21. Sunsan Lai
Sunshine.
♪ Love you as one ♪
My mother was single for the second spring of 20 years, and she finally grew up, and today I meet with my future father in the midst of my relatives’ cry.
To say that my late father was handsome and kind enough to advise me to eat more, I am in a state of limbo.
Why?
It’s because of the stairway statue next to the late father.
That face, Nojoon, ate last night.
Those legs were swollen, long, touched last night.
It’s the back, it’s strong, it’s coughing… it’s been cut last night.
I’ll see you soon.
Who are you asking me about?
I’m the first man I’ve met since the end of my isolation.
However, the identity of the moment is a little awkward.
Because he’s about to become my future…
Uncle.
How dare you write stories like that?
“As far as your uncle is concerned, Leilay, you should eat as much as you like. I’m sorry.
Mother, I don’t think I know the truth.
My uninformed mother, who taught herself how to be a good baby, was also conveying to the Quartet the comfort of her grown-up.
Mom, you know I slept with your future uncle…
“Mama, I’m thinking of something. Enjoy. I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong with you?” I’m sorry.
I’m glad I didn’t have a second.
“It’s not finished…”
“Where did you get your homework after a year of graduation?”
I’m a rat, so my mother’s voice will go through the sky and I won’t look back.
I’m just kidding. I’m gonna burn those eyes across the street.
I’m afraid that he’ll say to my mother, “Hello, future wife and mother-in-law. I’m your daughter’s boyfriend.”
There’s no breath. Cell phones are ticking.
“This is a very rude meeting. I’m sorry.
No, brother.
I said, “Did I just know you could believe it? I’m sorry.
“I’m not talking about this. I’m sorry.
“What? I’m sorry.
“It’s rude to put on clothes. I’m sorry.
Ah, please give me a knife.
“No, Uncle, society is changing. What about last night? I’m sorry.
“…”
“Not so much, wait for me. I’m sorry.
I feel like I have eyes on my head.
Heads up, white, white AJ gray sweatpants, but the most common one on him changes its taste.
What’s that smell? That’s pretty good.
The long-legged waist alone is a walking dress shelf.
And with that face…
I tried to escape, but my feet were like nails stuck in the cement road, and I saw him on the bus with his back.
I’m in the last row. Can you stop?
I can’t hear my insides and I sit next to him.
“Why do you seem afraid of me? I’m sorry.
Uncle’s voice is on my head. I’m numb.
It’s like a magnetic cello.
“A little. I’m sorry.
“Why are you afraid of me?”
He’s too tall to sit down and look down and look at me.
It’s going to take a lot of time to get out of the entertainment world.
“You’re my uncle…”
Uncle…
He chews that name, his eyes bend even more, as if he were laughing.
“Do I look old?”
The long, white fingers touch the chin after the rain, as if I thought.
“More young than me…”
Truth be told, twenty-nine is with nineteen, which looks smaller than my twenty-four.
“Why didn’t I see you last night? I’m sorry.
“Don’t you know? I’m sorry.
“It’s just a girl from the venom of alcohol.” I’m sorry.
He smiled at last.
It’s like a pink flower in March.
I’m all stiff, I’m totally dead.
I watched him lift his arm and cross my shoulder, but I just pulled the curtain.
“Uncle Sleeps, let me know when you get home. I’m sorry.
He pulled up his protective hat and covered half his face.
The excellent lower line.
Uncle’s sleeping pretty heavy.
I snuck out of the car and went home to cryless and covered.
It’s a dream to remember my first love that fades before it opens.
On my mom’s phone, one sleep was just a little bit shattered by a dream.
“Liley, Mom isn’t coming home tonight. Uncle Cheng is afraid that you’ll be alone at home. I’m sorry.
Don’t tell Mom, you two can’t take me with you.
Don’t worry about it. I’m sorry.
“Wei Lai, Mom’s heart hasn’t been good these two days…”
I got my face in my belly button, “Oh, come on. I’m sorry.
Mom laughed, “Your Uncle Cheng has come to pick you up. It’s almost time. I’m sorry.
“Open the door.”
My mother’s video just got hung up, and then she came back with a good-looking, old-sniffed tweet.
This fresh-out egg ham does not taste good at once.
The statue outside the door is dark.
The black hood of a black sports hat would have been blinded if it had not been for the whiteness of the sneakers on the feet.
“Eating?”
The statue looked inside.
“Eat noodles again?”
I twisted my head.
The eyebrow between the baseball cap and the mask has a beautiful knot.
“Take care of nutritional balance, didn’t I tell you? I’m sorry.
“The green ham with eggs is quite balanced. I’m sorry.
I think it’s overnourished. The statue is still unsatisfied.
“Where are the calcium chips sent for you? I’m sorry.
Nod your head. It’s a bit of a fling.
It’s not my fault, it’s the American calcium. It’s like we’re having a hard time swallowing it.
It’s good to have the statue here.
“Be good, let’s go.”
“Can I say no?”
“Your mom seems to have doubled the allowance next month. I’m sorry.
“Come on, nothing’s wrong. I’m sorry.
I went into the bedroom, dressed for two minutes and left.
It’s no shame to throw more than 20 people into the Pacific.
“Take this with you?”
“I can’t sleep without it. I’m sorry.
“You like this doll? I’m sorry.
I touch a piece of black on the big dog, and I lighten my head.
The statue smiled and focused on driving.
I had to say that the lazy gesture of one hand on the wheel was really handsome.
Half an hour later, I was shocked by my late father’s villa.
That table, I don’t know where to go.
“Lyle, have a shrimp.”
See, it’s my mom.
“Liley, your Uncle Cheng said it’s pretty cool to live in a house like this, but he’s close to the hospital and wants us to move in. I’m sorry.
Hey, that was quick.
It’s hard to look at Mom with a little bit of care, and I can only groan in my mouth.
“I’m fine. You’ll see. I’m sorry.
My mom and Cheng Qing’s dad smiled at each other, and that look was clearly a relief.
What can I say, what I dare say, a moment of silence, a delicate atmosphere.
“Dick, your house has been vacant for years. I’m sorry.
Cheng’s in a good mood and his eyes are laughing.
“Why don’t you stay here with me for a while? I’m sorry.
Please don’t talk to him.
I quickly turned my eyes on Cheng, and he looked like he was in the heart and noded his head.
I’m so relieved.
“Good. I’m sorry.
The man sitting across the street was wearing a shrimp, and my omelet was almost sprayed on his model face.
Didn’t I just say it was obvious? What the hell is this son of a bitch doing?
What does that mean, that I have to share a roof with him for days?
Even though beauty is true, do I dare to desecrate God? And we’re embarrassed now!
It’s over. It’s about to hatch.
Lying in a bed full of nightmares, I broke my bowels of regret.
Why don’t you tell Mom?
The heart was moving, just getting ready, and the tummy was barking out.
Why don’t you eat more at night? Long nights and long teeth?
No, I can’t.
It’s my stomach crying.
I’ve got a carp up and up, and I’ve got my hands and my hands.
Standing at the stairwell, it’s like there’s a light downstairs, and there’s no sleep at 2:00 in the morning?
“Well, she had to take her medication on time. I’m sorry.
“All clear. I’m sorry.
“Okay, bye to Dr. William. I’m sorry.
I looked for a magnetic cello, and I saw it as if it was in the living room.
It’s more moving than a warm, warm wind.
I’m curious about the neck. Good.
“Don’t you come down?”
He looks like he’s got eyes on his back and I can’t turn around.
“What do you want to eat?”
“How do you know? I’m sorry.
“That’s why you’re not hungry. I’m sorry.
Looks like a torch.
“Anything. I’m sorry.
It’s a nice robe. You can see where you want to see it.
The long legs and tight arms are not white, but a healthy wheat colour has the most aggressive wild beauty.
You look at me like you’re smiling.
I hum the tremor of my own initiative, but his whisper made me a little port.
To argue, people have crossed the kitchen with two long legs.
Without a lot of meetings, a bowl of hot noodles came to the table, and I had a windy cloud, and I had a nice drink of soup.
“Uncle, I want to talk to you.” I’m sorry.
“What’s that?”
“That night, I was knocked out of my head by alcohol, and I hope you don’t remember me, and I’ll allow you to cancel our three-month history from scratch. I’m sorry.
Even though it tastes a little like a river to break a bridge when you’re just done, there’s no way to do it.
It’s as if the suffocation in the chest was released at once.
Cheng Zhi didn’t talk, just dropped his phone and looked at me.
And I was blinded by the eyes of my eyes, and I couldn’t hold my mouth, and suddenly he said, “Give me a reason.” I’m sorry.
“The reason you’re my uncle is we’re not right. I’m sorry.
“That’s it?”
Quick leans forward, cold-faced and magnifies in front of my eyes.
I was unconscious and leaning, trying to stay away from his breath.
“Is it blood?
I stammered, “No…no. I’m sorry.
There’s not much to look at.
And he said, “Why not now that there’s no blood? I’m sorry.
Well, that doesn’t make sense.
“What do I call you, Uncle or…”
Shit, it’s a mess. It’s scary thinking.
A big hand rubbing my cock in the face, and he’s got a bad radiance.
What’s so funny?
“How many strange words do you have in your little head? I’m sorry.
What’s wrong with you? I’m sorry.
“As you say, forget what happened. I’m sorry.
I’m not happy with it.
“Or else, you’re a big man afraid of something, and I’m… I’m sorry.
“No, I’m responsible for you. I’m sorry.
Responsible? No, no, no.
“What are we doing together these months? I’m sorry.
The soft, red-eyed, cold-haired man suddenly changes, and I follow the sour in my heart.
“Did you forget that day? I’m sorry.
And he approached me, and neared his face, and he could see the small wool.
I turned my head and didn’t want him to see me getting hotter.
“Don’t you want to experience it again? I’m sorry.
The cold hand climbed my cheek and turned my face towards him.
Cheng approached me, soft lips kissed up.
What?
Stop, are you crazy!
I struggled to get out of jail.
“But what happened to us, I’m responsible for you, for the first time. I’m sorry.
I’m surprised I left nothing on the sheets.
“How do you know? I’m sorry.
“Liquital, unskilled. I’m sorry.
And he looked at me, and suddenly he subdued his voice, and there was a little bit of light in his eyes, “It’s too dark.” I’m sorry.
Bang!
My head exploded and my breath stopped.
“The old driver.” I’m sorry.
“New hands, you’re not losing. I’m sorry.
That’s the way it works.
It’s like hearing my heart’s cry, and he looks at me and picks out the browsing tail: “Some people are very talented in some ways. I’m sorry.
This is not the time to discuss this.
“I don’t want to embarrass my mother. I’m sorry.
“Uncle knows.”
“Then get in touch slowly, and when you want to make it public, your mother and my brother will give it to me.” I’m sorry.
“Uncle, I’m serious. I’m sorry.
“I’m not messing with you, I’m serious. I’m sorry.
It’s impossible to communicate!
One night of nightmares and the next morning it came out of nowhere.
“Let you take care of me?”
“What about my mom and Uncle Cheng? I’m sorry.
“Honeymoon travels to climb the mountains. I’m sorry.
“Did I agree? I’m sorry.
Cheng was laughing at me, “Eat well, your mother asked me to go with you to the hospital. I’m sorry.
The thin porridge in your mouth has turned into candles.
A weekly routine check is one of the things I resist, because every time a cold instrument slips across my body, there’s always a lot of broken images in my head.
Dr. White Mask handed me a head CT photograph, “Take it to your doctor.” I’m sorry.
Pushing out the heavy iron door, my leg shivering, and Cheng picked up the report to help me, “Go outside and sit down, I’ll be right there. I’m sorry.
I’m nodding.
An hour later, the last after-effects of the hospital disappeared.
Open kitchen is good, and in the living room you can enjoy the view.
Nice ass, strong arm.
It’s like God’s work.
That’s a good body. That’s a better dish.
I’ve got chopsticks in my mouth, and I’ve got a chopstick in my heart. I’m sorry.
It’s worth not eating to see people.
Uncle, to be honest, we knew each other a long time ago. I’m sorry.
“You…”
“Why do you say that?” I’m sorry.
I chewed the meat, and said, “The food is all I like and I know which store I like, and I’m sure we’ll meet in the last life.” I’m sorry.
Cheng keeps looking at me, looking at me, “It’s possible. I’m sorry.
I don’t get it. After all, the food is so comfy and neurological.
Seriously, it’s really great.
Mom and Uncle Cheng went out for only a week, and I got back half-way.
I was talking to Cheng’s dad in the living room after dinner, and I squirted my tits into Mom’s bed, and I squirted and grunted.
“What do you want?”
She’s been raising her daughter for over 20 years.
“Mom…” “Me and Uncle Cheng…”
Half the toothpaste, and then Uncle Cheng pushed him into the house.
All right, before it’s over.
“What did I say?”
Mom’s got two twirling eyes, and she’s got to show the courage.
I’ll get out of bed, “It’s all right, we’ll talk about it. I’m sorry.
Scream back to the bedroom and the door opened and was dragged into the house.
# Shouting covered in big hands and breathing hot in the ear #
I’m nodding.
“Where’s the showdown?” I’m sorry.
“Papa Cheng didn’t give him the chance. I’m sorry.
He looked at me, and he was a little depressed: “Does the show go on or does the show go on? I’m sorry.
Hold on tight.
I replace the answer with silence.
I didn’t say much, I just nailed it to me.
And for a long time, behold, he bowed down.
The movement was too sudden until the suffocated, oxygen-depleted, plunging tongues.
“Do you know what I said to my brother?” I’m sorry.
The voice just knocked on the door, “Liley, open the door. Mom wants to tell you something. I’m sorry.
In a moment, my body was tightened, and I asked silently: What should we do?
Look at me, smiles not back: cool.
The long-wielded lips have held the doorknob and swung.
Son of a bitch!
And almost immediately, I put him behind me, and left the door stitched.
Good thing Mom didn’t notice the anomaly: “I’m going to Easter Island with your uncle Cheng. I’m sorry.
The heart beats and closes, and suddenly the lights turn off and I go to bed.
“Uncle… my mother and Uncle Cheng are right next door…”
“Only sleep.” I’m sorry.
What an awkward and secure night.
The sun is bright, and I rise with my neck in silence.
Hands accidentally touched something.
Hissing, scary!
Feels like the person under the palm is dead and my waist is so tight that I fall back to my bed.
And the warmth will bloom on the lips, and We will cry, and the tongue shall be seized.
And he turned over and pressed my waist, and held his right hand above his head, and the kiss was swift and gentle, and I felt as if I had fallen into the clouds, and was so light that I was not going.
It’s like it’s instinctive, it’s like it’s desperate, it’s not blank, it’s like it’s re-emerging, it’s swollen.
I don’t know how long it took him to let me go, to see me, to see a fire in my eyes, and some emotions I can’t understand.
He leaned down in my ear, and the dumb sound of his voice was squeezing the low murmur: “One night…”
Uncle…
“Call my name…”
“Chang… drive.” I’m sorry.
Lai Lai…
One of his Leylets seemed to awaken all my senses, and something was screaming in my heart.
I feel a little sour in my nose and I don’t know why.
I feel like I can’t open my eyes when I see this face for the first time without a reason.
The backhand climbed his neck, and I kissed him, and he was stuck with me.
And when I saw him looking a little darker, I suddenly felt that I could just drown in his eyes.
There’s no blood. What’s the code of ethics?
And a happy day was full, and I was pounding on the bed.
My mom’s going to the airport!
His hands and feet were tied up and the blankets opened.
“Have you seen your uncle? I’m sorry.
“No…”
“It’s strange that no one was seen in the morning…”
My mother tried to sew the door, and I blocked her back: “Let’s practice in the morning, I’ll get up, so don’t delay your plane.” I’m sorry.
Close the door, lie on the bed and laugh at me, and I’ll send a white eye on it: “Get up and get up and you’ll be caught in bed!” I’m sorry.
I had to change my mind about sending Mom and Cheng away.
The two tigers returned to the forest, and my relationship with Cheng Qi went off with a rocket.
The necessary daily work, in addition to eating and sleeping with pills, is no accident.
Not to mention, but I’m sure he’s definitely my specialty because every time he’s lying around, I can sleep without having to eat peace, and it won’t hurt my head overnight.
Time flies, half a month goes by, and I start doing the same nightmare again and again.
I was chasing a man in a dream, and I was sure I knew him, but I had no idea who he was, and every time I wanted to see his face, I woke up in that car accident.
Cheng Qi will always hold me tight at the first moment of my awakening, and I can only sleep in his big hand.
Late in the night, I used to flip over to touch the side of the man’s pillow, but for the first time I felt empty.
It was almost a moment of awakening, and I rose up to shout, but I saw a little red light coming from the balcony through the curtains.
It was a smoke, the window was closed, but I could still hear him.
“I know that it affects memory recovery, but it temporarily controls the growth rate of the tumor. I’m sorry.
He was wearing headphones, and I couldn’t hear him, but he was silent and looked back.
I was unconscious to hide behind the curtains. He didn’t see it.
“It’s good not to remember, at least not because of that. I’m sorry.
“I’ll get you here as soon as I can. It’s better if she doesn’t take too long. I’m sorry.
“Okay, please, Dr. William. I’m sorry.
He never nominated, but I had a very strong feeling in my heart, and that’s me.
When I got back from the telephone, I was lying in bed, breathing with my eyes closed and pretending to be asleep.
It felt like his eyes had been on my face for so long that he finally kissed me on the forehead, and it sounded like a sigh.
I slept extremely restless this night.
In the morning, he made greasy eggs and vegetable pancakes, and I ate them while he looked in his face with a greedy look, and they both tasted.
“Is it good?”
“Of course, why is Uncle so handsome? I’m sorry.
“I feel like I’m feeling like I’m feeling like I’m feeling like I’m feeling like I’m not doing anything.” I’m sorry.
Cheng laughed, scratched my nostrils, “No longer. I’m sorry.
I was angry at you: “Do you despise me?”
“No, it’s perfect. I’m sorry.
“That’s more like it. I’m sorry.
“Come, take your medicine.” I’m sorry.
I picked it up, “I want fruit. I’m sorry.
He put his finger on my forehead and got up in the kitchen, and I picked up that big American calcium chip and threw it in the trash before he came back.
“So good this time?”
I had to look up, “Well, of course, I had to look at a cheap guy, so I had to look at my tiny little brain. I’m sorry.
It’s a soft tone, but I can see his pain in the eye.
He touches my head, and it’s soft. “Uncle will give you the best medicine, not the least. I’m sorry.
I had a routine medical examination a year ago and I found a brain tumor.
Brain tumors are associated with amnesia, so I forgot a lot.
Despite her understatement, I think it should be quite serious, because every time I mention it, I can see in her the complexity and incompetence of her.
I don’t want to talk about this, but I’m trying to be nice to him. “Uncle, you’re my exception, so if you ever feel bad for me, I can give you another chance. I’m sorry.
I muffled, and whether or not he understood.
Cheng Zhi didn’t say anything, he just put his chin on my head, and it’s only soft and soft.
I snuck off the drug I put in, the big calcium chip.
When he sent it to me, I was wondering what kind of brain was going to do with the hard calcium, and all the scabs I could buy would have to be a little sick.
But I’ve always been the sick one for that damn love, even if it makes me sick sometimes.
The result of the drug cuts is not obvious, except that I’m getting sleepy, and I’m still a blank in my head, and there’s no connection to the unknown.
He didn’t mention it, and I didn’t know it, and I think my mom knew it, but she never told me, and she didn’t want to tell me, so it was for nothing.
Day by day and day by day, I’m relying on the pace, to the point where I feel myself.
At this very moment of the sunset, I was paralyzed on the couch, eating grapes which he had peeled, and whose long fingers were covered in clitoris, and I took the opportunity to lick them, which tasted much sweeter than fruit.
“Liley, don’t play with fire. I’m sorry.
“No fire, no play…”
I’m looking at him, looking away.
A smile came up on top of his head, and he immediately turned over and held me down. I’m sorry.
I was holding my neck on him. I’m sorry.
The voice is down, the lips are contained for the next second.
And his kiss was strong and he was arrogant, and it appeared that the porcelain of his lips was warmer, and that he was silent in my heart.
When I looked at my eyes, which had suppressed thousands of emotions, and I responded positively, he had proved to me, with his actual actions, what was called fire.
Late in the night, the last heavy rain of the summer was overwhelming.
The thunder was drenched, and lightning went through the glass in the window.
The side of him breathes softly, and sleeps with his delicate face as if it were a cold moon.
I got up gently from his arms and took out a mobile phone to test a account that suddenly appeared in my head.
Only once was the login successful.
I opened the circle of friends, and my fingers slipped a little bit, and those familiar and strange words and pictures were slowly blurry to clarity.
The thoughts are still confused, but the pieces are growing and not consistent, and I have slowly been able to connect.
It’s a little signal before my car accident, and I’ve had my first encounter with Cheng Qi through the circle of friends, not three months ago, but two years ago.
I watched how I tried to follow his steps, how I broke his heart, how I finally watched him fly to the United States on that stormy night.
It was the night when I ran after his car in the rain, so I could cry at him without turning back.
Although it’s only intermittent memories and speculation, I still feel a bit of a pain in the heart.
I can’t remember why he went to America in my friend’s circles, and I can’t help but focus on the pain of my head.
I think it’s my brain against my instinct, and maybe that’s because I’m trying to hide memories I don’t want to face.
Routine weekly check-ups come out of the hospital and my hand is held tight.
His face was always smiling, but I could feel his mood.
“Uncle, smile, you look ugly with your face on your face. I’m sorry.
“Not that I’m good-looking.” I’m sorry.
I scratched his hand, “Uncle, I’m not afraid of you. I’m sorry.
He didn’t talk, he just held my hand tight.
When I got back to the villa, I went down to the couch with a tablet chase and the doorbell was ringing, and I was very eager to show myself in the kitchen.
Open the door, with a very pretty eye, with a white OL dress, with a nice, long hair just looking at me and just squeezed me in.
Cheng came out of the kitchen and saw his face cool, “Why are you here?” I’m sorry.
“Can I not come back once I’m back on the phone? I’m sorry.
She said she looked at me, “Is she the sick willey?” I’m sorry.
Cheng Zhi didn’t answer, just looked at me and said, “Liley, go upstairs first. I’m sorry.
I’m a funny nod. Turn around.
After half an hour, he came up, closed the door, and he grabbed me in his arms, his chin on my shoulder, and then he tightened his arms.
“Uncle, the waist is broken. I’m sorry.
“Liley, hold me.”
I smiled, and I put my weight around his skinny waist.
And he rose up and covered my lips, and leaned upon him with a single drop, and dazzled him from a soft test to a deepening.
First time till the end of the kiss.
And he set me free, and put his forehead at the tip of my nostrils, and whispered, “Lie, say, ‘I love you.’ I’m sorry.
I didn’t make a sound.
And he drew out the hair of my cheeks, and saw me for a certain time, and said with his ear, ‘I love you, Lai. I’m sorry.
Another storm.
I started to get fevers off and off in the night of lightning thunder, and the confusion in my head became clearer.
I was forced to take me to the hospital until the third day.
As a result of an examination and a hospital visit, when I was lying on a bed with a drop, my mother, who wasn’t so good, finally rushed back from her honeymoon trip.
“Mom, I miss you. I’m sorry.
I can’t keep my eyes open, I can’t keep my eyes open.
My mother touched my head and cut off a piece of gold beans, and she said, “Don’t cry, it’s my mother’s fault. I’m sorry.
I think I’m pretty sick because I’m in a cold room, and the doctors go in and out of my head one by one.
With the arrival of a blonde foreign doctor, my mother and Cheng Qi seemed to be re-emerging.
I was scheduled for surgery that afternoon. Uncle comforts me:
“Liley, be good. Just get some sleep. I’m sorry.
My mom’s wearing tears.
“Don’t be afraid. Dr. William, the master of the knife, is your uncle’s expert from the United States. The operation will go well. I’m sorry.
Uncle Cheng’s comforting.
And I turn my head one by one, and I end up looking at the passing.
He came over, he didn’t speak, he just kneeled by his bed and held my hand in his hand.
Uncle, will you wait for me?
“I’ve been out there, you can see me as soon as you get out. I’m sorry.
He said kiss my back.
Hey, that’s fucking safe.
Cheng drove away the day before I woke up.
He disappeared from my world, my sense of security was gone…
The wind leaves are falling, and it’s late summer and late autumn.
I became the resident patient of the hospital, hovering every day between sleep and awakening until the first snowfall in winter, when the ride didn’t come back.
On the first day of the hospital, my mother was happy to do the paperwork, and I was lying in bed bored, and I looked at the mirror and came up with mixed fur.
The door was ringing twice, and a stranger pushed in.
Knee skirts, white, white, velvet coats, simple, but with a high-picked body and long hair and waist.
She was wearing a mask, but I recognized her with those eyes.
“Hello, Miss Wei Lai. I’m Zhou Qingxiang. I’m sorry.
She reached out, and I just nodded politely and didn’t hold it.
She smiled and naturally drew her hands back and sat down in the chair by the bed.
“I came here today to say something to you alone. I’m sorry.
I didn’t say anything, and she didn’t seem to make me answer, and she kept saying, “I think you know my relationship with Cheng Qian, and if it hadn’t been for your sudden appearance, the two of us were now married. I’m sorry.
“Men, it’s normal to play. When we get married and have children, we’ll take care of ourselves. I’m sorry.
She took off her mask and smoked a cigarette, and said, “If he wants to inherit his family, he can only choose me, so I hope you will never contact him again, so it will be good for you and for him.” I’m sorry.
Miss Chow?
“The one who cut her wrist and forced her to go back to America?” I’m sorry.
I smiled, “He doesn’t love you, even if he can’t play any more. I’m sorry.
“So what if you don’t love? It’s enough to keep people. I’m sorry.
Zhou Qing was laughing, “His career is in the United States. Only I can help him. As for you…”
She looked at me like a hair-breathing gill and smiled a little bit: “Do you think you can keep his heart in this way?” I’m sorry.
“It’s not your decision to stay, it’s your decision to choose. I’m sorry.
I smiled, and I looked at last week’s clean eyes, “No.” I’m sorry.
Zhou Zheng Zheng was sneering and fell on the door.
15
I took a deep breath of a letterpaper that had just been sent, and it appeared in plain and simple fonts.
He sent a letter in which I held my trust, and the memories of the fragments were finally aggregated and the tears could not stop.
He doesn’t like her. But to succeed, you must marry that woman.
So when I found out about something in my head a year ago, I didn’t want to slow him down, and I didn’t want to let him go. It’s the only reason he’s resisting going to America to help me find an expert.
Because I knew most of him would be held at home if he went back.
Finally, he had to return to his country because the woman had committed suicide and had been coerced by her mother by her own life.
I wasn’t in a hurry to get back to the United States, but it was two months after I got back.
And when my mother moved to Beijing to treat me, he completely lost contact with me.
It’s hard to find out from the original landlord, but my mother told me that I’ve lost my memory and I don’t remember anything.
He chose to appear as a stranger when he thought about it countless times and was afraid that I would blame him for not speaking.
The letter is short, and I have read it many times.
He used to keep his words brief, but I felt helpless in his struggle.
I didn’t realize it was red.
Turns out my mom knew about me and him.
I’m telling you, there’s no such big coincidences and accidents in the world. Everything is arranged by the people who love me.
At the end of February, the Beijing Spring bloomed, and even the wind seemed innovative.
I was forced to become a bridesmaid for her and Cheng’s father at the request of a “blood book”.
In the early hours of the morning, the make-up artist dragged himself out of his bed and spent two hours putting on her bridesmaid makeup to the end of my mother ‘ s satisfactory nod.
The man in the mirror wears a white veil and wears a white veil with two hard-brushed white flowers on his chest.
“Mom, are you sure we’re not wearing the wrong clothes? I’m sorry.
“Do you understand the aesthetics? It’s a trend. Your uncle Cheng chose his own wedding dress. I’m sorry.
Hey, I’ve heard the first time you’ve heard about the wedding dress.
Uncle Cheng has a good eye. I’m just like the bride.
Beautiful and beautiful, but tired and tired. I’ve dragged a huge dress down his heels, two-and-a-half-steps in a guest’s cup.
The lights are shaking, the heels beneath my feet are shaking, and I pray in my heart never to fall, and bless my success.
It’s a good thing that the bouquets were successfully delivered to the beautiful lady and the handsome old groom.
“And that it is when the good women meet and love each other, and may you be in love with each other for a lifetime.” I’m sorry.
The light went out and the voice of the siège went down, and suddenly there was silence.
Lai Lai…
When that familiar voice rings, my whole body shakes.
Look around, and it’s dark, and it’s coming from the sound behind the projector.
I looked down.
“Liley, you say I’m your exception. Is that still true? I’m sorry.
My lips, my hands, my fingers, and my breasts are dreary.
“Did you say you’d let me keep you for life? I’m sorry.
The sound of the sound was softly shaken, I was dying to bite my lower lip, and tears were finally unbearable.
“Liley, look at me. I’m sorry.
Seeking fame, in a single light, he came to me in step against the light.
My eyes were on him, and I couldn’t move.
He’s still close, slowly rubbing my waist.
Get down on my forehead and say, “Liley, hold me. I’m sorry.
I’m out of my arms and I’m going to circle his waist.
His arms were so tight that it was so strong that it would melt me into blood.
Long legs, long waists, long faces, chords.
He looked at me, his eyebrow was warm, and it was all me.
That suit looks good on him.
It’s like seeing him in the first place, even after so long.
“Forget it back? I’m sorry.
I’m asking, tremors.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
He goes back, it’s a boring nostril, “Liley, I miss you so much. I’m sorry.
And I touched his hair like a puppy, and I said, “Are we going? I’m sorry.
“Don’t go. I’m sorry.
“What about the company, business, no more?” I’m sorry.
“No, from scratch. Will you stay with me? I’m sorry.
I smiled, “So why don’t you have a nice fiancée? I’m sorry.
He stretches his hand around the soft meat of my waist, and turns it into a squirm: “There is no fiancée, there is only a wife who has not crossed the door, right before my eyes. I’m sorry.
He opens his box and kneels before his chest, and the diamond in it shines, “Will you marry me, Lai?” I’m sorry.
They look at me like the stars, and they look even more beautiful than the diamonds.
The music is ringing, and the music is sung by old words.
I will look at you in the light of the moon, no matter what.
Let the moon light up your way back. There’s too much to talk about.
This is the right place.
I laughed with tears in my eyes.
Nod softly.
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Author: Wintergrass
Document number: YX01YM5NJy75Y4NVP
Published in 2022-04-21 20:31 Prohibition of Reproduction
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