The boy I love is our school weed. How much does he love?
After he played, he held other girls and called me to buy them water. They’re dating, in the middle of the night, and they’re calling me to the hotel to deliver them.
I’ve been called a dog licker, but I’m still willing and committed.
Until that day I suddenly didn’t like him because I found out he wasn’t like that guy anymore.
A. Big bad school is heavy and likes you. He had pursued the other with great vigour, but had been brutally rejected.
After graduation, Zhou’s private life became extremely confusing. I’m with this woman today and I’m holding another girl tomorrow.
But, without exception, they all look a little like whitewood.
When Zhou was a sophomore, he followed a girl named Luzhi.
Everyone noticed her, not only because she looks like Whitewood, but more importantly because she spent the longest time around the week.
Speaking of her, she was judged by everyone: How could there be a dog licker like that?
The girl called the dog licker, it’s me.
(1)
“Luci, I want a Coke. I’m sorry.
“Good. I nodded my head.
“She also wants to drink.” I’m sorry.
I looked over and saw him pointing at the girl he held in his arms.
“I know. I’m sorry.
I turned around and heard the sound of hip-hop.
“Fuck, she’s so good?”
“Chou Sheng, you can do it. What ecstasy soup did you pour? I’m sorry.
“Cow, Zhou Sheng, you are my father. I’m sorry.
I just made a move, and then I moved away from those voices.
I walked back to the basketball court.
Zhou Shuk just stopped and I handed him two bottles of soda, and he didn’t say anything about turning around to the girl who was in her arms.
The boys around look at me with compassion.
I’m used to these sights and I sit back and watch them play basketball.
I leaned west, and Zhou was about to leave, and I packed up and followed them.
“Lucie. @Ambassah: I’m sorry.
I knew what he was going to do. I gave him the lollipop from the bag. When the fork came, I split up with them.
I looked back at it.
Zhou Zhou Zing stripped the sugar paper and touched the girl’s lips with sugar, then leaned over and kissed and everyone around made fun of it.
I saw Zhou look at me here with his mouth up and deepened that kiss.
After a kiss, he kept walking with the girl.
I watched them turn away and moved back to the dorm.
(2)
Hello? “I’m reading a book, and my phone suddenly rings, and when I see the word “Silen” on the screen, I pick up the phone.
“Lucie, I’m not taking that with me. Go get me one. I’m sorry.
When I looked at the time, it was 9:40 p.m., I said, “Now?” I’m sorry.
“It’s not convenient. He has to hang up.
“Where?” I asked him.
“X-X Hotel 5025. I’m sorry.
“I know. I’m sorry.
I’m getting dressed and I’m getting ready to go out, and my hairy and my best friend, Memley, yelled at me, “Little mouse. I’m sorry.
“What’s the matter?” She closed her mouth again and again, and she cried, “I’ll stay with you.” I’m sorry.
She quickly put on a dress and went out with me.
Zhou Sheng said there was a fast store downstairs, and I went in and bought the box, and I went in with Monlie, went up to the hotel, found 5025, knocked on the door.
After a while, the door had been sunk and opened, and he seemed anxious, his shirt had been removed and the door closed after I had taken it from him.
I didn’t talk to you all the way.
“Hey, you son of a bitch!” Monrie was gonna knock on the door and go down on a week.
I grabbed her hand and said, “Let’s go. I’m sorry.
She stopped moving out with me.
And when I was waiting for the car, I sat on the rock, and Monlie stood in front of me, and asked me, “Ray, you know it.”
“Lili, forget it. “I interrupted her, and she stopped saying anything, and she groaned and touched my head.
(3)
A friend of Zhou Shih’s had a relationship with my roommate Zhao Lin and had an appointment with KTV this weekend.
But there was only one girl of my roommate, and she asked if I could be with her.
I thought about it and I said yes.
When I came to pick up Zhao Lin on the weekend, I saw myself wailing and reported a friendly smile.
I’ll sit in front and let the couple sit behind.
Soon to KTV.
I got out of the car and I found that there were a lot of people at the door, and I was very tall, and I had a very good face, the type of people you could see at first sight.
A group of people looked up here and saw me laugh even more, and there was the sound of “She’s even following up, too licking?”
Ziolin pulled my hand, full of regrets.
I shot her hand to say it’s okay.
A group of people went into KTV, went into Zhao Lin, sat by the canal.
I sat at the end, and I was asked if I wanted a drink, and I refused.
It’s a good mood. We’ve all had laughs, and there’s a broken song that makes everybody laugh.
I sat by and watched the middle of the week.
His hair fell down and covered his eyebrow in white, and was filled with alcohol, which is now a little thin, and his face is a little confused, with a mole on the right side of his nose and a dark blue light on his face.
He’s become more like that person…
(4)
When it was over, everyone was scattered.
Zhou Shuk was apparently a little bit distraught, walking to the ground, and the boy who was holding him was a little bit rash.
I ran into the wall for the third time after watching the week sank, and it became clear that the head was red, and I walked over and said to the boy, “I’ll do it.” I’m sorry.
“Aah? Okay. “The boys looked at me and gave me Chow.
The rest of them are “I understand.”
I took care of it with another boy.
At least I went out, my friend Zhou Sheng was negotiating with the taxi driver, and I held Zhou behind, and I looked at him as if there was no agreement.
As soon as the boys left, I was the only one holding Zhou, who put most of his body weight on me, and I barely stood.
I looked up at the week, and his sharp eyebrow was covered by his mid-haired hair, which was very soft at the moment. There’s a red one in the middle of the forehead.
I looked at it for a while, and I couldn’t help but reach out and touch the rag and the mole next to his nose.
A cold wind blew my head off, and I looked down, and then I laughed.
About three vehicles were used, and a group of people left a hotel on Monday. Zhao Lin and I, we can’t rest until she goes back to school.
I gave Zhou to his friend and turned on the car.
I opened the window, stood up and watched the scenery along the road, looking behind me and Zhao Lin laughing.
The cold wind blows me, but it won’t wake me.
I miss you so much.
(5)
I’ve been living with other people’s “Licking Dogs” and I’ve come back to realize that I’m a third-year-old, and I’ve become famous for my reputation.
Days are dying.
And then I came to the 51st, and I packed my bags and I went back to C.
Dad came to the station a long time ago and brought me and Monrie home. My family and the Monrie family are neighbors, and they’re on a three-metre road.
Monlie got out of the car, his parents thanked my dad and asked him to eat, and my dad laughed and refused, saying the house was ready.
Open the door and look at the familiar home and feel like you can smell a family.
My dad and my friends went fishing this afternoon, and I watered my mom’s flowers at home, and my mom was very interested in herbs, and she planted many different kinds of herbs on the balcony.
I talked to my mom while pouring water, talking about my mom’s sudden talk about my high school black history, making me want to go out of the room with my toes.
“Thanks to Mr. Song, hey. I don’t know where Ms. Song is now… she lamented.
My whole body is standing there, holding on to the watering, and my thoughts are in the Atlantic Ocean.
“My flowers! “Mom cried out for a kettle from my hand. I looked down because I watered too much water, and it caused the new flower to fall apart.
“Go, go, go! And then he kicked me out of the balcony.
I went back to my room, lying on my bed watching the ceiling for a long time…
(6)
The holidays ended and I went back to school.
I’ve been looking all over the place and asking if I want to go to the movies.
I looked up at him and said yes.
I didn’t know he wasn’t dating me until Saturday.
He hugged a girl I had never seen, took two seating tickets and handed me another ticket.
I went to the cinema and I knew that his seat was connected to the top of my row and I sat behind them.
When the light movie went out, I heard the two people in the front seat flirting and the “shut” when they kissed, because Zhou sat in front of me, and I even saw him reaching out to the girl’s clothes.
I groaned and looked up to the big screen.
It’s a love movie, made up of a couple of little stories, some interesting ones and a few bad ones.
I’m looking at the end of my sister-in-law’s little story and I’m going into the next little story.
It speaks of a relationship between a teacher and a student who likes a man and a man who likes a woman, which can be described as a complex relationship.
At the end, six years later, in a classroom, there were no students but a man with glasses in front of the podium.
“Teacher. As soon as the camera turned to the door of the classroom, a beautiful girl walked into the classroom and stood next to the man.
“What’s wrong? “The man smiles softly and asks:
“I like you. She held the man.
“I like you too. The men returned to the girls.
And then the big ending goes into the next story.
But I haven’t been able to look back.
I remember a man who had a hair that was not long or short, and he wore glasses, and he liked white shirts and blue pants, and he could always smell a dim Chinese.
(7)
When I went back, I followed those two, and they were confused.
“Hey. * I see *
I looked at these two men for a while, and I didn’t return to them until I saw his eyebrow with an additional wound bleeding.
I went over there with that girl and held Zhou down, and I got a little freaked out.
“Go back, little wound. I’m sorry.
“No!” The first time I turned his back, I looked up at him and looked at me. Not long ago he turned his head and said, “Well, I’m sorry.
We went to the nearby clinic, and I didn’t think a small wound would have to stitch.
When I saw Chow again, I realized that my panic was not without reason.
A scar of about three centimetres was added to his eyebrow, causing him to lose a few points.
He’s very different from the person he remembers.
“He doesn’t look like Song Far Mountain anymore. “It’s just a few words in my head.
“You’re not leaving? Zhou is impatient to look at me.
“Aah? Hmm. The first time I turned around without a trace.
(8)
I walked two steps and then I ran.
I ran so long that I couldn’t even move my legs.
I found myself on a bridge, surrounded by people.
It was a nice and cool summer evening, and I had my hands on the fence, and I realized something.
No one will be exactly like Song Far Mountain.
I’m buried in the arms and I don’t know how I feel for a moment.
For some time now, there’s been a phone call, and it’s Monlie. I’m on the phone. I’m sorry.
Hello? Oh, rat, I’m scared. I went to the playground and saw Zhou Sheng come back and wait for you to come back. I’m sorry.
“I’ll be right back. I’m sorry.
Where are you now? I’m sorry.
“Uh… here at Maple Bridge. What? I went to the x map to see the name of the bridge.
“Wait for me. I’m not far from you. I’m afraid you’re in a real fucking mess. I came out to you in my slippers. I’m sorry.
“Good. “I was laughed and turned around and saw a man on the bridge.
I can’t tell whether it’s reality or illusions.
He was wearing a white shirt and blue pants, no different from what I remember.
He went to the bridge, and I followed him to the bridge.
I don’t know where I can find the strength, but I’m still chasing the man, even though my feet are unconscious.
I ran to the bridge, and I was going to go to him, and I met a bunch of mothers in pink, with a fan in their hand.
He’s in the crowd, and I’m anxious that the word “Song” just came out of his mouth and that man seemed to have a telepathic feeling and looked at me.
He wears these long-standing glasses, soft eyebrows, a mole on his tall nose, and then smiles at me.
The familiar smile makes me cry for a moment.
“A mouse! “Menley’s voice came from over there, and I looked back and she came to me with slippers.
“Lilli! I’m laughing at her, pointing at Song’s mountain, but finding out he’s gone.
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
“I, I just saw Song Far Mountain. “I want to go after it and be held by Monlie.”
“Go back first. I’m sorry.
“I, I really…” I’m stuck.
I wonder if it’s just my illusion?
(9)
When I was 16, I was a sophomore.
Because of poor foundations and the love of Mary Sue’s novels, my name is always in the last few years.
My dad thinks it’s not going to work. He made some money in his business, so he hired me a tutor.
Can I agree?
Specified not to.
I’m tired of school life, and I need a tutor to deprive me of my leisure time.
So I ran two, three windows.
On a sunny afternoon, my father took my ears to my house and carried the unopened Prince and Princess Ice.
And that day, I first met Song Far Mountain.
He was sitting on the couch in a flower shirt and black pants, holding the tea my mother made, and I smiled softly.
However, at that time, I was in a state of rebellion and was being vexed by Mary Soo’s novel, and the choice of a man who was so arrogant and handsome and told me, “Women, you can’t get away” was sneerful and disrespectful at Song Far Mountain.
Cut. I’m sorry.
I forgot that my ears were still in my old father’s hand, that I had just cut it, that my father’s hand had soared, that I almost fell down and begged for mercy.
“It hurts! Dad, Daddy, Daddy, be gentle…”
“Mr. Song, I’m sorry to make you laugh. “My dad let go and headed for Song Far Mountain.
Song Far Mountain stood up, bowed and shook my father’s hand.
“Come here! “My father turned his head and scolded me and then turned and smiled and looked at Song’s mountain.”
For the first time, I knew my dad was turning so fast.
I said before I went, “I’ll also ask Mr. Song to take care of him.” I’m sorry.
“Thank you very much. “Song Far Mountain smiled and said,
The sun fell through the window on his face, and he and the sun were so gentle.
(10)
Song Far Mountain was recommended by my father’s friends, and I’ll be back from 10:00 to 3:00 on Saturday.
I had a friendly conversation with my mother during this period.
“I’ve just graduated from Song Far Shan University, and I’m young and knowledgeable. I’m sorry.
“Mom, I’m not doing it for myself. I’m doing it for you. I’m sorry.
“Oh? My old mother looked at me and said, “Let’s hear it. I’m sorry.
“I’m doing it for this family. I’m sure it’s not cheap for Mr. Song’s tuition. I’m sorry.
“Luci, I’ve got to talk to my 18-year-old boyfriend. I’m sorry.
“Oh, where’d you get your 18-year-old boyfriend?” Can my dad agree? “I’m stuporous.
“I didn’t, so there’s no discussion. She stood up and went back to her room, and she left a soft sentence saying, “I’ll take your pocket money away.” I’m sorry.
Leave me alone to draw circles.
(11)
That’s how my remedial career started.
On the first day of my tutorial in Song remote mountain, he asked me a few questions about basic knowledge.
I’m just starting to get straight, and then I’m losing my mind.
It’s time for Monlie to stab me in the head and call me stupid.
But Song Yaoyama didn’t say anything, and he soon wrote a lot of things in his book, and then pushed me in front of me to take a look.
As soon as I saw something I didn’t understand, Song was telling me exactly what to do.
I seriously doubt he has any mind reading.
But I don’t hate it.
With his help, my achievements have indeed improved considerably.
My parents were very happy, as they were when they came to Song’s mountain, and they were just as enthusiastic as the country’s cadres saw the leaders who came to inspect them.
“Wea, get Miss Song a glass of water. I’m sorry.
“Weanie, get Mr. Song an apple. I’m sorry.
“Wea, I just bought bread, you go get it for Teacher Song. I’m sorry.
I look at this bread and I don’t eat it, and I think, “Who am I?” Where am I? The Song Mountain is their own.
I walked into the room with bread.
Young hearts may be just for a moment.
Like the Song Mountain, which heard a noise, looked up at me at the door and had a smile, and it was very gentle, “Come back? I’m sorry.
“Aah? I’m sorry.
I’m a little confused because I feel my heart beating.
(12)
“Why? “I can’t get mad on my desk.
“You’re asking me?” Monrie took a look at me with a popsicle.
I was like, “I just can’t figure it out. I’ll see him tomorrow. I’m sorry.
“The ghost knows, probably because it’s young. And Monrie said, “What are you going to do now? Tell your aunt you’re excited about Song and have her fire him? I’m sorry.
“How is that possible? I’m afraid my mother would throw me out of the house because I desecrated Song. I’m sorry.
That’s only 20%, I think. I’m sorry.
“I, I, like, really…”
“Do you confess? I’m sorry.
I sat up and looked at Monley, and I said, “Som Faraway Mountain always gives me one.” He’s laughing at you, but you feel like you’re far away. I’m sorry.
“Cool”?
“It smells like that. I’m sorry.
“Don’t get too deep. She shot me in the head.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
(13)
When I was in my second year of high school, I happened to learn about Song’s birthday.
Yeah, right.
I wanted to give Song remote mountain a birthday present.
But I’ve been thinking about it for a long time, and I don’t see what Song Faraway likes.
He likes everything. He likes nothing.
That’s hard for me.
So I decided to ask myself more than anything.
Mr. Song. I’m sorry.
“Well, what’s wrong?”
“Does Miss Song like anything? I’m sorry.
He stunned and lifted his glasses: “Why suddenly?” I’m sorry.
“Just, all of a sudden, yeah, all of a sudden. * I’ve been snorting for a while and I’ve been trying to kill myself *
Song was looking out the window and didn’t talk for a while.
It’s too sudden for me to ask myself, to say no, but to hear Song’s voice: “The fireflies.” I’m sorry.
“Aah?”
“I prefer fireflies. He smiled at me a little.
I saw him with a few memories in his eyes.
I thought, “Okay!
(14)
Bullshit.
Say it easy and hard.
I haven’t seen fireflies in C City for so long.
What can I do?
As I was thinking, my classmates told me that he had seen fireflies after school.
I appreciate that.
It’s the back of the school, it’s actually a little hillside. It’s 10 minutes to the top.
Me and Monrie spent three days under guard and finally saw the fireflies on the fourth day.
The day after tomorrow is Sunday, and it’s Song’s birthday.
The next day, he came to help me with my class, and I finally remembered it.
Are you free tomorrow night? I’m sorry.
“Well, what?” He answered quickly.
“I want you to go somewhere. I’m sorry.
“Okay. * He swooned and noded. *
I’m a little weird. Isn’t birthdays supposed to be with people? But I thought maybe Song Faraway’s parents weren’t in C.
As a result, the next day I had a very happy cold.
I looked out the window and I saw the rain.
I’d like to scold.
“Are you going to go?” Song Far Mountain whispered to me.
“Go. “I finished cleaning up and told Mom I was out.
Mom looked at me very uneasy, so she took Song Faraway for a while.
I went to the back of the school with Song Yayama under an umbrella.
I didn’t ask where I was going.
Fortunately, the rain came to a close.
But the fireflies are missing.
“Mrs. Song, can you wait with me?” I suck my nose.
“Good. I’m sorry.
After a while, I started to get unconscious and kind of sleepy.
As I was thinking of how to apologize to Song remote Mountain, a firefly flew slowly from my sight.
I’m in the mood.
Teacher Song! Fireflies! Sneeze! I was happy to point at that fireflies.
“See. He smiled at me and came to me and looked at the fireflies.
I’ve seen it, too. It’s just one bright spot after another, like the stars in the night sky.
I turned around and looked at Song, and he looked at the fireflies, and his eyes were filled with memories and joy, and his mouth was full of smiles, and he was so gentle that I felt so close to him.
I covered my little heart.
On the way back, I slipped because I saw beauty, and I was full of excitement.
I can’t say I’m choked by bleeding from my skin, and the beauty smiles so much for itself.
When Song Mountain saw me limp, it was likely to cause me a second injury, and then he carried me back.
I suddenly felt worth it again.
Damn, that damn beauty.
I was lying on his back, smelling a little bit of Chinese medicine on him, feeling comforted, and then I came up.
“Happy birthday, Miss Song. “It’s not easy to sleep.
I remember him responding to me, and he didn’t.
(15)
At the end of the second month of the third year of school.
Song Yaoshan helped me with the tutorial and handed me a notebook with a lot of details.
“Luci, come on. I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I was so happy with my notebook.
When he took him out, he suddenly touched my head.
First I hold back and then I’m so happy.
He opened the door, and said to me, ‘Bye, lo!’ I’m sorry.
“Goodbye, Miss Song. I looked at the back of his departure and suddenly had a bad feeling, but I couldn’t say what.
I’ve put down my anxiety and thought I’d see you again next week anyway.
And then I never saw him again.
(16)
I’m not going to see Weeks anymore.
Of course, it’s probably because you’ve been licking dogs for weeks.
When I go to the canteen, some people ask me why I don’t stay behind Zhou.
I don’t usually talk to them, and Monlie and I will say, “What the hell is wrong with you?” I’m sorry.
And a lot of people laugh that I’m trying to stop and then in a few days I’m gonna go back to sunk and lick my dog.
Then a week, two weeks, a month.
And you’ve gone from a joke to a discussion about what happened to Chow.
Zhao Lin will also ask me if I want to come at their party on Monday.
I smiled a little and shook my head.
When I used to lick my dog, I couldn’t see him anywhere but the playground if I didn’t find him.
I didn’t think I’d see him anywhere.
He’s got different girls, he’s gonna look at me sometimes, and I’m gonna nod at him, and he’s gonna dump me.
And then I stopped saying hello to him and saw him.
And then I don’t look for people, people come to me.
(17)
Me and Monli went downstairs and saw Zhou Sheng by the road in the dorm.
He was crouched on the side of the lawn, with no face and scars on his eyebrows.
I thought he was waiting for the girl, so I went over with Monlie.
And he said, “Luage…”
“Call me?” I looked at Monlie first and noded at Monlie until I turned around to see him.
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
“You…” and he said, “It’s okay. I’m sorry.
“Oh. That’s what he said. I left directly with Monlie.
The next day.
Me and Monrie went to the cafeteria and saw him crouching on the lawn.
“Luage knows…” He opens his mouth.
“Is something wrong?” I’m confused.
“Nothing…”
Day three, day four, day five…
I felt a bit of fear, and every time he passed through the week, he stopped me with a slightly dark look and a weak voice.
Ask him if he wants anything, he says no.
“Why didn’t I know he was sick…” I asked Monlie very carefully in the dormitory.
Memley’s eyes were a little complicated and said, “Do you know now? I’m sorry.
“I thought you were joking when you called him sick. I’m sorry.
“Don’t you think it’s true? I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m nodding.
(18)
I’ve been in the dorm for a couple of days, and I’ve been asked to bring Merrillian food.
I don’t think it’s a solution.
I heard Monli say I haven’t seen Zhou in two days, so I decided to go downstairs with Monli.
I didn’t think I’d see Zhou sinking and crouching there.
Honestly, I was scared.
I took a deep breath and walked in front of him and said, “Are you really okay? I’m sorry.
“I’m fine. He stood up and looked at me and said, “I just have a question for you. I’m sorry.
“You ask. I thought you should have said no.
“I…” he hesitated for a while, “Did I get ugly with a scar? I’m sorry.
“…no. I’m telling the truth.
He scratched his head.
“What happened to me?”
“Why didn’t you come after me? I’m sorry.
Now I’ll get my voice back in the wind.
“Why didn’t you come after me? He’s a little angry, but repeat it.
“You, don’t you like me? I’m sorry.
“Yeah, I don’t like you, but, but, so…” And he talked about it for half a day, and finally got angry, “Come on! I’m sorry.
I can’t get my head out of my head.
(19)
I feel something instinctively wrong.
For example, this is the sixth week I’ve seen in the cafeteria in the last few days. He also forced a bottle of milk into my hand on the grounds that his sister did not like to eat, and did not listen to me and turned away.
I turned around and looked at Monlie, who looked at me with a headache.
I have an idea in my head.
“Lili, isn’t he into me? I’m sorry.
“As if…”
“Why?” I thought about it all the time.
“Perhaps he’s a bitch. Monlie came to this conclusion for half a day.
(20)
Zhou Shih doesn’t know where to get my information.
From that day on, as soon as I left the dormitory door, I could see him anywhere and then be forced to accept his things: Sometimes sugar, sometimes cookies, sometimes drinks.
I told him I didn’t need that, but he’s still on his own.
I couldn’t bear to throw them away because the eyes of the week were a few like Song.
I brought it back to my roommate for the dorm.
It’s been a semester.
Me and Zhou Shui are still a big man, but a different character.
The first time I asked Monlie what to do.
Memley groaned, “You and Zhou can’t have a little mouse. I’m sorry.
(21)
In the second and third semesters, the centennial of the establishment of a university next door, many activities were carried out and the door was open to all.
Me and Memley thought about it and thought we’d check it out.
A lot of people came through the door.
There’s all kinds of small stands and everything. Me and Memley got stuffed in a lot of wi-fi-coded paper.
We both looked at each other and laughed.
Even saw homemade ghost houses.
Of course, it’s homemade, but it’s scary.
After I was scared, I was walking around with mine water and Monlie.
The school is getting colder and colder.
Seeing someone else’s school has a new sense of being a school.
I bowed my head to my little toy, and Monry stopped.
I was surprised to see her looking forward.
I thought, does this school have Monley’s ex-boyfriend? I’m not sure if I’m going to be able to do this.
The platinum tree stretches out its branches, and the white flower moves with the wind, so it emits a dim scent, and there is a man standing beneath it.
Black hair, tall noses with thin frame glasses, and he looked up and looked at the jade orchid.
He looked at us with a little surprise.
The familiar face gave me a red eye, and it took me a long time to hear myself snorting.
“Song Far Mountain…”
(22)
I tried to meet Song Far Mountain in many places.
He may be alone, he may have a girlfriend, he may have been with his children.
I think I can’t let him see me when I see him.
I’m going to pretend to be surprised when I meet a friend I haven’t seen for a long time and laugh and say, “How have you been, Mr. Song?” I’m sorry.
I’ve thought of thousands of possibilities, but when I actually met him, I realized that all I thought was bullshit.
What’s decent, what’s surprising, what’s funny, is fake.
I watched Song Mountain come to me, wondering whether I was in reality or not.
He went a metre before me and called me with his usual gentle voice: “Lucid knowledge.” I’m sorry.
I was unconsciously covering my mouth and I wanted to smile, but I couldn’t help but see tears.
The first reaction to my brain is that I’m not very good-looking today.
He was wearing a white shirt, blue pants, and there was no difference in his memory, standing in front of me, and I could touch him as soon as I reached out.
He smiled like nothing happened.
(23)
“A mouse. Rat! Memley shook my shoulder.
I just looked back and realized that I had just been slapping in my face with a gas pad and that it was a bit of a mess.
I put down the gasket and looked at Monlie.
Memley looked at me, too. It’s been a long time. She drew two pieces of paper from the paper on the table.
I’ve shed tears.
I used to wipe my face with paper.
There was no one in the dormitory, neither of us spoke, and the entire dormitory was quiet and occasionally heard me sucking.
I stopped my tears, and Monley kept me in the air, and filmed my back, “Go to bed with your makeup off. I’m sorry.
“Hmm. “I noded my head, took off my makeup, went to bed to watch the ceiling, etc.
Just saw Song Far Mountain.
This time my body was faster than my head, and I couldn’t figure out what I was going to do.
Yeah, I ran away.
Half the time I ran, I made a terrible look back.
It’s like Song’s mouth says something.
I didn’t get it, and now I remember, he’s like, “I’m sorry.”
You want to ask me why I remember this?
I can’t answer that.
Maybe it’s because his lips are red.
(24)
Word on the head.
I admit I’m useless.
I went to Song Far Mountain again this weekend.
Of course not.
It took a while to find out that Song was not in school except for classes.
I’m a little unhappy.
I didn’t think I’d seen Song Far Mountain across the street.
I stopped for a second and turned around and picked up the mirror in the bag.
Um, makeup OK, carry your hair.
Turn around and look. Song Far Mountain has come.
He had three or four books in his hand, and the wind blew up his shirt, and he seemed to have just run and breathed a little bit, but I heard it.
“Song, Mr. Song…” I pulled a smile out of my face, dressed to be calm.
“Luci, what are you doing here? I’m sorry.
“Me? Me, I’m passing by. “I don’t know what I’m going to do with my face, but I’m not going to hear it.
He smiled at me as if I was lying.
I’m embarrassed to make a villa on the ground with my toes.
“I, I’ll go first. I ran away in my face.
I went across the road, and I felt like I was so weak and I didn’t do anything wrong.
I was upset, I didn’t notice. I hit someone.
“Sorry, sorry. I’m sorry.
“You’re fucking blind! “The man who got hit called out my name.
I think it’s a little familiar, and I look up and it turns out to be heavy.
“You, what are you doing here? He scratched his head.
“I was passing by. I hope he doesn’t ask.
He really didn’t ask again.
“Your hair is messed up. I’m sorry.
“Ah?” I turned around and found Song was standing by the door of the school looking at me, trying to pull a mirror out of the bag, and Zhou was helping me.
I paused. I walked away. “Thank you. I’m sorry.
“All right. “I’ll buy you milk tea.” I’m sorry.
“No need. I don’t know what to do with him, I feel guilty, I say, “I’ll go first. I’m sorry.
I didn’t see Zhou Zhu and Song Qianshan looking at each other for a while.
(25)
Monli expressed her profound ignorance of my behaviour, as demonstrated by the fact that she had turned a big white eye on me at this time.
I brought tea for him. I didn’t dare talk.
She took the cup and drank it, and she put it back, and she was quiet, and she hit the table, and she shouted, “Luci!” I’m sorry.
Surprised me.
“Lili…” I flattered to rip her sleeve.
“Let go. * She threw my hand away and looked at me *
And in the end, she said, “No one can decide what you do, but you must be very clear. You choose, don’t regret it. I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
“My husband’s words make sense. Plum. I’m sorry.
Okay, she’s done with her.
(26)
I called.
Song Far Mountain has no object.
But just in case, I’ve made a serious plan.
Of course, I fell asleep as soon as the aide-memoire was written.
When I was hanging out with Monlie at the school, I heard someone said there was a new teacher at the school, and he looked good.
“If only it were Song Far Mountain. I’m sorry.
Memley looked at me without a word, “I doubt Song’s mountain has dropped your head.” I’m sorry.
Monlie said she wanted to go to the library and I went with her.
I didn’t think I’d see Song from the library.
“Lili, did we go to the wrong school? I’m sorry.
“Nothing. She hesitated for a while, saying, “Rag, are you sure Song Faraway Mountain is not a witch?” I’m sorry.
“I don’t think so. I looked at Song’s mountain and said, “Mr. Song? I’m sorry.
I was about 10 metres away from Song, and my voice was smaller, so when I saw Song, I turned around and looked at me, and said, “You may be right, Lily. I’m sorry.
“Lucie. “Song’s remote mountain smiled, and whispered my name softly, and the sound came into my ear with the wind, and I was kind of floating.
“Lili, do you hear me?”
“I’m not deaf…” Merrillella walked me.
I’m glad it’s not bad today.
Mr. Song. Monlie said hi.
“Hello. “The head of Song Far Mountain.”
I took a deep breath to contain the excitement, and I asked, “Why is Teacher Song here?” I’m sorry.
“I’ll be here after class. I’m sorry.
“Really? I’m sorry.
Memley strangled my arm and I ate so much pain I felt too loud.
“Hmm. * He noded his head * I’m sorry.
“Yeah. I’m sorry.
“Let’s go together. I’m sorry.
“Okay. I’m sorry.
(27)
We sat together and read.
Memley doesn’t care about me because of her policy of looking at her nose.
I symbolically took a book and looked up at Song Far Mountain in two minutes.
And then…
I looked at Monlie and rubbed my mouth with a tissue.
“You just fell asleep and your head was crooked, and you were on his shoulder. Later, they said they had classes in the afternoon and put your head back on the table. I’m sorry.
“Lilli why didn’t you wake me up? I want to cry without tears.
“You think I didn’t say anything? I just pulled your head off Song’s shoulder a little bit. I’ll do whatever you want. I’m sorry.
“It’s over, it’s over. I want to die with my heart.
Memley slapped me on the shoulder and whispered, “Don’t worry, I won’t tell you that you’ve lost a shoulder.” I’m sorry.
(28)
The latest hot topic in the school is nothing more than a week’s cutting, not just a short cut, but a straight shave.
I know Zhou shaved his head in a beautiful afternoon, and I walked by the library with Monlie for the third time, intentionally or not.
When Song was giving up his plans to go back, he saw a crowd coming all the way.
I didn’t see the face because they came against the light.
I pulled Monlie away from them and didn’t expect someone to call me, “Luci.” I’m sorry.
I’m just turning around and I’m surprised. I’m sorry.
If the long hair of the week covered his eyebrow, it looked a little soft; the week-sink was now a greasy face, especially when the word “x” was shaved above his left ear, which seemed particularly annoying.
But it’s a different charm, and girls are more obsessed with it.
So he was surrounded by a group of girls who looked at me more or less angryly.
I felt a little awkward, and I said, “What’s wrong with you? I’m sorry.
He’s a little stiff, “I cut it for a week. I’m sorry.
I don’t know how to answer, he didn’t answer, and I scratched my head and I went, “Well, I’ll go first. I’m sorry.
“Luchard,” he called me, came before me, suggested my hand out, and handed me a bag of big white rabbits’ milk.
I’m stunned, I’m quick to look back and give him the milk before he leaves.
This is his turn.
“I don’t like it sweet. Thank you. I’ll go first. I told Sheila and Monlie to leave.
I’ve been watching my back for a long time.
“Sun, I love big white rabbits. * There’s a girl with a smile around her arms *
Zhou looked down at the girl, who was wearing a very low-burst dress today.
Zhou laughed, pulled his arm out, walked forward, passed through the garbage can and threw the big white rabbit in.
(29)
See Song Far Mountain again, on a rainy night.
Summer weather is always unpredictable.
I had something to buy for a while, though it was getting dark, but there was a noise, and I thought it would only take a while, and it started raining, and it got bigger.
I ran under a house for a while, but I waited a while to see the rain and there was no supermarket or anything.
He got pulled on his wrist while he was trying to take a deep breath, but because I was pushing too hard, he fell into his arms with a very difficult rotation.
When I was trying to back off, I smelled a little meds.
So I stopped trying to get out and stayed in the man’s arms and even tried to hold his waist.
“Cough, Lou. “I didn’t leave his arms until a man coughed.
“Mr. Song, how are you?” I pretended to be surprised.
He sneered and touched my head.
Fuck, that’s nice.
No, just touch your heart. I shot myself in the head trying to wake myself up.
“Mr. Song, why are you here? * I’ve packed my emotions and I’m smiling at Song Mountain *
“Go by. * He pushes the glasses, it’s natural. *
“That’s a coincidence. “I think I’m right today.
I thought it was raining in high school.
“I’ll take you away. “Song Far Mountain says:
“Okay. I ran under his umbrella and went back to school with him.
The rain was heavy, and the sound of cracking fell on the umbrella, but I only heard my heart beating.
And We looked from time to time at the Mount of Song near our eyes.
The boned fingers held the handle of the umbrella, and the steps were orderly. I found a piece of his shoulder on his left side wet and looked up to me.
I hesitated to lean on him, he looked down at me, and I looked up and looked at him.
He shook his head and took it back a little.
(30)
Song Far Mountain sent me downstairs.
I looked at the water beads in his glasses, pulled a bag of paper towels out of his pocket and said good-bye to him, and ran back to his dormitory, where the whole man was so young.
I’ll tell you exactly what happened to Memley.
When Monlie heard about it, she asked, “Did you go out with Song? I’m sorry.
“…no. I’m sorry.
And suddenly, as it was, I woke up in the first dream, and I was awakened, and I was filled with breasts, and then I lost my vitality.
“He doesn’t like me?” I asked.
“Not necessarily. Monlie’s back.
Does he like me?
“Not necessarily. I’m sorry.
“Is he playing with my feelings? I started talking nonsense.
“Well, not necessarily. “Menliemo said it with her chin.
So both men were silent.
(31)
I was out of the temptation of beauty for a short time.
Wake up, but not completely.
After a few days of love and not love, I saw Song Mountain in school, and I put all those ideas behind me.
Song Yayama likes to wear a shirt and jeans, but he doesn’t stick a shirt in a jeans without exception.
Not this time. He stuck his shirt in his pants and I found his buttocks in shame.
I covered my mouth and I was afraid I’d make some weird noise.
“What’s wrong? “Song Far Mountain is confused.
“No, it’s okay. “I took a deep breath and shook my head, shaking out my head.
Look at me like this, I’m right, but I know I’m not like the others.
“Lucie. The Song Mountain whispered to me.
“Huh? I realized that I was just staring at Song Far Mountain’s face, and that I was doing some work and pulling my hair. I’m sorry.
“Hmm. * And he smiled a little and nod. *
I licked my teeth with my tongue, counted eight teeth, and then showed a smile that I thought was perfect.
“Can I buy you a drink? He pulled a bottle of milk out of his bag.
“Okay. “I’ve been looking out for milk, and I’m trying to keep my image, so I’m down.
It is only then that I noticed that the right hand of Song was a bit restless with its left thumb.
I didn’t take it too seriously. I couldn’t find the south-west and north-west in joy until my wrist was stung.
“Who are you? “The sound of anger started in my ear.
I’m a little angry at him, “Silk, let go. I’m sorry.
He didn’t listen to me. He just kept an eye on Song. He’s got a lot of strength. I fell on the ground when I ate the milk in my painful hands.
I watched the milk roll in two circles and there was some damage outside.
Let go. “Song Far Mountain came over and grabbed Zhou’s hands and didn’t look happy.
Three people created a very strange picture.
“This is Teacher Song. I said:
“Oh, yeah? Zhou Zhu Jin finally let go of my hand, but there’s an inaccuracies.
Get my hands off me and pick up the milk.
“Is everything all right?” Song Far Mountain whispered.
“It’s okay, it’s okay, it’ll be just a few days. “My wrist is red, and it’s swollen, so I have to rub my wrist with the other hand for a little relief.”
“I’m not dead, so you’re looking for a pimp? Zhou Zhuan.
I’m kind of speechless. “What do I have to do with you? I’m sorry.
“You…” And he said, “You’re chasing me, you forget? I’m giving you a chance to date me. I’m sorry.
When he said the first sentence, I was shocked and turned to the mountains of Song, and saw that he had no face. I was relieved first, and then I was a little bitter.
I was suffocating, “I don’t need your chance. I’m sorry.
Zhou looked me in the eye, and he was so threatening, “Tell me again! I’m sorry.
A girl fell into Zhou’s arms.
Zhou’s wrinkled, looking at the girl in her arms, “Who are you?” I’m sorry.
And the girl had not changed her face, and she said with a sweet, obnoxious voice, “You were just with me.” I’m sorry.
Zhou dazzled, about remembered.
I saw Song’s faraway mountain and left.
(32)
I have some regrets, and although no one saw me pulling Song Mountain, I condemned my impulse.
I let go of Song Far Mountain’s hand and saw his fist slapping on his coughy and white face with two unusual red faints.
I thought I was going too fast to hide from Chow.
After the autumn, when the weather was not as hot as summer, there was now a breeze, and the clothes of Song remote Mountain were blown over him, and he was singled out.
Miss Song, are you sick? I’m not sure.
“Ahem, ahem, no.” He stopped coughing, “It was cold last night. I’m sorry.
But I just feel like he’s a little weird, not really.
“I’m going first. I’m sorry.
“Aah … good. I nodded my head.
His footsteps were a bit hasty and panicking, and I was in a state of unease.
(33)
Whitewood’s back.
I was on my way back to the dorm.
My favorite spicy powder in our canteen was closed because my aunt was sick and hospitalized, and I suddenly heard her well today and came back to the door.
As an aunty fan of sour powder, I became the first eater to open the door.
I noticed a lot of people looking at me, but I’ve been through it before, and it’s not serious.
I was so excited to say hi to my aunt and found a seat with sour powder.
Auntie may not have cooked for a while, but I’ve had too much chili, and I’m crying.
I put out my hand to wipe my tears, but I didn’t expect my hand to be accidentally covered with pepper oil.
“Lili, paper, paper! Help! “I couldn’t keep my eyes open and I asked Monlie for help.
Memley handed me the paper, and it took me a while to wipe my tears and wrap it in my eyes, and before I could see myself in the mirror, I saw a group of girls coming all of a sudden and scared me.
I held my hand for the first girl, and there seemed to be tears in my eyes, “Aoi, I didn’t think of you. I’m sorry.
“Ah?” I’m a little confused, “What are you talking about?”
“Don’t worry, we’re your strongest back. “It’s not like it’s the same as the other girls.”
The other girls followed me by nodding their heads.
“No, I…”
“Then let’s go. Don’t be sad. He said he held me down, and a crowd went away.
“Lili, what happened? I turned around and looked at Monli.
“I don’t know. Memley was a bit of a jerk, too, and she looked at me and she said, “Do you want to eat? I’m sorry.
“Don’t eat it. “I looked a little spicy, but I left with Monlie.
(34)
On the way back to the dorm, my eyes were still swollen, but I could see things.
Okay, the scar forgot to hurt, so the harder it got, the harder it got, the more Monlie decided to go back and finish the sour powder.
Memley thinks I’m a little out of my mind.
I tripped and fell in front of a girl when I was about to beat her to death.
“Are you okay? “The girl’s voice was sweet and soft and raised me up.
I shot the dust on my body and said it was okay.
“Your eyes are swollen. “The girl asks softly.
“Oh, there was an accident. “I really don’t want to tell my little story.
“Here you go. “It’ll be better to put on a bag of wet tissues.” I’m sorry.
“Thank you. I’m a little surprised and moved.
“You’re welcome. She laughed.
The women wear white dresses with a fine face and a different kind of freshness.
I can’t believe I thought of a man’s name. I’m sorry.
“You know me? “The girls look at me a little confused.
Memley didn’t want to look at me. I yelled her name out.
I’m looking for a reason.
Monlie suddenly pulled my sleeves and showed me the front.
I heard a familiar voice before I looked up.
“The Whitewood. Zhou’s words were soft, and he came and saw me stiff for a moment, but his face recovered.
“Sing. I’m sorry.
Zhou went to her side to look at me, and I saw him hanging tight and wondering if he might disturb him.
“Thank you, I’ll go first. “I said she and Monlie left.
“Lucie. Zhou Shuk suddenly called me, embarrassed me.
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
“You… forget it. He looked at me and looked deep.
“Then I’ll go first. “What am I waiting for?
“You know each other? * I hear the soft voice behind *
“Hmm. “Let’s go. “It’s very gentle.”
“Good. I’m sorry.
I looked back and saw Zhou Sheng and the Whitewood leave together.
I’m a little choked.
There is a big difference in treatment. But thanks to that, I thought Zhou Shih really liked me.
(35)
“Achi. “The whitewood looks at me softly.
“Ah, ah?” I sat across the street from her and heard that.
“Can I call you that?”
“Oh, yeah, yeah. “I’m a little out of my hands and I took a bite of lemonade from the table.
“Do you like acid? She smiles softly.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
“I see. And then she stopped talking and just looked at me.
I bowed my head to my little lemonade sip, and the whole man was embarrassed.
I thought it was over. Just five days after I thought it was time to find me and say he wanted to eat with me.
I turned it down, but for the first time, I refused an invitation from a beautiful woman, and I finally agreed.
During that time, Whitewood was talking to me, asking me if this is good, if that’s okay, and looking at me like I don’t know what it means.
If I hadn’t known myself, I would have thought that Whitewood was into me.
“Do you think that’s possible?” I’m mopping my chin.
Monlie looked me in the eye.
When she opened her mouth, I opened my mouth, “Okay, I get it, I get it. I’m sorry.
Where’s Teacher Song? “Munley has organized a wrinkle on the lower membrane.
I fell down on the table, “I haven’t seen Teacher Song in a long time. I’m sorry.
“Don’t you have his number? Why don’t you call and ask? I’m sorry.
I took up my phone and turned on the address book, and I watched the first “AAA Song Mountain” on the address book, and I gave a name, and I saw that phone, which I had been on my back, and I hesitated to back out for a long time.
“Forget it. It’s 10:00. I’m sorry.
“How do you know he must be asleep if you don’t fight? Besides, Memley looked at the mirror and splattered her hair, “Do you dare hit her during the day?” I’m sorry.
“I, of course, dare…” * I’m sitting up and protesting, and I’m losing my voice. *
Mengley’s eyeballs were fast, he grabbed my cell phone and set up a phone call for Song Far Mountain.
“Lili, don’t…” So I reached back, but I didn’t hang up and looked at my cell phone, but it didn’t pick up until it automatically hung up Song.
It’s a lie to say it’s not sad, but I’ve built my mind and seen it through two deep breaths.
When the screen was locked, the face was washed, the cream was put on the face and the foam was rubbed in half, so I heard my cell phone ring.
“Ray, phone!”
“Lili, I’m washing my face. * I’m rubbing my face, and I’m not very clear. *
“Here you go. * I heard it, my face was in the middle of a bubble, and Monlie put her phone in my ear. *
Hello? I’m a little impatient.
“Lucie. “The familiar sound started on the phone and I opened my eyes.
(36)
If the bubbles don’t come clean, I’ll be blind.
And the eyes were sore, and I said, “Son, I will wait for me. “I’m going to get my head down in the pool and flush my face.”
“Take your time, I won’t hang up. “Song Far and Far Mountain says softly.
And I got more freaked out, and I was so busy, I almost took a shower.
I walked in two circles, breathed out, picked up my phone and walked out of the dorm door.
I carefully put my phone in my ear, but I didn’t hear anything, and my heart went down: did I take too much time?
Hello? Teacher Song?” I hesitated to ask.
“Hmm. He returned to me almost immediately.
I forgot to talk.
“What happened? “Song Far Mountain softly asks.
“Ah, nothing. And I thought, “Well, it’s the end of the conversation. Me, that, this…”
Lying without a draft has led to talk and speechlessness.
There were two slight coughs on the phone.
“Mr. Song, have you had a cold yet? I’m sorry.
“Hmm. * He suppressed his cough, and I thought I heard him laugh * * It’s getting worse * I’m sorry.
“Are you sure? Have you been to the hospital?”
“It’s okay. He consoled me, “It’s really okay.” Don’t worry too much. I’m sorry.
Cousin…
And behold! We hear the voice of the woman on the other side of the phone, and turn his ear, and know not.
“Luci, I gotta go. Song Far Mountain said, “Luage, sleep early. Good night. I’m sorry.
“Good night. “I noded my head, watched the phone on the screen hang up and put my phone away into the dormitory.
Lie down in bed for a while, and suddenly I remember.
That’s Whitewood!
(37)
Nightless.
The next day I went to class with two black eyes.
I was pulled out of class, and I looked down at these white, bonesless hands and looked up at people.
“Achi. * She smiled and was so beautiful *
“What’s wrong? “I stunned for a moment and reached down and rubbed my hand at the temple.
“I need to talk to you. She looked at Monlie next to me.
I turned to Monrie, who understood what I meant, and said, “Come back early and catch up.”
After Monlie left, I looked at the whitewood feeling a little complicated, because I didn’t know what she was going to do.
“What is it?”
“I want to talk to you about my cousin. She added, “My cousin’s name is Song Far Mountain. I’m sorry.
“Good. I’m sorry.
She was surprised at my pleasure, but she didn’t ask again.
“Achi, let’s go and talk. I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I nodded my head.
Lucien! “When we came downstairs, a man came in haste and grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the way.
Zhao Lin? What’s wrong? I watched her wonder.
“It’s urgent! “What’s the big deal?
I think she’s really anxious, and she’s just getting better and saying, “Let’s talk about it next time. I’m sorry.
She smiled and waved.
You may not believe it, but I saw the shadow of Song’s mountain for a moment.
(38)
Zhao Lin took me to a taxi and told the driver the name of a KTV and made the driver drive a little faster.
I figured this KTV name was familiar. I didn’t find out I was here until I got to my destination.
This is where Zhao Lin was last time.
It’s been a while since I’ve been here.
Just after entering the door, a group of people were seen standing in the hall, and they looked up at me.
It was scary, and I stopped.
“Lou, you’re here. A boy ran over and held my hand.
I look at this boy’s second monk, and I can’t think of him.
So I was even more aggressive.
Zhao Lin took my hand to a box before I finished. Please let me in.
I said no. A group of people blocked the way, please.
I wrinkled my head and walked in and snuck into the phone.
The light was dark in the box and there was a long time ago’s MV on the screen, and then I saw the man in the middle.
He seemed to look at me as soon as I entered the door, and the eyes were full of emotion.
“Lucie. * His voice is dumb, he’s reaching out to me. *
I had instinctively felt something wrong, so I didn’t do it, and I stepped back and stood back at the door.
He looked at me and suddenly stood up and walked over.
I smelled a lot of alcohol, but his face didn’t look like he was drunk.
“I like you. He says:
I waited a while, just a moment.
I looked at him as if he was serious, and I couldn’t stand to laugh.
“Do you really know who I am now? I’m sorry.
“I know. He closed his eyes and looked at me with clear eyes, and said, “Lucie, I like you. I’m sorry.
“You’re drunk. “I shook my head and pushed the door.
He pressed the door from behind me and put me in his arms.
I couldn’t enter, I couldn’t retreat, so I looked up at him.
He looked down at me and buried his head in my shoulder.
He groaned.
“Chou Sheng, what do you want to do? I can’t understand.
“I…” He held my hand in one hand and said, “I really…”
“What about Whitewood? I’m sorry.
She didn’t answer.
“What is your love?” I’m sorry.
He stopped talking, and I took the opportunity to step back, and I pushed the door back and left.
Zhou Shih didn’t stop me, but after I left, I heard a scream and a bang.
I’m walking out, no turning back, leaving.
(39)
Whitewood asked me to meet. We met at school. She said she was taking me somewhere. I agreed.
I didn’t know they had a car to pick up.
The driver kindly opened the door for me, and for the first time I’ve experienced such a high-level treatment, it’s a little uncomfortable.
I arrived at my destination as I was going to sleep.
I rubbed my eyes and got out of the car.
Look at the big house in front of you.
It’s a nice garden, with a couple of little rabbit sculptures.
“Let’s go. I’m sorry.
I followed Whitewood into the house and a maid shouted at her.
I was quick to think about the conclusion that Song Far Mountain could be a rich woman.
But why would he be a tutor if he had money?
“Achi. “The Whitewood waved on the stairs, and I went upstairs.
When she arrived on the third floor, she stopped, pointing to one of the rooms inside, and some mysteriously said, “Go inside, there’s my cousin’s secret.” I’m sorry.
“The secret of Song Far Mountain? I’m sorry.
“Yeah. I’m sorry.
“What if I go in? I’m sorry.
“Don’t worry, it’ll be fine. She pushed me from behind.
I built my mind and pushed the door in.
Wow…
It’s dark.
I saw a little light across the way, about a window, and I went down there in the dark, and I felt like I had run over a lot of things.
I pulled the curtains and the sun fell through the window on the floor of the room.
I turned to this room and I stayed.
This room, uh, it’s not. It’s more of a studio than a room.
I took two steps forward, crouched down and lifted up the frame that I had just crashed and picked up the painting.
The girls in the picture are laughing, and they’re still smiling, their eyes are clear, their microfilm rolls, and the fireflies’ lights shine on her side of the face and make her look luminous.
Look at my face on the painting, I’m a little bit stale, and I stand up and look at the other paintings on the frame.
I’m the only one who’s acting funny, with his parents, laughing, frowning.
I looked at the name of Faraway Mountain at the bottom of the right corner, and the sight was a little blurry.
It took me some time to get out of the room, and Whitewood sat on the couch downstairs.
“I want to see Song Far Mountain. I just want to see Song Far Mountain at this moment.
“Then let’s go. I’m sorry.
Whitewood took me on a road.
It’s probably near the evening. There’s very few pedestrians on this road.
Whitewood made me walk this way and see Song Far Mountain.
I said thank you and I walked forward, and the wind was very comfortable and I was relaxed.
I walked away and finally found Song Far Mountain at the end.
He was wearing a black back to me and he looked at the scenery with his hands on the fence.
“Song Far Mountain. My voice is light.
He’s a stiff, he’s turning around.
“It’s good to have a cold. I walked to him.
Song Far Mountain will always remember the evening of the breeze when the girl whispered his name.
He looked back, as if magic had been done, and the light behind the girl had spread from the first one, and the light was warm yellow on her, and the girl was as beautiful as she came out of the painting.
(40)
I came out of class and I stretched out.
“Did you hear Song was resigning?” Monrie asks.
“Oh, yeah? “I have a straw in my mouth for vitamin lemon tea, and I’m a little confused, “It’s okay, I can find him now. I’m sorry.
“Doesn’t you and Song go any further? I’m sorry.
“No way, he won’t touch it. I’m sighs.
“What the hell are you talking about? I’m sorry.
“Ah?” I realized that I was a little confused and easy to imagine, and I was in a hurry to explain, “Oh no, it’s literally that he didn’t even get me close a mile away. I’m sorry.
“That’s what the legend says when it comes to people, they start to be shameless? Memley looked at me, looked up and down, and then noded at the spot.
“Hmm? I feel like I’m being covered.
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“Hmm? I looked at him.
“You…” And he dazzled and laughed, and said, “I have something to tell you. I’m sorry.
“Then say it here. “I swayed my vitamin lemon tea, and the sound was empty, and I threw it in the next trash can.
“I won’t do anything to you anymore. * He fell down on his eyelids and he was so pathetic. *
“Why? “I scratched my cocky arm and watched him sighs and said, “I’ll believe you one last time. Where do you want to go? I’m sorry.
“I want to go to the playground. “It’s not my fault he’s got light in his eyes.
“Good. I’m sorry.
In the sunset, Zhou and I went to the stand and there were a lot of people running and talking.
I leaned my arms against the railing and watched the playground with my hands down.
After a long time he had not spoken, and I was not pleased with what I was trying to ask him, he finally spoke.
“The first time I saw you was here. * I stunned and looked down at the basketball court in the direction of his finger. *
Then Zhou went on, saying, “I remember you wearing a white dress, and you had a daisy hairplug on your head, and you were talking to Monlie, and you did not notice me. I think this girl is too whitewood, but the next second you laugh at her face, and it’s gone. I’m sorry.
I remember. It’s like two weeks before school.
“And then you changed your personality to start chasing me, and I was happy to be more like the whitewood, but I didn’t agree to what you were selling, and I didn’t think you’d let me lick my dog. I’m sorry.
He stopped and said to me, “Did you see anyone through me?” I’m sorry.
I was surprised to see that he didn’t know what to say.
“It’s the Song Mountain, right? He’s light.
“You…”
He cut me off, “How do I know? I’m sorry.
And he’s gawking, “When the eyebrow was hurt, something went wrong. He looked up to the sky and said, “You don’t talk much to other boys except Song Faraway. And it was only with that Song that I could see your heartless face when I first met you. I’m sorry.
“So the difference in attitude between me and others is that I’m the same? I’m a little unsure to ask.
He pulled a lollipop out of his pocket and shoved it in his mouth.
“You know about it. Why did you chase me? I broke the silence.
“Funny? He smiled and laughed.
“I treat you like someone else, don’t you get mad? I’m sorry.
“What’s so angry about that, don’t I? I’m sorry.
“Do you really like me? I looked at him carefully.
He turned around and looked at me, and he walked towards me.
He came to me and stopped, reaching out his hand and rubbing my head, laughing, “Of course he lied to you, and that’s what a fool like you would believe.” I’m sorry.
And then pass with me.
(41)
Although the autumn has passed, the weather is still a little hot. I was surprised to see a pond behind Song Far Mountain’s house.
The pond is well prepared and the land is full of water.
I walked back to the house.
“Mr. Song, can I pick up your lantern?” I’m sorry.
Song Yaoyama is reading in the hall, and the rumor is that he’s turned his book over to me, and he’s holding his glasses, “Yes, but Lou! I’m sorry.
“I’m not in class today. “I shrugged and turned back to the pond.
I said “I’m sorry” with my hands tied to Lianbong.
Lian Poon is still a little green, and I took it out and put it in my mouth.
I looked at the leeches of the pond and thought it might not be good now, so I picked them up, and it was not fair, and there was rain.
I was just about to go back, and suddenly I moved my head and stopped to pick.
Not a moment later, I felt the shadow above my head and turned around and saw Song Far Mountain in a gray home dress.
“It’s raining. He put the blanket on me.
“Go back now. “I hey hey smile.
“On purpose? “He shakes his head and laughs everywhere.
I am not ashamed of being seen through his mind, standing under his umbrella and walking with him.
(42)
This guy from Song Far Mountain is really weird.
If it hadn’t been for a long time, I wouldn’t know he liked me, but it’s even weirder now that I know he likes me and he’s still not with me.
He was just laughing and touching my head and not talking.
I graduated and I didn’t catch up with Song.
Whitewood showed me a way, and she said, “Why don’t you say yes to your cousin?” I’m sorry.
“Why?”
“Did cousin cough a lot?” she said.
I nod my head.
“Custom, he’s dying. She shot me on the shoulder.
“Bullshit. I’m sorry.
“Did I ever lie to you?”
I’m stunned. I haven’t heard from you for half a day.
“Luage? Song Far Mountain called me.
“Song Far Mountain…” I held the horns of Song Far Mountain tight, and “You…” I couldn’t stop saying one word, and tears came down.
I thought Song was sick, but I didn’t think Song was gonna die.
“What’s wrong? “Song Far Mountain, down there, looking up at me.
What I didn’t realize was that Song was holding me.
The more I smelled of Chinese medicine, the more I cried.
“What’s wrong? * He’s just a little bit slapping my back. *
“Do you, like, fall in love with me? I suddenly felt that this was a rare opportunity.
Song Far Mountain made a move and laughed low, “Okay. I’m sorry.
“Huh?” So simple? Now I’m stuck.
“Can we stop crying now?”
“Hmm. “I’ll remember you when you die.” I’m sorry.
“Ah?” Song Far Mountain wonders.
I was going to say, “You’re still lying to me,” and I saw the whitewood laughing at the door.
I realized I was being deceived.
“You promised me, right? “I’m a little unsure that he promised too soon.
“Hmm. “He touched my head and said, “It was long ago. I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
From the beginning of the Song remote mountain, the mother took herself to her father.
There was smoke and a very noisy playing place, and a group of people threw the cards on the table naked.
SONG WORTH AROUND AND SWEARED, RUNNING AROUND AROUND MY MOTHER’S THOSE HOLDERS AND REMEMBER.
She looked around and saw the man she was looking for and walked away from Song Far Mountain.
After a while the crowd over there had made noises, and Song Yayama had run to see his parents arguing, and they had a very violent argument, and they had a very quick hand, and there was no attempt to persuade a group of people around, which seemed to have been seen.
The young Song Mountains remained in a state of disarray, with whispers on their sides and people looking at Song Mountains with compassion.
The Song Far Mountain is uneasy to point.
The parents came home angry after the fight, and none of them took Song remote mountain.
Song Yaoyama came home with memory, opened the door and heard loud arguments.
Later, Song was used to it.
Parents divorced when they were seven.
His gambling father, even if divorced, did not forget to steal her mother’s hard-earned money for six months.
In court, Song Yaoyama saw two people complaining about how hard it was for them, and felt that Song Yaoyama was a tar bottle and that none wanted Song Yaoshan.
But the final hammer was pronounced, and Song was sentenced to mother.
Song Far Mountain will always remember that day’s mother’s disgusting look.
Since then, the mother has also fallen in love with alcohol, after which she has been scolded in the mountains of Song.
On one occasion, Song was also evicted from his home and ordered to remain at the door.
It’s silly to stay in front of the door. It rains in the middle of the night, and it doesn’t move. On the following day, the fever and cold broke out, and the mother ‘ s cold-eyed gaze led to an increase in the disease in the Song Mountains.
In the end, his mother gave him two packs of Chinese medicine when he felt like he was dying.
Song Yaoshan survived with the medicine, but the body collapsed, and every two or three days thereafter.
Song Yayama escaped twice and was sent back by a kind man, and the mother smiled and thanked them, saying that the child was ignorant.
Close the door, the mother’s eyes changed, and the bamboo strips on the side were lashes to Song remote Mountain.
The Song remote Mountain, which was sorely cried, was covered by the mother, who beat him while riding on Song remote and ordered him not to shout.
The mother was tired of going back to her room, and it took a long time for Song Far Mountain to climb from the ground and walk back to her room.
When it was cold in the late autumn, a wind broke into the room in Song’s far-flung clothes, so cold that he went to the window and was about to close the window, and he saw something flashing towards himself.
Song Yaoyama, who reached out and grabbed the thing, carefully opened his hand and found that it was a firefly. Song Yaoyama was busy finding a glass bottle in the room and put the firefly in.
That night, Song Far Mountain watched the fireflies for a long time and laughed.
The next day, when Song was back from school, the house was extremely quiet, and Song was uneasy and opened the door.
It still seems that there has been no change in the room, except for the broken glass on the table.
Song Far Mountain went over and looked at the glass bottle, and a dark-coloured species in a bunch of transparent fragments appeared to be out of place. On the other hand, the fireflies of Song’s far-flung mountain have not returned for a long time.
“A worm. “I don’t know when I’m standing in front of my house, and I’m not sure if I’m going to say it in a duplicitous way.”
Song Far Mountain stood up, his legs stretched and the fireflies and glass fragments were washed into the trash can.
In junior high school, the mother found her father with Song Faryama, who remembered that the man slowly opened the door, was drunk and was carrying undrinked beer.
The mother threw herself away, and Song was unaware of the reason why she did not go with her, but stood by and watched her back disappear.
My father looked at him in the dark, intoxicated, and smiled, and came, “O mountains, hiccups”… and he just stepped up, and one fell on Song hill.
SONG FEEL AROUND A WHILE TO LEAVE THIS POSSIBLE KEEP.
My father fell to the ground, but he looked at him and cried out to him, “The mountains.” I’m sorry.
Song Far Mountain frowned his eyebrow and dragged him into the sofa of the house, which was in a state of chaos, with bottles of wine, ash and garbage everywhere.
Song was a while away.
Back home, the mother was eating, and it was no surprise to see him. I’m sorry.
“Hmm. “Song Far Mountain Noded and went back to his room.
It was not long since the death of his father.
Song Far Shan heard the news and felt calm.
Mother, on the other hand, she was very happy when she drank and laughed and cried.
When he graduated, he introduced himself to a job as a tutor.
Song Yaoyama had nothing to do with work and could make money.
He’s got a lot of enthusiasm on his hands, and I’m sorry to say that my kids are out again.
Song Yayama does not know when to start smiling every day, but it does make his working life easier.
The door was opened, the Song Mountain turned around and a middle-aged man came in after a little girl.
The little girl is very well-looking, and she’s all over her eyes, and she’s holding on to books with coloured covers.
It was then her father who took the coercive measures and the little girl reluctantly came and said hello.
In the remedial period, it was discovered that the young girl, who almost had a basic knowledge, was not stupid and that she had something to say once in a while.
The little girl laughs, hears her laughter every time she goes to class, and sometimes she weeps to see the horrors of the novels, and it’s often the time when Song Far Mountain feels strange, and it’s impossible to say anything.
Then one day, the little girl asked Song Faraway what she liked.
Song was a little weird and asked her what happened. The little girl didn’t say anything.
When Song Far Mountain watched the young girl shake her head for a reason, the light was flashing with her head, and he looked out the window and somehow remembered the fireflies a few years ago and told the young girl that he liked fireflies.
A few days later, the little girl asked if she could go somewhere with her.
Song’s far and far-flung, yes.
The following day a small rain rained, and the young girl who was snorting in front of her eyes and her tears were a little impatient and asked if she was still there.
The little girl said: “Go.” I’m sorry.
Song Yayama thinks about something important.
With the little girl bending around to a hill, the Song Mountains were strange and suddenly had an idea.
The little girl had a cold and her voice was soft, and she asked if Song Yayama could wait with her.
The little girl’s on the pharmacist, looking at her, not very sober.
Song Yaoshan just wanted to say that if he didn’t go back, she would suddenly get excited and yelled “The Fireflies”.
The Song Far Mountain, which confirmed the idea, responded by walking towards the little girl, standing by her side and watching the fireflies, with some strange feelings in her heart.
On the way back, the little girl fell, and Song was looking at the little girl’s mouth, and he reacted first, and when the brain came back, he had gone a little behind her back.
The little girl was confused about what she was saying, and the Song Mountain stopped and finally heard.
She said, “Happy birthday, Miss Song. I’m sorry.
It is only in the memory of Song Far Shan that today is his birthday, which he has never had.
So the mountains laughed, and said: “Thank you, Lo! I’m sorry.
During the homecoming party, Song Yayama listened to a few of them and talked about it.
Song Yaoyama suddenly realized that he liked the little girl and gave her another lesson, and saw her for a long time and finally decided.
He’s leaving.
He doesn’t think he’s good enough for a little girl.
After being separated from the little girl family, Song’s remote mountains lived on a regular basis, but they always felt a emptiness.
Until one day a group of strangers knocked on his door.
It was only in Song remote mountains that he knew that he was a special mother and a rich son.
It’s a twist from the mountain of Chelsea.
The mother gave herself a house to make up for herself.
Song Yaoyama didn’t want to, but suddenly the young girl appeared in his head and took it.
Song Far Mountain manages the house on the basis of young girls’ preferences.
One day, a girl came in, called Whitewood, and said she wanted to see her cousin, whom she had never seen before.
Then I knew she was here to hide.
Song Yaoyama looks like a little girl and agrees.
In a conversation, I didn’t want to know that the little girl went to school at A, that Song was thinking for a long time, or that she was too attached to her heart, and went to an interview at the university next to the little girl.
Song Far Mountain sneaks around like a pervert looking at the little girl, who didn’t find herself.
That’s why Song was so relaxed that it led to a meeting with the little girl.
When he saw the little girl, he pretended to be calm, and he was in a state of panic, and finally called out the name that she had been thinking for so long.
Son Yayama thought the little girl didn’t want to see herself.
After a few days, Song Far Mountain saw the little girl outside the school.
She panicked to find a reason to say she was passing by.
But Song was watching her for so long, she never came by.
The little girl ran away, and Song was trying to get into school and saw the boy across the road.
Weeks.
He’s handsome, he’s angry, he has clear eyes.
Song Far Mountain turned around and didn’t want to see it again.
Since the little girl already knows where she is, Song has gone to the girls’ school without doing anything.
The little girl was happy to see herself, and so was Song.
Song Yayama also learned about the little girl at school. The first reaction was heartache.
With men’s instincts, Song Yaoyama felt Zhou Shih liked young girls.
On that day and on Zhou, Song was envious of Zhou.
He can be impulsive for little girls, but he can’t.
Pneumonia increased, and Song remote mountain was hospitalized.
On the night following his release, Song Yaoyama received a telephone call from a young girl who had been staring at the screen for a long time, and it was time to remember.
Song Yaoshan thought again and returned to the past without noticeing some tremors in his fingers.
There was a telephone call and Song Yayama heard the sound of water and the panic of the little girl, and he spoke to her to comfort her.
While the Whitewood knocked down the door of the room and saw what she was going to say and said good night to the little girl and hung up.
Whitewood laughed at him, and Song Far Mountain, without justification, asked her what she had been doing recently.
Whitewood watched Song Yayama say to help him.
Song Far Mountain did not understand, but she did not ask much more.
Then Whitewood led the little girl to him.
The shock of Song’s distant mountain looking towards the little girl who came in the light was excitement and fear.
Then he made a decision.
Escape.
Shame, but it works.
Song Yayama thinks he doesn’t deserve such a good girl.
She saw her mother when she went to her father ‘ s grave the other day, and she saw herself with little reaction, cold expression and no concern. I left the flowers over there, but I heard the mother’s voice coming from behind.
Song was looking at her, but she still looked like she had just met and looked at her grave.
Back home, the little girl cried when she saw herself.
It’s only because Song was holding a little girl in his hand that it felt so simple.
That’s how people reconcile with themselves.
Song Far Mountain smiled and said, “Yes.”
(concluded)
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
