I’m a little fat. I don’t want to live.
So I spent a lot of money on Sanya and jumped into the sea.
As I approached my suffocation, suddenly a strange soul came into my body.
It’s like running my heavy body back.
I heard a mute in my head when I spit out a big sip of water: “Fuck me.” I’m sorry.
My body is manipulated by strangers.
But there was nothing inside of me, even a moment of pain.
Because I’m six hundred pounds a metre, I don’t love my mother, I hate my classmates, my teacher’s headaches, and he’s disgusting.
Now, the man is sitting wet on the beach, squeezing three layers of swimming in my stomach, and he’s restless.
“Stop it, it’s all red. I’m sorry.
You can’t get rid of this fat, really.
“Who? “The man was nervously looking around.
“This is my body. I should ask who you are. I whispered.
There’s a low-key voice again: “Fuck, what the hell. I’m sorry.
“I don’t know. I’m dying. You’re coming in. I’m sorry.
“…can you hear my thoughts? I’m sorry.
“Yes. I’m sorry.
“…”
We sat quietly for a long time, until the sky was dyed with white purple, and the rest was spilled over the sea, and every wave was tender.
“Why do you want to die? Look, how beautiful. I’m sorry.
The boys looked at the distance and took a deep breath and the air smelled of sunlight and waves.
‘Cause I’m not pretty’ and I whispered to him.
After a while, the boys laughed, “Dumb.” I’m sorry.
I’ve had a few exchanges. I’ve only heard the boy’s name is Kang.
His entire memory is vague and he only remembers that he floats for a long time without a trace.
His world has always been gray, and nothing can be seen.
Today, he saw a sea from far away.
He came up and tried to save me.
He spent half a day trying to get my body back.
I thought about it.
I didn’t want to live, so I gave him my body.
He walked out to the airport and bought a return ticket and returned to my house under my guidance.
My house’s on the sixth floor. There’s no elevator.
As soon as he entered the house, he was paralyzed and on the sofa.
“You really…” he took a breath, “It’s time to lose weight. I’m sorry.
I’m a little embarrassed, “I told you to climb slowly, you have to go to the sixth floor. I’m sorry.
“What about your parents?” I’m sorry.
“Go to work, usually not home. I’m sorry.
“Well, I’ll take a shower first, this sweat. “The river is holding the sofa and sitting up.”
“No! You can’t wash!” I was anxious.
“You can’t keep me sweating. You’ll wash it sooner or later. I’m sorry.
“No, no, no, you can’t wash, you hooligan. “I tried to control myself in a hurry, but it didn’t work.
“You’re not afraid to die. You’re scared to take a shower. I won’t touch it without my eyes closed. I’m sorry.
I barely agreed.
It’s more shame than shame.
That thin layer of fabric is my only veil, and that layer of fatty is my deepest fear and my greatest shame.
Jiangjun moved to the bathroom and stopped in front of the mirror.
It’s the first time he saw my face.
They were squeezed into one eye, thick lips, and their noses trapped in them.
The mirror looks like a mirror to me.
I’ve been preparing myself for everything he could have done.
So, when things really happen, I’m not gonna be so obnoxious.
He might just say, “Fuck you, you’re so ugly. I’m sorry.
He’s probably whispering, “What about your eyes, sister? I’m sorry.
He could also say cruelly, “Why don’t I help you die again?” I’m sorry.
But he never spoke.
I was just kidding, “What’s the problem? I’m sorry.
“Your eyes, so beautiful. He said, “Fingers softly shiver my eyelashes, and the feeling of sommel.”
I’m relieved.
I certainly wouldn’t believe it was a compliment from his heart, but at least he was kind. He did not add a small knife to my terrible heart.
In the shower, he kept his eyes closed, under my command, making moves.
However, this has led to a long and tedious bathing process until more than 10 p.m.
And the embroidery fell upon my soft bed, and rolled over and forth: “A warm bed, at last, can rest.” I’m sorry.
“That I have a translation work tomorrow Monday. I’m sorry.
The river rolls and stops with its head on the bed.
And for a long time, he lamented: “All right, whom I owe you? I’m sorry.
Jiang Jian turned out my school bag and started working hard.
I’m learning business English, and I have a great deal of professional vocabulary, and it’s written in Jiang’s pen, and I don’t have any cardboard.
I’m a little worried.
“Don’t worry, it’s better than you. @Assam: #Jan25
I shut up and watch him write.
Even though the river is fast, he can’t wait to do a lot of homework, and he keeps writing until he’s finished.
The living room lights up and my parents are back.
My mother opened the bedroom door and whispered, “Hey, you’re still doing your homework. Do you want me to make you some supper? I’m sorry.
He hesitated, and I stopped him: “No food at midnight, no fatness.” I’m sorry.
“No, Mom, thanks. @Jan25: #jan25 #Jan25
“Okay, well, you get some sleep. My mother told me to close the door.
The living room was in a state of calm.
My relationship with my parents is not good, and while living under the same roof, communication is limited to a few words.
When I was a kid, I followed my grandparents. I was a family.
It wasn’t until my mom and dad went to college that they bought a 60-square second-hand room.
I started living with my parents.
But that doesn’t change anything, and Mom and Dad still get up early and come home, and we don’t talk about the rest of the day that we can get along sometimes.
Over the years, the gap has been so hard that it has not broken.
Our yearning for the love of our mother and father, our cry for help when they are helpless, and our desire to talk loudly in my heart, have long passed away with my youth.
Early in the morning, Jiangjiang stood devoutly in front of the pancakes stand up to his boss’s pancakes.
He passed the hot pancakes into his hand, and he didn’t pay for them.
“It’s been too long since you tasted food. It smells good. I’m sorry.
I swallowed the saliva. It was a little subtle.
I thought this guy would help me get my life back.
I didn’t think I’d be able to watch and be fat!
“Don’t worry, I’ll give you a day off. “The river bites the pancakes, and it comforts me.
I can’t believe I said that.
It’s not enough to eat pancakes and buy a big bag of breakfast.
I just said breakfast and I went to class, and I was like:
“Joseph, your online girlfriend brought you breakfast. I’m sorry.
It’s all laughter around, and it’s all about me, with all the glamorous and unkind eyes.
“Don’t talk nonsense, my girlfriend’s gonna be mad at me. I’m sorry.
The cold and the cold sweeps me, and the eyes are thick and obstinate.
I’d hate to indent myself.
And it’s just a slight look, and it doesn’t matter.
He sits down and bites his bag and asks me, “What’s the matter, do you love someone online?” Why do you look like that?”
I hesitated to answer.
In my third year of high school, I was obsessed with games, and I knew Tweedy.
We’re always in teams, playing games, talking about things.
I’m fat, but my voice is soft.
After several voice calls, Zhong Yiu sent a request for a relationship.
This is the first time that a boy has taken the initiative to be nice to me, and I’m easily trapped without taking into account the consequences.
He asked me a few times about the photos, and I refused.
He took the initiative to send me a lot of self-portraits, tall, white and good clothes.
I can’t help but dream a lot of sweet dreams and even start to lose weight.
But the obese age is not going to disappear overnight.
On the eve of the beginning of school, when I was compiling the files of my classmates, I recognized him.
In a panic, I broke up with Jianxi.
He’s been begging, and he’s been talking about it.
I even started to fantasize that maybe he wouldn’t care about my appearance.
Until the day of school, I bowed my head and trembled to introduce myself.
I heard the same name and sound, and I sat in the front row and turned my head and looked at me like, “You’re a smudge.” I’m sorry.
That’s how the story of Zhang Yiu’s crushing car goes all over the campus.
I became a laughing stock in the eyes of my classmates and used my voice to deceive the “tank girl” of the boys.
This thing set the tone of my college life, ridiculous, miserable.
After that, he never looked at me again, deleted all my contacts and left me alone.
I understand what he did, and I don’t blame him.
After listening to me, he turned his head and looked at me.
“This is it? He’s not very handsome, he’s sarcastic. I’m sorry.
And he made me laugh, and my heart was dazzled.
Indeed, the Five are not sophisticated, but they are clearly one level above me.
“What, man, does he have more mouths or eyes than you? I’m sorry.
The teacher quickly caught me in the face of my absence.
“Kumi, you read this article. Read a word wrong 100 times. I’m sorry.
I’ve always had a good score on my roll, but reading is always at the bottom.
A snake bites, 10 years afraid of the well rope.
And after that, I almost hated my voice, and with the timidness of my personality, every time I was called to read, either to forget or to turn, I ended up laughing at my classmates.
“Here we go. I’m almost listening to Kami. I’m sorry.
It’s not like we’re going to have to talk about it.
Someone even turned around and held his phone against me.
The river scanned the textbooks and began to read them in a loud and sound manner.
He pronunciates the standard, spits out the clear, standard English.
It’s like listening to official radio.
When Jiang Jin finished reading, there was no sound in the newly noisy classroom, and the teacher nodded his head:
“It’s good, it’s good, it’s good, it’s good. I’m sorry.
The forest turned its head and laughed at me, and the contempt in my eyes went away.
Lin Zheng is a fine girlfriend and my roommate and “good friend”.
We’re from the same poor town.
Once upon a time, Lin was an angel in my eyes.
She would choose me when no one wanted to team up with me, and she would give me her food, and she would say, “You’re fatter.” I’m sorry.
She’d make me up and look at me in the mirror and say, “Look how beautiful you are. I’m sorry.
I didn’t realize that I was getting fatter, and under my obnoxious and obnoxious line, Lin Zhu became a beautiful little princess.
I had the courage to go to class with her make-up and everyone looked at me and laughed.
The thick eyelids are red, the flying eye, the exaggerating flash.
Jumping bean clowns, Dong-hyun.
Later, Zheng Yi began to pursue the forest.
When they were together, Lin Zheng came to me to talk, hoping that Zhong Qi would not affect our relationship and that he would continue to be my best friend.
Of course I do.
Since then, Lin has eaten, went to school, went to the library and even dated me.
She said to me, “You’re always alone. I look so sad, I always want to take you with me.” I’m sorry.
I actually believed it.
And then I put on a big bag, and I followed them to the woods, and I looked at them holding hands, feeding each other, kissing each other.
I really don’t want to go, but Lin is always looking at me like, “Do you mind if I fall in love with him?” I’m sorry.
I couldn’t make a light bulb willingly to prove that I had no mustard.
Until that time I went to the bathroom and heard a bitter complaint: “Why do you always take the tank girl?” I’m sorry.
The voice of Lin was gentle and full of apologies: “She had to follow herself. How can she refuse?”
“You’re just too kind. She’s a moral kidnapping, you know? You’re gonna play with that tank. I’m sorry.
“I’m sorry…”
I just felt a hum in my ears and turned around and went home.
In emotional terms, I’m always slow.
Because I’ve been living in my world without friends or parents.
Every good deed that appears in my life, I want to hold on to it, even if it is charity.
It turns out that some of the gifts were poisons packed under sugar-colored paper.
I totally broke up with Lin.
When she came to me countless times, she chose not to see or hear.
Silence, I’m good at it.
She finally showed her true face, whispering to me in private and crying openly in her class, so that she could easily point the head of the entire class at me.
“Don’t be weird, I’m making her unhappy.” I’m sorry.
I can’t fight her. No one will believe me.
I can only be more silent.
Kang spent the whole day eating all the food.
I can only watch.
I find that we can share vision, smell, hearing, touch, but not taste.
I’ve come all day to taste what’s in my heart.
He was ashamed to even comfort me: “I will not eat tomorrow, I will not eat.” I’ll help you lose weight. I’m sorry.
Of course I don’t.
Didn’t think he really did it the next day.
He’s got a recipe from the Internet, and he cooks like a fish.
After school, he started walking around the playground.
Because I can’t run.
Two hundred pounds of fat man walking round and round in the playground, red on his face, sweating, and wet and sticky on his clothes.
There’s a lot of people in the playground looking at it.
“You’re not embarrassed?” I whispered to him.
“What’s embarrassing?”
The river was rinsed with a sweat and a bottle of mineral water.
“Just, everybody’s laughing at you. Look at their eyes. I’m sorry.
“So what, they don’t lose a piece of meat. I’m sorry.
But…
“Don’t be ridiculous. You don’t care what people do. I’m sorry.
A basket-throwing exercise, which accurately threw the water bottle into the trash can and started the next 10 laps.
He looked at the front, and my eyes were on his own, and I was on my own, and I was on my way to playing basketball.
I’ve been looking down on you, and I’m not around to say anything.
I have a bad feeling about this.
And for the next second, the basketball in his hand came straight in my direction, drawing the perfect parabola.
“Jean, watch out!”
When I sounded the alarm, the basketball that was supposed to hit me in the head was blown away with his hand.
I didn’t respond to Jiang Jian’s quick move. He’s moving on.
“Hello. If he can see me, he’ll see how big my mouth is.
“I think I remember. I’m sorry.
“What do you remember? I’m sorry.
“I think I love basketball. I’m playing basketball. I’m sorry.
“Why don’t you go play basketball? Maybe more. I’m sorry.
“Let’s talk later, weight loss is important. I’m sorry.
“…”
It was not until the sun came down that the river turned back with soft steps.
I look at him like he’s a fool.
I ate it all, but it cost me.
I opened my mouth carefully:
“No, don’t lose weight. Eat whatever you want. I’m fine. I’m used to it. I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
I did.
I should have borne the cold eyes, the laughing, and the heavy body.
“Look at me, I am silent, and I’m talking to you, and I’m in pain, so why do you not feel sorry for yourself when you have to endure this?” I’m sorry.
“I didn’t lose weight…” I whispered.
“Come on, I see you’ve taken all those diet pills in your locker. I’m sorry.
I’m not talking again.
I used to hide at home every day in order to lose weight, and I kept myself from eating all day and trying all kinds of diets. Finally, there was severe stomach and fast eating.
All night long I was in my heart.
When the river crawled on the bed, lying down, touching my stomach:
“Don’t worry, I’ll help you with me. I’m sorry.
A month later, I lost 30 pounds of weight as a result of the efforts of the Gang.
Though still not thin, the whole person’s face and mental state is new compared to me.
I was excited to direct the rewinding of the river and find a dress that I had never worn before.
Looking in the mirror with some loose skirts, I was excited to jump up.
“Please do me a favor. I’m sorry.
“What?”
“You put your skirt around and show me. I’m sorry.
“Damn it, don’t forget I’m an old man. I’m tired of wearing a dress. “I’m not going anywhere.”
“Please, please, I love this dress. It’s been under the box for years, and I can’t wear it…”
I’m going to cry as I speak.
“I’m so impressed. I’m sorry.
And he said, “Scrambling in the face of the mirror, holding his skirt in his hand, twisting in a stiff circle.”
I frown. Why don’t I feel right?
“You’re holding your hand too tight. There’s still to be a light, not so heavy. I’m sorry.
Guming! I’m sorry.
“All right, all right. I’m sorry.
Despite the resistance of the mouth, the next morning Jiang Qian changed to the dress, carrying a book and a little lady.
“Why is the old man wearing a dress?” “I smiled at the river.”
“It’s not like you like it so much that I wouldn’t wear a dress. @Assam: #Jan25
I’ve got a red face.
I didn’t think I’d come to my sister-in-law.
He had a green face, changed his aunt’s towel and bought a warm baby.
Dropping gym class and resting on the table with your stomach covered.
Why don’t you go to class? I’m sorry.
An eccentric sound was heard in an empty classroom, stinging out.
“Why?” I’m sorry.
“Huh. @LinLinsing laughs and sits in front of me, apparently displeased with his attitude towards the river, and says:
“You really think you’re a pretty girl with so much weight? An elephant’s leg is shivering three times and wearing a dress. I’m sorry.
“It’s a bit of meat.” But it’s much better than your muscular flipping. You’re all dressed up. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
“You! “The forest stood up and said nothing.
A similar sarcasm that she said a lot, and probably didn’t expect me to say it again.
“You’ve got a lot of skills. @LinSilk: #Jan25
She pulled out her phone and flipped a video finger:
“Do you really think you can turn ugly? Now there’s your legend all over the Internet. Did you see your face? You’ll always be like this. You’ll always be a spat-off. I’m sorry.
“Shut the fuck up. “You can’t even look at your cell phone screen, you can’t look at it.
For two seconds, Lin had no idea I was going to hit her cell phone and throw my hand up in my face.
The river reacts very quickly, strangling her wrists with one hand and slamming back with the other hand.
After all, my weight base is here, and the thin luminous lumber is hit by this slap and falls directly with inertia.
Jiangjun seems to have been blindfolded by his own reaction, and his body is frozen.
What are you doing? I’m sorry.
The students who came back from class came to catch the scene.
And the forest covered its face, and its tears flowed with no money, and said, “Sorry, it is my fault.” I was just looking out for a lot of weight and trying to encourage her to keep going, and I didn’t think she’d be wrong. I’m sorry.
Are you sick? I’m sorry.
“So what if you lose weight, it’s just as disgusting. I’m sorry.
“No wonder it’s ugly. It’s disgusting. I’m sorry.
“Even my best friend is jealous and should be fat for the rest of her life. I’m sorry.
The people were surrounded by the forest, and there were those who were softly consoling with her, and others who looked at me with their faces filled with anger or ignominy, and their evil words were uttered.
“You motherfuckers, it’s her…” “You’re scolding me when I’m angry.”
“Don’t talk about the river. “I slightly interrupted him.
“They won’t believe it. I’m sorry.
And the river’s chest was soared, it opened its mouth, that it did not make a sound, and it was only in its heart that it was whispering to me: cover your ears, and do not listen. I’m sorry.
I can’t believe I’m laughing.
Idiot, how I covered my ears.
I’m not really new to this.
I stand there alone, all around the forest, standing against me on the side of the so-called weak.
Words of righteousness and evil, like a sharp sword, piercing my heart with a scab.
Just this once, I have armor.
There’s the river.
All day long, Kong was quiet and silent.
My heart is not very good, and this place, from which I have fled, has finally suffered.
On the way back, I couldn’t help but break the silence and ask him, “Is it hard? I’m sorry.
“Worried, sorry for you. “I’m going to kick a little rock out of the river.”
“Sorry, I want you to bear this for nothing. I’m sorry.
“Don’t talk nonsense. “I’m angry at you.”
And the next second, the question changed, “What’s the Net Red and the Video?” I’m sorry.
That’s probably the last thing I want to remember.
It was my birthday a few days before I decided to go to Sanya.
My class is aberrant and friendly to me.
I had the guts to spend the happiest day on campus.
They even offered me a set of clothes as a gift and invited me to a Western restaurant at 9:00 p.m. for a birthday party.
That’s a red coat and a black yoga pants.
I’m a little small in size, and I’m so close to my body, like a rotten tomato.
But I’m still wearing it, and I even wear it.
When I got to Twilight, I didn’t see my classmates.
When I thought it was one of their pranks about to turn around and leave, I suddenly got word from the class:
“Sit in first. We’ll be right there. Surprise. I’m sorry.
I hesitated to go in for a while.
All of a sudden, a boy showed up across the street and hit me.
His eyebrows were about to turn into vasectomy.
He put his hands in his pocket, and came down with his skin, and he said, “Fuck you, red shirt and black pants. I’m sorry.
My face is covered with “What?”
“Fuck, this voice is really you. I don’t believe it. Is there a need for a fake picture? What do you look like? I’m sorry.
I watched him turn around and leave.
And there’s a little bit of laughter coming around, and as I look at it, it just turns out that the suppressed voices are the insufficient laughs.
Almost the entire class is here, and they’re all over the walls of the aisles, and they laugh with their lives and their throats.
It’s like, my wolf is the most ridiculous thing in the world.
I don’t know how I got home.
The next day, my “Hunting” video was on the Internet.
They even made up a story, with a picture of a beautiful woman, to create a huge contrast before and after the run.
In addition to scoffing and insults, online comments have even found my personal account number to insult.
From the angle of the video, it’s obvious that PO is one of my classmates.
I locked myself in my room for two days and two nights.
During this period, I did not receive a telephone call from a teacher, an apology from my classmates and a single interview from my parents.
I started asking myself, what am I in love with?
Like, there’s really nothing left to hang on to.
So I went to Sanya without turning my back on it.
I want to pass away silently with this vast sea.
And the river comes with the waves, like hope, like gifts.
I want to live again.
I was sitting in a small chair, staring at the red sun, listening to me.
“Fuck. “I can barely hear the next few words.
He said, “I am so kind to you. I’m sorry.
The words are so soft and so soft that they’re poking at my heart and they’re popping out.
Giang is optimistic and nervous.
In the life I’ve been through, he seems to have gone too far.
He has courageously pointed his finger at others, and he is unswervingly keen to achieve his goals.
Countless fears deep into my bones are easily defused by him in his hiking.
He is like a seed, wherever he may be, with the strength of strength and strength of life.
The river’s diet has become more active, and daily he has insisted on going to the playground and swearing to be ashamed of me.
In reading classes, teachers are also becoming more and more fond of being called Jiang.
It is clear that Lin Ting, who is the representative of the reading class, is aware of this, and that the soft smile that is disguised is almost falling off her face.
Two minutes before the bell went off, the teacher organized the interview:
“Students, at the end of the year, there will be a national English speaking competition for television stations, which will be followed by a large number of television stations and businesses. The wealth of the top three bonuses would also be of great help to your future employment problems. Interested classmates, raise your hands. I’m sorry.
The intensity of the competition is to be seen in the joint competition of national famous schools.
There were only two arms in the silent classroom, raised in the air.
It’s Lin Zhen and Jiang Zheng.
As the river was lifting its arms, the class was boobing.
The teacher wrinkled: “You’ve made some progress, but you used to read hard in your class. You sure you can? I’m sorry.
“Of course I can.” I’m sorry.
Finally, Jiang Jianli was in the middle of a public debate and insisted on joining.
Every day, when you exercise in the playground, you talk to me in silence, with me, with your pronunciation, reading, improvising.
I’ve found that it’s extremely standard to pronunciate the English and American languages.
I can’t help but wonder about those memories that have been forgotten.
Is he alive? What is he like?
But he seemed completely indifferent and never even to me.
I had to ask myself:
“Jean, last time you told me about basketball. I’m sorry.
“Yeah. I’m sorry.
“Do you want to go to the basketball court and see if you can remember anything? I’m sorry.
“Yeah, go.”
Jiangjun stopped jogging and headed for the basketball court.
As soon as we got to the field, a basketball came along with familiar trajectories, drawing parabolic lines.
The face of the river was blindly staring at the harshness of the distance and standing in the way.
“Second time. @Ambassy: #Jan25 #Jan25
“What about the second time? Don’t you dare touch a twig again, next time it’s not basketball. “I’m not going to let you go.
“Really? Why don’t you try it now? “There’s nothing on the side of the river, but I can feel his fist.
“Come on, Jiangjun, don’t forget I’m six feet. I’m going to warn him.
“Don’t worry, remember. You’re so delicate, I don’t want to touch him. I’m sorry.
The people who laugh and laugh, exaggerately cover their stomachs: “Don’t you lose your mind when you lose weight every day?” I’m sorry.
The river sweeps the basketball in his arms:
“You don’t hit women, do you want a V1 bullfight? I’m sorry.
“Did you not look in the mirror lately? “I’m not laughing at you.”
“Try, I bowed to Lin and apologized to my father. I’m sorry.
In the evening, there were a lot of people on the basketball court. This little episode has been noted and has begun to gather around.
It is clear that there is no wish to miss this good play, as there has been a series of squeals, and there have been a number of fantasies and implacable promises.
“You don’t regret it, you go first. “I was so excited to take a look at the forest and throw the basketball.
The forest is standing outside with a bottle of water, with joy and excitement in its eyes, as if it were necessary to apologize to me for bowing.
Jiang Zheng picked up basketball and shot it with his hand, and suddenly he fell.
“Eejun? Are you okay? I asked him in a hurry.
“It’s all right, it hurts a little. “The river is in the temple and it’s in the field.
I stood there, lazy and lazy, and apparently I didn’t look at him half as short as he was.
Jiangjun didn’t pay attention.
When the whistle rings, the river jumps and throws up its arms.
Three.
He hasn’t even moved.
Quiet in the playground for two seconds. Up and down.
It looks like speculation, but it’s a real score.
“Go ahead. I’m sorry.
This time, Qianjin took a few points seriously and started putting up his defenses.
Jiangjun bends over, he flips around his hand, he’s focused, he’s looking for a break.
All of a sudden, he accelerates his pace, a big turn, a left to right.
Three steps to the basket.
The whistling and the playground boiled.
The sarcasm, the squealing, the cheering, are on the rise.
And the pious are still standing there, and their eyes are full of disbelief.
I’ve taken the dust on my hands, and I’ve taken the eyebrows:
“Bow down and apologize, Dad. I’m sorry.
The face was completely black, but people in the playground looked at it and they ended up lying.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
Joo-soon, his face was red and he couldn’t call him Dad.
“90 degrees bow, and who are you apologizing? Name. I’m sorry.
In just a few minutes, the radiant color changed from black to red, from red to green.
In the end, he bent on his back, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
“Call Dad. I’m sorry.
“Did you promise to call me Dad? I’m sorry.
The crowds around us have started calling for him to honour his commitments.
“Do you want to hear him call him Dad?” Kang asked me.
I replied with silence: “No. I’m sorry.
“Forget it, I’m ashamed of a son like you. I’m sorry.
Jiangjun swings his hand and turns away.
I looked at the direction of the forest, and there was no one there.
In a few days, Lin and Jianjun broke up.
Both of them didn’t come to class, and there was a lot of gossip about them.
On the whole, it was Lin who was ashamed of her, who was worthless, who couldn’t find her downstairs, and who broke up after a big fight.
Zhong Zheng also asked Lin to return everything he had sent and the red bags that had been transferred.
Qianxing is the kind of class that has a lot of money and money, and gifts are being transferred.
And every time, Lin Zhi showed it to me with a shy face: “Sweet, look, he’s so cheap. I’m sorry.
But actually, Lin and I are from the same town, and the family is not rich, and most of the gifts given to her are sold by a fish.
I don’t know what she’s gonna do now, but it’s none of my business.
“Happy? I’m mad at you. “The river bit the apple and asked me proudly.
“Happy, but you should call me sister. I’m sorry.
“Wonderful. “I don’t care about apples.”
After the last game with Zhang Zheng, Jiang Zheng found memories.
He remembers his 20th birthday, and he’s the school basketball team.
This limited information, coupled with the fact that I do not usually have much interest in sports, does not find a clue.
Jiang Zheng himself was not anxious to prepare for the competition.
He used to bother me with pronunciation and improvisation.
I’ve had a very high performance, and while I’m looking at the subject, the English alphabet has been arranged and clearly structured.
It’s just that it’s stuck in its throat, and it’s covered in tatters.
I’ve been twitching, and I’ve turned 18 turns.
I am not to be rejected by Jiang, and he has helped me with patience and care to correct the sound of every word and the tone of every sentence.
After three months of practice and exercise, I had a qualitative leap.
But it is also limited to a separate dialogue with Jiangjiang.
Jiang Zheng has been skinny to 140 pounds and started jogging on the playground.
Zilong and Lin are busy dealing with emotional disputes and haven’t been out for a long time.
The class was quieter and even took the initiative to talk to Jiangjun.
It’s a cold-faced attitude.
The English competition is beginning to unfold.
The competition is based on a layered selection model, and the last 20 are entitled to stand on the stage of the big view.
Jiang Zheng has always been stable, and he has never been afraid to stand up, often winning a large number of people in a confident and calm atmosphere.
After five jails, six generals were killed and Jiang Zheng was successfully added to the list of twenty.
During the first week of the Omega competition, the teacher called Jiang Qi to the office to provide him with pre-selection counselling.
But he’s a big nerve and he doesn’t need any counseling.
When he turned away from the office, the teacher said, “I’m glad you’re up. I should have trusted you. The teacher owes you a “sorry.” I’m sorry.
Jiang Zheng left without turning back.
Later, Kang said he was not entitled to say “it’s okay”.
Think about it. The teacher never did anything to me.
Even when he should do something.
He acquiesced in the pranks of his fellow students, and he turned a blind eye to the vicious scoffing in the classroom, without a single concern or question when my face was being mocked by the whole web.
When he saw what happened to me, he ended up asking me, “Why can’t you pull yourself together?” I’m sorry.
I thought it was the teacher’s job not only to teach, but also to have children.
When he returned to the classroom to pick up his school bag, he was sitting alone in the classroom.
He took a look, didn’t talk to him and took care of himself.
“Spongy.” * * * * * As soon as I hear you *
When I haven’t met you, I’m often called that in my voice.
The sound is low and the simple word makes me blush.
I just haven’t heard it since we met.
“What? “The frown of the river means a little hairy.”
“I don’t really like Lin Chi at all. I thought, if you could keep skinny to 100 pounds, I’d be with you. I’m sorry.
And he said, “110 too. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
I want to laugh.
“Fuck me, I’ll never be with you again. “It’s full of fur, kicks the stool and falls out.
I’m a little confused, but I didn’t think it would blow up.
We were both in each other’s moods, and we didn’t notice a flash through the building.
I was called:
“Gumong. I’m sorry.
It had not yet been possible to turn around, and the back had been pushed hard, and the whole person fell down the stairs with his foot in the open.
The left knee was like being crushed with a strong sting, running straight into the temple and spreading to all four limbs.
Under the frenzy of pain, consciousness began to fade.
“Sweet, Sweety, wake up, don’t sleep. I’m sorry.
In a darkness, I heard the sound of the river ‘ s splendor, and I worked so hard to lift my eyelids, and I saw a fiery man kneeling at my side.
That’s the real look of Jiangjun.
So handsome.
When I opened my eyes again, I was in the hospital.
My mother’s father sat by the bed, and her warm hands were on my forehead, crying in her eyes.
Look at me open my eyes, and my mother rises up, and her tears get stronger, and I try to stop crying and I ask, “Are you awake? Shall I call you a doctor? I’m sorry.
“Daddy, Mom.” I heard two noises, and I couldn’t speak, and my eyes were damp.
“I’m sorry, Mom and Dad. I’m just trying to make more money to make you a good life, and I didn’t think it was like this. I’m sorry.
My mother held me in her arms in tears, and my unspoken father stood at the end of the bed, not over my head, with tears.
It turns out that he’s got a bit of a back and that his mother’s young, white face is crawling with wrinkles.
For a while, the suffocated crying in the ward began to subside.
I just learned that my parents arrived first after I fell downstairs.
They learned everything I’ve been through for two years by putting together teachers and classmates.
Good, it’s over.
I’m gonna say I want to eat the grasshoppers.
I couldn’t wait to start looking for the river when I closed the door.
“I’m here. I’m sorry.
It was only when the familiar lines were ringing that my head was squeezing.
This fell, I took control of the body, and the river was locked in my body.
“Doctor said you broke your bones. Does it hurt? I’m a little depressed.
“It doesn’t hurt anymore. I looked at my left leg, and I had a thick and solid plaster.
“Sorry I should be careful. “The voice of the river is even lower, and it is self-responsible.
“It’s not your fault. Lin pushed me downstairs. I’m sorry.
“Yes, when you fainted, she stood up on the stairs and turned her head off. In the back, the students passing by saw it before calling an ambulance. I’m sorry.
I don’t understand why Lin was so mean to me.
I didn’t do anything.
“Are you still going to the contest? Question carefully.
I thought about it and said, “Go.” I’m sorry.
Jiang Jing has won me such a rare opportunity, even to laugh in front of millions of people.
“I’m finally getting up.” I’m sorry.
A few days before the competition, my job is to rest.
Mom and Dad took the day off and stayed with me.
I was on a melon, watching TV with my parents.
A video of a live competition in a few days is being aired by the Observatories.
My mom handed me another melon and asked me, “Is this a game you’re going to play in two days?” I’m sorry.
“Yeah. I nod my head.
“Oh, my mom and dad are so excited we’re on TV. “My mother says she’ll swallow again.”
My dad’s just so silly.
I’m afraid my mom’s gonna cry and change the stage.
Turning to the sports channel, a beautiful journalist is standing in the room reporting:
“The main member of the national basketball team, Jiang Qian, has been in a coma for a whole year. This is his attending doctor, Dr. Qin. I’m sorry.
And I looked at the corner of the picture, and on the bed of the sick one was white, his nostrils were tall, five of them were thin, and his eyelashes fell down silently, like a sleeping beauty in fairy tales.
That face and the phantom I saw when I was confused.
That’s… .
The television footage was switched to his parents, two dressed in a low-profile, warm and beautiful talk.
It’s obvious whether it’s the family, or himself, and I’m all alone.
“I remember. I’m sorry.
It’s a happy river, but it’s very low.
I felt my heart’s sour, I asked him:
“Are you leaving? I’m sorry.
“I don’t know, I want to compete with you. I’m sorry.
You sound like a dog.
I yelled to make him happy:
“Well, then I win and you call me sister willingly. I’m sorry.
“Okay, you can call your dad if you win. I’m sorry.
The game is on schedule.
I took a cane and jumped to the race.
The demand for the finals is improvisation.
Officially, the subject of the speech was given randomly, and the contestant improvised and completed a six-minute speech.
And I looked at the open audience, where the blackness was crushing and the insulated eyes were cast into the middle of the stage.
All around the camera, almost dead.
I panicked.
I left it all behind.
Although I speak no longer in question, that is only for the time being when I am alone with Kang.
I’ve got to deal with this big scene, and my head’s blank, my heart’s pounding, and I’m almost jumping out of my chest.
“Take it easy, it’s no different from our normal practice, just pretend you’re talking to me, and I’ll stay with you. I’m sorry.
I can’t hear a word about it.
“The next one to appear…”
The moderator has already introduced my name, and I have come down to the stage with crutches, and in the darkness there is only my heavy breath.
“Gang Zheng. I called him in panic.
“Don’t be afraid, I’m here. @Asam: #Jan25 #Jan25 #Jan25
His calm voice seemed to bring me back to memory in a moment.
I thought of him facing my face, and with his chest full of balls, calmed down and talked on stage.
The body that I once regarded as a disgrace has become shining under the manipulation of the soul of the river.
I touched my heart, and there was a river with me.
If he can, then I can.
The big screen is on, and it says my speech:
School Violence
I breathed, and God helped me.
I hardly need time to conceptualize.
All I did was talk.
These six minutes are over, and the clock goes down when my last sentence is closed.
The scene was full of applause.
I did.
It doesn’t matter if this moment is first.
A little bit, Mom and Dad came up to hug me and even bought flowers and stuffed them in my arms.
Jiangjun never spoke.
Until the host announces his name, I win.
I kept my smile on the face, and I kept screaming:
“Ee-ho! I did it! I did it on my own! I’m sorry.
It was only now that Jiang Qian spoke, and his tone was so sweet: “I see that the hard-earned pups have finally grown up. I’m sorry.
“You can call me my sister if you want. I’m sorry.
“Sister, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
The voice of those around me was so loud that the word “sister” was so clear.
After the competition, we both did not bring up the incident of Jiangji’s return.
I went to school security and called out the surveillance on the day I fell.
I decided to call the police.
The night after the police called, Lin was at my door.
She saw me so far, she ran over, held my hand tight and cried with tears:
I beg you, don’t call the police. I’ve seen the Qin and the Qianjin confess to you, and I’ve lost my mind. I can work for you on your pediatrics. I’ll kneel down and apologize to you. I’m sorry.
I asked her, “Why do you hate me?” I’m sorry.
The face of the forest has changed, and it’s very reluctant to say:
“We’re both the same. There’s no money in the house. There’s no one else. But with you, I found confidence. When you’re around, people don’t care that I’m from the countryside, that my family doesn’t have money, that I’m good and pretty…
“So you hate me because I don’t listen to you anymore and don’t want to be your partner? I’m sorry.
“No, I don’t hate you. Please don’t call the police. You call the police and my life will be ruined and the school will fire me. You know how hard my parents work in the field every day to get me to college. I’m sorry.
I looked in silence at the face of the forest, and I remembered the two bodies that worked on their backs on the inflammation of summer, and the wrinkled and dirty hands that gave me a job.
“What you do, you take the consequences. *And I left her hand lightly, and let her sit on the ground in a state of disillusionment *
I’d be dead right now if I didn’t have it.
I can’t forgive her, I can’t forgive her.
Lin was taken by the police to investigate and expelled from school.
I was very popular on the day of the competition, and the content of the speech was very significant, and it hit the big media networks.
I was given the opportunity to observe the internship and, if everything went well, I would be an out-poster on international channels.
But it doesn’t have much impact on my current life, and I’m still on track.
Jiangjun never mentioned anything about leaving.
Out of personal interest, I hope he’ll stay with me.
But he has a life and a mission.
He’s helped me a lot. I shouldn’t have taken his life.
So I offered to take him to the ward.
Jiang Zheng ignored me.
The next day, when I was in the car, he asked me:
“You said, “What if I really go back and don’t remember you?” I’m sorry.
“It’s okay, I remember you just fine. I’ll find you. I’m sorry.
Jiangjun is not talking again.
I went to the hospital, I told him about the river and found his room.
I’ve been standing at the door of the ward for a long time before I’ve had the courage to move on.
“Sister. I’m sorry.
“I’ve been there ever since, thinking about me. I’m sorry.
“Don’t forget me. I’m sorry.
I stood there and couldn’t walk.
Then, the door of the ward was opened, and a fragrance, but a tired middle-aged woman looked at me: “Are you a friend of the river?” I’m sorry.
I recognize this is Kang’s mother.
“Yes, auntie, I came to see him. I’m sorry.
“A year ago, his friends didn’t visit him much. It’s hard to remember him. Come on in. I’m sorry.
Aunty sideways, invite me in.
As I moved into the ward, the EKG next to the river hounded.
Not a minute later, a large number of doctors and nurses came in and rushed to push the river into the ICU.
I’m madly calling Kang’s name in my heart, but I don’t respond.
I sat with Kang’s parents all night before the ICT.
Almost collapsed.
I hate myself for asking him to return to his body, knowing that he is facing unknowns, and for insisting that he do what I say.
It was only when the fish were white in the sky that the attending came out of the ICU with a tired face: “The patient’s vital signs are stable, but there’s still no sign of waking up, and a few days later he can be moved to the normal ward.” I’m sorry.
After making sure that Jiang was alive, I returned to my house at the urge of my aunt.
I touched my heart. There was a missing piece.
He’s been over and over again saying, “Don’t be afraid, I’m here. * Will it never be heard again *
Are the days of night and night and the night and the night and the night and the night, gone by the wind?
I look at myself in the mirror and I can’t lose weight. The eyes which he exaggerated, and they were squeezed into the flesh.
I started losing weight.
As before, jogging around the playground.
A man says a lot in his heart.
I learned to cook and make diets.
Every two days, I go to the river.
He never woke up.
Six months later, I lost 95 pounds.
Without fattening, the five officials clearly showed.
A small face with a big palm, a delicate nostrils, and the eyes, as the river says, are like stars in the night sky, and they are shining.
I started receiving love letters and getting soft hands.
These love letters and confessions are also mixed with those who have been involved in pranks and have mocked me.
I refused without exception.
Others are persistent.
That day after school, the same boys stuck me in the classroom to confess.
I remember him. He likes to point his phone camera at me. He sent me a love letter and I threw it in the trash.
I spit out a word: “Go away.” I’m sorry.
The boy laughed and left a message: “Do not regret it.” I’m sorry.
The next day, there was a big bang on the Internet.
“The girl who blew up in the speech competition, and the girl who fell in love with the Internet and was mocked. I’m sorry.
“How can such a person work in the field of observation?” I’m sorry.
“I thought she was fat and ugly. I’m sorry.
I look at these comments and there is nothing in my mind.
Suddenly, a strange call came on the phone screen.
I hesitated for a moment to connect.
“Sister. I’m sorry.
The line is so dumb, it’s the sound of my thoughts.
I didn’t have time to respond.
In the ward, Kang’s parents were standing on the bed, he was lying on his pillow and he had a pin on his hands.
I don’t care, I stick my head in his arms.
“Ahem, sister, I’m still a patient. # # I’m in my arms #
I buried my head in the chest of the river, and all these six months of discomfort, remorse, and the loss of it came out in tears.
“It’s okay, I’m back.” I’m sorry.
I wasn’t able to stop until it was too wet on the chest.
I look up with red eyes:
“Gang Zheng. I’m sorry.
“Hmm? I’m sorry.
“Did I look good?”
“You’ve always looked good. I’m sorry.
He smiled and kissed me on the forehead.
“You just kissed me. I’m sorry.
“So what?” I’m sorry.
I put my hands around his waist, and I put my hand on his back.
“You are responsible to me. I’m sorry.
“I’ve given you a bath. I’m not responsible for you. You can’t run away.” I’m sorry.
I had a red face and suddenly remembered that my uncle and aunt were standing next to the bed when they first came in.
I’m numb.
I sat up right away and I turned stiff.
Why is there no one there?
“Don’t look. My parents are having fun. It won’t bother us both. Come on, let me keep hugging. I’m sorry.
“Did you miss me?” I’m sorry.
“Yes, every day. “I caught him in the neck, felt our first substantial hug and felt his heart beating.
Like, never let go again.
It took him only a month.
He began slowly to resume training and tried to continue to return to the basketball field.
And I’ve got a lot of phone calls to prove that the “net-to-car flip” thing is real.
Public opinion is fermenting, and I almost lost my chance to watch my work.
As a last resort, I personally registered the account and re-stated all my university experience with the content of my speech.
The online public opinion went down, and my classmates were called.
And I’m making a special “No to School Violence” show on the television.
The show was on fire, and I became a big-time journalist.
Two years later, I went on a tour of the Jiangjun competition.
The river is one metre tall, the face is thick, and the muscle line, which is full of explosive force, is wet by sweat, if it is present.
He’s a tough guy and a basketball team.
And who would have thought that such a “sister” would sip in private and be so cute?
“Hello, this is our main game, and as a member of the basketball team, do you have any confidence in winning?” I’m sorry.
And he picks out the frown, and he shows a vague smile in his mouth: “If she kisses me, she may be more confident.” I’m sorry.
I was covered in red, strangling his waist and whispering, “What are you talking about? I’m sorry.
I was confident that I would win the race. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
And when he came home, he leaned at me with his hairy head and begged, “Son, did I get the ball? I’m sorry.
And We whispered to his lips: “Hold on. I’m sorry.
“I went in nine. I had to kiss for at least nine minutes. I’m sorry.
Come on, he’s coming over and holding my head.
And then it won’t be over in nine minutes.
I’m still a good sporter, but I can’t hold him up.
Almost every day he rises with soft hips.
I have to say, the athletes are really good…
The little interaction didn’t escape the eyes of the audience.
Many of the big Vs started looking for clues, cutting out our unwitting and sweet interaction, and suddenly we became the CPs that people were mad at.
This brings a great income.
I’m going to choose an apartment for my parents.
When you contact the room, you meet him unexpectedly.
He was wearing a white shirt, and the young man ‘ s breath, once in a mood, had been tempered by life and had become a little timid.
I’ll just pretend I didn’t see it.
He hesitated for a long time, and when I was going to leave on my heels, he said, “Sweet.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t look back.
Whatever he wants to say, it’s no longer necessary.
Soon after we got married.
On that beach where we first met, the river was in a suit and the eyes were laughing.
The first sun rises at a distance, and the red red light shines all over the sky, pouring a layer of gold on his white face.
I can’t help but think that if we hadn’t met the other day,
If I have no courage, I will not be lost in my present life.
Is it not a chance to find out that Mom and Dad love me too, that they don’t have a chance to find out how beautiful their eyes are, that they deserve everything in the world even 200 pounds?
Zhang was careful to put that ring in my fingertips and hold me happily.
I listened to his heart beating in silence: “Thank you. I’m sorry.
Thank you for the privilege of seeing the second sunrise. Case number: YX11MryvQok
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
