On the night before the High Court, my sister poured water all over me.
My forehead, my face, my hands, I’ve been burned to varying degrees.
How does it feel to burn?
It’s under a thin skin, and the flesh is burned and burned; it’s uninterrupted, without any neurological pain that can be cut off; it’s impossible to sleep or die! It’s still impossible to describe by my pen.
The doctor told me to go to the hospital right away.
I didn’t agree. I’m going to take a high test. This is my biggest turn in life.
The doctor shook his head and gave me the scalding and anti-inflammation pills, asking me to be careful for the next two days, so don’t scratch the skin so as not to get infected.
Then, on the way home, my dad was impatient:
“What are you messing with her for? I’m sorry.
I’m in pain, and I’m afraid of the next day’s exams, and I’m in trouble for years.
“What am I messing with her? I slept well. Why did I bother her? I’m sorry.
“Dad, you’re a little more partial! Our pot, it’s just burning water! She’s trying to kill me! I’m sorry.
“The people in hell are always trying to drag the others down! I’m sorry.
My dad slapped a slap over.
I sting.
I can barely breathe in the burning of my ears, and my tears are dripping out of control.
I’m just a child of no concern, my father or my mother, and in their eyes, I’m superfluous…
I think again and again:
Why didn’t I die? Why do I have to live all these years?
My shivering hands touched my face, and the fire burned in a sting, and it broke.
My dad didn’t keep scolding and turned around on his way home, and I followed him in silence.
One.
My dad has a woman out there.
That’s what I learned in kindergarten. My mother was crying and hanging for three days.
Later, at noon, she heard that my father and the man were at the hotel, and then ran over, and the earthquake hit her for 100 years.
My mother was under a prefabricated plate and lost a leg, and my father and his lover escaped.
The time was 12 May 2008 at Sichuan Hanwang.
Two.
That year, there were so many moving stories in the news.
My dad’s got a big environmental impact, no divorce.
My mother lost her job because of her disability, was more aggressive than before, was weaker, was more moved and killed by suicide.
The following year, my father divorced my mother, married that woman and changed the city.
I followed my dad.
One is that my dad is better off, and my mom doesn’t have a job;
She said I’m the seed of the family.
As for the woman…
Her name is White Jing, she’s my mom’s best friend, and when she’s good with my dad, she has a husband, which means she and my dad are cheating in both directions.
Married to me with a daughter two months younger than me who was my father’s seed.
Since then, I’ve had a stepmother and a half-sister.
3
What’s the experience of having a stepmother?
Like the evil queen in Snow White, trying to kill her daughter?
Or take the daughter as her own, no matter how much she hates her, she has a kind, all-inclusive heart, and finally happy end.
There is no such extreme in reality.
What can you expect from anyone who, with a bowl of water, is a woman who cheats and robs her best friend’s husband?
Those years…
My sister has it, I have it!
My sister doesn’t have it, I have it!
My sister’s clothes will eventually become my clothes, old, short, ugly, all mine;
My sister picks food, doesn’t want to eat, the rest of the snacks, which are not good-looking or bad-use stationery, and mine.
We were in the same school in the same class, and everyone knew that we were sisters, and I was secretly asked, “Peace be upon you, did your family find you?” I’m sorry.
“Not really. I’m sorry.
“Why do you always pick up things you don’t want?” I’m sorry.
I explained that I was my father’s, and my mother’s my father’s, and I wish my mother the best.
That is a word that has been heard very quickly, through the mouth of countless people, and on countless occasions, when refuelling and rebroadcast into my ears, it has become completely unseemly.
For this reason, Lucky has become famous at school, and many have called her the daughter of Xiao San and taken over the nest.
My mom and dad beat me up and they said I was a white-eyed wolf, and I shouldn’t have gotten divorced.
They gave her the best and most expensive private schools in the area, and she changed all her clothes, shoes and stationery.
Mother said give me the land.
He screamed, slammed old stationery on the floor, cut his clothes with scissors, pierced his shoes and said he would destroy them or not.
I stood at the door of the bedroom, not waiting for the fate to end, and turned back.
This is my room and my happy birthday.
Two closets, one bed, one bunk.
There are pink mosquito nets in the bed, and pink sheets and sheets.
This is the first time I’ve been in this bed. Slept up there like you’re a princess.
A few minutes later, the Good Friday screamed again: “Peace be upon you!” Why did you sleep in my bed, you piece of shit? Get the fuck down! I’m sorry.
The stepmother came in and, along with luck, grabbed my hair and dragged me from the bed and fell on the floor.
“I’ve been sleeping for four years, it’s time to sleep!” I’m sorry.
When I first came to the city, my parents asked me to talk to the Queen’s Mother to see who was sleeping in the bed and who was sleeping in the bed or in the other room.
I’m stupid!
I offered to give my bed to my sister, and my father and my stepmother gave me a big credit, saying that I know how to make my sister.
In order to be commended, much has happened since then.
New clothes for the sister, new stationery for the sister, new toy for the sister
I’m in this house, and I’m a beggar.
My stepmother walked in front of me and kicked me and warned me. We said: ‘Peace be upon you. Man knows best. You are a dog in our house. I’m sorry.
“We will raise you. You are a dog. We will not raise you. You are a wild dog. I’m sorry.
She doesn’t sound very loud.
4
I don’t want to be a dog. I’d rather die with my mom.
I came home with more than 300 dollars stolen from my home, and my mother was living in a settlement, still without a job and with a low security policy.
My mom didn’t welcome me, she took over 300 bucks from me and told me to go and find my dad.
In that moment, my whole world collapsed.
I’m redundant.
In my mind, the ideas of “suicide” and “living on its own” were like two little people who were trying to pull, and I ended up biting my teeth and going back to where I had dogs.
Waiting for me was sarcasm. My dad beat me up and said I didn’t learn how to run away.
A few days later, it was only a few days since luck had discovered that her pocket money had been lost.
My dad hit me again, asked me to hand over the money, and my mother took it.
My dad let me go in silence.
That night, one hand covered my mouth with white arms, the other hand wringed a dozen times over my thigh, and I was in cold sweat for a while.
I struggled and bit her in the mouth, and I asked her:
“My mom is your best friend, you do this to me, you’re not afraid of hell? I’m sorry.
She laughed, “Your mother doesn’t care about you. What am I afraid of?” I’m sorry.
I’m talking a little bit.
Go to the toilet and take a look at your pants, all bruises on your legs.
After that day…
As if the white silence opened the door of the new world, every time it went bad, it choked on my legs.
This place is good, hidden, and not seen.
5
It is not good to see the success of our class, which used to be under the middle class, and to the new school, which is still under the middle.
White Shizuku feels naked, especially when he scolds at his home after comparing his grades with mine –
“Look at you. All the money in the house is on you. Not even good luck! I’m telling you, the next time you can’t test her, don’t call me mom! I’m sorry.
May luck hate me.
In addition to stabbing holes in my pants, hiding needles in my cotton tummy, stealing my homework, tearing my textbooks, pouring ink on my books…
It’s been years.
One night, when I washed my face, I was about to wipe my face, and I saw that there was a visible disturbance in the baby’s frost, and if the smell of the water was present, I hesitated to dig up a piece of ointment and put it on my face.
It’s burning on the face.
To be honest, it’s nothing compared to my dad hitting on me in white, but I screamed and ran into the bathroom looking in the mirror.
The cheeks are red with visible speed and numerous small rashes on the skin surface.
I ran back to my bedroom in anger and dug up a large body of ointment, which I had to rub on my face.
Good luck with the screams.
My father and White Jing came in and pulled me out of the way and I yelled at my father, saying he was partial and asked if he wanted to watch it kill me.
White silence is calm, interrupts me, says to go to the hospital first, the girl’s face cannot be destroyed.
My dad nod his head.
Then they took me to the clinic.
It’s the clinic again. I just told you to go to the hospital.
Well, every time I get sick, every time I get sick, I go to a big hospital, and I’m always a small clinic.
Yes, the good fortune is the bead, and there is no loss. I am a small stone on the side of the road, leaving a low life.
The doctor asked me what I used.
I was angryly pointing to the good fortune and yelling at the baby frost, which she poisoned.
One arrow in front of me, a slap in my face, and I’m talking nonsense, little boy’s house, and I’m talking!
The clinic is quiet, everyone is watching us.
My hands stood on the doctor’s table, my chest was up and down, I bit my lips, and I threw a teardrop on the table…
There was a pointer around and they said it was white.
It was quiet and explained that it was too sudden and that she was in a hurry to catch up with me.
The result of this is…
White Shizuku gave me $50 to buy a new bottle of baby cream and the rest for pocket money, and told me not to talk outside.
My dad finally gave up on the idea of “family harmony, a bowl of water and water” and told me to stay in school.
Six.
I laughed.
I traded the price of a short-lived allergie for a degree of freedom, without having to look at the three men every day.
7
And then a few years later…
Year two: My grades fell from the top three to the bottom five to ten, especially mathematical, at the bottom of each exam.
I used to cry at home on weekends under the blankets, and I didn’t talk during the day, and I had my hair cut as soon as I did my homework.
Every job’s not done, hair drops.
It’s so cold all the time:
“Well, I thought it was some kind of schoolboy. It’s not even real yet! I’m sorry.
“It’s a mule and a horse. Run and know! I’m sorry.
Year three: I’m the second in the class.
Why the second last? Because of the first position, the fighter leaves of our class scum are firmly held.
100 points, and I jump up and down 60 points.
And he, uh, doesn’t jump, never, ever 60 points below, occasionally 30 more, very bright.
In the meantime, the good fortunes were much better at home without the loss of my grades.
And then it’s the middle grade.
I took the test, accidentally played out a little more than I did for luck.
My dad couldn’t keep his baby daughter from reading Pukko and spent $50,000 to transport the toast to the top.
As for me, it’s still pukko.
In my dad’s words, good luck is an anomaly, and I’m a superb one.
I’m in the same class again.
On the day he signed up, he whistled at me and smiled: “What a coincidence. A million-year-old dick. I’m sorry.
What don’t I understand?
Like me, the bad grades were deliberately passed, and we couldn’t even go to high school.
I went up and down and I measured him: “How much did the Shadow of the Leaf come in?” I’m sorry.
He reported a number.
Dude!
My score is already low. He’s lower than I am. He’s on the admission line.
“Didn’t you have a plan? In the last five years, the intake score has been less than 3 points per year. He’s got a smile, “Do you want to fight me over high school?” I’m sorry.
I laughed.
He’s frowning.
8
High school knowledge points are much more difficult than lower secondary schools, especially mathematics, and for some people, they are a direct starting point for hell.
I wish you all the best.
No matter how much she looks at her studies, no matter how many remedial classes she receives, no matter how many teaching aids she buys.
I still go home every weekend, first, to learn the slag to go crazy, and second, to see how good luck is, and then to feel that it’s going to growl at the second time I hear it.
I hope the good fortune will occasionally resist.
– “You’re so good, you go!” You can’t even do middle school math. Why are you yelling at me? I wish you peace. You’re not a scum. Why don’t you yell at her? I’m sorry.
– “Are you imposing on me something you can’t do? I’m sorry.
– “I hate learning, I hate you! I’m sorry.
My father couldn’t see it, and he pointed his chin at me a thousand times, and said to White Jing, “Don’t push too hard. Don’t let your grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and don’t drive them crazy!” I’m sorry.
It’s a pain in the heart and a sighs, turning around and blowing fire on me, and clawing’ at my waist.
Are you afraid of her?
Her hand just came out, and I slapped it down, and I swung it around the corner, pulled her hair and screamed.
“Uncle White, spare me! I’m sorry.
A little bit of white silence, fearing that the neighbors would hear it, has to stop.
After that, my life was better.
I’ll call.
9
Leaf stomps on the bottom of the grade.
In percentage terms, he’s doing more than 30 maths, a little bit better, a little more than 50.
I don’t want to give a shit.
M.D., this guy’s more crazy than I am!
The handwriting of the Dragon Flying Feng Dance.
“What the hell are you doing? * One day at noon, there was no one else in the classroom * * I knocked on his desk * * “Is it funny that every time you take that much? I’m sorry.
“There is. And he looked up and looked at me, and he looked at me, and he looked at me, and he said, “That’s more than you have. I’m sorry.
I couldn’t help but bite the back teeth. I’d like to ask him if he investigated me.
He laughed.
– “Peace be upon you, dare you gamble? I’m sorry.
– “What’s the bet?”
“Look who’s going to get high.” I’m sorry.
It’s also my goal. I’ve got a little faith in it since primary school.
– “Well, let the loser eat. I’m sorry.
– “And one more, the one who loses becomes the other’s girlfriend. I’m sorry.
I:
10
I didn’t fall in love with Yip, except for that vague and ambiguous sentence.
May the Good Friday be dressed and beautiful, often surrounded by many boys, with stars and moons.
Say it’s impossible to envy at all.
When you meet me on the way to school, wish the luck of the day would turn my eyes and whisper to the boys, who would boo at me and throw garbage at me.
Once, on the way back to school on Sunday, a group of people were waiting for me at the corner and looking at me came towards me.
I wish you luck chewing gum in the middle.
I’ll back up and run.
However, there is no escape…
I was hit by a wall when someone grabbed my dress.
A group of people came up.
Some kicked me in the leg, others beat me in the stomach, and I screamed.
Wishing luck, when they had finished fighting with a group of them, they would press me and take a blade and come towards me.
She said to cut my face.
One of the people who had the luck of repulsing the block was a teacher at their school. I’m sorry.
I heard a word about Mr. Song, with something scary.
A group of people scattered.
I slipped down the wall, my body hurt and my legs were soft, and I couldn’t stand it.
“You okay, little girl? Shall I take you to the hospital? Teacher Song says:
I’m standing in the corner, shaking my head, crying.
Eleven.
To the Quakers, among others, who were overrated in their schools.
It’s been on the streets all day.
White Jing pressed his luck on the bed and smoked it with a hanger.
However, she still felt that it was me who was responsible for this, and in the corner, I should not have run, nor should I have screamed, nor should I have spent so many years in their homes to cause trouble.
She will fight with me when she wishes for luck, and she will curse me for evil, and now she has no fear of evil.
I can hide, and I can’t go home on weekends.
12
Adolescent girls and boys are the most rebellious times of life.
I don’t think she had a problem with hitting me, but it’s cool! And a group of boys got closer.
I’m hiding in school, and I don’t have any trouble at home, and I’m doing this crazy thing every day.
Learning is the only way to change fate and leave this family.
13
I had three days off before the exams and I came home reluctantly.
My father and White Jing even walked like cats in order to create a good learning atmosphere for the good fortune.
To the scum of transport, sitting at the desk, either in a coma or in a brush, wrinkled.
I don’t care about these people, sitting on the floor and reading.
No matter what happens, this family has nothing to do with me when the final exam is over.
14
Two days later, the night before the entrance exam.
As if there was a call, I woke up in the middle of the night, in the middle of the night, and a great shadow surprised me!
I wish you luck standing by my floor, with your hands open, and you won’t move.
I sat up and I sat up.
“What are you doing? I’m sorry.
I wish her a scream, as if she were scared.
A pot of freshly burned water pours into my face, and I feel like I’m holding my hands against the covers…
15
This is my first hospital since 2008.
My dad sent me to stay at home to placate the “overstream.”
I have a different degree of burns on my forehead, my face and my hands.
How does it feel to burn?
It’s under a thin skin, and the flesh is burned and burned; it’s uninterrupted, without any neurological pain that can be cut off; it’s impossible to sleep or die! It’s still impossible to describe by my pen.
The doctor told me to go to the hospital right away.
I didn’t agree. I’m going to take a high test. This is my biggest turn in life.
The doctor shook his head and gave me the scalding and anti-inflammation pills, asking me to be careful for the next two days, so don’t scratch the skin so as not to get infected.
Then, on the way home, my dad was impatient:
“What are you messing with her for? I’m sorry.
I’m in pain, and I’m afraid of the next day’s exams, and I’m in trouble for years.
“What am I messing with her? I slept well. Why did I bother her? I’m sorry.
“Dad, you’re a little more partial! Our pot, it’s just burning water! She’s trying to kill me! I’m sorry.
“The people in hell are always trying to drag the others down! I’m sorry.
My dad slapped a slap over.
I sting.
I can barely breathe in the burning of my ears, and my tears are dripping out of control.
I’m just a child of no concern, my father or my mother, and in their eyes, I’m superfluous…
I think again and again:
That year, when my mom took 300 bucks I stole, when she told me to roll, why didn’t I die? Why do I have to live all those years?
My shivering hands touched my face, and the fire burned in a sting, and it broke.
My dad didn’t keep scolding and turned around on his way home, and I followed him in silence.
That night, the moon was high, clear, bright.
Shadows are long.
16
I didn’t sleep at home.
I took the test and I left with the bag.
Without the money to stay at the hotel, a step was found outside the school at which the examination was conducted, holding his legs and his eyes closed.
The next day, an examination came early in the morning.
I don’t want to move, I’m tired and I’m all over my head.
“Peace be upon you! “Why are you sitting here?” I’m sorry.
I looked up and saw the leaves.
He stood in front of me with a long body blocking half the sun.
I saw his face change, and then I got down, and my right hand came a little bit in the direction of my face.
“The family has bullied you again? You sat here all night?”
I shake my head, somehow.
He told me to wait. Turn around and run across the street.
More than 10 minutes later, he came in with two buns, a can of coffee, a box of cold-suppressants and a bottle of mineral water.
“If you’re worried about sleeping, drink your coffee. He says:
“At the end of his test, he took a nap at noon. He says:
I’ll nod my head.
He’s the only warmth in the darkness of my youth.
“What exam are you in? Wait for me at the entrance after the exam. I’ll take you to dinner. He says:
My nose is sour, it’s the feeling people care about.
Don’t cry!
“Don’t forget our deal. I’m sorry.
I bit my teeth, and at that moment I wanted to be Qing-tao more than ever.
17
What’s fate?
It is the branding of God on men long before. It is irreversible.
All I have done over the years is to try to escape the arrangements of fate and to take it into my own hands.
However, I continue to underestimate the power of fate.
On the first day of the exam, I was in a low fever, the next day I was in a high fever, and in the afternoon, I finally couldn’t hold it, and the English paper was only half done and I fainted.
The test is ruined.
18
The ambulance pulled me out of the Kocau scene and I stayed in the hospital for seven days.
My father, who had paid for his medicine in advance and never came back, said that I was ashamed to be famous in that way, but he had come here twice.
For the first time, she bends over to my ear.
“Peace be upon you, I know that you’ve done well, and you’ve done so long… so good, so what? I’m sorry.
“I tried to burn your hand the other day, but you woke up! I’m sorry.
“Well, it’s a good thing you’ve been a dog for so many years, and you really think you can do it with one test? I’m sorry.
I listened to her, and I looked at her little face, and I looked forward, and I wooed, and I bit her ear.
I really wanted to bite her.
It’s a hospital, people come, people save her and point to me.
The second time she came with a boy was one of the guys who beat me last time.
The boys are angry and they come to me.
The place where I burned still hurts, and the breath of Koko’s loss is still clogged, and I jump up, and a needle pulls down the infusion, like a female panther, and I don’t want to go to the boys.
It’s still people pulling us off.
He pointed a finger at me, threatening me with a vicious threat: “Peace be upon you from now on!” I saw you once. I hit you once! I’m sorry.
I couldn’t say anything like that, but I looked at him and said, “Do you want to go to juvie?” You’d better watch out. I’m sorry.
The boys looked at me and took a good look and took off.
“What is going on in high school now? What kind of vendetta hit the hospital? “Who stole someone’s boyfriend?” I’m sorry.
19
— That summer, Yip seized our city’s science in the shape of a black horse.
Our school is boiling!
The arts and literature have always come out of focused high schools, and the school has a long face. On the night of the high school results announcement, 66 cannons were placed to celebrate.
I was so envious in my heart that he wanted to be big and he did.
And as for our promise, it was never just anyone who got into the race and won, but went together.
— That summer, most of the other classmates were traveling, and I worked in a milk and tea shop.
My dad and the White Jing family, I’m not going anywhere.
I rented a house outside, and I borrowed the money.
The head of our school approached me, as did the head of the focused high school, who said he was willing to give me a year away from school fees.
Without him, just because I’m not finished with the sick exam + English singles, I’m still on the undergraduate grade intake line, so if I read it again for another year, it’ll be a good one, as long as there’s no accident.
I refused.
I can’t wait to leave the city.
20
My admission to school is a two-year university in the province.
On that day, only the leaves were sent.
“Want to study? I’m sorry.
– “Yes. I’m sorry.
It’s really a study.
Mathematics is chosen because mathematics is a basic subject and the choice is high.
The only problem is, no one’s paying me tuition, no one’s giving me maintenance, and for the next four years, I’m not just going to finish my science, I’m going to make money, I’m going to have to prepare for my graduate studies!
“Yeah, I still owe you a thousand bucks. I’ll pay you back when I get rich. It’s called being sweet and tender, and it’s called being helpless.
The money earned during the summer break for two months is enough for school fees.
“Well, don’t mind if you pay back after graduation. “Don’t you want to read international finance? I’ll see you at the graduate school. I’ll be waiting for you at the Qing Da. I’m sorry.
His eyes are bright, full of expectations.
I nod my head.
Whether it’s big or it’s green, it’s very attractive to me.
21
The train is moving away.
The city retreated and became a background, and my nose was sore, and my lips rose again and again.
He’s the only boy I was touched by when I was young.
High, handsome, a little punk.
Looks like a scum, but he’s a master.
He said, “It’s all over. When you go to college, you make friends, and don’t look up all day.” I’m sorry.
He said, “I will listen carefully and deliver you a note.” I’m sorry.
He said, “Don’t wear your hair anymore. Girls have good hair. I’m sorry.
He said, “I will come to you.” I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
22
– What is the essence of education?
It is a tree that shakes another tree, and a cloud drives another cloud, and a soul awakes another soul.
– What is the essence of life?
Live, at least live first.
– What is the essence of love?
It’s even.
23
New Year’s, few of them alone.
Few people, like me, are too busy looking for part-time jobs when they’re finished with their names and they’re familiar with the distribution of school buildings.
The leaves were stuck in my cotton. 1000 dollars and a little note:
“It’s expensive to start school, you use it, you’re allowed to graduate, and interest is the same as the bank’s current. I’m sorry.
It’s still the word of the dragon freckle.
I just laughed and sat on the bed and texted him.
“Just pulled a thousand dollars out of the cotton crotch. You gave me all the money. How do you live? The price of the Emperor is much higher than it is here. I’m sorry.
The leaves had a smile.
“You think everyone’s like you, neither old money nor pocket money. Take it easy, get to know the environment, don’t rush to work. I’m sorry.
I didn’t tell him I’d found a part-time job to wash dishes at a small restaurant on the school business street.
The time is Monday to Friday noon and night.
They pack me two meals and give me another $400 a month.
I knocked on a “thank you,” and then I saw the wi-twilight window of Yip’s always showing “the other side is entering,” and it took me a long time to say,
“Remember the previous agreement? Will you lose? I’m sorry.
I know what he said, and when I got on the train, he stopped talking and his ears were red and red.
At this point, I look at the question mark behind the “By chance of losing the bet” and I just feel like the screen’s full.
“Remember. * I’ve got a deer in my heart and a little twitch in my finger * I’m sorry.
“Well, good girlfriend.” His message was simple, restrained emotions.
“Friends good. I’ll follow up.
His face is burning, his hands are burning.
24
I’m in love!
At that time, the sky seemed so blue.
I am in a good mood every day, no matter how tired I am, how busy I am to learn, how many different people I have to look at.
His notes are exhaustive and, occasionally, carefully painted.
“I see you’re careful. I’m sorry.
“I drew it when I thought about you. I’m sorry.
He’s so natural, I’m a little shy, and I swallow him to listen to what he says in class.
He showed me a video about their school; he told me how great their professors were; how great they were, just so, just so, the Ocho Ocho gold medalists walked through their class…
Jealous? Jealous? His smile was brighter than the sun, and his hatred was manifest.
“No envy! Our school is fine. * I’m not jealous *
It’s not only envy, it’s regretting not to be read again. If you read again, you’ll probably be able to make it a year later.
He looks at my little face and smiles like a big white goose: “Enough!” Girlfriend Nu, four years tops, boyfriend’s waiting for you in Qing Da! I’m sorry.
I laughed, “Okay. I’m sorry.
25
I don’t have many meetings with Yip, except for the summer holidays.
Every time he comes to me, because it’s a holiday, it’s hard for me to take a day off, so, on lasagna or Starbucks, he’s going to order a meal or coffee, study the computer next to me and look up at me sometimes.
His smiles were more swirl and gentle than before, and his youths were a little tumbled.
He finally told me about his family.
He’s got a good family.
In that year, he had to become a slag because he had a brother who had been in deep depression and jumped himself in the middle of the night, and he felt that his brother’s death was a great responsibility.
Two of their children, their brother’s incompetent, has been a slag since the first grade, a full-class countdown, and their brother’s smart, and he’s a famous schoolboy.
Same home, not too obvious.
Both at school and at home, the pressure on the brother is understandable.
On the night of the rain, the night before his first and second year, he cried out the last part:
“Have you ever made me think about how I feel? I’m sorry.
“You think I want to be a scum? I want to read a book and carry it. I don’t have the talent! I’m sorry.
“I’m more serious than him. I’ve been dreaming about it! Can’t you see? I’m sorry.
“You don’t know anything! I’m sorry.
That night, everyone thought it was just a normal emotional outburst, and nobody thought it would happen.
My brother jumped from upstairs, fell on a well cover, which was fractured.
The red, yellow liquid spreads around the rain.
This was the first time I saw a leaf weeping, and I held his head, “It’s over, it’s over.”
26
To a college.
You think I forgot her?
Nothing! I’ll never forget their family.
I was in the same class as her, and I didn’t change my nickname, and she probably didn’t know it was me.
I’ve been watching how she slandered me in front of her old classmates.
“Gorgo’s sick? Ha ha ha! It’s an act. I’m afraid people will find out she won’t make it. Her English skills, Apple, are not allowed! I’m sorry.
“Just a chicken university. I’m sorry.
“The school, all over the weekend, was full of luxury cars. My dad’s long gone! Think about it. Tuition, living expenses. What’s not money? I’m sorry.
“You’ll see her in hairdressers, massage parlours, for the sake of your classmates. I’m sorry.
I didn’t squeak.
Let’s just hope the IQ gets a little high, except for force.
I remember everything.
27
I wish you a happy circle of friends.
I turn it over from time to time.
After she graduated from high school, she had to live a month in the circle of friends with a friend who had been beating me up in the hospital for six months.
Slit your wrists again, jumped off your stairs, and the night club took the wine to make it worse.
After that, love is like a game, boyfriend is like a horselight.
“Why are you looking at her again? “She’s got me on the phone?” I’m sorry.
“Of course not. She doesn’t have eight abs. I laughed at the tummy, “I just thought she was funny. I’m sorry.
For a man who makes himself a pheasant and thinks he’s charming, he’s a male killer.
“When are you going to do it? “The leaf bends over and kisses me on the forehead.
I pretended to be innocent, innocent and I pretended not to understand: “Ah? Do what?”
“What do you think? Wildcats. Ip Man asks, “Do you want me to help? Their school, I have brothers over there. I’m sorry.
“No hurry. I smiled, “With a cow knife? Besides, this one, I have to do it myself. I’m sorry.
I don’t want him to see my dark side.
Yip laughs, “um,” just says if you need to.
28
I didn’t wash the dishes anymore. I was making money.
From small-time to small-time purchase of a fund to test water to stock.
The leaves are in the stock market.
It was his suggestion that I first buy the fund, and there are a lot of people who play the Fund’s shares, some of them small teams.
I’m in love with Yip, and I’m tired of having a little time and, more often, of discussing national policies and future trends, which are the basis for stock-laying, the most important thing on the medium-long line.
And then it’s the technical side of the day, making money on short-term.
I managed to avoid two thunders for Yip’s team after a year, and he introduced me to their little team, working with these high-tech students to optimize their little job program with Python.
The stock market is changing rapidly and machine operations are faster and more decisive than human operations, whether bought or sold.
Which means…
Little money, I’m all right.
I owe you the money I owe you.
29
I added to my primary class a letter of good luck to verify that my name was written directly.
And to the passing of the Qur’an, a series of messages follow.
“What, can’t go on? You want my dad’s money?”
“I tell you, no way! My family has a Samaye. Better than a wild dog! At least know to shake the tail, not bite the master. I’m sorry.
“If you want to regret it now, make some noise. I’m sorry.
I deliberately didn’t text her immediately, and it took me more than 10 minutes to knock out a line: “How’s Dad? How are you?”
I gave her more than 10 minutes to see my circle of friends, and every single one she could see was made from time to time.
Good afternoon tea, low-luxurious bags, brand-name perfume, cosmetics… and walk away.
This is not a life that ordinary college students can have, as far as I know her, and she must be jealous at this point.
“Peace be upon you. You’ve made a fortune? I’m sorry.
“Do you have a face? I’m sorry.
“We have lost our family face! That’s why they don’t talk in groups! I’m sorry.
I’m silent again, and I’ll hang out with her for half a day, and I’ll send her a message at night. Give me an address. I’ll deliver it. I’m sorry.
The dialogue box shows that the other side is entering for a very long time, indicating that she has changed again and again and has hesitated for a long time between “yes” and “no”.
And the last one came to me: “Scram! Who wants your things? What do you know about Chanel?” It must be fake! I’m sorry.
I said, “My boyfriend gave me a dress last week for Chanel. It’s only for me. It’s not for me. It’s for you. Stay if you like. I’m sorry.
“Hasn’t it been so long?” You were wearing my old clothes, and now you’re in big trouble, and you came to humiliate me! I’m sorry.
I said, “You’re thinking too much. I’m your sister. I’m better now. I want to care about you.” I’m sorry.
A white-eyed look from the sun.
I’m laughing. Put the phone away.
What Chanel Coco, Chanel dress, that’s all.
I am a wild dog in the eyes of her mother, and I bring them things that are not merely food, but rather rubbing their dignity on the earth.
I am sure that my words, to the extent possible, will provoke her anger and counter-attack.
30
The next day, a photo of a family of three tourists, accompanied by a picture of Mom and Dad, saying that a mother’s child was a treasure and a child without a mother was a grass.
I sent a picture of the heels with butterflies at speed, with the text: the high heels a woman must have in her lifetime.
As can be seen from the group, there’s only one good luck to the group.
“Remember to go to the counter and buy a few dozen dollars of stock. I’m sorry.
I’m back to Smiley.
By the end of the week, my friend put out a picture of his test shoes. I wanted to buy it myself, but my boyfriend had to. I’m sorry.
“What a fortune, more than 9,000!” Do you want to send a photo and a dog food? I’m sorry.
I said, “No! The men are too handsome and too good to be remembered. I’m sorry.
“It’s not like I’m afraid to send it.” It’s an old man! I’m sorry.
I said, “I don’t want to talk to you, you’re too shallow!” Do you know what love is? I’m sorry.
“Who do you think is shallow?” What’s the point? I’m sorry.
I said, “Are you talking about Lady White? I’m sorry.
Good luck.
I smiled and closed my phone.
31
We’ve got a big meal to celebrate.
I hope you wear more than 1,000 dresses.
I wish you more than 3000 necklaces.
I wish you more than 1,000 perfumes.
I wish you more than 10,000 bags on your back…
Thanks to friends or to Dad in the circle of friends.
I mourned her boyfriend and her dad for three seconds, and then I left a message or flattered her with two words, and she had nothing but expensive, no problem, or Annely gave her some luxury.
For six months, I watched her go further and further in the abyss of luxury goods.
The more expensive things are, the more 3000 skirts, the more 20,000 necklaces, the more 20,000 bags.
I am well aware of my family and of the good fortunes that my father has not been able to provide for her delicate life. She needs money and can ask only men for it.
One late night, she just sent a circle of friends and I sent a message in seconds.
The pictures are red wine, long fingers with big diamond rings and a silent reflection of the glass of high feet.
With:
“I don’t have a father who’s rich and enemy. Everything I want is on my own! I’m sorry.
It’s also a great word for her: I want a lot of love and, if not, a lot of money.
I’m insinuating to her that I’m being taken care of by a married man.
A few minutes later, I’m sure she saw the message and then deleted it.
“Shoes and diamonds, I can buy them for you. “There’s bags and perfume.” I’m sorry.
“You’re not jealous of a fake big money, are you? Do I look that shallow? I’m sorry.
The University of Ye holds the glasses with the light, and a good one: “Look at the abyss, and it looks at you.” I’m sorry.
We said, “That is why you have to hold me firmly, and not let me fall.” I’m sorry.
32
The money for the fortunes came from men.
Yeh Yiu has a school for brothers and tows, where the news is that it is hard to pay interest and is now a nightclub princess.
“Sister-in-law, can I help you? I’m sorry.
“For the time being, she’s about to graduate. And while I was talking, I thought, “Yeah, I remember her having a boyfriend in high school, like she was in that city. I’m sorry.
“That’s right, when he was big, he dumped her in his freshman year. I’m sorry.
“If there is a chance, find a weekend and let them meet, the place is at the place where the Good Friday will work. I’m sorry.
“You’ll get it!”
A week later, Tsai had been beaten up in a first love club, and I heard that the scene had been ugly and that Tsai had been in the corner for a long time without standing up.
I remember that day, outside the little hotel, I was crouching in the corner and I was in pain.
Another week later, his first love had been blocked outside the school and seven or eight punks beat him to hospital.
And I felt: “My sister, how terrible! At least he was a lover. I’m sorry.
And the hand of the leaf rubbing on my belly, and it did not answer me, but it was filled with pity.
I smiled back with comfort.
That year, my internship company arranged for all employees to go to the hospital for a medical examination.
When the doctor gave me internal coloring, he found several calcified points in the liver, which he said was probably a trace of a previous injury and healing.
I imagine the location of the liver, and it is clear that it was beaten by family and the first love of luck.
I’m not a saint.
My idea is to give the word, the word.
33
After graduating from college, the Zhang Luang was not left in the city where she studied, but went home. At some point, her life was arranged.
My dad found her a relationship at home and got into a business.
My last shot was at home.
If it’s too far away, my father and Shizuku don’t feel strong.
For three days, the fortunes are still poked in two faces, a beautiful make-up, full of name plates, inside and outside, and living out of wealth.
It’s been a long time since I sent her a circle of friends and left no messages to stimulate her.
Because it’s difficult, because it’s easy, because it’s easy, because it’s hard, because it’s not worth it.
Until my birthday, I sent out a car key, rocking logo, shaking face, 400,000 cars.
“A birthday present from a boyfriend, too expensive. The point is, I haven’t graduated yet. I’m sorry.
“No! I’m sorry.
I could feel her teeth cut off from the screen, and I said, “You’re so pretty, so your boyfriend can give you one.” I’m sorry.
And the Day of Resurrection: “And peace be upon you, I advise you to be good.” I’m sorry.
I ha ha.
In the next six months, I’ve had a shame to show you a house-buying contract for Marseilles, with a text: “The graduation gift, though it’s a term, is better than not having a mortgage. I’m sorry.
After a few days, I suspected that Lucky had not seen the circle of friends, and I saw her talking to me in private, shouting at my sister.
“Sister, your little days are so good! Introduce your brother-in-law to your sister Let me rise. I’m sorry.
– “You want to seduce my man? “I am very vigilant.
“Sister, you’re thinking too much. How could I be that guy? I just wanted to ask my brother-in-law if I could get a boyfriend. I’m sorry.
“You have a boyfriend? I’m sorry.
– “We’re out of time! We’re bleeding. You don’t want me to get through this? I didn’t know anything when I was young. Will you forgive me? I envy you every day! I’m sorry.
I didn’t say no. I didn’t say no.
Wish me luck as if I had hope and found my rainbow fart every day.
I caught her for a long time and then told her that I was going back home to study the project with my boyfriend for two days and that I could have a coffee with her if I had time.
I wish you luck with this coffee, and I always miss it.
34
I’ll be at the coffee shop at a five-star hotel.
I was surprised to see her.
Just look at the photos in the daytime. Small faces, sharp chins, big eyes, high nose beams. I didn’t know the real people were the same.
“The older the woman, the better. I’m sorry.
I sat across from her with a smile and I couldn’t find her without her face.
On several occasions, her eyes seemed to have wandered over my bag and my big diamond ring without any trace, with envy.
The bag is Hermes, with two carats on the ring.
Sister, you are my idol! “When you’re young, you’re a good boy and you’re a good man.” I’m sorry.
I look down, I laugh and stir coffee, and I’m going to talk…
The lady at the front desk of the hotel came and put a card in front of me: “Sir, this is your card. Please keep it. I’m sorry.
I said “thank you” and put the card in the bag.
“Sister, where’s brother-in-law?” Good luck.
“Sleeping upstairs! A little wine for lunch. No, I asked the front desk to get me another card. I’m done.
“Yeah, I’ve got an afternoon shopping date, and I’m gonna make a face. I’ll buy you a bag and some nutrients for Dad. All these years, he doesn’t care about me, but I can’t leave him alone. I’m sorry.
And good luck to the rainbow ass again.
I listened to her, and after over 40 minutes, I grabbed the machine up to the bathroom and left the bag on the couch.
There’s news coming soon.
“Sir, the card has been removed. I’m sorry.
I went back to the “OK” and stood by the toilet and slowly washed my hands.
The card, it’s for the lucky day.
Where’s the girl’s daughter?
In their eyes, they are afraid that nothing is as good as real. I wonder if I can be rewarded for the change of attitude that has taken place.
Back to the café, I didn’t even sit down, just stood by and said that it was almost time to date a friend and once again invited to join us.
I wish you the best of luck to say no and say that you have to go back to work.
Overtime, huh? I can’t wait to sleep upstairs.
I went out with her.
36
As for the room with the card…
There is a man in the room.
Two hours later, I went back to the hotel, with me, and the man’s wife Lin Lin Zhu and the media that happened to interview the man.
I’ve known Lin for a long time.
A few years older than me, she was the only daughter of a local pig-headed business owner, married to love in the last few years, and after marriage, her husband was addicted and infected her with X.
She wants to leave every day.
But the husband kneels again, crying and crying, and the mother-in-law is forced to die, and her father, not to say that the divorce is humiliating… so, she’s been dragging.
Until I heard about her, we hit it off.
She got rid of her husband and I got rid of my sister.
37
The door was opened by the hotel attendant.
It was a good day for the pig-headed company to invite the media and its partners, and the guest room alone was over 40, and Lin said, “I accidentally lost the card” and immediately came to unlock the lock.
“I don’t know if it’s ready or not, don’t be dreary. #Lin laughs, sounds sweet, and looks at me again # I’m sorry.
Lin pushed the door and I followed her in.
I’ve had four words in my head:
I’m sorry!
The bedroom door was irrelevant, from the living room couch to the bedroom, and the clothes were scattered.
Lin Tung knocked on the door.
Good luck seeing me and walking barefoot out of the room.
She didn’t look at the forest very positively, and she only proudly declared to me:
Sister, your man, it’s mine now! I’m sorry.
Lin Qiu screamed and went straight to the Zhu Zhui.
I bowed my head and gave way to the journalists who came in.
And so,
The images everyone saw were:
They beat her up like crazy, beating her up and scolding her;
In order not to go naked, she was holding her two hands tight and was angry with thunder.
On the other hand, he was beaten and shouted, “Peace be upon her!” Your man bought her a house and a car and a diamond ring! You’re hitting her! I’m sorry.
The man was woken up by loud noises, and he also washed out with a towel.
His target is Lin.
He explained that it was the lady who had just slept with him, not the girl who slept with him and that he didn’t know me.
Lin won’t listen to me, you son of a bitch fights, you catch anything.
It’s a mess in the room.
Hotel attendants and other guests came to see the crowd in the name of advice, and video was taped and even broadcast live.
Until the woods are tired.
How can the head of a leading firm be decent when it’s a man’s face and a white flower’s flesh is outside?
“Peace be upon you, you set me up! I wish you luck in biting your teeth. I’m sorry.
“How did I get to this room? I’m not a lady! I was set up by this woman next to you! I’m sorry.
“I’m her own sister. She’s your mistress. She’s afraid of being found. If you don’t believe me, check your husband’s account and just bought this woman a suite! I bought a car before.”
Lin looked at me and looked at luck like a joke and slowly walked.
“Our family, my money, my account. It means he can’t afford it if he wants it.
“I wonder how you got into my husband’s room. What happened to the card room that Enron took for me? She was one step closer and one step closer.
Let’s hope it’s whiter.
“I’m… I’m… I’m mistaken. I didn’t know he was your husband. I’m sorry.
At that time, the waiter at the hotel came and put an iPad surveillance video on me and Lin. On the screen, I’m going to the bathroom, sneak my bag and take my card.
I frown.
Lin smiled as if he was happy:
“No wonder you went to the door and announced that you slept with your brother-in-law. I’m sorry.
Lin’s bag was thrown out of my bag, and she didn’t see it coming out of my bag, 200 bucks, and she threw it on the face of the blessing: “Go on, be a chicken!” I’m sorry.
May the good fortune rise from the ground, where the hands and feet of the earth are already covered in dirty, wrinkled clothes.
Since the time of the media, what happened in the hotel room has been posted on the Internet, with repeated reverses:
I thought it was just the real room. I didn’t think it was the wrong person!
I thought the wrong guy slept because he was so handsome, at least he was a coach.
It’s just a pig. I didn’t know it was a pig business boss!
Well, here’s the problem!
Do you know if she’s big? Did you really sleep the wrong person?
The news! The government has declared it to be a breach!
To sleep with her brother-in-law, she would steal her card as a thief! It’s good for money: call it chicken!
I don’t know.
Yes! The case was prepared in advance.
Commentable Area…
Really, it’s not about me and Lin.
The big data age, when the video is sent, it’s accurate.
“Isn’t that who and who? She’s a chicken. She goes to a nightclub every day. She’s full of clothes. We all know her. I’m sorry.
“I heard I borrowed from the campus. I don’t know if I’m on it. I’m sorry.
“I know this, too, when I was a kid, when I threw water at her the night before the high school exam, and her sister fainted. I’m sorry.
“I’ll go. Isn’t this our new unit? Our leader will cry. Don’t get sick. I’m sorry.
“Smoke the geese, and pretend to be rich with us.
I wish you time to get dressed and die.
And wait for her to come out, and the leaves stand next to me, wearing thin glasses, dressed in a suit, and living up to the scoundrels.
“You know, this is your brother-in-law. I’m sorry.
“Don’t look at anyone in the future, learn better than me, find better men than me, even taste better than me. I’m sorry.
38
She was later successfully divorced and her ex-husband was kicked out of the company.
The business was lost, the loanee called her parents and classmates every day, and the day-to-day robbery of her girlfriend’s husband was dug up, and she left the company in a discomfort.
My father’s business man, most faceless, was in the house, he couldn’t lift his head in front of his friends, and he couldn’t stay in the city and move again.
I went to his house and met his parents.
His parents were very nice to me, saying that if I hadn’t been there, I’d never have done it.
I turned around and looked at the leaves, and this man, with that brush, how come he didn’t do it? He does everything but punish himself.
Leaf sneezed on my hand and told me not to say anything.
After graduating from undergraduate studies, I managed to get to the school where Yip Siu was, in the same specialty, in international finance.
With like-minded lovers and like-minded friends, life is simple and good.
We’re going to get married after graduation.
In the details, Yip asked me, “What about your mother?” I’m sorry.
He asked me about my mother who lost her leg in the earthquake, who once asked me not to, who once stole 300 dollars from me, who once told me to go away…
And I gave it to her for a moment: “She should regret having given birth to me, and don’t need her witness.” I’m sorry.
(concluded text)
Quantified
The dog you want to watch sits in front of the computer for a whole weekend, and then you give it to me.
I’m a wife spoiler, can you say yes? So, with you guys watching this now.
One.
I am the lawful husband of the leaf.
We now work in the same financial institution and as a researcher in the same team.
The financial scandal, me and Enron’s famous love.
Remember when we first got married, a lot of people didn’t like us: love in ivory towers, no secular baptism, much less too much temptation.
But we’re coming.
Steady on the way.
Conjecture and betrayal, as if never happened.
This is a marriage in which many are envious and secure and cannot write a little dog food.
I love her.
This woman, no matter how beautiful she looks, how beautiful the marriage looks, how bright the smile on her face looks, how dark it is and how difficult it is to disperse.
Two.
Remember the first time I saw Enron, the first time I saw her eyes.
It’s beautiful and special.
There’s a flash of light in there, and it’s strong, like a wolf.
Wolf.
A girl like that is not one of the same kind, and I’m far away from her.
As for her pride, in my opinion, just so so so.
What’s wrong with you? Me too.
And then I was with her, and you know that.
Say something you don’t know.
3
I almost broke up with her.
Two cities, two different schools, one train, another way of life in the sky, are like two worlds.
On the one hand, the glory of the sky, in the cafeteria where the matter is discussed, can push the meal board aside and produce the draft paper at hand;
The other side is a café or a fast-food restaurant, an ever-present guest, where my girlfriend holds a plate.
I look at her and ask myself a million times. Is this her life? My chosen partner?
Of course, there is temptation.
There are girls in the school who confess to me, they’re beautiful, they’re beautiful, they’re home-grown, they’re Londonian, they play the piano, they’re clean and they’re gentle…
Between the two girls, I hesitated and finally stood firmly on my side.
The match of the soul, more than any external appearance.
I never mentioned this to Anjan, but she…
Maybe know.
Otherwise, that year, she wouldn’t suddenly follow me.
I know better than anyone how hard she’s making money. She’s coming near me in her way.
Otherwise, she would not have written the words “the essence of love is equal power” in the text.
4
Enron’s way of thinking is more rational and restrained than mine, like revenge for good fortune.
Many years of preparation, one strike at a time.
As for the fact that she wouldn’t let me in, many people were confused, but I understand, I understand.
In her view, revenge on such dark things as family was not for her boyfriend, and she did not want any immorality on my hands.
That’s how she cares about me.
I accept her kindness, but I only have friends at the same school as the lucky one.
5
And after we got married, we had a dog.
Big dog, Su-Moon.
Every weekend, Enron’s favorite thing is to lie on the balcony, with his head on the belly of Su-shik, holding a book and sun.
To be honest, I’m a little jealous when I’m married and I just cleaned up the kitchen.
I put two cups of coffee on the tea table, drove the dog out and put her head on my stomach.
“Doesn’t your husband’s belly feel better than a dog? I’m sorry.
She’s like, “Well,” and she’s like, “Well,” and she’s like, “Well, she’s like, she’s like, “Well, she’s like, she’s like, “Well, she’s like, she’s like, “Well, she’s like, she’s like, she’s like, “Well, she’s like, she’s like, she’s like, she’s like, “Well, she’s like, “Well, she’s like, she’s like, “Well, she’s like, she’s like, she’s like, she’s like, she’s like, she’s like, she’s like, she’s like, she’s like, she’s like, she’s like, she’s like, she’s like, she’s like, she’s like, she’s like, she’s like, she’s like, she’s like, she’s like, she’s like, she’s like, she’s like, she’s like, she’s like, and she’s
I: …!
Me: I envy the dogs again.
I swapped places with the dog and put my face in front of her.
“What are you doing?” She’s innocent with her eyes. “Do you fight for a dog?” I’m sorry.
“You just kissed it! * I’m pointing at the dog, which means I have to kiss.*
She called me a childish child, hugged me and kissed me several times.
I thought I had won the dog, looked at the dog, and I saw him twist his head and put his chin comfortably on the floor.
I sat on a lazy sofa and watched as one dog.
“Well, how do I feel about my family’s status as a dog? I’m sorry.
She took a look at me and covered most of her face with books, and she showed her nose and mouth and laughed:
‘Cause the dog doesn’t fight and you don’t want to think, do I sleep with you or with the dog every night? I’m sorry.
I jumped over.
“No matter what, hold your husband during the day! Or your husband gives the dog away! I’m sorry.
“Are you childish? I’m sorry.
Six.
It’s delicious to cook in Enron.
I like to hold her from behind when she cooks.
When she’s in a good mood, she cuts a piece of meat for me, and when she’s in a bad mood, she puts me in the kitchen and says I’m in the way.
She’s the best at sugar veal, white fruit, shrimp, tomato rabbit.
I’m good at cooking, too.
“Yes, come and hold your husband! Honey’s out of energy! I’m sorry.
I yelled in the kitchen, she read on the sofa, two rolls, pretended not to hear.
“Well, come and taste it, will you? I’m sorry.
Someone heard it in seconds, one dog ran into the kitchen.
A woman kisses me, a dog shakes my tail, waits for me to feed.
“You two are one country! I’m sorry.
“How? Can’t you see we’re all around you? I’m sorry.
The sun fell on Enron, and her smile was quiet.
Time is quiet and wonderful.
7
I’m surprised to see you again.
This woman, I’ve seen it on Enron’s phone a million times.
She lives in a well-known local villa, where she is famously expensive and famously rich people keep canaries.
I’ll get the papers. Give them to my boss.
She opened the door.
“What a coincidence! She was wearing a bathrobe and leaned against the door frame, “Mr. Leaf.” I’m sorry.
I’ll take her up and down.
My boss’s latest favorite, the last one was pure.
“Was it hard to get in here? * I went over her and went inside. *
“Stop right there! She whispered and came towards me, “Yelph, I’m your boss’s woman! Guess what happens if I scream now? I’m sorry.
“You’ll get out of here right away. I didn’t look back, I laughed, “Do you want to try the minimum of the challenge for a woman who lives here for six months? I’m sorry.
Good luck.
I sent out the papers and she sat on the couch in the living room and was so angry.
I looked at her, I checked, I held my glasses.
“Sir, I don’t care what you’re up to. Enron is my family now, and I will not allow anyone to move his mind to her head. I’m sorry.
“I don’t have her to talk, I don’t have her to be gentle, you better take care of it before I do anything. I’m sorry.
“It’s not easy to make money. Don’t pay for your loss. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
A week later, however, she became the shortest resident of the villa.
The boss’s wife came to the hospital with more than a dozen “rural relatives” and then broke into the hospital.
Good luck.
8
I asked someone to look into the family in private.
As soon as the video of the Good Friday was released, the school mortgage was thrown out and wished Dad that he had moved with his mother and daughter to the city, but that he had quickly left her with the city.
Divorce. Whatever.
White Qing and Good Will took the money they received after the divorce and paid off the loan, after which they did the quickest work to maintain high consumption.
And, Dad, you can live on your savings, but you get drunk and gambling.
Life is no longer indignant with the mother of her homeland.
I asked someone to stop looking into it.
Ann…
It was the first time I knew that Enron.
There’s a tiger in the heart, and there’s a good smell.
9
Enron gives them a minimum monthly subsistence allowance, including a quiet life with her.
Her maintenance obligations are strictly in accordance with the law.
10
Three years later, I’m going with her.
Still after noon.
It’s still a sun-filled balcony.
And yet we shall have a child.
“Isn’t that right?” She pointed at the dog.
“You know what I’m saying. I’m sorry.
She hesitated.
Some heal their lives with their childhood and others with their own.
“We’ll love TA together, you believe me. I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
