What moments did you and the opposite sex experience?
The ex-boyfriend was hit by a high-altitude crash, suffered a brain injury and lost his mind to eight years of age.
He asked me to shave him. I put up with it.
He’s gonna hug and kiss me good night, and he’s gonna watch all the other kids on TV.
He’s afraid the dark will sleep in my bed, for the money I put up with.
But he stole my skinny-legged socks!
I can’t stand this!
One.
In the evening, she came to my house and gave me the hospital’s diagnosis: “My brother was in a coma for 30 days after being smashed, and woke up to the fact that he had lost most of his memory and lost his mind to his eight-year-old. I’m sorry.
“What do I want? I didn’t do it! I’m sorry.
“My brother was smashed under your roof.” I’m sorry.
We said, “It is not true that I did it. I’m sorry.
“There must be a reason for him to come to you, maybe to get back together with you.” I’m sorry.
“No way. I’m sorry.
Guo Yi is a very emotional person, and we’ve been in love for over a year, but we’re no different from ordinary friends. He never volunteered to be close to me, kissing and hugging these lovers for what they would do, and there are few things between us.
And I cried a few months ago, saying, “You don’t even know my birthday. I heard it from your friend. I don’t understand what you want with your girlfriend. I’m sorry.
When I looked at my eyes, it didn’t seem like I understood why I was making such a big deal out of it.
And when I found myself strange, I said, “I do not like you. Let us break up.” I’m sorry.
Gu Jin didn’t say a word of retention.
How can a man like that get back together?
“The doctor says there’s a big bruise on his brain, which affects his brain activity, and if the silt spreads, it’ll probably get back to normal. In this period, it would be better to stimulate his human presence and speed up the process. Gu said, “I thought of you, after all, you were the last person he wanted to see before he was unconscious. I’m sorry.
“Well, maybe he was just passing by. I’m sorry.
“You used to be lovers, don’t you want him to recover? I’m sorry.
I hesitated to say, “Well, I certainly hope, but…”
His sister took out a card: “There’s 100,000 in it. Take care of him. In two months’ time, it’s yours.” I’m sorry.
I picked up the card: “Okay. I’m sorry.
She smiled and delivered her suitcase to me, and pushed him in front of me, and said, “There are some of his daily things and his laundry. If you need anything else, you can always tell me. I’m sorry.
I looked at the quiet face and noded.
I don’t know.
Close the door and there’s only me and my eight-year-old ex-boyfriend.
I’ve been looking at him for a while, and there’s no reaction.
Is that what you do with your brain? Looks normal.
I asked, “Do you know who I am?” I’m sorry.
Aunt. I’m sorry.
Shit.
“No, I am your master.” I’m sorry.
He clearly said, “Master? I’m sorry.
“You’re going to listen to me, you’re going to serve me, you’re going to do whatever I tell you.” I’m sorry.
He slit his lips and seemed a little unacceptable.
And We smote him on his shoulder: “Beware, I will not bully you. I’m sorry.
He laughed, “Okay. I’m sorry.
That’s a lie.
And We turned out the unused pillows and the thins and were thrown on the couch: “Sleep here.” I’m sorry.
He looked at the small couch and did not object.
I just went back to bed and the door was knocked on.
“I want to shower.” I’m sorry.
I’m impatient: “Not today.” I’m sorry.
“Sister says baths are required every day, otherwise the body stinks. I’m sorry.
“It stinks. You sleep alone. I’m sorry.
He was staring at me.
All right.
We opened the bathroom door: “Then wash it.” I’m sorry.
He looked at me and started undressing.
I was calm when I took off the T-shirt.
I was calm when I took my pants off.
When I take my underwear off I can’t stay calm, I can’t run to the room with my eyes on my eyes, and I can’t run to him and scold him. I’m sorry.
I don’t care if the door closes.
The next morning, I was in a rush to get dressed and washed.
Gu Jin was still wearing yesterday’s clothes and stood up from the couch looking at me.
“I’ll catch the subway and order your own takeout. What did I suddenly think, “Will you order? I’m sorry.
He shakes his head.
“Oh, do you have a cell phone?” I’m sorry.
He pulled his cell phone out of his pants pocket: “Yes. I’m sorry.
“Do you know how to use tids?”
He nodded and shook his head.
I took his cell phone, I lighted up my letters and put myself on the roof.
Son of a bitch, the note he gave me was “the tummy.”
Do I have a tummy?
And I changed it to “a good ass body,” and I taught him to say, “You know what? I’ll be right back. I’m sorry.
On the subway, I ordered him breakfast, texted him to get it and told him three meals a day would be done.
“Okay. I’m sorry.
Two.
At noon, when I was chatting with my colleagues in the tea room, I received the voice of Guo Yi, “I’m thirsty.” I’m sorry.
♪ I can’t ♪
Who is it?
Ooh.
I said, “I have milk in the fridge. I’m sorry.
Half an hour later, I received his voice again: “Aw, I’m hungry. I’m sorry.
I ordered him a delivery.
“When will you be back?” I’m sorry.
“Sleep if you are bored. I’m sorry.
“I can’t sleep. I’m sorry.
“You can’t sleep, you can’t shiver.” I’m sorry.
“That’s not funny. I’m sorry.
“The phone’s dying. I’m sorry.
“Put. I’m sorry.
“No charger found. I’m sorry.
I left my cell phone and I didn’t want to talk to him again.
He insisted on harassing me for a while, and then it stopped.
When I got home from work and opened the door with the keys, Gudrun stood up on the couch and looked at me.
Apparently long wait.
I put the package back on the table, and he’s better served than he’s done with his head. I told him to pack the trash and he did it.
I took a picture of him to my best friend to assess the truth of the matter.
We said, “Will Gu’il be faked?”
Best friend: It’s normal… what’s he doing?
I’m: Yeah.
Best friend: It’s not like this to get back together with you.
I: It’s possible.
Best friend: Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.
I said: I know you’re laughing at me.
Best friend: You can find a way to test him.
So I went online and copied two elementary school numbers in front of Goose.
He looked at me confusedly.
I thought about it and tried to solve it myself.
Drop the pen in three minutes and think it might not work.
I can’t be retarded, can I?
I decided to think about it from a different angle, to take a razor out of my hair in the summer, and to order Ziu to lift up his legs.
Real men don’t want to lose their legs.
Goose did as she was told, curiously watched me shave his legs.
A man’s hair is really thick and thick, even a handsome guy like Gu’s.
When I shaved to the inside of my thigh, his muscle twitched, which seemed to be his sensitive area.
Ha ha ha.
Okay, well, after the scratch, it looks like a little bit of Gay gas.
I look forward to his two naked white legs falling into meditation.
What does his sister think of me when she sees me?
Can you grow up in two months?
“What are you doing?” I’m sorry.
Are you angry?
Can’t play anymore?
I’m happy to say, “A smooth leg without hair is a good leg. I’m sorry.
“It’s smooth.” I’m sorry.
I’ve got a goosebump, three feet away, and I’m watching him.
He looked at me like he was a child.
“How can a girl’s legs touch anything?” I’m sorry.
I didn’t touch my legs!
“But you touched me too…”
“Did I touch it? I’m looking for a twitch! I’m sorry.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
I groan and say with my fingers in the corner, “Go stand!” You’ll have to stand by and do something wrong! I’m sorry.
He dropped his pants and legs and went to the wall.
I took a shower with anger and went to bed with anger.
I got up in the middle of the night peeing and lost sight of someone in the corner of the living room.
I was whispering.
He said, “Hmm.”
I woke up, looked at the time, 1:00 in the morning.
He just stood there for hours?
Is that what normal Goose would do?
I made him sit on the couch in a complicated mood, and I poured him a glass of water.
Gu’s holding the glass, looking at my eyes.
He said, “Are you not angry?” I’m sorry.
I nod my head.
It was only then that he lay down in peace, and he fell asleep under the covers.
One metre and eight centimetres of body appear to be on a narrow couch.
I thought I’d put a bed in his room.
I was lying on the sofa at the end of the week, and I suddenly called a video.
Of course, it’s on the phone.
“How was your day?” she asked.
I only knew that she used to call every day about her.
I was a little nervous.
Guo Jin said he was fine and asked him what he had to eat today.
I’m relieved I didn’t say takeout.
“You have a long beard. Didn’t she shave you? “There is a clear displeasure in her voice.
Goose look at me.
I had to pick up the phone from him: “I’ll shave him now.” I’m sorry.
In the bathroom, I was swinging a razor and working so hard, I was afraid I’d shaved her pretty little face.
Gu is very relaxed and his eyes are very bright.
I thought I was so pretty today, and I looked at my glasses, and I was so disappointed.
He asked, “Do you shave every day? I’m sorry.
“I’m a girl with no beard. I’m sorry.
He touched my lips and hesitated, “But…”
How dare you!
“No, no, no, no, no, no. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
I’ve been afraid to treat her too harshly ever since I learned that Gu Jin is reporting to her daily.
I had to cook myself once in a while to cook for Goose.
He likes to eat my food, even if it’s a simple eggnog paste, and even the soup is dry and clean.
I told her I couldn’t touch the water, so he went and brushed the bowl.
And ask my aunt who?
I’m:
Later, he went to the bathroom and came out worried and asked me if I was hurt.
I said I’d run for seven days and die.
He was alone on the couch for one afternoon.
I’m dying of laughing.
“How can he stop the bleeding?” I’m sorry.
We said, “You know what you have to ask.” I’m sorry.
And half an hour later, he said to me, “They’re just pregnant, and I can help.” I’m sorry.
Then look at me and look forward to it.
Really?
I scolded and shut the door.
4
My relationship with Guo-in-kin has gradually been harmonious, and he has faded away from what he used to be, and has been around me all day, and he will say good things to me in anything I wear, and he will believe unconditionally in all the lies he has to say.
I’m starting to look forward to going home.
Woman, you’re always too soft.
Until I met Song Warming in the neighborhood.
In full makeup and in her relaxed hoodie and shorts, she belonged to the kind of beautiful, insensitive, young sister in life.
She didn’t find me.
I’ve got a strange feeling in my head.
She’s one of the reasons I broke up with Goose.
When I came home, Gu was waiting for me, I went in and stood up and brought my slippers.
I couldn’t help but touch his head.
He kept his head down so I could touch it.
I stunned him, and I blew his hair.
Goose pulls my claws and looks at me with a grudge.
I’m in the mood to say, “Let’s get you a haircut tomorrow.” I’m sorry.
He hasn’t been out for more than half a month.
He made me laugh.
Before going out the next day, I dressed him up and shaved him clean.
Gu’s a dresser. Simple T-shirt jeans look so good on him, plus the ear nails and the silver necklace I gave him look cool.
I’d love to go out with him.
On weekends, the streets were full of traffic, and Gu was holding my hand.
In the past, Gu’s date with me was often just a quiet follower, as if anything was hard to get his interest, and it was just a routine to hang out with me for a movie.
I’ve tried a lot, going to Disney, listening to concerts and planning short trips. But it turns out he doesn’t have much time to spend on me.
I can’t help but feel a bit more complicated when I look down on my head and listen to what I’m saying.
If it hadn’t been for his brain, he wouldn’t have treated me like that.
After the haircut, I took him for a cup of tea to go home.
I didn’t think that Gu was pointing at a toy truck in the hands of a kid and saying, “I want it too. I’m sorry.
“How old do you need toys? No. I refuse.
Gu Jin held my hand and begged to look at me.
Who dressed him like that?
“Come on, give it to you.” And surrender with a pig’s face.
He bends his lips and pulls me all the way to the urban beauty.
The shopkeeper was enthusiastic in asking what size he needed, what style.
“Why is there so little fabric?” Isn’t it cold?”
And We took him away, and said, “Why so much?” Don’t you wear it. I’m sorry.
“Who’s going to wear those clothes? I’m sorry.
“Don’t wear too many. I’m sorry.
“Will you wear it?” he said. I’m sorry.
“will do. * I’m flimsy *
“To whom do I look?”
“It’s not in your clothes anyway. I’m sorry.
I’m a little upset to get rid of my hand and my lips.
“What? I’m sorry.
I’ve had enough of his sudden childish temper.
I don’t care if he ignores me.
Back in the neighborhood, I saw Song Wing.
She rushed into the unit building with me.
I realized something.
She’s my neighbor?
5
When did she move to me?
Is it for the Qin?
There’s a thought in my mind.
In the elevator, Gu’s back to me, silently, still breathing.
He wanted to cook something he loved, see the cowboy coat on him, and suddenly thought that Song was giving him something like that, and suddenly he didn’t want to do anything.
The last weed was a little pasta.
When I ate noodles, Guo Qi was sneaking at me, trying to stop.
I pretended not to see.
He stomped his lips, stood up and helped me pack the chopsticks, and dragged the floor.
I was on the couch watching movies with a nice face.
He timidly cut the mangoes on the tea table in front of me and sat on my side.
“Want some fruit?” He whispered.
“Don’t eat. I’m sorry.
“How about I feed you?” I’m sorry.
I can’t.
He took the fruit plate in his hand and took a mango to my mouth.
I had a hard taste for it.
Fine, sweet.
Two, three.
“I’m allergic to mangoes, don’t you know? I’m sorry.
Gu’s face was shaken and he stood up from the sofa, and as soon as he put it, he pulled me to the hospital.
“I lied to you, ha ha ha. I’m sorry.
I was relieved and then I got a bad look.
I’m sorry I couldn’t get him.
I whispered, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
He’s not moving.
I leaned on him and said, “Don’t be mad at me.
He took a look at me.
Then down, put your face at a height like mine.
I stunned, and I put his face on it.
It took a long time before his face began to cool down, when the film was placed in a picture of a man and a woman kissing.
He asked me, “What are they doing?” I’m sorry.
I’m a little embarrassed and I’m saying, “Oh, shut up. I’m sorry.
And suddenly he bowed and kissed me: “Is that so?” I’m sorry.
The eyes are pure.
I don’t know.
Why does he get so stupid and start to snap?
I opened my mouth, and I found out I couldn’t bear to blame him.
I’m down!
Before he goes to sleep, he pulls the horn of my dress, and he has to listen to the bedtime story.
“Where did you learn all this? I’m sorry.
“The little friends in the film, their mothers, tell him stories before they go to bed and hug him so he doesn’t have nightmares. I’m sorry.
“Did you have a nightmare? I’m sorry.
He noded his head and looked at me and said, “I dreamt I’d sent you a message downstairs, and you waited a long time, and then a flower pot fell down on my head, with blood all over it…”
I’ve heard so much about it.
To comfort this poor man, I told him a warm fairy tale and finally gave him a full-hearted hug.
Liu Hae from Gu’s forehead, looks very gentle.
And when my mother’s love was running out, he looked at my hand and said, “Good night kiss.” I’m sorry.
I feel my cheeks in heat.
That’s not a good sign.
He grabbed his hand and he kissed.
I’m a little shy.
It’s only eight years old.
“No, I can’t.” I’m sorry.
“Why not?”
“You can’t just leave your family alone? I’m sorry.
“I don’t know what to say. I’m sorry.
“It’s not easy?” I grunted out to my room.
I don’t know.
Maybe it’s fate.
I went home after work, and I ran into Song Nam Xuan again.
This time it’s in the elevator.
She also had an accident, embarrassed and politely smiled at me.
Maybe it’s late. It’s just the two of us.
“You live here, too? I just moved over. I’m sorry.
I was going to “um” and “ah” and “oh” to deal with the past.
Turns out she mentioned Goose.
“It was said that he had been hit in the head and had been unconscious for many days. She was a little guilty and said, “He called me the day he got hurt, but I was busy moving and I couldn’t find out what he wanted to say to me that day. I’m sorry.
I have a tiny tremor in my fingertips, and I look at her, and the clues in my head are tied together.
I’ve been thinking about you.
– My brother was smashed under your roof.
– He came to you for a reason, maybe to get back together or something.
Maybe he didn’t come for me.
He’s here to see Song Nam Chong.
When I came home, I looked like I’d been waiting for a long time, took my bag, took my slippers, and crawled under my ankle.
But this time I can’t take it properly.
I flipped a self-portrait out of Song’s warm friends’ circle and asked, “Is she pretty? I’m sorry.
“It’s okay. I’m sorry.
It’s good to be here with him.
You should know that Gu’s assessment of me is just “seeing through.”
We said: Shall I send you to her house? I’m sorry.
And Gu’s mouth was silent, and he looked at me, and the radians of his jaw seemed a little tense.
Six.
When I thought about it, I called her and told her the story and my guess.
“You may have found the wrong person. I’m not the one who can help Goose recover. I’m sorry.
The other side of Gu was a bit hesitant: “Ah, that’s not good. I’m sorry.
“The delay is bad. I took a look at the Goose next to him, “and your brother has been here for so long, and there’s nothing to recover from, even his beard is shaving. Why don’t you get in touch with Song Nam Xin, see if she’ll help. I’m sorry.
The next day, Ju and Song Nam Xuan appeared in front of my house.
They’re here to pick up people.
It’s Gu’s birthday, and it was planned that I would make him a little cake and take him to the observatory in his favorite little mint green dress.
Probably no chance.
Before I was taken away, I asked Qin if he had any gifts.
His lips were drawn into a line and he grabbed my hand.
I tried to earn, but he was tight.
“Why can’t you go?”
Song Nin-hyun took his arm and laughed, “I’ll take care of her. I’m sorry.
I don’t know what it’s like in my heart. I looked up at him and pulled my hand out of his hand.
I don’t know.
Having learned that I had paid back $100,000, my best friend greatly praised my noble spirit of being kept from money.
I only have the last word in my heart.
One day later, I sent a message to Song Nam Yi, asking him if he was fit.
I couldn’t help but to hear Song Nam Chong say he’s fit.
What’s stuck to me, what’s stuck is fake.
He likes Song Nam Yi.
Even though he’s stupid, he likes Song Warming.
Whoo-hoo!
I’ve been down for two days, so I’ve come by my neighbor’s brother, so I’m all right.
Before I went to the airport to pick up people, I spent my whole life learning how to make myself a sweet make-up and look at myself in the mirror with great confidence.
I’m sure the neighbor’s brother showed a nice smile when he saw me, and he didn’t tell me until he got in the car.
My face is all red, my chest is tight and I can’t wait to take my clothes off.
“It doesn’t matter, look carefully and buy it next time.” I’m sorry.
The first thing I see when I’m an adult is the beginning of my life.
I hate it.
I was dying until I reached the hotel where he was staying, and I was on my back all the way, carrying a bag over my chest.
Han Jia scratched my head and found a T-shirt from the suitcase: “Big, but you should look good in it.” I’m sorry.
I barely got up and changed in the bathroom.
When he came out, he looked me in the eye and said, “The little girl has grown up.” I’m sorry.
I waited for him to say something.
Hanja said, “The nose is the nose, the eyes are the eyes. I’m sorry.
…can you talk?
I had the nerve to pick up the bag: “It’s so far away from being a guest, and it’s so rare for you to come back, and my mom asked me to show you around.” Go ahead, what do you want to eat?”
“I ate on the plane. I’d rather see where you live than outside. I’m sorry.
So we went to my house.
After entering the door, Han Jia looked around and said, “Well, it’s sweet.” I’m sorry.
I’m a little shy.
He’s been doing most of the housework since he arrived.
I’m starting to feel bad about him again.
Hanja touched the sofa, sat up and opened her words: “Is it still satisfactory for the current job? I’m sorry.
“It’s okay. I’m sorry.
I heard Chen Mei say…
Chen Mei is my best friend.
We interrupted him: “You were not sent by my mother to persuade me to come home. I’m sorry.
And he laughed: “I am not here to persuade you to return.” I’m sorry.
“What is this?” I’m sorry.
Hanja met and pulled a pair of panties out of the sofa crack.
Let’s see.
It’s a dark gray, men’s quadrilateral panties.
His face was so white, it was so beautiful.
I’m not exaggerating. I’m ashamed of my ears.
How did this happen today?
Guo-in usually looks like a good kid and throws away this secret thing.
I tried to reach out and grab my panties.
Han Jia looked up to me and said, “Who left this?” I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
Hanja met too smart to get past my IQ.
I had no choice but to tell him and tell him, including later on when the truth came to light, that he had been taken away by Song.
When Hanja heard, his eyes snubbed, and he saw me with certainty, and he laughed: “You haven’t changed much. I’m sorry.
♪ I can’t ♪
Why does it feel like he’s saying I’m stupid?
He changed his voice: “As beautiful and kind as it is.” I’m sorry.
That’s about it.
“A weekend break?”
I nod my head.
He said, “Well, I will come to you tomorrow after I have spoken with the hospital. I’m sorry.
“Why pick me up?”
“Didn’t you say it’s for the lord? I’m sorry.
“Oh. I’m sorry.
He said, “Beautiful tomorrow.” I’m sorry.
I don’t like to say, “To whom?” I’m sorry.
He was so angry and funny, “Let me see it. I’m sorry.
When he left, I went back and carried my eyes aside, and I saw Gu’il.
He’s not far away. He’s standing up like a pony.
I can’t tell if it’s a problem.
I stopped and watched for a while.
It was not too long since Song was out of the unit building and two people said something and went out.
Turn around for a second, right in front of me.
His eyes moved slightly.
Ugh.
I’m going to pretend to be passing.
After the two men, Guo Yi spoke.
He asked, “Who owns the clothes?” I’m sorry.
I looked down, yeah. I forgot to give him back the T-shirt that Hanja met.
I didn’t say anything to you.
Song Wing smiled at me and said hello, and then pulled the horns of his clothes.
Hmm.
Su-eun?
I went back, and the two followed.
Although reluctant, I took an elevator with them in order not to behave too deliberately.
I stand alone in front, and I can feel the eyes of Zhui Yi on my back.
He looks normal. Did he lose his brain?
I came home with a question and suddenly thought of a problem.
How does Gu Jin know my clothes aren’t his own?
A girl wears a nicer T-shirt in summer.
7
Sleeping till midnight, blurry, as if there was a man standing by my bed, watching me in peace.
Slowly, the cheeks carry a soft touch.
It was that man who touched my face.
I’m so numb, I’m awake, and I’m scared to find the switch next to it.
Once the light’s on, it’s Goose.
His eyes were stunned by the flash of light.
I’m:
Is he sick?
“How did you get in here?” I’m sorry.
Gu’s hand is the key to my door.
I forgot to get him back before I left!
And We could not help but call him, “So you snuck in in the middle of the night, and I will call the police.” I’m sorry.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
“Are you crazy?” Almost scared me to death. I’m sorry.
He whispered, “I miss you. I’m sorry.
I can’t talk at once.
Pack up my emotions, I jumped out of bed, confiscated his keys, took him to the Song Wing Gate and returned him.
So, after a few bells, Song opened the door blindly, to see if I was looking at Guang Yi again. I’m sorry.
I said, “He came out of nowhere and ran into my house. I’m sorry.
“Huh? “Song Nam-chul seems to be a little smirky, and he’s got a face. I’m sorry.
“Take it back and teach. I turned around and said, “Go inside. I’m sorry.
Goose low, don’t move.
Song Nam Soon pulled him in.
I stood in front of her for over a minute before I came home.
I don’t know.
The next day I went to bed three times a day, Hanja called me and told me that he had just visited the chief of equipment at the hospital and had a dinner at night, after seven.
Although there was no time for daytime, he read the news that there was a Capricorn meteor shower tonight, suitable for viewing in an open-minded suburbs.
He means to take me up the hill.
I’m already tired.
At night, Hanja came to pick me up and drove a Mercedes G.
I wonder, “Where did you get your car?” You didn’t buy a car to climb the mountain? I’m sorry.
“Leave. He said, “Didn’t you pass out as a sport?” I’m sorry.
I hey hey laughing in the car.
He looked at it with his hands: “The best view time is between 8 and 11 o’clock, and it’s not too late.” I’m sorry.
At the end of the road to the top of the mountain, a few astronomical lovers and small lovers have been gathered.
We get off and walk, and I don’t know if I’m too narcissistic, and I feel like someone’s staring at me.
Hanja met and told me a ghost story.
I scolded him, and then I shook and grabbed his backpack.
Hanja met a haha laugh.
I look up at the sky, and I wonder, “Is the cloud so thick? I’m sorry.
Hanja said: “The effect may be compromised. I’m sorry.
I was disappointed: “I barely got up here.” I’m sorry.
He shoved me a bag of chips.
I’m happy again.
At the top, the mountain wind blows over, very cool.
From here we can see the lights of the city.
Hanja met me and held my hand.
It’s kind of weird to feel the mood. I snuck my hand off.
I actually loved him before.
What a nice name.
It’s just a humming feeling.
But then he went to other cities with other women, and went to other cities, and my love ended with the end of adolescence.
♪ Rain falls down and falls on my face ♪
It’s getting bigger and bigger.
It’s a good thing Hanja is well equipped and brought rain capes and umbrellas.
The meteor shower couldn’t see it. He put on my raincoat hat and set me off.
And the way back was dark and slippery, and We saw some of the familiar.
The closer the result, the more convinced it was.
Guo Yi was in a black hoodie, almost in the night, and he stood in the rain, like a wet dog, staring at me in the dark.
“Why are you running out on your own again? “How did you get up here? Did you come here? I’m sorry.
He shakes his head.
Hanja met him and picked her under his eyebrow.
And brought a man into the back of the car, and We turned a towel over his head, and wiped him from his face and from his hair.
“It’s more than 10 kilometers from the city. Hanja asked, “How did you get here?” I’m sorry.
“Get a taxi. @Ambassah: #Journay #egypt
I did teach him before, and he knew his home address.
“So you’re following us. Hanja is laughing.
Goose gently hold my hand.
His hands are cold.
The car was parked outside the block, and I got off with Goose one day ago.
Hanja came down with the door open: “Shall I come in? I’m sorry.
“It’s so late, forget it. I said, “I’ll go back and sleep.” I’m sorry.
Han Jia was silent for two seconds, and his mouth started laughing. I’m sorry.
8
In the elevator, I was just about to contact Song Naming-gyu.
“No, I want to be with you.” I’m sorry.
I’m in a complicated mood.
It’d be nice if he’d said that sober.
I still called.
I didn’t think there was a great deal of it: “He’s going to follow you so hard, that he likes you, so stay with you.” I’m sorry.
Then I hung up.
Hang up.
Gu Jin’s eyes are bright.
I’m:
When I returned to my house, I drove the wet-natured Gourmet into the bathroom, turned over a set of clothes he had forgotten to take, and opened the door to him and handed him a stitch.
Then he blew his hair like his mother, bowed his head, and had a warm look and a little enjoyment.
I took a shower and I noticed he had a fever.
After feeding the medicine, stow on the couch, with my hands on my face.
Kind of cute.
I was gonna get up.
Guo-kyu, hold me, don’t let me go.
“What?”
He said, ‘I saw horror films during the day, afraid of the dark. I’m sorry.
Damn it, suddenly remember Hanja’s nasty story about me.
I’m honest, I’m scared too.
“Then sleep with the light on! I’m sorry.
“I can’t sleep with the light on. I’m sorry.
It’s annoying.
I can’t help but let him sleep in my bed.
I’m going to ask him for three rules. I’m going to have to take a little bit.
“And don’t mess around. I’m sorry.
He’s nodding.
“What’s this mess? I’m sorry.
I turned my head at him.
He noded, “I know. I’m sorry.
Then he fell asleep and put his hand on my waist.
…I put up with it.
Don’t sleep tonight.
The next day I woke up, and Gu was lying beside me, looking quiet and gentle.
I looked at his forehead and the fever seemed to have gone down.
You’re a nice young man.
“Does it hurt?”
He shakes his head.
I’ll put my heart down and get up and get ready to get out of bed.
Feels cold in the chest, looking down, and angry: “How did I open my pyjamas? Did you do it? I’m sorry.
And Gu’s loathing: “I did not.” I’m sorry.
Look at him face-to-face, maybe I’m thinking too much.
Turn yourself in.
I made a little breakfast, the eggs were fried, and Gu’s face was finished.
“How do I tell your sister? I’m sorry, “Why don’t we just send you back and let her settle this with Song Nam Chong.” I’m sorry.
Gu Jin’s face sank and rose up to the corner of the wall, standing silently for a long time.
I wonder, “What are you doing?” I’m sorry.
He said, “Sorry, don’t be angry. I’m sorry.
“I’m not angry. I’m sorry.
He looked me in the eye: “If you’re not angry, why send me away? I’m sorry.
I suddenly realized that he was at the station.
My heart is numb and swollen.
9
I finally got a call first from Gu.
“Looks like my brother might like you. She groaned and said, “Please take care of him for a while. It’s a bad brain, and then it gets sick.”
I didn’t have time to say anything. His sister had a big hand: “We’ll double the pay.” I’m sorry.
Is Gu Yi’s family so rich?
Leaning me, no refusal.
When I got back, I became more, or more obvious.
A quiet man who used to make me cook for him, and I was working in the kitchen, and he grabbed me from behind.
Although he may have a picture in his head of an eight-year-old kid holding his mother’s waist, he’s physically a grown man, with a big body coming in, with a long arm around my waist, and I’m ashamed to blush.
Han Jia was in town for two days and was ready to go back after the project was negotiated.
I’ll take him. We talked at the airport cafe. When he heard that Gu’s wife had moved back to my home, he laughed and said, “I thought so. I’m sorry.
I said, “What?”
Hanja met me in a paper bag with my white T shaking: “The T-shirt was given to me. I’m sorry.
“Why do you want my T-shirt? I’m sorry.
“When you’re in a bad mood, take a look and think of the way you’re walking at me. I’m sorry.
I was just about to have a feeling of loss.
“What can be more humiliating after all? I’m sorry.
I’m:
It seems to be a pleasure to see Hanja leaving.
Wash yourself at night and sleep with me with a pillow.
Get used to it?
And I pointed to the couch: “That is your home.” I’m sorry.
And he found himself a blanket laid by his lips: “I sleep here.” I’m sorry.
And I said with my heart, “Oh, whatever. I’m sorry.
As a result, in the early morning night, his head fell asleep and he stepped on something hard, without notice, until he heard groaning and humming, and he stepped on his arm and turned on the light.
“Are you okay?” I was surprised.
Keep your arms on, shake your head.
And I feel guilty when I see him as a pitiful little man, who has turned his back: “Go to bed.” I’m sorry.
He sat up and said, “Well.”
When I got back from the bathroom, he was already in bed.
And it is a single bed, and it is a little crowded. And We said: Go in, and I will fall. I’m sorry.
He moved.
Nothing’s changed at all.
“You go inside again. I’m sorry.
And suddenly he turned around and held me, and his face around my neck, and he spoke with his breath warm: “So it will not be crowded.” I’m sorry.
“What are you doing? Let go! I’m sorry.
He looked at me from the top to the bottom, and his voice was low: “Aw. I’m sorry.
I was pressed and the temperature on my face rose unconsciously, threatening to say, “Let’s go sleep on the couch again!” I’m sorry.
He let me go.
And when We turned away, We suddenly realized what was going on was numb.
“What’s going on? I’m sorry.
I kicked him in the foot.
I don’t know.
“In this case, good children will not be, bad people will be, and you will not listen today.” I’m sorry.
He looked at me and looked at me, and he stopped “Oh.”
I kicked him out of the room and locked the door.
It’s weird. It looks like you’ll have to stay away from him.
10
August 10th is my birthday.
As an unaccompanied social worker, my best friend ordered me a cake and forced me to work late at night, and she tried to give me a video to spend the hard night with me before midnight, so we could have fun tomorrow weekend.
I have expressed sympathy and understanding.
I took the cake home that night and I was going to put a few candles in order to sing me a happy birthday song.
What did I see when I walked in?
A glowing Christmas tree!
A Christmas tree full of gifts!
Guo is standing in a light luminous luminous luminous and carrying gifts to the trees.
“What are you doing?” I’m sorry.
“Happy birthday! I’m sorry.
I got hit by him.
Shit, how could he be so good-looking and cute?
I jumped over and reached out with my hand enough to hang on it: “Wow, when I was a kid, I used to envy foreign children in movies with Christmas trees and gifts!” I dreamt of a Christmas tree full of gifts! I’m sorry.
He whispered, “I know. I’m sorry.
I took a round red apple out of it, and I bit it, and I kissed him in an impulsive manner.
“So much like apples?” I’m sorry.
I shout, “I like you! I’m sorry.
He smiled even more.
We’re just as stupid as the gifts he’s been hanging on, and there’s food and women’s favorites, butterflies’ hair-caps and necklaces and even bags, and I suspect he’s splitting up the ground.
He explained with difficulty that these were the bags his sister picked together in the counter, and that two were the hideout of her daughter.
I picked up the Chanel bag, “So is this real?” I’m sorry.
He nods his head.
I was scared to shine the light, and I took the tablet and checked the bag.
After reading the price, I decided to give it up.
“You like it most. I’m sorry.
I looked up to him, thinking of last year’s day, afraid that he would forget it was my birthday and sneaking a reminder the day before, but waited until the clock pointed at 12:15.
Sorry, I fell asleep.
Even though he had a bar, he couldn’t get away, he understood his fatigue.
Still loses.
If you remember, say happy birthday.
“You forgot last time. I said:
“No more.” I’m sorry.
I don’t know if I can nod my head. There may be no future.
Get up on the ground and I’m going to take a shower.
Gu Jin has changed his pajamas to sit by the bed.
I frowned: “Did you shower? I’m sorry.
“You can’t sleep here, go sleep on the couch.” I’m sorry.
“Why?”
I said, “No reason! I’m sorry.
He went to the living room.
In the middle of the night, I was surrounded by a familiar body.
Too sleepy, I have no resistance.
I was woken up this morning.
I found my hand in his pyjamas and touched his chest.
Gu Jin is innocent: “You put it in yourself and you pinched me…”
I can’t accept reality: “Shut up! I’m sorry.
He did not keep saying it.
He’s afraid I’ll scold him. That’s why he lied to me!
I’m sending a message to my best friend: Here’s the thing: I feel like I’ve changed a little bit, not as simple as before.
Best friend: …he’s never been simple, thank you.
Yeah?
I doubt it.
Yeah, well, how do you remember my birthday if he got his head smashed up?
Shit, I’m the stupid one!
While he bathed in the bathroom, I rushed to the couch to find clues. Take off his pillow and try to find his phone, and then I found my Vosa down there!
It’s obviously the kind through!
I’m pissed off.
The bathroom door was open, Gu’s hair came out and saw what I had in my hand and the look on my face.
“Did you steal this from my closet?” I’m sorry.
Gu’s been groaning for half a second, noding his head.
“You’re sick. I’m upset.
I can’t imagine what Gu’s doing with it…
Why did you steal this? I still asked.
“I like it. I’m sorry.
I can’t believe he’s such a guy!
I was wrong about him.
I scolded him with a diarrhea, and in the end I squirted out two words: “Slugger! I’m sorry.
He was not ashamed at all, but bowed his head and kissed my lips.
This kiss lasted longer than it used to, and my head was knocked out.
When he lets go, I can’t breathe, I can’t reach out, I can’t reach out and I can’t stop him.
He stood still.
I’m angry, “Now I’m talking and I don’t have to talk anymore.” I’m sorry.
He told me with actual action, yes.
Then he grabbed my finger and kissed me again.
You’re not even going to pretend at this time, are you?
I’m so stupid to believe him.
I almost broke up and ran away, but I thought it was my family’s money and I went into the room and locked the door.
Gu Jin whispered my name outside, and I didn’t talk to him.
I was dressed at noon and I didn’t even see lunch at the table waiting for my guacamole.
Eleven.
Out of the elevator, I saw an acquaintance standing outside the unit door.
Song was standing in front of a young man who was a man of fine writing, and he was blushing about what he said.
Close enough, I heard her say that she moved in late May, except that the doctor was too busy to come home early and late and rarely had a chance.
One look, one look at me, one smile on my face.
At the breakfast shop in front of the neighborhood, I asked Sung-hoon why he lied to me.
According to her, Gu’s head was smashed in April. She moved in late May. How could she have been looking for her?
Time doesn’t match.
Why would she say that to me?
I wouldn’t say it.
We said: “I already know that Gu’il is a fake. I’m sorry.
Song Ning-hyun saw things go down, so let’s show off. I’m sorry.
“She thinks you and Gu’s progress is too slow, one is stupid, one is so stupid, she doesn’t know when to confess. And I know you’ve got a little misunderstanding about my relationship with Goose, and you want to use me to stimulate you, to run into Goose in anger, to solve the misunderstanding. She’s a little funny, “I didn’t think you’d be so honest to send Goose to me for treatment.” Great. Take a rock and hit your feet. I’m sorry.
My face is dark too.
“Improved.” So you don’t like Goose? I’m sorry.
“He’s my cousin. How can I like him? I’m sorry.
I said, “Did I not lie to you? I’m sorry.
Song Nam Chong turned out a photo of her family in her photo album, pointing to one of her pretty-tempered aunts and saying, “My mother is my aunt.” I’m sorry.
Why didn’t they say they had relatives?
When I got into the company, I couldn’t get in touch with Goose all day, and he sent me a message asking me.
Looks like Song Nam Chong told him what happened to me.
I can’t hold up until I get off work.
I was like, “No more? I’m sorry.
He opened the co-pilot’s door for me, and he spat his lips in shame.
He said that he had come to me that day to get back together and that he had been struck in the head, but there was no harm, and he recovered after a month.
“Why did you lie to me about your mind being eight? I’m sorry.
Gu Jin was silent for a moment.
“You were disheartened at me, and plain to stay and to explain, is not enough for you to accept.” I’m sorry.
“You said that I didn’t care about you, that I didn’t want to spend time and think about you, so I thought of it the other day when I was hurt and gave me an excuse to hang around. “I just wanted to tell you, I like you, you’re important to me. I was too clumsy to find the right way to express myself. I’m sorry.
There was no gap between us in the day when he became foolish.
His time, his whole mind, is mine.
“What about your two months of work? “I can’t help but wonder that he was a workaholic.
He said, “When you’re not home, I’ll run a computer. I’m sorry.
..oh.
But there is one issue that remains unresolved.
“You were hospitalized before and after Song was busy, and she was more like your girlfriend than me. I hate to say this.
Guo-in found a place to park, unzipped his seatbelt, turned his side towards me, and said, “You’ve been busy with the check, you’ve got to take the title, you can’t sleep at night, I can’t afford to burden you more.” As for Song, she wanted to chase my doctor so fast. I’m sorry.
He’s the doctor in charge.
Looks good.
I was just saying, “Oh.”
He slowly held my hand by my side and softly said, “Is it cool?” I’m sorry.
“A little. I’m sorry.
“Let me kiss you.” I’m sorry.
The heart leaked, and I barely took my senses, and I thought it was too cheap for him: “Why are you hugging me now instead of being distant from me?” I’m sorry.
He whispered: “At first, he was a sanctuaries, not used to being too close.” I’m sorry.
I looked at him and said, “You hate me? I’m sorry.
“And then I tried to find out how much I liked it. I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
“But you know, men are more impulsive than women. I’m sorry.
“…”
“I’m afraid you’ll be scared, and I’ve been restrained. I’m sorry.
“Why am I scared? I’m so looking forward to it!
“When we were together, one time you mentioned that you were molested by your father’s friends, leaving a deep shadow, once afraid of men. I’m sorry.
♪ I can’t ♪
And We explained, “I am a shadow over him.” I’m sorry.
He held his lips slightly: “So to me?” I’m sorry.
I quickly changed the subject: “But, though, you stole me why?” I’m sorry.
“Look at you through, like. I’m sorry.
I’m angry at you for saying, “The pervert.” I’m sorry.
“Go home tonight and wear it for me?”
What’s wrong with him?
“I still like you when you’re stupid! * I’m loud!
His lips were smug: “I can pretend for life. I’m sorry.
(concluded)
What moments did you and the opposite sex experience? – Wei-man’s answer is 14 pieces.
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
