What kind of girl do you like?

What kind of girl do you like?

What kind of girl do you like? – What?

The light came out of the bar and he took me home.

I sat on his Bentley and lived on the top floor.

I held his neck and looked at him.

And he refused, without hesitation,: “Do not think of the little girl. That is not why I have left you in my house.” I’m sorry.

In order to be able to get closer, I arranged a play.

I fell in front of his car in front of the bar, and I had bruises on his white neck and arm.

Before the two scolded men came after me, I asked the men in the car for help.

“Please, take me home. I’m sorry.

The lights of the snowy car came, and I closed my eyes, and the next second I heard the sound of men’s coolness: “Get in the car. I’m sorry.

And We bowed down, and, as soon as the long hair came down to cover the cheeks, We drew the horns of the lips, and then pulled the door and sat in the side-drive.

He turned his back and looked at me a little bit: “Shall I call the police?” I’m sorry.

“Don’t…” I’m holding my shoulder, strangling on a leather seat, shaking my voice, “I’m afraid they’ll come out and trouble me.”

And his long white fingers snuggled, and slammed on the wheel, as if he were impatient: “Your address, I will take you back.” I’m sorry.

I sobbing a little bit.

“My parents are dead, I have no home. I watched him carefully, “Uncle, can I stay at your house for one night?” I’m sorry.

“Stamp your seat belt, fasten it.” I’m sorry.

And on the way to the house of Zhechichi, We held him by the window, with the light of my eyes.

His contours are deep, and at this point the light on the top of the car is obscurant, and the line is smoother. The tiny, long tails are always picked up, as if they were gentle and affectionate, but when they focus on their work, they appear to be indifferent.

I looked at him, out of God.

The first time I saw this face was at his sister’s birthday party.

She’s my sister, my half-brother.

I lied to Zenchi– my mom died, but my dad’s still alive.

In addition, he wishes to formally marry the triad of Zheir and to bring them together as lovers who are not secular.

That night, my father smoked half a cigarette and started playing with me: “Sing, your mother has been gone for two years and your father is too old to be accompanied and cared for.”

I looked at him face to face and said, “My mom’s only been gone for two years and Lin is five years old?” I’m sorry.

And when I pierced him, he rose up and pointed at my nose and yelled, “Who do you think is in charge of this house?” I’m sorry.

In my father’s eyes, he and Zheir and Lin Qing Moon are the ones who love each other.

Last month, after Jyle’s birthday, my father ignored my existence and gave her a big event at the hotel.

When I was in disguise, I saw my father and Jyul each carrying a glass of wine and looking at the man in front of me.

Men have a remarkable appearance, tall and handsome. Cutting the suit on him was even more impressive. When he was talking, he looked over my shoulder for a second, and he showed up.

At first I thought this was my dad’s big client until the man came out of the box, and Zyle came back.

When they spoke, it became clear to me that he was six years younger than Bjørn, and her own brother, Zhimuniya.

Zhang Yi Yuen! * I don’t know what he said * I’m sorry.

The men had already gone out, and it stopped, and they turned their backs, and suddenly a taunt came out of their sharp eyes, “Sister, you deserve it.” I’m sorry.

As he walked towards the door, I pressed the hood of the baseball cap and deliberately passed him over.

“Sorry. I’m sorry.

The sound of cold and distantness was ringing in my ears, and I looked in my head, and I saw a mole by his throat, lined up by a cold and white skin.

“…”

And it was at that moment, when desire and vengeance came forth, and suddenly We were determined.

I didn’t get my answer, I didn’t care, and I kept walking outside the door.

And as soon as he went out, We pushed the door of the box, and walked into it, reaching out in the eyes of my father and Zheir, and sweeping down the bowls.

Lin Sing! I’m sorry.

My dad came in angry and reached out and hit me. I took a big step back and managed to hide.

He came back and was stopped by his relatives, who had to growl.

“Get out of here! Get out of this house!”

And I held the doorknob, and I looked at him, and I looked at his lips, and I said, “Where is it? Don’t worry, there’s still a big gift for you. I’m sorry.

“Here we are. I’m sorry.

And the sound of the knowledge, which was cold, drew me out of my memory.

I went out with him. The elevator was on its way until it stopped on the 32nd floor.

The house he lived in was a large, open floor, and the renovation was simple. I sat on the sofa of high-level ash, and I watched the Pioneer go into the room and came out with a medicine box and crouched in front of me.

The one that fell in front of his car, I fell hard, my knee was bleeding, and even a few grains of sand.

“Shuss,” I whispered, “ache.” I’m sorry.

“Hold on. I’m sorry.

He said one sentence, and then helped me with the sap to clear the sand from the wound and disinfected it with iodine.

In doing all this, he was soft, focused, long eyelashes fell down, a thin shadow blurling the original coldness of his face and making him more attractive.

“Did you give medicine to anyone before, Uncle?” I asked him. I’m sorry.

He looked up and looked at me, and put away his medicine: “You’re the only one.” I’m sorry.

And suddenly my heart leaps a little, looking back at him, blinking, and blinking, “It is a pleasure for me — but where will I sleep with you, Uncle? I’m sorry.

The Pioneer ignored my charisma, and he led me to the lower side of the study.

“You’re staying here tonight. You need to come to me, knock first. I’m sorry.

He turned around and was stopped by me: “I haven’t asked, uncle, what’s your name?” I’m sorry.

He leaned against the wall and looked at me with a little look: “The abyss of knowledge.” I’m sorry.

I’ve known his name, but it’s like he’s got something different to say right now.

And We snuffed the lips, and suddenly we walked forward, and the nostrils almost hit his chest.

“Once you remember my name. I looked straight at him and said, “My name is Lin. I’m sorry.

Two.

I spent three days at the house.

At first he tried to send me away the next day, and I held my wounded knee, squeezing two tears and making up for myself a miserable set of times.

Both parents died, their families were occupied, they studied university on their own, and they were isolated from their roommates.

Listening to me without saying anything, and looking at me with the blind eyes, as if I could see everything.

I was blinded by him, so I turned my head away from his eyes, and the lower the voice.

And for a long time, he finally stood up and said, “In that case, stay for a few days.” I’m sorry.

He also gave me a spare key for me to go out for dinner during the day.

In the meantime, while he was working during the day, I went back to the school and packed something from the dormitory and got it to the Zhisuke family.

Before leaving, his roommate asked me, “Do you want to go home for two days?” I’m sorry.

Home?

Do I have a home?

“No, I went to my uncle’s house for a while.” I’m sorry.

At night I pretended to send him water to open the door, slipped down and fell to the ground and broke the glass in my hand.

“Ache…”

In the pain of my whispering, the knowledge rises and walks before me: “Are you all right? I’m sorry.

I looked at him with tears, and I couldn’t stand up. I’m sorry.

He exclaimed, then leaned down and reached out and held me up.

“How can you fall like this?” That’s no wonder it’s called celibacy. He went to the bed, put me down, “I won’t have to send me these anymore. I’ll do it myself. I’m sorry.

He was about to rise up and leave, but I held him by my neck, and looked at him with a blind eye.

It is clear that the Pioneer understood my hint, but he refused, without hesitation: “A little girl, don’t think so much.” I left you in my house, not for that. I’m sorry.

But that’s what I’m doing.

Even before coming in, a light dress had been deliberately replaced and perfumed in the back of the ear, and preparations had been completed.

And We did not set foot in his ear, but it was in his ear: “I am not a little girl. I’ve grown up a long time ago. I’m sorry.

“Lim Pie!” I’m sorry.

And he repulsed and looked at me, and looked at me, and looked at me, and looked at me, and looked at me, and looked at me, and looked at me, and looked at me, and looked at me, and looked at me.

The atmosphere is frozen.

I was in a bit of a state of embarrassment when I was about to say something and the doorbell came out of nowhere.

“Let go.” I’m sorry.

He seems angry.

I let go of my hand and I watched him walk out the door and I took the door to the study.

And then the door opened outside, and his cold voice came: “What are you doing here?” I’m sorry.

I ran all the way down to my feet and saw the face that Zheir had known: “What are you so nervous about bringing people home? I’m sorry.

She looked this way, and I took a step backwards, and her ankle hit the green tree behind her, making a slight noise.

“You really brought someone home?” I’m sorry.

She said she was going this way, and I was in a state of panic, looking for a place to hide and reaching out to stop her.

“I have a kitten. Turning back, he looked at this side of the empty library door, and said, “The little wildcat, who just came home, was scared of life. I’m sorry.

“Oh. I’m sorry.

Listening to him, Zheil’s dream is over, and he says, “You can help my sister this time if your brother-in-law’s company doesn’t work, it’s me and your niece who will suffer.” I’m sorry.

My dad’s company?

I’m moving on and I want to hear it better.

Brother-in-law?

“I see you haven’t understood the reality yet. I’m sorry.

He’s tall, tall and tall, and he’s stuck in a soft home uniform with a nice and fine muscle line, and he doesn’t look like a man in his mid-30s.

At this moment, he looks down at Zheir’s dream, and he looks like he’s got some kind of gruesome vibe.

“I know that no matter what happened before, I am your sister after all, and Kiyozuki is your niece…”

The dream said, “Will you help me?” I’m sorry.

Her movements and eyes are so vague, they don’t look like her sister to her brother.

As soon as my heart beats and continues to look at the door, I look down and look at the watch, and I say, “One minute.” If you don’t leave, I’ll call security and ask you to come down. I’m sorry.

I didn’t push the door out of the door until after Zyre left, staring at the abyss by the wall.

He turned to me and didn’t wait for me to open his mouth, so he took off. I’m sorry.

I’m in a coma and remember, 10 minutes ago, I was playing a scene where I couldn’t get up.

I’m trying to argue, “I’m just…”

And then he said, “Now that your legs are not in pain, go back to your room.” I have some work to do. I’m sorry.

He said, “Who is that?” I’m sorry.

“What? I’m sorry.

“Is that your sister? I’m sorry.

I looked at my head, and there was a dark mood in my pupils.

I can’t see what he’s thinking, but I can hear his cold voice: “You can think so.” I’m sorry.

The skin of the wrist that was attached to my fingertips was warm and almost felt the pulse. I couldn’t help but squirt twice and look into his ears and see a light red.

Then he drew back his hand.

“The forest is delicate. “You’re still a little girl, don’t think about it all the time.” I’m sorry.

I blinked and watched him innocently: “What do I think? Uncle, I just bumped into you. Don’t get me wrong. I’m sorry.

“…”

And the knowledge looked upon me, half of it, and suddenly drew upon its lips, and leaned down towards my face.

I’m nervous and I’m looking forward to it.

Then his breath stopped at a place near to Us, and he refused to move forward if there was no land.

And I opened my eyes, and I was picking out those pretty eyes with my eyes.

He looked at me with a silky smile and asked me, “Do you look forward to it?” I’m sorry.

“…”

For a moment, I was ashamed and angry, and I didn’t want to come forward and kiss him.

The cold smell of mints came in, separated in just a second.

And We took a step back, and looked at him with calmness: “Verily, I look forward to it, so take your own initiative.” I’m sorry.

After that, I didn’t wait for him to answer.

When the door was locked, my back was tied to the tablet, and in a quiet moment I could almost hear my heart beating in a hurry, and my cheek was burning.

I didn’t sleep all night because I dreamed of that instant kiss.

It was not until the next day that he walked out with two black eyes, but also with a dim blue and blue.

“…”

I looked at him and asked him, “Did you sleep last night?” I’m sorry.

“Well, last night took care of the job and slept late. I’m sorry.

He responded with a slight response, and put the fried butter bread on the plate in front of me. “Eat breakfast, I’ll take you to school after dinner. I’m sorry.

3

I was driven to the south entrance of the school and returned to my company.

Before he left, he told me to call me after class, and if I didn’t answer, I would take a cab. I’m sorry.

And We responded with good manners, and saw his car turn away, and departed, until it disappeared in my sight, and it did not turn to the classroom.

We’re just freshman year, and no one has the guts to skip school, so we’re sitting in a room full of people, so my roommate can take my place in advance.

I sat next to her and took out my textbooks and my cell phone from the bag, accidentally sweeping and reading a new message.

From my dad.

“Star, are you free to go home today? Dad wants to talk to you. I’m sorry.

Since my mother left, he has not spoken to me in such a gentle and intimacy manner that when I saw the news, I had a moment of confusion.

When I came back, I suddenly thought of what Zheir had said last night to Zhui Yi Yuen.

I started to realize that I was staring at my phone, laughing and throwing it back in my bag.

Probably because I didn’t get back, my dad called in the cafeteria at noon.

“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.

The man who was screaming “Get out of my house” a month ago said to me softly on the phone: “O stars, Daddy misses you. Come back for dinner after class today. I’ll let you cook your favorite food.” I’m sorry.

I thought it was funny and funny, but I promised to go back.

On the way, I was sent a message: “Are you finished? I’m sorry.

I had a handheld and I looked at it, and he didn’t reply, and he sent a new message, a phone number: “I’ll call you after class. I’m sorry.

Zyle made a table. Not a lot I love. My dad put a spoonful of chopbone soup in my bowl, and he laughed, “The stars, come and have some soup, you’re skinny. I’m sorry.

And with my eyes I drew the horn of my lips, and threw the spoon into the bowl and leaned back on the back of the chair: “I am allergic to peanuts, Dad, if you want to kill yourself with money, say it. I’m sorry.

He was stiff, and the smile on his lips was barely hanging: “How can the stars speak to his father?” I’m sorry.

“The stars, the last time you were at the hotel, your parents didn’t blame you…”

“Dad and Mommy? My mother died long ago, or you two were mad. “What, Jyul’s dream, do you want to go underground with her?” I’m sorry.

Zheir’s smile immediately disappeared.

My dad’s not used to me frowning at her. “Lin Sing, I’ll tell you something. And she left you the jewelry gold, you take it out, Dad’s in a hurry. I’m sorry.

It’s for the money.

And I lifted my eyelids and said, “No.” I’m sorry.

Lin Sing! He immediately intensified his tone by saying, “There’s a problem with his company and he needs the money!” That’s your mother and I for over a decade. Can’t you just watch it go down? I’m sorry.

I looked up in my eyes, and looked at him, and laughed.

“When my mother was lying in the ward, and you dreamt about it, you said that I was in the ward, and I was in the bathroom. I’m sorry.

I looked at his face, and smiled, and stood up, and looked at him: “Did you think about your marriage for more than a decade and 20 years, when you took this woman with you?” I’m sorry.

The sound was still on, and a hot stream was pouring on my chest.

It’s the forest moon across from me.

She threw out her rib soup in her hand and looked at me with a mean eye: “Don’t scold my mother!” I’m sorry.

The young face that hasn’t fully grown up, but it’s not like my dad, but it’s got a hymn. I looked at her for a few seconds, and I threw my hand at her.

“The Clear Moon…”

Zheir’s dream stood up, and my father stood up with his heart and he didn’t want to slap me.

And the strength of his strength was great, and I was struck over my head, and my face was numb, and my ears were buzzing.

Lin Sing, your sister is five! I’m sorry.

I put my tongue to the top of the sore mouth and looked at him and said, “Ling, I’m only 19 years old.” I’m sorry.

I see myself in the mirror by the wall of the restaurant. The balconies of the chest dye the clothes, the hair is scattered and half the face is swollen.

It’s like a poor thing.

The forest’s eyes are moving. “Pretty…”

“Ling, take the money, you die of this heart. I’m sorry.

I turned around, and my head was gone.

It was dark when I left. I was hanging around the street with my wounded face, and I bought a couple of beers at a 24-hour convenience store, sitting outside the door.

I drink and I think of the past while I think about it until the phone on the table vibrates.

It’s a phone call from the Twilight.

I didn’t answer it, and I watched it ring for a minute, and then the screen went dark and relighted.

“Pilot, I’ll pick you up. I’m sorry.

I picked up the phone and sent him the location, and after a few seconds, I felt sorry, and I withdrew.

“Don’t mind me. “I’ll go back to my bedroom tonight.” I’m sorry.

I didn’t really plan to go back to my bedroom with this face, and I can think of other people’s speculations and arguments.

But I don’t want them to pity me at all.

I sat at the altar and drank beer in a can and a can with the light from the convenience store window.

Drink to the midway, and the sky pours heavy rain.

I stood up dazed, sat down, grabbed my cell phone, ready to take a cab and stay at a nearby hotel for one night.

The next second, the familiar cold sound of the man is on the top of me.

“Pretty. I’m sorry.

He didn’t call me last name.

And I lifted up my drunk eyes, and I saw that the Pioneer was holding an umbrella and standing far from me.

The curtains were obscured by the dark light of the road, and he stood there, strutted and looked at me.

I stood up to my chin and looked at him and laughed, “What brings you here?” I’m sorry.

I think I must have been drunk, but how else would I have seen his constant indifference and deep sorrows on the rise?

The soft, warm abdomen softly rubbed my red and swollen face, and the sound of the rain soared, and the sound of the knowledge of the abyss so tender.

“Pretty, let’s go home first. I’m sorry.

4

The umbrella of the convenience store stood only a little and a half of the rain, and I was almost washed through, and I was standing up, and he was walking along with it, and he took the umbrella and threw it at the table next to me.

“You…”

I didn’t get it, he turned around, he bended over and picked me up.

As soon as my body was light, my consciousness reached out to his neck, and the next second I heard his low voice: “I can’t drink, I have to drink so much.” I’m sorry.

A little gentle rebuke was brought with it.

No one has spoken to me like that since my mother left.

My nose is sore, I can’t help but bury my head in his chest, crying out, “Mommy…”

And the cold rain poured down, and he knew that the puddle was frozen, but he did not say anything, and carried me into the car.

In addition to the warmth inside the car, there was a faint smell of grapefruit between my nose.

I’ve seen it through my body, tied my seatbelt and stretched out my hand, and I’ve had my hair rinsed with rain and my cheeks fixed up with patience, and I’ve been pushed behind my ears.

When he did all this, he was gentle and focused, and his eyes were as deep as the sea was near.

The wine surged, and I fell over and kissed him on his lips.

I feel like I’m not good enough.

And the movement of the Bronze was frozen, and half of it said, “Sweety, you are drunk.” I’m sorry.

Why did you come to me? I’m sorry.

I turned my head and looked at him, “I told you, I’m going back to my bedroom…”

He drove the car, and he said, “Don’t be so hard-mouthed, you’re a little girl, and no one will blame you.” I’m sorry.

The tone was calm, and only a little tenderness appeared in the gap between words, but it overtook me with ease.

I’ve been crying in my silent face.

“Mommy…”

It’s probably because I’m drunk and rained, crying to the end, and I’m losing my mind, and I’m losing my mind. The car was parked downstairs, and I was picked up by Takuchi, all the way home.

He put hot water in the tub and put me in.

Hot wraps, nice irons coming up, and I started undressing.

And then a warm hand came over and held my hand.

And raised their heads, and the face of the abyss, which was obscured by the hot fog, fell upon our eyes.

“Pretty. “When I get out I put clean clothes in the cupboard, you wash yourself.” I’m sorry.

I was drunk, but I was unconscious, and I looked at him with my eyes open: “We can wash together.” I’m sorry.

“…”

And he did not say a word, and turned away.

However, the pace was swift and looked like a runaway.

The bathroom door was shut in front of me, and the space was so quiet. For a long time, I pulled my lips, I bowed my head, I buried my face in the water, and I let tears and it melt.

I dreamed a lot of things the other night. When I was a kid, my mom was there, and I didn’t have a company, and I was poor. A month before my fourth birthday, one day after school, the person who came to pick me up in kindergarten suddenly became my father.

I asked him, “Where’s Mom?” I’m sorry.

My dad touched my face and said, “Mom went out to work and made money for Barbie. I’m sorry.

I cried “Whoa,” and I cried, “I don’t want Barbie, I want Mom…”

All month long, I was bored and thinned. Then on the day of my birthday, my mother pushed the door to my house, and put me in my arms, and touched my hair, and said, “Mom is back with me, and will never leave.” I’m sorry.

She likes to call me a sissy. She almost signed my name in the first place.

Then fortune-tellers said my life was too hard, and the name couldn’t keep it down, and then I became Lin Sing, and the baby became a small name.

My dad loved me too. My mother was the main force when the company was opened, and he helped me and took care of me: “Mother was too busy, and Dad grew up with her. I’m sorry.

After my mother left, Zyle came to the door with Lin Qing Moon and called me “Star” falsely, and my dad followed her.

I never knew why he was like this.

I’m just sorry.

In the blindfold, I sensed a hand coming over and rubbing the tears off my eyes.

And when the sound of the familiar tender voice rises, it is put to my ear: “Sweet…”

And We reached out to his neck, and cried out like, “The abyss of knowledge.” I’m sorry.

Then he fell asleep completely.

Then the next day he woke up and found me and the Pioneer in a bed.

Our head was on his arm, and the position of his pyjamas’ chest was marked by the drying of unknown liquids.

“Wake up? I’m sorry.

I was stiff, I looked up, and I looked in his cold eyes, and I said, “Last night…”

“I knocked on the door last night and found you almost drowned in the tub,” he said, “When I woke up, I’d go and wash myself. I’m sorry.

Until we sat at the table, he finally asked about last night: “Who made your face?” I’m sorry.

I’ve got a tight heart and a subconscious to see his eyes.

It’s quiet, but when I’m staring at me, it’s as if I’m staring at all of it.

I’ve seen my face in the mirror.

The power of the forest is so strong that even after one night, the face is swollen, and there are cracks on the lips, and I’m white, and the finger marks on my face are even sharper.

Such a clear wound cannot be ignored.

I was silent for two seconds, and I said the excuses I had made up: “It was yesterday that I was in conflict with my classmates, and he struck me. I’m sorry.

“What class?” He knocked on the table with his finger down and pulled a cold rad from his lips. I’m sorry.

“No, no, no! I’m sorry.

I got scared and jumped out of my chair: “A little contradiction, I’ve taken care of it — that, I went to college, and it’ll work out.”

He looked at me without saying anything, and when he did not speak, his eyes were cold, and he seemed to have a very aggressive airfield.

I stood up and looked at him and didn’t let my eyes panic.

Half of a sudden, his eyes were relaxed.

Then he stood up and reached out to my soft hair and touched it: “Then forget it, rest.” I’m sorry.

5

The following days, I did not return to school until the wounds on my face disappeared.

And Zhifu started working at home.

My roommate handed me a note that day.

When she asked, I looked down.

Not far away from the table, the computer screen is being watched with attention.

He must have been a little close-sighted, with a little gold-side glasses on his job for a long time. The lenses were thin, but all the cold and light in his eyes were put behind him, and all that was passed out was a piece of gentle peace.

But only yesterday I saw him deal with his staff, and I know that the Zhifu is not as warm as he looks.

I hugged my pillow and I saw God.

In all respects, he doesn’t look exactly like Zheir.

If I hadn’t heard them in person, I’d never have thought that Zhifu and her were brothers.

“What are you looking at?”

And I went back to my eyes, and I found out that I didn’t know when I was coming, and naturally reached out and helped me to pull out my hair.

“When will Liu Hai Long take you to cut? I’m sorry.

“Why do you look nothing like your sister?” I’m sorry.

And suddenly, the hand of the Knower tightens on my face.

“My sister… when did you see her? I’m sorry.

I knew what I was saying, and then I whispered, “That day she came to your house and I saw her through the door…”

“Don’t worry about her.” I’m sorry.

“It doesn’t matter, don’t worry about it. I’m sorry.

I am acutely aware that he does not seem to want to mention Zheir’s dream, and that his two conversations with Zheir’s dream were not pleasant.

Is there anything between the abyss and the dream that I do not know?

The next few days, I was living at the Tsai Yu family. Lin has sent me a few more messages, and I didn’t even look at them.

And he called me.

And I was strangling in the couch of the study, eating apples, and playing games.

The cell phone rings suddenly, and as soon as I saw the call, I looked up and looked at the abyss.

He’s looking at his cool and sharp eyes.

I swallowed the apple in my mouth and whispered, “My classmate came to me, I went out to take a call. I’m sorry.

“Good. I’m sorry.

I went to the living room to pick up the phone.

Lin Jin-jin’s words were not repeated, and he even implicitly took the plea: “Lin Sing, it’s all Dad’s fault, but even if the company isn’t big, it’s me and your mother’s for over a decade…”

I listened in peace, and I didn’t know how, and suddenly I was laughing.

I asked him, “Is this your company and my mother’s? When you transferred half of your shares to Yan’er’s name, you were already her company. I’m sorry.

I spent the last two days in my study with him, listening to his work.

He does not turn away from it, and all things speak before Us.

I heard a phone call yesterday. It was supposed to be Zheil’s dream.

From his indifferent response, I finally understood that Lin’s cooperation crisis this time seemed to be one of light faith in Zheil’s dream and cooperation with a factory that did not rely on it.

Lin Bin’s voice is “Sweet…”

“Shut up! “Don’t think I’ll be soft when I’m in love! The more you bring my mother out to talk, the more you make me feel sick. I’m sorry.

After that, until he answered, I simply hung up the phone.

I was in the living room for a while and I pushed back into the study.

The Pioneer is still sitting at the table, with those glasses on his nostrils, with a focus on his work, and he does not seem to hear what I just said outside.

I looked at him for a while, until he looked up and looked at him with a light eye. I’m sorry.

“I’m hungry. I’m sorry.

He knocks twice on the keyboard and pulls the chair up: “What do you want to eat?” I’ll do it. I’m sorry.

I followed him all the way through the living room, to the kitchen, to watch him pull up his sleeve, wear an apron, turn around to the fridge and pick up something, and hit me before I could back off.

“Aah…”

And We did not stand back and lean back, and knew that the abyss had taken my waist and carried me back into his arms. I was afraid to rub his cheeks on his chest dress.

“The forest is delicate. I’m sorry.

He shouted, “Stand straight.” I’m sorry.

“I don’t. I looked up and looked at his beautiful chin and said, “Unless you carry me out now, I’ll be here to cook you.” I’m sorry.

I looked up to him and looked at him like I was fighting in silence.

A moment later, he suddenly took the edge of his lips and smiled a little bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a joke: “You’ve got a lot of balls, and you can’t see the way you were shaking when you stopped my car.” I’m sorry.

Because I did.

I was whispering in my heart.

‘Cause you’re a good man. “I’ll just stretch out my hand around his skinny waist and say, “If you’re a bad guy, I’ll never turn my head back. I’m sorry.

“Good man? I’m sorry.

And when he stood still and looked at me again, behold, there was a dimness in his eyes that I could not read.

“Yeah. I’m sorry.

I’ve got a spot, my fingers up, and I’ve got a pretty butterfly bone in his back.

In fact, it’s a nice body. It’s a skin-skinned, flesh-skinned type. It’s a beautiful line.

I’m going to continue to explore, but my body is light, and he holds the whole person up.

“What’s a little girl like that thinking all day long? I’m sorry.

He went to the living room, put me on a soft sofa, crouched down, looked at me, looked cold and almost touched my nose.

“Stand tight. I’m sorry.

Then he got up and went back to the kitchen to cook.

I sat on the couch, and some of my frustrations sent a message to Kang-hyun: “If a man does not hesitate to turn me down, no matter what he does, what is it? I’m sorry.

Kang Qian is my sister.

In the years of school, she had several relationships and had a lot of fun. She left after graduation, and a number of older students at the school were able to read her.

“Men?” Ginger replied to me, “He loves you too much or he can’t.” I’m sorry.

I was just standing there.

This word of love is too heavy for me and the Pioneer of Knowledge, and we cannot afford a fragile link.

So, it’s him no?

Six.

In the way Kang taught me, I tried to seduce him many times, but he didn’t hesitate to push me away.

That weekend, I was sitting on the couch and playing games.

When I lost three in a row, I was in a bad mood, and I ran in and ripped his sleeves: “I’ll play games with me, I’ll lose so badly alone.” I’m sorry.

Play games?

“I won’t, and if you were with me, you would have lost even worse.” I’m sorry.

“With you, I don’t care if I win. I’m sorry.

I looked him in the eye, softened my voice, and said, “Come and play with me…”

He coughed and pulled his sleeve back from me.

“Get out there and wait. I’ll have you company. I’m sorry.

I waited on the couch for five minutes, and suddenly someone came to me.

“What? I’m sorry.

I sent a question mark through my friend, and he simply returned to me: “Go ahead. I’m sorry.

And then this state policy really took me to the canyon and killed him for two hours.

After the eight-time victory, I finally couldn’t help but ask him, “What is your relationship with Abyssus?” I’m sorry.

“Acquaintances”?

He said, “Are you talking about Zhang? I’m an intern at his firm. What he said in the company was who would give his little friend a score, double the monthly performance prize. I’m sorry.

I was like, “How many are your awards?” I’m sorry.

“It’s not much, but hundreds of them are.” I’m sorry.

It’s probably the power of money, and the wild king is so easy to reach, seeing my 2-8 performance without scolding anyone, but patiently appeased me, “It’s okay, slow down, no one’s ever been particularly good from the start.” I’m sorry.

I had a good afternoon in both rows with him, and in the living room I was laughing.

When I got out of the game, I ran to the door of the library, and I knew that the abyss was changing inside.

When he heard the noise, he turned around and couldn’t get to the upper half of his shirt button, so he looked at me.

The muscle line was luminous in the chest and waist, luminous in the light of the study room and white as the jade.

When I was unconscious, I swallowed my mouth, and my eyes fell into the eyes of the cynics, “The forest is so delicate.” I’m sorry.

“You hungry? I’m sorry.

I didn’t want to answer, “You won’t let me eat if you’re hungry.”

As soon as the exit was out, the man in front of him was tweaked and turned around, and his long fingers were put on a button.

The light comes from the side, and it looks more glamorous…

“What are you doing? Can’t I force you?

“Well, I’m afraid I’ll force you, okay? I’m sorry.

It’s like talking to kids.

He said, “Beautiful, I have something to go out of the house. Please stay at home for a while.”

I went after him and pulled his sleeves before he walked out of the gate: “This is your house, and you went out to hide from me?” I’m sorry.

He turned his head and looked at me, “Sweet, it’s work.” I’m sorry.

And I will not give up: “Then take me with you.” I’m sorry.

The air was quiet for a moment.

The idea of “bad, he won’t get mad” in my heart just came out of nowhere, and suddenly there was a gentle and undesirable force to hold my chin.

The next second, a warm kiss falls.

And the sound of my familiar voice squeezed in my lips: “Pretty…”

My mind has been torn to pieces, and I can only respond by instinct, “What are you doing?”

He took a little step away, gave me a moment to breathe, and the heat was still around me.

“Teach you what you call a real kiss. I’m sorry.

After that, his lips were put up again, with one hand on my chin, and another hand around my waist from behind, and my entire body was covered with a faint scent of grapefruit, and my legs were almost unsettled.

And when the last knowledge departed, We leaned in red ears against the wall of the gates, and could hardly look into his eyes.

At this moment, I finally know how poorly… the means I’ve used before.

He reached out his hand and put my hair in his ear and whispered, “Let Shih play with you, I’ll be right back.” I’m sorry.

He’s the national high school intern. He sent it to me with great enthusiasm, just after Aiyoshi left.

“How much did he pay you?”

“If I give you a good score tonight, then I’ll sign it myself.” I’m sorry.

“Just one star, is it so valuable…”

“This is my trumpet, my trumpet! “You’re the diamond. How can I take you? Wait, I’ll bring you the king tonight. I’m sorry.

“O little Joe, what is your relationship with Zhang?” I’m sorry.

“You guess?”

“Uh… the daughter of a relative? After he said it, he rejected it himself, “but it’s not so much like it. The last sister took his niece to the company, and the little girl was screaming like an uncle.

Forest Moon?

The pain that was poured on that day by the boiled bone soup seemed to be still in the chest, and I dazzled for a moment, waiting to return to my eyes, and some of the pranks struck the lips.

“I’m his girlfriend. I’m sorry.

“Aah?”

Too shocked to slip into the other side’s defense tower.

He ignored the words of one of his teammates, who said, “No more, no more.” I told you how many female co-workers had a crush on him and he didn’t care.

He said a bunch of things and finally moved himself: “Joe, Yan is always a good man. You’ll be happy with him! I’m sorry.

I’m on the phone, I’m funny, I’m sad.

It’s a good man, of course I know.

We approached him with a good purpose, and he did not know who I am, but, after having heard of the miserable life which I had invented, acquiesced in what I had done in his house.

But if he knows who I am…

But if he knows I’m close to his purpose…

I suddenly lost interest in the game because of the pain and panic that came from deep inside.

When the game was over, We said to Sam, “I’m done playing.” I’m sorry.

“Oh, why don’t you play? Didn’t we have fun tonight? I’m sorry.

And when he had spoken in half, suddenly the sound of the door was opened at the gate, and I turned my face, and I stood there, and looked at me in the darkness.

“Joe-Joe, my angel-Joe, you can play with me a few more games. I’ll take you to the king tonight…”

I turned away from his noise and ran to the gates, looking up at the abyss.

“You’ve been drinking? I’m sorry.

“Hmm. “Don’t mind me, keep playing.” I’m sorry.

The sound of silence.

After that, he stopped looking at me and went straight to the bathroom.

7

I was in place for a while, and then I remembered, when I knew the door, the words I said from Sam, when I didn’t know what I was saying, seemed to be particularly obscurant?

So that’s why he’s upset?

And suddenly my mood leaped up and looked at the bell on the wall, and I went back to the second floor and replaced it with a soft nightingale, and then knocked on the door of the bathroom.

“…”

There was no response, but the door was not locked.

He sat in the tub, wearing his shirt, with his head down, like he was awakening.

I went over there, I held my head down by the tub, and I approached him on purpose.

And he looked at me without a word, as though he were calm, but his eyes were as if the water were calm, and there was a slight spout.

I looked down and kissed him.

The sound of the dumbness was ringing between my lips and my tongue: “Pretty.” I’m sorry.

And We said, “Acquainted with the abyss, you are jealous.” I’m sorry.

“Get out. * And the sound of the sand *

Why did you turn me down? I couldn’t help but look at Kang when his words were flashing through my head: “Do you not want or are not well?” I’m sorry.

The cold, cold eyes were closed before me, and they were opened, and there was a radiant glow. Then he stood up from the tub, and he held me up wet.

And We leaned in his arms, and held him in his neck, and looked at him with a bright look, and covered his lips with a smug smile.

He took me into his bedroom, put me in a soft bed, and looked at me, “Sweety, you’re too young, and it’s better for a boy of the same age.” He’s got a lot of language in common with you.

And I looked at him with my chest suffocated and my lips: “But it was you who loved me. Will you push me to someone else?” I’m sorry.

“Do you know what that means?” I’m sorry.

“Of course I do. I looked at him, “I’m not a little girl anymore! If you don’t want, I can go find someone else.”

And the eyes of the Knower are dazzled.

The next second, my wrist was grabbed by a force track, and then my kiss fell.

I have no way to think rationally, but to hear the sound of the magic of knowledge.

“Pretty, hands.”

I shrunk to the back.

He laughed, “Beautiful, your hand is too cold. I’m sorry.

Then I jumped out of the bed and washed my hands in red, and then came back, and I sat by the bed and looked at me.

I saw him with a cigarette box in his hand, and I walked out of his mouth and bit him in the mouth, and said, “Where is the fire?” I’m sorry.

“Pretty, don’t be successful if you can’t smoke. I’m sorry.

“Who says I won’t! And We stared at him with a fierce stare, and said: “Don’t think of me as a little girl who is ignorant.” To tell you the truth, I’m doing the same thing. I’m sorry.

I was silent for two seconds, and then I reached out with my hand, and I took the smoke off my mouth, and I said, “No, no. I’m sorry.

“…”

I sat in embarrassment, and my ears rose red.

I’d really like to ask you, why don’t you really do something with me, think about what just happened, just for a second, that’s enough to make my face hot.

The air was quiet for a moment, the knowledge reached out and touched my hair, and the sound was left with a few undisappeared intoxications and sands, but the tone was soft: “Sleep not too early.” I’m sorry.

And this night, the Knower was sleeping with me.

I think he’s been drinking a lot, but he’s got a few senses left.

In this case, he chose to remain close to me, which at least proves that he has some affection for me?

I couldn’t help but wake up the next morning and I used my hands and legs, and the whole body was stuck on him.

I was almost burned, but I was calm, and I stretched out my hand on my waist, and I shot, “Okay, go down and wash.” I’m sorry.

I looked at him for two seconds, and I had to go in, and I had the guts to go over: “No, I want to kiss early.” I’m sorry.

“Pretty, you haven’t brushed your teeth…”

The rest of the words were swallowed up by force.

And We pecked and kissed on the open lips, and left at a swift speed, and looked at him laughing.

“Can we wash now? I’ll make breakfast. I’m sorry.

He didn’t push me away, he didn’t resist.

I’m in a good mood, singing to brush my teeth in the bathroom.

I’ve been living here for over a month, and I’m getting the feeling that this man is really a good man. He lived in a flat of more than 200 squares. He never asked for an hour to work, but he managed well.

He’ll get up and make breakfast.

I even took a shower and dryed my hair and then went to the bathroom, and the floor was cleaned up.

Since my mother left, no one has ever looked after me so badly.

When I realized that, my nose was sore, my head was so busy, I bit a big bite of an egg as a cover.

And the next second, a little force fell on my face.

“What time is the end of class today?” I’m sorry.

I was sucking my nose, and I thought, “There are only two professional classes today, leaving at 3:00 p.m..” I’m sorry.

“Wait for me at the school entrance after class. I’ll pick you up. “He’s got his hot fingertips on my hair. “I’m gonna cover my eyes, take you to cut, buy some new clothes. I’m sorry.

I was going to tell him that I actually changed my laundry and put it in the bedroom.

But the words went back to the mouth.

For it was a moment when I realized that I was so looking forward to walking in the light of the sun with the hand of the abyss of knowledge.

8

At the end of the last session, I said goodbye to my roommate and I went to the south door with a bag.

The black Benley parked by the green belt on the side of the road. And he was leaning next to the car, leaning his head and bit a cigarette in his mouth.

And the white fog was scattered in the air, and suddenly I remembered, and before me it seemed as though no smoke had ever been smoked.

When the Abyssian abyss stood there, its appearance was so great that the male college students, whose faces were so tightly condensed, did not lose about twenty cents of their surfaces, with a few more mature and apathy. At the end of the class, a number of students from outside the South Gate came and looked at him.

He’s always been a very bright man, just a close distance, and I’ve ignored it from time to time.

But why should he be the brother of Zheir?

I’m going to pull the door first, and I’m going to sit down on the side wheel before I get a little bit of the pain in my heart.

He then suffocated the smoke, threw it into the dumpster and drove me to the commercial street in downtown.

Finish your hair first and buy a couple of summer dresses at the mall.

Among them is a long dress with a rim-mint green belt, and the folding of three veils is just to cover under the calf, with a thin ankle.

I was wearing that dress, and I turned around in front of Abyssa, and the skirt was scattered.

“Is it good?”

And he sat on the couch next to it, and he hit his fingertips on the table, and he stood up, “Looks good.” You wear it, I’ll pay. I’m sorry.

And when she had known that she had gone out, she cut me with scissors, and said: “Your brother is very kind to you, little girl.” I’m sorry.

I sorted my skirt a little bit and looked out at the cashier.

Zhong Yi Yuen is swiping cards over there.

And We took the lips and laughed at her innocently: he was not my brother, he was my boyfriend. I’m sorry.

The young lady is a very well-qualified professional, fast-adjusted face and polite smile: “That is a long and long wish for you both.” I’m sorry.

And when I went out, I asked Quiyuzumi: “Do you think you’re rich when we walk together like this? I’m sorry.

He said, “I already have money. I’m sorry.

“…”

That makes sense. I can’t argue.

Get out of the mall door and I reach out and grab his arm.

and knew that the abyss was stiff, but it was not thrown away, and I was left to carry it.

So I went in, and put my cheek over his face, and leaned on his shoulder: “The abyss of knowledge.” I’m sorry.

“You.”

The voice of groaning and tender, and then a hand stretches down to my ten fingers. It spreads in a soft field of knowledge, and it is quite different from the apathy that I met him the first time.

As if the softest part of the heart was also covered with tenderness, and We tightened his hands.

When I got back to the car, I was on the steering wheel, and I was on my side, asking, “What do you want to eat at night? I’m sorry.

I was just about to answer the question, and my eyes were sweeping out the window, and suddenly the whole man was frozen.

In front of the mall not far away, the sun was shining in gold, and a couple was standing next to the green belt with a little girl, and the men were reaching out to clean her hair, and the women were looking at them softly.

This was supposed to be a lovely picture.

But that woman and the little girl, it’s Zheir’s dream and Lin Qing Moon.

Men have a completely strange face, not Linjin.

I looked at them, and my heart blew up and I couldn’t spit a word.

Zhifu found out about my anomaly. He stopped and looked at me.

“Pretty. I’m sorry.

The sound of a gentle voice was ringing in my ears, and suddenly I turned back to my soul, and realized that I was still sitting next to him, looking at me with my eyes.

It’s like I suddenly fell from a dream and remembered what I was doing at the beginning.

— To avenge Zheir’s dream, Lin would never marry her to take my mother’s place.

I didn’t wait for my answer, and I repeat, “Smuggle.” I’m sorry.

I bit on my lips, took away my eyes, and looked at him in a big dress: “Is that your sister over there?” I’m sorry.

He smiled slightly: “You can still recognize her.” I’m sorry.

Of course.

I recognize her as ashes.

“When she came to your house, I saw her through the door…”

I am looking at you with all my words.

At this moment, his eyes swung up in the shadows and, unfortunately, in a flash, he quickly returned to a consistent climate of uncertainty and indifference.

I put my hand behind my back, and I was so nervously strangled, that the sharp pain slowly calmed me down that I quickly built a complete set of excuses for follow-up in my heart.

And the Lodge was not asked.

He just nodded his head and took his eyes back: “It doesn’t matter, don’t worry about her. Let’s go eat. I’m sorry.

9

I ordered a bottle of wine at dinner at night because I was depressed.

The bright pink liquid is in the glass and tastes sweet.

I couldn’t bear to drink more than two drinks, and I didn’t think it was too much, and on the way back, I got drunk and I was all on the back of my co-driving chair, and my cheeks and ears were burning.

Zhifu stopped the car and came here to pull the door for me.

And I moved, and raised my head, and looked at him with pity: “Soft legs, unable to walk.” I’m sorry.

The smile on his lips was too thin, naturally reaching out his hand and carrying me out of the car.

I put my face on his chest and I heard the beats of my heart.

He was holding it very firmly, and I almost felt nothing, but the light in front of him was in the dark, and then a faint, warm scent came.

“Pretty, home. I’m sorry.

And behold, my nostrils were sour, and it fell into his arms, and wept.

“I haven’t had a home for a long time…” I’m dying to grab the fabric of his chest shirt. “I don’t have a home anymore. I’m sorry.

My mother’s condition had rapidly deteriorated before she found out about her relationship with Ying.

She described the months that she was lying on the bed, when the forest was almost invisible.

I called, and he said, “Sweety, your mother is so sick that the company has to be looked after. I’m sorry.

My mother seemed to have anticipated something, and she had the doctor give her a painkiller, forced her to go with me to the DMV and transferred the most valuable house in the family to my name.

“I also left you some valuable jewelry and gold in the safe at the bank…” “The pain of the pain kept her from talking, “and your father couldn’t trust him anymore.” After I left, the company couldn’t last long without him. I’m sorry.

“My tenderness, without him, can live well. I’m sorry.

She reached out with her skinny hand, shivering and touching my hair, and her skinny back was a tight needle.

I held her hand, shook my head and cried so hard. My mom coughed her head off for a while, and I helped her with the towels in the bathroom in the single room, and the forest went in with a Zheil dream.

“Do not worry about it, and leave everything in your home to the dreamer.” She’s a good woman. She’ll be good for Linsung. I’m sorry.

It’s Linjin’s voice, without any sadness.

“Alas, sister, you’ve worked so hard for so many years, I’ve been blessed. I’m sorry.

It’s the voice of Zyle’s dream, even with a little smile.

These are the two words, the two voices that I have written in my heart, to remember today.

But when they are idle, their hearts change.

There are many things in the world that I do not understand.

How can Lin and my mother be so devoted to each other for 20 years?

Why can’t Zheil’s dream be rewarded for being so straight and incriminating?

For example, why should I be in that position?

No results.

Numerous complex emotions circled over my heart, and then I cried so hard in my knowledge that he patiently, one by one, wiped my tears.

I was told, “Beloved.” I’m sorry.

We caught his hand and opened his mouth: “Do not leave me.” I’m sorry.

“No, baby.”

“Mom, don’t leave me…”

I muffled, unconscious, until I fell into darkness.

I don’t remember anything after that.

When I woke up the next day, I was lying in a clean nightgown. On the bed, yesterday the mint green dress was washed dry and hung on the bed.

I went to the bathroom with my insinuation head, and then I got scared by my own red and swollen eyes in the mirror.

When he went out, he ran into the Pisper, and he took the fried toast to the table, and he poured a glass of milk and put it in front of me, whispering, “Are you sober? I’m sorry.

“…mmm. I’m sorry.

“Eat first. I’m sorry.

I ate breakfast while I looked at him from time to time unsettlingly, and I was not sure that I had said anything that I should not have said when I was drunk last night.

It’s like I’ve had a lot of emotions and things in my heart, and I just happen to get drunk and I’m out of control.

And the face of the Lodge did not see any cracks. And when I snuck out of my sight the twentieth time, he stretched out his hand and drew out my hair in my ears, and said, “After the day, go back to the dormitory and pack up.” I’m sorry.

“Aah?”

I looked at him a little bit, and I didn’t understand what that meant.

“Your daily goods, your laundry, your school books…”

As he said, he stood up and pulled the tie on the back of the couch and started to tie it: “Anyhow, I’ll drive to pick you up in the afternoon, and I’ll do everything I need to do. It’s a big house, and you’ve been living in it for so long. I’ll drive you to school in the morning, you can come back in the afternoon, and I can get someone to pick you up.”

His voice has been softly said, and in his words, he has almost sketched out a very sweet picture.

It’s beautiful, very moving.

But why?

When I was just looking at him, as if I hadn’t heard from him, he came over and held my hand, “Young girl, don’t pretend so much.” I’m sorry.

“What do you mean, Zilong? I’m sorry.

“I mean, baby, move in with me. “He raised his hand to the top of my head, and he touched it softly, “and you can take it as your home. I’m sorry.

10

After this afternoon’s class, I went back to my bedroom to pack my things, and my roommate looked at me with surprise: “Lin Sing, will you never come back to live?” I’m sorry.

I threw a folded sleeping dress in a box and shook my head: “It’s not necessarily true, it’s possible that I’ll come back for a little while. I’m sorry.

Finally, I dragged two huge suitcases downstairs, and my roommate took care of the rest.

He’s downstairs waiting. He picks up my luggage and puts it in the trunk.

The roommate saw him, his eyes were straight.

When I get in the car, she sends it to me.

“Yeah. I’m sorry.

“Help, how handsome! Does he have a girlfriend? I’m sorry.

And We looked up and looked, and the plentiful abyss was driving, and in the rear-view mirror the cold and distant eyes were reflected.

So I looked down, and I said, “Yes. I’m sorry.

The roommate expressed disappointment.

The car drove downstairs and I took the suitcase up with two bags of groceries behind him.

“This is your cloakroom. I said, “You know, I don’t want to go in there.” I’m sorry.

The cold key sews my heart, and the slight pain goes from the end of the nerve to the heart.

For a moment, my tears almost fell again.

“Why is there so many tears to shed?” I’m sorry.

I shook my head, and I didn’t say a word. I just jumped in his arms and held him hard.

That’s how I and I started living together.

Almost all the housework was done by him, and I was so upset that I offered to share it with him, thinking that he was too busy to take care of me.

When I said that, I was making snacks in the kitchen, because I had a cheese-painted mashed before I went to bed last night, and I couldn’t forget it until today.

He listened to me with a little bit of patience, and then he said, “No, even if you don’t live here, I’m doing this housework.” I’m sorry.

“That’s not the same, after all, I live for nothing, and I have to pay for it. I’m sorry.

“Well, then go to the fridge and bring me the bacon you bought yesterday.” I’m sorry.

Is that what you call it?

I looked at the abyss, and he stretched out his hand, trying to get used to it, and before it fell, I thought I had mashed potatoes on my hands, and then he took it back.

“Go on. I’m sorry.

I really turned around and took the bacon back and sat at the bar with my chin on it.

I didn’t open my mouth until he brought the hot potato mashed to me and handed over a spoon with his hand. No one has taken care of me since my mom left. I’m sorry.

Instead of responding, he lifted his apron and went to the other side of the bathroom, where the smell of cream left over the butter mixed with the fragrance of the grapefruit on his body and melted into an invisible warmth.

He took a few steps and stopped and looked at me.

After all, you called me mom twice. I can’t take advantage of you for nothing. I’m sorry.

He walked straight into the bathroom and didn’t look at me anymore.

I’ve called Zhisuke twice Mother?

Trying to search for images from memories, a moment later, I found out in despair that it was true.

I sat in a high chair with a spoon handle and my ears were red.

The longer I lived with Abyss, the more I realized that he was in fact a gentle and caring man, contrary to what I thought at first.

On one occasion, I pretended to watch a horror film and got scared and knocked on his door in the middle of the night and said I’d sleep together.

The light on the bed headlight was dark, and the contours of the cold and hard cheeks were softly and softly in an inch, with a few centipedes remaining in the eyes.

“Come on — knowing that he’s scared and watching horror movies.” I’m sorry.

I was wrapped in his blanket, I felt the warmth of the undissolved abyss, and soon felt sleepy again: “When I opened it, I thought it was just a science fiction film… ..

I slept in the middle of the night, and my period came.

I realized that I was wrong, struggling to open my eyes and turn on the headlights, to see the red red in the pyjamas, and then I realized what was going on.

He’s calm, calm and gentle, and he can’t see the obvious: “Get up, get changed and come to bed, I’ll change the sheets.” I’m sorry.

When I was ready to go back, the sheets and the pyjamas were changed, and there was a little sweet smell in the room.

And at the beginning I slept in a new soft little blanket.

The next morning, milk was also replaced with hot red ginger tea.

Then I played games with Sam, and he succeeded in bringing me to the king and taught me to enter the field.

I told him about my discovery, and since Sam was silent for two seconds, his voice was so high, “I’ll admit it, be gentle — are you kidding me? I’m sorry.

“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.

“You don’t know how scary Zhang’s fire is… I had two wrongs on my program the other two days, I didn’t check it out, I couldn’t tell him the results, he didn’t say anything, just staring at me, and I felt like I was about to roll over that day.”

And I looked up, and I was sitting on the couch next to it, flipping a book, and I heard a voice, and I looked over here, and my lips were covered with a radle of smiles.

“Of course, the last thing I did was ask me to go back to work, not to quit, but I always felt like I was on the brink of death…”

And I couldn’t help but interrupt him, as he was murmuring, saying, “Well, I didn’t wear my headphones, and you sat right next to me. I’m sorry.

The air calms down.

A moment later, Sam screamed, “Joe, you’re hurting me! I’m sorry.

And then light-speed exited the room and got off the game.

And I turned my eyes, and looked at it, and it deepened his lips and opened his arms to me.

I jumped over him, and he held me in his arms.

And He raised his hand, and touched my hair, and asked me, “Are you on leave?” I’m sorry.

“Hmm. And I’m going to tell you, “It’s only a month till exam week, half month after exam week, and then summer vacation. I’m sorry.

“Wait till summer, I’ll take you to Shanghai. I’m sorry.

He said in the usual way, “Don’t you always want to see the pink fox in Disney?” I’m sorry.

Pink fox?

And I stunned, and suddenly I answered: “Linabelle! I’m sorry.

I don’t care what I call it: “Then Lina Belle, you’ll see her next month. I’m sorry.

I’ve been at home for a few days, and I’ve been working on Lina Belle’s video and expressing my desire to see her for myself.

I thought it was a very small thing to remember.

I suck my nose and bury my face in the chest, whispering, “Why are you so good to me, Uncle Yan?” I may not be a good man, but you may regret it one day.”

One second, two seconds… ..the quiet atmosphere spread for a long time, and the sound lines that were so low and well known went into my ears.

“Don’t think so, petty. I think you deserve it. I’m sorry.

My eyes are sour and my back is tighter.

Two months later it was Lin-jin’s birthday, and my plan was to break their fantasy of marriage on his birthday, with the hands of Zhiyi-Yu, and in front of his dream.

But at this moment, I wish only to deceive myself and continue to flee.

It’s true to pretend that I’m making it up. It’s just because of the heart.

The beginning of what is like for Me and the Unseen is not a revenge.

Because I can’t leave him.

Eleven.

I did not ask any more about Zheir’s dream, but what I saw in his car that day fell upon my heart.

Who’s the man with Zheir? I can’t believe Lin Qing Moon was so proud that he could clean his own hair.

When I thought about Lin, I didn’t know why.

In this way, he took the dream and the forest moon to heart, and probably didn’t know the man existed.

If he knew, maybe he’d feel a little bit at the end of my mom’s life.

I look out the window and I wonder when I’ll tell Lin.

At this point, the movement behind the door.

I went all the way down to the gate, “You’re back? I’m sorry.

These days I have been busy with my end-of-cycle studies, and Jyle’s dream has not been idle, as if I was busy with a very important corporate project and could not make a half-sum error from the words I occasionally heard and the news I heard from Sam.

At night I went to the library to find him, and I was on the phone at the window.

He said he was focused, he didn’t seem to hear me coming in, so I heard a clear line: “At this point, you’re still dreaming that I’ll help you. I’m sorry.

My voice was cold and cold, and I woke up from a dream, and I was pale.

For We realized at this very moment that if the knowledge of the knowledge that I had approached him from the very beginning was not pure, it would be in revenge, then his gentleness and my care which I have not known from where I have come to this day would be dashed.

He hung up the phone and looked out of the window with his back, without making a sound.

I walked over and surrounded his waist from behind.

When he turned around, I found a cigarette in his mouth, not yet.

And We said, “As for me, kiss me.” I’m sorry.

He took the cigarette out of his mouth for a moment. And when We thought he would reject me again, behold, a hand over my chin, and the next second, a warm kiss fell down.

I took a step back, leaning back, and he came back with his back.

And a moment of breath, and a light drink came, and I realized it was wrong and went over my head, and I found an empty glass next to the computer.

“You’ve been drinking again? I’m sorry.

“Well, don’t you like it?” He’s on my forehead, he’s breathing fast, “Next time.” I’m sorry.

I didn’t like it, I was just curious how a man could drink in his study, always calm and self-centered.

He heard me and didn’t answer, but he looked at me with cold eyes: “If you knew…”

I couldn’t hear a word of the tail, so I came closer and asked, “What if?” I’m sorry.

“Forget it, nothing. I’m sorry.

“Didn’t the phone screen break yesterday?” I bought you a new phone. Put the card in. I’m sorry.

I owe him too much for the months I’ve been living here, and I’ve been thinking about returning it, and I’m going to take time back to Lin’s house.

This semester is over, and the next morning I was up late, and when I woke up, I was gone.

But that’s fine, so I can go home and get something.

I left the door and drove all the way back to Lin’s house. I didn’t think I’d just opened the door and bumped into Yan’er’s dream.

She was wearing a rusty dress, her hair was scattered, her face was pale and her back bended slightly. Seeing me, I see complex emotions, like resentment, like evil.

I swung and suddenly reacted, and behind her the door was my room.

And the box in her hand –

One of my arrow-steps went over her wrists, staring at her, “What are you doing in my room?” What are you doing with my things?”

“Let go! I’m sorry.

I didn’t just let go, I grabbed her harder. Because I remember at this moment that box in her hand was left to me by my mother, which contained a few gold jewelrys she brought in when she married Lin, and a gold safe lock that I wore when I was a child.

I moved a lot of things into my house. But these are locked deep in the closet. I haven’t been able to bring them.

Let go! “Stow into my room, take my things. I’m sorry.

Zyle’s dream was staring at me, and I don’t know why, on a hot day, she had a cold sweat on her arm. Your mom’s dead. Your dad kicked you out. Are these yours? I’m sorry.

She dared to mention my mother, when a fire came up, my brain was blank and my hands were pumped in her face.

I didn’t expect that.

By the time I heard that, she was holding her stomach, and the whole person was lying on the ground, with her forehead cold and sweaty.

I looked at her in cold and cold, and I didn’t have the time to speak, but I saw Zheir’s dream, which was accompanied by a stingy red-eyed red-coloured out.

12

The child is four months old, and Lin has longed for years.

After receiving this information from the doctor, Lin gave me a short and sad shout and turned and slapped me.

He’s going to hit me a second time, and I’m going back and I’m going back, and he’s staring at me like a bitch. I’m sorry.

The great sadness makes Lin look funny and pathetic. I looked up at him a little bit, and then, after a moment, I started to laugh, “Yes?” That’s great. I’m sorry.

Lin Sing! I’m sorry.

I didn’t see you so sad when my mom left. I looked at him face to face, half-wielding, and suddenly pulled my lip, “Maybe you should change your angle, that’s what you and that woman did to my mother.” I’m sorry.

“Your mother died of disease, Linsung! I’m sorry.

“You deserve to say that!” I’m sorry.

I was going to leave, and I was going to turn my head and stare at him with a diabolical eye: “She’s sick, she’s been in the hospital for five months, you’ve seen her three times, and last time you’ve had a Zheir dream.” Are you afraid of retribution? I’m sorry.

It’s like he’s been stabbed by my words and he’s falling apart. It’s time for the doctor to come out and say Zyle woke up.

He didn’t look at me again. He turned to the ward.

I sat alone in a chair in the corridor, and the smell of disinfectant water was crawling through my nose with a trace of blood, which was confusing my mind.

You can take out your cell phone, turn over to his chat box, put your finger on the keyboard, and I woke up.

The man who’s lying in the ward is his sister.

Even if there were some tension between them for a while, Zheil’s real family.

What would he think if he knew what I was trying to do?

Can’t think anymore.

I’ve had a hard time pulling my lip and trying to turn off the dialogue box.

However, as if telepathic, that was when the call came in.

I hesitated for a moment to pick up without knowing what to say, so I waited for him to speak.

Where are you?

He had a delicate sense of anxiety in his tone, but I did not care at this point. It was only a long time of silence before I opened my mouth.

“I am…”

I started talking again when I threw a word out of my mouth and realized that I had a voice, and I couldn’t go back to my place until I had covered my ears and cleared my voice. I’m sorry.

“…”

On the other side of the phone, it was very rare to remain silent. The corridor is quiet and cold, and I can almost hear my nervous and hurried heart beating.

And it was then that the door of the ward was pushed out again, and the forest stood at the door, and cried out to me in a complicated manner: “Sung Lin, come here.” I’m sorry.

I almost hung up on the phone.

I followed him into the ward, and I saw him lying on the bed, pale-looking Zyle dream.

She opened her voice with a soft voice, saying, “The stars, though you are of age, are in my heart a child, and I do not blame you, nor do I hold you responsible.” I’m sorry.

“But your father’s company, he’s been working for years. You should always come out to help. I’m sorry.

I understand.

She’s threatening me.

She’s threatening me with the child she lost, and if I don’t give up the house and help Lin through the company, she’ll hold me responsible for her miscarriage.

I look to the forest, and he’s looking at Jyle’s dream with a kind eye of compassion, and I think she’s moved by the way she thinks about herself.

But I just feel sick.

When I didn’t speak, Lin said to me, “Lin Sing! What’s in it for you if you lose your company? Why are you so unconscionable? I’m sorry.

Of course it’s good for me.

But making them unhappy is my greatest pleasure.

“The star, not the aunt who intended to hurt you, but the child is your brother.” If you don’t treat me and your father like family, I’ll have to call the police. I’m sorry.

I stood there on my back, and I looked at them with my lips.

At that point, there was a little movement behind the door, and then the voices that were familiar went into my ears.

Brother? That’s very nice of you to say. I’m sorry.

It was as if a thunderbolt had blown out of my head, and I was all stuck there, and my fingertips were starting to shake.

And I turned around for a day, and I saw the abyss of knowledge standing there, in a state of indifferentness, with a scornful smile in my eyes.

“How did this kid get here? How did he get there? I’m sorry.

13

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

“I mean, you’ve been wearing this hat for so many years that you’ve made a huge contribution to the country’s green environment. “If I were you, I’d go and do a paternity test with that non-conforming embryo and a five-year-old forest moon.” I’m sorry.

Lin, you didn’t know you were weak, did you? I’m sorry.

It was as if the forest had fallen from him in an instant, and even his lips were squeezing. Then, a moment later, he broke out of the abyss and ran out of the room.

Zheil’s dream lies on the bed of a sick bed, and he looks down at the abyss: “It was you who set me up from the beginning…”

She walked in slowly and step by step to her bed. The room was quiet and only his shoes were on the ground, making a clear sound.

A little bit, like stepping on my heart.

He stopped by the bed of Zheir’s dream and looked down at her, looking down at her: “Of course, would a fool like you be able to get such a big order?” See how much you like Lanning. I didn’t know it was a pit. I watched you jump in. He told you to take the money, and you set it up for a little girl. I’m sorry.

“Don’t you feel sorry for yourself, sister? I’m sorry.

The last two words were very heavy, and there was a blemish in his eyes.

“Why do you not like me?”

I can’t help it. Turn around and run out the door.

“Pretty! I’m sorry.

He caught me by the garden below the hospital, and he grabbed my wrist and said, “Sweet!” I’m sorry.

Zhang Yi Yuen! I turned my head and looked at him red, “You knew who I was and what I was doing close to you, didn’t you? I’m sorry.

“Pretty…”

“Shut up! “What right do you have to call me that?” You can’t call me that! I’m sorry.

How naive I was to think that he was a great actor and a good liar, that he had left me in his house as a mercy or a delicate love, and that he felt that he would be injured and lost when he learned the truth.

Nor am I innocent, and it is not a simple purpose to approach him, but to be submissive to him in the morning and evening. But I’m still awake when I’m falling, like I’m watching a joke.

Really stupid man, is me.

I stretched out my other hand and ripped open the finger of my wrist, and found myself in a bloodthirsty puddle, so hard that my fingernails were embedded in my hands.

The blood of red is on his fingertips from my fingertips, and he looks at me, and in his eyes he shines a pain: “Sweety, take medicine for your wounds. I’m sorry.

I closed my eyes and put down the mood of my heart and tried to face him with a calm gesture.

I have something to ask you. I’m sorry.

“…you ask. I’m sorry.

“What’s your relationship with Zheir? I’m sorry.

This is my most surprising question, coming from my heart the first time I saw him and Zyle’s conversation through the door, until today when I heard their conversation in the ward.

“She and I are no blood relatives. “My father had a girlfriend who had been with me for several years before he got into his family.” Although he and my mother were married, they remained in contact. My mother gave birth to me very late, when Zheir was six years old. I’m sorry.

“But she’s not my dad’s kid. I’m sorry.

I see.

I see.

“You hate Zheir’s dream, and you hate her mother, so you take revenge on her…” I whispered and looked at him, “You know who I am from the beginning when I stopped your car. I’m sorry.

“Yes. I’m sorry.

My voice is shaking and my eyes are blurry with tears: “That’s when you decided to use me to avenge Zheil’s dream, isn’t it? I’m sorry.

“No, no. I’m sorry.

The darkness of the knowledge stares at my eyes, and there comes out a lamented light in the pupils.

“I’m dealing with her, it’s my business, not to use anyone. I didn’t want to involve you in today’s events — but why did you suddenly come home today? I’m sorry.

Why am I suddenly home?

Why did I suddenly come home?

In a moment of air condensation, I wiped my tears so hard that I felt a bank card out of my pocket, and I hit it hard.

“I went back to get the money. I looked at him with my lips, and I looked at him in cold, and I said, “I lived with you for so long, eating with you.” There’s $100,000 in it. I’ve been saving up for you since I was a kid. I’m sorry.

“If not, I’ll figure it out. I’m sorry.

I was going back to get this card and I was going to buy a gift to Zhisuke.

But it doesn’t work anymore.

“The key to the card.

I won’t go back.

And he raised his hand gently, but he did not seize me, and his fingertips touched only with my soft skirt.

And when it was over, I stepped out, too, and I didn’t bother him.

Isn’t that a good thing for you?

The sooner I walked to the hospital, the faster my hands were scarred with tears and the more acute the pain.

This pain quickly awakened me, thinking of the clumsy and gruesome past, of the night that always appeared in my dreams and gave me a heart beating.

And We thought that because the knowledge of the abyss was incomprehensible to Us.

But at the end of the day, it was just my wish.

14

I moved back to my bedroom.

My roommate was surprised to see me back. Didn’t you go to your uncle’s house? I’m sorry.

“…it’s not like it’s going to be a test. I’ll be back for two weeks. I’m sorry.

I deliberately ignored her mention of the pain in her heart when she spoke of it, saying, “When the test is completed, she will be moved back.” I’m sorry.

“Oh. I’m sorry.

The roommate showed a great sense and went to the library to study.

I sat there, I looked at the books, and I couldn’t read a word.

She will no longer be able to hide the veil of her dreams. The mother and the daughter were expelled from the family after the father-and-child identification of Hayashi and Linqing Moon, and had not lived well.

And the man, Luning, was the one whom I met that day at the gate of the mall.

It’s a ridiculous order, and it’s the only thing Jyle had to bring in to help him. Later, when the order went bad, the company collapsed, the forest came to the door, and it appeared, and it acquired most of his shares and those held by Zheul, making it the largest shareholder of the company.

It was also because she had a big fight with Lunin when she went to visit him and Lunin took her hand and forced her to pay herself.

She doesn’t have any money, she’s going back to steal my mother’s jewelry, but she doesn’t want me to run into her.

Then she and Lin went and forced me to take the money, and wanted to buy the shares back from the Pioneer.

This is what Lin found me at school later.

He came at dusk, and the sun slashed into the woods was cut in half by the thick branches, leaving only thin light on the ground.

I’ve just finished a professional course, and I’m tired of thinking, and I don’t have a face, “I know.” I’m sorry.

In the forest, the hair was white, with a big back, as if it was 10 years old in a few days. He’s got his lips on his mouth, and he’s like, “You’re the only one who can move home.”

I’m not talking.

His eyes were red, his hands were turned on his face: “It’s Dad who’s bad, he’s lost his mind and failed your mother…”

I finally didn’t give him the request to go back to live.

Time goes by, no turning back.

People and everything.

I saw him thinking only of my mother’s face, lying in a sick bed, and of the two slaps on my face, and how he pushed me out with the mother and the daughter after her dream came through the door with Lin.

I’ll never forgive, never forget.

The next few days, the exam was so intense, I was so busy, I was so busy, and when that came out, the rumors at the college had spread.

A freshman at the Institute of Automation, he was raised by a rich man and even moved to live with him.

The last time I came to the school, the expensive car was parked under the bedroom, as many people saw.

I’m as if I’m irrefutable as if I’m not going to argue.

Everything about the abyss has exhausted all my energy. But whenever that name appears in my heart, countless troubled memories will come out of my heart, tearing apart the pain.

Two days ago, Sam was here.

In a bad mood?

He finally got revenge on Zheil’s dream.

I was silent for a long time, but I told him, “I broke up with Abyss, and you will not take me with you.” I’m sorry.

I’ll hack him after that.

I finally let him out of the blacklist.

In fact, there are certain things that cannot be blamed. When I finished the test, I calmed down and looked back, and I realized that in the past I had been living in many details with Zhifu, and that I had already revealed a break.

Again and again, I never doubted him when he expressed his tender faith in my clumsy lies.

The roommate sits across from me, biting on the milk straw, “Lin, would you like to send a white wall or something, and that’s your uncle…”

She’s been thinking about me. She’s never believed those rumors.

And I moved and shook my head: “No, no, no, no, no, no, no. I’m sorry.

And then I went back after dinner, and I just woke up at lunch, and the rumors were completely turned around.

The roommate stepped on the ladder and looked at me in my sleep, and he looked astonished. How do you run a company at a young age? I’m sorry.

I watched her blindly until my roommate was here.

I called in, and it was an official clarification from the school saying that my country was in the best position, that the Bentley was in my house, and that there was an unusual cut-off.

According to the screenshot, almost half of Minglin’s shares are in my name.

And this Ming Lin company was created by my mother and Linjin. When I didn’t know that the Zheir dream existed, Lin used his means to convince my mother to transfer her share in him, and immediately after my mother left, he handed it to Zheil.

But shouldn’t most of the shares in their hands now be in their hands?

I was standing there, and suddenly there was a flash in my head.

I also lived at the Pioneer, and one night he came out with a bottle of wine and sat there and drank. We were not able to take the temptation to drink with them, and then we were intoxicated, and we were pressed to the table, and we were dazzled.

In a trance, he seems to have made me sign two papers.

So that’s an equity transfer agreement and a certificate of contribution?

What the hell does that mean?

I bit my lips and touched his cell phone and called him.

After two phone calls, the phone was picked up by the Zhiguo.

“Pretty”? I’m sorry.

“What the hell is that company’s equity? “I was drunk the other night and you got me to sign the document.” I’m sorry.

“It’s an equity transfer agreement and a certificate of contribution, which is based on the card you threw me last time.” The change of registration process is over. You need to come to the company next week to attend the general meeting. I’m sorry.

“I did not go to the process myself.” What are you doing? I’m sorry.

He smiled.

“How hard can it be to get things out of here? I’m sorry.

“What do you mean, Zilong? “I’ve been squeezing my heart so hard that it’s been half a day since I said, “I don’t need your charity. I’m sorry.

“It’s not charity, it’s not charity, it’s not charity, it’s your stuff. If your mother was alive, it’d be for you sooner or later. I’m just the one who returned it. I’m sorry.

He paused a little, “Happy birthday, baby.” I’m sorry.

Today is my 20th birthday.

The tender sound of the moon was like a white moon, and it dragged me into the days that were close. And much of the details of how the abyss is with me appear, and I can’t tell you how much it is from acting and what it is.

It’s been a long time, and I’ve finally come back to my memory. I’m sorry.

“No, I’m just waiting. “It’s okay to wait.” I’m sorry.

It seems that there is a slight loss in the tail.

My heart was punctured, my nose was sucked and my eyes were sore.

Zhisuke and I have not spoken again, and for a while, we can only hear each other’s breath on the phone.

At last, Zen Yiu Yi, Zhui Yi, he said, “If you have finished the test, move back.” I’m sorry.

I was bewitched by his voice, and the memory of the past appeared with the heart, and I almost opened my mouth to it.

However, the last sense of reason stopped me.

I said, “Do you think I can continue to get along with you like I used to?” I’m not moving back. I’ll pack up tomorrow and move out. I’m sorry.

“Where are you going?”

“I’m going to live in my own house. I’m sorry.

“Well, I’ll pick you up tomorrow.” I’m sorry.

15

The next morning, when I went downstairs, the Bentley of Tensei had stopped downstairs.

I pulled the door in the back seat, sat in it and looked at him without a word.

When he was gone for two weeks, he seemed thinner, and when he looked at me, it seemed that the apathy and alienation of the past had disappeared completely, leaving nothing but complete tenderness.

It’s like… none of those things ever happened, and we’re the same.

My eyes are sour, I go over my head, and I try to make my voice sound as flat as possible: “Drive!” I’m sorry.

We didn’t talk back all the way.

Then, when I reached the House of the Knower, I went into the subterfuge, and started packing up my things. The smell of familiar grapefruit surrounds the nostrils, and when it smells like tobacco in the air, it collides into an intoxicating atmosphere of lazyness.

And for a moment, I almost couldn’t help but tell Zhijien — I actually liked him.

I lived in this house only for a few months, but it carried too much of my emotions and memory to the point that I just walked in here and thought a lot of things with restraint.

On the night of the rain, He found me on the street, and took me home.

That night, he was drunk and out of control almost got me.

And the last time I brought things in, He said to me, “Beloved, take this as your home.” I’m sorry.

Words, words in their ears.

And I hold fast to my mint green dress, and my tears almost fall again.

And then suddenly the voice of the unsuspecting voice was raised behind me.

“The mother of Zheir’s dream disappeared, she was forcibly brought into my house by my father, and the next month she came into my room in a hammock and hid in my blanket. I’m sorry.

I’m in a good position, and the whole thing is stuck there.

“In those years, my father had the company’s power, and my mother’s power was almost out of his reach and he couldn’t make a decision. He was married to my mother for many years, and the person he was thinking about was the mother of Zheir’s dream. If it hadn’t been for Zheir’s dream, I’m afraid our company would’ve had her name. I’m sorry.

I turned around and saw him leaning over the window, biting on a cigarette, smiling at me a little bit, and then I pulled down half the smoke and pressed it in the ashtray next to it.

In the summer, at noon, the bright sun came through the glass, and his cold, white skin was almost luminous, and his pupils were luminous amber.

“I knew your mother, and I talked to her before, and I didn’t, but I knew you existed. If it wasn’t for me, Zheir’s dream would never have known your father. I admit, I feel sorry for you. You stopped my car that day. I actually recognized you. I asked you to get in because I saw me from you 10 years ago, and I never wanted to use you. I just didn’t want you to do it again. I’m sorry.

The low voice becomes an invisible flow of water, bound by a warm draught, immersed in my heart.

I was dragged into my memory by his words, thinking of the night that the Emperor had lost consciousness, and he lay before me and patiently drugged my knee wound.

My heart began at that moment.

Push your finger on the dress and make the sound of sand.

For half a day, I finally found my voice: “Why didn’t you tell me that you knew who I was? I’m sorry.

‘Cause you weren’t going to tell me. He looked me in the eye, “Sweety, I’ve given you many opportunities to confess.” When it rained, when I picked you up, and then a million times later, you chose to hide. I think maybe you’re still on alert and don’t believe me. I’ll tell you the truth when it’s over. But that day you came home and found out. I’m sorry.

I looked at him, and the cold shell that I had not been able to sustain had been crushed by words that were so well known that my mind was almost confused.

“What’s true?”

“I know you’re insecure, so now I’ll show you my heart. I’m sorry.

The wind came in through the veil, and lifted up light curtains, and his browsing face, covered with light and flow, seemed so sweet and gentle.

“Pretty, I like you. I’m sorry.

I was almost made to look into my eyes, and I turned back in panic.

Next, there’s a warm arm coming from behind and holding my waist.

And he who knew that the chin of the abyss stood on my shoulder, and the warm breath stinged in his ears, and it tickled me, and his heart shrunk.

Don’t move, okay? I’m sorry.

The air calmed down, and I sat there in silence, and the mint’s green dress was muddled.

It was a long time, and I finally spoke, and I responded.

“…good. I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

Then I flattered and laughed, “How can an old man, age 28, confess like a male college student?” Childish. I’m sorry.

I was sitting there, reading, and I said, “I’m sorry, I’ve lived 28 years, I’ve loved this man, I’ve no experience, next time I’m going.” I’m sorry.

I looked up at him, and I looked at him, “Do you want another time?” I’m sorry.

I looked at my lips and didn’t talk.

I was so angry with him that I forced myself out of his arms and looked at him with a skeptical face: “Are you not in a bad health?” We’ve been together so long that you’ve done nothing but kiss me and hug me. I’m sorry.

“What do you want me to do?” Pity, open up and talk. I’m sorry.

“I’m you” and I’ve been staring at me for a while, and I’m going to step back and point at him. I’m sorry.

He just sat there and looked at me and laughed.

I turned around and went to my bedroom, “Well, since you won’t talk to me, I won’t talk to you.” Well, I’m going to look for Sam and he’s–

“He said he’d take me for the new season” before I could get out. I was suddenly light, and I was thrown into bed.

“What are you looking at me for?” I’m sorry.

He’s a little cold in his eyes and looks pretty strong.

I was weak, and I whispered, “Go play.” I’m sorry.

# Nod in the Deep # “I’ll play with you.” I’m sorry.

And We held his neck in a place where the knowledge of the abyss could not see, and the lips made a smile of success.

But I soon regretted it.

‘Cause this guy’s starting to get old with me.

“What did you tell me that night? I’m sorry.

I bit on my lips and cried for forgiveness: “Oh, I was little, I didn’t understand, the child said nothing.”

It’s soft, slow-talking, it’s not polite, and it’s even free to help me pull my loose hair behind my ears.

“Even if the little girl is wrong, it should be at a price. I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

Finally I’m tired, I’m going to sleep, I’m lost, and I feel I’m covering my covers.

And I grabbed his hand, and I closed my eyes and said, “Come with me next weekend and see my mother in the cemetery.” I want to tell her, don’t worry.

Speaking of which, I woke up and felt the tears were coming down and had to close my eyes a little tighter.

And he reached out with his hand, rubbed away the wetness of my eyebrow, and gave me a good night kiss.

“Well, don’t worry. “I’ll tell your mother, her company, I’ve handed it to you, and I’ll teach you to take care of your life. I’m sorry.

“Pretty, everything has me. I’m sorry.

I fell asleep by the sound of the familiar tenderness and dream.

In my dream, my mother and Lin-jin’s faces came up, and they all went away, and I stayed alone, shaking, and I couldn’t help myself.

Then a man came to me suddenly and took my hand.

I looked up in my dream and I saw the face of the abyss.

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One.

I followed him to the company the second week after he was officially and Zilong.

I sat in the guest room and played two games, but I didn’t think it was interesting, so I carefully selected two take-outs on the software and planned to eat together while waiting.

I ordered Starbucks first and put it at the front desk.

When I went out to pick it up, I met a tall, skinny boy. He must have just come back from the bathroom with his hands wet and pulled two pieces of paper from the table and asked me out of curiosity.

“Hey, new employees? What department?”

I can’t help but stare at him because he’s quite familiar with his voice. I’m sorry.

“Joe! I’m sorry.

We’ve been close to each other for a long time. “Joe, I’ve never had a Starbucks before. I’m sorry.

To thank him for taking me in, I brought a latte of taffle. “Hey, thank you, Joe. There’s a plan for this afternoon. I’ll finish it and come back for you later. I’m sorry.

After that, he left, and I looked at his back, and I was a little bit of an accident in the game, and in reality he was such a nice boy.

It looks like it’s two or three years older than me.

It was at this point that the voice of the Pioneer was ringing behind me.

“Pretty. I’m sorry.

And I turned, and saw him in his suit, and stood there at random, with the impenetrable air, and in an instant I compared my reckless and reckless home.

At this point, the delivery boy brought me two foods, which he had ordered, and sent me, “Let’s go and eat.” I’m sorry.

I went with him to the office, and I took out the remaining latte and delivered it to the Piper of Knowledge.

He looked at an empty paper bag, “What about yours?” I’m sorry.

“Well, since Sam said he hasn’t had Starbucks, I gave it to him. I’m sorry.

“You met him? “Drink it, I don’t like it.” I’m sorry.

I didn’t put this on my mind, I had lunch, and I went in there to sleep in my room.

Then I woke up and it was more than 3:00 in the afternoon.

I looked at the phone and sent me a message three minutes ago.

“Joe! Did you give me that latte you were supposed to drink to Zheng? I’m sorry.

And I went back to him, “Yeah. I’m sorry.

“Why didn’t you say so? “Oh, my God, I’ve robbed you of your coffee! Do you know what just happened? When we got out of the meeting, Zheng came to my place, and I thought he was going to commend me for the good work that I did, and he looked at the cup on my desk and said, “That was what Lin Sing bought me,” and then he left. I’m sorry.

“I was just sweating. Little Joe, I wouldn’t have to be fired for going to the company with my left foot, would I? I’m sorry.

I think it’s funny, “What do you think?” He’s not the boss of the board with no strings. Why did he dismiss you? I’m sorry.

And We comforted Sam from his profound regret, and he jumped out of his bed to find the abyss of knowledge.

As a result, he was able to stand at the door as soon as the restroom door was opened.

“Wake up? I’m sorry.

“Hmm. I looked up at him, and I said, “Did you go to Sam Xu and say he drank the coffee he was supposed to give you? I’m sorry.

“Yeah. I’m sorry.

The Pioneer went in with my hand, made me sit by the bed, and helped me comb my sleeping hair. His movement was light, and I just felt comfortable, and I didn’t feel a bit of the pain of being pulled.

“He was very worried that you’d fired him for this, and said he wanted to buy you another drink to make amends…”

“Think too much. “I’d like to drink what you’re wearing.” I’m sorry.

It is rare for me to ask for anything, but I must meet him once.

So I went home at night, at dinner, and I was at the bar, and I found the coffee machine, and I found a tutorial on the Internet, and I did it.

A glass of water in the abyss, leaning against the wall and looking at me.

I sharpened my coffee beans and didn’t notice when he had laid down his glass and walked behind me and surrounded my waist.

I can’t keep moving.

The fragrance of coffee beans in the air is gradually being evaporated, and I am beginning to realize from the background that, in fact, the polite restraint of the past was not the full face of the abyss, and that, at certain moments, those ornaments would be stripped from him, and the whole human being would become extremely aggressive and would not let me go easy.

Like right now.

I climbed his wrists and asked, “Have you been jealous of your own? I’m sorry.

I’ve got to go.

Then he smiled, “If I were you, I would not mention his name at this time.” I’m sorry.

I was jealous.

Says he doesn’t care about a cup of coffee, huh, man.

Two.

During the summer, I began to take over some of the company’s business gradually, under the watchful guidance of Uchi.

Some of them were too professional, and I saw it, and he broke it up and told me a little bit.

“You’ll have to face these things sooner or later, and that’s what your mother would have taught you if she was here. I’m sorry.

It is true that the Pioneer is right. He taught me patience and nuance, which was no worse than my mother, who used to hold my hand before she left, and she was sad: “If I go, I’m afraid no one in the world can take care of you so well. I’m sorry.

“I’m not afraid to die. I’m afraid you’ll feel alone without me.” I’m sorry.

From childhood to age, she kept me at the top of the line, even after the forest. I was used to her, and before that, I never thought that one day she would leave me like this.

One night, I lost my mom and my dad.

I would have been helpless in this world if it had not been for the advent of the abyss.

Every time I think of it, I find it insecurely and then I jump into his arms.

He will also hold me in close arms, so that I may stomp on his chest and have a kiss on his face until I turn my head and look at him with wet eyes.

“Pretty, you go out first. “I’ll go play with you after I’ve read the program.” I’m sorry.

The afternoon before yesterday, I went to the cemetery in the suburbs with my knowledge. It was a little rain, and he was holding my umbrella, and I was carrying a bunch of lilies in my arms and walking up the wet and smooth steps.

In just three years, the pine trees around the tombstone are already very strong.

I put the lilies in front of the tombstone, and I took my mother’s three bows in earnest: “Mom, I have a boyfriend.” He’s nine years older than me, but he’s nice and you know him. I’m sorry.

Quizou said, “Ming, don’t worry, I’ll take care of her for decades to come; you left her company, and I’ll help her with her — she’ll be better than me, as you think. I’m sorry.

Having said that, he took the initiative to come to the side and smoke, leaving me the space alone.

I touched the tombstone and whispered to my mother for a long time.

I told her Zyle’s got what she deserves. Lin Bin is now alone, and he has some residual shares in the company, as does his old house, which is not a problem. He was really good to me. He took care of me with care, and fed me a few pounds. I had my 20th birthday two months ago, and now I’m a grown-up, and I’m not picking any more food…

At the end of the day, I sat down and cried: “I still miss you. I’m sorry.

I don’t want to worry, cry for a while and dry my tears before I go looking for it.

A few steps away, I saw him standing under the steps.

I didn’t find out until I got close.

Two months without seeing him, he lost a lot of weight and seemed to be far more calmed by the frustration before he disappeared. It is only when I hold my arm in my hand that my eyes and my eyes will be astonished.

“Take care of the beauty.” I’m sorry.

Then he stepped up on the steps, turned around and passed us.

I turned around and saw a giant lilies in his arms, and a horn came out of the left arm, and rain fell on the petals.

What’s the use?

If my mother was alive, she wouldn’t forgive him.

And I sat in the car, and I knew that I was wearing my seat belt, and suddenly I said, “I have a ticket to Shanghai tonight and I’ll take you to Disney for a rest.” I’m sorry.

He was very sensitive to my emotions and almost immediately sensed my feelings.

The next morning, I went to Disneyland with Aichi.

Because it’s summer vacation, most of the park is with parents and children. I went to the store to buy a Shelley, and put another Duffy’s hair on top of it, and then towed him to the mirror, “Is it good?? I’m sorry.

In the mirror is the likeness of Me and of the Lo! And I, 172, who are high-picked among the girls, still short of most of his head, lay near him at the moment, and the smile on the lips of a man was a bit impotent, but the eyes were full of drowning.

“Looks good, perfect. I’m sorry.

And We bought the two hairs, and We picked up a pile of them, and We carried them, and then one went to the garden to find a picture of the dolls.

In the afternoon, I followed the vehicular parade, jumped and screamed, and said hi to Lina Belle.

The Abyssa is in the back, holding the camera, recording the whole thing.

At night we watched the fireworks by the window of the hotel, and I turned my face up, and I saw the pyrotechnics standing behind me, with a little bit of tension.

“What’s wrong with you…”

Before I finished, a little box of red velvet was delivered to me. Open up, the chalk drills on the ring are gleamed with a light, reflecting a beautiful colour.

“A little soon. But it doesn’t matter if you don’t do it this time. I can ask again in a while. I’m sorry.

He’s low on his voice, he’s soft.

“I just can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you. I’m sorry.

I’m a little out of control.

Somehow, I thought that one night last month, I was half drunk in a cup, lying on my knees, not telling me a story and eating a hot pot.

He was so tired that I woke up and apologized.

But he shook his head and touched my hair: “It’s all right. If I get drunk, I need you to take care of me.” I’m sorry.

A simple, simple sentence, and a clear picture of the future.

In that moment, I found that I was so looking forward to my coming decades of life with a great deal of knowledge.

From my memory, I saw a bit of loss in the eyes of the cosmopolitan abyss in front of me, reaching out with my hand, placing the ring on it, and then kissing him with my feet.

“I’d love to. I’m sorry.

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I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.