♪ Down the cold table ♪
At the bar mitzvah, my beautiful and charming girlfriend brought me to dance in my arms.
I was staring at her face, shaking, “Are you, boy? I’m sorry.
Downlow strangles his lips and curls his eyelashes close to me. I’ll give you whatever you want. I’m sorry.
One.
I got into a fight at the table and then I got a new classmate.
The new classmates have long hairs, are well-born and have a superior nose.
The girl was assigned to me, from the seating to the bookkeeping, and she was silent and cold.
It’s a loss of my life not to make friends with her!
I stomped on her arm.
She looked me in the eye, and it tickled me, and I blinked, “I’ll help you, my friend. I’m sorry.
I warmly helped, and she was happy to accept it, but it was still cold.
When we were done, I asked, “What’s your name, sister? I’m Zhou Jun. I’m sorry.
The girl’s voice is neutral: “My name is Donlo. I’m sorry.
Donald’s so beautiful. The best girl I’ve ever seen in my life.
And I was struck by beauty, and I said, “Can I kiss you?” I’m sorry.
Downlow looked at me, and the calm eyes were confused.
She smiled, “Is this the kind of friendship between girls?” I’m sorry.
I’m blushing, ashamed of myself.
“Have you ever had a cat?” If you like cats, you’ll have a crazy cat-sucking experience. You’re like a pretty cat now. I’m sorry.
“Don’t worry, I don’t think anything of you. I’m sorry.
“Hmm. “She grunted from her nose.”
When I thought it was too offensive to plan, Donald suddenly came along and said, “Kid.” I’m sorry.
I looked into her eyes and jumped on her like a panda who saw bamboo.
Touchy sweet, the entrance is… oh, no.
It’s only been a few seconds. It doesn’t taste good enough.
“Chou-ho! Do you want to see what you’re doing? I’m sorry.
I took my claws back in the laughter of the class.
Two.
Downlow’s like a goddess in a book, quiet and steady, with little good words to learn.
Only a week later, she had more love letters on her desk than I’ve had in my lifetime.
It hurts me to think that such a beautiful girl will sooner or later be killed by a stinking man.
Downlow’s self-studying, followed by another 189 black-skinned sports student who put an envelope on me to signal me to her.
We put it in Donlo’s desk, and said, “You can’t be taken away by bad men.” I’m sorry.
“You’re too simple to play with them! I’m sorry.
The hair of Donlo Falls falls on its side, and it is not clear to its face, except to hear her: “I will not.” I’m sorry.
I’m pretty sure.
I was lazy to write my homework, and my phone got a message.
MAN: Zhou Wing, I’m sorry, I still like my ex-girlfriend.
Man: Let’s break up.
I suddenly stood up from my seat and was so angry I couldn’t fly to class 3.
The self-study teacher on stage is still in his old class, and he has a tight eyebrow. I’m sorry.
A warm hand pulled me back to my seat and Donald looked up at me.
And I thought that she would care for me, and who knows that she is cold and says: “You are in the way of the blackboard.” I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
“Same table, I broke up. I’m sorry.
Downlow’s saying, “That’s good, it’s only a semester away from the exams, not a bad thing.” I’m sorry.
And my lips, and my tears fell from it uncontrollably.
Downlow’s finger, he’s out of control.
“You… don’t cry. I’m sorry.
“Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!ooooooooooooooooo!ooooooooo!ooooooooooooooo!ooooooooo!ooooooooo!ooooooooo!ooooooooo!ooooooo!ooooooo!ooooooo!ooo!ooooooo!!ooo!ooooooooooo!!ooo!ooooooo!!ooo!ooooo!ooo!!ooo!!ooooo!!ooo!ooo!ooo!!ooo!!ooooooooo!!ooooo!!ooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!! how how how how how pain! how pain!!!! how can how how how how how can how how pain! I’m sorry.
“How can we not cry? I can’t study like this. I’m sorry.
And I looked up at her, “I want to have someone hugging me, leaning against me, to ease my heart.” I’m sorry.
The white face of Donlo is in the dark, the light of the night, and the nostrils reflect.
And We looked upon her as if we had witnessed the arrival of angels.
How come there are such beautiful girls? I’m impressed.
The angel looked down and said, “Okay. I’m sorry.
I’m making an evil laugh, wrapping around her neck and burying it in her scent.
“Go, sister, what shampoo do you use? It smells good. I’m sorry.
She’s like, “It’s just the supermarket. I’m sorry.
Downlow smells good. Beautiful women are in their arms, falling in love.
Her waist looks fine. I’ve been wondering how much she’s got.
Think of me stretching my hand down around her waist.
Tanglo’s in shape, and his muscles are tight.
She had red ears, one hand on my wrist, and it worked.
I think she’s kind of cute, and she’s like, “Why are you shy? I’m sorry.
Donlo’s eyes are dark, and his voice is dumb: “Is it all between girls?” I’m sorry.
“No, it’s because I like you. I’m sorry.
Donlo swallowed the saliva and suddenly got upset: “Don’t say what he likes. I’m sorry.
“I can easily believe it. I’m sorry.
She broke my hand and kept writing.
I’m standing there, and I don’t know where to break her.
Just wanted to ask, Ben stood behind me with his chest around him.
Zhou Wing, why are you always harassing the table? I’m sorry.
The old class is an English teacher and I represent English class.
I’m not afraid, because I’m too familiar, and I’m holding my neck around, “I’m communicating with my sister, Ben.” I’m sorry.
Ben, look at her, look at me, stop talking.
He concluded by saying, “Beware of the balance.” I’m sorry.
♪ I’m sorry ♪
I’m not talking.
You want to stop me from putting on a stick with a pretty girl?
Dream on!
3
Because of the late self-study with the teacher, he punished me for writing 500 words.
The exam will soon be completed, with the same table number one.
I’m not gonna let this happen again.
I turned my attention back on my old friend King again.
She’s also an artist, and she has a unique quality of art from elementary school.
I love these kind of friends and I’m so happy.
She moved the chair and sat on my side.
We had fun, we had nothing to choke each other’s faces, we laughed.
“Pop. “Donlo took a stack of papers on my desk.
She doesn’t say a word, and then she starts studying.
“Did you fight with the goddess?” I’m sorry.
“No, it’s been fine.” I’m sorry.
Touching the chin again, moving the chair back.
“Baby, I’m going. You’re too low. I’m scared. I’m sorry.
I put the stool straight, and Donald looked right at me when I was cleaning up that stack of papers on the desk.
Her face was cold and low: “It’s not just me, liar.” I’m sorry.
I scratched my head and looked at her.
The girl’s lips, she’s not saying a word, she’s full of frustration.
That look, like a flower, cooled and charming.
I took her shoulder and blew a little breath in her ear.
“What? You’re jealous, baby? I’m sorry.
Downlow’s holding up and he’s wearing a red vertigo on his face.
I’m excited to take out all the things I learned in the novel.
Behind her was a wall, and I walked close and pushed her on the wall.
Her jaw line flowed as well as warm and warm.
I lifted her chin, softly moth, close to incredible.
“Does Lolo like me too, so I can’t be nice to others? I’m sorry.
Downlow’s eyes flash, and there’s a tangle in them, and they’re not struggling.
Then she put her hands around my waist, and we were close and close together.
Amazing. The goddess is even?
It’s fair in heaven.
Donlo’s bright eyes are on me, she’s buried, biting my neck.
In less than three seconds, she unties it as if it’s all right.
I think it’s funny, stomping on her face: “I didn’t expect the goddess to remember so much, but it’s still getting back at me.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t take this back. I was a sister.
I don’t know if anyone in the school is on the line.
The next day on the school website, the posts went crazy, a bunch of Donlo and Zhou’s forbidden love.
When I saw it in the dorm, I thought it was weird.
And then I went back to my class, and my classmates looked at me with a complex and interesting look.
And he asked me, “Chou Zhou, is it true what they say? You really are…”
“Oh, that’s bullshit. You believe that. I’m sorry.
And noding again: “I see, but I mean, I support you. I’m sorry.
I took a shot of her shoulder. I’m sorry.
It’s getting worse.
During the inter-curricular period, we were criticized by the entire school.
Words coming out of a big sound, it’s funny.
“All students, all leaders, today we would like to inform you that two female students of the class, Zhou Zhou Zheng and Tanglo, have violated the rules of the school system at the critical time of the High School Sprint… “
Speaking of which, the whole school laughed.
Downlow stood in front of me, standing up like a mountain and not being affected at all.
I’ve always had a thick face, and I don’t see them in my eyes.
But I’m at the same table as a goddess, and maybe my heart is not that strong.
I pulled her hand, and she held me back.
“Wow! @Ambassah: #Gaza #Gaza #Gaza pic.twitter.com/JAXLX — #Gaza
Don’t take a few girls and say, “God, this is true love! It’s a good time for me. I’m sorry.
“Don’t say it’s really nice to be a weak sister. I’m sorry.
“Donlow’s too pretty. She’s sitting next to me. I’m confused. I’m sorry.
I didn’t listen to what I was saying around me. I just squeezed. Her hand, I’m sorry to say, “I’m sorry for being at the same table, but I’m too insensitive to know I shouldn’t have…”
“You didn’t do anything wrong. You just liked me, right? I’m sorry.
And I paused, “This, indeed. I’m sorry.
Indeed, it is because I like the beauty of the same table that I can’t help but paste her, and that’s fine.
I didn’t think she cared so much about our friendship at this time, not even for me.
I really, crying!
4
We’re done with the criticism. Old Ben sent us to his office.
All the teachers and students are gone and we’re staying here.
A group of people looking at me with a different look and talking.
Donlo kept my hand on me and kept me in my care.
“Are you okay?”
I nod, “I’m fine, I’m just sorry. I’m sorry.
The ex-boyfriend of the third class came to me and laughed at me.
“I’m glad I broke up with you earlier, and I didn’t think you were right. I’m sorry.
“It’s a double plug. I’m sorry.
I can’t even say anything. I’m trying to get him.
The adjoining Donlo made a move, and she punched him in the face.
At the same table, where the value and height of force were proportional, people were beaten and swollen.
Donlo’s language is dangerous: “Don’t show up in front of me again, or I’ll hit you harder every time.” I’m sorry.
“I was wrong, I won’t dare!” I’m sorry.
I watched with shock at the table.
Is there such a wonderful person in the world?
She bowed her head and apologized in her light brown eyes: “Sorry, I scared you. I’m sorry.
I waved my hand and jumped on her.
“Sister, you’re so good. Really, I’d love you if you were a man! I’m sorry.
When I heard that, the girls laughed.
“Really?”
“If I were a man, would you be with me? I’m sorry.
I was so sincere in looking at her beautiful eyes: “Of course, you look good, you learn well, and you protect me. I’m sorry.
Downlow’s eyes locked me, with clear eyes shining.
For a moment, I almost got tired of her tenderness.
The goddess, it’s too foul!
He was a special dog, wrapped up in two layers of gauze and made a terrible complaint in front of his senior class.
In the office, old Ben’s got a cup of warmth, and he’s serious.
He looked at the first grade next to me and decided to spray fire at me: “Chou Zhou Zhou, as a student, does not lead by example, it’s not enough to take the lead in a relationship, and to hit! I’m sorry.
“What do you want to do? I’m sorry.
I’m sorry to stare at old Ben and try to get through it.
“Teacher, we really don’t, we do…”
Downlow took a step forward, stood in front of me, and said:
“I think we are not wrong, and we are not punished. I’m sorry.
“I’d be happy to see you in the middle of a school with a heavy salary.” But if this doesn’t work out properly, I’ll go back to one. I’m sorry.
I have 10,000 admired in my heart. The goddess is too bold to speak with fear of authority.
But when I thought of the school’s file evaluation at graduation, I pulled her sleeve and whispered, “Same table, it’s almost OK, we’re still in school.” I’m sorry.
Who knows that she has seized my claws with her own hands, and looked at me in a proper manner, and said, ‘Do not beg, I am with you.’ I’m sorry.
I look at the same table and I look at Old Ben.
It’s over. It’s even harder to explain.
It’s not going to end with Tang Xiaobing sitting in town.
One afternoon, the post was deleted, students were forbidden to discuss and the school returned to a busy preparation atmosphere.
I was surprised at the power of the schoolboys, and my beautiful table was just as it was, silently brushing it on the seat.
I pulled a bunch of practice books around her table and stabbed her in the hand.
Donald’s fingers are long and warm, and I can’t help it.
The goddess looked up, drew her hands back and asked me, “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
And I smiled, “Well, thanks to you, I’d like to ask you out for a weekend and buy you a present.” I’m sorry.
Donlo was silent for a few seconds, and I thought she was going to say no.
And she said: Yes.
I was about to pounce on it, and she stood against me and said, “But I must pay, or I will not.” I’m sorry.
“No, baby, you’ve helped me a lot!” I’m sorry.
The goddess rubbed her eyes and she was under a little pressure: “Behave.” I’m sorry.
Damn it, you want to fight back!
“Who’s in charge of this family?” I’m sorry.
Donlo’s eyes are shivering and continuing to write.
And for a long time, she said, “Take over.” But I don’t compromise on the bill. I’m sorry.
I bury my head and try to cover my smile with the sea of Liu in my ear.
5
She was seen in the mall wearing a loose lamb jacket and broad legs with light blue.
Far from it, it’s amazing and it’s cute.
I’m having another one of these, two meters of crazy sprinting, hanging on her.
“Be careful.” I’m sorry.
“My lovely partner, I haven’t seen you all night. Have you missed me? I’m sorry.
I blinked.
“Hmm. She looked.
In front of men, I couldn’t hold a word of love, and in front of women, I killed.
I jumped off, and Donlo got his hands off, and I took a bite of a bag.
I took a look at it: “Oh, is this a Mido bag? Can’t get it in line! I’m sorry.
“I want one too!”
Downlow hesitated and shook his head: “I ate. I’m sorry.
I am disappointed, very disappointed, but understandably.
I pretended to twist my head and laughed and said, “Well, don’t explain, I don’t love you anymore.” I’m sorry.
O’Bank handed it to me slowly.
O’Bank is tempting, but even less able to move away, is Donald’s face.
She looked at my face, so serious.
For some reason, I was in shock.
Hold O’Back in my hand, I bite a big bite to vent the strangeness of my heart.
This bite happens to be on the edge of the tooth marks left by Downlow.
Downlow saw his fingers moved and his ears were red.
She’s so shy. I’m embarrassed. Give her back after eating.
“Let’s go, the clothes from the store upstairs are perfect for the best. Try them. I’m sorry.
I grabbed her hand, she was tall and felt a little safe behind me.
Walking, the sound of Donlo’s boring voice came out in his ear. I’m sorry.
I didn’t care. I just said, “Well? I’m sorry.
“Have you ever kissed the king?” I’m sorry.
I’m stuck in this line.
Thinking about it before thinking about Donlo’s unusual behavior.
I blinked close to the goddess, pulled her collar and forced her to bend.
“What’s wrong, baby? Are you still jealous?” I’m sorry.
Donlo doesn’t talk, he’s not happy.
Think of yourself as being far too aggressive to allow yourself to be happy over sisterhood.
I drew back my hand and tried to put an end to this “obscurity” position.
Then he reached out and grabbed me, and she softened my hand, and her voice was not very calm: “You promised me that this was only for me, and I took it seriously.” I’m sorry.
An extraordinary desire to occupy me, heart attack.
“I never kissed again. I’m sorry.
“I’ve never kissed anyone but you. I’m sorry.
Donlo’s satisfied.
She looked at me with joy and pulled me up the elevator: “Well.” Go on, I’ll pay. I’m sorry.
I’m a lazy man. I’ll be at the shop in less than 15 minutes.
I picked two clothes, and I pulled Donald into the dressing room.
She stayed where she was.
Come on, baby! “Let’s try it. I’m sorry.
But no matter how seductive I am, Donlo won’t do anything.
I had a little face staring at her, and she got away from me.
“I’m not used to changing clothes in public. She explains.
I said, “How about I turn my back and not look at you?” I’m wearing a dress today and I want you to zip me up. I’m sorry.
“…”and Donald’s face is inconvenient, “that’s not good. I’m sorry.
So I looked around and came close to her: “Are you embarrassed because you’re flat? I’m sorry.
I’m telling you, it’s okay. I don’t hate you, baby! I’m sorry.
Donlo’s face was black and he pushed me to the dressing room on my shoulder.
It’s quiet.
Downlow leaned on the doorboard and looked at me with a complex look.
She closes her eyes: “You change.” I’m sorry.
I changed quickly, her turn.
When Donald was about to get dressed, I suddenly attacked and touched her chest across the clothes.
“Hey hey. I’m laughing.
I wonder, “Why don’t you wear a bra?”
Donald held my hand back, and I was in her arms.
“I don’t have to wear it.” I’m sorry.
I suck my nose, and I say, “Boy, small breasts are not a problem, but you can’t give up on yourself.” I’m sorry.
“A mattress or something! I’m sorry.
“…”
To thank Donald, I got a blood book.
Not only did you buy your girlfriend’s dress, but you ordered tickets for the talk show in advance.
Downlow and I sat in the second last row, and the light was dark, and the shadows kept us in it.
My favorite talk show actor on the stage was frustrated with the stranger Yanton.
I smiled forward and back, Donlo’s horny.
I grabbed her hand when I couldn’t bear it, and I said to her, “Hold on.”
“That’s funny. That boss is so funny! I’m sorry.
Donlo’s head down and listens to my nonsense.
On stage, when it comes to relationships, the little couples around are sweet.
And I bowed down on the shoulder of the goddess, with my head upside down and blinked at her.
“Who doesn’t have a shoulder, huh?”
Downlow reached out and touched my hair.
And behold, she choked my head, bowed her head, and kissed my lips.
The lips of each other, the breath of hers alone, surrounded me.
I looked in my eyes and struggled with her palms in the cradle.
Donlo asked for the end, I pushed her away.
She looked at me blind and innocent.
My best friend and I kissed?
I don’t know.
Six.
Zhou, give me your papers. I’m sorry.
Mathematics teacher’s arms covered the front tables and staring at me.
I lifted the pen in a panic, and there was a blank on the back.
He saw the blank, pushed the glasses, wrinkled her eyebrow and drank, “Get up!” I’m sorry.
My lips stand up.
I was distracted by the pressure of a special teacher.
“Medium exam, you hand over the paper? “How did you learn? I’m sorry.
On his side, Donlo stood up faceless and blocked all the attacks: “Teacher, Zhou is uncomfortable. I’m sorry.
You’re not the only one who’s good or bad.
“What’s wrong with you? I’m sorry.
“I made her unhappy and made her uncomfortable.” I’m sorry.
“Whoa, learn the bull…”
In the course of the class, the people ate the whispers.
I shook my head and didn’t want to get her into trouble: “It’s none of her business. I’m sorry.
“Sir, I’m sorry, it’s my problem. I volunteered to write a review. I apologize in my absence.
The voice of Donlo just now pulls me back to that dark, dark theater.
She bites at my lips, as if she had found the travelers of the New World, seeking out.
It’s a hundred times in my mind, and it can’t be removed.
When I saw her, my heart jumped.
I’m so confused that I’m trying to hide.
To avoid the brain CPU being burned by Donlo, I have to calm down!
When I sat down, I pulled the distance from the table, and there was a small gap between the two.
Downlow’s staring at me, moving in quietly.
I moved away and she was close.
Third time, Donlo broke the ice first.
Zhou Wing. “Are you avoiding me?” I’m sorry.
I pretended I didn’t hear you.
It’s too complicated to understand.
Did I really…
How could that be? Squids, wolf dogs, handsome men, sexy abs have left me?
I whispered the side of Downlow’s face.
No, no, no.
This semester’s physical education teacher took the school team to a basketball game in the province, so we haven’t had a physical education class.
Physical education is lagging behind and even physical measurements are being moved back.
My classmates were cheering, running down the stairs, gossiping, eating snacks.
I’m always hanging around Donlo, playing with her hair, holding her up.
Now I stand 800 metres away from her and try to hide from the look of her.
I ran upstairs to avoid her self-study.
There’s no room in the classroom, there’s no Dunlow, and my world is much boring.
Just a few steps into the classroom, the back door was suddenly closed.
Donald’s got the key. He’s locked.
I’m stuck. I’m in the middle of nowhere.
She looked at me, and there were many words in her eyes.
The next second she jumped at me and held me in my arms.
The fragrance of hair smelt in my nasal cavity, and it smelled dizzy.
Don’t run away. I’m sorry.
She raised my face in one hand and left a few kisses in the shallower of her eyes.
“Sisters or anything, as long as you treat me like before. I’m sorry.
“You alienate me, and you give me a strong arrhythmia. I’m in pain. I’m sorry.
Her finger touched my skin, causing a bit of irritation.
It’s a pain in the ass when Donlo’s delicate face and impatience.
She moves like a dragonflies water, splatters a bell over my face.
The plan was to calm down, but I couldn’t see her face.
Shit! She’s got me!
You’re so good.
I looked at her, and she was already soft in my heart, but I made fun of her. I’m sorry.
Donald’s finger was a little hard, his forehead was close to me, and his eyelashes swept my face.
Her voice was low: “Then I can only learn novels and force love.” I’m sorry.
The lake!
I looked in my eyes, and I was happy: “Do you know what forced love is?” Bad boy!”
Donlo, hold me tight. I can’t get away with it.
“Do you want to try?” She said, “I’m not as good as I look. I’m sorry.
I reached out and grabbed her face and squeezed her soft flesh.
“No, no, no, no! “Lolo, you’ve gone bad, you’re so weird! I’m sorry.
Donlo’s nasal cauldron groans a smile: “You’re the one who’s pulling.” I’m sorry.
7
Go home, Mom’s in the living room looking for food.
Put the bag down and I’ll put my finger on it.
I was careful: “Mom, how do you feel if I spend my life with my sister in my 30s? I’m sorry.
Ms. Wong turned her eyes over, “Yo, physics’s 50-point problem is not resolved. I’m sorry.
“…”
I automatically roll back to my room to study.
It’s all over the book, but it’s full of Donald’s pretty cheeks.
Hey, think about your wife’s blow-blowable skin.
I’m not saying.
I turn on Donlo Weiss and type the next text.
Cho baked the melon: The goddess, I tried to buy a room, a closet, a bunch of nice skirts for you.
Cho baked the melon: and then we traveled together, followed a lot of dramas, and we were beautiful!
Showing the other side on the screen is entering.
Three minutes later, the message came out.
TL: Okay.
TL: I’ll do it. Just enjoy it.
I smiled so fast in my ears.
I didn’t have any hope for the future, because one man had infinite hope.
I’d like to get tired of it.
TL: I have something to confess to you, wait for me.
TL: I hope you’ll forgive me for hiding.
I sat on the chair and knocked on it, and there was no response.
Downlow didn’t come to school the next day.
The King came to my seat again to play with me and saw several roses and snacks in my desk.
Donlo left it.
“What are you doing buying roses? I’m sorry.
I shake my head and point to Donlow’s seat.
And the king blinks and blinks: “Well, the goddess is charming.” I’m sorry.
I did not explain, and asked her, “Did you hear the teacher say why Donald didn’t come?” I’m sorry.
“She’s on leave. Didn’t she tell you? I’m sorry.
And I shook my head: No, I waited for her this afternoon. I’m sorry.
And the king was surprised again: “Did you not see the announcement that we would not attend classes in the afternoon and that we would be able to match ourselves with the partners of the matrimony?” I’m sorry.
A bar mitzvah?
I almost forgot that Ben had asked us to buy a dress for the third year of the year.
The requirement is a mix of men and women and a self-assembly.
In the afternoon playground, the seniors gathered together in a tuxedo.
Students who have been depressed for too long cannot relax, and there is joy in the school, and there are well-dressed students everywhere.
I was standing at the foot of the school building waiting for the familiar figure.
And he came to me with a kimono, “What are you going to do, baby? You can’t come without a partner.” I’m sorry.
“You and the goddess can’t form a team, but you can’t stay out of it. I’m sorry.
It’s just a coincidence that the team dropped me and Downlow.
I leaned against the wall, so I didn’t care: “It’s okay, I’ll go out with Loro. I’m sorry.
And yet another face, “Oh, hey, it’s a shame…”
It will be recalled that on the night of last month’s announcement, I visited more than 10 shops to compare a favorite dress.
A number of cosmetics were also bought on the grounds of bar mitzvah.
I’m a little lost, but it’s okay to think that the goddess will be with me.
And I touched my head again: “It’s okay, sister. You’re having fun. I’m sorry.
And I thought, “Chou-Chou, I think you should dress up, in case you let in.” At least it’s a secondary school student. I’m sorry.
Hissing, too. I’m sorry.
I’ll get dressed in the dressing room.
In the mirror, I put my lipstick on the last one.
Stand up. Champagne-colored skirts are so elegant.
17 years old, young.
I can’t help but imagine Donlo wearing a dress.
She’s tall and beautiful. She’ll be amazing.
Turning on the phone, the page still failed to eject her message.
In previous years, the bar mitzvah had been held at school, and this year it had been a very expensive and expensive year, with a hotel space.
I stood in front of the hotel and saw my classmates two-to-two, waiting for an invitation.
I’m alone and I’m coming here.
Probably the last time he was embarrassed. He always wanted to find it.
I turned my eye on him and wondered how I liked him.
It’s a shame.
And now he and Don Robbie, they’re just like each other.
“Ooh. “I found you pretty.” I’m sorry.
“My girlfriend doesn’t look good on you. I’m sorry.
I took a look at him, “So what?” I’m sorry.
And he took his lips, and said, “No, be my partner and have a chance tonight.” I’m sorry.
I know him too well. He’s got a girlfriend dressed up today.
I said with my face, “Are you nuts? Leave me alone! I’m sorry.
“You think you’ve split up so you can team up with you? I’d rather spend the night outside with the dog at the door. I’m sorry.
“Why do you want to be with that little Donlo bitch?” Can you get in?”
“I’m looking at you a little bit, and I don’t want you to go astray. Who knows how men can’t satisfy you when you’ve fallen? I’m sorry.
Yang Sook-shin was angry and his collar was ripped off and a left hook hit him.
“I’ll go!”
His face, which had been in good shape for a few days, was red and swollen.
I look up, and the boy’s hair is clear and able, and he’s in a black suit that’s gorgeous and charming.
This face, it’s 99% like Donlo.
I’m a fool.
The boy bends his eyes, ignores those who are screaming on the ground, and reaches out to me.
“I’m Donald, your partner. I’m sorry.
8
“Who’s that? I’m sorry.
Another girl covered her mouth: “Is it our school? Haven’t you seen it? I’m sorry.
I’m standing with Donlo and whispering.
The face is too good, the nostrils are high, and the bottom line is clear.
He was like a glamorous nobleman in the nightlight.
Downlow’s eyes are locked, watching my every move.
“You look beautiful today. I’m sorry.
He put a piece of dessert on my plate and smiled a little bit, “Do you want to try this?” It’s good. I’m sorry.
I had a bite, sweet.
I was staring at his face, like the old days.
Be your own Donlo, and never hide your desire to possess.
Music rings, Don Lorella takes me to the dance floor.
As the music spins, I stare at his face and his voice trembles: “Are you, boy? I’m sorry.
Downlow strangles his lips and curls his eyelashes close to me. I’ll give you whatever you want. I’m sorry.
I didn’t pick up his calls, but I asked, “Why don’t you answer the phone this afternoon?” I’m sorry.
Donlo’s eyes are shining, and the movement is becoming more careful.
“I’m afraid you’re angry. I’m sorry.
He put me in his arms: “I want to tell you the truth, and to let you know that I like you.” I’m sorry.
I’m not talking. Donlo whispered, “Are you angry? I’m sorry.
And I looked at him, and I stretched out my hand at his tie, and pulled him down and looked at me.
Round his neck, my nose close to his face.
“It’s pretty angry,” I laugh in my eyes, “I’m sorry, I can’t take it.” I’m sorry.
“Ahhh. My wife, pop, gone. I’m sorry.
While the music was confusing, I started his chin and kissed Donlos soft lips.
After the kiss, I blinked: “The last time you snuck in, now we’re even. I’m sorry.
Downlow looks big, and the red on his face gets to his ear.
I just figured it out.
What difference does it make between a man and a woman?
I watched, fortunately, no one paid attention to us, so we don’t have to go to the school headlines tomorrow.
This diversion completely upsets the youth.
Downlow sat beside me, completely ignoring the school’s team, looking straight at me.
Tonight the teacher will not be present, and the students will preside.
The students will be well organized.
Downlow dragged me to the corner when he was out.
In the darkness, the eyes of the youth shine.
He leaned down to my face and wanted to kiss him and seemed to want to take some control.
I didn’t kiss enough.
Cute.
I put out my finger against his lips: “Da, it’s already even, and now we have to wait for the final exam to open up parental authority.” I’m sorry.
“When I was a sister, everything was fine.” I’m sorry.
Bullshit, you weren’t armed!
It’s different now.
“Young people need to be patient, calm and long-term. I’m sorry.
Downlow looked at me and suddenly buried his head on my shoulder.
His voice was low, and he was helpless: “I am truly in your hands.” I’m sorry.
9
Downlow’s suit shot was posted online and a fire was set on the campus.
The next day the headmaster brought us to the conference room with his old class.
Donald and I just arrived and the principal smiled and apologized to us.
“The two young classmates, the teachers here, apologized for the fact that your teammates had been busy with public classes in the city a while ago, and that the information about the transfer was from Mr. Chen, so he didn’t know the sex of Donald. I’m sorry.
“It’s your fault what you told me earlier. I’m sorry.
As soon as I hear that, Zira’s head rises.
But I thought, “Hey, hey, it’s not completely wrong.”
Old Ben stood up with a little awkward eyes and his fingers tied.
And he coughed, and said, “This, indeed, is not clear, and it is hard for you.” I’m sorry.
And he laughed next to him: I said, I was not there on the day of the broadcast, and now I am surprised to hear them say that. I’m sorry.
“I said Donlo is not a boy, ha ha. I’m sorry.
I blinked a little, a little surprised, and I didn’t think it was over so soon.
The teacher has spoken, and I’m about to follow the steps.
“Major Zhang, Zhou Zhou Zheng and I have suffered a lot of criticism, which has seriously affected our progress. Now that the school is wrong, I would like to make a reasonable request. I’m sorry.
Zhang pushed his glasses and nod his head: Say it. I’m sorry.
“I hope Zhou and I don’t go to late school, we’ll do it alone.” I’m sorry.
Headmaster Zhang wrinkled his frown and he hesitated: “I am satisfied with your learning self, but Zhou Zhou…”
Downlow’s growning, looking at the youth’s pride:
“I can guarantee that Zhou will enter his first 50 years of age within a month, and only one month of self-study. I’m sorry.
I was shocked, and the sleeves of Downlow were whispering, “Ah, Po, 50 years old, you’re too impressed with me!” I’m 500, and physics is 60 or so. I’m sorry.
I can’t do it!
They one dare to say, one believe.
“Well, I believe that Donlow’s classmate. I’m sorry.
I’m a fool. Don’t believe me, Principal!
The Chief walked out of the conference room and Donlow grabbed me.
Downlow heads down, eyes full of pride and anger, but gentle.
“I want to go with you to A City to study. I’m sorry.
“But look at all the better schools in A, they’re much higher than you’re doing right now, and they’re a little faster for you than they are for you. I’m sorry.
Look at him. I can’t help it.
“Honey, did you do this all for learning? I’m sorry.
Downlow’s deep eyes were shaking and his throat was rolling: “90%.” I’m sorry.
The matter was largely settled, and it was not expected that the final objection would have been made by the Chief of Staff, whom I always respected.
Xu Wei Wei is a class leader and a representative of physics.
As a physical scum, she’s a little bit of a help. She’s my sweet little girl.
Xu Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei I’m sorry.
“But Zhou’s base is bad, and if you fail, she can’t keep up with the basics of school. I’m sorry.
“I’m sure.” I’m sorry.
I’m like a husband who wanders between a wife and a mother, only with a little mud.
“Hey, Vivi, you’re right, but Lorell’s kind, too. I’m sorry.
“Who then listens to whom?” I’m sorry.
I look at the big baby, head down, snap.
Downlow leans back and pulls out a thick notebook from the desk.
He turned it up, and it was all handwritten.
“This is what I developed for her in line with her weekly learning schedule. I’m more targeted than you. Besides, I’m better than you. I’m sorry.
I was moved: “Oh, thank you, wife. You’re so kind to me. I’m sorry.
And Viv was white on her face, and she bit on her teeth, and said, “Okay, that’s great. But I’ve never seen a sophomore before. I’m sorry.
Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu I’m sorry.
She turned around and left.
“Ah, Viv!”
I stood up and was dragged by the hand next to me.
Downlow puts his own library on the table, and he puts it all on the table. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
Man, it’s always hard.
10
When the goddess turned into a boy, I was so angry.
Once upon a time, I was tired and hung on him, buried in his soft hair, and able to whisper in his ear the little secret of a girl.
Now turn around, oh shit, big brother.
I miss that nice and soft table.
In my self-study class, I’m bored with writing.
It’s a bit of a pain in the neck.
Downlow reached out with his finger, poked it on my paw, and his eyes were dark.
What does that mean?
To seduce me?
I looked back at him and he took a look at me if nothing happened.
“Stamp. I’m sorry.
I’m hearing voices, like someone wants me to stick.
I pinched his hand, “Baby, speak louder, what did you say? I’m sorry.
Don Lorraine’s red, probably hating himself for being childish.
I laughed so badly: “Baby, what you want to say is on your own.” I’m sorry.
Donlo’s got a red face.
He closes the books and moves his fingers gently on the edge of the page.
“You haven’t hugged me in a long time, and you haven’t said much to me. Donlo looks.
“You’re not interested in me when I’m a boy? I’m sorry.
It’s so cute to have a body that explodes, a man whose power and face is full of dignity.
The teacher is not in the classroom at this time, and his classmates are working hard and almost no one is looking up.
I pulled the stool to Downlow, cut it short.
Hands out, around his waist, leaning on his chest.
Downlow’s stiff, all muscles tight.
His arms were warm and relieved me from learning.
And We made him laugh: “Is this the hold you want?” I’m sorry.
His heart beats fast.
Zhou Wing. Donlo’s voice is a little shiver, “You, let go. I’m sorry.
I’m suffocating, straight up.
Downlow stood up from his seat: “Standman, I’m going out. I’m sorry.
♪ ♪ I’ll tell you ♪
I followed Donald’s figure and found him in the hallway.
And I was like, “Hey, guys are just not girls. I’m sorry.
Eleven.
In the afternoon, a black car was parked at the entrance to the school.
Drivers get out of the car and pull the door and greet me and Donald.
The car arrived and I was taken to a villa.
Open the door, open the living room and low-key design.
What a big house!
Turn around and look at the table with a nice and cool face.
“My Lord, where’s the slave’s room? I’m sorry.
“The future hostess laughed.” I’m sorry.
Yo, pretty good.
Donald took me into his room, and he put the books on the desk and pulled me a chair.
I sat down and was ready to study.
The beautiful five officers under the light were more sophisticated, and he looked at me for a moment and was extremely charming.
I’m holding my chin and laughing at him: “Sensei Don, look at me like this, can we learn?” I’m sorry.
Donlo’s eyes are full of laughs, but he pretends to be serious.
He strangled the flesh from my face, and warned me without any authority: “Students are forbidden from cutting.” I’m sorry.
I focus on: “Royal! Make sure the mission is done! I’m sorry.
Tang Xiaobing has a great business skills, leading me through the first knowledge point.
He’s very interesting in his lectures, and the world is so happy in his eyes.
Close the practice book and I’m excited.
“Whoa, I can keep up with the first time I’ve been told about physics. I leaned on his shoulder.
Downlow grabs me, heads down against my head.
“It’s my duty. I’m responsible for you. I’m sorry.
And I gave him a heart with my finger: “Thank you, boss, for flying, and I’m doing the academic Dao-kyu. I’m sorry.
On top of your head is a gentle request from a boy.
Let’s change the couple’s name. I’m sorry.
And I sat up and looked at him, “Okay, believe me? I’m sorry.
He nodded his head.
I thought, “I’ll have Cho bake the melon.” I’m sorry.
“What about me?”
I blinked, “O melon.” I’m sorry.
“…”
I’m hungry. I’m in the living room.
Donald’s on his own study mission.
I flipped out a box of chocolate in the cupboard, and I opened one.
The bottom of the box came out with a card.
I picked it up, a string of words.
LY: Let’s head back early. We missed you.
I guess it’s a friend of Donald’s, and it doesn’t matter.
But there is still some confusion.
Donlo’s home is good, and he’s good at learning. Why does he suddenly go to high school and wear a dress?
I ran upstairs with chocolate and put one in his mouth under Donlo’s face.
I said, “Take my chocolate and answer me one question.” I’m sorry.
Donlo: Is chocolate mine? I’m sorry.
And We looked at him with a smile: “Yours is mine, and mine is mine.” I’m sorry.
Tanglo’s eyes were filled with fog and he took a deep breath.
“Chou, can I kiss you? “The young man’s voice is magnetic.
Though asked, he had reached out and dragged me down and sat on his firm legs.
And I receded behind my body from his kiss, and reached out to his lips.
“No, baby, it’s too easy to treasure. I’m sorry.
Downlow breathes, bites my hand, stares at me like I’m hunting.
“Okay, you wait.”
♪ I’m sorry ♪
For what?
No driving with eyes!
Cardiac values will soon be full and the temperature will rise to nothing.
I’m afraid I’m in danger.
I’m pulling away from each other and taking back the subject: “Lolo, why did you change school? I’m sorry.
“And why wear a dress?”
Donlo’s eyes were low and the mood of loss spread.
He opened his mouth and said nothing.
I’m ticklished by the way I scratched his head.
“Don’t say anything until you say it. I’m sorry.
“Oh, my wife, I’d like to bite you so hard! I’m sorry.
Downlow grabbed my hand and kissed me on the back.
“Give me some time, I’ll tell you. I’m sorry.
“Okay then, baby. I’m sorry.
12
At the beginning of the week, Donald predicted that I would increase physics by ten percent.
“As there is still a gap-filling phase, it will not go up at once, but the increase is about a certain amount. I’m sorry.
“I’ll do my best, Mr. Don! I’m sorry.
In the eyes of old Ben’s worries and Viv’s misgivings, the results came out.
The average increase in science is very significant.
It’s only been a few days.
Ben’s relieved. I’m out of class.
I took my report card and asked Donald for his credit, and this guy was so serious.
“That’s not enough. It’s far from the target. I’m sorry.
“I’ll give you a chance to say it again.” I’m sorry.
“Baby, that’s great. I’m sorry.
Yes, my wife will call me baby.
Mr. Tang has increased the task of learning, and under his supervision I have learned to be dizzy.
On this day, I finished writing two sets of rolls, and I couldn’t hold it.
The door was opened.
I, Donald, Donald’s parents look at each other.
The atmosphere is amazing.
On weekends, Dad Tang asked me for tea.
It’s over.
13
Come to the teahouse and wait. I’ll bring tea.
There are many classic images in the mind.
Uncle Tong dumped a card in front of me and let me leave his son.
Or you don’t give me any money, and I’m gonna get out of here.
I’ve practiced it so many times, I’m waiting to play it.
He came in through the door, and he was in a suit that looked like Donlo.
The man laughed and sat in front of me and moved a card to me.
OK, I thought about it. I know it!
I was just about to say something.
“You’re Donald’s girlfriend. This is his pocket card. You can keep it. I’m sorry.
“The password is his birthday. I’m sorry.
♪ I’m sorry ♪
Uncle, why don’t you follow the script?
I scratched my head: “Uncle, are you?” I’m sorry.
“Are you not my future daughter-in-law?” Your aunt and I thought we’d have to give you a present, just give you Donald’s allowance. I’m sorry.
“Sigh, thank you uncle! But it’s not the right thing to do. I’m sorry.
I’m a little flattered by tactical tea.
Uncle suddenly looked so serious: “O Cho, we were so happy to see you. I’m sorry.
“Tunlow had some bad experiences before, and he hasn’t made friends in a long time. But recently he’s obviously much happier, I think, because of you. I’m sorry.
I frowned and asked, “Uncle, what’s going on with Donald?” I’m sorry.
“I’m sorry, I don’t want to mention this. I’m sorry.
“We heard about your tutoring. Don’t worry, we support your decision unconditionally. I’m sorry.
“If there’s anything else you can tell Uncle. I’m sorry.
I’d like to talk again. Uncle looked at the phone and went out and answered the phone.
I’m sitting in a seat with my fingers on a teacup and my head is full of Donald.
– What the hell happened?
School bullies? Beauty discrimination?
But the way Donlo fights, it doesn’t matter.
He’s got good grades and good parents. Why?
I’m thinking about the water in the tea.
Uncle Don apologized for telling me he was in a hurry and then he left the teahouse.
I remember having a good grade in primary school and going to school.
Turning on the address book, she didn’t delete me.
Cho baked a melon: Wan, I want to ask you something about your school, Donald.
This chick’s almost back.
Wing Wing: Make a voice call. I know this melon.
Bravo!
I said a little bit about it, and it was amazing.
“Donlow’s in your class? The world is too small. I’m sorry.
“But he didn’t go to the second place for money, he did it for a girl in his first grade. I’m sorry.
Actually, I just want to know about a guy who’s supposed to be so comforting. I don’t want to look too much.
I didn’t expect anything from you.
“The girl committed suicide. I’m sorry.
“What?” I’m surprised.
“I don’t know exactly, but she’s got a character.” But it’s good to learn. Everyone’s proud of her. Plus the girl was beautiful, she was isolated from her class. I’m sorry.
“It’s kind of pathetic, a bunch of boys playing her bag like a ball. I’m sorry.
I can hear the brows, “It’s disgusting. I’m sorry.
“Yeah, it’s pretty. I’m sorry.
Recalling, she went on to say, “Then the girl cut her hair short, like a fake boy, and her class hated her even more. I’m sorry.
“I thought she was too pretty at first, and then I thought she was too different. I’m sorry.
I couldn’t help but spit in my mouth: “What’s the matter with them? I’m sorry.
“Yes, but she’s quite a novelist, and Donlow has a good relationship with her. I’m sorry.
I can’t laugh, but I’m not jealous.
“The girl never told Donald what happened to her and then she committed suicide. We’re blocking the news for students. I’m sorry.
“And then, Donald transferred. I’m sorry.
So, Donald’s long hair and deformed behavior is because of her.
“What’s her name?” I’m sorry.
“It’s been too long. It’s kind of forgotten. I’m sorry.
It’s not like it’s all over.
What a pathetic, pitiful beauty.
14
Monday night remedial, I’m a little distracted.
Donlo’s eyebrow was locked and knocked on the table: “The question has not yet been made. I’m sorry.
I looked back, I was depressed and my voice was boring.
“Wait a minute, soon. I’m sorry.
Donlo took my hand and whispered, “Mr. Cho, why isn’t the melon roasted today?” I’m sorry.
“You haven’t been able to handle the melon today. I’m sorry.
And I laughed, “Where did you learn this, and your cold? I’m sorry.
“On-line download of the “Smallies Handbook 108” but it doesn’t seem to be working. I’m sorry.
I’ve had some fun, and I’ve got my arms and I’m smiling at him.
“Why do you learn this? I’m sorry.
He said, “Sometimes my mouth is dumb and my tongue is not good enough, and it is far from you.” I’m sorry.
“I’m afraid you think I’m boring. I’m sorry.
I grabbed his chin and kissed him gently at his lips.
“Don’t learn. I’ll come after you. I like the way you look. I’m sorry.
“The boys are too smart to be cute. I’m sorry.
Downlow’s dizziness, his ears are red and his cheeks are hot.
And while he was lost, I said, ‘Do you have a moon? I’m sorry.
Donlo’s eyes are so bright, he’s blinded: “What does the moonlight mean? I’m sorry.
2G net, baby!
“It’s a girl you can’t forget. I’m sorry.
Donlo’s suddenly sad, and he doesn’t seem to want to remember.
He answered honestly, “Yes. I’m sorry.
My lips say nothing of jealousy is fake.
I looked at him, “Will you say it? If there’s anything unhappy, I can share it with you. I’m sorry.
Donald’s silent.
I groaned silently and swallowed all the emotions.
Poked him in the face, and I laughed, “Come on, forget it. I’m going to write. I’m sorry.
Donald took my hand, very hard.
“The girl, Tang Yu, is my own sister.” I’m sorry.
I’m stupid.
React, I hold him.
“Sorry, sorry, I shouldn’t have asked. I’m sorry.
Downlow pats me in the back, and when he split up, he looked like he was out of his mind and down.
He opened his mouth and the story was very different.
“I want to know how bad it is to let her give up on me, give up on my parents and leave.” I’m sorry.
“So I had long hair and wanted to feel her feelings. It’s paralyzing herself, too, away from one another, as if she was just staying in school and not leaving. I’m sorry.
“You know, sister never told me about her. I thought she was popular in class, I…”
His eyes were covered with fog and his loss of loved ones made him look particularly vulnerable.
I couldn’t say a word. I lent him my shoulder.
Donlo held my face: “But fortunately, I met you in two. I’m sorry.
“I wrapped myself up thinking that there would be no warmth any more. I’m sorry.
And he smiled: “Who knows, the glass doesn’t seem to exist to you. I’m sorry.
And We pinched his face, and tried to make him laugh: “No, I am a social cow, and my dress is so beautiful, who is not lost.” I’m sorry.
“You don’t have to be careful about me.” I’m sorry.
“I’ve come out and found the most important thing in life. I’m sorry.
He’s looking at me.
I’ve been deranged, even admired.
“Boo, you’re so good at “The 108” “Do you have a girl? I’m sorry.
“…”
In another week, Sunday, my ranking jumped to 200.
The teacher looked forward to me and the boyfriend was happy to say that next time, it’ll be 50 years.
I’m the only one who’s holding the test papers and putting pressure on me!
Who learns like a dog?
I bought a bunch of snacks for me, and I took my hand and I said, “Mr. Zhou, you’re a melon that increases IQ. I’m sorry.
She squeezed at Donlo.
Downlow stares and holds my hand, picks a frown and doesn’t talk.
Then he stayed and whispered, “What makes me so unhappy about the goddess? I’m sorry.
I patted her shoulder: “It’s all right, jealous, sour.” I’m sorry.
I sat down and wrote, and there was a lot of resentment.
“No one will ever be so close to the king.” He whispered.
“She’s a woman! I’m sorry.
“But I almost bent you before.” I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
You know that?
And We covered his neck with a hush-hush face, exaggerating: “That is because the baby is so beautiful. I’m sorry.
Donlo pushed me away: “I’ll tie you up if you kiss her like that again.” I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
I grabbed his hand: “Don’t tie me up, don’t hug me, I’m afraid…”
I’m afraid I can’t stop laughing too loud.
Downlow’s a little groaning, and the hand with the pen gets harder.
“Chou-ho. I’m sorry.
I’m in a bad mood.
Downlow pulled me back in no effort. He tied me up with his uniform sleeve.
I see a fog in my eyes: “Mr. Chow, this is school. How about this? I’m sorry.
Downlow hasn’t spoken yet. He’s got his head up at the back table.
“You two can’t show up! I’m tired of having to eat dog food! I’m sorry.
15
The last week of the test, it was snowing out the window.
The snow came so early this year that I sat on the table and I had to finish my subject.
One month’s promotion weirded me so fast.
30 minutes before I hand over the roll, walk to the door, Donlow stands there waiting for me.
And the light shined on his face, and the young stood still, and looked bright.
He’s more nervous than I am.
I pull the horn down, and I squirt.
“No, it’s okay.” I’m sorry.
“Mr. Don, if I’m really bad, do you have a present? I’m sorry.
Donlo nodded: Yes. I’m sorry.
And I licked my lips, and said, “If I had done it, would you have given me a greater, better, one of my own?” I’m sorry.
Downlow took his lips, and didn’t strike me, but laughed, “Yes. I’m sorry.
Accomplishment, just like the entire school ranked 49.
And We ran to him with a report card, and asked him for a reward: “Yah, I am successful.” I’m sorry.
“The gift I want to see is your woman’s dress’s final return.” I’m sorry.
“…”
Evening, Donlow’s room.
He was wearing a long dress, a wig, and he looked at me in a cold.
I’m excited and I’m gonna jump on him.
Who knows how hard it is, a jio kicked out the door.
Donald’s mother stood there with a fruit plate, saw the scene inside, surprised to cover her mouth.
Auntie bowed her head and pretended to be in front of the air and left without anyone.
Go away and hear her say, “Have fun.” I’m sorry.
16
The next June, me and Donlow came out of the examination.
The three-year exams that tortured us are finally over.
“Ooh, finally finished the exam and finally turned into a college animal. I’m sorry.
I don’t believe in the teacher’s easy-on-the-college bullshit.
Downlow stood by me, took my bag, bowed his head.
I stretched out my hand and pulled him, “Hey, baby, can you finally relax? Aren’t you happy? I’m sorry.
Donlo stand still and look me in the eye and feel guilty.
He said, “I may have broken my promise, but I cannot travel with you, nor can I take you to play.” I’m sorry.
“I’m A City Grandma is sick and wants to see me. I’m sorry.
I’m a little down.
Looking forward to a long-awaited couples graduation trip, it’s just going to be a bad thing.
And I said, “It’s all right. Go ahead, start school and see you, if I can take it.” I’m sorry.
Downlow hugged me, ignoring the look of the parents around me.
“You’ll get it. I’m sorry.
I went home after the exam, and Ms. Wang made a good table.
She took pictures of my little face: “Does Zhou go to Qing Da or North? I’m sorry.
“I bake the melon. I’m sorry.
My head has successfully reaped a big hole.
“You’ve got a face, right? Make it right. I’m sorry.
I sat at the table and Dad showed up.
Ms. Wang gave me a sugared curd: “Why didn’t you invite him to dinner? Thank you. I’m sorry.
I’m tired of eating, “I want to go to A. I’m sorry.
“A cityman, so rich? He’s a man and a woman?”
I swallowed, “Female, oh no, male. I’m sorry.
Then take it! I’m sorry.
I didn’t get my head out of my mouth: “I’ve already taken it.” I’m sorry.
Then Wang set aside the chopsticks and looked at Zhou: “I knew! Look!
Shit, it’s set.
Just as I thought she was going to do it again, she said, “Why don’t you tell me you’re too old to talk about love, and now you’re going to college, and you’re going to be too good to play in society! I’m sorry.
“…”
It’s my mom.
Time flies, grades come out, four universities in the city are stable.
In the second, there is a very ceremonial choice for students to volunteer together.
I was sitting in the machine room looking at that empty seat, and I was so full of shit.
“I’m going abroad on Sunday.” I’m sorry.
I’m surprised, “Don’t you say D Big?” I’m sorry.
sighs again, hold my hand.
“Not enough points…”
Graduation was sudden.
“So, how long will we meet again?” I’m sorry.
There’s another mouth and a head.
After completing the volunteer service, she walked out of the school door and her mother was waiting at the door in a car.
I waved at her with a shoulder bag.
She yelled at me at the deputy, “Chou Zhou! Don’t let it fade away! I’m sorry.
“No, I’ll wait for you in A City. I’m sorry.
I went to the commissary and bought a popsicle.
Open up for a moment and turn around into a firm embrace.
Downlow looked at me and his shadow fell on me.
“I’m back, I’ve filled out my volunteer. I’m sorry.
“Do you miss me?”
I suck my nose, and in the graduation season when everyone says goodbye, someone writes me into the future.
Great.
I jumped in his arms and said, “I miss you very, very much. I’m sorry.
17
Ms. Wong made a table and greeted Donald with great enthusiasm.
Don L.A. looked at her with concern and wanted to help.
I was lying on the couch, peeling oranges, sitting across the street, looking at Donald’s old week.
At the table, Mrs. Wong put a chicken wing on Donlow.
“Come on, Rocco. Taste your aunt’s plum wings. I’m sorry.
Downlow, put up with the laughter and bite.
“Thank you auntie, it’s delicious.” I’m sorry.
The old Zhou’s throat coughed and pretended, “How many names do you normally rank in the province, O Dom?” I’m sorry.
Donlo swallowed the wings: “Well, it’s not very good, it’s 1-10 in the province. I’m sorry.
Old Zhou coughed harder: “Well, well, good, good, good for the week. I’m sorry.
Ms. Wang turned her white eye: “Lo, don’t worry about your uncle. I’m sorry.
I chewed up my mouth, and the drums said, “Why don’t you exaggerate me?” I’m sorry.
“Don’t I have to compliment you on your narcissism. I see you flying to Mars.” I’m sorry.
Ms. Wang turned around and said to Donlo, “You and Zhou will go to school together. If there’s anything wrong with her, mind her for me! I’m sorry.
Downlow looked at my face, with tender eyes.
Don’t worry, I’ll take care of her all my life. I’m sorry.
A September aircraft crossed the airport.
I leaned on Donlo’s shoulder towards a city that was getting away, and I opened the next copy of my life.
Record number: YXX1Mbx80B6Td56eyxosRgRr
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
