How does it feel to be with you? – It’s Okja.
How does it feel to be with you? – What?
It’s five years since we met Mr. Fu. We’re getting married.
Mr. Fu’s name is one word. I was in my second year of freshman year.
A lot of shopping was done at the supermarket, and it was only when the money was paid that the phone was out of power, black screen.
For the first time, I felt how it felt to be dead, standing in front of the crowd, looking at the little sister of the cashier.
I can’t go back to some stranger and ask him to pay me.
And just as I was standing in the back of my head at 360 degrees, and how it worked to make myself less awkward, there was a low-magnetic sound.
“How much? I’m sorry.
“236. The cashier smiled and answered.
I turned my head, and I looked deep into men’s eyes.
He took three red notes out of his wallet and handed them to the cashier, and then he swung his mouth at me, whispering, “Sorry, miss, I’m going to miss the plane.” I’m sorry.
I’ll get out of the way.
When a man has paid for it, hand it over to me, and I’ll nod my head for it: “Thank you, will you leave a message?” I’ll give you the money when I get back to the bedroom and charge it. I’m sorry.
The man thought about it and quickly told me a string of numbers and left me with a clean back.
We recorded the number silently.
I didn’t expect that number to go down in my head.
01
A few times with a man.
The girl who owes you money at the supermarket.
Not accurate enough? I cried and put my head in my pillow.
Roommate: How are you? Why are you so sad every day? I’m sorry.
I turned around and said, “It’s about the supermarket, the man hasn’t been with me for days. I’m sorry.
“Didn’t he leave you a phone? You just call! I’m sorry.
“What if it bothers anyone? I’m sorry.
“I’d be happy to be disturbed if it were me.” I’m sorry.
“Really?” I’ll believe it.
The roommate laughed: “Really. I’m sorry.
So, I picked a time to call after work. He wasn’t busy, was he?
Cell phones are ringing five or six, and they just pick up over there.
Hello? “The man’s magnetic voice is coming through the phone, and it’s not real.
“Hello, sir. You’re not interrupting, are you? I was careful to ask.
“What’s wrong?” “With a strong nostril, I don’t think I’m awake?
“Sir, you bought a list for a girl at the supermarket a few days ago, remember? Here’s the thing. I’d like to give you back the money, but I’ve added you a few times.
The man seems to be reminiscent of his shallow breath.
I’ve been waiting for you, and my hands are sweating.
Finally, the man seems to remember:
“Good sir, I’m sorry to bother you. I apologize again.
The man laughed, “What’s your last name?”
“Well, I’m Lee. I’m sorry.
Hang up after the phone, I’m almost paralyzed in bed.
It’s just a phone. Why am I so nervous?
SMS is ringing, man is sending one.
I re-added, and this time I was finally adopted.
I: Mr. Fu?
Blue: Hmm.
I’m: I’m going straight.
Blue: Well, I prefer cash.
I:
Blue: 26 p.m. A plane at 8 o’clock, Cloudy Airport.
So, not only do I have to pay him back, but I have to pick him up.
I: Is it appropriate?
Blue: Don’t I deserve a dinner to save a girl in a supermarket who’s about to get into the floor?
I’m: Okay, I’ll wait for Mr. Fu at the airport on time.
Blue: Faure, please.
I’m “Li Fong.”
What’s wrong with this guy? He gave me a sense of grace, of grace, of ease.
Is it my fault?
I’ve been thinking about my chin, but this man is a very good man. He’s a very good man.
I’m feeling much better.
02
The day I picked up the plane, I dressed up early and waited at the airport, people were gone and men were late.
Although I’ve seen one at the supermarket, this time it’s still bright.
He was well-dressed, dressed in a well-dressed black leisure suit, with a straight-and-painted pair of legs, and a well-articulated finger and bone with luggage.
I waved, and he smiled at me, and he came to me: “Miss Lee is very faithful.” I’m sorry.
And We roused: “I am always on time. I’m sorry.
The driver was a broken mouth long ago outside the airport, and he got in the car and started again.
“Aigoo girl, you’re a handsome boyfriend. Is this the star who went out? I’m sorry.
“Not really. I’m sorry.
“That’s Net Red?”
“…he’s not my boyfriend, he’s not a star, he’s not a net. “I am my creditor, and I say it in my heart.
“What will you eat later?” he says. I’m sorry.
I blinked, “François dinner. I’m sorry.
The driver once again said, “No boyfriend, the girl has to work hard.” I’m sorry.
“Well, three-legged toads are hard to find, and there are not many men with two legs? “I’m a talker, too, and it’s easy to be taken away by the driver’s brother, and it’s been a while since he’s seen Fu-sung, and he seems to be very tired and asleep.
The taxi was parked in front of the big row, and I pushed his shoulder: “Here we are. I’m sorry.
He opened his eyes and took a couple of eyes to make sure, “François dinner.” I’m sorry.
I took my foot into the door, “Please.” I’m sorry.
One meal was a pleasant meal, and although Fu-sung’s dress and steroids were out of line, as I expected, he was happy.
I took 236 bucks out of my wallet and handed it to him, and he didn’t take it.
He’s just a little bit of an eyebrow and he smiles: “Lee, it’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry.
I ended up paying for my food, and I paid off my debt, in the words of God.
The evening wind was so cool and comfy on the human body that I was taken to the entrance of the school in a suitcase.
“I can go back alone. I’m sorry.
“It is the most basic upbringing of a gentleman to send a lady home. He bends his lips, “especially beautiful women.” I’m sorry.
It’s hot on his face, and the man talks nicely.
03
That’s how Fu-sung met, and it turns out that we all like to play games, and then we become friends.
In my original perception, boys play very well, playing in the field, on the bill, on the ad, but with the exception of Fu Xing, who is very good, but only in support.
“Uncle, I don’t think you can beat me. I’m sorry.
He was nine years older, and I teased him: “Why don’t I call you uncle?” You’re so old. I’m sorry.
It doesn’t bother at all.
He laughed, “Try?”
Then he was killed by me under the guard tower.
“You can’t beat a little girl when you’re old.” I’m sorry.
“No way!” I mean it.
“Do you want to go to Chengdu in two days? Let’s just say you won my prize. I’m sorry.
“I want to eat a hot pot.” I’m sorry.
The next day, the alarm clock didn’t ring and the phone call came in.
“You have 30 minutes to pack, I’ll wait outside your school. I’m sorry.
“Where are you going?” I’m sorry.
On the other hand, the sound of the phone was funny: “Go eat the hot pot.” I’m sorry.
I went on a trip with him.
Fu Sing had a meeting all day, and I didn’t think it would be good to go alone to eat a hot pot, so I waited until night.
“Tomorrow is not a busy day. He says:
I chew the beef in my mouth, “Well, then what?” I’m sorry.
“We can go shopping with you. * He bit the balls and looked at me. *
I’m just trying to say that you don’t have to. I’m satisfied with the fare you paid me to come back, and I swallowed it when I saw his face.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
The blessing of Tofu-song, with a particularly high rate of backsliding on the streets, even several streets with cameras to ask if they could make a video. I looked back and he wrinkled, and I refused: “Sorry, I can’t take pictures. I’m sorry.
There are so many people in the ancient world, and this, together with the weekends, is the world of people, and the sky blows up a fireworks, followed by the second, the third, and the crowd stops and looks up and looks.
And suddenly the voice of the Qur’an took hold of my hand, and he leaned down in my ear, saying, “There are many, so do not be scattered.” I’m sorry.
I um, noded my head and my ears started to turn red.
His voice was soft and soft, somber, and itchy in my ear.
“Little list, you got red ears. * The sound of a little laughter is ringing in my ears, and I turned red, and I looked at him, * * “Uncle, would you please not use the same thing you’ve been using on me?” I’m sorry.
He laughed, “Why don’t you try it? I’m sorry.
I wanted to give him a big mouth and I couldn’t do it to that face.
He rubbed my hair, “I’m kidding you. I’m sorry.
04
Since Chengdu’s return, Fu-sung has become so busy, the games are often offline.
I was really bored in those days, so I jumped on a very strong invitation from my roommate.
But I didn’t think that the roommates had invited a bunch of boys, and it was only when I got to the place that I realized they were being tricked.
According to my roommate, “I’m going to get old if I don’t get mad, and I’m going to find a dozen baby dogs to mourn my wounded heart!” I’m sorry.
D’s gonna jump, though I’m not saying a word, while my 857, 857 jumps, my cell phone blows in my pocket, and I pull it out, and the word “Uncle” is so clear on the screen.
Saying hello to his roommate, trying to find a quiet place to pick up, who knows that going to the bathroom is going through a long corridor, which is taking some time, “Hello? I’m sorry.
His voice came from a distance, and it was a bit unreal in the middle of the current: “Where? It took so long to answer the phone. I’m sorry.
I thought that his generation would not like a place like a bar, and then lied, “Let’s eat the night with his roommate outside.” I’m sorry.
And he laughed, “Yes?”
The phone was hung up, and I looked at the phone hanging up for some reason.
When he came out of the toilet and had not seen the person in front of him, his wrist was pulled and then pressed against the wall.
I was just trying to scold people, and in the moment I saw my face, I was like, “Uncle? I’m sorry.
He looked me in the eye and said, “Isn’t it the night with his roommate?” I’m sorry.
“The roommates are eating… to digest…”
There’s probably no better place to die than lying to be exposed on the spot.
“Dogs smell good?”
“Hmm? I’m sorry.
“I see you’re smiling like a flower, and your mouth is about to go up.” #Faces have raised the eyebrows on one side.
…and remember, it was like a roommate had a joke, but why is Fu Sing here? He’s here too?
“What, still thinking about the dog?” * I don’t talk to him. *
“I don’t like those younger than me! I’m sorry.
And then he smiled.
He tightens his arm and leans down until I’m completely in his arms, and his pretty eyes bend slightly, whispering, “That’s, like, bigger than you? I’m sorry.
The sense of oppression in front of him is too close, and I can smell the faint tobacco.
“Li Fong”? “The roommate came to the bathroom and just saw it.
Thank God!
I’m going to turn around and run to my roommate. I’m sorry.
05
When the show ended, a boy came to me.
I was just trying to pull out my phone, and I felt two sharp eyes on me, turning my head at the sound of something that wasn’t far away, and I had to say, “Sorry, sister didn’t.
My roommate is speechless, and I’m a little speechless.
Are you a fool? I’ve got dogs all these years.
When I got to the dormitory, under torture, I told you about Fu-sung, and then my roommate lamented, “You’re so lucky, that old man I saw, he was a thief and he had the watch, you know? A hundred thousand! I’m sorry.
“What does that have to do with me? I asked.
“Don’t tell me you didn’t feel like him! I’m sorry.
We turned over the bed: “I’m asleep. Goodbye.” I’m sorry.
“Come on, you pig! You won’t take it seriously! I’m sorry.
I’m covering my head.
How can you not feel it, but isn’t there a lot of things between uncles and students?
I don’t think I’m the exception to how many people play mistresses and three, and how many people are truly disappointed.
06
A few days later, Fu-soon’s head of the game re-lighted, and I pulled him, and he didn’t refuse.
“No bond today?” he asked.
This guy, it’s sour.
And I suffocated: “Uncle, it was an accident last time, and I simply thought that they were only going to jump.” I’m sorry.
“The others asked you to
I said, “Did I not give it to you? Then what are you doing in the bar?”
After a moment of silence, he answered, “Sit with the client.” I’m sorry.
I said, “We’re going to the bar with our clients. Men can’t trust us.” I’m sorry.
He laughed, “Who can count on it?” I’m sorry.
I said, “The roommate is reliable. I’m sorry.
But roommates can’t be trusted sometimes.
Five days off, three days off, most of them went home, my parents went out, I chose to stay in the bedroom, and who knew that aunt was here to visit.
When my tummy started to hurt, I was surprised. It was over.
I’m not in good shape, every day my aunt goes through pain, dies, sleepless all night, so the drawers usually have a box of painkillers, but it’s a coincidence that last time I finished, I didn’t have time to make up.
The tummy was another sting, and I bit my teeth tight, and my head was sweaty, and my phone was ringing right now.
“Do you have a plan? *He’s like he’s outside, I hear cars dripping.*
Uncle… can you get me a box of painkillers? I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong with you?” I’m sorry.
“I have a stomach ache. I’m sorry.
Then I heard the sound of the car, “Where are you?” I will take you to a hospital. I’m sorry.
“No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. I’m sorry.
“Okay, wait for me.” I’m sorry.
07
Half an hour later, I was in pain, and suddenly the door was knocked, and I went to the door with my stomach on it, and I stood outside the door, with the sound of God.
He didn’t talk yet. He walked in and grabbed me.
“Did you have some hot water to relieve yourself?” I’m sorry.
Although this position is vague, I am in a bit of a state of discomfort at the moment, fearing to fall, and stretching my hand around his neck: “No.” I’m sorry.
He took a look at me with blame, put me in a chair, turned around and closed the door, found a pot of hot water in the toilet, burned a pot of hot water, then slowly fed me medicine, and forced me to drink nearly half a pot of hot water.
“To bed? Are you uncomfortable sitting? He asked.
I’m sure it’s more comfortable to lie on the bed, but we’re all up. If I go up and rest, will Fu-sung leave?
I shake my head, “No, that’s good. I’m sorry.
“Does it hurt?” I’m sorry.
I’m a little funny: “Do you think it’s a potion that doesn’t hurt when you take it?” I’m sorry.
Fu Sing didn’t talk, and then he grabbed his hand and suddenly put his hand in my shirt.
Although I was wearing one of the underclothes, I was a little shocked and looked up in the eye, and he had no other movement but gently rubbed my belly.
I don’t eat people! I’m sorry.
It’s not too hot in May, but I feel so hot.
Then suddenly he realized that this was the dormitory of a girl, how he came in, and he laughed: “I am your uncle, my dear.” I’m sorry.
And then Aunt Tentage lets it go.
Maybe because of painkillers, maybe because of the aloes, but then my stomach didn’t hurt and I fell asleep.
Wake up again, it’s dark out there, and I’m lying on a bed covered with a warm water bag in my stomach, and I feel it, and it’s warm.
The horns of the mouth don’t even notice.
08
On Valentine’s Day, when I opened the Korean play in my nest, Fu Soo called.
Hello? I’m sorry.
“Come down, Uncle buy you dinner. I’m sorry.
Hang up the phone. I got up and washed my face.
Leaning on the tree, one-handed pull-starter, with a slight look.
He stood as green as pine and his legs were long and straight, standing there alone as a view line.
The girls who pass by can’t stop looking back.
Uncle! “I shouted:
And he raised his eyes and bent his lips: “What is wrong with him when he does not treat him as an outsider and does not draw a make-up?” I’m sorry.
I smiled, and I said, “What are we eating today? I’m sorry.
He reached out with his hand, slitting my ears, rubbing his abdomen, rubbing his earlids gently, and there was some soothing in the place where he touched, and I slightly redened my face.
“French dinner. He says:
I thought it was the first time I invited him to dinner, and I didn’t think he really took me to a real French dinner.
Black Land Rover stopped outside the restaurant and I softened my legs.
Uncle…
“Hmm? I’m sorry.
“Let’s go somewhere else, see if I’m in a hurry to go out without a make-up. I swallowed the saliva.
What kind of women are they? Clothes, heels, fine makeup.
And look at me, nice shirts, jeans, sneakers.
It’s a little out of place.
“It’s okay, I ordered the box.” I’m sorry.
I haven’t eaten pork, but I’ve seen pigs run.
It’s not cheap, it’s expensive, it’s expensive, and it’s a night view. How much does it cost?
“Uncle, you don’t have to eat?” I wonder.
Mr. Fortune pulled the chair, and I sat down.
He went to the other side and sat down and opened up the wine: “Let’s have a little dinner. I’m sorry.
I’m not eating any more.
He softened the table, and said, “Little, don’t save me money, I can’t turn back what I ordered, and I’m a little hungry today and I ordered a lot.” I’m sorry.
I don’t even want to turn my eyes over.
I’m flattered when I’ve had enough to burp on my chair and the waiter has a bunch of roses.
“Happy Valentine’s Day.” I’m sorry.
I was a little overwhelmed with flowers, and after a long time, the brain finally reacted.
Uncle, are you after me? I’m sorry.
He started his eyebrow, his eyebrow was raised, with a smile.
“I thought it was obvious what I was doing. He says:
It’s obvious, but I’m not ready, after all… the circle is different, and I understand.
I’m just an ordinary college student, who must be a small employee of a company after graduation, living nine to five days a day with a small salary.
For me… it’s like a star, bright, but too far away.
“I think about it.”
He held his chin in one hand and looked out the window: “It’s not just a small one, it’s not a moment, I want to take care of you.” I’m sorry.
Not without a love, nor without a word of love, but at this moment my heart is beating so fast and so fast as to say in my ear, “Listen, this is the sound of your heart.”
09
Fu-sung didn’t make me go back to school after dinner.
When the car was parked outside the school, a lot of sights came up, Fu Soo lifted up the window, and he put out the fire, and he took a slow walk: “Good night, my future girlfriend.” I’m sorry.
..the atmosphere became confusing, and I almost ran away.
It’s like he’s still laughing at his low laughter.
At 3:00 a.m., I looked up at the ceiling with no sleep, and I was thinking of a little tobacco.
It’s like you’ve got an addiction called Fortune, and you’re going straight into people’s hearts.
At 9 a.m., the roommate woke up and said, “Li Ho, someone is looking for you downstairs. I’m sorry.
I told you to give me time to think about it.
But I quickly packed myself up the stairs.
There’s not a high-profile figure downstairs, but a woman standing up…
She’s got a great figure. She’s got a nice dress. She’s a pretty girl.
“Hello, my name is Zhao Ining, Fu Sing’s ex-girlfriend. I’m sorry.
“Do you have a minute? I’d like to buy you a cup of coffee. I’m sorry.
What’s going on?
I was wondering if I was taken by Zhao Inin to the coffee shop.
And when the coffee came up, she sipped, and she opened the door: “You and Fu are not right.” I’m sorry.
“I know that you students are now able to break their heads easily when you meet a handsome, golden old man. I’m sorry.
“There are many women around him, women who have seen them, women who have come to the door. I’m sorry.
“He’s very busy. He’s been on business for half a month, and he’ll be busy with his company’s business when he gets back. I’m sorry.
“Do not look at him as he is gentle, but his bones are colder than everyone else, and it is only he who is left to himself. I’m sorry.
I’m messing with the coffee and I’m like, “So, you’re here to talk me out of it? I’m sorry.
And she said, “Yes, I have my own soul, but believe me, you are not right.” I’m sorry.
I laughed, “You misunderstood, we were not together, and I’m not her girlfriend. I’m sorry.
“That day at the bar I thought you were his girlfriend.” I’m sorry.
Bar?
I was thinking about that time when it was a bundi, and I started, “He was at the bar with you that day. I’m sorry.
Zhao Ining nod.
He told me he was with a client.
And I mocked myself, “Thank you, but it is you who, in my view, is in a muddy state. I’m sorry.
Leave that, I’ll take the bag and leave.
The moment I turned around, I couldn’t help but eyes.
He never seemed to say he liked me.
Those strange moments, they really look like love.
Didn’t Fu Sing say so? How would you know if you didn’t try the sissies?
So I’m just his test, a successful test.
10
Never thought I’d have a day to drink.
I didn’t want to go back to my bedroom, fearing that my roommate would find out and call me an idiot, or dare to go to the bar and get drunk and get “cassed,” and eventually I opened a hotel and bought two cases of beer in the supermarket.
Drinking alone, drinking and crying, crying and sleeping, awakening and drinking, a vicious circle.
When I met the bottom of my first bottle, Fu Sing called me.
I’m hanging up.
He fights again, and I hang up, and he fights, and I hang up, and finally the phone does not ring.
Quiet, I lay down on the floor.
Li, Fu-sung, isn’t it single?
I smiled out, you see, it’s God’s will.
Sleeping in a lost room, banging on the door, and I couldn’t bear to stand up and open, and standing on the door with a dark-faced veranda.
And I was unconsciously closing the door, and he stood in one hand and walked in, and the door slammed behind him.
As he walked in, he cleaned a round of beer bottles on the ground, frowning: “You a girl drink so much wine? I’m sorry.
“It’s none of your business. I answer.
“Why don’t you answer the phone?” I’m sorry.
“Don’t answer. I’d be happy if you did. I’m sorry.
“Li Fong, what’s wrong with you?”
“It’s none of your business! I’m sorry.
When he jumped so hard on his forehead that I thought he was going to be furious and then he broke away with me, he suddenly softened his voice, “What is the matter with you?”
Man is a particularly sensitive animal, such as the one who shouts at me, and I can yell back, and when he asks me, “Who are the ones who are the ones who are bullying me?” And I just want to cry.
“Don’t cry, Uncle is here.” I’m sorry.
I cried even harder, and I wiped him.
When we cried enough, I returned to peace and turned my back towards him: “Go, I will rest.” I’m sorry.
He was smart, and he immediately saw something wrong with me, and asked, “Who’s been looking for you?” I’m sorry.
“It’s just that suddenly, we don’t fit, you have your circle and I have mine, and our circle will never be able to meet one another, so Fu Sing…” This is as if it was the first time I had called his name: “Don’t come to me again. I’m tired of the stories of the chief and the students.” I’m sorry.
“Fun”? *He whispered, and then he laughed, and his voice was dumb: * In your eyes, my feelings for you were just playing? *
I closed my eyes and didn’t even dare ask him, did I?
Eleven.
The sound of the lighter came out of the air, and then the smell of tobacco came down.
I’m a little surprised to turn back, it’s the first time he smokes in front of me.
He even looked elegantly smoked, his fingers were long white, he was in a smoked position, and he stood still at his fingertips.
So why do you say that a man who smokes is charming? At this moment, the body reacted first.
I walked in a few steps, held his neck tight, showed his lips, and I thought it was alcohol and insects that made me lose my mind.
You’ll stand up when you’re shaking.
There was still smoke in the lips, and I went out and grabbed his coat, and he tried to grab my hand, and I pushed him away.
I’ve breathed a breath of fresh air, and I’ve kept clogged his lips, and I’ve slowly kissed him on the wall.
It’s too high, I have to stomp. It’s a bit tired, and I can’t stand it.
It was only when his hand reached into my clothes and touched my back that I came up with an edifice and woke up the wine.
Quick! I’m in the covers three or two steps and I’m on top of it.
“…”
A little silence in the room.
It took him a long time to get to the bed.
“So you didn’t want to take responsibility for me after you cleaned me up? I’m sorry.
“I can’t get my clothes off before I can get them off! I object.
He smiled, and I reacted to this.
No, I couldn’t lose, so I pulled the covers and looked him in the face.
When he turned his head, I closed my eyes, and he kissed my lips, and he whispered, “So why are we drinking so much today? Why are you angry with me?”
Speaking of which, I feel terrible.
“You asked me? Why don’t you ask your ex? I’m sorry.
“She’s looking for you? I’m sorry.
I sat up, “Yes! Tell me you’re surrounded by women like me! I don’t deserve it! I’m sorry.
“What do you think? I’m sorry.
I was speechless and then I laughed, “How can I feel? I think she’s right. I’m sorry.
“What if I say I want to have a home with you?” I’m sorry.
In that moment, I almost forgot to breathe.
Fu Sing slowly stomped on my forehead: Zhao Ining was my college girlfriend and talked about it for four years, and I thought we’d have a lot of time, and I didn’t think she’d left and went to America. I admit that in the two years she’s been gone, I’ve been in a bit of pain, but I’ve only been in those two years and I don’t like her since. When she came back from school, I didn’t go out, and then I started a company because I was called by my secretary a couple of times on business matters, and last time at the bar… I didn’t drink with my client, she threatened me to meet her last time. I went to talk to her, but when I met you, I lied to you and didn’t want to think about you, because to me, she was nobody, okay? I’m sorry.
Yeah.
It’s worth your whole life to hear everything you say.
And he kissed my lips again: “What if I joined you in your circle, as your boyfriend, and you were present as Mrs. Fu?” I’m sorry.
I suck my nose and bend my eyes. I’m sorry.
I think I must be the best girlfriend ever.
“Tell me how you found me. I asked.
“I put a location on your phone.” I’m sorry.
♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ I’ll tell you ♪
“Fu Sing, you fight!”
12
Everything he does, every decision is almost perfect.
For more than a month, he invited my roommate to dinner, and he took all my roommates off at the table.
I remember a few people who decided to take good care of the old man before going out.
“It’s too simple for us to know who we are and what we’re dealing with for the rest of our lives. “The roommate says,
And he held my hand tight and smiled a little: “It’s natural, and it’s who I think is forever.” I’m sorry.
The roommate got up a little bit, and I looked down, and I had a red ear.
Fu-sung drank some wine, couldn’t drive, and I drove him back.
Despite my driver’s license, I didn’t touch anything but the coach’s car. I’m kind of excited about it.
Fung put on his seatbelt and laughed, “I’ll give you my life. I’m sorry.
It’s a steady drive, except for a few brakes, if it wasn’t for the seat belt, the face would have hit the glass.
Stop the car. Fu signal me to help him.
“Uncle, you’re not drunk, you don’t have to wait for me to get in the elevator.” I’m sorry.
He was lazy and dazzled by the eyelids: “Small, unconscionable, who drank so much for whom.” I’m sorry.
I walked over to him with one hand on my shoulder.
“What floor?”
“22. I’m sorry.
Fu Sing’s apartment is very simple, and the main color of black and white is a bit more advanced, and the apartment is about 70 squares, but that’s the old saying.
The sparrows are small, they’re whole.
Throwing Fu Soo on the couch, my job is done. I turned around. It’s okay.
“This is not going to work.” I’m sorry.
We turned a blind eye against him without saying, “No, you cannot.” I’m sorry.
He suddenly sat up and pulled my wrist a little too hard, and I couldn’t stand my feet and fell into his arms.
His other hand gently suffocates my waist: “No, man can’t say no. I’m sorry.
I suddenly got red.
This guy is getting worse and worse.
The ear is a powerful heartbeat between the chests of men, and the nostrils are unique to men.
I was wearing a jacket, but after that, he slipped into the waist and took a little breath and pulled it up.
My fingertips accidentally touched my shoulder, and I shivered with a vibe.
He whispered, “Is my list so sensitive?” I’m sorry.
I had a low-magnetic voice, I swallowed and my legs softened.
That’s what they’re talking about.
Fu Sing didn’t bother me long enough, sent me back in the first minute before the dorm closed, he drank, so he had to call a car.
I tried so hard to prove I could go back alone, he had to send it and call it back.
“It’s late, I’m not worried. I’m sorry.
13
Back in the bedroom, the roommates were surprised.
“Li Fong? You’re back? I’m sorry.
“No way, Mr. Fu let you go? I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong with you? Or is Master Fu not good?”
I picked up a mattress on the chair and smashed it over, “You three are enough!” I’m sorry.
They’re ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.
After the bath, I lay on the bed and I looked at the ceiling out of God.
Honestly, I didn’t think he’d let me back.
It’s 20 this year, isn’t it?
It’s not small. It’s just proof that Fu-sung can’t?
It turns out I’ve been thinking too much. Fu-sung was just afraid I wasn’t ready to move me so fast.
It’s been so long since I was ready to be a year old again.
Fu Soo takes a double weekend break, so I basically have no class these days, and we’re in his apartment, playing games, watching movies.
Sometimes when I had class, he was dressed like a dog and came to watch me.
It’s good to have a life.
Then Fu Soo went to the United States on business, and I took a week off in silence and took his apartment the day before he left for business.
“Will the course not keep up?” I’m sorry.
I smiled and hugged his arm: “Don’t worry, uncle, I’ve asked my roommate to take notes, and I’ll see about that. I’m sorry.
“You’ve never left the country. * I do *
“When you graduate, when you have time, we’ll go wherever we want.” I’m sorry.
I pretended to sigh: “Alas, I have no work, no money. I’m sorry.
“Let’s give each other a hand.” I’m sorry.
I was laughing and avoiding, “Uncle, I’m a child! I’m sorry.
This trip to the U.S., I’ve just learned that Fu Sing is really busy, meetings, visits.
I don’t know exactly what he does, but he runs a company with a lot of people.
14
The day before his return, Fu Soo was finally empty.
He rubbed his sour eyes and turned his head and looked at me, and he got tired in his eyes: “Where are we going? I’m sorry.
My heart hurts him, I turn around, I take pictures and go back to the hotel.
After Fu Soo took a shower next to his bed, he fell asleep.
I played my cell phone, I filmed the night in L.A., and I made friends.
I thought for a while, I deleted the picture and re-issued it.
A night view, a picture with Fu Soo.
It’s all you.
I want every place to come with me. I want every picture to be with you.
Fu-sung, it’s you for the rest of your life.
He held me behind my back, he held me tight, and whispered, “The little one, next time in L.A., we’ll have a lot later.” I’m sorry.
And I bent my lips, turned my body, and pecked at his lips, “Okay, next time.” I’m sorry.
He kept his eyes closed and his mouth raised.
“Good night. I’m sorry.
When I was in senior year, Fu-sung was fine, and I was so busy.
The papers and internships are too busy for me to deal with.
The trainee company was close to Fu-sung’s apartment, and he was very fond of me and offered to live directly with him, and I thought, without hesitation, he moved out of the bedroom.
The roommate shouted, “The woman is a woman, she is a woman! I’m sorry.
I threw a beautiful eye at them: “Bye, sisters. I’m sorry.
It’s easier to stay in an apartment, not to get up early every day, and the paper has been used to help me find out, and even the clothes have been washed.
When I woke up in the morning and my head broke, I rubbed my hair, I put my shoes on and I felt something wrong, my calves soft, my waist sore, and I walked out of the bedroom and I saw two of my white insides, and I turned a big white eye and looked at the man who was busy in the kitchen.
Uncle! I’m sorry.
“Aah?”
“What happened on the balcony? I’m sorry.
He came out with a freshly made eggcake, looked at me on the balcony, and he turned his smile into his eyes: “I saw you tired last night, thinking you wouldn’t have time to wash your clothes, so I washed you.” I’m sorry.
I bit an eggcake, the entrance soft, sweet.
“I’ll do it myself. If you’re busy, find a class. I’m sorry.
“Where else have you been all over me?” I’m sorry.
I’ll hold it in two or three seconds, and I’ll put the chopstick in his hand.
“Father! Shame on you!”
15
The invisibility of a sour feeling between his legs is instantaneous.
The company party, as an intern, we wouldn’t have been drunk, but it’s just people who don’t like it.
Liu, who runs the finance business, holds on to a beer belly, pours on a couple of our interns, and I can’t find the North and the South if I don’t have any.
He threw up a little bit in the bathroom and called Fu-sung, and when Liu was about to pour on me in the second round, he opened the door and took a look at Liu.
“Yo, what brings you here today?” I’m sorry.
He was too lazy to talk to him, came to his waist and hugged me, and I grabbed his collar, softly, “Uncle, others.” I’m sorry.
He looked at the intern who drank so much that he was blindfolded: “Does Liu even let the intern go?” I’m sorry.
Liu’s bald head swallowed saliva, but in front of so many, he stood up to his backside: “It’s time for us to go to work on our company.” I’m sorry.
“I will certainly be lazy and leave this to you in charge.” I’m sorry.
Liu’s bald head is in a hurry: “Mr. Fu, there’s no need to alarm the general, I’ll send them home right away. I’m sorry.
Fu-sung stopped saying that and took me out of the hotel.
As soon as I get home and sleep, I’ll pass.
Fu Sing took off my shoes, took off my makeup carefully with a make-up towel, then wiped my face with a hot towel, and he bowed his head at the tip of my nostrils. I’m sorry.
He was sweaty and sticky, and We rounded his neck, “Yes. I’m sorry.
Fu Soo put on hot water, tried the temperature, held me in the bathroom.
He whispered, “Can you do it yourself?” I’m sorry.
I was dazed, he dropped me, just turned around, and I just fell in the tub, and I cried.
He carefully took off my clothes and pants, wiped my body over, the bathroom was too hot, and he took off his jacket.
The shirt collar was small, the collar was so delicate, I ate my saliva, reached out and ripped off his shirt and he was stiff.
Skinny waist, lined absteal muscle, and I put out my fingertips, “Uncle, your abdominal bicep is amazing.” I’m sorry.
I swear, I was drunk, I was a little dizzy, and I couldn’t say that in my sober state.
When he opened his mouth, his eyes suddenly became so gentle, he swam out of my waist with his hands, a little bit of his head around my lips, my lips entangled, and his panting was like, “How about we go to bed?” I’m sorry.
I was breathing and saying yes.
The kiss of Fu Sing was very aggressive, but that night, he kissed very gentle and pious.
“Little one, I’ll be good to you. * He’s got my earlobes, whispering in my ear *
The alcohol’s starting to get hot, and I’m holding his neck, trying to get more.
The troupe’s throat is rolling up and down.
It’s a bit… dangerous?
Seeing that the people up there didn’t react, I just spread my legs around his waist, “Uncle.”
“I’m here.” I’m sorry.
Fingertips go somewhere, men hum, especially sexy.
16
The memories are over, and the smiles are over: “The little one, the internship is over, let’s get married.” I’m sorry.
I was saying, “Marry first, get married.” I’m sorry.
He smiled, “Well, well, whatever you say. I’m sorry.
“The kitchen is still hot for milk, and the little one goes to the queen. He’s got a fist.
I’m posing like, “Yes. I’m sorry.
After I graduated, I stayed at the internship as I wished, and I was promoted to a small supervisor, although I know it might be for Fu-sung.
Uncle, did you say hello to our boss? I’m sorry.
“No, it’s not. I’m sorry.
“Then why did he raise me to be a little supervisor? I can’t understand.
And he put the guacamole in my hand, and stripped the next plate, and at random: “The day of the meal, the bald head of Liu, as you said, was close to me, and he heard it.” I’m sorry.
“And?”
“And he said, “Fry, you old cow eats grass!” I’m sorry.
“Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.”
Fu-sung held me in a bit of a hurry, afraid I’d roll down the couch.
“My wife is very young, and she’s always so much obliged. “I don’t know what she’s been up to lately, but I haven’t seen her for a long time. I’m sorry.
Shrem shuts up and dies.
It’s been a month since Naoko and he’s been back home. He’s been alone for a month! We’re almost there!
Enough laughing. I climbed his neck and put a kiss on his face: “Uncle, will you always be good to me?” I’m sorry.
“Well, I’ll always be nice to you.” I’m sorry.
17 Fortune
The first time I saw her standing in front of me and pretending to be calm, Fu Xian thought it was interesting.
The plane’s not in such a hurry, but you can’t just tell people I think you’re cute, so you want to help?
It’s been a long time since I got to the United States until I got a call from the little girl.
The cell phone remembered that the phone had been sprawled, and at 5 a.m., he tried to scold people, but the opening of the phone was the soft voice of the little girl, who woke up again.
Now that you’re here, you can escape?
He touched his hairy head, rubbed his left hand through the diamond ring on the little girl’s hand and laughed.
It’s been a long time since the little girl was herself.
The end–
It’s Okja!
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
