3. Follow-up
Follow the tail.
Unique: Love has millions of expressions
The car was tailed, and I ran out of the car, and I saw Rolls-Royce.
The big backseat is half-eyed, he’s acting weird, he’s staring at my car’s ass, he’s silent, he’s saying yes. I’m sorry.
It says, “You’re ugly, you’ll get married.”
One.
“Drive my beloved Mini, it will never block…”
Bang! I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
I ran out of my life’s savings and just mentioned a lovely car, the first time I came out and watched the rainbow hum the song, and I was followed.
I got out of the car angry, and I scolded and said, “Who is it? I’m the one who delayed you taking off? I’m sorry.
The first time you care about your new car, you see the second half of the car is dented, and I’m gonna be dead.
I watched the car that I had saved for so long.
It was when you stood up and yelled at me that you noticed what car was parked in the back.
One, custom Rolls-Royce, dark gray, license plate Z1.
Every part of the body seems to be humming, “The car is noble, it’s pitiful.” I’m sorry.
I’m sorry to the driver who just got out of the car. I’m sorry.
The driver’s a fool, he’s got a nice smile on his face, he’s polite, he says, “It’s my responsibility, how can I bother the lady to apologize? I’m sorry.
“I’m sorry, my driver’s off duty. I drove him on a temporary basis, he fainted and hit you. “Young handsome man in a suit, very generously paid off a fortune and handed me a hot gold card.” I’m sorry.
With a good image, a good quality, a good smile, a very high level of love, three words pacifying the emotions of the other, pulling distance, solving problems in the first place, trying to be efficient… I looked at the card, the assistant to the professional director, and the résumé.
Any assistant around is the best of the best, equipped with this low-key, luxurious car, and makes you wonder what kind of big guy sits in the back seat.
The back window slowly fell.
It’s a pure black system of interiors, and it’s a mysterious luxury. It’s like an entity, and it’s like moons and stars with a handsome man, fine as a fingertip.
It’s too high to climb, too far away.
I was looking at him.
When the man turns his eyelids and looks at my car’s ass, it’s weird, it’s fun, it’s tangled, it’s silent, and then it looks at me.
Look at me, moist sound, dim:
“Yeah. I’m sorry.
But what?
I’m following you, Mini, on my crooked ass with a line of big words:
“A man shall hate to marry, but he shall marry.” I’m sorry.
But, but, what?
Can you marry him?
A little thought of that possibility causes a beating and then it stops thinking.
Don’t think, don’t think.
The slum girl, like me, who happened to be able to say two words to the assistant of a character like this, is lucky enough, let alone the big guy himself.
I’m shocked, I can’t believe it, I can’t believe it. I’m sorry.
The boss is kind and kind. Look at me. Compensation should be provided as far as it is concerned, including the above claim. I’m sorry.
A good talk.
I couldn’t help but look at the sarcasm of the wind, and I felt nothing.
You don’t have to be serious. I’m sorry.
I thought men were just teasing me. Who knows he’s moaning for a minute?
“300,000 change per month, you don’t have to make any promises. I’m sorry.
I’m, “Oh, this. Are you serious?”
Boss, “500,000. I’m sorry.
I’m silent.
Shit!
Is he serious?
Is it true that rich people pick up their wives on the street?
It’s not a new kind of trafficking trick, is it?
I, “I’ll think about one” go back and download the National Anti-Fraud Center first.
“800,000. I’m sorry.
I, “…I’ve thought about it. I’ve never been a joker. When are we going to get this?”
Two.
The seniors randomly glanced at the nine-digit-value Emerald Gym watch and pointed their mouths at the assistant, saying, “Tell them that the 8.10 meeting will be in the afternoon.” I’m sorry.
And look at me, “What time do you work?”
“9 points. “I started to get nervous under his watch.
The man’s voice is calm, as if he’s making a small arrangement, “It’s an hour left. I’ve arranged for other assistants to help me with my little Mini.
Huh?
Now?
Good sudden.
His voice is calm, but he has a magic that is convincing and unknowing.
I was dazed to get in the car, and when I came back, I drove a mile away, and the water truck just ahead with a little rainbow had been dumped in the back.
There’s a lot of people outside the windows, there’s a high rate of retrogression of custom-made Rolls-Royce, and people’s eyes follow through the road, with curious, envious, surprises.
I think a lot of people are wondering, what kind of people are sitting inside, as curious as I was.
If they knew that I was sitting in it, they’d be staring at my glasses.
I took my mind off and pushed my glasses.
Oh, I don’t have glasses.
Quick back.
Looking back, you start to get nervous and uncomfortable.
Unlike the scenes outside, where the car was quiet, the assistant was focused on the car, and the handsome man was looking down at the phone, the eyelashes were natural, the nose was high, the thin lips were swollen, and the side of his face was so moving.
Long, cold and white fingers are soft on the screen, attention is focused and there is no sound, and expensive black custom suits are very compatible with luxury car interiors.
Looking back at the extra nine and nine packs of mail you suddenly feel like you’re not in the same world as them, and you’re not comfortable, and you don’t know what to do.
As soon as the man fell down, he realized that he had arranged what he was doing, put down his phone and took the fruit from the car and pushed it to me:
“Eat some fruit?”
The last addition was that “a number of vendor representatives arrived from the field during the morning session of the suppliers, and the time was delayed, and I gave them room and board tickets for their return. I’m sorry.
I’ve been eating a few fruits, and the taste of sweets is so familiar that I can’t help but notice that I’m not so nervous.
I was flattered when he offered to explain what he was doing.
Fantasy old man, white-haired or abdominal poop, high white wine on the table for business.
Fantasy masters, car-drives, clubhouses, eyes higher than the top of the street and no one would look.
But the man in front of him — young, handsome, sharp, sarcastic, perceptive, squealing, controlling the whole picture — can feel as close as the wind of spring.
Of course, there was no need to hide the arrogance of the upper man, and the meeting said that the delay was delayed and that it was always accompanied by alienation.
I thought I had to go to the Civil Administration to do it in such a short time, but on the way to the photo studio, a team of professional stylists had been waiting to change my clothes and take a good picture as soon as possible.
Even this has been properly arranged on an ad hoc basis.
With beautiful pictures, at the Civil Administration, the staff complimented us on the beauty of the pictures, asking for names, and the man whispered:
“Rang Yong-hoon. I’m sorry.
And then he looked at me.
He doesn’t know my name.
I’m busy talking, “Linquent.” I’m sorry.
The staff looked at me and looked at him again, and it was strange to see why we both did not know each other’s names and asked me repeatedly to confirm that I was in a state of voluntarism and soberness and had finally stamped.
When I came to the company with a fresh and hot red book, I started to get dizzy and look at the dark gray car that was growing, and I had the unreal feeling of waking up.
It’s full of excitement and a circle of friends came out of the phone.
FUN: Ah, I’ve had my fungus and I’ve been drinking and I’ve been asleep in the daytime?
Call Grandma after she’s gone nuts, “Milk, we’re rich! * I’ve managed to hook up with my wife’s curiosity and then I’ll hang up like a dog *
Be happy to go to work.
Soon after the job was taken, the director called me to the side and informed me that I had been dismissed.
♪ ♪ I’ll tell you ♪
3
I worked hard and worked overtime every day, trying to do the best I could, and I was out of my job.
I don’t believe it.
I insist on a reason. The director is impatient. “The company has recently been laid off. I’m sorry.
After all, a pair of eyes on me, gruesome eyes, and very disrespectful: “What do you want to do with this appointment?” I’m sorry.
I get it. This greasy guy tried to get me out of bed, hit me in the heart with a good feeling, got angry and kicked me out with a layoff.
When you pack your things, the new co-worker gets so grumpy, “That’s so poor, it’s so poor, it’s so poor, it’s not working, it’s not going to do much good with the first high school diploma. I’m sorry.
I turned and looked at her, and she had a little bit of lipstick, and I was just told to quit, but I saw her sneaking out of the office of the supervisor and wondered what was going on in there.
I’m leaving, and she’s probably going to make a team.
I looked at her, “Don’t mind your business. I’m sorry.
Smashed her face with two pieces of paper and wiped her lipstick clean. She squeaked and said, “I gave you this lipstick, and now I take it back. I’m sorry.
At the end of the day, I shredded her table with the information I had made, threw lipstick at the trash can, took her things and snuck out of the house, passed through the office of the supervisor and kicked down the bouquet of rich trees that I had carefully looked after.
What are you doing? The director was roaring and never seen such a tempered employee.
Isn’t that obvious? I speak innocently and frankly, saying, “I am destroying public property.” I’m sorry.
I can’t leave them with a big tree.
“Don’t worry, I’ll lose money, even if it’s taken out of my termination indemnity. I’m sorry.
I went out of the door, sat on the steps, and I became accustomed to worrying about the next living expenses and Grandma’s medical expenses, for a little while, and my phone shook.
Turns out, it’s $800,000 in receipts.
And all of a sudden, all of a sudden, there’s nothing left to do, and the dream comes back.
I was excited about the starter mua a little bit.
And then I saw the circle of friends that I had just sent, and was praised by a stranger.
I was confused for a while…
Mom, this is the big guy today!
Ad hoc tweets, forgot to comment. What’s his name again? Oh, Lang Yong-gi.
I’m ashamed to be seen in my friends’ circles.
It’s a name I’ve been calling for a while…
Nothing.
It can only be seen from the stock structure of some large enterprises.
I can’t believe I’m the only one who can find out, even if he’s in charge, that he’s got a seven-and-a-half-story stock, and he’s invisible.
If it wasn’t for him, I wouldn’t have been involved for eight years.
But he did. We don’t know why.
Is it to cope with a family marriage? Is it to avoid a business marriage? Doesn’t look like much.
It can’t be just to make a good contribution to society.
A shadow fell on my face, and I broke my mind, and I looked up, and I saw a man holding a black umbrella, staring at me, “What was it?
I just found the rain in the sky.
Z, this is a hell of a weather.
Sittin’ on the stairs with a box of stuff, it’s kind of stupid.
And I got up and found him tall and raised my head, so I had to look up to his eyes and whisper, “Nothing, I was fired.” I’m sorry.
Ran Yong looked at the company behind me, looked light, even a little gentle, idle…
“This company, it’s supposed to be a subsidiary of Lang’s. You’ll be their boss later. I’m sorry.
4
Another big pie falling from the sky, Duang threw me in the ground.
Smash my head and turn.
With all I have left to lose my sense of reason, I struggled to refuse.
I know how many times I’ve lost my company. How many people are unemployed?
“No, I can’t. I’m cooking.
Ran Yong-hoon hand-held the umbrella to the assistant who just arrived, with his eyes on his back, with his paper towel, rubbing down the water between his fingers, staring at me, looking at all my fears, laughing:
“Don’t worry. She’ll take care of everything. I’m sorry.
In other words, I just need to lay low and collect the money.
After he had said that he was leaving, turning around and waiting for him by a bunch of young mid-aged men and business elites. So I knew that he was talking to someone in that landmark building across the street, so as soon as I came out, he just saw.
The rain was dazed, the huge highs went straight into the clouds, and a group of expensive middle-aged bullies were always surrounded, and the handsome men had room for control.
Some people are born to focus, and stars are far away.
I looked through a little mirror in the box and I couldn’t figure out what he saw in me.
I smiled softly in my ear, and I looked up, and I saw the beautiful sister next door with a serious face, and it didn’t look like I’d laughed.
Well, her eyes are clear and she thinks I’m cute.
Cute big head.
I’m serious, too. “What’s your name?”
“Madam, my name is Lan Hae-hye, daughter of the Ran family, who was an assistant at Headquarters. Madam, your clothes are wet. Would you like to change first?”
The lady screams at me, and she screams at me, and she says, “I can’t take it seriously.”
“Do you want to call me something else?”
Ramón Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei I’m sorry.
Whatever. It doesn’t matter.
And then I was dragged around the mall, and my legs were broken, and the new assistant called it a passion, and I suspected she was dressing me up as a doll and all kinds of clothes.
Finally, after I had changed to a silk and white dress, Rand showed me the satisfaction of having the make-up man who had been standing by for a long time changing my personal bouquet to remind me of today’s journey:
Ms. Lin, after an afternoon visit to the company, the driver will pick you up in half an hour. I’m sorry.
I don’t know, I’m tired of walking the streets, but I can’t get 800,000 a month when I think about going to work, and I feel like I can do it again, and I’m getting back on my feet. I’m sorry.
Then I was put in the car of Lang Yong-eun, where the men sat quietly, the rain stopped, the afternoon came out, the sun fell out of the window, filtered into the light and hit him in the eyebrow of his stereo.
Ran Yong’s eyes and eyes are dazzling, insinuating and insinuating…
But I can’t read him.
He sees no incipientness in his eyes, and there is no need to look at me, even indifferent, and the undisguised focus of action is completely different.
He approached me, reached out and adjusted a pearl card in my hair.
He was a fragrance, a little fragrance, and a little fragrance, and a bit like a rose, so close to him, and my heart did not even accelerate, but I felt trapped in his aura.
“Do you seem curious to me?”
5
Of course.
Who doesn’t want to break it up?
The man before me was so handsome, his breath was so thin, his heart was beating like a drum, he didn’t dare look him in the eye, and my eyes were lost and my voice was soft.
“Why are you so nice to me?” I’m sorry.
Ran Yong-chul, don’t pass the cards, just sit back and go back with a strong sense of presence.
It’s like he’s just asking questions, and he’s not taking them seriously.
“You don’t need to know that. All you need to know is that you’re the lady of Lang’s, and that’s all you deserve. I’m sorry.
By the way of the boulevard, the filtered sun broke in his face and was dark.
I’ve heard so little of the dissociative warning.
I see. I shouldn’t ask questions about the family.
I’m pretty good, “Good old”… trying to call the boss, “Hey, Mr. Lang.” I’m sorry.
The car was parked in front of the door of my former company, where a group of managers and general managers who I had not seen before were waiting for them, and the battle was quite large.
Ran Yong-hoon didn’t want to get out of the car in a hurry, but he said, “Don’t be afraid of me. I’m sorry.
I was afraid to speak.
He came up with a report that looked like it was slow, and when he turned over a piece of material, the expression of the people who were waiting outside had gone from surprise to fear.
It was enough that Ran Yong-hyun stepped out of the car, and a group of high-ranking officials came up to him, but saw him not leaving in a hurry, standing by the car waiting for someone.
With his eyes in his eyes, I tried to be as elegant as I could from under the roof of the car, and I went to the big guy’s side, and everyone around me looked at it with surprise.
My former CEO had an impression of me, staring at my eyes and saying, “Killwood?”
Ran Yong-hoon looked in the eye and did not see any danger, but the air fields around him cooled down.
The former Managing Director realized that he was saying the wrong thing and was restless, and Ran Yong-ho’s assistant coughed and whispered: “This is the wife of the chairman. I’m sorry.
The General’s eyes were even sharper, full of shock.
The company is only a small, small, large, marginal company with little opportunity to see the head of the head office, let alone the chairman of the group.
Who would have thought that I was the one who got kicked off the back of the company in the morning and came down from Rolls-Royce, the president of the company.
I didn’t think of it myself.
It took me a long time to respond to the general’s 10th-grade earthquake, to apologize with all due respect and say hello to me, “Hello, ma’am. I’m sorry.
Departmental managers followed me to say hello.
Standing at the center of the crowd, Lang Yong looked at me, sounded good, whispered, “Come on. I’m sorry.
I followed his footsteps and went all the way to my former department, where the manager came up and saw me and the smile was frozen.
A group of ex-colleagues were surprised, and the female colleague even asked: “Lin Nau!” You? Why are you here with the manager?”
She was blinded, jealous and staring at me, and she was blinded by the manager-in-chief.
There is no eye, so there are people who are general managers, and there are people who are promoted to team leaders and who have to take up positions by the means.
I looked at Lan Yong-hwan in the shadows, and his old God looked up in the ground, and saw me look at him, and returned to my profound look.
It’s probably just that I’m being bullied back and I’m being encouraged to do whatever the fuck I’m supposed to do, not to fall into the name of Lance.
So I looked to the general manager, and I said:
“It’s getting cold. I’m sorry.
“It’s time for the King’s supervisor to leave. I’m sorry.
Six.
“Oh, and this, eating guacamole in the office every day, it’s a cult, it’s unbearable and it’s on. I’m sorry.
I’m looking at the female coworkers, light-floating.
The two men were in a state of shock, the supervisor noded and apologized and asked me to give me another chance.
“Why? Who do you think you are?”
I don’t care about her. I don’t have to explain it to her. I’m just looking at the manager-in-chief and showing him to take care of his subordinates.
And there’s no need to tell the two of them that shit, and one look at it, people in the company will know sooner or later.
The style of conduct of the superiors — any proposal can only be made by saying to the general manager that, in order to be elegant, there is no need for personal contact with others, and that there is a human face, a human face, a decent hand, and a face of mercy.
The general manager trained the female colleague in cold blood: “You two are fired from the office because she’s the chairman’s wife. I’m sorry.
The female colleague finally realized what I was, what I was, what I was, what I was looking at, what I couldn’t believe, and I’m guessing she had a lot of bullshit to say, but there were a bunch of managers who had to get rid of them.
The presence of such rhetorical staff at the time of the inspection was a major mistake, and how could they be allowed to continue?
The general manager was careful not to.
Ran Yong-hoon finished a good show and laughed, “It’s bad management and bad revenue, and the company should have been withdrawn. I’m sorry.
A bunch of people sweating.
He went on, “But since it was her original company, it would be nice to leave it to her to practice. I’m sorry.
He then informed several major seniors that the company was going to give it to me, and that the stockholders ‘ meeting and the stock transfer process had been completed by the General Manager in cooperation with Assistant Lang.
The trip was over, the company was out, and I was relieved.
Shouldn’t you be embarrassed?
I’m slow, Ran Yong-hwan has come to the front, looking back at me, “Let’s get you home first. I’m sorry.
I stopped and whispered, “But my house is in the city village. I’m sorry.
It’s always the wrong place to drive in.
He doesn’t care. “What village?”
I called the address, the driver parked the car in the alley, the two assistants put on a big bag of new clothes, and Lang Yong-hwan looked at the roses in front of my house.
I hesitated to think my milk would know him sooner or later.
I nod my head.
As soon as I got to the door, a banana was thrown in the face and Lang Yong-hoon was walking in the middle, and he was about to be hit by a banana.
I’ve got my eyes full of them, I’ve got my hands full of them, I’ve got my hands full of them, I’ve got my hands full of the angry banana.
The sound of my titty’s coming out of the house. I’m sorry.
I just remembered that I was having a little fun with my wife today, and I was talking to her, and she had to scratch her lungs and come back late.
Throwing bananas when you’re angry because it doesn’t hurt.
When I came back, I realized that we were in a bit of an awkward position, next to the alley wall, as if Ran Yong-chul had been pushed against the wall, ready to kiss it.
He looked me in the eye.
7
My face is a little hot, and I can’t help myself with a banana, and it’s only a matter of days before I think of picking up a dozen or so packs on the ground and shooting ash and telling it in my heart.
Of course, Grandma always buys bananas that are more important.
If there’s a next time, throw the bag on the lawn and save the dust.
“That’s your grandmother?”
It’s… it’s hard to explain. Me and me, the old child, have always lost each other to each other. This is nothing but paganism.
I’m a little confused, and I’m afraid I’m afraid I’m in conflict with people.
Who knows that Ran Yong-hoon came into the door, and in the strange look of my breast, the beginning was, “I am your grandson-in-law.” “The old lady is in town.
Then he spoke to the old lady for a while, and then he passed over in three words, while she was leaving with enthusiasm and enthusiasm.
Dude, it’s my own granddaughter who’s never been treated.
Back in the house, I hate iron and steel, “Is that what you’re talking about?”
I’m like, “A month? At least you have enough medicine. I’m sorry.
I’m on my own, she’s chronically ill, she goes to the hospital for dialysis several times a month, and I save money for a minivan to send her to the hospital on a rainy day.
Poor people are most afraid of illness.
It’s been a long time since I’ve lost my head.
My milk, “What do they think of you?”
“I don’t know. I watered the flowers, and I’m still incomprehensible, “I went to his company three or five times and happened to be followed, and that’s it.” I’m sorry.
Yes, I was looking for a class nearby to get close to Lang Ying.
It’s been a long time.
8
Two things have been on my mind: Grandma’s huge medical bills and Lang Yong-hoon.
In order to make enough money for medicine, I’ve been selling for hours and nights.
To get close to Lang Yong-eun, I was looking for a job nearby.
But I didn’t think it was going to happen, and I never thought I’d get involved with a big guy like that, and I had the red book that I got back, and I had my hair and my milk, and I said, “I don’t know why he was so good to me, and I was so upset, and I didn’t have the bottom of it. I’m sorry.
Destiny presents are priced.
It’s a good thing that I haven’t been in doubt for a long time.
A few days later, Ran Yong-hyun sent his men back to bring back the repaired car and brought us to his luxury villa.
I can’t get used to each other’s generosity until now, and I’m flattered every time.
Of course, he didn’t refuse to give me anything.
In a strange environment and in the face of strangers, they behave well, submissively and harmlessly.
I haven’t seen Lang Yong-hoon in the last few days. I heard about the trip.
The house is halfway down the hill, and the view is so quiet, and the nanny driver at the villa is very humble to me, and he is really giving up my hostess, and certainly he won’t talk to me. My milk is a web addict’s wife, and every day he’s obsessed with the boss’s hundreds of millions of small wives and rewrites.
I’m free to turn around.
It’s nice to have Ran Yong-hoon back, and I’ve been upstairs and I’ve been looking down and I’ve seen the dark gray car seven to eight, and I’ve been swimming through the shade and parked downstairs.
The men get out of the car and the handsome eyebrows look up high, and they’re still dead.
Downstairs, Lan Yong-hoon seems to have noticed my eyes, looked up, looked into my eyes, and the lips seemed to be smug.
And suddenly I was shy, and my hands and feet turned back and smiled, and then I turned to the wall and sat down, and my back turned to the mountains and to the autumn.
He really grew up in my heart.
And take away his identity and his mind, and if there is only this face, and only that face, he can touch me with a glance.
9
“How have you been these days?” Do you like your food? Do you like the room? Any problems? I’m sorry.
I don’t live in a room with him, he’s in the old master’s bedroom, I’m in the next bedroom, I’m in a beautiful painting style, I’m very artistic, and I’m punching my heart.
I can’t really change when I’m suddenly a married woman.
I’m glad Lang Yong-hoon’s got the details in place.
“Fine. Everything’s great. The only problem is a bit boring. I’m sorry.
Boring? Ran Yong-chul gave his coat to the butler. I’m sorry.
He said it was easy, so I thought it was just a little party, until it was put on makeup for a long time, and the designer made it so big, that I was surprised, “Is this about putting me on the throne? “I spit.
Ramón Vibrin looks at the maker and laughs at my hair, explaining, “It’s Lu Jiaji’s birthday party, and it’s the main point of the show. I’m sorry.
Then she and I took a rough look at Kopp’s big families in Z City, headed by the Langs, followed by Hers, Lu’s.
And Lang Yong-gil, the only heir to the Lang family.
Now I’m the wife of the only heir to the Lang family.
So I’m going to have to be fragrance.
On the way, I was a little nervous, and I pulled a little cufflock around my boss, and I said, “I don’t know anyone. I don’t need to do my homework early to identify a few key figures. I’m sorry.
Ran Yong looks at me and seems to wonder why I have this concern.
♪ Thin lips ticking and flat ♪
“No need. I’m sorry.
“You did not go to them; you went to them.” I’m sorry.
10
The car was parked in front of a mountain hotel, with lights in it, and many had arrived.
The master came out and greeted him himself, but he was not married until he was in his 30s, and she was not married, and she had a face empty of wine.
It’s amazing to see me, Luji. Where’d you find the girl? Would you like some of that? I’ll give you a few. I’m sorry.
He said that she had called a group of women behind her, some of them famous stars.
Obviously I was mistaken for the same type of game.
Ran Yong-hoon didn’t talk to those women, just said, “This is my wife. I’m sorry.
Luji, with his hands tied, laid down, turned a hundred and eighty degrees in his attitude, drove a bunch of twilight swallows away and laughed at me and called me “sister and sister” without a trace.
People who can get into this circle are human beings, like Luji, who look like a wine bag, and it’s not easy.
I smiled in response.
I started talking about investment, about planning, and the men around me saw my boredom, my low voice and the warmth that I could play by myself.
I’ve noded, walked, looked at me like I still can’t believe Ran Yong-hoon had a wife.
I sat down in a quiet place and I was touched by a few actresses who had been picked up by Luji.
The entertainment circles are also made up of humans, and the Ran family, although not their immediate father, can’t be offended.
The higher the society, the higher the hierarchy.
Of course, in the upper, middle and lower levels, the human nature, as in the past, is simply to come together and talk and share information.
Boring.
But it does work, and poor information is the biggest resource gap.
With my deliberate and unintentional guidance, the subject went to the Langs and heard a lot of potentially useful information.
The door was blown up, and everyone looked over, and the beautiful girl in a red dress came in, after the Lang house.
There’s someone who’s surprised that Miss He is here. I’m sorry.
Someone snuck into my eyes.
What are you looking at me for?
What does Miss Ha have to do with me? Or does it have anything to do with the Lang house behind me?
So I ate a little cherries, and I asked, “What does the Her family have to do with Lang’s?” I’m sorry.
It’s time to relax, and I’m so active in cooking, and the image of Mrs. Gao is not deep in people’s minds, and the people around me are not afraid to say, “The two of them were supposed to be married…”
After that, the person next to me reacted and looked at me with his mouth shut.
I didn’t look up, then I showed up with the fruit, and I didn’t seem to notice the subject.
The man was relieved.
10
Her family’s daughter, Chong Shui, is the only daughter of her family, who is very low-key and usually does not attend such troublesome events at all.
So she came all the way here today for Lang Yong-hoon?
It was true that the Qin snow came in and went straight to Lang Yong-hyeong and soon became part of their subject.
She’s so beautiful, she’s so aggressive, and she’s the only one who matches Ran Yong-chul and stands up like a man.
She’s the one who’s got the fragrance.
I don’t know why I’m upset, I’m confused.
I went outside, and the cold night was blowing, more still than in the garden. A light flashes through the red leaves of the fall.
It didn’t take long.
I told you, there’s always been an exception for the low-profile Hershey. It’s probably heard about my new wife, Ran, who wants to see who I am.
So I walked away, and I went to a place where I could be picked up.
There’s no one around here, and there’s a glass of red wine in the snow, and there’s no more elegance.
“What does he see in you? I’m sorry.
As long as she hasn’t started to look at me, I’ve looked at her like the world’s daughter I imagined. The family’s upbringing and elegance were carved into my bones, and as a result, the family’s daughter was just on the front side and the prototype was revealed.
And I said, “I don’t know. After saying that, I thought about it and I said, “If you know one day, please tell me, thank you. I’m sorry.
The snow is choking.
After a while of suffocation, she’s a little less aggressive and sits by my side. “The Ran and Hers had made an agreement, for some reason they didn’t go on, but not for someone like you. I’m sorry.
“You’re nothing but a tool used to avoid family marriage. He can’t marry the family, and he doesn’t like other women. You see he didn’t make you public. I’m sorry.
That makes sense, but there is a logical loophole.
I’m like, “But he doesn’t have a prenup. I’m sorry.
“What? @salsa: #Salsa #Salsa pic.twitter.com/ddl — @salsa #Salsa #Salsa #Salsa
Even the glasses were left on the chair.
Forget it, get emotional, get brainy.
Turns out he’s a rare idiot beauty.
Eleven.
It’s supposed to be an attempt to question Ran Yong-hyun, but as soon as she arrived in the lobby, the party officially started, and she didn’t get a chance to speak to Ran Yong-hyun.
At the climax of the party, Ran Yong-hyun, in front of everyone, in the light of the glorious light, solemnly said, “Here’s my wife. I’m sorry.
The crowd was raging, and so many jealous eyes came.
I look in the corner and I see the snow biting my teeth on this side.
At the end of the dinner, when she left the door and got in the car, she seemed a little hysterical, asking, “Are you serious? I’m sorry.
Ran Yong-hoon ignored her, told the bodyguards to separate her, to take me to the car, to move it slowly, and to send a barbed-wire of the bodyguards in the window. I’m sorry.
The car’s getting far away. I didn’t hear it either.
I frowned, whispered, “She seemed a little overexcited. “Does it look like that, manic or bipolar?
“Don’t worry about her. “Lan Yong smiled, didn’t put the farce in his eye, fixed his fingertips, softly pointed at his forehead, suggesting to me that she was mentally ill and had been in a nursing home. I’m sorry.
I can’t believe it.
It was unknown that Ms. Her family was being held in a nursing home.
So, it’s because of the weather spirit that we didn’t get married? Who’s Av?
12
A few days later, I got an invitation to go to the track.
It was a rich wife who met that day at the party, and she went to the place to see a bunch of people she had invited, and there was so much snow.
It’s supposed to be a blizzard for her to invite me over.
When you pick a horse, the blizzard leads by a sweaty horse, pointing to the smallest horse over there, “You fit this one.” I’m sorry.
I saw it. It wasn’t my dish, or I picked a big, black Frislanma.
It’s another look of pride: “This one, it’s hard to handle.” Can you ride?”
I said, “No. I’m sorry.
She choked her for a while again, and she couldn’t stop looking, “Why are you here?” I’m sorry.
I took the horse back, “That makes sense. I’ll go back now. I’m sorry.
“You! “Don’t go! I’ll teach you the big deal. I’m sorry.
She taught me, explained to me the steps, and asked me, “Remember? I’m sorry.
I frowned, “Not much. I’m sorry.
She explained again, “Do you remember now?” I’m sorry.
“None. “I’m just saying.
“I’ll cover it up for you. I’m sorry.
She came back in a circle. I’m sorry.
I’m not sure, “Maybe, not quite. I’m sorry.
“You’re stupid. I’m sorry.
Actually, I’m just going to look at it once, just to stimulate her.
As soon as she got angry, she started messing around, and she showed up, “You don’t know anything, you don’t look, you don’t know, you don’t know, you don’t know, you don’t have a family, you’re stupid, you can’t even compare Eve’s hair. But why did you become Ran Yong-chun’s wife? I’m sorry.
I’m not surprised.
I’m curious to ask.
“She is the only daughter of the Her family. I’m sorry.
13
“What? Didn’t you say you were the only daughter of Her family? I’m sorry.
“What does the outsider know? I’m a foster daughter. She’s my sister. I’m sorry.
“Why does the outsider never mention her? I’m sorry.
She said her sister was starting to sow.
“Av had an early engagement with Ran Yong-chul, who would have known me, and who would have drawn everyone’s attention as soon as she showed up. Of course others know her, but the Herds and Langs don’t want to be mentioned. I’m sorry.
It was her sister, not her.
No wonder she didn’t turn around Lang Yong and caught me laughing.
Not only is it so loud, but it’s just a lot of talk, and I look at me, and I look at you, and I look at you like a double. I’m sorry.
The more determined she gets, the more proud she gets, the more she gets, the more she gets, the more she gets. She likes Gabriel Angels, and you can see if the Zenit Garden is full of flowers. She learned to paint, but if you look at it a little more, you can see the style of the clean garden. You’ll find her in the bedroom. I’m sorry.
“It’s not polite to break into someone’s bedroom. I hesitated.
“The point is this.” The point is that you know your place and don’t try to take Af. I’m sorry.
I’m even more curious. “Where is she? I’m sorry.
Who knows what happened to the snow? “Sweety horse has gone.
I don’t know.
Returning to the luxurious house of Lang’s house, walking around for a while, it was indeed a full-of-the-horizon Gabriel Angel season. No wonder Lan Yong-hoon’s taste of bitter roses, which used to be the fragrance of the season, was indeed a simple painting of paintings.
There were traces of that av.
It’s like a good guess.
I pushed out the window, the autumn wind came with a light fragrance, and the red leaves were stacked up, but it was going to rain again, and the rain in the city was going to spill like money.
If she’s right, Ran Yong’s money is ruined, and I offer the emotional value of being a double, I’m relieved.
It’s always better to switch interests than love at first sight.
My heart fell asleep, and it rained, and I woke up in a strange bedroom.
Looking around, seeing the man lying next to the bed, I almost fell.
Oh, shit, this is Lang Yong-hoon’s bedroom.
14
And a little bit of it, and he woke up, and he opened his eyes, and his eyes were incomprehensible.
My face is hot, my face is red, “Mr. Lang.” I’m sorry.
My milk said I sleep when I sleep. I never believed it.
Now I believe. I must have swam into the next room in the middle of the night.
I tried to justify, “I, I may have sleepwalking. I’m sorry.
You’re crying. You don’t think I’m trying to seduce you?
Ran Yong was slow to get up, and the black and silky robe seemed a little lazy, and the voice was a bit of a wake-up call, “Don’t worry, I didn’t do anything. I’m sorry.
I’m not worried about that. I’m not as good as him.
I went back to my room with red ears, and I was blindfolded for a while, and I found a lock the same day and locked myself up before sleeping.
Who knows when he wakes up the next day and lays on the bed of Lang Yong-chul, like the Grand Duke of Don Lang and the Prince of Ztown, and I squeezed him to the edge of the bed and the rules were lying, but when he did, he fell.
And We held in arms a swath of blankets, swirling by a layer of wool, as if it were holding him in his waist.
I guess this bed is covered in my arms.
I want to cry and not look up to the man before me.
And then I heard his low voice, and there was something funny, “You let me go, I’m going to get up.” I’m sorry.
I got my hands full and I watched Ran Yong-gil get up, packed up, dressed in a suit, and looked powerful.
The micro-heads, with a bit of natural coldness in their eyes, have always been gentle, “I’m going abroad for a week. You’re afraid of thunder and rain. You can have Ran Gui come to accompany you. I’m sorry.
I, “Oh, good.”
I didn’t ask Randyave to come, but the housekeeper locked my door out every night, so I didn’t sleep in the middle of the night.
I didn’t even look at Lang Yong-eun’s bedroom.
Ever since I heard about this guy, I’ve been a little scared to know too much about her.
15
After a few days, the housekeeper once forgot to lock the door for me, and a thunderbolt blew me up and woke me up, and I found myself in Lang Ying’s bedroom again.
But it’s midnight.
I’ve been bored, I’ve shot myself in the head, I’ve been upset, “Why do I run away in my dreams? I’m sorry.
I reached out and I touched the light, accidentally knocked down the next painting, and then turned on the light, and I saw the decorative painting on the floor, and I stopped.
It’s also a painting on the back.
It’s a painting self-image, a beautiful girl.
That’s… that’s what Eve is?
It’s glass, it’s broken down, and I picked it out of the glass, and I looked at it for a long time.
And suddenly there is a state of distress in their hearts.
I pulled the drawer next to it, and my marriage certificate with Ran Yong-hyun was in it, and I never opened it, and once it was opened, a little picture fell out.
Red-faced pictures, this little picture, my face was turned into a picture girl’s face, like it was making up for something.
There are other activities, the same.
I thought about what Ran Yong-hyun said I would have as Mrs Lang, the wedding would have, and the wedding company was already preparing.
I don’t know if the wedding picture was just like another girl.
I’m so sick, I’m so fucked up.
When I got my cell phone, I called Bing Shui, which was pretty impatient. What time is it?”
I whispered, “I saw it. I’m sorry.
“What do you see?” I’m sorry.
“It’s true that the picture of Ave is in his bedroom. All the traces of my existence have been hers. I’m sorry.
It took her a while to remember what she was encouraging me to do, but she didn’t look at me that way at this time. He must be using you as a double. You sound like you’re crying. I can’t argue with you. I’m sorry.
“Where did she go?”
“Heft, she died years ago. I’m sorry.
“The company was involved in agricultural activities, and the village at hand was hit by mudslides in the rain. On behalf of Her Majesty, she went to oversee the distribution of the donated material, accidentally bitten by a snake and failed to get it back. I’m sorry.
16
I’m not crying. I can’t stand it.
But in a bad mood, I wandered around, and in the morning, my milk snuck out to pick up garbage and I grabbed it.
“Grandma, why are you picking up garbage? I’m sorry.
The big bag in my hands was carried back with my careless heart, and she did not know the tens of thousands of dollars of the bag in her hand, or would not have been used for the bottle.
My milk tried to change the subject, “Alas, it’s clear to go out for a walk”… and when I saw my face, she got up and said, “Are you crying, son? I’m sorry.
“None. I’m not answering.
I didn’t believe it. To comfort me, I went out to the market to buy me a popsicle for 10 bucks. It was expensive.
Wait, “Where did you get the money?”
In order to prevent her from buying snacks and making it worse, I didn’t leave her any cash… Look at the garbage bag in her hand.
She has not recently become obsessed with novels, and I am pleased that she is trying to collect garbage for snacks.
I treasured my grandmother’s popsicles, and then bought a bunch of things so politely that she could pay for it, clean up all the money she had saved in her private room, and see her face in pain while buying and buying it.
Suddenly I was moved, less sad, much better.
I looked away and I looked away, “Grandma, I want to go home. I’m sorry.
I get up and I walk up the hill, “Let’s go. I’m sorry.
I pulled her, looked at her, “Not there. It’s the village’s home. I’m sorry.
My milk is weird. “What are you doing with it? I’m sorry.
“I just want to go back and see if the flowers I planted are dead, and my little Mini left behind and forgot to cover them, and I didn’t know if the eggs from my window table were hatching. I’m sorry.
“Grandma, give me the keys. I’ll go home myself. I’m sorry.
17
I went to the cook and the nutritionist to imitate Grandma’s favorite snacks, make some substitute and put them in her room.
Go back to Lang Ying’s bedroom and clean up the glass slag with your own hands.
As they cleaned up, Ran Yong-chul came back, and the dust servants came in and saw me carrying a painting and hanging around a pile of glass.
He frowns.
Walking next to me, pulling my hand, wrinkled my eyebrow. I’m sorry.
It was checked, and it was confirmed that I had not scratched my hand, dragged the glass crumbs around him, saw me smashing his picture of the moonlight, and that there had been no emotional fluctuations, that there had been no half an accident and that the whole process had been very good, and it was not clear whether he cared about me or the picture of the moonlight.
I look into his eyes, and it’s still dark.
I asked him, “The twig told me you were going to marry Hervé, but she died, and the wedding contract blew.” I saw those pictures in the drawer. I also know the whole house was built according to her preferences. She said you used me as a double for Herft. Is that true? I’m sorry.
Ran Yong was very quiet for a while and said, “No. I’m sorry.
I stood up, eggs, and I sat on my legs and fell into the arms of a man before me.
I don’t care about the details anymore. I pulled him, “Are you busy today? I’m sorry.
Lan Yong-hoon, “Can’t be busy. I’m sorry.
“Then you come with me to my house. I’m sorry.
He never refused any of my requests, of course not this time.
I opened the door with the keys, and the rags upstairs were flying, so fat, so unstable, so we ran away.
There’s a little loft at home, my place, my grandma won’t come.
Push the attic door and the thin sun comes in.
It’s a mess. I don’t like to show people this mess, but it’s not the point.
The point is, I’ve been looking at Lang Yong-hoon, and it’s clear to me that the big man’s pupils are contracting like a rock floating on the surface of a lake without a ripple.
“I didn’t like it when you came to my house, not because it was too bad for me, but because I thought about it upstairs, and I felt a little guilty and afraid of being seen. I’m sorry.
18
Sunshine little attic full of paintings.
It’s all about the same person, the young Ran Yong.
And I unmasked the middle of the dustscreen, “This is the first time I’ve dreamt of you. I’m sorry.
“My grandmother never called me “Liquit.” You know why? I’m sorry.
Ran Yong-gi looked at me quiet.
I went on to say, “Because she knew I wasn’t childish. I’m sorry.
She’s not going to school anymore. She’s a cute girl. She’s a romantic. She earns money. She did not recognize the customized model and some large plates, nor did she understand the equity architecture. She was dumped and found dead, and I woke up in this body. I’m sorry.
“I don’t have any memories of her, I don’t know anything when I wake up, I’m just instinctively different from the girl I was. I even guess I might be a second person or something. And then I dreamt of you. I’m sorry.
“I always dream of strange people, strange things. I paint and write whatever I dream of, and I put it all over the house. I’m sorry.
“And then I glanced at you in the street, and I saw you flashing. I’m sorry.
I went to Lan Yong-hoon and looked at him, “I’m really curious about you. I want to know who I am and you’re my only lead, so I came to you on purpose. I’m sorry.
“I’m approaching you on purpose, Lang Yong-hoon. I’m sorry.
The man in front of him picked the frown.
And We took his tie, and he fell down and looked at me, and I couldn’t see him.
People like me, sharp, familiar, perceptive, basically one glance, can see.
It’s so irritating to meet Lang Yong-hoon’s equal opponent.
I hate having to deal with a heart dog, or a stupid beauty like a blizzard.
I’m not happy, “How can you react so flat?” I’m sorry.
“I’m Hervé, right? You’re the only one who recognized me. Why didn’t you tell me? I’m sorry.
19
“Hmm. Ran Yong-hoon didn’t answer, softly confirming my previous guess.
“Well, you did it on purpose to see the Ran’s heirs on the street once in a while. I’m sorry.
He nodded his head.
Dude.
I have long planned, but he has long planned.
God knows that I have no memory, no memory, no idea who I am, and I’m not sure until I see the full season and the painting.
The rose that’s not open at the door is actually Gabriel’s angel. I like it, Lin Nae doesn’t like the season.
The painting in Lang Yong-ho’s bedroom is exactly the same as what I drew with my hands in the attic. I like it. Lin Nae doesn’t paint.
“Why didn’t you tell me? “I was so excited, too strong, and I got mixed up with something on my feet, and I fell on the couch.
It’s so embarrassing.
But he’s a good pusher.
And I didn’t feel a tie in his hand, and the man’s collar was pulled open, and the collar was on top with a sexy throat, and on top with a beautiful face.
A dazzling pair of deep twilights looking at me.
I’m getting numb.
I became clumsy when I met him.
I was in a hurry to move my hands and legs and almost knocked down the eggs from the stupid window stand.
This bastard, he doesn’t even have a decent nest.
Unlike me irritating to turn around, Lan Yong-hwan has been calm, moving from his dress and tie to his face, and the elegance feels a bit lazy and does not elude me:
“You’re smart and paranoid, and you don’t believe what you’re exploring. I’m sorry.
20
That is true.
I put my balls in my hand and I put a nicer nest in it.
I don’t have childish memories. I don’t have any of those.
Lin-pu’s grandma is fine, so I treat her like a grandmother.
Ran Yong-hoon is fine, and I still can’t believe it. He looks like me. He’s a very important person.
But when I was born again to another man, he was the only one who recognized me.
He ceremonially completed the unfinished marriage.
He answers to me.
He’s really nice, but I can’t do the same to him.
I’m supposed to be cold-blooded and sane.
I was weak, “I’m sorry, I just spoke too loud. I’m sorry.
Ran Yong-hoon touched my head, and it was funny, “What do you want to know, I’ll tell you. I’m sorry.
Actually, I just want to know who I am and nothing else is curious.
I’m supposed to have parents, but I don’t have memories of the past and no feelings.
Put away all the paintings in the attic, cover up the little Mini that I saved money for, pouring a couple of buckets of water on the door for the season, trying to help it die and then locking the door.
As soon as I was locked, Lang Yong-hoon pulled me in his arms.
Where I was just now, a man on a tram without looking at the road almost hit me.
That was close.
“Amazing me. I’m sorry.
He appeased me, “I’ve fled, I’m not afraid. I’m sorry.
I am still afraid, and even somewhat unsuspecting, of holding Ran-yung’s arms in my face and getting a sense of security.
He let me hold him. He couldn’t walk and said nothing.
21
When we get back, the broken paintings come back.
I had a dream the other day, I always had a dream, this time it was the most complete dream of all my loved ones when I was Herft.
I met Ran Yong-chul when I was a kid.
I was just a date with my babysitting daughter. I wasn’t a foster girl. She always looked at me like I wasn’t good at it, jealous of my eyes and jealous of me as a child.
But she took good care of me, and she had a very ambivalent mind, probably jealous of me, and she couldn’t make it.
She’s a stupid beauty who doesn’t know.
On that field trip, I was separated from everyone, and in the field I met the wolf that had come out of the nearby farm, and Ran Yong-hoon met me, and a group of hounds bit the wolf.
Dad said to thank you for the courtesy.
Dad also said that humanity was the biggest debt.
So I gave my father’s pearl card not on my head as a token of gratitude, when he was young and simple, and thought that it would not be an ingratitude to anyone, even if he had given thanks.
And then I tried to drag a wolf bigger than me back in a rush to find my blizzard, scared her and cried.
Take me home while I cry. Dad knows.
Of course it’s not over. A group of elders took me to Ran’s house to thank you.
It was the old house of the Ran’s house, the family of the Ran’s for hundreds of years, and it was so full of bouquets, so full of old and old, so poor as to shine, so thick as to be in my memory.
The Lang family is also an old, feudal family, with a stale family, and is the only grandson of its own in this corrupt system.
A bunch of old men who care about him, who knows, are the big people out there.
In the shades of the eyes of the young randling, the side looked to me.
And he was far too far from his peers to know, and a little laziness came out of his eyes.
And then I woke up, and this was the first time I dreamt of him, and the most complete picture in my attic, and the other scenes were flashing, and that was the only one that was too impressed.
I almost remembered.
22
I didn’t get along with him that much.
He was a new-founder, and he wanted to make friends with the Lang family. On this occasion, the two families became familiar, and then, because of their interests, they agreed to marry Ran Yong-hyun.
Unfortunately, after I accidentally hung up, it was over.
Remembering the past, there was some emotion, I cried so hard, my heart was swooped in the morning, waiting for him to wake up.
Of course, he sensed someone else in the house, opened my eyes, saw my eyes red, and there was a moment of implausibility and loss of control, but it was not easy for a man like him to show a little emotion.
I jumped into his arms.
He can’t even take away his wrong face.
I, “Ooh, I remember. Lan Yong-hoon, you’re so sweet. You saved my life before. It seems like I’ve been in bad luck, but I’m lucky to meet you. I’m sorry.
Guys, including my parents and Quake and Grandma.
Ran-yung shoots me in the back like a kid, “Is that why you’re crying like a rabbit? I’m sorry.
Eyes are as red as rabbits.
I cried, Hiccup.
It’s embarrassing to be laughed at, to be calmed down, “Please, don’t say it. It’s embarrassing. I’m sorry.
I’m upset.
Ran Yong is smiling.
After he went to the company, I had an appointment to eat.
She got tired of me, but she came.
Last time I died by accident, I had my parents take her as a foster daughter, and my family’s property would allow her to spend a few lifetimes taking care of my parents.
I didn’t think she was going to a sanatorium for mental illness without taking the money.
Too bad.
I’ve lost hundreds of millions of family goods.
23
I pushed her for the drink she loved, and I went to the point, “Is it because of your sister? I’m sorry.
As expected, the hailing snow is starting to get excited.
No matter how she escapes and is aggressive, I have always responded calmly and softly and slowly calmed her down.
“Yes, yes, I looked at her and I couldn’t get through this.
It’s a real dog’s scar.
I want to tell her that I’m back, that I’m not saying anything, that the snow is holding my head, and my eyes are crazy, and I’m like, “I just can’t get through it. Are you happy? I’m sorry.
I stung for a while, and I don’t understand why she’s getting up again.
After the hailing of the snow, the sound fell down, and he started to say to himself, “I grew up looking at her, she lived outside, her house fell down in the rain, and she almost fell under pressure, and since then Af was particularly afraid of thundering and rain. I’m sorry.
“She sleeps low, has nightmares, especially when thunder strikes. When thunder struck, she was prone to nightmares and sleepwalking and ran to my room and took me to sleep with a small group of people and felt insecure. I’m sorry.
And when I started talking about old things, the day I had the accident, it was kind of weird, “They all said I had persecutive delusions, no, no. You did not know that he went to the disaster, and a crowd surrounded her. That was the largest place in the village, but the snake didn’t bite anyone, and went to the centre and bit her. When the serum is too late, I can only watch her die. I’m sorry.
“z The city rained in the autumn, and the car fell into the mud, and I ran the last few miles behind her, the rain was clear and the rainbow was hanging, but it was too late, and she had no breath at the most beautiful time of the rainbow. I’m sorry.
“Why did she die? Why? Somebody’s trying to hurt her! I’m sorry.
I looked at her and tried to reach out and hold her down and tell her I was her Af.
The hand was not enough. A bunch of cars crashed next to it, and an uncontrollable car came straight at me.
Bang loud, the people in the store were scared.
And I fell on the ground, and my heart was shaking, and I was blinded by the snow.
I can’t tell if it’s hard or sad.
An eyebrow drops a tear.
The eyes close slowly and sink into the dead darkness.
24
“It’s wonderful, it’s wonderful. Wake up. There’s a lesson for the second semester of the afternoon. I’m sorry.
I was woken up.
Wake up and choke.
It is a four-person dormitory, and three others are busy packing their textbooks.
Strange environment, stranger.
The point is, I have no memory.
How did this happen?
A roommate pushed me out of bed, and I crawled down, looking at the textbooks that they took, putting them in the same bag, and then being pushed back to the school building, so people didn’t know I didn’t know the way.
People seem to care about me, “It’s amazing, you don’t have to think about the guy who’s got your ass on the line. I’m sorry.
Is it so violent?
I’m confused.
And he sits down in a classroom, a large classroom full of strangers, where teachers teach professional lessons and I listen to brain buzzing.
The roommate on the side poked me, “It’s amazing, that page of PPT just turned too fast. I’m sorry.
Another roommate, “You missed your phone, right? That’s why you’re so good. I’m sorry.
No, it’s not.
I’m thinking about life.
I pushed my glasses, and this time I didn’t push it, and I didn’t know why I felt it.
And then he said, “I’m sorry, I’m in bad shape today, and I don’t remember that knowledge point. I’m sorry.
I don’t really know a thing. I can’t tell which one is the point.
After class, my roommate looked at me, “Oh, you’re not still thinking about that piece of shit, are you? Look, you’re not like yourself anymore. I’m sorry.
“Ah?” I’m a little nervous, “What am I supposed to be?” I’m sorry.
“You’re supposed to be a big, big sister, but who made you look good and forgive you?” “The housemates play fun.
Yeah?
But I don’t think I’m big enough, but I’m very careful, very observational and stable.
Did she describe me?
Should I tell them I lost my memory?
25
I’m like, “Who am I?” Where am I from? Where am I going? “The deep-seated philosophies, and mechanized food in their mouths, were blocked by the roommates.
“Are you crazy?” Have you forgotten your mango allergies?”
I look at the mango in the hand, put the tummy down.
But I’m not allergic to mangoes.
And in the end, I did not say to anyone that I had no memory of the past and that I had adapted to the new environment with the information of the housemates only in their words.
Until a summer night thunderstorm, I had a strange dream.
I dreamt I’d been knocked down by a wolf, crying, trying to kill it, but I wasn’t even tall.
A very handsome young man came across with a group of hounds on his hand and let the dog bite the wolf to death.
I sent him a pearl hair card.
And as soon as the images turn, the dark old house and the young micro-heads are the beauty of time.
When I woke up, I recalled my dream many times, and I made my impression, and I took notes of it. There was a bottle of sleeping pills in the drawer, in the corner I looked at.
I’ve got a little twitch in my heart.
That dream was like the old thing I’ve been through, but that pearl was an irregular pearl, and the modern industry is well developed, and it has rarely been in circulation.
But when productivity was limited hundreds of years ago, even irregular pearls were treasures, and designers were free to design according to their shapes.
It’s an antique-class, and it’s the only, in any case, expensive.
It’s an unaffordable price for a nice home.
And she wouldn’t know about it in a fine profession.
Seeing this empty bottle, remembering the mango of that day, and all that strange violation of peace.
I doubt it, I’m not so sweet.
The real sweet is dead and I was born on her again.
But who am I?
25
I’m shaky, shaky.
Her roommate followed the star and became obsessed with a new fire, and told me every day how handsome her brother was, always giving me the side of her brother.
I’m not going anywhere.
Roomie, “How’s it going? Isn’t my brother such a cool picture? I’m sorry.
And I’ve got the point, and I’ve seen a guy in the corner, and he looks so much more handsome when I’ve grown up with that kid I dreamt about, than a bunch of stars. I’m sorry.
My roommate’s disgruntled, “How can you look at the edges of the corner… I’m sorry.
She zoomed in and said, “This looks like the big boss of my idol company. I’m sorry.
And the next time she asked me to go to the star scene, I said yes, I’m lucky, I talked to the man.
In the eyes of a group of fans, especially my roommates, envied by jealousy, I was embarrassed to ask, “Do you always like dogs? The big hound kind. I’m sorry.
The word of the wind and the wind.
Ask the boy star.
But he was quick to smile, “I don’t know about Mr. Lang, but he was often seen drinking tea near a doghouse. I’m sorry.
I’m so touched, “Thank you. “There is at least one clue.
When I got back, I was sitting next to that doghouse every day, like a jerk.
But it’s important not to have a face.
I didn’t waste my efforts, I really saw that big boss real person.
Did I dream about that pretty girl?
I wanted to ask him, but I didn’t dare.
Housemates like to fix things, come with me every day, rua dog, and when we’re ready to go back, we just go out and rain, and we go to the mall for a while.
“He?”
She was staring at the corner, and suddenly she was looking at me, and she pushed me, and she said, “Oh, it’s the scum. Throw him the bottle. Don’t let him run away. I’m sorry.
I’ve been encouraged to lose my mind, but it’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever said.
I took something, I looked at it, it was sweet, and I threw it.
Throw it away.
He didn’t throw it on the scum. He turned around.
Wait, where’s my dessert?
I looked around, and I saw the right, and the old man, who I’ve been crouching for so long, had just come out of a fancy shop with white flowers all over his body, and all the security guards behind him looked at me.
“…”
26
“Yeah, I’m sorry. I wanted to hit somebody. I missed. I can’t explain it.
The boss didn’t care too much to wipe the cuffs of cream with a tissue and look at me. The eyes were dark, and the blue lights of the mall broke into his deep eyes, as if it were a roof, and brought me into a hole.
My heart beats fast and I don’t dare keep looking at him.
Big Brother’s assistant Wen Wen smiled, with a big white tooth, “It’s okay, just pay for it. I’m sorry.
Then he gave me an astronomical number for me, and sold me and my family.
I was a little restless, looking at my students on the other side, and I didn’t think I’d pay for it, so I took a step back, and I said, “You can get a job, you’re well paid, you can pay back slowly. I’m sorry.
That’s all.
Let’s move closer to the clue.
The next day, someone came to pick me up, and I thought that the recruitment process should be very strict, but the housekeeper brought me to a sweet grandmother, confirming that I was in her eye, and decided.
I look at the pay…
A million a month?
I almost shivered the contract and warned, “Uncle Housekeeper, this is wrong, right? I’m sorry.
I thought I’d been working for years to pay off my debt.
On this monthly salary, not for a month.
The housekeeper didn’t even look at it. He was very confident. “No mistake, little girl. By the way, it’s a little far from the city. You can choose a room if you want. I’m sorry.
Still eating?
Ooh, the end of the universe is a hit.
I’m shaking over a paper contract, and if it’s a school dormitory, I’ll feed it all over the place.
It’s almost summer vacation, however, and I’m living alone and running back and forth.
The housekeeper asked me to pick out the room, and I pointed at it, and I pushed it open.
After the housekeeper had arranged for me, he was ready to leave, and I pulled him, “Wait, I live here. I’m sorry.
Shouldn’t you be paying attention to that?
Housekeeper swings, “No, no. And then the head doesn’t go back.
I look at the room of the villa, I look at the contract in hand, I was a poor, indebted college girl a day ago, and I feel like I’m going to be rich a day later.
Are you dreaming?
I was excited to take a look at the room, half of it was unbelievable, half of it was calm and automatic.
I don’t believe in pies like this.
The owner of this family is designated as having something to do with me in the past.
27
I worked in the villa for half a month, really busy, just having a little chat with the old lady every day. The chef’s cooking is delicious and the view is beautiful.
I’m afraid to stay long and pick myself up.
I know the owner’s name is Ran Yong-hoon, but he’s so busy, he rarely comes back, I’m bored, I’m walking around in a locked bedroom, wondering, “Who lives here?” I’m sorry.
I got to know the nanny, and she said, “This is the lady’s room, the lady died unexpectedly last fall. I’m sorry.
Speaking of which, the babysitting heart started to burn, pulling me to the corner and telling me, “I heard that the lady was meeting Miss He, and that a car came in and hit her, and Miss He was almost brought down. It was an accident. Miss He’s in a bad mood, and she’s back crazy. I’m sorry.
“Who is Miss He?”
“is the sister of Mr. ex-fiancée. I’m sorry.
If I don’t get to the supermarket, I’ll come back and talk.
By the way, Ran Yong-hoon’s predecessor was more than I thought.
Look at the coldness of his bones. I thought he had no woman.
“Did he save anyone when he was a child? I’m sorry.
The nanny has been at the Lang’s for years. It’s called a psychic. I’m sorry.
“Who?”
The nanny suddenly changed his face and the second turned into a professional smirk, looking behind me, “Mr. Good afternoon. And then he slipped away and left me where I was.
And as soon as I turned, Lan Ryong was in the middle of the escalator, and was in a resting dress, which was difficult to hide, and in which was a little scattered, and in which was the dark edge.
He kept moving, went down, passed by me, and stopped when I thought he was coming through me.
“Do you want to know?” I can tell you. I’m sorry.
He’s so close to me face to face. He’s so nervous.
I found out I enjoyed his face, and he approached me for no reason.
He said, “She’s Hervée, my old man loved the girl, wanted me to marry her and built a estate to stay after marriage, as she wanted, but she died unexpectedly. I’m sorry.
“Well, do you like her?”
I dare to ask in gossip.
“You like it? “The man whispered, and he frowned, and he smiled, and he said, “I don’t know what she likes. I’m sorry.
28
That night, I dreamt about everything.
One night, the pillow was wet.
I’m Hervé.
I recall the last moment of my last rebirth, when I had a little headache in my eyes.
I don’t just remember last time, last time, last time.
Hervé died in the fall of the 21st year.
And every time I was reborn, I couldn’t get through 21 years of age in the fall, like an endless cycle.
Ran Yong-hoon doesn’t know when he found out, then he’ll find me every time and make me happy for the last time.
He did more than I thought.
I remember when he first told me I didn’t have to know that much, just remember I was Mrs. Lang.
He’s right.
Knowing too much will become unhappy.
If the past is remembered too early, the days that follow will be dark and dark.
I’ve got my hair in my hair, and I don’t understand why things like this happen to me.
Her hair is almost bald, she’s trying to calm down, she’s out, and she’s always happy.
Then he wandered around, turned around, turned around, and saw Ran Yong’s tea in the corner.
He’s got a very good view of his position, and I can see it no matter how far I go.
The busy man didn’t go out to work every day. He was just in the corner, watching me quietly.
I walked through the glass and saw a few people in there, and I hesitated.
Ran Yong-hoon saw me, some of them unknown, and he was left alone in the tea room.
Through the glass, I saw a dim steam plum in his eyebrow.
And I went in the tea room, and I jumped over and hugged him, and I threw him away.
I’ve got a big Gabriel angel in my hand, with a sting on my penis, and I haven’t wrinkled my eyebrow.
“Let’s get a divorce. I’m sorry.
29
Ran Yong-chul doesn’t know what I’m doing, he doesn’t like it, “I’m already widowed. I’m sorry.
And I said, “I remember, I’m Herf Twig and I’m the kid who met you. I know there’s no counting in the law, but I’m saying that I hope it doesn’t count in your mind. I’m sorry.
Ran Yong-hoon had an accident, and maybe I didn’t think I’d come back so soon.
I’m serious about it, “You can pull out all these plasters and grow some other expensive, identity-appropriate. I’m sorry.
I remember the whole garden was my favorite style, and I almost had a hard time with my hair.
“or you can sell it directly. You have lots of property. Then we’ll find another family daughter, but it’ll be useful, even if there’s no family. I’m sorry.
“You forgot me. I’m sorry.
I’m down.
There’s no need for everyone to live with me in the past, and I’ll never make it into a 21-year-old winter, but they’re moving forward.
They’re in their twenties, so what happens after?
When you’re 80 years old, you’ll find me again and again.
It’s hard for me to feel like I’ve been targeted by the world since I was a kid. Why can’t you let go?
There is no logic to this nonsense, but it is clear.
Ran Yong-hoon came to me, threw away the flowers, dragged me to get the gauze to stop the bleeding, looked down, and the five officials, “I found a man who said he could pull you out of this circle. I’m sorry.
I’m staying.
I’m surprised.
This is the path I never imagined.
Pack your hands, Lang Yong Zheng appeased me, “Don’t be afraid, I’ve been by your side. I’m sorry.
Yeah, he’s been looking at me lately. I’m afraid I’ll just blink.
30
A few days later, he took me to see the man himself.
A man with no surprises, he ate a meal with no surprises, and he was ready to leave without surprises.
I’m confused. What did he do?
When he raised his feet, he didn’t know which high-altitude parable he threw, he hit me, and he bled my head.
I fell in Lang Yong’s arms, wrinkled my eyes, tried to make a joke, but I couldn’t help it, and the exit turned into a hum, “It hurts, Ran Yong’s.” I’m sorry.
My life has been a good life, and I have not been rewarded at all.
I don’t believe it.
I just breathed, and I suddenly heard a noise:
“The host, this attack has failed again, only one chance left. I’m sorry.
There’s a woman who’s so upset, “Is the old lady reborn again? Why can’t she just wipe it out? I’m sorry.
“She’s a hostess, favoured by the world, and too lucky.” But she died in a series of accidents, and we took a lot of luck and she won’t be born again. I’m sorry.
What?
I’m not being targeted, I’m being favoured?
I’m crying to know the truth.
It’s a bit of a tumbler to cover my heart.
Turns out I’ve lived in a real world for decades, and it’s just a book.
I don’t even know who he is.
Of course, it’s probably because of the intervention of the mission personnel that I don’t recognize the male.
Save me, save me, save me.
31
I’m reborn.
This time, with memories, was reborn to a rich girl who had no skills.
I looked at the time, more than a month before I hung up.
I’m well-known to be crouching around Lang Yong-hoon’s office, crouching to him on his way, and then stepping down on the powdered Maserati gas door.
“Ooh. I’m sorry.
Follow his car.
Chewing gum, long, sharp nails on the hands, tattoos on the wrists, flowing in, pulling out a bundle of banknotes out of the bag with the intention of smashing people with money.
My mother didn’t recognize me.
That’s right. I don’t want to be recognized so quickly by Lang Yong-hyun.
He hasn’t recognized him yet, so he’s an assistant.
I threw up a bubble, “I’m sick of men. Find a woman to talk to me. I’m sorry.
The assistant called Ran Ei-wei out, and I swallowed it, and I didn’t have any sense of guilt. I’m sorry.
Landu laughs, “Sure. Who are you? I’m sorry.
I was playing with my own manicure, and she was like, “Who cares about me?” I’m sorry.
“This is the old girl who was born again, but she seems to have something wrong.” I’m sorry.
The voice of Lan Gui, “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
“Not detected at this time.” I’m sorry.
It was her. I told you she sounded familiar.
Yeah, well, how can the missionaries be too far away from the protagonists?
At first I wasn’t so sure. She was a gentle, gentle sister, and now she is.
Some hush, it’s the most complicated.
It would be easier to identify who is the mission, and I intend to go back.
“Wait. “The low voice of the baronet stopped me.
Ran Yong-hoon came out of the car, scrambled me without a trace, probably didn’t see anything, finally whispered, “Nothing. I’m sorry.
I looked at him for nothing, and said, “I don’t know,” and walked away.
32
I found that man.
I don’t know why there’s a man in there. Why don’t we all have a good time? Why triangulation?
He thinks I’m going to keep him. He’s going to say no.
“Here you are, and I hope you’re as well. I’m sorry.
Man two, “…?”
The man star swooped.
I said, “There’s a woman who’s crazy, she’s read too many novels, you know? She thinks she’s the one who wears books. I have a friend, a big fan of yours, who reported to me when you met that crazy woman to prevent her from falling down. I’m sorry.
I’m half-baked.
He probably didn’t believe it all, but when the black card was in front of him, he pretended to believe it.
Every time the missioner made an accident, the boy told me that I listened to the sound of the system and told the boy first, “She’s gonna kick her ass later. This is the bridge section of the novel she saw. I’m sorry.
After a while, the man replied incredibly, “You were right. I’m sorry.
Of course, I’m listening to the system to send her a mission.
Many times more, the men are becoming convinced of what I have given them, encounters and encounters, nothing but impatience and fear of the mentally ill.
The strategic progress is negative.
The harder the mission, the worse the negative.
One day, the man called me, “Why don’t you take her to the hospital?” She started talking to something. I’m sorry.
The sound of a system in your ear, “Favorite to break the cordon and fail again. This is the fastest time to end. You have no chance.” I’m sorry.
The woman begs in fear, “Is I going to be left in this world forever? Give me another chance, will you? I’m sorry.
I’m laughing and cracking, “Okay. I’m sorry.
The answer was male.
I contacted a psychiatric hospital in poor condition and sent her in. I went to see him once with great humanity. The men were unsatisfied and came to see him.
I looked at her and smiled, and I said, “I’m sorry, you’ve been abandoned by the system. I’m sorry.
The missionman said, “You know what? You’re the one who did this, right? I’ll stay in this world forever. I’m sorry.
I stopped talking to her, turned around and worried about the dean, “Try, she seems to be getting worse. She’ll leave it to you. I’m sorry.
The president who took my big donation joined me, “Surely.” I’m sorry.
I’m, “I’ll make fun of her for a while. I’m sorry.
I looked at the man who had been given the tranquilizer to lay down, squirted at her, squeezed in the eye, whispered with the voice of only two of us.
“You take this as a game, but it’s the real world for me. My love and friendship are real. Every time I’m hurt, it’s true. I’m sorry.
“This is our real world, and you, just fuck off. I’m sorry.
I said it gently.
33
When he was out of a psychiatric hospital, he turned around and saw Ran Yong-hyun waiting in the car at the door.
“It’s over? “I’m sorry, I didn’t know that she was in the dark.” I’m sorry.
Looks like he already recognized me.
He never turned me down.
Of course not.
And from the time I saw him as a young man, he was far above his peers in stupendousness, unpredictableness, and appeared to be ruthless.
If it hadn’t been so much, I wouldn’t have believed he cared so much about me.
Big brother’s always been unpredictable.
I’m different. I like it all the time. It’s always obvious.
I jumped into his arms and said, “I love you, I love you more and more, and I don’t know if I’ll be jealous of seeing you in the snow.” I’m sorry.
She used to say that I had been a con artist in my last life, and I jumped at people, but she was jealous.
It’s not far from her sanatorium, I found her, I hugged her, and in her strange and obstinate face, I said, “Sister, I’m Herft. I’m sorry.
She’s frozen.
Soon after, there was snow in the sky, a winter I haven’t seen in a long time.
In the spring, the wedding that had been set aside by the wedding company was reopened, and the Ran family came up and down.
Although the Her family was confused, they were caught in the crossfire and wondered why they were coming.
Until I get out.
I found that the longer I grew, the more I was, the more I was.
A group of Her family saw me there, one by one, and I saw my parents rubbing tears on their backs.
But I can’t tell too many people I’m Herft.
It was only today that Mom and Dad knew that they wanted to surprise them.
Father’s voice and brightness, he asked, “Will you marry this woman as your wife? Do you love her, take care of her, respect her, accept her, and remain faithful to her forever until the end of her life, whether she is ill or healthy, poor or rich, or for any other reason? I’m sorry.
He would, I know.
After the oath, I took the bouquet of the great Gabriel angels’ seasons and pretended to throw it back and handed it to the side of the snow.
It’s so exciting.
“You know what Gabriel’s saying? I whispered to Ran Yong-hoon during the crowd.
He’s very nice today.
He shakes his head.
“Wait for hope, happiness, glory, hope… one is given a favour, one is willing to spend the rest of his life generous.” # I don’t know #
I was close to him, whispering, but he said:
“I do not treat anyone in my life equally. I’m sorry.
“You’ll always be my preference. I’m sorry.
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Half moon.
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