, but at least the teeth are not bleeding.

When the moon came up, the whole man looked like a doctor of the cold, but the hair was still standing, like a prick.

I tried to please him and wanted to make him breakfast, and he made me eat it, and he went out to pick fresh melons and vegetables.

Don’t even say he’s eating well.

I’m on the phone, I’m taking the boss off, and it’s weird that my parents and my brother seem to have stopped.

I’ve had breakfast and the moon takes me out.

He’s not saying much. I’m not gonna watch him die.

As far as I’m concerned, of the five great fairies, the fairies are the best of hearts, the best of cures.

He took me to a café and said he was a former patient.

The waiter took us straight to a box with a picture of a girl on the wall, some of her young, some of her beautiful, some of her beautiful, some of her beautiful, some of her young.

But it looks like a lot of them were taken.

And when the moon sat on the couch, and when he lit the fragrance, and he did not speak, he ate with a plug and brought it up.

I held my handler and looked at the information that my parents had suddenly calmed down, wondering if I could tell them that Qinchu might not be human and that they would not trust Qinchu.

I was just thinking that a man in a white Tang dress with a white face but a very expensive man had come out of the smoke.

The shape, like the smoke that spreads, slowly produces the contours, a little bit larger.

I’m holding the handle, and I just feel cold, and instinctively trying to run.

“He will help you pay your debt.” I’m sorry.

But it looks like a ghost.

The man looked at me with a calm glance, staring at the moon and holding me close to my wrist: “Is that her?” Dr. White took care of me, grew up, saw death from life, and never pulled my hand except for a pulse. I’m sorry.

I don’t understand. Is this Dr. White’s untreated death?

The moon held my finger tight, but he dragged me down and said to the man: “Mr. Zhao helped her pay her debt.” I’m sorry.

Mr. Zhao just smiled and looked at me and said, “Is that right? I’m sorry.

So I nodded my head, and saw the night and the moon remain cold and silent, so I told the Qin Chu to borrow my debt.

Mr. Zhao listened to me in cold blood and said to me: “Men and wife are rich and rich.” He will borrow from you even if you pay him back, so you will have to pay him back and break the law. I’m sorry.

I’m confused. Do I have to find Qin Chu’s mother and son?

But they’re not human?

“You help her with the debt, I’ll find the magic. “The moon and the white moon suddenly spoke.

Mr. Zhao smiled and looked at me and said, “Mrs. Zhou An, don’t worry, the white doctor will take care of you.” I’m sorry.

He smiled a little, and the face of the moon slowly became as pink as the ass on the couch this morning, and even my hand turned pink.

I knew that the moon was different from me, and I was a little confused about him.

But he slowly let go of my hand and said, “Mr. Zhao will take you to pay your debt, remember to come home at noon and drink medicine, and I’ll break that device.” I’m sorry.

And he went straight out, and he turned his head at the door and looked at him: “Let Willows take care of them, and don’t let anything happen to her.” I’m sorry.

“Don’t worry, Dr. White. Zhao Zheng Zheng Nod.

I’m confused, but I also know that Mr. Zhao is taking care of me.

Master Zhao didn’t say anything. He just made a list for me and told the waiter to get me a candle and then send me to the Mansion Mansion in Old Town.

I heard that the Mansion had been a bit heartbroken, and the police had sealed the whole after hearing that someone had been killed in an affair the previous day.

But Master Zhao said to wait for me there and then disappear like a smoke.

The waiter took me to Lantern Street with a pick-up truck and pulled a car full of candlepaper money and sent me to the Mansion.

As in my dream, let me go up to the old grave area, where a grave is put in a candle with money.

Master Zhao didn’t see him, nor did he come with me, but told me that I had good luck, that it had recently happened on the Day of the Ghost, that these old graves had been left unattended and lacked fragrance, so that I could repay my debt so that I could suffer and be quick.

Many of the old graves have collapsed, and there are rotting coffins in them and some broken clothes.

And a grave of Ours is a grave wherece the money is compacted, and candles are put in it, and we are humble and sincere.

But it’s half a mountain. It’s not that easy.

I was pressurized and forgot my time until I put paper on an old grave, spent too much time crouching, and I was held by one hand when I fell over the side.

Then he smelled the familiar Chinese medicine, and the moon was still the face of the cold-faced elite, holding me aside and handing me a cup of warmth and a bag: “Eat a bread mat and drink the medicine.” I’m sorry.

I looked at him, and that’s when I found out that the sun was slightly west, and I didn’t go back for my medicine at noon.

And he was about to thank him, but the moon looked at me and whispered: “Marry me.” I’m sorry.

Six.

I was shocked by the words of the moon, and I couldn’t help looking at him.

He drew me a folder in his backhand: “This is my file. Take your time, I’ll get you paper. I’m sorry.

I was a little surprised to see the moon carrying a pile of paper and a paper on my head.

It’s a little too fast, isn’t it?

Carefully turn the folder, which is indeed the material of the moon, which is exactly what he is.

Very comprehensive, including identification information, property certificates, security certificates issued, all of them.

I took this folder, looked at the heavy paper-pressed white moon, chewed on a bread, then smothered the medicine in the cup, rushing up to the white moon. I’m sorry.

And the light of the night and the moon smelt on an old grave without a tablet: “The Qin Chu has burned it with your nails and with that which you have created, so it cannot be lifted.” And it is too slow for you to spend the money of an orphan grave, and I fear that you will die of sickness if you do not pay your debt. The only way is for you to marry me, so you and Qinchu are not married. I’m sorry.

He said, “Look at me and look at me with a firm and gentle eye: “Now that the Civil Affairs Bureau is not off duty, I’ve been stolen from your home page, we’ll take it this afternoon, we’ll get married at night. I’m sorry.

So smooth?

To save me, did you make a promise?

I took the folder and found myself a little dizzy.

“The Civil Affairs Bureau works at half an hour. We’ve been in the past half an hour. You’ve got an hour to think. “The night and night of the moon turned on the paper, and it was like when it was fragrance, it was like it was shaking so hard that it couldn’t light.”

I held the folder, looked at him in a white and casual dress, crouched on paper at the edge of the grave, softly and gently saying my name, suddenly with a warm heart, in a moment of impulsiveness.

Our company was founded, and a group of female colleagues asked how the married financial director would choose to marry his current husband for a million dollars a year.

She laughed so deeply: “When you meet the right person, there will be an urge to marry him at some point.” That feeling, it happens sometimes, and if not, others will be nothing but a balance of interests. I’m sorry.

I wanted to marry Qinchu, but it was like eating something I didn’t like to eat, and it cost me money, didn’t waste it, and I had to swallow it in my mouth.

But now, looking at the white of the moon, crouching between the dust and the grass, helping me to pay off my debt, with the folder he had prepared, there was an urge to marry him.

So I looked at the white moon, “Okay! I’m sorry.

He’s pressing his hand on paper, as if he was a little hard, and he’s poking a big hole in a yellow piece of paper, turning his head at me, and still a cool nod. I’m sorry.

Just that hand and face, a little bit getting pink.

I’ll put it together, and I’ll put it on paper.

By the time of the White Moon, he had taken me to the Civil Administration, and by the time he was there, he was there for the coffee shop, and he had already signed us up.

The moment I got my certificate and the night moon suddenly held my hand.

The soft hand is no longer as warm as it used to be, but cold, and even a little shaking.

I didn’t know what he was shaking, but he pulled me back and said he was going to fry the afternoon medicine.

When I went back to the night moon house, the house was still in the morning and the house was decorated.

The moon looked at the night and the ears and fingers were red, but the way was still flat: “Mr. Zhao arranged it.” He’s got a guy who’s been in love for two lifetimes, and you’ve seen the guy on the wall, and he’s been working on it for the last two days. I’m sorry.

I looked at the big red and a little awkward nod in the night and night of the moon.

He left only one sentence and now he’s home, and he’s in the kitchen.

I smelled it, but it was still a little bit.

Yesterday, I was still scared of the blood of a dog and the fear of being sick.

But today it was confirmed with White Moon, as if today and yesterday were two lives altogether.

The moon was cold in the night, but when it was good, when the medicine was ready, he cooked me a bowl of noodles, and he ate his own fresh fruit and vegetables.

After eating, it’s dark out there. I’m too busy packing my own chopsticks. I can’t let them “show each other” to save me.

When I was packed, I was given clean clothes, towels and laundry.

He has bathed himself and is still in his white pyjamas, and he says to me: “Will you sleep in the bed last night?” I’m sorry.

I looked at the big red words on the wall, the candles, and all kinds of golden girls, and a little nodding.

“It’s too slow for you to lose your hair. It’s good for you. “The moon left only one word, and then went into the basement in red.

It took me a long time to figure out what it means to be smart.

Mostly when the moon says this, it’s too serious and cold, as if it were a drug.

Thirty-year-olds, standing there a little helpless.

It took a long time to take a slow shower and find that the moon was in bed, but left me half of the space.

I naturally know what marriage means, and I just figured out what it means to be smart.

In fact, I didn’t lose anything in relation to the identity and face of the moon, and I wanted to touch him as well as the ass of the gill powder that I looked at in the morning.

Whether this works or not, I’m going to die and I’m going to party before I die.

So I dressed up calmly, lifted the covers and went to bed, lying on my side, watching the moon.

He seemed to be reading some medical magazine, and when I came down, I didn’t even lift my eyelids, but the book on my hand was getting tighter, and the nice nail cap was too hard, a little bit from pink to white.

I found that he was stressed, that he was a bit restless, that he was relaxed, that he was a legitimate husband and wife, and that he held his hand, “Doctor White, go to sleep.” I’m sorry.

The moon looked down at me, and the magazines in his hand were wrinkled, swallowed up, and said to me, “Do you know what marriage is?” I’m sorry.

He said that a little bit.

And I’m thinking of the novels of the first marriage and love, and I hold the hand of the moon, and I sit at the head of my bed, and I look at his gentle eyes, and I look down at his pink lips.

I’ve been wondering what that little tomato tastes like at night.

Just as the moon was a little twirling, I leaned over and kissed on his lips.

I’m sure it’s sweet with a fresh guacamole, and it’s soft and it’s a little like licking ice-cooled powder…

I can’t breathe!

But then, when it sank, the night and night of the moon’s voice was dumb: “Ham.” I’m sorry.

I’m still thinking about how to eat, and then I don’t have the right.

The moon was very serious about eating, and I finally realized that the leprechauns were demons, and the leprechauns, who looked soft and powdered, were the same.

But the only thing I’m glad I finally confirmed is that the hedgehog’s ass is really touching.

When I got up again, I wasn’t woken up by the alarm, but I heard my mother’s voice.

I jumped out of bed, thinking it was the White Moon.

White moon put clothes on me by the bedside, though a little soft, but it was apparently washed and it was very refreshing.

And it’s rare that I haven’t woken up for so long.

It’s not good to know my parents found this place. I’m in a hurry.

All the crows in the living room up there are humans, Qin Chu’s face is white and blue, with his mother in a wheelchair, standing in the corner in silence.

Look at me, look at me.

This time, my family, my brothers and sisters, who had never shown up, came with their little nephew, and the mediaman, who, along with my mother, had shed tears among several police officers and members of the community, with his fingers stretching out from time to time and with his face torn apart.

It’s just a play like that that you love, and it’s really very compassionate for you to look like your mother and your son.

There’s a couple of cops around to talk my mom out of it.

“Where the hell are you?” I’m sorry.

I looked at the broken window and the iron door outside.

“I got married yesterday.” I’m sorry.

My mother looked at the marriage certificate in my hand and looked at Qin Chu, and the whole body trembled and screamed, “I can’t let you marry only Qin Chu.” Get a divorce now! Now! I’m sorry.

I just glanced at the civilian police and told them about my call the other night, so that he could check the police records of my precinct.

Then sit calmly next to Qinchu and let my mother go mad.

My mom saw me like this, she came straight to me and the police didn’t stop her.

Nor did she know what had been done in the middle of the night or what had happened.

The police questioned the police record of the night, presumably knowing that I had long refused to marry Qinchu and that my parents had received a high bride price from Qinchu.

But my mom was so full of shit, she told me she was gonna marry me, like Qin Chu, and give me 10 million.

I taped the video with my phone, indicating she went on.

My mother tried to hit me with a stool, but she got stuck by the civilian police, and she threw her and said the police beat her.

My dad calmed down and pulled my mom away, so he looked at me and said, “Are you listening to us?” I’m sorry.

I looked at his familiar and strange face and suddenly wondered when the last time he spoke to me.

He hardly spoke to me since he was a child, as if he were high, as though he spoke.

Even then, when I had hoped that they would live in my former house and buy him clothes and shoes, he would have been nothing but for granted, never boasting or saying anything.

It’s been a few days. He’s just following my mom, watching her make a noise.

At this point, you say I’m no good? Did they ever talk to me before? Did they teach me?

I’m 30 years old. He’s coming to me.

I don’t know why, my eyes start beating, my hands start sweating, my breasts are not boring, I start to get bored, I get a little confused.

Just as my hand was shaking to find something to hold, a soft hand held me.

“I don’t know how uncle wants him to listen.” Marry Qin Chu and give her life for the ten million. Or are you going to transfer her house to you, or are you going to pay her annual income, or are you going to let her do whatever she wants, whatever she wants? I’m sorry.

“I’m her father. “My father was staring at the moon, and suddenly he burst out and shouted, ‘I gave her life. I gave her life, I gave her up. I want her to die, and she will die! What happened to her? I’m sorry.

The moon wanted to say something, and I held his arms gently and shook his head.

“Yeah. I’ve raised you for nothing! “My mother saw my father yell and came out: “You white-eyed wolf, if you don’t marry Qin Chu today, I will strangle you, and I will not have your daughter.” If you die, you must marry Qin Chu. I’m sorry.

“You’re dead, everything you have is ours! My mother really threw her sleeve at me: “What do you want me to do?” What are you doing? If I had known, I’d have thrown you into a pig’s larvae! I’m sorry.

I’ve heard that much, but the moon stands up all of a sudden.

My mother screamed and tried to jump, “You want to hit someone?” I’m sorry.

White moon is a fairy, but now it’s an ordinary man, and it’s a very cold elite.

I was too busy standing in front of the night moon, holding my mother’s hand, pushing her towards my father, and whispering, “Have you raised me?” I’m sorry.

My mother screamed, and I gave up my voice: “I was born and you left me to my grandmother before the full moon. I’m sorry.

I don’t want to worry about the past generation.

My mother left me and went back to my mother’s house, and my dad took her out for a little business and never came home to see me again.

I looked at my mother and laughed, “You raised your children like pigs, and you were locked in pigs’ rings, and you could feed them if you wanted. When you want to eat meat, you want to sell it, you sell it, you don’t listen, you just kill it, right? I’m sorry.

I am suddenly reminded of what one of my colleagues said before, that many parents raise children, that they have pigs, that they have goals for income, that they only wish that they are fat, that they can eat and sell more, and that they never care about pigs.

Some parents raise their children as pets, care, laughter and consolation.

At some point, when the pet’s life is over, the owner is sad to send away, but never asks for a return. Just like a parent, when a child is older and sad, he or she lets it go.

We felt like she was saying that, a little over, and now think, it’s really real.

My mother, listening to me, was so angry at me, she said to me, “You’re not as good as a pig. A pig can kill and sell, and I’ll kill you today to sell.” I’m sorry.

“You said you raised me for nothing. You never raised me. You give me back the house I’m living in, and I’ll give you $2,000 a month. “Does it have to be that way?” I’m sorry.

“I raised you, I can’t use your money.” * My mom pounced and screamed *

The police on one side were busy pulling her away, and my father was yelling that if he died today, he would take me back.

The police and the community are too busy to talk about the freedom of marriage, and I can count on it.

Qin Chu and his mother have been standing in the corner as if the scene had nothing to do with him.

I looked at Qin, and he was still that honest man, but I know he promised my parents something.

Just when the situation was deadlocked, there were journalists outside.

I was wondering, but the night and night moon blinked at me: “I asked for him.” I’m sorry.

Mr. Zhao, he’s really a master.

There’s a reporter coming, and now the Internet is so well-developed, my brother’s afraid of being attacked, and he just yelled at me and left.

The mother and son of Qin Chu stayed in the end, as if Qinchu’s whole mother was in a bad way, and she couldn’t move except her eyes, but was grateful for watching the moon.

It seems to be the opposite of standing behind a wheelchair, full of hate, the Qinchu, the Qinchu, the obstinate.

When everyone left, Qinchu came and looked at me: “What do you mean “live”? Blood-to-blood, just want to suck your blood. I’m sorry.

My eyes flashed through my neck, my face was thicker, my hands were in a wheelchair, and the cloth on it squeaked.

“What did you do to my mother? I’m sorry.

“Your mother knows I’m here. But your mother told her that she was alive for you, that she didn’t want you to die and that I was going to save Zhou An, and she told her about a way to transfer it. Look what she’s done. It must have been your dirty debt. Qinchu, who was in Qinchu at night and in the moon.

Quietly: “But as you know, you’ve won 50 million in lottery, and she’s alive. Your mother’s life will not be filled, and she’ll live with it forever. I’m sorry.

“The White Moon. Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin :

And he jumped at me, and he came straight to my hand.

I grabbed the pillow right next to him and smashed it.

And he was kicked away at the foot of the moon by the night, and he said, “It is hard to remember your people, I do not care.” But Mr. Zhao has returned to power, and you are in the hands of Mr. Zhao. I’m sorry.

Qinchu heard “Mr. Zhao” and was always afraid.

I looked at my mother and looked at me and said, “The way to borrow the debt of the pussy is that only our people know that even Mr. Zhao and the moon cannot be solved.” I’m sorry.

But Mr. Zhao said he can pay it back, and I’m married to him, and he has nothing to do with it.

Besides, he used his fucking life to fill it out.

Qinchu looked at me and laughed at me: “Your mother invited me to dinner the day before yesterday. Didn’t your brother like to buy lottery tickets? Ask me how to buy so many lottery tickets, if there’s any secret. I’m sorry.

I heard Qin Qin Zhu’s feeling, “I’ll tell them what to do with the debt, and I’ll give you an award today.” I’m sorry.

“What kind of family you should know. If I don’t win, I’ll buy all the money I can get. Qinchu smiled.

He pushed his mother out, and he said, “You know, I’m helping you. I’m sorry.

But when I came to the door, the wheelchair ran over the broken glass, and Qinchu seemed to think of something and looked at me like, “If I hadn’t borrowed my pussy, you’d marry me, right? I’m sorry.

7

I don’t know why Qinchu suddenly asked, but when we were married, we made it clear.

He got married because he wanted to see him get married before his mother died.

I’m not the one who made love to me.

But I have no answer to that question.

It was only a bitter smile, and a cold one: “If you live these days, my wedding party with Zoan will send you an invitation.” I’m sorry.

“Doctor Baek didn’t want to save my mother, but when we went to your hospital, you suggested that we should stay in the hospital. Qin Qin looked at me and smiled, “This is what I wanted.” I’m sorry.

I’ve heard it from Master Zhao.

“Thank you very much. “The night and night moon is just a calm return.

Qinchu laughed at himself and pushed his mother away.

When he left, I sat on the sofa and thought about it and called my brother.

I know he’s been spoiled by my parents ever since he was a kid. He’s always liked to buy lottery tickets.

I know now that Qin Chu won the prize and that there’s no other way.

But instead of answering my phone, he said, “Let’s send a message.” I’m sorry.

I thought about it and made up a message: if you win the lottery, don’t win the prize! Don’t pay the prize! It’s a debt. Don’t pay for it.

But he went right back to me and said, “I’m so poor and I care about life.”

I just felt like I was going to call him and he just hung up.

I had to send this information to my parents, but they didn’t talk to me.

The moon stood by me in the night and looked at my cell phone, whispering, “Glory is not enough, it’s fate.” I’m sorry.

I held the handler a little tight, knowing that they were gonna swallow me right now, and I must have thought that I was the winner.

“What are they?” I’m sorry.

“A spider. “The sun and the moon went down to the kitchen and brought me a bowl of cuisine.” They’re old and they don’t eat flesh and blood, and they turn this into a debt. I’m sorry.

“This society, after all, has money, wants anything. ‘The moon seems to care nothing about the chaos, and when the porridge is put down, it comes out the fried medicine.’

That’s when I found out there was a lot of medicine in the air.

It’s funny that my parents haven’t asked me yet why they took the pills.

The moon was still eating fruit and vegetables, and I drank porridge, and I wondered if he could not break the magic of debt.

He looks up and looks like he’s eating fresh cucumbers, white yellow skin, white and white with his hands.

Thinking of him as a promise to understand my obscenity.

He seemed to feel I was looking at him and looked up at me: “I’ll take you to the hospital for a full-body examination and then I’ll combine it with the treatment.” I’m sorry.

I listened to you, and I thought it would be nice, but I didn’t think there was so much more to do, noding and trying to drink.

But he heard the moon go on, saying, “There is no one left alive, for himself.” You don’t have to work so hard. I’ve lived thousands of years and saved something, not just $50 million. I’m sorry.

“For thousands of years I’ve been a healer, a healer, and Ford’s. “The moon of the night, with its cucumbers, said slowly.

I looked at him so seriously as to exaggerate himself that he was a little bit ecstatic, but I did a bit of a nod: “The white doctor is a living fairy.” I’m sorry.

The moon was carrying the hand of a cucumber, and it was loaded on it, as if it was inhaled.

“We’re married, we’re one, and mine is yours.” There’s a card bag in the file you gave you yesterday. You’ll have to use the money later. I’m sorry.

As if I was afraid that I might not understand, I looked down at the cucumber and bit it, “I’m rich, blessed, you can use as much as you want, and I don’t care about the life of the sun.” And it doesn’t have to be the $50 million limit. Live to be happy, eat well, have fun. I’m sorry.

It took me a while to hear what the moon meant.

It’s like it’s smelt, it’s sour nose, but it’s snorting, turning around and drinking.

There’s nothing to say about the cucumbers that are still gnawing behind the white moon.

I pour water, and look at it filled with cups, and I feel like I’m not so empty, like the stingy anger that comes up from time to time, as if it had disappeared with the injection.

Little talk was given to him during the night, he ate food and said that he had asked him to arrange cleaning, and he took me to the hospital.

I’ve been with you all night and night, and the health-care staff are all looking like they want to eat melons.

Then I went to MRI, and I lay in the machine, and the doctor couldn’t stand it, and whispered, “What is your relationship with Dr. White?” He’s famous for being nice and cold, being so gentle and smiling when you’re here. I’m sorry.

I don’t remember laughing at the moon, but I thought it looked like I couldn’t bring my cell phone when I came in, and I handed him my cell phone.

But the woman doctor was just a pusher: “Who are you?” Relatives? I’m sorry.

I was thinking, though I’ve got it, that the night and night of the month was set up in the hospital, and it was kind of nice.

He married me as a drug. Save me.

I think I know why she’s the only one who didn’t take it.

“Students.” I’m sorry.

“Just a classmate? The doctor didn’t believe it.

It’s obvious what she means, and I smiled a little, “Yeah.” I’m sorry.

After the check-up, the doctor took the check-up and sent me out to get to the White Moon: “The results of your classmates…”

“My wife! “This is my wife.” I’m sorry.

His hand was soft, but he held me tight, not looking at the doctor, but looking at me. I’m sorry.

I looked him in the eye and suddenly realized that I might have done something bad.

But the moon was clearly angry and reached out directly to the doctor’s list: “My wife’s report, I will read it myself, thank you.” I’m sorry.

And then he pulled me straight out, and as soon as he got to the safe house, the moon closed the door, he stuck me in the triangulation behind the door and looked at me cold.

I wanted to explain, but I didn’t know how to say it.

And the moon was staring at me, and it was a long time before he breathed into it: “I am serious about marrying you, Anne, and I intend to live my life.” I’m sorry.

I’m a little smirky. White moon is a thousand-year-old white fairy. How long can he live?

How long can I live?

But he turned his head and looked at me after the moon, and said, “My life is ours, I live, you live.” You die, I die.

And We stretched out our hands and covered the mouth of the moon, and cried twice.

I used to believe in these things, but now I do.

What if the moon talks like that?

And as we looked at each other, suddenly the laughter came from upstairs.

The moon pulls me up the stairs.

I saw Qin Chu’s back with arms, like a big spider, lying between the sidekicks of the building, which turned around like his web.

He’s worse than his mother. I’m scared.

And the moon dragged me down, calmly, and watched the stairs of the arms behind Qinchu crawl down.

I’m busy looking around, but most people are in the elevators right now, but if someone takes the security ladder, you can’t be scared!

And the weird thing is, as I look down, it’s like Cai Ling-jae disappeared at the entrance that night, and there’s a dark vortex underneath.

But Qinchu climbed to the floor where we were, and countless limbs climbed the fence in that way, looking at me first in the dark.

And then, in the middle of the night, the moon went, “I want to know how to borrow the debt of the pussy.” I’m sorry.

“You want to save your mother? “She won’t live long.” I’m sorry.

“My life is with her, she says she lives for me, and I have to listen to her and live for her. If that’s the case, I have to do my best to save her. Qinchu climbs the stairs and looks at the moon: “Doctor White thinks better, I’m dead than alive. I’m sorry.

I thought I knew what Qinchu was going to do, and tried to stop it, but Qinchu looked at me and didn’t wait for the moon to say, and went down the stairs.

It was also like a dark vortex, and Qinchu climbed up, but it was as if four or five layers of distance were in darkness.

And that’s when he was in the hall next to him and someone came down.

“This is the place of return, Qinchu is dead.” I’m sorry.

So he’s still looking for the so-called transfer?

I watched the moon pull my hand and look at the vortex, and suddenly I scolded myself.

This guy Qinchu, who died without peace, had to put a few nails in my heart.

White moon has given Qinchu’s mother the option of the transfer, which is one of the ways to save her life. Qinchu’s mother must have left something for Qinchu.

He also asked me to separate my heart from the moon.

Those people walked by us and couldn’t see the vortex of that building.

I think Qinchu is dead, and I’m a little bit twirled.

Moon took me to his office, where he had the right to see the results from the computer, as long as he waited.

It’s actually a bit of a clot in the lungs, so it comes out with black blood, stomach and sap.

I don’t know much about those pills, but I’m listening to you, too.

When he prescribed the medicine and was about to take me to get it, Qinchu’s mother came to Qinchu’s office in a wheelchair.

She’s still the same scrawny face, looking at my dumb-ass saying: “Qin Chu is dead, poisoned.” I’m sorry.

I was still a little smug at her, and the moon was still holding me down: I’m sorry.

Qinchu’s mother was sad and looked at me and said, “What do you say parents have children for?” Some of us, some of us, will eat our own children, others will feed their own bodies. I thought I was alive for the sake of Qinchu, but he didn’t appreciate it. I’m sorry.

I’ve seen some Cope before. There’s a red spider that’s a child’s mother, and there’s a other spider that’s a mother’s.

But is there no other choice? Living independently?

They’re not spiders anymore!

But his mother only looked at me and laughed: “I knew that Qinchu was seeking revenge from me, but I would not let him do what he wished.” I’m sorry.

Followed by her control of the electric wheelchair, she walked away.

I know what she’s going to do. She’s a little heavy, instinctive to stop.

“He’s dead. * And the moon took my hand and pointed at his mother. *

She took control of the wheelchair and went through it directly between the two nurses, then turned to the door of the security ladder and entered the building.

My heart is dazzled and my heart is dark: “Isn’t it not for the dying to see?” I’m sorry.

That day, I saw two.

“They came to you deliberately, different. “Go home and take your medicine and take care of your body.” I’m sorry.

I look at the door of that security ladder and I’m still a little heavy.

The night and night of the month must have known that I was in love with the elevator.

When I got to the car, my brother called me back, and he said, “You know how much I won the lottery, Haha…”

He was so happy, and there was something that my mom and sister were happy to say.

And my mother was even shouting, “You think you can earn, and we won the lottery.” Ha ha! Then we shall buy it every day, and one day we shall find it better than Qin Chu. Ha ha!

I heard them laugh, my heart swollen, and I said to my brother: “The death of Qin Chu and his mother is the debt of this woman.” If you don’t get the prize, don’t. Don’t use it. Don’t use it. Donate it all. I’m sorry.

I don’t want to see them die.

“It’s all a superstition, not a rich man. With money, you’ll be alive. You want to buy it together? There’s a lot of people and a lot of people. I counted all my son’s…” My brother was there.

All I heard was that I was trying to keep him out of his way, and that’s really killing Qin Chu, and that’s the precedent, not to use his son.

“My son, whatever I want. And my brother smiled and said to me, “I’ll go down to the grand prizes and replace the used car I bought the other day with a new car.” You can’t make that much money in your life. I’m sorry.

“But you said you wouldn’t lend me money. I won’t lend you money. My brother-in-law, when you asked me to return the money to Qinchu, I lost my love. “My brother’s speech is so preposterous.

I just wanted to say something, he just hung up.

And when I called again, he pulled me straight out.

Call my parents again, they seem to have taken me black together.

I am suddenly reminded of the words of my colleagues when they fantasized about the high lottery, and of the desire to black out their relatives and be alone.

Who doesn’t want to excite his eyebrow, loses his fortune and beats his face with money.

My brother did it, and I won’t be in touch.

I looked at the white moon and wondered if I’d go home and persuade them.

The moon said, “You don’t seem angry. I’m sorry.

I had a moment of shock, but I found myself in my brother’s mouth, with no fire, a calm mind, just trying to solve it.

Previous colleagues have stated that I am a hedgehog, and that when I get stabbed, the whole person becomes sharp, clearly in love, and with a sense of sensitivity.

If he told me that before, I would be upset and angry.

I can’t believe it just happened, just as it was in the morning when the moon was pouring water into the cup.

No, it’s my house now.

I had a glimpse of the moon that was really driving, and suddenly I got something.

I don’t have to say that the moon offered to drive me there and try to persuade me, and if not, there is no other way.

Just waiting for us to get there, just when we were stuck, listening to the car next to us, saying that a car was driving too fast at the front junction, that when it crossed the bridge, it crashed the fence and fell into the river, and now the road to the bridge was blocked.

I’m listening to you.

In the same town, a video of the car slowly sinking into the water and rescue at the scene has been sent.

I looked at the license plate that was a little familiar, and I was a little surprised.

I was hit by an Internet car the other day and saw five people in the car wet.

“The Water Ghost is looking for a double.” I’m sorry.

I was kind of shaking, thinking my brother said he bought a used car.

I tried to call them, but it didn’t work, but in a little while, I got a call and asked if I was the sister of Junpei, whose car crashed.

I had a bit of a headache, and I was just messing around, or did the moon abandon my car and took me on two streets to the scene?

The police said that the car had been bought two days earlier, and that today, when he crossed the bridge, there was a traffic jam in the front, and he ran out of the escort when he yelled at him for driving a broken car and for speeding up.

As for the specific cause of the accident, it will have to wait until the car is recovered.

Search and rescue boats have been dispatched, but they are now in stairwell, and the water is running faster, and the car may have washed down.

It’s been almost an hour, and the results are self-evident.

I can’t tell you what it feels like. It’s a bit boring.

The police are just telling me the truth and keeping me safe.

But the moon says I’m not well, go home and wait for news.

When I came home to drink my medicine, I had a bit of a seizure, but after I took the night and night of my medicine, I was lost.

The moon took me to my bed, covered me softly with covers. I was a little unconscious, but I smelled good melons.

He was planning to fall asleep and suddenly heard the voice of Mr. Zhao: “She has paid off her debt.” I’m sorry.

“Get out and talk. * The moon’s voice is soft, and it’s slapping on my shoulder like it’s a child sleeping. *

I’m a little confused. I want to wake up, but I’m sleeping.

When I woke up, it was the next morning.

The police have taken the car up, and it’s just as I thought.

That car, the half a million Qinchu’s first, bought the water truck I hit.

In recent days, he had won millions of lottery tickets on the Internet alone, and had bought them at welfare stations, driving to the prize.

He and my parents had a lot of lottery tickets in their wallets, but because of the water, some couldn’t see.

But I know, every one of them.

I’m still a little bored looking at the pictures on the file.

But the police looked at me a little bit wrong, and I said all the money was donated and the police were confused, but they didn’t ask anything, and they handed it over and left.

I put that down, I feel like my heart is empty, and the moon puts a glass of warm water in my hand, holding my hand, “I’ll be with you from now on.” I’m sorry.

I looked at his pink fingers and looked at him.

Just like he asked me to marry him that day, he noded his head, “Okay. I’m sorry.

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I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.