Mr. Haugh, he’s a sick man.

Mr. Haugh, he’s a sick man.

I regret it.

But when I’m honest as my governess.

I don’t want to borrow Hossian’s computer to change the paper.

I don’t know about this man who’s cold and doesn’t laugh.

The computer is full of my videos and photos.

Wait, wait, wait.

“Honey”?

The first autumn’s suburbs were a bit cold and came down from a truck, and the rain had fallen from the sky.

I started with a backup umbrella in the bag.

Look at the heavy rain spots on the ground and walk fast towards the side of the hillside.

The station is one kilometre away from the villa, and the road is difficult.

Winds are growing, rain is pouring on the body, umbrellas are like no.

I’m studying, I’m on my own, and on holidays I’m on a tutor’s allowance.

And my students live in a very remote villa on the hillside.

It takes me more than an hour to come.

But it’s good to be paid well and far away.

I walked for half an hour with a growing wind and finally climbed his door.

I watched a few black umbrellas on the parachute, and I hung my little blue umbrella on the tar.

This is the tenth umbrella.

Every time it rains, my umbrella will be here. Next time, it’ll be gone.

But I can’t afford to take an umbrella.

Probably threw it away. I didn’t mean to come back.

Just this time, remember to take it away.

The door was opened and a middle-aged woman smiled and greeted me.

It’s Auntie Qin who opened the door. She’s the maid. She’s very kind.

I sorted out a terrible sign.

Just about to take off your muddy shoes and change your slippers before you find your socks wet.

Auntie Qin saw me in a mess and helped me clean my shoes.

I’ll get you a towel and slippers. I’m sorry.

I smiled and noded: “Please, Aunt Qin. I’m sorry.

When people left, I immediately took off my wet socks and put them in a little plastic bag and threw them in a garbage can at the door.

He stood barefoot and waited at the gate.

Squeak!

The woody stairwells are whispering.

I looked up, and I saw a man on the stairs with a cold face.

Men look up and that’s when they walk down the stairs.

That well-dressed black suit on his body seemed to be leaving.

I politely nod my head: Mr. Haugh. I’m sorry.

He saw me standing in front of the door, looking at me with wet legs and toes.

“Mr. Ip came by? I’m sorry.

The man’s voice is indifferent and I’m embarrassed to shrink my toes.

“Yes, there are stations nearby. I’m sorry.

At first he mentioned sending a car to pick me up, and I refused.

I’m a little unsatisfied to have the boss pick up.

The man stopped asking questions, and he approached the stool sitting at the Gate to change shoes.

It’s not too much. They’re just a metre away.

As he bends over, it’s a cold fragrance.

I got out of the way.

The man bended to prepare the face of his shoes, and I even felt his breath pounced into his calves.

A few drops of rain fell from my legs and I stood by myself.

After a while, Auntie Qin came back and handed me a towel and a pair of sands.

I’m relieved. I’ll get it.

The man had changed his shoes and his aunt was busy putting on his coat.

“Take Mr. Ye to the bathroom and wash. Don’t catch cold. I’m sorry.

“Yes, sir. I’m sorry.

And I was like, “But small…”

The men bowed to their heads and were wearing their collars: “No hurry, Osaka will be back later today.” I’m sorry.

The man’s words are irrefutable, and I’m busy nodding thanks.

The man was just leaving, suddenly staring at the garbage bag on the ground.

“Give me the trash, I’ll take it out. I’m sorry.

I’ll do it. I’m sorry.

“It’s cold, you’re old, don’t blow the wind. I’m sorry.

Auntie Qin smiled and stood up and handed the garbage from the door to the man.

I looked at the empty garbage bag and only my socks were taken by men.

There’s a slight difference in heart.

It’s cold all the way, and I’m in a warm tub, and I’m so relieved to breathe.

The man I saw at the door was called Hossian, his uncle.

I can’t even see him today. It’s a coincidence.

He said that his parents were abroad and that he had always been with him.

And Hosquieu is a man who is serious, he is not laughing, and he is a man who treats him strictly.

Vanity always calls him a single old man, an antique.

I can’t hear a word of Hossier in the mouth anyway.

I shook my head until it was cold.

I just got out of the tub.

This bathroom is in the guest room on the second floor, sometimes at too late.

Hosquill will ask Auntie Qin to stay here and leave the next morning.

So the bathroom, by accident, added some skins.

I don’t know if it was Qin or Hosquiet.

But it’s probably not as sweet as Hossier’s.

I’m just getting dressed and I’m coming out of the guest room.

Auntie Qin made tea for me: “Sit down first. The young master hasn’t come out of school. I’m sorry.

I looked at the watch: “It’s 9:00, he’s not out of school yet? I’m sorry.

Huo-ran’s a senior and he’s getting late.

Even so, Hosquieu has to keep him up to his studies, and it’s no wonder he can’t stop complaining.

It’s nine o’clock today, and I don’t think we’re going to make it tonight.

Aunt Qin shook her head: “I don’t know. Mr. Qin just left for school.

I noded, “It’s a heavy school, and I think the teacher has something to say. I’m sorry.

Aunt Qin smiled and noded at her head: “Teacher Ip taught me well. I’m sorry.

“The young master’s grades are up to the 20th grade, and the teacher also said that this would not be a problem in the future. I’m sorry.

I laughed and shook my head: “It was also Mr. Huo who kept his eyes on him, otherwise he could not do it alone.” I’m sorry.

I’ll wait in the hall.

Not long ago, a message came from the phone.

It was the professor who gave me the dissertation, and I looked at it, and there were several pages.

This paper is due tomorrow, and it’s a good thing it’s late today, or it’s too late to change.

I immediately took the computer out of the bag, and who knows when it’s on?

I wrinkled my eyebrow, but I didn’t react.

And look again, there’s a few drops of rain coming out of the side of the keyboard.

Where are you going with your computer?

I looked up to my aunt, who had just delivered a plate of Qin’s snack from the kitchen.

“Sorry, Auntie Qin, can I borrow Mr. Huo’s computer? I’m sorry.

Aunt Qin called Hosquill first, but didn’t get through.

Auntie Qin was anxious to see me, so she took me into Hosquill’s study at the end of the second floor.

“You don’t let the young master play with your computer, so only the study is available. I’m sorry.

“Mr. Ye’s phone hasn’t been answered, but it wouldn’t be too bad if Mr. Ye needed it. I’m sorry.

I hesitated, “Why don’t we wait for Mr. Huo to answer the phone?” I’m sorry.

Aunt Qin smiled at the dust shield that opened the desk.

“Sir doesn’t use this computer on a day-to-day basis. His notebooks are in his briefcase. I’m sorry.

I just noded my head and took out the mobile hard drive in the backpack.

It’s a good thing my papers are on the hard drive or I’ll be blind.

I turned on the computer and plugged in the hard drive.

Auntie Qin saw me start doing business and brought in tea and snacks.

“Don’t be too hard, eat something, take a break. I’m sorry.

I was so busy saying, “You’re too kind. I’ll change something for a while. It won’t take long. I’m sorry.

“I won’t bother you, I’ll tell you when the young master comes back.” I’m sorry.

The door was closed, and there was only my banging in the library.

It’s been an hour since I finally finished.

It’s been so long.

Is everything all right?

I’m going to send the e-mail first and ask about it later.

I opened the e-mail and found out the computer was off the Internet.

I scratched my head, I clicked on the network and looked at the wireless.

There are two networks, one with a password and the other without a password.

I’m connected to an uncoded network, sending the paper to the professor’s mailbox.

I’m going to light up the system’s main drive, and I’m going to pull my moving hard drive out.

His hand slipped, but he lit another memory.

I was about to quit, but I found a folder in the hard drive with the word “wife.”

What’s this?

I’ve been thinking about all kinds of possibilities for a moment.

I’m the one who’s got that folder opened, and there’s so many videos coming.

I stunned, and I just lit a video and found out it was a surveillance video that I had taught myself in Horran’s room.

Surveillance?

Hossler’s been doing this to supervise his studies?

What kind of model uncle is this?

I lit another video and watched the people in the picture take a bath in the tub.

I was cold and stood up from my seat.

Is that me?

I suspect I was mistaken, and I’d like to take a closer look.

All of a sudden, the sound of footsteps and the voice of aunt Qin came out.

Hossler’s voice came from outside the door. I’m sorry.

Aunt Qin said: “Senior Ye’s computer is broken and he is using the library computer to change his thesis. I’m sorry.

“The library computer.” I’m sorry.

Auntie Qin said, “Yes, I think Mr. Ip is in a hurry, so…

As soon as the voice fell, the footsteps were slowly approaching.

I was scared to turn off the video and quit the folder.

That’s not enough. I opened a paper in my hard drive and deleted half of what I pretended to be writing.

Just as the library door was about to be opened.

I’ll lay down on the table and pretend to sleep.

The library door was suddenly opened, and the other one stunned.

Then a distant, cold sound sounded.

Mr. Ye?

I’m not moving on the table.

I didn’t respond. Hossian’s down.

“Uncle Qin, go clean up the guest room. I’m sorry.

“Yes, sir.

The footsteps were ringing and Aunt Qin left.

I’ll just go back to sleep and wait for Hossler to leave and turn off the computer.

But after half a day, there was no sound.

Tick, tick.

The clock on the wall was still running, and the air in the study room was as solid as ever.

Quietly, the foot of the door was ringing, and my fingertips shrunk.

Gone?

No, he’s coming!

I listened to the step getting closer, and the last step came around behind me and stopped.

I feel a cold line of sight behind my back.

With the warm touch near the back.

The familiar fragrance is full of nasal cavities.

I’m a stiff.

Hosny seems to be looking at the computer screen behind me.

The mouse next to the arm moved, and there were small clicks.

Yeah, he’s watching.

See if I can find that folder!

There’s something wrong with that folder.

For a very long time, with the sound of the computer off, a warm breath suddenly came close to the ear.

Hossian seems to be watching if I’m actually asleep, and the warm breath blows a little bit of the ear.

I pretended to sleep and tried to keep my breath even, but my heart mentioned my voice.

The next second, Hossian’s a little squeaky low-pitched into the eardrum.

“Mr. Ye, sleep here, it’ll catch cold. I’m sorry.

I’m breathing for a second.

Found?

Just as I hesitated to pretend to wake up suddenly light.

Hossler grabbed me out of the chair.

I can’t open my eyes, I just feel like he’s holding me around the computer table and walking out of the library.

Hossler put me in the guest room.

The next second, the bed on the side was down, and I felt someone sitting next to me.

A cold hand rubbing my side of the face, and I’m holding on.

Qin’s voice was ringing in due course: “Sir, those ginger teas, she barely drank…”

The hand stopped on my face and immediately withdrew.

He whispered, “I know. I’m sorry.

Ginger tea?

Did I just have a problem with my tea?

I just remembered that every time I stayed, my aunt made me a hot drink.

And every time I finish, I go to sleep.

No wonder Hossler didn’t suspect me just now.

“Get some rest, too. I’m sorry.

“Yes, sir.”

And suddenly the bed was light, and as the footsteps were scattered,

The lights went out, the doors were closed and the room was completely quiet.

I was relieved and opened my eyes.

There are at least 50 Gs in the memory disks just misdirected.

And there’s only one folder in the memory.

How can Hossler be a pervert, putting a camera in his house and sneaking all these videos.

I was sitting on my bed.

I can’t. We have to run. We have to go to the police.

Call the police.

I frown and lie back.

The police opened the case, the video was still on his computer and the ginger tea was taken.

What about the evidence?

Looks like we have to go back to the study.

I had my cell phone in my room, staring at my eyes until 2:00 in the morning.

At 2:00 a.m., I immediately went out to the door and I heard the noise outside.

There was a dead silence outside the door.

They should all be asleep.

So I got the nerve to open the guest room.

Hossier’s room was next to the library, at a time when Hostle’s door was closed.

Confirm security.

I was afraid the shoes were too loud, so I took off the slippers and walked out of the room barefoot and closed the door.

Then, step by step, walking gently towards the library at the end of the corridor.

It’s still fresh in the library, except for the fact that the computer was again covered with dust and the lights were turned off.

Ginger tea and snacks were also taken from the table.

Looks like we’re just gonna have to open the computer again to save evidence.

I was afraid to turn on the light, just to close the door to the library and turn the computer on again.

This time, I finally saw the full picture of the video in the folder.

It is not surprising.

Every video, without exception, is me.

I used my phone to record video evidence and shut down the computer again.

At that point, there were clear footsteps.

Someone’s coming.

I immediately covered the dust shield and looked around.

There was no place to hide, and it ended up under the computer table.

It’s 2:00. Why would anyone come to the study?

As the study door was opened, someone walked in.

Listen to me again.

I’m under the table and I’m taking a breath out of my heart.

Why did he lock the door?

As the footsteps approached, a pair of male slippers stopped in front of them.

It’s Hossier.

The dark silk bathing robe fell on the calf, and the familiar fragrance was thicker, with a bit of humidity.

It’s like just taking a shower.

I’m hiding under a computer table, and I’m afraid I might leak a little bit.

The person before him was sitting in a computer chair, undetected, with a bending knee less than an inch away from himself.

The computer was opened, and the fluorescent light on the screen soared the scene.

With the screen flashing.

The hands of two bones are clear and the bathrobe is detached.

I was staring at less than an inch.

I feel like I’m “beeping” my head.

Blow it up.

Time seems to be stretched indefinitely.

I’m under the table and every minute feels like a year.

Men’s repressed voices come from above from time to time.

I close my eyes and I can’t look at the crazy scene.

“Father!

Who would have thought that this man, who doesn’t laugh at all?

My name is being whispered over and over at this time, trying to climb the next peak.

With my eyes in my eyes, I pushed for countless possibilities that would not create such a situation.

I want to go. I’m just a part-time tutor.

Why do I have to do this?

Listening to my voice in the video, my fragile spirit woke up.

No, I can’t wait.

This is now the key evidence that must be recorded in order to truly protect itself.

I opened my eyes to the cell phone and clicked on the video of the crazy scene.

In the dim library, the light on the computer screen is clear.

It was only when he completely lost control of his cell phone screen that I shivered to end the recording.

For a long time, a little bit of a wet towel sounded.

The computer was shut down and the person in front was raised and again tied to a bathrobe.

Are you finally leaving?

I took my breath quietly.

When I saw the people in front of me taking their feet off, I was forced to change them.

The next second, the person in front of you suddenly stepped back and fell right in front of me.

I’m looking at people who suddenly appear in front of me, and there’s no brain.

Hossian stood up to the top of the table and looked down at me.

Mr. Ye? You haven’t seen enough?”

Listen to him.

He knew I was here.

Knowing I was there, but not stopping.

He did it on purpose.

I can’t think about it any more.

But there’s no turning back under the table.

He raised his hand at me, and I immediately turned away.

The next second, the cold tip crossed my forehead and slowly wiped something.

It was only then that I discovered that my forehead was a little sticky.

Hossian’s fingertips were grazed in my forehead, and a few morbid fascinations were found in the eyes.

“Poor, I’m getting dirty. I’m sorry.

I’m not even going to look at him again.

With the cracking.

The cell phone fell from the arms to the ground.

I was surprised that I was going to pick it up, but I watched the other hand climb first and pick up my phone.

When I thought there was something important on my phone, I jumped on it.

Give it back!

I just reached out and I was caught, and Hossler held my hand and forced to unlock the phone.

I got up again and tried to fight, but he grabbed me in the wrist and put me on the ground with one hand.

His wrist was crushed to death and he could not move.

I was forced to kneel on my knees and stood up and watched Hosquieu open an album in front of me.

He dropped his finger on the phone screen and watched my phone album.

He slipped into a photo of me and Linkawa.

“Friend?” I’m sorry.

I looked at him and said, “This is an invasion of privacy! I’m sorry.

He ignores me and his fingers continue to slide.

Looks like he saw something interesting, and he swiped me.

“Have some fun. I’m sorry.

I’m all red.

The wrists were sore that Hossian grabbed my hand.

I was in pain, tearing my eyes out, and I looked at Hossian’s fingers, and I just deleted them.

It didn’t stop until he slipped to the last video.

He put the screen in front of me with his cynicism.

Mr. Ye, you talk to me about privacy? I’m sorry.

I don’t want to look.

“But this angle is clear.” I’m sorry.

Hosner looked at himself in the video and then looked at me.

“Do you think this is evidence of peeking? I’m sorry.

I’m sorry.

Hossler took his cell phone and stood up, and the silk robe was slightly loosed because of the movement.

I couldn’t think of anything else. I immediately climbed out of the table with my sour feet.

“Don’t forget, you took a picture of me first…”

“Shh…” And Hossner made me sound so quiet, and then he looked at the corner of the library.

“Mr. Ye, guess what? I’m sorry.

I followed his eyes.

A red dot beats in the dark.

And under the red dot, a dark circle is in its own direction.

He installed surveillance cameras in his study?

Hossler picked up his cell phone and put it on the table.

It’s nothing else on the phone, real-time night surveillance in the library.

Hossler shakes his head: “It’s hard, just sneaking into the study, hiding under the table, everything is recorded. I’m sorry.

“Mr. Ye, do you want to see the playback? I’m sorry.

I’m stuck.

Hosner came in after seeing the cameras.

I was forced to look up and look at him.

Hosny looked at my face.

Mr. Ye, what are you going to do now? I’m sorry.

“Mr. Haugh, I can’t beat you. There’s nothing I can do about it. Mr. Haugh might as well ask for some other insight. I’m sorry.

I turned around and tried to pull the door, but I saw an arm coming out of my ear and pressing the door back.

I turned so hard, I met Hossian.

And on the lips is cool, and he breathes in hot heat into his lips.

And We looked up at him, and We pushed him hard, but they pressed him even further.

The two forces were entwined until the bloody smell spilled, and Hosquiet let me go.

I pushed him in his mouth, breathing out of his mouth, and then I looked at the man in front of him with indignation.

Hossler left the blood out of his mouth, seemed calmer, but the sights lifted again were more chilling.

He held my face again, and his thumb moved in my face.

From the eyes to the ears, it fell to my red and plume lips and went in.

I heard Mr. Ye is graduating in half a semester? Is this a hard school? I’m sorry.

I had a hard bite, feeling the fingers of my lips entering with impunity.

“What do you mean? I’m sorry.

The pain of the fingertips gives Hoss a slight rise.

“Sensei Ye is so incompetent that tomorrow morning a letter of inquiry will appear on the desk of the principal’s office. I’m sorry.

“What would the principal do with a student who’s been spying on the law?” I’m sorry.

I looked to him with no confidence: “You! I’m sorry.

Hossler’s voice was cold and confused, and he looked me in the face.

“Tell me, will you behave? I’m sorry.

I’m staring into his eyes, heart beating.

He’s not kidding. Now if I say one word, he’ll really ruin me.

For a long time, I bit my teeth and spit a word out.

“Yes. I’m sorry.

“Good boy. I’m sorry.

Hossler relieved me and touched my head.

I was just going to relax and I thought he’d let me go.

The next second, when the waist was so tight, Hossler grabbed me straight out of the study.

I was scared and I struggled, “Leave me down! I’m sorry.

“Want to wake up Auntie Qin and Xiao-chan? I’m sorry.

I was a stiff body, let Hossler carry me into the main bedroom, and as the door closed, I was gently put on the bed.

The storm outside the window hit the window.

Between thunderstorms, the bedroom was pierced with a little invisible low breathing.

Until the heavy rains stopped, the moon came out of the clouds.

Hossler stuck me in my arms, and he kissed me on the side.

I didn’t pay attention to the inch of the hand, but I looked at the chaos.

All of a sudden, the sound of hissing in his ear.

“What do you think?”

“To call the police. I’m sorry.

I can’t breathe.

“It’s still not good. It’s okay. I’m sorry.

There was a whirlwind outside the window, and the storm that had just stopped came again.

The next morning, aunt Qin knocked on the door of the Hossian bedroom.

I dragged tired bodies out of his room.

Aunt Qin was not surprised, but smiled and told me to go down for breakfast.

Look at her state, it’s clear that Hossler is an expert, and he’s probably done the same thing before.

I walked down the second floor to see Hossian and Huo-ron.

Hossler changed that cold again as if last night’s madness was my dream.

When I think of what happened last night, I’m shaking my head and shaking it away.

Hossian leaned on a chair and looked at a pile of paper in his hand.

The tall nostrils are covered with unframed glasses, with cold light behind them and a chilly indifference.

Joo-yun saw me come down, immediately like he saw a savior.

“Sensei Ip…”

I noded my head and then looked at Hoston again, and it was only then that I saw his hand as if it were a boon.

Last time he left, he said he’d have a simulation.

I also gave him a special review of key topics.

But when Hosse’s face is getting cold, it’s a happy trial.

The “powder” sounded and the test papers were filmed on the table.

I was scared, even more scared.

Hossler lifted his hand off his glasses and squeezed his frown with a tired face.

And for a while he said, “What do you want? I’m sorry.

That’s supposed to be for Hogen.

I’m sorry.

Hossian saw him quiet and turned his head towards the aunt who was cleaning the house.

“Uncle Qin, go and help Huo-ren pack his bags and send him back to Malmö tomorrow. I’m sorry.

Qin’s aunt stayed by: “Sir? I’m sorry.

“I’m not going back.” I’m sorry.

Whatever Hossler is, at least he’s still my student.

I went to Hosquieu to pick up the papers and look at them.

A rough flip, I wrinkled.

“How come there are two papers? You did it twice?

Hossett grunts, picks up a cup and sips tea.

“You tell Mr. Ye yourself. I’m sorry.

It’s only when you look at Hossian and you look at me again that you bow your head.

“I was caught cheating on yesterday’s simulator exam, and that’s the one the teacher took me to last night to retest alone…”

I turned my head in the wrong direction.

No wonder they got caught cheating last night so late.

The Hosquieu had been invited as a parent, and it was clear that things were going well.

The thought of Hossian coming to school in the rain turned out like a teacher.

And I spat my mouth, and I scolded it with no respect.

Hossian got up and packed his clothes.

“Today, the teacher will give you day-to-day tutorials, and the school’s papers will be taken home. I’m sorry.

I looked at him with my eyebrow.

All day?

Who agreed?

“I’m going to school.” I’m sorry.

Hossian took a look at him and said, “Yes, you can go back to 20, where you want to go.” I’m sorry.

He looked at him and immediately stood up and ran outside the door.

“Who cares?”

That’s who cares.

I’m getting up and I’m leaving, too.

“Where to?”

“Go back to school. I’m sorry.

Hossler ate his breakfast so slowly, he didn’t lift his head.

“Sit down and eat. I’m sorry.

I looked up to him with a deep breath: “Mr. Huo, first of all, I did not promise to tutor him all day. I’m sorry.

“Second, I have a seminar at 10 p.m. in school, and now I have to go. I’m sorry.

This is why Hosny looked at me: “Don’t want to graduate.” I’m sorry.

I’ll put my feet together.

Hossler flipped from the chair on the side and pulled out a contract and put it on the table.

“Sign this. I’m sorry.

I looked at him and turned around and found it to be an internship contract for a well-known multinational enterprise.

You know, there’s a lot of graduates who want to go to this firm every year.

To compete for a scarce internship.

Everyone’s got their heads ripped off and they’re going to have to do several rounds of interviews alone.

I’m looking at Hosquieu, “How did you get this company’s contract…”

Not yet. A business card flew over.

I looked at the name of Hossian on the card, and the name of the loud multinational business under the name, and it was a student earthquake.

He’s the executive director of this company?

I look up with surprise.

No wonder he lives on the hillside.

Look at this company. It’s not surprising if he lives on Mount Everest.

But now he’s suddenly giving me this, what does that mean?

Slap a date?

Ridiculous.

“Why give me this?” I’m sorry.

Hossian rubbed his mouth in his eyes.

“Sign or not, you’ll be ready later. I’m sorry.

“The driver will soon bring Huo Zhen back, and this time I hope he will return to his senior state. I’m sorry.

I look at him: “Mr. Haugh, this is illegal detention. I’m sorry.

Hossler doesn’t care, “The door is there, you can go anytime. I’m sorry.

“But video and investigation letters will reach school sooner than you. I’m sorry.

“…”

“Can we sit down and eat now?”

I took a deep breath: “The seminar was important to me, and it affected my ability to graduate.” I’m sorry.

“If I can’t even graduate, do you think I’ll ever be afraid of you? I’m sorry.

Hossian raised the hand of the cup and looked at me.

“Same thing. Don’t make me repeat it. I’m sorry.

I was relieved and immediately sat back and quickly drank milk.

“I’m full. I’m sorry.

Hossler exhales and rises before me.

He looked around his face with his hand, and then pulled a tissue from the table.

His fingers were soft, but I just wanted to turn away.

His chin hurts and his face is being pulled up, and Hosquis continues to softly wipe my mouth with milk.

“Don’t drink so soon next time. I’m sorry.

I watched him not talk.

The tissue was gently rubbing in my face, and later he looked me in the eye cold.

“The eyes don’t want it anymore? I’m sorry.

I looked away.

I saw him go, so I ran over and put my shoes on.

Hossian threw the paper towels away and went to the door to change shoes.

I was about to bow my head and take my shoes out, and Hosquito pushed me on the stool.

I don’t know what he’s doing.

All I see is Hossler crouching down and taking a new pair of socks out of a drawer.

I looked in that drawer and I found a lot of ladies’ socks.

How many women are there?

Is he having fun?

Hossian crouched in front of me and held my ankle very well on his knees.

He then opened his socks and seemed to have to put them on for me.

I can’t stand this picture. Hold his hand.

“I’ll do it myself. I’m sorry.

“Let go of the hand.” I’m sorry.

I looked at him, “Are you sick? I’m sorry.

Hosner looked at me and put his socks back in the bag.

“You don’t seem to be in a hurry either. I’m sorry.

It’s almost 9:00. If we don’t get out of here, we won’t make it.

I’m so angry I can’t stand it.

The rough finger pointed at my feet, and I shrunk, and he pulled it back.

Hossler put on my already cleaned shoes so he started to wear them.

I felt as long as I had been for a century.

I finally felt the time flow when the door opened.

I was just about to run down the hill with a bag, but Hoss got a collar.

“I sent you. I’m sorry.

Half an hour later, I was driven to campus by Hosquito himself.

Hossler drove the car into the school, and the eye-opening car turned around the school, drawing numerous people.

He eventually parked his car in front of the school building.

I doubt the underground car.

He doesn’t even have a navigator.

“Then don’t bother Mr. Huo. I’m sorry.

Hossler ignored me, untied the seatbelt and got off with a smoke.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve been here, and I’m going to see someone I know. I’m sorry.

I looked at him in the face and I looked at him and said, “What do you know?” I’m sorry.

“I forgot who introduced you to Horran. I’m sorry.

I almost forgot, six months ago, Professor Chan said that a part-time tutor asked me if I wanted to do it.

I had to do it.

I heard the sound coming from behind.

Ip Te!

I turned around and saw a few people coming at me with a pile of material.

For the tall boy above, he bathed in the sun and opened a clean smile to me.

I’ve been dating my boyfriend for six months.

I immediately broke out of Hossequin and walked a few steps forward and pulled a distance.

Linkawa came to me with a big hug and he pecked in my face.

“Where’s he gone, he won’t answer the news. Are you finished with the first draft?” I’m sorry.

There’s nothing close to a couple, but suddenly I think of someone who’s staring at me.

All of a sudden, I’m in the middle of something.

Irinkawa did not detect a deliberate step backwards, but instead handed over a hot plastic bag.

“The new pancakes are spicy and soy sauce is not sugary. I’m sorry.

I only had milk for breakfast, and I was moved to pick it up.

“Thank you. I’m sorry.

I was just about to eat, and suddenly I found a hand behind me.

Took my bag and threw it in a dumpster.

“My pancakes! I’m sorry.

“You’ve eaten. I’m sorry.

Linkawa frowned on the front of his head to pull up Hossian’s neck.

“What’s wrong with you?”

He looked at me.

“Father doesn’t eat other people’s things, right?”

I’m breathing.

Irinkawa laughed at his words: “Someone else? Look, I’m his boyfriend! Who are you, and what do you care?

Hossy smiled and looked back at Linkawa.

Boyfriend? It was you. I’m sorry.

Rinchuan’s face is inexplicable.

Thinking of Hossier holding on to me, I was too busy trying to stop.

Kogawa is my boss. I just signed up for an internship. Look, the contract’s here. I’m sorry.

Rinchuan looked up at Hossian and said, “What kind of boss throws things at people? What good can such a boss’s company do? Resign now. I’m sorry.

After Ishikawa took the contract in my hand, tore it to pieces and threw it into the trash can.

Hoss looks darker, and I feel like a suffocating oil.

That’s when a familiar voice sounded.

“Squire? Linchuan? What are you two doing here? I’m sorry.

Looking back, I saw a white-haired old man pushing his bike, who was my mentor, Professor Chan.

Hossian looks a little softer and nods at him.

“Professor Chan. I’m sorry.

Professor Chan parked his car in front of the classroom.

“Squire, you rarely come after graduation. What’s the wind today? I’m sorry.

“You’re kidding me, I’m here to send Yee Tai to the seminar.” I’m sorry.

Linkawa looked different, looked at me and looked at Hosquill.

“You sent Yee?

Professor Chan took a look at Linkawa and had a strange face.

“I introduced her to Squire’s nephew as a tutor, don’t you know? I’m sorry.

“Why didn’t you tell me? I’m sorry.

I hold my forehead, “It’s no big deal…”

“It’s been a long time since I’ve been back, I’d like to hear about this seminar. I’m sorry.

And when he heard that, he said, “Come on.” I’m sorry.

As more and more students enter the classroom,

A female student saw Professor Chen and Hossian and immediately arrived.

“Professor, who’s this handsome guy? I’m sorry.

Professor Chan coughed.

“This is you, Mr. Ho, and the selections you quoted were published in the weekly. I’m sorry.

“In addition to that, you were famous for your travels…”

We’ve been through a lot of things.

“Senior General Huo, which year?” I’m sorry.

“six years older than you.” I’m sorry.

Another girl gossips: “Senior General Huo adds contact information. I’m sorry.

“None. I’m sorry.

Some say, “Do you have a girlfriend?” I’m sorry.

“Married. I’m sorry.

I frowned, didn’t I say he was single?

She’s married. No wonder there’s a woman in the house.

That’s good.

Looks like it’s getting late.

“Don’t hang around. Go inside. I’m sorry.

A group of people are pouring into the classroom.

Lin Tzu pulled me together, Hosquill pulled me on the other side.

Pull to the end, I sit in the middle myself.

The two sat next to me, and the gunpowder smelled so good.

At the seminar, Professor Chen occasionally asked Hossian to speak.

Hossler listened for an hour and learned a few things about our research.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the eyes of all the people gathered on him.

With his analysis, I finally understood why Professor Chen wanted him to remain in office.

Except for Linkawa, the fellow students were looking at him in the eyes of worship.

And I kept my head down, and everyone was deceived by the false image of a decent man like him.

I’d really like to strip him of his suit at a time like this and show him what he’s doing under his mask.

The results of the three-hour seminar were seriously over 40 minutes late.

I was going straight back to my dorm.

But the threat from Hossard turned into a way to go back to the dormitory and get what you used to.

Linchuan knows I’m going to live at House Huo’s, and I’m going to oppose it all the way, and I’m going to hold Hosquito alone.

When I finished cleaning up, they weren’t finished talking.

It’s just that this sword-strangling atmosphere has disappeared and the faces of the two seem a little heavy.

What’s going on?

Won’t Hossler bully you again?

I didn’t hear a word from Linkawa until I got close.

“When are you going to tell her? I’m sorry.

“It’s none of your business. I’m sorry.

“What are you talking about?” I’m sorry.

Hossler looked at me in the eye, went up and took what was in my hand and put it in the trunk.

Linchuan saw me. He took a step away.

Ipti…

I sensed something. I pulled him. “What happened? Did he bully you? I’m sorry.

Irinkawa immediately drew his hand back, “Ipei, we shall not meet again. I’m sorry.

I’m standing there.

What did you say?

Irinkawa couldn’t even look at me: “Let’s break up. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

I can’t believe I’m looking at Linkawa.

Before I went to the dormitory, I had to be careful with my boyfriend, who was not happy.

Fancy, faces are strange and alien.

“Linchuan, what’s going on? Why are you breaking up? You give me a reason. I’m sorry.

It was like I was hiding from the plague, and he immediately took a step back from me, and then he looked at Hossian.

“Hossian, you’re fucking crazy! I’m sorry.

Irinkawa turned and ran away.

I can’t believe I’m looking back at Linkawa.

Rinchuan, stop right there!

Hossler put his hand on my face and forced it back.

Like him?

I looked at him with anger: “What did you say to him?” I’m sorry.

“Do you like him and answer me?” I’m sorry.

I was in a hurry to throw his hand away: “Does he not marry in this life?”

“What does it matter to you?” I’m sorry.

“You’re just the parent of my students. Do you think I’m afraid of you if you hold onto me?” I’m sorry.

“You’re a total pervert. I’m fine if I don’t. I’m sorry.

“Call the police now if you can, you can file a case and the principal can fire me.” I’m sorry.

I push him away and turn around and go after Linkawa.

And then before I got out, I was dragged back by a huge force and Hosquito carried me.

No matter how hard I struggled, he carried me behind the car.

I was forced into the back seat of the car, and I followed myself in.

The car is locked.

I went crazy to open the door, but I couldn’t open it, and I turned around and threw a slap at Hosquill.

“Boom in.”

The air is quiet.

Hossian turned his head and looked at me not talking.

I didn’t see the weirdness of the atmosphere, pulling the other collars.

“Holstein, please understand! We’re just in an employment relationship now. I’m sorry.

“I don’t care what you think about me, but I hope you don’t bother my life anymore. I’m sorry.

“If we don’t, we’ll never get better. I’m sorry.

Hossian was held by my collar, still faceless, still moving, just looking at me with colder eyes.

And the next second, Hossler grabbed my neck with his hand and pushed me to the back seat.

He pulled up my hair and asked.

“A man who’s only known for six months, you’re going to break my balls? I’m sorry.

I put up with the pain of my scalp, struggled, kicked him.

“Leave me alone, you and I don’t know each other for six months! I’m sorry.

It’s like a knife, Hossian’s face has changed, and it’s crushing my leg.

And as a piece of fabric cracks, the next second, the strange ice cools in, and I take a breath of cool.

“Hossian, you dare, this is school. I’m sorry.

Hoss is looking at me.

“Wasn’t it a dead end? Hmm? I’m sorry.

As his words fell, a familiar acid struck the sweetness of his bones.

I’m breathing so fast, I feel like my heart beats are missing.

My side, through the glass in front of the car seat, looked at the students coming from afar and shook my head.

Hossian didn’t have half mercy and he put my head on the seat.

“Hossian, I’ll kill you! I’m sorry.

“Really? Ye Tai, was it all faked last night? I’m sorry.

Hosny looked down, and I screamed again as the sour and sour attacks.

At this point, there was a noise coming out of the car.

“Alas, wait, I’ll make up.”

What color is your lipstick? I’m sorry.

“Just bought. You try it too? I think the red is too old for a milk tea…

It’s just one window, two faces just look inside.

Although they knew they couldn’t see it, it was still full of shame, and I got nervous.

“Why don’t you stop scolding me?” I’m sorry.

Hossian saw me covered in my mouth, like he was teasing me, and suddenly he threw the window down.

I heard the sound, I was frozen, and suddenly I shuddered.

“Aah, there’s someone in the car…”

“Go, go, go. I’m sorry.

The people outside the window were astonished and I sobbing with my face in my seat.

For a long time, Hossler finally let me go.

He took his towel out of his heart and wiped his fingertips and asked me a little bit.

“Do you remember?”

I’m lying in the chair and I’m not answering.

Hosny saw me shut up and grabbed my back.

I was horrified to hide, but he dragged me back into his arms again.

For a long time, he devoured my ears, and his voice was sick.

“You can only like me. I’m sorry.

Linchuan took me black, and I was forced to return to my house.

Finally, Hossin didn’t know how to talk to the school.

Only monthly and weekly school visits are made every month, and at all other times, I am systematically tutored at home.

The basis is good. I tutor him during the day and test him at night.

After two months of high-intensity brushing each day, he got 70 in his first grade.

The teacher couldn’t believe it. He was afraid he’d done it again, and he even took it out on his own.

Or about a fraction.

For that reason, Hossian was in a good mood, and in order to reward Hossian, and even with her aunt, four people went to the playground.

I’m happy to see that.

Aunt Qin was queuing for a roller coaster with Huo Zhen, and Hosquill was pulling me alone on a Ferris wheel.

I sat in the Ferris wheel twitching with the ice cape.

The cold-faced man who looked in front of him also had ice cream, and felt that the scene was simply plain.

“Not happy?”

“None. I’m sorry.

Hossian overlooking the window.

“Don’t you love the Ferris wheel most? I’m sorry.

“When did I say I like to play this?” I’m sorry.

Maybe it’s my feeling that I saw a moment of tremor in the eyes of Hossian.

I left the Ferris wheel, and I was a little sick, and I went into the playground bathroom.

When I left the bathroom, I accidentally hit a woman.

The woman just started scolding and suddenly saw me choke.

“Hoffman”?

I wrinkled, “Sorry, you’re mistaken. I’m sorry.

The woman pushed the baby car and surprised me up and down.

“No mistake, Mr. Hoff. I’m Livin. I did something at your house last year. I’m sorry.

“Last year? I’m sorry.

The woman saw me like I couldn’t remember.

“Hoff is so forgetful. This is the video I made last year on your birthday. I’m sorry.

I looked at the living room that was familiar with the video, and I took a cell phone and zoomed in.

I saw this woman, Li Yun, in the video, adjusting the camera.

She then stood up from the ground with her belly and went to the side of a couple in the video.

The couple seems to be making cakes on the table.

With the cry of Ree-yun, the two smiled and looked at the screen.

I saw the couple’s face, and I walked in the back.

In the video, Hossian gently held my shoulder and waved.

Soon, Auntie Qin showed up on the scene with the best.

I watched the video with no confidence, and the images familiar to my head were flashing, and the pain came in.

I frowned on my forehead and looked up to Livin.

Livine and I talked a lot about the past, and the more I was surprised.

In the end, the child in the baby car cried, and she was in a hurry to say goodbye.

I looked at the woman who walked into the bathroom and stood there.

Not long ago, my wrist hurt. I looked back and I saw Hossler holding my wrist.

“What are you doing?”

I was so busy shaking my head, “I just accidentally hit someone. I’m sorry.

Hossian looked around, and then pulled me around, and I watched his back.

That picture of Hossian looks so gentle, it doesn’t look like this.

What’s with the video?

Is there really a Mrs. Haugh who looks like me?

I was forcibly taken to the hospital that night because of tummy attacks.

After the doctor read it, I got a little gastrointestinal inflammation.

When I went back, Auntie Qin brought me some congee.

“Sensei Ip didn’t eat much at night. I’m sorry.

I’m in the room doing a lot of work, and I didn’t lift my head.

“Please leave it there. I’m sorry.

Auntie Qin has been looking at me for a long time, and I’m a little impatient to pick up the bowl and drink twice.

She didn’t say anything. Turned away.

When she left, I immediately poured porridge into the bathroom.

I’ve been eating with Huo-ren all this time.

I’ll never eat anything from her alone.

The next day, I borrowed the library’s computer to change the paper on the grounds that it was broken.

Hossier heard me for a long time and finally agreed.

He’s not afraid of me.

I made some important copies of the video into the hard drive.

He then returned to his room to take a comparative position and tried to locate the camera.

It turns out that one of the most important problems was found.

Security video, every place I’ve been.

I’ve never been there.

After a close comparison, I found that the bathroom in the video wasn’t the guest room I was living in.

And the bedroom in the video is not the guest room I live in.

I opened the video property, looked at the file time.

That’s when we found out the surveillance time was 2018/4/18.

Five years ago.

Five years ago?

I’m stupid.

How could I have been filmed five years ago?

Could it be time-set problems?

But even if the time was wrong, I’d never been to that strange place.

Am I just a look like a double?

Mrs. Huo, the woman named Reeun, is someone else!

“It’s $188. I’m sorry.

In the living room, the computer maintenance staff printed a small ticket for me on the pose machine.

We transferred the money to him, and then gave him the computer bag of Midian.

“Can it be fixed in a week?”

The man laughed with the bag: “Madam, don’t worry, it’ll be fixed in two days. I’m sorry.

I noded my head and sent people out of the door under Hossler’s watch.

When people left, I closed the gate and put my hands around my back.

The sound above the head is mild: “What’s the sudden thought of repairing the computer?” I’m sorry.

I was in a dead body, and then I unfacedly ripped off Hossler’s hand.

“I have a lot of literature on my computer. I’m sorry.

His ears were screeching, and he leaned his head down into my neck, and his hands began to rise.

“You forgot what Professor Chan called me? I’m sorry.

Walking database.

And We turned away again: “Come on, Aunt Qin and the little one are at home.” I’m sorry.

He squeezed me hard and he let me loose.

“Come to my room tonight. I’m sorry.

I looked at him, “I know. I’m sorry.

My aunt still makes me tea or milk every night.

I’ll have a drink in front of her, and then I’ll sneak into the empty bottle when someone leaves.

Today I put something in my head and handed it to this computer guy.

In private, I paid him a large amount of money to carry something and send it to the agency for drug testing.

Fearing Hossier’s suspicion.

I’ve been very submissive lately, and Hossler’s relaxed me.

But the cost is self-evident.

Late in the night, this pale-looking man always tries to torture me.

He will not hold me in my arms until I am exhausted and I stand still.

I can’t even lift my eyelids. I just think Hosquill’s pulling my hair.

“Have you been so good lately? I’m sorry.

I don’t know. Did he find out?

No, the guy who fixes the computer is the one I found on the Internet.

How could he know.

And We are in his arms, and the devil is daunted.

“Holstein, have we met before? I’m sorry.

Hold on to me and he’ll bury his head in my neck.

“Why do you ask?”

I’ve been acting strange to him, Hosny. What is he afraid of?

Three days later, I got a fixed computer.

There’s an extra test report on the computer.

I’m excited to open the test report.

I was shocked.

There was no proscribed harmful ingredient in the test samples, much less sleeping pills.

Five samples were used.

Each of them was found to contain one of the same ingredients — Donazie.

I only found out after a search online that it was a drug for amnesia.

Mostly in old-age Emersheimer.

I can’t believe it. Why would Hossler give me this?

I’m kind of curious about Mrs. Huo.

I don’t think that’s me.

This night, I saw the writing of mathematics in a pitiful state, and I ended up carrying people to the window and blowing the wind.

“When did you come home? I’m sorry.

“At the end of the year, what happened? I’m sorry.

“Do you know Livine?”

“Who?”

“When you came back, only Auntie Qin was home? I’m sorry.

“I think so. I heard an aunt was pregnant before. I’m sorry.

I’m sorry. I guess the maid came after she left.

If I run away with him.

Hossian should go to him first, not to me.

And it’s not good for this kid to be around a pervert.

“It’s half a semester. Do you have any plans? Which school?

“Oh, can I have a choice? My uncle said either to the university he assigned or to go back to Malmö. I’m sorry.

“Maybe you can have a third way. I’m sorry.

“I have other options. I’m sorry.

“For half a semester, if you can get 30 in the first half of the academic simulation, the teacher will take you off. I’m sorry.

Auntie Qin is on leave. Three days a month.

It’s just in time for Hossier’s trip.

I’m the only one left.

Hosny obviously anticipated this in advance, but he believed I would not give up on graduation, so he didn’t think I would run away.

I didn’t wake up early in the morning.

I only felt my jaw sore until I couldn’t breathe, and it was only in my face that he saw me coughing and swallowing.

He keeps pushing his hands, but his voice is soft.

“Be good when I’m gone. I’m sorry.

“I know. I’m sorry.

He saw me and promised to fly, and he looked up.

“You promised so much? I’m sorry.

Hossler smiled and squeezed me through the covers.

“Run, I’ll break your legs. I’m sorry.

He’s only happy to leave when I’m in a truffle.

As soon as he left, I started planning.

I set up a simulation for Horran, and then I touched the main gate of the villa and pulled it.

All surveillance is now out of effect.

I went straight into the library, and I looked around the shelf.

Not long ago, a dark door appeared on the wall.

I found this secret room by accident, and sometimes Hossler still comes here at midnight.

But when I came in looking for him, he disappeared.

I knew there was a secret room in the library.

I pushed the dark door in.

Behind the door is a suite.

I turned on the phone light and lighted the suite, and I found that the layout was so familiar.

Because of me in the video, I sleep here every day.

Even the bathroom walls in the suite are the same as in the video.

I’m jumping.

I think I found the right way.

I turned around in the suite and found a door in the suite.

That door looks like it leads to another room.

I wrinkled and boldly opened the door.

The door was dark, and I felt the cold air on the ground and I opened the flashlight.

I’m stuck.

There’s pictures of me in the room.

Each one is me.

Every one, not me.

They’re just like me.

But I don’t remember any of these pictures.

Is there really a Mrs. Haugh like me?

I frowned and looked to the corner of the room.

The basket in the corner is filled with personal belongings.

I went up and flipped.

Everything I lost before.

umbrellas, headlines, socks, lipstick…

I took a peaceful photo.

And even if Hosner took his video to the police.

With this evidence in hand, he can be sent back to prison.

The flashlight moved behind me and I dropped my phone and looked.

There’s a whole bookcase on the wall.

The bookshelf was in full code, and I opened it with a recent file bag.

A picture fell on the ground.

I used to call and look at the people in those photos, and I couldn’t believe it.

It’s Linkawa.

Photos of Linkawa and different women?

Also attached to these photographs is a personal curriculum vitae.

The form contains more than his personal information.

Even his parents, his profession, had records of where he had been in a hotel for several months.

Hosner went to investigate him?

When?

I took a breath of cool air and went to get my second file bag.

I was careful this time. I didn’t let the picture go.

Open it up, it’s a little familiar and a little strange.

Like Linkawa’s file, it’s a photo, a personal history form.

I noticed something. I started to run to the shelf and look in a file bag.

It looked around and found that almost all the files were male.

And looking at the photos, it seems to have been in touch with me.

I feel cold when I do.

I looked at a wooden box on the inside of the shelf.

The case looks fine. It’s just a four-digit password lock outside.

It must be important to leave it here alone.

I carried the box down by the devil.

Look at the password lock, I went to my own birthday.

Wrong.

I thought about it, remembering that Aunt Qin made a bowl of long noodles for Hossien.

I was even dragged into his room the other day, and I couldn’t climb out all night.

I remember that date, and I put my hands around the code lock.

“Hush.”

The box is open.

It was his own birthday.

I turned on the box and saw a red marriage certificate in front of me.

I look at the red of my eyes, pounding at my heart, a moment of disappointment, a moment of excitement, and a moment of confusion.

Hosny is married.

With who?

I shivered my hand and took the marriage certificate out and turned it over.

I saw the picture, and I was all alone.

The marriage certificate says – Hossian & Yee Yi, 2018/3/13.

It’s my name, my picture.

That Mrs. Huo in Li Yun’s mouth is me.

Impossible.

I’m married to Hosny?

How is that possible? I’ve only come to the house this month.

I shivered the red book off.

Under the red book, there is also a file bag on the bookshelve.

It’s just that this file bag is much thicker than those.

I’m curious to open this bag, which also contains dozens of photographs.

Only this time, every picture is a Hossack.

These pictures look more like a steal.

Each one is very far away, and none of them is a Hossian camera.

This is Hossler’s secret room, this is Hostle’s box.

The box’s password is Hossler’s birthday.

Did he steal his own picture?

What’s wrong with him?

Also in the bag is a personal resume of Hossian, which is a moving hard drive.

I lifted my eyes and walked back to my room with my suitcase.

I just turned on my laptop and plugged in that moving hard drive.

50 Gs in the computer, and 200 Gs in the hard drive.

The model or the old one.

I lit a video and looked at it, and I couldn’t find myself.

Because the main character of the video, it’s Hossler.

Hossier’s in the office, Hossel’s at home, Hossel’s in the car, Hossel’s in the bathroom.

Compared to my 50 Gs on the computer.

This 200 G surveillance is obviously all over Hossine’s life.

It’s like he’s being targeted by some psycho.

I quit this folder and open the second one.

The second folder is clearly not a surveillance, but a video recorded on a mobile phone.

The video is still Hossian, just far away.

And there’s a voice in the picture.

“Today Hossler went to the cafe, and he finished, and I went to see what he drank. I’m sorry.

“Oh, I’m sorry. My boyfriend left it here. I’ll get it back for him. I’m sorry.

“Okay, you’re welcome. I’m sorry.

“Looks like he doesn’t like coffee, but he ordered latte.

“Today Hossian ate in the cafeteria with a woman, girlfriend? I’m sorry.

“It’s ugly. Why would my Squire like such a woman? I’m sorry.

“Oh, I don’t know. Okay. The utensils are gone, and the waiters are too fast.”

“Does Hosquire like to come to the library? I’m sorry.

“It’s kind of a rough angle. Forget it, just sit in front of him and pretend to play with his phone.”

“It’s almost New Year’s, Hosny. Are you going home? I’m sorry.

“I can’t believe I’m going home in a hurry. I’m sorry.

“Oh, my God, I’m going to climb the mountain and live in a house this big. I’m sorry.

“How is this going to get in there?”

I feel a chill coming from the bottom of my feet.

All the videos recorded how I followed Hossler.

Sneaked into his house and lived under his bed for a week.

I look like a pervert stalker.

And the worst part is, I don’t have any impressions of them.

I shivered off the folder and opened the third file.

The third folder, every video cover, is a Hossack selfie.

I just lighted one, and Hossler’s voice came out.

I know you don’t remember. But it doesn’t matter. We can rediscover today. I’m sorry.

Huh?

I watched the video wrongly.

In the video, it’s like Hossian hasn’t slept for days or nights.

His eyes are red, his hair is tumultuous, his face is pale, and he is completely different.

In the video, my first encounter with Hosny was at school.

After Hossler graduated, he went back to his parent school for a month and I saw him under the stage.

Since that day, I’ve been following Hossler and filming him.

I even followed him home to get close to him and entered his house and hid under his bed.

But what I don’t know is that Hosquiet knows all about it.

Professor Chen later said that he needed a governess at Hossian’s house and asked if I wanted to go.

I promised to come down.

It’s also a rainy night, and I’m stuck at House Hall.

Hossler invited me to sleep, and I was so excited.

But I didn’t think that Hossack was perfect and that he was a madman inside.

And that night, he was submissive in drinking the medicine which I secretly gave him.

And then things went like the same thing I saw in the study.

I was sickly obsessed with the perfect Hossler, and I set him up again and again.

And he didn’t fail to meet his expectations.

Hessian seems very happy with the means I’ve made.

He’s enjoying the perfect image of his own, and I’m tearing it apart.

In front of me, he seems to have torn all his disguises.

He adores me, expects me, loves me.

But soon, a month has come.

I lost my memory.

Hossler knew about a car accident before I met him.

The accident caused my parents to die on the spot, and I had rare amnesia.

My memory can only last a month.

In a month’s time, last month’s memory will be completely emptied.

I always thought my parents were alive and I always thought I was still studying.

And when I met him, I actually graduated six months ago.

But because of amnesia, I’m still on campus.

Every month, Professor Chan is asked to revise the paper that would not have been submitted.

Hossler’s not happy. He’ll come to me again every month.

Trying to get me to know him again.

And it works and it does not work.

Because I’m very unstable.

Sometimes I can’t talk when I see him, and sometimes I hate him.

Hosquieu doesn’t stop. He plays with me every month like a dedicated actor.

And even later, he got his hands on it.

He’ll see what kind of character I am and then try to get in touch with me.

We kissed in the library and discussed the papers in the classroom.

We climb up old buildings together and discuss the future on the lawn under the moonlight.

I forget every month after we laugh and cry.

I don’t know.

I’m continuing to look through the video, and I find that Hossler’s mental state is good and bad.

And his mental state depends on the character of my month.

Hossler in the video announced that we were married and that the same marriage certificate was in my hands.

The date of marriage is the same as on the marriage certificate.

I was unexpectedly gentle and nice that month.

He took me home, calmed me and tried to cure my amnesia.

But it didn’t work. We went to a lot of places.

Take a lot of pictures.

But every month I wake up and I still scream on his pillow.

I closed the video and put up a phone call.

“Professor Chan. I’m sorry.

The voice on the phone was familiar.

“Is there another problem with the paper? I’m sorry.

“Thank you, Professor Chan, for staying with me. I’m sorry.

He was silent for a while: “You will always be my student and the teacher won’t be tired. I’m sorry.

I had a sour nose and I breathed.

“Thank you. I’m sorry.

I was staring at the ground digesting all the video content, not even the people standing at the door.

The sound of Horran looked at me flat.

“You know?

I looked up to him.

“So you know Livin, right? I’m sorry.

“I know. I’m sorry.

I looked down and I laughed.

“It’s exhausting, every month. I’m sorry.

# Shake your head with no face #

“It’s okay, Mr. Ip. I know you’re in a very complicated mood, but it’s okay. I’m sorry.

My nose is sore.

“Five more days? And then all over again? I’m sorry.

Joo-yun came by to pack up my bedload and put it all in the box again.

“Be patient until your uncle returns. Just five days. I’m sorry.

I was shaking and threw my marriage certificate to the ground.

“Five days Ha ha, five days! You let me play Hossler five days without knowing anything? Is that funny?”

Hold your fist tight, and look at me: “No, Ip, if you are unhappy, remember!” I’m sorry.

“For you, time has stopped for a month, but have you thought about your uncle’s feelings? I’m sorry.

“How much has he spent in a month to restore your memory? I’m sorry.

I said, “Did I make him do this?” I’m sorry.

And when it was a jolt, it was turned on its head with a smile.

“Uncle is stupid. He’s driving himself crazy for you. I’m sorry.

“He repeats the images of your first encounter month after month, because the doctor says it might stimulate you to remember. I’m sorry.

“But after so long, what do you remember? I’m sorry.

“Father, take it as if I have not seen anything today. Soon.” I’m sorry.

“Five more days, and five more days will make you easy. I’m sorry.

Listen, I’m desperate.

Today, when Hosquieu left, I thought that hope was close, and now it seems no wonder he left so easily.

“You know, I really thought I had a choice. I’m sorry.

“Now, I’m a joke, and it’s funny that I’ve been living in the world that Hosquito built me.

The air is still, for a long time, looking up to me.

“Yet, I have an aunt in the Swedish countryside. I can get you out of here if you want. I’m sorry.

“Can you get me out of here?” I’m sorry.

“But I have a request that you sign a divorce agreement and promise that you will never see my uncle again.” I’m sorry.

I look forward to it and guess why he did it.

He’s tired too.

With me, with his uncle for years.

“Well, I promise. I’m sorry.

Since every year Hossian takes me to see him regularly abroad, the passport has not expired.

I bought a flight to Sweden overnight.

Leave the house.

After being completely removed from the environment, I felt relieved.

The pace of life in the country was slow, and I started growing flowers, and I started to do observation journals.

And then I started putting everything I knew in my diary.

Gradually, observing the diary became my memo.

I keep telling myself on every page that never leave here.

Unsurprisingly, next month when I woke up, I didn’t seem to have completely lost my memory.

I remember living here before, but I forgot why.

It’s just that it’s been a long time since I’ve seen anything strange.

Strange houses, strange villages, strange blonde aunts told me to go downstairs for breakfast.

What’s wrong with you?

I’ve been looking at her for a long time.

“I’m fine, Karin. I’m sorry.

Karin seemed to notice something, and she looked at the calendar, and suddenly she cried up and hugged me.

“My God, Tee, you remember me!”

I smiled and hugged her: “Of course I remember. I’m sorry.

Sitting at the table and eating breakfast slowly, for a long time, Karin’s face was a bit stylish.

I looked at her with doubt: “Did something happen?” I’m sorry.

Karin saw me and asked her. That’s why she’s down.

“In fact, my son came back with his wife. I’m sorry.

And I understood, and I smiled at her, “How long will it take?” I’m sorry.

Karin whispered, “At least for a week. I’m sorry.

I’m happy to say.

“That’s great. I’m going to go to the city for a while, but I’m afraid you’re lonely. I’m sorry.

Karin hugged me: “You’re such a good girl. I’m sorry.

“If it hadn’t been for my son’s house, I wouldn’t have sent you in. I’m sorry.

Karin is in her 50s, and this is her son’s house. He doesn’t come back often, he lives alone.

It’s now New Year’s Day, and it’s normal to be family.

I left here the next day. Karin apologized.

He booked me a hotel and drove me to downtown Stockholm.

On the eve of New Year’s Eve, everyone was almost at home preparing for the New Year.

The streets were not very popular, except for the gold-colored decorator lights.

I stepped on the thick snow in the city, sat in the church for a while, and then spent half a day at the downtown photography museum.

Until evening, I walked by the street on the snow without a destination.

Countless hurried people passed me.

Everyone seems to have a place to go back, and nobody walks around like me.

Gradually, I see a lot of people carrying the same shopping bags.

Look up, it’s a big supermarket.

I look at the door of the supermarket, and I look at the people who come and go.

Even if I don’t buy anything, I’m going in with an empty car.

This is a warehouse supermarket and all items are packed in large packages.

I was hesitant with a big bag of cookies on the shelf, and a mom pulled the kid down.

Mom went down to get cookies.

And the blonde boy looked at my empty car and took a box of chocolate beans from the back of the basket and stuffed it into my car.

“If you really don’t know what to buy, I recommend this, this is delicious. I’m sorry.

“Thank you.” I’m sorry.

Chocolate beans are the only items to be sold. It’s like a cashier.

Eventually, I pushed a car with only chocolate beans into the cake area.

I looked at Lynn’s cake and swallowed it.

Unfortunately, it’s a big one, and if I buy one, it’ll be enough for at least half a month.

When I gave up the idea of buying a cake and wanted to leave, suddenly there was a gentle man’s voice over my head.

“Sorry, miss. Would you like to buy some cake? I’m sorry.

I stopped.

Soon, that voice rings again.

“This cake looks too much, do you mind if I have one, of course, and I can pay more. I’m sorry.

I slowly look up and look to the talking man.

A man with dark hair and a light coat.

There was a tan scarf around the neck, and the whole person was so tender.

At this point, he’s got that box of cake I just saw, and he’s got all kinds of trouble.

“Sorry, I thought you were Chinese. I’m sorry.

After that, he asked again in English.

I laughed and replied in Chinese, “You can spell one.” I’m sorry.

He had a surprise in his eyes and looked very happy and immediately picked up a box of cake.

“It’s nice to meet my fellow countrymen here. I’m sorry.

“It’s hard to buy something here. It’s all big. I’m sorry.

“Just like the northeast hoarding of cabbage, the other supermarkets are closed.”

I listened to him saying, “Well, after all, it’s a storage supermarket. I’m sorry.

I went shopping again, and I got a tail behind me.

“Do you live here?” I’m sorry.

And I shook my head, “It’s just a tourist.” I’m sorry.

“How many museums have you been to?” I’m sorry.

“and today, it should be the fourth. I’m sorry.

He looked at me astonished: “You can walk.” I’m sorry.

In the end, I paid him, and the two men split things and left.

But that night I met him again in front of the guest room.

He stood at my door surprised and greeted me.

“Do you live here, too?”

I nod, “Yeah, that’s a coincidence. I’m sorry.

“Do you spend New Year alone?” Would you like a drink? I’m sorry.

The man in front of me swayed at me with the red wine he just bought.

I went to him, “Okay. I’m sorry.

His room is like mine, but he’s got a balcony.

It’s still snowing outside, and I’m alone with him holding a glass of wine on the balcony and blowing a cold wind.

“Are you traveling too? I’m sorry.

He shook his head: “No, I came to find someone. I’m sorry.

I watched him wondering, “What about relatives?” I’m sorry.

“Find my wife. I’m sorry.

“Oh, you’re married? But it’s New Year’s. Haven’t you found it yet? I’m sorry.

“In fact, we sort of had a fight. She came here for a trip. I’m sorry.

“I’m so sorry…”

He did not answer, but turned his head: “Your name has not yet been asked.” I’m sorry.

“Oh, my name is Ip. I’m sorry.

“My name is Hosna.” I’m sorry.

“Happy New Year, Mr. Haugh.” I’m sorry.

They drank in peace, not for a while.

His phone was ringing, and I was about to leave, and I heard a woman voice on the phone.

“You in Stockholm? Where’s Horran?”

Hessian smiles: “It should still be in the country.” I’m sorry.

The voice on the other side was a bit sad: “Is he still reluctant to return after New Year?” I’m sorry.

“Give him more time. I’m sorry.

Cell phone hung up.

Hosner looked at me.

“Sorry, it’s my sister. My nephew’s a little renegade. I’m sorry.

I nodded my head: “Did the child encounter anything?” You don’t want to go home after New Year? I’m sorry.

Hossian fell on red wine again.

“My sister took my nephew to Malmö alone in the early years, and then she remarried and gave birth to another girl, and my nephew went home to school, and I was there all the time. I’m sorry.

I’m going to look after my nephew and find my daughter-in-law.

I look to Hossian on the side: “You’ve been working hard too. I’m sorry.

Hossian looked back at me and smiled softly, saying, “No hard work. I’m sorry.

The scent of red wine melts cold snowflakes.

I’m holding a little hot face and I finally feel a little warmer this New Year’s Eve.

I looked closer and closer to me and smiled.

“Mr. Ho, I’m having a headache. Mind if I go back to my room first? I’m sorry.

“Of course. I’m sorry.

I put down the glass and turned away.

Go back to my room and wash my face.

I feel so confused, but I don’t know why.

There’s a noise in my heart. Get out of here. Get out of here.

Stay away from that man.

I took a deep breath and called the front desk to check out.

“Yes, ma’am. We’ll be right with you. I’m sorry.

Hang up the phone and I went to the window for a look.

It’s less than 10 minutes before New Year’s.

A lot of young people gathered in the square outside the window.

I don’t know if there’s a new hotel room.

“Thinking.”

The door was pressed.

I think the hotel attendant came to help with the luggage.

I went to the door and opened it.

“Sorry to bother you at this hour…”

The door was just halfway open and suddenly a long leg came in.

I looked up in my eyes and suddenly realized what I immediately wanted to close the door.

The next second, the door was pushed by a huge force.

Someone grabbed my hand and pressed me to the wall, and he closed the door again.

He hit the switch.

The lights were completely dark in the room.

The hands were crushed to the top of the head, and the familiar sound came in the ear.

“I got you. I’m sorry.

I said, “Sorry, I don’t know what you’re talking about. Please let me go. I’m sorry.

The sound on the top of his head was a little pitiful.

“Why check out? Ye Tai, you remember me, right?”

I shake my head: “I’m sorry, I really don’t know what you’re talking about. I just want to play somewhere else.” I’m sorry.

With the loud countdown outside the window, my breath was sealed with the heat.

The back of the spine ran into the cold, the long tip of the finger squeezed me so hard that it seemed to crush my bones.

Hoss lifted his knee and put me on the wall.

“Are you so mean? I told you, if you run, I’ll break your legs! I’m sorry.

“Please let me go, I really don’t know you! I’m sorry.

The tip of the finger goes straight into it, and the sour soothing makes me sorely breathe.

And the dampness of the ears is greater, and his hand squeezes in front.

I screamed that I wanted to avoid being held captive again, and I couldn’t move.

As he moved, the bitter sour and familiar sweetness made my eyes weep.

In a sudden, the memories that are familiar in pieces.

Library, bedroom, car, school library.

In that moment, countless of the same images, the same feelings were in the mind.

I pushed him away, “Hossian, you bastard! I’m sorry.

“Remember who I am?” I’m sorry.

“Let go of me. I’m sorry.

“Remember not deeply. I’m sorry.

As a result of a violent shock that has not been experienced for a long time, my voice has gradually drowned in the cheers outside the window.

“Thinking.”

The doorbell rings again: Miss Ip, do you need to check out? I’m sorry.

The real staff is outside this door.

I was pressed by the door, and I shook my head, “Don’t stop.”

Hossian died strangling my shoulder.

The man outside the door said again, “Are you packing? Can I come in? I’m sorry.

I whispered, “No, don’t…”

I looked up at him.

Hossler stood up to the door and ran me over again.

I looked at the feet of the service staff who appeared in the door stitches and shivering in front of me.

Suddenly, the door was shut again.

Hoss is holding me in one hand and yelling out the door for me.

“No check-out, please. I’m sorry.

“Yes, sir.

The people outside the door are gone, and I’m breathing with my consciousness, and my brain is almost out of oxygen.

Hossian wrinkled his eyebrows and pulled me up and punched me in the back.

“Father, breathe. I’m sorry.

It was only then that I heard a breath, I slowed down and I finally focused.

I was lying in his chest and breathing like I was breathing in the air.

The tears of the unknown came out of nowhere, and We struck him in the back.

“Why, why come to me…”

“Hostle, we’re divorced. You’re free! I’m sorry.

“We owe each other, let me go, let yourself go.” I’m sorry.

I cried like a hiccup, and Hosquito gently hit my back.

Hossler put me on the bed.

The light outside the window was like a golden dress on my shoulder, and it gave me a few points of tenderness for the man who was cold.

I’m looking at Hosmine against the light.

Found the cold old man, and he begged to look at me.

“Ip Te, tell me, how much do you remember? I’m sorry.

I watched the man in front of me without talking.

“Tell me how much you remember.”

Tears were flashing in the eyes of Hossian, and it seemed to me that for the first time I had seen him in such a fragile look, with a sudden pain in my heart.

“Sorry, I can’t remember. I’m sorry.

My memories are scattered, and I remember only a few of them.

I read the diary. It’s like someone else’s message to me.

I can’t accept that it’s me or everything in the video.

Those memories are like the ones in my life.

But the body’s emotional, and I saw Hossler’s first eye in the supermarket was still attracted to him.

When Hosny called out my name, the mood in my heart was still falling.

But there’s a voice in my heart that keeps telling me.

Don’t.

No way.

Leave him alone.

If this endless cycle does not end,

Both men will go crazy.

Hossian looked at my apathy, the bright light of hope faded, and he slowly bowed his head.

Time is stagnating in the room, and the noise outside the window is silenced.

For a long time, Hossler looked at me again.

“It’s okay, Ivy, it’s okay. I’m sorry.

“We can start over. I’m sorry.

I watched Hosner kneel before me on one knee.

He lifts my hand, gently kisses.

“Represent myself again. I’m sorry.

“Hello, I’m Hosquire. I love you. I’m sorry.

Three years later.

I was sitting in the park bench.

Looking at a Hossian on the lawn, holding a little girl up with a smile.

And he wasn’t angry with the girl with the flowers on his head.

Two men standing side by side with another beautiful woman.

She saw the flowers on Hoss’ head and laughed with her belly.

“It’s love. Look what you’ve done to my uncle. I’m sorry.

The boy on his side was holding his legs and looking at the lawn with all his face was impatient.

It is true that the cold on Hossian was worn out and he began to whisper.

And these years, I did not know when, but I gradually escaped a month of amnesia.

Things used to go on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on.

Hossain was not too impatient about it, and he stopped trying to make me remember things before.

Just let me remember in peace.

My side looks to Powthorn: “Why did you come back? I’m sorry.

Porco returned to Malmö and did not stay in the country.

“What is wrong with me coming home? I’m sorry.

I shook my head: “I just don’t think you’re so sick of your stepfather and your sister as you seem.” I’m sorry.

“Be smart.” I’m sorry.

On the lawn, far away, another tall brown-haired man went to Hossian and brought the girl in his hand.

Hossler’s just relieved, coming towards us.

“Your sister said she’s going on a cruise. She wants you to come along. I’m sorry.

“Oh, my God. I’m sorry.

Far away, Khoo-ren’s stepfather had set up his camera and three were waving at him.

And Hosquire slapped him on the shoulder: “Go, call you.” I’m sorry.

The sun on the lawn is not moving.

After a while, I’ll see you in the sun.

The little girl ran over, and the last heel fell at the feet of the boar.

Watching the chubby face, a dog fell and shited it, he immediately grabbed the man and took his handkerchief out to wipe his face.

“It’s really not a lady at all. I’m sorry.

The girl looked up and laughed, “Big brother, take a picture.” I’m sorry.

It was with her in her face that she rose towards the other two on the lawn.

Hossler sat by me and put on my slipper.

“It seems that a child can change a person. I’m sorry.

“Give me one?”

“No, I have enough of you. I’m sorry.

Hosny knows I’m not well, even though he likes kids more.

I smug in the arms of Hossian and then put his hand on his stomach.

22 extra-Hossian diary.

1 March 2017

Recently I found myself being followed.

She’s a girl. She’s sitting across the street. Interesting.

But she’s beautiful.

A few days later, I saw her when I was a teacher at school.

But seriously, she’s like a little tail she can’t shake.

Follow me every day. Doesn’t she have to study?

Strange, since you like me, why don’t you come talk to me.

4 March 2017

Well, she had the guts to follow me into the house.

I sent Aunt Qin home for a while.

I want to see what she wants to do.

I think I heard something under the bed.

Is that her?

5 March 2017

I fell asleep last night after I had milk.

But when I woke up, I felt like I was all clear.

6 March 2017

I saw unsolved tablets in the cup.

Did she do it?

She doesn’t seem to know I’m pretending to sleep.

How dare you climb up here.

7 March 2017

She’s been amazing these days.

I’m beginning to look forward to it.

8 March 2017

She’s gone.

But my nephew came back from Sweden.

10 March 2017

She seems to have disappeared. Does she not like me?

How can I not like me?

Where the hell did she go?

I’ve been looking all over her classmates. How come they don’t know her?

11 March 2017

Good thing Professor Chan knows her.

But Professor Chen asked me what I wanted to do, and I had to lie to my nephew that I was going to make amends.

I hope she can be my nephew’s tutor.

14 March 2017

I saw her again, and she came to my house with her bag.

It rained that night and I left her at home.

She agreed.

I read in the study in the middle of the night, and I went back and saw her shadow.

There was a glass of water in the study, and I drank it, even though I didn’t know who put it.

Not long ago, I felt like the whole man was dizzy, and his limbs were too weak to lean on his chair.

I feel like I’ve got two hands around my calf.

15 March 2017

It’s crazy.

She’s really crazy.

I love it! I can’t believe the girl who looks so quiet is so crazy!

16 March 2017

I’ve got a late schedule.

Tonight she’s going to stay.

I’m looking forward to it.

28 March 2017

I really like her more and more.

Yee, foe, foe, foe!

29 March 2017

Ye Tai knows I’m awake, and she’s covered in red.

My heart is full of joy.

So happy.

1 April 2017

Ye Tai disappeared. I can’t find her!

Where did she go?

15 April 2017

Professor Chan told me she graduated long ago.

But she had rare amnesia due to a car accident, and she thought she was still studying.

And this amnesia takes away memories every month.

You don’t remember me!

25 April 2017

Once again, I met Yee, who was completely different from before, dressed in a pair of ponytails, dressed in a white dress, sitting quietly in the library to read.

I talked to her.

She said her name was Yee. Nice to meet me.

She totally doesn’t remember who I am anymore.

28 April 2017

I have an appointment with Ip Man for dinner.

Ip Man said yes very well.

I think maybe we can go back to the beginning.

1 May 2017

Ip Man has lost his memory again.

She doesn’t even remember the day before yesterday!

14 May 2017

The leaves dyed their hair pink and wore jeans, which seemed much more lively than before.

But she looked at me like a stranger.

I’m very alert to my approach.

1 June 2017

Ye Tai is following someone else again?

She doesn’t even want to look at me anymore.

6 July 2017

She stopped following people and seemed like a normal girl.

I talked to her again.

She said her name was Yee. Nice to meet me.

10 July 2017

I confess to Ip.

Ye Tai seemed surprised and she promised me.

2 August 2017

Ye Tai doesn’t know me anymore.

She dyed her hair black and passed me in school.

It’s okay, I can come back.

1 September 2017

I’m going to confess to Ip.

Ip Man seems to be a bit ludicrous.

She invited me to the movies.

I don’t know.

23 March 2018

I’m married to Ye Hoi on the day before she reset her memory.

This time she was unexpectedly gentle.

She even introduced me to Professor Chen as her husband.

Professor Chen looked at me with compassion.

1 April 2018

I don’t know you.

She screamed and asked me who I was and why I was in her bed.

12 June 2018

I took her to a lot of places to find treatment.

Ip Man’s condition has not improved.

I don’t know.

18 July 2019

Reset coming again.

I am well prepared this time.

I don’t mind introducing myself to her again.

But Ip Man is crazy.

She didn’t believe she was married.

23 July 2019

Ip Man ran away from home.

When I found her, it was at the police station.

I don’t know.

23 April 2020

The doctor advised her to go back to her home for a while.

I followed the advice.

I returned Ip Te to my home.

1 May 2020

Ip Man reset his memory.

She started repeating her way to school, going to college class.

She thought she was still in college.

I don’t know.

1 September 2021

Once again, she returned to her home, but with so much restraint.

As soon as she saw me, I knew she was much softer this time.

She’s scared of me.

I can’t come near her. I just watch her through surveillance every time.

4 September 2021

The doctor says she’s getting better.

It’s possible to consider taking a stable pill.

I asked Auntie Qin to put the medicine in the cup and let her drink it.

I don’t know.

7 September 2021

I gradually started about the night.

Yee-yi also moved home for the first time.

But in the guest room.

12 September 2021

The doctor said it would be appropriate for Iptai to remember the past, but not too radical.

14 September 2021

I was close, but I had to look at her through the camera.

Ye Tai, have you really forgotten everything?

15 September 2021

Every second, even if I wipe my body while I pretend to be indifferent and dare not look back at you.

I feel like I’m going crazy.

Ye Tai, you’re messing with me.

And yet again I forget.

You’re really, too cruel.

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I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.