Qing Qingqing
In the seventh year of the marriage, after receiving a third provocative photograph from Kang’s lover, I also hid a young boy at home.
It came through, 18-year-old Ginger.
One.
The cell phone beeps, and I don’t need to light it, and I know it’s all pictures sent from Lin Shai.
Ginger with a tie, Ginger with a house dress on the couch, Ginger with food, Ginger with a shave on his back naked…
If this man was not my lawful husband in the picture, I would even lament: “How happy!” I’m sorry.
After seven years of marriage, I couldn’t count the first lovers of Kang, who, no matter what Kang did to them, at least didn’t mess with me, could pretend not to know.
But Lin Shay knew that Kang didn’t seem particularly fond of her, and that she was extremely reckless.
The first was a video of Chon still asleep, the second was a recording of the conversation with the showers, the third was a set of life photos and a picture of two bars of a pregnancy test.
I’ve been staring at my phone for a long time, and I feel a bit of a pain in my eyes.
“What are you looking at?
Suddenly I came up with a nice young face, and I turned off my phone and laughed:
“Nothing, junk text. I’m sorry.
I also hid a little boy at home after receiving a third provocative photograph from Kang’s lover.
It’s not someone else, it’s a journey. Eighteen-year-old ginger.
I looked at the familiar young face: “But what did you just call me?” I’m sorry.
“O little treasurer! Eighteen-year-old Ginger hasn’t shrugged his shoulder. “I’ve always called you that. I’m sorry.
I almost forgot, “Small Money” is a name that the ginger used to call me, but he hasn’t called me that in a long time.
And now he calls me, “Don’t worry. I’m sorry.
“Don’t be ridiculous.
“Don’t you threaten me with a divorce? You’re the one I can’t see, right?
“Don’t I give you everything?
“Don’t go back tonight, I’m busy.
“It’s just a anniversary. I’m not having a present bought. Don’t call again. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
The 18-year-old Ginger is exaggerating.
“Why are you so distracted? I’m sorry.
“Oh, what did you just say?”
Chon put his finger in the spot where he poked my face, which was an action he used to love.
I said, “I can’t let the future of me, the 33rd ginger, not know, or I can’t go back.” I’m sorry.
I smiled, and I flirted with him, and I said, “You can’t go back, you can’t fight for 10 years and you’ll be the boss.” I’m sorry.
“That’s not good. Chon didn’t stand up and looked at me very seriously.
“I haven’t confessed to you, I haven’t started dating, I haven’t proposed, I haven’t married, I haven’t seen you in wedding dress, 15 years, how can I miss 15 years with you! I’m sorry.
I look at that young, even childish face in front of me, and I feel a little confused.
It’s been 15 years since I’ve been in love. It’s been a long time since I’ve forgotten what it feels like to be liked by Kang.
Let’s go out and play until we find a way back. I haven’t seen him home since I was thirty-three. I’m sorry.
I looked at the smiling young face in front of me, and 18-year-old Ginger was warm and he was his favorite age.
I closed my eyes:
“Well, then run away! I’m sorry.
Two.
I’ve been playing all day with ginger in B.
Go shopping, buy my favorite dolls and his favorite highs; go to the playground, grab him and ride the roller coaster three times; eat expensive Western food and wait for the ginger on the other side to cut a piece of steak in front of me; go to the ocean hall, meet a beautiful jellyfish, take pictures, meet an unpretty fish, and pretend to be a ghost face.
We’re going to sing and drink, and I’m holding that ginger card that I haven’t given me for a long time, because the whole game is being bought by the 33-year-old Kang.
“Can I ask you to stay in the presidential suite of the luxury five-star hotel?” I’m sorry.
“Huh? How could our little fan grow up so luxurious? I’m sorry.
When I was 17, I was poor, and Kang and I were poor.
I can even eat rice with white water for a week, and I can only afford a confectionary bread that can’t be sold at a sweet shop for a birthday.
While Kang doesn’t have a bad family like me, a student has limited capacity and the only thing that can help me is to save my living expenses and improve my food.
Eighteen-year-old Ginger, no games, no Internet cafes, no new clothes and new shoes, first time in class out of class to get free soup from the canteen, with his own scissors when his hair grows…
“I didn’t blow it, sir. I look good on a handsome face like this. You’re not the same as your little fan. You can’t lose any weight anymore. I’m sorry.
I’ll make a lot of money from now on. I’m sorry.
Intoxicated, faces overlapped with memories 15 years ago.
I held Kang’s shoulder and rubbed his hair in the wind:
“What are you afraid of with your own money? Listen to me, 15 years ahead of you, you’ll have a hard-on when you’re thirty-three years old, you’ll have a hard-on, a hard-on meeting, a hard-on, and a hard-on….”
I said, “The eyes are dim and the voices are getting smaller:
“And the ones who can’t go home!” I’m sorry.
The last sentence, Ginger didn’t hear him.
“It’s so bad, so I’ll make it hard for him to enjoy it.” I’m sorry.
3
It was more than twelve o’clock since Kang was taken to the hotel, and the lights were usually turned off when the nanny left, but today, the house was not very popular.
I pushed the door open, and the 33-year-old Ginger was sitting on the sofa with a heavy face.
On his phone is a reminder of today’s bank card expenses, which is why he came back.
“What took you so long?”
I looked down and changed my shoes: “Go out and play!” I’m sorry.
Chon didn’t come over. He looked down and looked at me.
“Did you drink?”
I’m a little drunk, and I get a little dizzy when I get up, and I fall on my feet.
Chon was standing far from me without reaching out to help me. I held up the wall by myself and took half my head to wake up.
“Well, I drank, I sang,” and I was like, “and I went shopping, and I went to playgrounds, and I ate steaks, and I went to the ocean hall… Well, we saw a particularly ugly fish, and we swam it out of our face. I’m sorry.
Ginger looks a little ugly:
“We”?
I’ll go around him and head for the bathroom:
“Yeah, we!”
“Don’t worry!”
I’m still cold and I’m on my feet.
Again, it’s three words and that tone, and this time it’s something that makes people cry at night.
I took a deep breath, and I turned around:
“KANG, I’m happy today, really, I haven’t been so happy for a long time, so can you stop talking to me? I’m sorry.
I don’t want to hear him shout my name in that cold tone, let alone see any oblivion or rebuke from that 18-year-old ginger face.
“What? “You’re not even going to talk to me, are you? I’m sorry.
I couldn’t fight him. I pressed the pained temple:
“Ginger, if you don’t want to, I won’t spend your money anymore. I’m sorry.
Ginger’s mouth was open, and it seemed like he wanted to say something else, but I didn’t listen.
Chon hasn’t left, and half an hour later, I received a photo of Chon Yi sent by Rinxia, with a text:
I don’t know if I’m gonna make him happy with that good news. _Other Organiser
I went to the starter, and then a long time later I answered:
Did you come here to give me evidence of his cheating? Mistakes don’t divide a lot of property, fool. _Other Organiser
Send it, Lahey, all right!
After many days, Kang never came back.
When I saw him again, I was the one who cheated.
4
Chon left the photo on the table:
I looked down, and it was me and Kang.
Ginger’s back to the camera, one hand to my head, and he’s talking to me.
The other picture is vague, and we’re eating.
“Don’t worry, explain. I’m sorry.
Explain what?
Say I met you when I was 18 and said I wanted to give you the best you ever did to me.
Says I’m doing everything I can to keep Kang from going back to his time, and that I’m deceiving myself and trying to feel love from him again for a short time…
I don’t want Kang to be unaware of what’s going on with us, and I fear that he will be disappointed in our future, even afraid.
I’m afraid he’ll be afraid to love someone when he’s 18.
After a long time, I spoke.
“There’s nothing to explain. Let’s get divorced! I’m sorry.
I put all the photos, videos, audio recordings, words I had sent to me in front of Kang, whose color changed.
“Ginger, I know you’ve always wanted a child, and now that we’ve done this, we’ll get together and make each other decent.
“I don’t want anything but this house. I told you, you don’t like me spending your money. I don’t want to spend it anymore. I’ve been relying on you for years. I’m sorry.
I looked around the house, which wasn’t gorgeous.
“We agreed to give you a home. Your boyfriend’s more efficient than just talking. I’m sorry.
Later, he did not need money and offered to change a bigger house, but I couldn’t move.
I always thought it was different here and everywhere.
Ginger was very good and he fought hard, and he broke up in B City on his own.
He was sick, he was pale in his bed, and he smiled and said:
“I said I’d make a lot of money. I’ll give it to you. I’ll count everything I say.
“Don’t cry. I’ll make you a good life. I’ll never let you eat it again.
“Don’t be afraid. It’ll be a good day ahead of us. I’m sorry.
I don’t know when he got different.
As he became more busy and rarely came home, he would forget our anniversary and forget my birthday, and he was impatient to say to me, “Don’t be so unreasonable.” I’m sorry.
He said, “Did I not give you everything? What is wrong with you?” I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
Remembering a pile of things that came to my heart, I felt a pain in the heart and took a deep breath before I continued to say it;
“KANG, get a lawyer to draft the divorce papers. I’ll sign them and go to the Civil Affairs Bureau. I’m sorry.
Ginger stood up and looked me in the face:
“Don’t you like him that much? Divorced for him? He looks so much younger than you. You think he’ll fall in love with you after you don’t have the money? I’m sorry.
I looked up at him:
“Ginger, he loved me when I ate my last bread and that was when he loved me the most. I’m sorry.
5
I don’t know how the news of my cheating got out.
After he married Kang, his career went well and his life got better, and when we no longer had to worry about money, Kang didn’t say I had to quit that hard job and do something I liked.
He said, “It’s my husband’s responsibility to make money to support my family. We’ll just love ourselves. I’m sorry.
So I quit my high-paying, hard-working job and became a cartoonist.
I like painting, I like it when I was a kid, and I’ve shown amazing talent in this area, but I’m not allowed to get involved in this kind of money-burning hobby.
Long after I gave up painting, Chon stood behind me and used his power to help me pick up that distant dream again.
I’ve been a cartoonist, I’ve been on a web platform, I’ve been up-to-date with the Buddhists, I’ve never paid for anything, and I’ve grown a lot of people over the years.
After the discovery of the affair, the comic book comment section scolded and the originally agreed publication was put on hold.
Isn’t her husband the president of the x-group? How dare she? _Other Organiser
I hear the guy’s young. He’s not still a student. _Other Organiser
What a mess!
It’s a good deal. _Other Organiser
You’re too greedy to want anything. _Other Organiser
I don’t know.
I didn’t think that things would get fermented so fast, even to the point where my cell phone number was dug up, and those angry “hot friends” called and greeted each other.
I’m tired of dealing with the machine.
“Don’t you see that boy coming out here to defend you, even if he’s just trying to clarify it for you? I’m sorry.
Ginger sits on the couch with his legs on him, and there’s a bit of a lack of sense in his look.
“You didn’t say he liked you? Is that how you like it? The only thing that happened was hiding behind as a turtle. I’m sorry.
I didn’t say anything, he didn’t know.
One door away.
Ginger didn’t want to make it clear, but I stopped him. I’m afraid his identity cannot be explained. I’m afraid he won’t return.
But he can’t and shouldn’t stay here.
Chon on the couch didn’t say:
“Don’t talk to him, I’ll make it clear to everyone that we’re in a good relationship, that we don’t need to be speculated. I didn’t hear about the divorce. I’m sorry.
As if he were as clean and as tolerant as he was, I felt a chill in my heart.
“Ginger.” I said.
“You mean, you want me to be your child’s stepmother? I’m sorry.
At last, Ginger’s spirit has changed:
“It’s fake. She’s not even pregnant. I’m sorry.
“Are those pictures of you also fake? Video, audio, all fake? Kang, can you say that Lin Hachi and you are innocent and innocent? I’m sorry.
“Don’t worry!”
Chon stood up, and the cups on the tea table were touched, and the sound of the sound fell on the ground.
“What do you want to do? Leave me with nothing and find that little boy who can’t do anything? Can you be realistic?”
Chon yelled at me, and after a long time, he whispered:
“I won’t be in touch with her, and you won’t be in touch with the boy. We won’t be divorced. I’m sorry.
He looked at me and said, “Stop it. I’m sorry.
Six.
It happened so suddenly that I could even react in the future that Kang’s fist had already hit Kang’s face.
“You’re the one who cheated, right? I’m sorry.
Ginger didn’t grab his collar. She was angry.
The 33-year-old Ginger looked at him and turned his eyes on me and slightly raised the radians with his lips:
“Don’t worry, I’ve got a double! I’m sorry.
“For your mother! I’m sorry.
Ginger punched him again, and he hit him together.
Eighteen-year-old Ginger’s unblooded, thirty-three-year-old Ginger was strong and strong, and both sustained injuries to varying degrees.
Enough of Ginger!
I don’t know who I’m calling, but they don’t even know each other.
I took the opportunity to grab Kang’s arm and walk out.
“You’re hurt. I’ll take care of it. I’m sorry.
After a little while, 33-year-old Ginger opened his mouth in a dark way:
Do you still choose him? I’m sorry.
I didn’t give a shit, I didn’t turn back, I pulled ginger out of the door.
I don’t know.
I went to the clinic to buy some medicine and sat on the park bench for Kang’s wounds.
Ginger’s mouth is blue, and neither of them has left room for it, and that’s probably pretty bad.
“Why are you so impulsive? I’m sorry.
Chon’s mouth is snorting, and he’s exaggerating:
“Shuss no one can bully you, not even another time and space of my own. I’m sorry.
I looked at him and I barely laughed:
“Have you thought about it? What if something goes wrong? What if you don’t come back?”
“Then he won’t go back, he can’t bully you, let alone fail you.” I tried so hard to raise you up, how dare he fall again! I’m sorry.
The eyes of Chon were darkened, and after a long silence, he opened his mouth, and his voice was a little stingy:
“I’m sorry, I don’t know why I’m going to be like this. I promised you a good life, but I didn’t do it and failed you. I’m sorry.
Ginger, I’m so light on his hand, “This time and space thing, no matter how bad, it’s not up to you. You’re good… at least I’m looking at this you are good and good. I’m sorry.
I sat on my body and leaned with him in the park’s bench, raised my head, and I saw the window on the sixteenth floor, where a man whose face was not so different from the person next to him was standing.
I said, “Don’t be impulsive. You have to go back. I really need you when I’m 18, and without you she wouldn’t have had the courage to live. I’m sorry.
7
I had a bad family, my parents were divorced when I was a kid, and nobody wanted me, and I had no choice but to live with my grandparents.
They don’t like me, they think I’m a girl, they’re getting married, they say it’s a “foreign name” and every penny they spend on me is meat buns and dogs.
So they didn’t let me go to school, and they didn’t think it was necessary for a married girl to go to school, but because of the compulsory education period, my grades were good, the village officials and schoolteachers intervened several times, and they couldn’t help but let me continue.
Then went to high school and I promised never to spend any more of their money before being allowed to go to school.
Because of my special situation and national policy, I have applied for a tuition subsidy.
This eases my life, but the cost of living is still a significant expense.
The day is overstretched, and three meals a day are water and rice.
Back then, Kang was at my table.
At first, it was bread milk and a few snacks that could feed the fruit, and then he went to the canteen with me on the pretext that he was too busy to eat and asked me to help.
And then he went straight for two meals.
Of course I know his thoughts, and Chon never hides his good for me, and he has no reservations.
It was the first time in my life that I felt loved and carefully raised.
“When you get into college, give it back slowly. I’m sorry.
I was thinking about it when I copied Kang’s test with the same words.
It was my 18th birthday on the day of the receipt of the offer, and my grandparents cooked me a long-lived face with an egg in it.
I thought it was because I got into a good college, and they were proud and they finally made a difference.
I’m so happy that I’m completely out of my guard that I don’t have any doubts about the bowl’s longevity. I’m eating it all in my stomach, and I don’t have any soup left.
That’s good. That’s the smell of the pasta.
And then all the memories remained on the scent of that bowl of lips, and when I opened my eyes again, I was tied up and “married” to a middle-aged butcher’s house.
I knew that, for the $20,000 bride price, on the day my eighteenth birthday was not over, my grandparents were in a hurry to marry me out.
Turns out they don’t care about high school, college, future.
They’re just waiting for me to turn 18.
Then it was Kang who saved me.
He sneaked over the wall and took me out without attention.
Everything I had, including the acceptance letter, was thrown away, and it was Ginger who put up with the stench and dirt of the garbage dump, and helped me find that red cover e-mail that could change my fate.
That night, the two of us were stenched and paralyzed in the garbage dump, and I cried for a long time, and he was right next to me.
He said, “It’s all right, Tang Qi. I’ll take you away and we’ll never come back.” I’m sorry.
He said: Fear not; I am with you. I’m sorry.
Eighteen-year-old Kang was trying hard to save Tang Zhen and tried to bring her around.
And 33-year-old Ginger, he’s too crowded, he doesn’t need Tang Chi.
8
I came home late, but Chon hasn’t left yet.
There was no light in the house and the light outside the window showed Chon not sitting on the couch with a cigarette in his hand.
“Don’t worry, I’m back.” He said, “I’m hurt too. I’m sorry.
I didn’t think he’d say that all of a sudden.
Chon didn’t stand up to me, put his hand on the light, the bright light shined, and I saw that he was not hurt at all, even worse.
“Go to the hospital and take care of it.” I’m sorry.
“Ooh. “It’s a little bit of a loss in Kang’s tone.
He asked:
“Did you leave me alone?”
Chon is not very capable in the business world, but is not well able to take care of himself.
When he first worked, he ran the construction site, was so busy, his arm was cut, he came home, he was bleeding into the sleeves of his shirt that he remembered to deal with.
I sterilised his wounds, and he was exaggerating and shouting pain.
I blame him: “I’ve scratched and I don’t know how to handle it, and now I know it hurts.” I’m sorry.
He pulled my arm over me:
“I’m a man, I can’t do this without you. You won’t leave me alone anyway, will you? I’m sorry.
What did I say?
I told him with my firmness: “King, I will not leave you alone. I’m sorry.
But now, as before, he’s asking me with all his bruises:
“Do you care about me?”
I don’t know what to say, 18 years, 15 years, seven years.
There are countless days and nights in the middle of this, and every tiny thing is enough to consume us.
It’s too hard to be old, too hard to like just one person, too hard to always have trust and love.
It’s too hard.
Outside the window, the twinkling neon light makes the city bright, and I think that even though the stars that I grew up in my youth were the salvation of my eyes on countless occasions, it is hard to see the stars in a plentiful place because their light is too weak.
I’m sorry.
I don’t care about you! I’m sorry.
9
I didn’t expect Lin Ha to come to me.
She looks very young and may not have just graduated from college, but a clean-looking girl with no obscenity in her eyes, as if she were mixed with water and could shed tears at any time.
“I apologize. @Lin Shaikh said:
“It’s my fault to interfere in your marriage. I’m sorry.
I frowned and held the cup in my hand and didn’t speak.
I really like him. I don’t know what you said to him, but he wants to cut me off completely. I can’t get in touch with him now. I’m sorry.
“Lin Shai-sama, I can’t help you. I’m not the one who’s going to die, and if he doesn’t want to see me after this, I won’t be. I’m sorry.
I look at this young girl, who does have a gruesome face, but there’s nothing inside me.
“Do you like him?” I asked.
Rin Hae-shu has noded in a very heavy place. I’m sorry.
“No, you just haven’t seen it. I’m sorry.
“At your age, you rarely have people like Kang in your social circle who are emotionally stable, successful, able to provide you with emotional value while also meeting your material needs, so you think he’s good, thinks he’s different from others, thinks he can make you face up to your friends, thinks he’s a poor person who can meet them all his life.
“So you can’t leave. I’m sorry.
I looked at her calmly and softly.
“Lin Hachi, it’s not like it’s like it’s not like it’s like it’s not like it’s like it’s about greed. I’m sorry.
“You’re lying!”
I went on:
“If you just like him, no matter how we divorce him, you can do what you want. But you’re not satisfied with it, and you chose to provoke me, piss me off, and want me to be the one torn up. I’m sorry.
I leaned on the back of my chair:
“And then you were unaware, because the wrong party did not prevail at the time of the divorce, and what you wanted was not only Kang but also his money, his property, his social status, which seemed impeccable.
“You wanted everything, so you chose to throw dirty water at me. I’m sorry.
Lin Hae-chi’s face is starting to get ugly.
“You sent those pictures, and you brought the sailors who guided the reviews. Do you think the road ahead is paved?
“But Lin Hachi, you’ve overestimated Kang’s feelings for you. You are only his lover, and the others he threw away with his hand. I’m sorry.
Rin Sha is angry and standing up:
“Don’t think I don’t know what you’re proud of, but you’re getting divorced. I’m sorry.
I look calm:
“No, this time I don’t want him. I’m sorry.
10
I don’t want to do this anymore. I’ll do it.
I put the divorce on the agenda, and I got a lawyer to draft the divorce agreement, but Kang didn’t sign it.
Ginger hasn’t told me he’s leaving, and he’s going back to his time.
I don’t know what his mission is, it’s just a little chord.
He’s not coming back.
“Don’t worry, your last present is on the way. I’m not here anymore. I’m sorry.
Teenage’s a little choked:
“I don’t know what’s going to happen in the future. You said if I didn’t like you, didn’t stay with you and didn’t keep you with me, wouldn’t that happen to me? I’m sorry.
“I don’t know what to do. I’m sorry.
I reached out and covered his hair with a bit of hair:
“KANG, go and enjoy yourself. Don’t be afraid. Trust me, 18-year-old Tang Yu really needs you. I’m sorry.
After all, you were the only light in her age.
Unfortunately, whatever the duration of the flower is short and long, our flowers are always going to go on in a luminous manner.
I don’t know.
On the day Ginger was 18, he finally signed his name on the divorce agreement.
And Ginger’s gift arrived as scheduled that evening.
He was exposed, and Kang had not cheated, and Lin Ha knew all the evidence of the rumour.
Online opinion quickly turned the gun and my negative comments disappeared overnight.
After a month of calm, Kang and I had not received a divorce certificate, and the day the Civil Administration came out, the sun was good, and I lifted my hand to cover my eyes and felt a little light.
Then, after a luminous event between me and ginger, when we were thirty-three years old, we met with its great collapse.
But it doesn’t matter, you see, the sun is fine today.
I don’t know.
After all that negative public opinion was absent, my career began to move slowly to the right path, and although the human atmosphere was still growing slowly, I was in no hurry to replace the original Buddhist system with the current weekly and timely update.
The comic book has many readers and the publication that was previously on hold is well under way.
I’ve got a very good draft, enough to slow down for a while.
My comics are on time, enough to make me better.
It was only then that We understood, so that he had come to save me again when he was eighteen years old.
I laughed softly and cried.
Ginger, thank you. Bye!
— completion of the text —
Thirty-three-year-old Ginger.
I thought I’d get better after seven years of love and love.
And this year, it happens to be the seventh year of our marriage.
I met a very similar girl.
Her eyes were like water, blinking at me, wet.
All of a sudden, I think of the years ago, and that’s how she looks at me, and the difference is that at that time, the eyes of the twilight were truly sad.
I thought I had to protect her and no one could bully her.
But then there was no need for that near dependence in those familiar eyes. She looked at me like a normal person, and then smiled a little, and she was in the caviar of her life.
I rarely went home, and I didn’t hate her, but somehow I brought her all the bad emotions.
It’s as if she’s not leaving, as if she’s not leaving.
It’s like it’s certain that whatever happens, she’ll always love me.
So I started to be a little unbridled, and I rarely cared about her feelings.
Until one day she met a boy.
She said she was happy with the boy and that she had not been so happy for a long time.
All of a sudden I’m scared, but more angry, as if there was something important that was being argued out of my body.
I didn’t think she would actually propose “divorce” for a young boy.
I started to panic, and I remembered that it was time to keep her, but Tang-chun didn’t want to.
The boy looked like me, and at first I had some pride.
I think she cares about me, or why would she want to find a double like me?
But when I looked at her by the window and carefully wiped that boy’s wounds, I suddenly realized that I was wrong.
“Don’t you mind me?”
I don’t care about you! I’m sorry.
Don’t worry about me.
I don’t know how this happened between us, because we all survived all these dark days. I clearly don’t believe in going that far together, and I can’t really go any further.
That night, I met the boy again, and he came to me, carrying a couple of beers in a plastic bag.
He stretches his arm straight, “Can I have a drink?” I’m sorry.
After work, all kinds of wine bars and payable, expensive drinks don’t go to the stomach for money, but this cheap beer, it’s been a long time.
We sit on the side of the road, the sky is dark, and there’s not a lot of people on the road in the park, just a few dog-walking shovelers.
He told me about a man he loved, and told both their stories, which were trivial things, but when he said, he had a smile that he could not hide.
“But she’s not doing well. The boy said:
“You know Chon, knowing she’s having a bad time, where my heart is, it’s like an empty piece, filling it up. I’m sorry.
I know, I don’t know.
“King, I worked hard, but I came here to find that things are unpredictable and unpredictable, and I can’t change anything and I think you too, and there are decades to go, and now you can’t be with her. I’m sorry.
That night, I wrote my name on the divorce agreement!
When I was 18 years old, there was a poem I couldn’t bear, and it wasn’t long, but somehow I forgot the next line.
To help me remember, Tang Yi repeats in my ear every day:
Yang Ziqiang willow Chun and Yang Zhuang killed the ferocious ferries.
Counting the flute off the pavilion and Qin.
An 18-year-old poem, when I was thirty-three years old, turned into a two-word “Ginger” and printed it on the divorce agreement.
—Extinct — filing number: YXX1mlx9MohM6NNMZF3zmZ
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
