19. Cultivating a money tree

19. Cultivating a money tree

To raise a money tree.

The first few, 100 days, and it’s like a new passion.

I raised a money tree.

Be good, sing and dance, and be good today.

“If I kiss you now, my future is over.” I don’t care about money. I’d rather destroy myself. I’m sorry.

The money tree kissed me in front of all the media.

Quick door at the same time.

I pushed him away and showed him a standard professional smile: “Friends of the media on the ground, please don’t spread pictures, we’d like to buy them at a high price. I’m sorry.

“Please forgive me, my girlfriend is shy.” I’m sorry.

One.

I’m a star maker.

At the age of 16, his mother was in a car accident, and I ran into tears in the hospital, and even with the desperate look on his face, he was still able to fight, and I saw his great future value very well because of my professional habits.

If properly nurtured, it will be the brightest star in the future of the Mandarin media.

I went up and asked about his situation.

He can’t afford 100,000 for surgery.

I’m a life-saving straw, and I’m the only one who can give him that money right away, and I don’t care about the price.

He signed the contract with determination. Ten years of sales.

In my eyes, he was a child, and although he was born in good condition, there was still a long way to go, and I only brought mature artists, so once I signed the contract, I threw him to a male broker.

As soon as the operation was completed, I hired a nurse to look after his mother and gave Zilong to Chen.

Before I left, Qi used to cry out to me, “Sir.” I’m sorry.

He wasn’t close to Chenyon, and I should’ve let him fit in with me, but I was busy, so I just touched his head.

He was brought with him for five years, and for the past five years he was a good man, and I often heard him boast, often trained until dawn, and severely managed his body.

Over the past five years, I’ve only met him occasionally in the company’s building, and every time I see him, he’s taller and less talkable.

He finally got out at age 22 and became a real artist, and he was attracted to a lot of fans by the guy who milked the little wolf dog, and he was very high-profile in the group and could be called a fault top.

But soon after he left, Chen came to me and told me that his cell phone wallpaper seemed like a girl and asked me to talk to him.

I’m surprised.

You’re in love at a time like this. Don’t you want to hang out? I haven’t even returned my money yet.

For the first time, I called Qiwei to the office and asked him, “Is he in love?” I’m sorry.

He replied, “No. I’m sorry.

I got even more angry: “Get your phone out, let me see. I’m sorry.

It’s a bit of a panic.

I’ve seen too many of these artists, and I’ve been disappointed by all the temptations that have just begun to come up, and I think that the company won’t find out, sneaking in with Little Net Red.

“I said get the phone, don’t you understand?” I’m sorry.

Qiqiu still squeezed his cell phone, silently.

I lost patience: “Take it out or I will take it from you, and choose.” I’m sorry.

Zilong’s voice went dumb, and he looked down and said, “Sister, I’m not really in love. You believe me, okay?”

I don’t believe it. I took his phone.

The phone screen came up, I stopped.

Wallpaper is me.

I was in the back of the car, closed my eyes, sleeping.

I couldn’t believe it. He was silent for half a day, his eyes turned red, and he kept staring at the floor as if he was awaiting trial.

I realized that I was not the only sister I had for years.

“You like me?”

Qiqiang did not reply and whispered, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

“When was this taken? I’m sorry.

“Last month, Chen Tsing sent you home. I got in later. I’m sorry.

There was a long silence between us.

To be honest, I was just a businessman, and Qi was here with me only as a rocking tree, and I invested, and he paid back, and I didn’t know what to do with it, and I said:

“You’re an artist, with a lot of eyes on you, and you don’t use anything like wallpaper, and I don’t care. I’m sorry.

And he covered his lips and said, “Well. I’m sorry.

And when he walked out of the door of his office, I stopped him and said, “Chiqué, do not waste time on me. Do you understand what I mean?” I’m sorry.

Qiqi was silent for a while and turned his head and looked at me with a stubborn eye:

“What if it’s Shen? I’m sorry.

Sister, since you’re an ex-boyfriend, have you given him permission not to fall in love? I’m sorry.

“Why can she like you?” I’m sorry.

Bringing up Shen Shen, I’m getting headaches.

Zilong, at your age, you don’t understand. I’m sorry.

Two.

Just when I thought Ziqiang would be out for a while, he’d give me a hot search a few days later:

# # I’m fighting each other #

I saw the moment of the hot search and I looked black.

It’s called a marketing video, and it’s supposed to be at an advertising scene, with a back to the camera, with what he said in his ear and a smile on his face.

The next second, he punched him in the face.

And Shem stood still, and almost fell down on the ground, and, in a state of anger, he lifted up his neck and strangled him.

So it became a two-person fight.

A group of staff members were horrified and were even busy pulling up.

The camera was covered with hands.

“Stop it, stop it. I’m sorry.

I’m so cold in my heart, I’m so scared to flip the comments below.

“Is Zilong so hard on his senior?” I’m sorry.

“It’s not like it’s a little wolf dog. It’s bad little punks. I’m sorry.

“No, the powder fell on the first day. I’m sorry.

I’m gonna call Chen and ask him about it, and he’s like, “Sniffing, Qilong has a little stomach bleeding, and I’m gonna be in the hospital for a few days. I’m going to make an apology, and that’s Shen Shao. I’m sorry.

I’m suffocating.

Call Shen Shen, ask what’s going on, and his tone is flat: “I can see that your little friend likes you. I’m sorry.

“I say you don’t like this one. You like this one. I live. I’m sorry.

I don’t have words to choke.

Shen-hyun and I have been in love and very few people know about it.

That was two years ago, and now it’s me who’s confused, so it’s only a short time, of course, if meeting in bed is a relationship.

I asked Shen, “Did you tell him that we were in love?” I’m sorry.

Shen Qun said, “Yes, can’t we? I’m sorry.

…he’s hopeless.

And We pressed on the fire and said, “Are you more childish than Zira?” Shen, we made it clear that it had not happened, and I took you, or else you changed the company and next time I left you. I’m sorry.

Shen Siu smiled, “Why?” Pain in him? I’m still in the middle of my face. What’s Qiqi? You’re really getting worse. I’m sorry.

I just hung up.

I rubbed my temple, and I felt he was lying, and he understood. It now seems impossible to do so, and cold treatment is left to itself.

He has to understand that nothing is more important than his future, especially here, and nothing is more important than his worth.

I went to the hospital.

Qilong called me when he came in the door and said, “Win, I’m a little confused. I’m sorry.

“I’m sorry, I was… I was out of my mind, I was impulsive and never again, I promise. I’m sorry.

I sat by his bed.

“Zilong, I know why you’re angry. I won’t look into this again. I’m sorry.

“When you met me when you were 16, I could understand the inertia of your dependence on me.

The light in his eyes was slowly extinguished, and he held my wrist and stood in pain.

He’s a little shaking, and he’s got one thing to do: “Don’t treat me like a child again, okay? I’m sorry.

“I didn’t want you to know that I never thought about it. I’m sorry.

“But my feelings, that’s true, I can tell between dependency and love. I’m sorry.

“Don’t devalue it. I’m sorry.

I don’t know what to say.

“I’ll prove it to you at the top. I’m sorry.

My name comes out of his mouth, the wind, like, can’t hold.

“…take a good rest. I’m sorry.

I turned away.

Zilong went on a tour without a few days’ rest, and I got his directs and back on various video platforms.

Wherever he was in the stage, he was a well-deserved visual focus, a delicate, aggressive face smiling at times, squeezing face management, a good look, a strong, fluent dance. Killing part is a wave on the floor called “three seconds to kill.”

The previous black reviews were diluted and the number of Qiqi fans began to swell.

It’s getting colder and late for winter.

A few days later, I was leaving work at 8-9, and I was about to go into the neighborhood and see a black Bentley by the roadside.

The license plate is familiar.

The next second, a man got out of the car in a velvet dress, wearing a cap and a mask.

I didn’t recognize it until I got close, Zilong.

He should have been on the axis for a long time, and his voice was a little tired. I’m sorry.

“What are you doing here? I’m sorry.

“I have something to show you in the car. I’m sorry.

I was a little confused, and then I walked over, and I saw a three-story cake in the back of the car, with a nice, warm candle and a nicely packed rose.

Zilong pulled a pudding dog out of his arms and whispered, “Happy birthday, Wenwei.” I’m sorry.

I’m trapped in a warm embrace.

3

I smell clean tea.

To tell you the truth, I’m a little confused and open my mouth is ruining the obscurity: “What kind of perfume is it? I’m sorry.

Put your head down on my shoulder.

“The smell of laundry, you like it, you keep using it.” I’m sorry.

I’m dry.

Qiqiang said, “I was afraid to write to you during the tour, lest you would ignore me, and I would be sad.” I’m sorry.

“Sister, I miss you so much. I’m sorry.

His low voice slammed into my eardrum, and I lost my mind.

That makes sense.

And I was in a state where I lifted up my face, and I saw his eyes so bright in the night as to melt into a thin river of stars.

His eyes were so focused that he gave me the illusion that his world was just me.

His eyes descended on my lips.

I pushed him away.

“It’s late, Zilong. You should go back. I’m sorry.

I’ve been dreaming all night. I’ve been dreaming.

Finally, I dreamt I’d kiss my sister, so hard I couldn’t breathe.

I woke up a second before I was suffocating.

Qilong gave me a 30th birthday, but he’s 22, a kid.

It’s really impossible. I feel an anxiety.

Things are getting out of my grip.

I should be in love, let Qi give up, let me change my mood.

Where do you find a lover?

A blind date.

None of them can do it.

I was quick to pick one out of the high-quality men that my mother had recommended to me, and I added wi-fi.

It’s my ideal choice.

The next day, I had a lunch at a restaurant next to the company.

It’s the kind of man who’s so steady, dressed up, very careful to drive my door, ask questions and find no fault.

It’s an Internet business, but it doesn’t have that kind of learning and even our movie tastes are similar.

We had a great time.

The sound of the evening came out of the back: “Hey, Sister Wen, you too are eating here.” I’m sorry.

I turned my head, and I was about to talk, and I couldn’t see the mood in the eyes of the face-to-face with the night.

I squeaked.

He stood up and sat at our table.

“Win, can we eat together? I’m sorry.

I was about to say no, and all the others said, “This is your colleague. That’s all right. I’m sorry.

My eyebrow beats.

And he pointed to the garlic chop, and said: Sister, I remember you not eating garlic. I’m sorry.

I didn’t speak, and I was ashamed to look at me: “You didn’t say, I didn’t know about it.” I’m sorry.

Zilong pointed at my unmoved corn juice: “What are you doing with the ice during the physiology? I’ll get you some ginger tea. I’m sorry.

We said: “Enough, Quijun. Who do you think you are? I’m sorry.

4

Air freezes.

Look at me, I look at him.

It seems that all seems to have figured out what this is all about, and that Qi has declared before him my sovereignty.

He said to Qiqiang, “Sorry, can you give us a little space?” I’m sorry.

Qilong ignored him and suddenly carried my whole hand up the next second.

It’s spinning.

And then I got angry.

What’s going on?

I got stuck in the back of the car and he closed the door.

“What are you doing? Are you sick? Are you out of your mind? I’m sorry.

“I’m awake. I’m sorry.

Hands above me, we’re less than 10 centimeters away.

The danger alarm is ringing in my head.

We said: Qiqiang! You say that thou art not a child, but that it is for the adults to bear the consequences. I’m sorry.

Zilong’s voice became dumb; “Sister, I’m so jealous. I’m sorry.

“Where am I worse than him?”

“You touch, I’m in good shape, I have abs.” I look better than him. Why can’t you see me? I’m sorry.

He’s getting closer to me, and I’m trying to step back and my eyes are darkening.

He turned me forward and kissed me hard on my lips.

My breath was immediately taken from me and my brain died on the spot.

I tasted a tear of salt.

The one with red eyes is as if he had been bewitched by some heaven.

I didn’t have a problem. What did he do?

I was holding on to my anger: Qiwei, you thought I was playing with you, right? I’m sorry.

And he took hold of my hand, and whispered, “I just want you to see me, and you see others.” I’m sorry.

And I drew out my hand, and said, “Do I have anything to do with you in my eyes?” I’m sorry.

Qilong shut up.

We said: Qiqim, I am eight years older than you. I’m sorry.

Quijun said, “It’s not 18 years old. I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

I said, “You’re an artist, you know what I mean? I’m your boss, we can’t fall in love. I’m sorry.

Quijun said, “We can make it public. I’m sorry.

I said, “Publicly? You’re not qualified for a relationship right now, you know? I’m sorry.

Qiqim said, “I will make you a lot of money, and then I will be entitled.” I’m sorry.

The next day’s hot search number one: #Girl in the car #

I woke up by the phone.

“Win, it’s over! This son of a bitch is trying to kill himself! He and his girlfriend were shot! I’m sorry.

I’m an inspiration, scared to wake up.

“You said, “What was filmed? I’m sorry.

And he said, “Did I not tell you that Qiqiu was like a girlfriend? I asked you to give him guidance. Isn’t he the one who listens to you?” What’s going on? I’m sorry.

I was silent for half a day and said, “It was I who was the woman. I’m sorry.

I’m not talking anymore.

“Damn, this guy likes you? I’m sorry.

“You… you talked? Come on, Winn, it’s all the same. I’m on PR. I’m sorry.

I turned on the tweet.

Opens the hot search with the word “explosive” and the video is full of water marks, but Ziqi’s back is very clear, and his side looks a little bit, and I’m blocked for the most part and only long hair. In the video, the man bowed and kissed another person for three minutes and twenty seconds.

The paparazzi seem to have tried hard to magnify the camera, but my face has become blurred and invisible.

I’m relieved.

A letter was sent to Chen Zhong, saying that Qiqi would be finished if he refused to admit it, and a lawyer sent a letter saying that they were lying. I’m sorry.

5

I underestimated the crazyness of Qiwei’s girlfriend powder.

Some bastard rice ran to the door of Zilong’s house.

Qiqiu called me: “Sir, I can’t stay at home I can’t go out, and it’s like they’re listening to me. I’m sorry.

I’m down in my mind.

Qiqiu said, “What if I went to your house for a few days? I’m sorry.

I see. Qilong wanted to enter the room under this pretext.

“No, I can’t.” I’m sorry.

The next second my doorbell rang, and as soon as I saw Zilong standing at my door with a suitcase.

All right, cool.

I opened the door, and my eyes were bright, as if everything had been right: “Seon, have you taken me in?” I’m sorry.

“When did you get so thick? I’m sorry.

And Qiqi said, “I know that you have a knife and a tofu, and will not leave me alone.” I’m sorry.

He used to open my fridge.

Sister, there’s no food. I’m sorry.

Zilong really thinks he’s my family.

“I don’t take care of your food.” I’m sorry.

Ziqi, who blinked, as if he could not understand Chinese, asked, “What do we eat at night?” I’m sorry.

Did Qiqiang think I had no choice?

I approached him cold-faced until I reached the table.

We said: Eat of you. I’m sorry.

And his face was red, and he held my wrist in a panic, and he supported us: “Wasn’t it a little too soon, sister?” I’m sorry.

I said, “Didn’t you have the guts? I’m sorry.

Qilong doesn’t talk anymore.

I thought, “Baby, fight me.”

Dinner’s still chorus, I went out to buy.

Tastes good. Zilong wanted me to compliment him. I said he should do it.

I’m hiding on the sofa and watching all kinds of art.

Shen called me and said, “You know, Qiwei is going abroad to learn music, you know? I’m sorry.

I looked at the closed bathroom door.

“None. I’m sorry.

“It doesn’t look like your little friend has to stay with you.” I’m sorry.

And I said, “Shem, concentrate on your career, do a good trick and don’t talk to me every day.” I’m sorry.

Shen didn’t go on, he said, “I’ve got about 10 minutes to come to your house and we’ll have a drink. I’m sorry.

I’m taking my hands off the phone and I’m silent.

Qilong is still at home.

These two don’t fight.

Shen said, “What? You’re not going to do it anymore?”

“What are you doing here? Some other time. I’m sorry.

Shen said, “I’m almost there, and I brought you the wine you like. I’m sorry.

Zilong’s waist was covered with a towel.

He asked, “Who are you calling?” I’m sorry.

As if Shen heard on the other side of the phone, he asked me, “Who is next to you?” I’m sorry.

I’m a little confused. What do we do now?

I’ve got my heart crossed. Forget it.

And We said to Shen, ‘Don’t come to my house.’ I’m sorry.

Shen’s quiet over there.

I hung up.

Qilong sat next to me and said, “Why is Shen looking for you so late? I’m sorry.

I’m upset. It’s really hard to live in my house.

I said, “Go back to your house tomorrow.” I’m sorry.

“I’m not sure what I’m talking about. I’m sorry.

I don’t bother to answer.

“You’re afraid he’s mistaken?”

Hold my wrist and my eyes are dark.

“You still like him?”

I have nothing to say, get up and walk into the bedroom.

Qilong was thrown behind me.

For half a day, he appeared in front of the bedroom and was dressed.

“I’m going. I’m sorry.

His eyes are red, but his voice is cold.

I wrinkled.

“What are you doing? I’m sorry.

And he said, “What am I?” I’m sorry.

The air is silent.

“I’m nothing. I’m no match for your date. I’m no match for you. I’m sorry.

He looked down and wiped his eyes.

I want to say something to comfort him or to reason with him.

But I gave up.

Come on, Zilong, get as far away from me as possible, don’t you think?

Six.

It’s been too long since I talked.

Zilong closed the door and left.

After a few days, I was asked in a complicated manner: “Win, are you and Zilong having a problem?” I’m sorry.

I said, “Where is the contradiction?” I’m sorry.

He said, “He didn’t want to go abroad before he died, but suddenly he changed his tongue.” I’m sorry.

I was silent, and I said, “That’s good. I’m sorry.

“Just a couple of days, maybe a year or two. I’ll have dinner with them tomorrow night. You coming? Zilong would like to see you before leaving. I’m sorry.

I nod my head: “Okay. I’m sorry.

I’m sitting next to the Queen.

He’s quieter than ever. He’s not making a sound at dinner.

They’re having a good time. We’re like two disharmony sounds in a score.

Zilong. I’m sorry.

I called him.

He put his hands in the food and pretended not to hear it.

So I stopped trying to communicate.

I’m gonna drive home after dinner.

Qiwei called me, “Sister. I’m sorry.

I turned and looked at him.

“I’ll just say one word, do you have that little, little, like me? I’m sorry.

He was wrapped up in the night, surrounded by a fall, and the light was on his side, and he saw no emotion.

He gave me a lot of love, but only wanted a little bit from me.

I’m a less inflaming person, but I can’t suddenly avoid myself at this moment.

Actually, Qilong has always been special to me.

So many times I was soft on him.

I just wouldn’t admit it.

Stand in front of me until I answer.

I was close to him, stomping on his side of the face, touching away.

Snow began to fall, floating in the dark lights of the road.

“This is what I understand.” I’m sorry.

His eyes were bright, and he showed me the whole thing.

The next second he picked me up and sat in the car.

The kisses fell.

He’s not breathing. I pushed him.

Zilong, enough.

The hairy twirls rubbing in my face, and the temperature is just right.

His voice was dumb: “Windwig, I didn’t want to like you anymore.” I’m sorry.

“You’re too bad for me. I’m sorry.

“But I still like it. I’m sorry.

I was so numb, ready to get off him.

He took me back in his arms.

“I don’t want to leave the country, sister. I want to stay with you. I’m afraid you’ll be taken away. I’m sorry.

Then We comforted him, saying, “Be good, I will come to you.” I’m sorry.

I’m in my arms, and it’s like, “Well. I’m sorry.

7

It’s three months from now.

I flew to England, standing under his dorm, and I was gonna surprise him, but the phone couldn’t make it.

No way. I had to call Chen.

“What’s Zilong’s trip today? Why is his phone never working? I’m sorry.

There was some noise at the end of the night, and he said, “Sister Wen, there are some special circumstances, and Qiwei is now in rescue. I’m sorry.

I’m going down hard.

I heard my voice, “What’s going on?” I’m sorry.

Chen Song said, “They had a small meeting in the center of town today, but one of the cranes went off and fell right off the middle of the air. I’m sorry.

I can’t think.

Qiqi was standing under the arm, and passed out. I’m sorry.

I flew to the hospital.

The rescue room was a red light. I saw Chen’s night sitting there smoking, and a pile of cigarettes.

I asked him, “How long has it been? I’m sorry.

“It’s been two hours. I’m sorry.

I suddenly felt a panic to lose and then a fire broke out of me, and I yelled:

“You don’t check the equipment! What for? Of course there’s an accident for an artist! I’m sorry.

“I’m sorry, Sister Wen, I…”

I waved my hand, and I was upset to interrupt him: “If something happens to Qiqiang, don’t do it in the press.” I’m sorry.

Half an hour later, the doctor came out of there.

He said: “There is no danger to life, but there are fractures in the ankles and knees that require hospitalization for rehabilitation. I’m sorry.

Well, there’s no danger to life, and I’m finally relieved.

Qiqiang was introduced with anaesthetic.

He saw me in a blur and said, “Sister.” I’m sorry.

And We held his hand and said, “I am, I am. I’m sorry.

8

Many journalists were blocked in front of the hospital.

I’ll leave it to him. I’ll stay in the ward to take care of Qiqi.

He saw me sitting by his bed, and his first reaction was to strangle himself: “I am not dreaming, am I?” I’m sorry.

I asked him, “How do you feel now? I’m sorry.

He said, “I wish I had seen you. I’m sorry.

I snored and gave him a spoon of porridge to his mouth: “It’s all broken, okay? I’m sorry.

“Sorry, sister. I’m sorry.

I said, “What is wrong with you?” I’m sorry.

“I can’t dance on stage for months. I’m sorry.

He dragged white sheets and whispered to me, “Do you think I’m useless?” I’m sorry.

I wrinkled and said, “Don’t say that, get better.” I’m sorry.

Qiqiang stopped talking and looked at me quietly.

Then, after a while, he pulled me into his arms, and bowed his head, and said, “Son, kiss me, okay? I miss you so much. I’m sorry.

And his low voice fell upon us, and he carried with him a sedition without a name.

And I turned my head, and said, “This is it, and I want to kiss.” I’m sorry.

♪ Fall down next soft kiss. ♪

“Kiss me and it won’t hurt. I’m sorry.

The plaster will not be removed until a month later.

He asked me to bathe him.

We said, “Your hand is not broken. I’m sorry.

And he looked upon me with pity, and said: Sister. I’m sorry.

…Okay, okay.

There was fog in the bathroom.

Zilong was stuck in the tub and put out with a plaster on his leg.

He’s got red eyes on his face.

I said, “What are you shy of? I’m sorry.

He said, ‘You have seen me naked, and you are responsible.’ I’m sorry.

I’m like, “Not just looking at the light, I’m going to touch it all.” I’m sorry.

When I took him out of the bathroom, he totally ignored me.

Kids.

Zilong was injured and did not participate in their group activities.

After some time, the Internet began to be full of gossip.

Says he’s a little white-faced by a rich woman who sells his body in exchange for resources, and there’s some pictures of the p going around.

Even in the heat of the search, the words #Qiqi was taken over.

How did it happen when Zilong was injured?

My instinct tells me that it was deliberately intended to prevent Ziqiang from continuing.

Qilong saw it too.

I asked him if he had any enemies recently, and he said no.

I can only use a few contacts to find out what was behind these rumours.

That familiar ip address, Shen.

Shen has been very cold to me ever since she knew I was with Zilong.

I’m almost on duty with him, not in private.

I didn’t think he’d make that up.

I think it’s a little ridiculous. Qilong said he’d go to Shen for a solution.

I pointed to his leg, “How to fix it? I’m sorry.

Qiqiang was a little angry: “She is certainly jealous of me, and I don’t want you to contact him.” I’m sorry.

And We touched his head: “Listen to me, I will take care of this, and you will be safe.” I’m sorry.

And Zizen dragged me and said: I do not want. I’m sorry.

I said, “Believe me, will you? I’ll take care of it. I’m sorry.

9

“Let’s talk. I’m sorry.

She laughed, and said, “Didn’t you go abroad to find your little friend?” Why did you think of me? I’m sorry.

I didn’t turn around: “Sun, don’t do anything you shouldn’t do, you’ll throw stones at your feet. I’m sorry.

She was silent for a moment and said, “Come to my house, we will talk. I’m sorry.

Ten minutes later, I ring the bell.

Shen opened the door slowly and looked down at me: “A rare guest.” I’m sorry.

I didn’t give a shit about him.

Then Shen grabbed me from behind and whispered, “We lived together a few years ago, and you wouldn’t be so cold to me.” I’m sorry.

I’m cold-faced: “Shum, let go. I’m sorry.

Shen held me even tighter.

“Don’t you know? I’m sorry.

” body, heart. Don’t you know the difference? I’m sorry.

“Let’s try it again. I won’t tell Qiqiu, okay? I’m sorry.

I don’t want to answer that.

“Why are you so clear about me? You and Qilong are not even like we were. I’m sorry.

The breath of silence spills over my neck.

I broke out of his arms, and I said, “Sam, are you possessed? I’m sorry.

“I’m a demon.” I’m sorry.

I took a deep breath: “Do you know what’s going on?” I’m sorry.

Shen’s answer was quick: yes, I did. I’m sorry.

I asked, “Did you buy the black and hot? I’m sorry.

Shen Nods.

I closed my eyes: “For what?” I’m sorry.

She said, “He is not worthy to prove it. I’m sorry.

And I restrained myself from the urge of scolding, and said, “When this play is settled, you shall have another broker, and I will not be able to bring you.” I’m sorry.

“These rumours, the company will deal with them, and if there’s another time, don’t blame me for discrediting you, you know my methods. I’m sorry.

After that, I turned away.

Shen Sheng stopped me: “Wen Wen Wee, we started wrong, right? I’m sorry.

I put it down: “No mistake … it’s just — it’s all over.” I’m sorry.

Rumours are still powerful.

Qiqi’s personal letters and comments have been characterized by verbal abuse, which has become difficult to hear and has even escalated to physical attacks.

I told Zilong not to go online for some time, but he was more resistant than I thought, and consoled me:

“Sister, don’t bother me. I can handle this. I’m sorry.

It’s another New Year’s Day, and Zilong’s studies in England are almost over.

Who knows he came home early.

I saw a photo of Qi Yi at the airport on social media, and Qi Yi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi

At 1:30 in the morning, my doorbell rang.

I opened the door and threw myself up and put my whole person in his arms.

I’m wrapped in familiar tea, fresh and dry.

“Sister, miss you so much. I’m sorry.

“Alas, it’s still not the New Year’s Bell, but happy New Year. I’m sorry.

“Happy New Year, little boy.” I’m sorry.

That night, he lay lying on my bed, and his eyes were wet, and he supported us: “Nun, I will not.” I’m sorry.

And I kissed his lips and said: “It’s okay, sister taught you. I’m sorry.

10

Qiqiang recently joined a film in which he played a negative role.

I saw that he was really good for the big screen and that he was very good at being in love, and I didn’t know why he and another actress were suddenly fired from the CP.

Qiqiang was angry, and he said that these people were doing CPs to himself.

And I comforted him by saying, “It’s okay, can’t CP powder also give you more? I’m sorry.

Zilong was buried in my neck, bored: “But CP with my sister, we are real.” I’m sorry.

I thought Qiqi was just saying, but he was crazy.

At the film launch, he said, “I would like to show you today that I have a girlfriend, that we have a stable relationship, that we wish to receive your blessing, and that I will continue my efforts to bring you a good work and a good stage. I’m sorry.

I just fell under the stage.

When I got to the stage, I picked up the microphone, and I said, “I’m just kidding, I’m talking about my girlfriend in the play, and I hope you don’t get me wrong. I’m sorry.

Zilong held my waist and whispered, “Sister, if I kiss you now, is my future finished? If she only cared about money, I’d rather destroy myself. I’m sorry.

After that, he kissed me.

Quick door at the same time.

I pushed him away and tried to stay calm: “We would like to buy the photo at a high price, friends of the media present. I’m sorry.

And he laughed and said: “O sister, you will be foolish, and this is a live broadcast.” I’m sorry.

After that, he picked up the microphone: “I understand, my girlfriend is shy, but I love her. I’m sorry.

“Whether it was before, now or in the future. I’m sorry.

Look into my eyes as young as ever.

Zilong has a picture of us holding hands, two custom couple rings.

The following comments are excellent.

“Looks like he’s a little brother in love. I’m sorry.

“The wolf dog is a milk dog, right? I’m sorry.

“Why isn’t your sister-in-law in the mirror? I’m sorry.

“This looks like a face. I’m sorry.

He simply cannot restrain himself from proving to the world that we are together.

I said he’s a kid. He can’t change his mind.

So he played with my hand and whispered, “Do you like it and pretend it.” I’m sorry.

We said, “Who says that he hates children like you who do not know how thick they are? I’m sorry.

Kiss my hand, rub it in the chest, warm it.

“Sister. I’m sorry.

He called me and I looked at him.

“So much like you. I’m sorry.

I’m a little hot in the face.

That’s what kids say every day.

And I answered him, “Me too. I’m sorry.

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