How does poverty affect your character?

How does poverty affect your character?

Every time my boyfriend gave me a valuable gift, the first reaction was to say no.

When he worked part-time in the city, he came across him to play.

They were charged $1,000 that day.

I’m part-time for a summer vacation.

One.

Frankly, I thought I’d look bad on Jino.

After all, we broke up so badly.

He hates me.

That’s why you’re staring at me at the table, and it’s not as good as it looks.

“Sho, nothing can be solved by sleeping, right? I’m sorry.

I’ve seen him when he was young, and he’s always proud.

I was, and I was not proud.

But I don’t have the capital, never.

So I gave him a glass, low and low, and begged him, “I was wrong before. You’ve been an adult, you’ve been with me for over a decade. I’ll make amends. I’m sorry.

Come on, I drank that wine.

The man sitting across the street, with his free gestures, a glass of wine with his bare hands on the table, looked at me funny and said nothing.

I poured him another drink.

“I’m sorry, I was wrong. I’m sorry.

“We’ve got two years on the project, and as long as it’s absolutely profitable at the sales stage, I know you don’t necessarily look at small companies like this, and you don’t need to invest in them, but it’s all the work of our team, and it really makes sense, so give us a chance to prove the value of the product…”

At the end of the day, I’ve had three drinks and I don’t know how to say it.

As long as Ikeno laughs, “What do you value me for?”, I think I’ll be ashamed of this “compelling” immediately.

I’ll always be afraid to bow before him.

Good thing he didn’t say that.

He looked at me, and there was a smoke in some trouble, and he swallowed up: “When he ate for half a month, he wouldn’t spend a penny on me, he came down and begged me and drank half a bottle of white horse.” I’m sorry.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Ike, but if you’re not happy, I can make it up to you.” I’m sorry.

“Tell me, which? How?”

He’s got his eyebrow, he’s got his eye on me.

“I’ll pay you for a bottle of wine and beg you to give Yoshiki a chance. I’m sorry.

“A bottle of wine? It’s a shame you haven’t been down for years. I’m sorry.

He looked at me and laughed, and he said, “You’re looking at me like I’m a fool. I’m sorry.

I’m begging you. I was told he had red eyes.

“It’s not that attitude, at least, as I was. I’m sorry.

Two.

What was it like?

I went to high school with Ikino, I was in a relationship at college for three years, and I ended up breaking up unilaterally.

There’s no such thing as a dog’s blood, and there’s no reason to have to, just because I don’t want to be with him anymore.

We used to fight, the Cold War.

When my father died, my aunt’s cousin came to see me at school, touched my head and said I was thin, told me to eat and take care of myself.

I couldn’t bear to cry in his arms.

The scene was then seen and photographs were sent to Jino.

He asked me if I liked someone else.

I want to break up with this.

He couldn’t believe it. He was crazy to smash everything in the house, punched in the glass cabinet and bleeding.

And then he kneeled on his knees and hugged my waist, and his voice trembled: “How can you like others, wood? How can you love others? I don’t break up. Nothing can be solved by sleep. Good boy, we don’t break up…”

“Go to sleep, let’s go to sleep, and let’s just pretend that nothing happened, as good as ever.”

He kissed me and dragged me into the bedroom, and I struggled and slapped him in the face.

Ichino’s eyes were red, and he cried and laughed, and he went crazy.

I don’t know.

At that time, we were all young, 20-year-old, good-looking and proud.

Six years later, he should naturally be a mature and stable adult.

I certainly am.

“A man will end up in the middle of his life with something he cannot get. I’m sorry.

When I look at this, I always think of it by my own free will. There is no such thing as a happy ending.

Don’t be sad enough to be able to haunt a lifetime, but to say not enough.

Ichino was a child and a family, and life was smooth and uncharted.

The only thing I’ve ever done is probably me.

It’s fate, he’s obsessed.

The games of adults were mixed with the vendettas of youth and lit up the shameful past.

And I can’t do anything, and I’m bound to bow to him.

Yoshiro is all I have.

When I opened the company, it was just me and Mi-jin and Qin.

It was easy to fight, to say the words, and it was hard to get through day and night, to lose hair.

Then the company added a few people, and we worked together on software, on contracts, on a step-by-step basis.

The development of a PLG-type product that could serve a large enterprise faces survival difficulties due to the issue of the financier.

Without sufficient funds and resources to operate, there is a dead end.

General Xu of Yong-bong Electronics is willing to help us, but he is too demanding and wants to take the initiative for himself.

In addition to Yong-fong, the best able to save us is the motto.

The motto is Sea Flag Company.

So their executive president can decide whether we live or die.

I’m not going back.

Mi-jin and the Qin brothers had mortgaged the wedding house.

Society and reality will always teach us to be human, to defeat one’s bones and strength.

I didn’t want to lose, so I kneel before him as Ichino begged me.

Mr. Ji, please help. I’m sorry.

Ichino probably didn’t think I’d really kneel, but after a moment of stabbing, he pulled me up and said, “Who let you kneel?” You know that’s not what I’m talking about! I’m sorry.

“…Mr. Ji, I think it’s clear. I’m sorry.

“What? I’m sorry.

“Without harming anyone, if you insist, I will sleep with you. I’m sorry.

3

Ishino took me to a private club.

The third floor was very high, with dark lights, and people were laughing at wine and playing cards in Sokha.

Seeing him come over, someone soon gave up the position…

Brother, you’re here?

The people on the cardboard table were throwing up cigars, all with beautiful women, their ears and their ears.

When Ichino sat down, I sat right next to him.

And on the table there were cards and chips, but they did not continue to play, but they turned their eyes towards Us, and turned their eyes,

“The sun comes out west, and Ono brings a beautiful girl. I’m sorry.

Don’t blame us for not reminding you. Wen Ching is coming in later. I’m sorry.

“Hey, Miss Windsor, he doesn’t have to care. Cho’s assistant cried, he said he had a heartache.

A few people laughed, and I was silent, and I looked at them in the cold: “Shut up.” I’m sorry.

It’s as if they’ve seen something, looked at me, and they’ve turned it apart, “Play cards, raise chips!” I’m sorry.

High-quality private clubs, places where rich people gather and where rich children gather.

It’s not where I come from.

It’s true that I’ve been up to date all these years, and I’ve been driving the company with Mi-jin and Qin.

But it’s just that it’s not worth talking about.

Even in the case of noble children, it is difficult to reach the world and requires generations of effort.

I realized a long time ago that I was not like Ichino.

They play cards, make hundreds of thousands of chips.

And when I was 16 years old, I had to get my mom to open my mouth and get paraquat for over $9,000.

It’s hard to live.

I drank half a bottle of a white horse in Ichino, and I felt a bit of a headache, and for a moment I looked at the hot table, and the lights went wrong, and I remembered.

Being in the middle of a row without knowing where he is.

When Ichino came out of nowhere, he suddenly reached out and held my hand.

We were very close, and I wore a simple half-dressed dress with my hands on my legs.

So he put his hand on my naked knee, and turned his hand over my left hand, with his hands tied.

I looked up at him.

He sat lazy, leaning back, with the hand holding the card on the table, with his shirt sleeve rolled to his arms, showing a small, flowing line.

It’s just a glamorous look.

“What’s wrong?” I’m sorry.

“All right. “I shook my head.

He went on to watch the cards and soon let go of my hand.

I was relieved. His phone rings again.

There’s some impatience on his face. He put the card in my hand and got up and went out to answer the phone.

And when my turn came, everyone on the table looked at me, and I was embarrassed: “Sorry, you guys, I won’t play.” I’m sorry.

“No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. I’m sorry.

“I’ll go. You’ve got a lot of nerve, and you’ve got a lot of nerve, too. I’m sorry.

“Fuck off, who’s hooking up? I’m sorry.

“Sam, if my brother beats up, we won’t help you. I’m sorry.

“Get out of here. I don’t need a woman. I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

And the man named Jiang Sun, was a young one of Jino.

It’s inevitable to look familiar because I met Ichino more than once when I was my girlfriend.

He doesn’t recognize me, and he will.

I’ve changed pretty much over the years.

The university was short-haired and thin, with a near-sighted mirror full of books.

Ishino always said I was a nerd and said I had a doll face.

I want to bully.

Today’s Sheng, with long hair, glasses, thin, and beautiful makeup.

In the end, they become grown-up adults, as compared to the old days.

But if you look at it, you’ll recognize it.

A playboy like Jiang Sun, who can’t recognize him, can only say that he’s lost his eye in the bush.

They’re always like this. It’s no surprise.

“What are we talking about? I’m sorry.

When Ikino came back, the joker game continued.

And We returned to him the card in his hand, and he did not pick up, but sat down and lit a cigarette, and his finger was knocked on the table, and raised his chin.

“You hit it. I’m sorry.

“I won’t.” I whisper.

He smiled, changed his hand with the smoke, then leaned towards me, reached out in half-crowded positions with his right hand and drew a card out of my hand.

“out of this. I’m sorry.

It’s almost the back of my chest, and it’s all in my arms.

The low sound is rubbing in his ears, and if I look at him, he will see his face near.

I’m familiar with the strange smell, the warm touch of my ears, and I’m just feeling a hot, red head, like a boiled shrimp.

He knows better than anyone. I’m ticklish, I’m afraid of others.

Then the man laughed, and dazzled,

“Fifty. I’m sorry.

I’m getting more red-eared, and I’m trying hard, and I’m getting a little hard.

He kept holding his arms in half a circle, holding my hand and whispering in my ear: “Take it easy, my brother taught you to fight.” I’m sorry.

In a moment, I had a moment of blanks in my head, and there was a memory of a vision.

That was when I was in love with him, once because of a trifle.

For a few days after the Cold War, he bowed his head and called at night, pitifully begging me…

“Jim, I’m drunk. Will you pick me up? I’m sorry.

“You really don’t want your brother? I’ve got a headache. Come on. I want you.

I went out with my coat, went to the hotel and saw him playing cards with a few friends.

There’s a bottle of wine in the room, and he thinks he’s a little drunk, and he’s gone and he’s hugging me.

And he held me so tightly, with a little bow over my body, and his feet were swollen, and his head was buried in my neck, as though he were a child: “Beloved, you are here, don’t be angry.” I’m sorry.

He opened the room, he called the cards, and he said nothing about coming with me.

The friends were not happy, they said the wine was with them, and the dog food was eaten.

I was his girlfriend, but I wasn’t really close to his gang, and Ishino didn’t talk to them, and they joined up to pull me up, put me in my seat, put cards in my hand and yelled at Xu to beat you.

I’ve got a card I can’t handle.

So Jino held me behind my back, held my hand and my card, and laughed low in my ear: “Easy wood, my brother taught you to play.” I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

I have a feeling that Ichino’s revenge on me has just begun.

In a moment, I was tied to my head and sweat.

Ichino laughed and said nothing. After a round of cards, he came back to his chair lazyly.

I’ve just lost the sweat of my back and people haven’t come back from the lap, and I’ve seen him knock on the table and pick up his mouth and look at me and say, “I don’t feel well. There’s a room upstairs. Shall we go to bed? I’m sorry.

This time, it is no longer whispering, but it is the eyes of all the eyes that are upon us as if they were no one.

In contrast, his eyes were dark and quiet, and no sense of arbitrariness could be seen.

When I knew him, I knew how arrogant he was.

Even now, there is still a youthful taste in the bones.

And know that We have a low face and a good face, so We come forth in front of mankind.

The eyes of those who look at them are mixed, they look, they wonder, they wonder.

It’s Ichino’s style tonight that makes some people feel wrong.

And the slow, long-wielding morning came to pass,

“…I recognize you, you are, you are Hsu! I’m sorry.

His face could be described as shocking, and, for some reason, the name Xu Zhuang was given in the wrong atmosphere.

The men on the card table, who were waiting to see the play, were also strung up.

The only women who are left behind are those who say:

“Who is this? Who is this?

Who’s Hsu?

I’d like to know, who is Hsu? Why are we here tonight next to Jino, suffering from this ice fire?

She’s probably a sad and ridiculous person.

In a moment, I seemed to see the stubborn girl who was young, full of self-respect, trying to stay away from a world that was not hers.

But now she’s an adult and she’s following the law of adult survival.

And I looked up and laughed at Ikino, and said, “Let’s play some more, Chief. I’m sorry.

And I was calm, and he was calm, and he looked with me in the dark eyes, and in the calm, and in the dark,

And the thin lips were thin, and there was in his eyes an emotion which I could not understand, and then he swept people away with his eyes, and he came with a temper, and he said, “What is she doing? Mother, look at the cards.”

4

In the second half of the game, the atmosphere can be strange.

The young man who spoke more than he did with him in the morning didn’t talk much.

The men and women who were there, they looked at me from time to time, whispered.

The other two men on the card table, with their cards in their hands, watched Ichino talk again.

Ichino’s face looked bad, smoked in an irritating location, then closed his face and rubbed his eyebrow.

I can’t understand why I can’t see a single face.

I’m confused, I’m confused, I’m a little upset.

Until this situation was interrupted by two women who were pushed into the house.

I recognize them.

The dress in the flag robe is called “Winqing,” with long curly hair, and a beautiful face, falling down.

Another tall man, Wu Ting Ting-Ting, has a temperamental character.

Like the others present, they have a good family.

In that class, except for U Ting Ting’s family, it’s a little bit worse.

But she’s famous in that circle. She’s good at it.

Because Miss Wen is her best friend and she’s always together.

And because Ishino’s mother loved her, she was recognized as a goddaughter when she was little.

That’s why she’s been calling me “Brother” Ichino and being close to her brother and sister.

Wu Ting Ting was carrying a few luxurious shopping bags and two came in laughing.

First she saw Ichino and smiled, and she said, “Big brother, I’m making nails with Wen Ching.

# And warm and warm and warm #

But soon, they couldn’t laugh.

Because it’s not right, and because it sees me.

Women’s perception and sensitivity are always much better than men’s.

Wu Ting Ting recognized me almost immediately.

First he hesitates, then he is convinced, and finally he is shocked and angry. What are you doing here?”

“Why are you here? Who brought you here? How dare you show up in front of my brother! I’m sorry.

Wu Ting Ting was out, and when I was too late to react, she had come at me, burned in anger and tore me up in front.

When Ichino was close, he held her by his hand.

His eyes were heavy, and his voice was heavy: “I brought him.” I’m sorry.

Brother, you’re crazy! Why do you have to talk to such an ugly woman? Isn’t she enough for you? Get her out of here!”

Wu Ting-Ting’s eyes were staring at him, he couldn’t believe them, and his voice was so angry.

And We were a man of good temper, and she should know that she had not spoken much.

But all human beings have their own dignity and bottom lines.

There were a lot of people at the scene, and I needed to be decent, so I stood up.

I didn’t look at Wu Ting-Ting, but I looked to Ichino and said, “I don’t think you’re willing to cooperate, and I certainly don’t deserve to stand in front of you. It’s too noisy. There’s a dog barking, so the deal’s off. I’m sorry.

Come on, I’m just a little nod, I’m just gonna make sure I’m polite enough to turn around and leave.

The U Ting Ting is angry and seems to be rushing in.

Ikino finally spoke and stopped the farce.

He said, ‘Do you not want to hear?’ I’m sorry.

I’m standing at my feet, frowning at him, “What?” I’m sorry.

“Sit down and listen. You can’t go. I’m sorry.

The name Xu Zhong, when it first came out from the mouth of the river, their faces changed markedly.

I can’t ignore it.

And even though We dumped Ikino in the same year, there was no such reaction in their circles.

So after that, I chose to stay.

Then he looked at U Ting Ting, angry, accusing me with one word, scolding me with viciousness and calling me ruthless.

I totally accepted it because I heard from her something I didn’t know about.

I was afraid that I’d break up with Jino.

Changed phone numbers, all social software was unloaded, and then bought a train ticket to the northeast for almost two years.

My cousin and sister-in-law’s work is over there, buying a house.

In those two years, I went to work with a small company to help them with their children.

The baby was taken out with her cousin at Ice Week and the baby was called aunty around my neck.

It’s cold, but life is peaceful, and when the world is full of ice, I believe I can forget about Ichino.

But he can’t forget.

It was a tough breakup. He knew I was serious and scared.

But he still had hope that both sides would calm down for a while and that he would put his face down and bring me back.

Until I found out I was gone.

A true farewell is never silent.

The world is so big and crowded that meeting people takes a lot of luck.

After integration into the sea of man, there is no destiny, nor is there any one who needs to be together.

We’re small, so after the pain, learn to forget, learn to put it down.

But Ishino can’t.

He’s crazy about looking for me, asking everyone around me, and finally driving, he’s having a car crash on the bridge.

He was badly injured, rescued and moved into TCU.

Then he wakes up and he’s dead and he can’t get up.

He asked his mother to help me get back to him.

When I was in the Northeast, my cousin did get a call from his family.

Aunt said Ishino’s mother approached her and that her son was hospitalized.

Cousin asked me if I wanted to go back.

I thought about it, I couldn’t say.

A lot of people would say I have a heart of stone.

But I didn’t know he was in such a bad car accident.

I thought he was trying to trick me.

He used to trick me like that.

The process of abandoning one person is painful, but it has begun, and I do not want to go halfway.

I think he’ll learn to put it down.

Later, he was really quiet.

Two years later, Mi-jin said that Qin’s brother had a good project, so I came back.

I thought it was not a good chance for the Northeast to hang around and come back.

It’s a big city, and people’s circles are fixed, like me and Mi-jin and Qin. We’re the same.

Most ordinary people.

If nothing happens, I and I will meet again with little chance.

It is the past that is behind us that is most important.

When I got back, I asked Mi-jin, was Ichino really in the hospital?

However, it is limited because Ishino went abroad, and his family did not want to reveal much, and there was hardly anyone in the circle to talk.

That’s why I stood here today, six years later, knowing that his life was at stake.

It was also known that he had subsequently suffered from a certain emotional condition, which had led to a slight movement and had travelled abroad for a long time to treat him.

Wu Ting Ting said I was a murderer and was not entitled to appear before her brother.

Her brother used to love me so much, I wouldn’t even come back for a look. If I wanted to, I’d go away and never show up again.

My face was white, and my eyes were white.

And We looked to Ichino in vain, and against him was a dark and calm look.

Calm, light wind.

My eyes are hot and I should have cried before I could.

Wu Ting-Ting was right. I shouldn’t have come. I shouldn’t have asked him to give him a chance.

He doesn’t owe me.

There are so many people here, looking at me, or mocking or scorning.

I’ve kept my head on top of my head in control of the tears that were pouring down, and I’m trying to keep my emotions down.

I said to Ikenodo: “I’m sorry, Mr. Ike, I’m not coming back to you. I’m really sorry. Take care. I’m sorry.

Come on, bow down to him.

On leaving, by his side, Jino stood up.

He pulled my arm.

I looked up at him, and he was smiling, and he was surrounded by some inexplicable implication.

He put me in his chair, stood by me, grew up, and slowly touched his shirt.

So he put his arms on my shoulder, and he leaned on his shoulder, and said to me, “Shu, I said that there was still no doubt about it.” I’m sorry.

It’s his only low voice. It’s a little chilly.

I’ve got to get my hands on my skirt and figure out how to call the police.

Until he stood up, looked at Wu Ting-Ting, didn’t he? I’m sorry.

Wu Ting Ting-Ting doesn’t know.

“Why did you bully her when you knew I liked her? I’m sorry.

5

When Ikino said it, everyone was in shock.

And We looked at him with Our eyes full of eyes.

His hands were so heavy on my shoulder, he lifted up and touched my face, and he looked down at me, and his eyes were soft: “Why didn’t you say it after all that? What do you think I am?”

Ikeno…

Brother! I’m sorry.

Me and Oh Ting Ting’s voice was almost at the same time.

The former is troubled, and the latter is filled with weeping and angry: “Brother, who are you listening to?” What kind of person is she? She can’t even compare a finger to her. Don’t be fooled by her.”

“Don’t bother. I’m sorry.

Ichino interrupted her speech, but it was a chilling and inexplicable state: “U Ting-Ting-Ting, Ms. Ting only made a joke when you were a child, saying that you were a goddaughter, that you were not being serious, that you were just climbing. I’m sorry.

“There are so many people here today, so let’s get this straight. I have no sister, I’m not wet, let’s forget about you being out there, let’s not mention my family, let’s not be in front of my mother or me. I’m sorry.

Brother…

“And I’ll see you later. How far you go, remember? I’m sorry.

Brother…

Wu Ting Ting was pale, staring at unbelievable eyes and crying out of makeup.

Her body is shaking.

Because she knows what that means.

Ichino told everyone in the circle that the family had broken up with their family.

She’s not only disgraced, she’s hard to find in that circle.

“Ikino, you’ve gone too far!”

I can’t help but stand by Wu Ting-Ting’s side, and I can’t help it. I can’t help it. I can’t help it. I can’t help it. I’m sorry.

“What about me, it’s not your turn. I’m sorry.

“You…”

“What’s your relationship with me? Your father’s not allowed to talk much, if I don’t bother you. I’m sorry.

The luminous and sharp eyebrows of Ji Nobuki, who knew him from the very beginning, were such an explicit face.

He used to beat people up when he was in school.

I’ve seen him look different.

He is the only one who has never seen this moment, who grew up as a grown man, politely, speaking with the most calm and quiet tone.

But the gentle words change the face in a moment, and the whole human being stands still and cannot say a word.

He held my hand and pulled me up.

And there is not a word in sight, nor is there a single sight.

He pushed the door open and walked, and I left.

There is a nice room upstairs.

High-class club, gorgeous.

And when the light was turned on in the house, and in a moment it was a bit gruesome, and I had not adapted to it, he put the whole person on the counter.

People turn around, lips turn around.

Ichino’s body is too thin to fit in.

Man is in his shadow, his hands are overwhelmed, and there is no place for him.

He kissed me with his face, with no mercy.

It hurts.

My tears fell off at once.

It took him a long time to untie me and step back in front of me, and the dark eyes were as dark as the deep sea, and there was a flood.

“Now, it’s time to count between us. I’m sorry.

His voice was mute and his lips were as bright as blood, and he raised his hand to unbutton his shirt.

I heard the button unbuttoned, so clear in the quiet room.

The lights are too bright. I can see every look on his face.

Complex, angry, hateful, sorrowful…

The dazzling and grumpy breath reached its extreme with all the untied shirts.

I bowed my head, shiver a little, and I couldn’t look into his eyes.

I can’t look at him either.

He grabbed my hand and I instinctively feared: “Ikeno!” I’m sorry.

“Hmm? I’m sorry.

The low voice, with no emotion, he pulled my hand over and slowly covered his chest.

I look forward to it, under an open shirt, which was a strong muscle with a suture scar.

The abdominal gutter is clear and stretches up to the rib, scarred like a worm.

He held me in a small room with one hand in his arms, and looked down at me, and he was cold and soft,

“Look at my broken bones, feel the steel nails in my body, look at these ugly scars…”

“The pain of a broken rib, just like the pain you felt in my life, I’m dying. I’m sorry.

And I cannot speak, nor can I say a word, except for the shivering body and the shivering cry.

The hand over him wanted to bear those scars, and he threw it away.

He smiled, took a few steps back, and he put on those open shirt buttons.

“From now on, we’re done. I’m sorry.

His voice is so cold, it wipes my ears, it shakes like a cold wind in a vast wilderness.

I looked up at him with red eyes: “I never liked anyone else. I’m sorry.

“I know that Song Sino-woo is your cousin, your father died, and he came to see you at school, so you cried in his arms. I’m sorry.

And Ichino put it in peace, and his eyes were on me: “I would not have lived today had I not known this.” I’m sorry.

“Sorry, sorry…”

At last, I fell apart and I was lying on the floor, sobbing.

I cried for a while before I met Ikino. In front of me, the eyes looked at me in peace: “I just said, we are clear from this. I’m sorry.

“It took me a long time to figure out one thing. It’s not about love. I’m sorry.

“I know you haven’t liked anyone else, and I haven’t been alone all these years, and I still have you in my heart until today, so we haven’t missed our feelings since the beginning. I’m sorry.

“The wrong thing is you and me, two unsuited people, when I love you, I don’t know what you’re hiding in your heart, I don’t know what you’re talking about, and I don’t know what you’re doing for your life. I’m sorry.

“Forgiving me, I was too young to think that it was enough to love someone as much as I could, until later I realized how shallow that love was. I’m sorry.

Ikeno…

“I hate you for a long time, and you have no one else in your heart, but you pushed me away, and it made me even harder to accept until a girl told me that I had never really known you, and that the last straw would not be the one to crush the camel, and you must be particularly disappointed, so that you would leave me uncompromising. I’m sorry.

“But Xu Zhou, even though this love is shallow, I gave it to you without reservation, and I gave you a whole heart, and I didn’t even ask you to look back?” I’m sorry.

“Yeah, I’m sorry. I really don’t know. I thought you were lying to me…”

And when I cried not, I cried too much, and I saw Ichino in my tears, and so did my eyes red, and he smiled, and his voice smitten, and I was disappointed.

“Have you thought about it? What if it’s true? What if I die and I don’t wake up? Will you regret it?”

“You didn’t think that you wouldn’t give me one in ten thousand, so in your mind, what am I?” I’m sorry.

“Sho, you have not given me a chance, and I do not wish to look back, and Toyo will pick up your company, and we will not have to see each other again in the future. I’m sorry.

“I owe you, I paid you. I’m sorry.

Six.

When Ichino left, the door opened and a young girl stood outside.

As I was, there’s a doll face, bright eyes.

She has a shallow dimple. It’s beautiful.

Her name is Cho, the CEO of the Sea.

Cho’s assistant is clean, and he’s really good in a professional dress.

Her voice is soft, she’s beautiful, she’s looking at Ichino’s eyes, and she’s upset.

“Boss, go home?”

Jino left, never looked back.

Zhou’s assistant took a look at me and quickly pursued him and reached out to shake his hand.

He didn’t say no. The two men went against each other.

I was thinking about that business meeting a month ago.

At the beginning we wanted to work with Young-fung, General Seo.

I talked to him for a week, and then the old fox didn’t let go, so I went to the party with him to get him.

I followed him all the way, talking about our projects and our prospects.

Then he got a little tired and said to me, “I said, “If you don’t want to sign a bet, then you can’t talk about it. Your company has a real promise, but it’s not a small amount of money, but it’s for your own good. Why don’t you ask Tomon. Will they vote?” A joke. I’m sorry.

Ishino was at the meeting that day.

When he saw him, he thought that I didn’t know him, that I had some bad intentions, and said to me, “See, that’s the Chief of the Sea, that’s what I’m looking for, and I’ll introduce you to him, and see if he wants to deal with you.” I’m sorry.

I was already feeling bad.

He said, “Mr. Ji! I’m sorry.

Then six years later, after his introduction, I first met Ichino.

He was dressed in a fine suit, well-dressed, distant and cold.

I’m a disgraced man, and I’m speechless.

As it was six years ago, we did not receive a fair share.

I was embarrassed the other day and soon wanted to leave.

On leaving, however, the assistant was seen at the corner of the hotel.

She cried red-eyed and turned her back towards me for whatever reason, and put her in her arms, whispering.

She’s beautiful, she has red eyes and red faces.

She should be a good girl.

Jino, finally learned to put it down.

I left from the club and I got in the car.

The driver asked me where to go.

For no purpose, I went to a street near the central building.

The city has not changed much, and the old streets, close to the night market, are still places where young people like to play.

It’s late. Some shopkeepers are closing.

The last stand at the door is still open.

There’s not a lot of customers, and the boss is very passionate, and he tells me that their sour soup is good, 22 bucks a bowl.

I asked him if he had any old noodles, three dollars a bowl.

And the boss groaned and laughed, and said, “Wait, I will do it for you.” I’m sorry.

I got a call from Mi-jin.

She was in a hurry to say, “Hew! You went to Jino, didn’t you? I told you, the company won’t do it, the project won’t do it. Go back now!”

“Mi-jin, he said yes. I’m sorry.

“What? I’m sorry.

“What have you done? I’m sorry.

“Nothing. I’m sorry.

“I do not believe that if you ask for it, I would rather not.” I’m sorry.

“No, he didn’t ask for anything. I’m sorry.

“No way. I’m sorry.

“Really. I’m sorry.

I thought about it, and I said, “It’s not that I didn’t say anything at all, and he said, “We’re done here.” I’m sorry.

Good, really.

After all, when I broke up with him, I asked for a different one and two.

While I was eating noodles, there was an unclosed jewelry store nearby.

The sound is at the door, and in the middle of the night, the sound is spread all over the streets.

You said it was a picture.

I see you have a heart.

Just stop listening to me.

Take off your disguise.

Did you hear me crying?

I can’t hear you anyway.

You look like a white horse.

Get out of here.

Let me see what you look like.

Counting the last curtains.

Forgive me for stopping so early.

You know what? I’m so sick.

I don’t know.

It’s too hot. It’s really hot.

I ate so fast, I cried in the bowl.

I think of a childish sauerkraut, and if the final exam is the best, he’ll be brought here for an old bowl of soup.

That smells good.

It’s hot. It’s a fog with Daddy’s smiling face.

There’s really not much good time to look back in this life.

The encounters of some people have probably been tragic from the beginning.

As I knew Ikeno when I was 16, I was in the darkest part of life.

That year, my dad got into a car accident and became a vegetable.

That year, my mom took me to the paper mill where my dad worked to collect the salary arrears.

$9,230.

For $9,230 she took me to eat at the paper mill’s office, had a seat and blocked the boss for days.

I was a freshman. I did a good job. I was a class member.

Quiet girls see learning as important.

I whispered to my mother, “There was only two days off at the school, and I wanted to talk to the teacher.” I’m sorry.

She scolded her face, “The school.” What school! Your dad’s dead. You want to go to school? If you don’t get the money, fuck you!”

My mom, it’s Chan Moo-jun.

It’s a bad temper, a cold selfish man.

And he’s a terrible man.

I grew up in the endless quarrels between my parents.

Mom doesn’t like Daddy’s loser.

Dad hates mom playing mahjong all day, the kids don’t cook.

A family that is common and whose parents do not love each other, raised children must be sensitive and unloved.

It took me a long time to find out that Chen Moo-jun and my father were married.

I’m her own daughter, of course, but she’s not just me.

She was a woman who abandoned her son.

He left his son and daughter and met my father on the train by accident and went straight out with him.

One of her children is said to be still in the remote part of the gutter, where children of several years of age are said to be working behind their backs and dressed in pieces.

She was scared, and she was with my dad, and she wanted to live a good life in the big city.

Unfortunately, my father is a normal worker in a suburban paper factory who has not married his wife-in-law.

She grew bitter and called my dad a liar.

When I went to kindergarten, she was addicted to mahjong again, and she was in such a state.

There is no home for all, and all that comes home is money.

Dad does all the chores after work.

Feelings are long gone, and it’s because Dad says, “It’s your mother, at least. I’m sorry.

But this mother, when I was 16 years old, took me around the owner of the paper factory, caught him in the car, went crazy, scratched his hair, ripped the white flower off my chest, cried out to everybody.

She cried in such a beautiful way, saying, “I can’t live any longer, my father’s like that, and she owes us our wages.

The owner of the car urged the driver to drive and did not want to talk to her.

She pulled me straight into the car and pulled a pesticide bottle out of the bag.

The pesticide bottle was paraquat from where she bought it.

I’m already in high school and naturally know what that means.

I struggled and cried, “Mom! Mother! No!

She was so strong, she was crazy, she broke my mouth and poured a bottle in.

“Put us to hell, we’ll die today…”

The owner of the car finally knew he was scared, and he got out of the car. Say something! Let’s go get the money. I’m sorry.

Chen Moo-jun was pleased to go with them to get the money.

I was kneeling in the paper mill, crying out loud, vomiting and spitting.

She put it in me.

Since I was a kid, I’ve heard Grandma say that paraquat is a very toxic pesticide, and that there’s no living, no dying.

I was so scared I cried and threw up and couldn’t stop talking.

Until Chen Moo-jun came out laughing with money.

She kicked me in the face and yelled…

“I’m not gonna die. It’s pouring running water. Look at you. I’m sorry.

Chan Moo-jun, it’s my mom.

By birth.

But she didn’t spend a penny on me when she got the $9,230 back.

She’s obsessed with mahjong and still rarely comes home.

In winter, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, winter, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer, summer Your father is like that. I’m not leaving. I’m sorry.

She wants me to go to her aunt.

Hate can’t keep an unattended father in his house and stuff it with his aunt.

And most of the words she used to say were, “Shu Qiu, be content. If I go, you can leave school and drop out of school to take care of your father.” I’m sorry.

She’s right. My grandma’s old and she’s always been an aunt.

The family of aunts is not wealthy, and they care for themselves.

My dad, it’s my duty and duty, not anyone’s.

That’s why I go to high school and spend weekends at home, washing and cooking, and rubbing my dad.

I can’t ask for money until I have to.

I’m afraid my uncle has a problem.

So I used to wear school uniforms, and when other kids were climbing shoes, I wore a pair of 30-dollar canvas shoes, and I wore glue.

That’s how I met Jino.

In his second year of high school, he was transferred to Jasheng High School.

The reason for the transfer was said to be that he had been beaten by the headmaster because he was a gangster and had difficulties in discipline during school.

His family was rich and powerful, and after the incident had subsided, his parents took the lead and transferred him.

The headmaster of our school, he knew his parents.

It also led him to get used to it very quickly when he arrived.

Oh, no, he doesn’t have to.

The likes of Ichino, with their eyes sharp and their eyes sharp, their heads sharp and clear, their two thin lips thin, and their youths strutting, turning against the light, and ignominy.

The teacher arranged for him to sit with me, so I could learn well and point him out.

Where he needs guidance, his book is fresh and clean, it doesn’t mean to learn.

In the class and in the school, the boys with bad grades soon joined him.

She loved him, too, and the most beautiful and proud Chen Gianni in her class was always laughing at him.

Teachers and classmates throughout the school, no one liked him.

At the end of the class, the boys surrounded the classroom and asked why he beat up the former school director?

He smiled with his eyelids and laughed: “The old man made a mistake, he caught a lesson on the spot, and it was the girl’s turn to go to her office and shut the fucking door. I don’t believe it.

I don’t know.

7

I was at the same table as I was. I didn’t talk for half a semester.

He doesn’t like to study. He’s hardly sitting after class.

I’ve always listened to you in my class.

He’s got homework to write, and either sleep on his own or skip the Internet cafe.

Oh, there’s always someone talking to him and yelling.

He wasn’t in self-study that day.

I slept on the table for a while.

It was too long before I opened my eyes, and I was looking at the last pair of eyes.

I don’t know when I’ll be back, face to face, and I’m sleeping down.

But he did not close his eyes, his black hair in disarray, his eyelashes, and his dark eyes as the stars.

And he looked at me, and looked at me, and I was scared, but he did not panic.

He had his tongue on his cheeks and said to me slowly: “I lost a eyelash on my face. I’m sorry.

That was the first thing he said to me.

I certainly have it. I was busy looking at the little mirror on the stationery box and taking off that eyelash.

He also whispered to him, “Thank you. I’m sorry.

He smiled, raised his head, turned his head into a pen, and made a sound of joy: “You’re welcome to the table.” I’m sorry.

And then, I looked red, I didn’t look at him, I turned on my books.

I’m an honest kid, and all the energy of life is spent on learning.

In the first grade and the first grade, everyone expects me.

Only my mother Chan Moo-jun.

It was the greatest mercy on me that she had given me a chance to come home and take a look at my father.

The aunt used to say, “The only way to go to school for a family like ours.” I’m sorry.

The cousin also said that “the people at the bottom of society have little chance of changing their destiny and that it is essential to read and work. I’m sorry.

So I tightened up a string, three years in high school, and I picked the light to read at night.

I live so tired and so hopeful that I will run out of this bitter sea in the future.

Ikino was an accident in my life.

I rarely spoke to him, but he began to look at me, either deliberately or by accident.

When it was cold, I wore an old sweater under my school uniform, some of it offline.

He was bored in the classroom and saw the line under his clothes, so he reached out and pulled.

He’s got a nice family, a thousand dollars for a pair of shoes, and I don’t really know what that means.

By the time we both realized it was wrong, he had a lot of hair in his hand, a short sweater under my uniform.

He was embarrassed to say, “Sorry. I’m sorry.

“It’s okay. I’m sorry.

A week later, I came to school and found a commodity bag in my desk.

Open it. It’s a pink new sweater. The chandelier’s still there.

I was in a state of panic and stuffed the bag into his desk.

After class, he found out, leaned against me, and downped his voice and asked me, “Is the size wrong?” I made my mom buy it at the mall. I’m sorry.

“No, no, no, no. I’m sorry.

“Why not? You can’t wear that. I’m sorry.

“No, thank you. I’m sorry.

He picked his frown and was just about to speak to me again, and I kept my eyes on the blackboard.

Jino-kun laughed.

After that, for the first time I saw his arrogance.

I came to the entrance of the school after school, and he cried out to me in the midst of the crowd, “Hew!” Hsu!

And I turned back in a state of regret, and he looked at me and laughed, and he came and put the sack of sweaters into my hand, and put it in my hand: “Same table, you forgot your clothes.” I’m sorry.

After that, there were rumors in the class that Ichino was chasing me and buying me a sweater.

I’m scared.

Early love is a flood beast for a good and honest student.

It’s good that I’m good at my studies, and I’m very good at teaching, and no one in my class tells me anything.

The only thing she heard was that Chen Gianni was in Ichino, and said, “What do you like about Xu? Will she not study?” I’m sorry.

Ikeno laughed, and said, “It’s not enough. I’m sorry.

“But she’s like a fool. I’m sorry.

“You’re just like an idiot. I’m sorry.

So the whole school knew that Ikeno liked a good girl.

The rumours have caused me some trouble.

But it’s just trouble. I learned not to listen.

When Ichino asked me to speak, I left and rarely spoke to him.

And then he was fun and slowly returned to his old state.

In the next semester of the second year of high school, the headmaster came to me and said that there were two places in the school canteen for hard work and economics and asked me if I wanted to do it.

She knows my situation, the special hardship allowance at school, and she’s been helping me apply.

That girl, that age, everyone wants face, but I can’t.

I need money.

I’d like to have a goggles, because when I look at the blackboard, it’s always blurry.

So every day at noon, I and another third-year-old boy, with a cuff stamp, began to collect a meal in the school cafeteria.

It’s only an hour and a half.

The big canteens, lunchtime, and crowds.

When I met my classmates, I learned to accept it.

He learned to bow to life long ago.

Not only do I work at school, I’m on winter and summer holidays, but I always ask my cousin to help me find a part-time job.

Fast-food shops in the garment market have been dry, underground video games in the city have been dry, flyers have been dry, and occasionally small toys have been distributed and sold to children in the park on holiday nights.

I’m good at it. I’m used to it.

So in the school canteen, when a boy deliberately threw the leftovers over my plate, I didn’t say anything.

But I can’t believe Ichino saw this.

He was upset and came straight over, holding the boy’s head. I’m sorry.

Ichino is a gangster, and he’s not a good guy. I’m sorry.

Ichino, who was burned in the fury, kicked his foot and the table and chair of the cafeteria fell.

Immediately thereafter, the canteens became intermingled.

The boy was outnumbered and, along with his companions, was beaten and swollen.

And I stood by and trembled, and watched Ji wild hit him with a fierce beating, and with a weeping sound,

Stop it! Stop it!

And then, with me, we were all called to the training.

I’ve been crying and crying.

And Ikino stood by, and for some reason the sound was a little hurried: “Don’t cry, Xu, it’s all right, it’s none of your business, don’t worry. I’m sorry.

I was afraid, and there was something against him: “Who told you to hit? I’m sorry.

“He bullied you, shouldn’t he? I’m sorry.

“I don’t care who asked you to mind your own business. I’m sorry.

“I care. I can’t watch people bully you. I’m sorry.

In their eyes is a young swirl who knows no evil.

But I was really upset about Ikino.

I’m honest, introverted, and I’m learning, and I really don’t want any trouble.

And I am more afraid of being heard in the ears of Chen Moo-jin, and being scolded by her obscenity.

Good thing it wasn’t big.

I was called to the principal’s office with Jino.

I heard Ishino calling him Uncle Lee.

And I saw the headmaster, who never laughed, groaning, looking at me and scolding Ikeno, saying, “You are the son of a bitch, you have not stopped, you have fought, you have fallen in love with me.” I’m sorry.

“Don’t lie to me, say I’m fighting, say I’m in love, do you have proof? I’m sorry.

“The people are standing here. What more proof do you want? I’m sorry.

Don’t say that, Uncle. She’s a good student. I’m sorry.

“Bullshit. If she wasn’t a good student, I’d have invited your parents. I’m sorry.

“Don’t bother, just ask my parents to come over and see what’s wrong with the school. I’m sorry.

“Dude, hippie face, I’m telling you, if you don’t learn yourself and don’t affect anyone, she’ll have to beat you if her grades go down. I’m sorry.

“If she gets first grade, you can’t reward me for anything. I’m sorry.

8

The whole school knows about me and Jino.

We were a very young teacher, and she was talking to me, and she was whispering to me, and I was a girl, unlike Ichino.

Girls are bound to experience more than boys on their way to growth.

Besides, I’m still in that situation.

I am so grateful to her that she made it clear to me that I could not take the shortcut, because I had no way back and looked to myself.

Every step of life is vital, and we should not get out of the car.

I will remember her words, and she will be told with tears: “Teacher, believe me, I did not fall in love with him.” I’m sorry.

Of course she believed me, because Ichino called me when she talked to me.

He was always so careless and he had the capital to speak out: “Teacher, don’t make it difficult for me to follow her, she didn’t answer, she was so thin, don’t cry.” I’m sorry.

Later, I stopped talking to Ichino.

It was an exceptionally long summer.

My cousin introduced me to a video game town in the city for a summer job.

Cousin was in third grade, and there was a girl who worked part-time with her.

Working four or five hours a day, home at 8:00 p.m.

I didn’t expect to see Jino there.

He’s not alone, and there’s three boys and one girl playing video games.

He saw me when I was helping people change the game money.

He came at me, surprised and surprised: “Hew, what are you doing here?” I’m sorry.

The video game city was loud, and I was busy, laughing at him in a vague way: “Work.” I’m sorry.

He didn’t talk. He felt like he was asking.

The girl who came with him, wearing nice vests and shorts, with pony tails, came over to pick up his arms…

“Brother, there’s no money. I’m sorry.

“How much. I’m sorry.

“Five hundred for them in the morning.” I’m sorry.

That day, they exchanged a thousand dollars in all.

I worked part-time on a summer vacation in video games and earned a thousand bucks.

Ikeno knows I’m here, comes here often.

It started with a gang and became one of its own.

I don’t care about him. He’s waiting for me at the door every day while I’m off work.

My cousin’s girl is also making fun of me. I’m sorry.

I was in a hurry to explain in red: “No, no, no, no.” I’m sorry.

After that, I said to Ikeno, “Don’t come here.” I’m sorry.

He said, “It’s too late. It’s not safe for a girl to come home. I’ll take you.” I’m sorry.

I said I didn’t need it, he didn’t ask, and asked if I wanted to go to the Tianhai Building to see the night scene?

I said no, thanks.

“What about the night market nearby? I’m sorry.

He’s a pain in the ass. He comes here every day. I just happened to see him.

His eyes were on the other side, and he stood up and choked.

And I lamented, “You smoke in school, I know.” I’m sorry.

So he laughed, his hands in his pocket, and he asked me, “Do you want to go to Tianhai House today?” Or a night market nearby? I’m sorry.

I went to the night market with him.

He’s happy. He’s chasing me. What do you want? Can I buy it for you?

We’re eating ice in a booth.

I finally said what I wanted to say: “You will never come again. I beg you. I am troubled by you.” I’m sorry.

“What’s bothering you? I didn’t ask you to talk to me. I’m sorry.

“We can’t be good friends either. I’m sorry.

“Why not?” I’m sorry.

“No, we’re not. I’m whispering.

“How different? “Are you man and I not man?”

“I don’t need friends. I just want to learn. I’m sorry.

“Well, even if you talk to me, it doesn’t bother you to go to college. I can still urge you to study.” I’m sorry.

“You don’t understand. Don’t bother me again. I’m sorry.

I’m a little angry, and I’m not eating ice, so get up and leave.

Ishino then followed me to the station and watched me get on the bus.

I’m really tired every day, and I don’t have time for this.

After the bus arrives at the last stop, I’m going to ride my bike for about 10 minutes to get home.

When I get home, my mom’s usually not here. I’m gonna feed my dad to see if he shits, flips him over, wipes him.

After work, it’s late. I have to wash, read and study.

I’m getting closer. I can’t do it without glasses.

I’m like a snail with a shell on my back, and I need to keep climbing and crawling, carrying weight, to get to where I want to go.

Ikino is from another world, he won’t understand.

On the last day of summer, I went home on a bike, as usual.

Downstairs, a man was seen there.

Because it was an old neighborhood, there were no street lights on the road downstairs, but I recognized him as Wong Hongbin, the owner of a mahjong restaurant.

As I know, shortly after my dad’s accident, he became Chen Moo-jun’s boss.

He’s got a family, a middle-aged man, a big kid.

Chen Moo-jun volunteered to follow him because he gave her money.

He also gave me money to spend.

He saw me once when I forgot to bring my keys to the Mahjong Palace, and he smiled, “He’s grown so big that your mother says you’re doing so well. Come on, uncle gives you $200, you keep the study materials. I’m sorry.

I never called his uncle, I didn’t ask for his money.

Chen Mao-hyun called me rude and gave me no money.

I hate Wong Hong Bin. He’s not a good guy. He smiles all the time.

So the moment I saw him downstairs, I was on guard and I didn’t come forward.

He came towards me and laughed, “Come, Uncle, you’ll get your living.” I’m sorry.

He’s got a lot of money to hand over.

I throw my bike, turn around and run.

I ran so fast I didn’t know if he was coming.

Fear, panic, and my tears burst out.

Until I ran out on the main road and ran into a man, I screamed.

The man grabbed me by the shoulder, and he said, “What’s wrong with you? I’m sorry.

It’s Jino.

I looked at him with my eyes, and I came back and cried, “What are you doing here?” I’m sorry.

“Go home, it’s too late for me, you girl. I’m sorry.

I noticed that there was a taxi parked by the road.

Jino followed me for a long time.

When I told him to leave me alone, he’d still come to the town every night.

When I get off work and get on the bus, he’ll take a taxi.

Send it to the block and he’ll turn back.

Actually, the road I came home was very safe, there was always someone, and at night there was a big stall.

There are no street lights.

I wouldn’t be in any danger if I didn’t meet Wong Hong Bin.

I was with Ikino that night to push my bike, and Wong Hongbin was gone.

I asked him to go to the side of the road and eat a big set.

He was happy to keep saying that the cooking was good and finally paid for it.

He gave his boss 50 bucks to keep the change.

Then I walked home.

He asked, “What’s wrong with you?” Are you really scared of a cat? I’m sorry.

I nodded and never told him what happened.

Hard to say, did I tell him that my mom’s dick was blocking me downstairs?

Ikeno was just a regular boy to me.

Then he left and I went home.

Before I came home, I was thinking about how to tell Chan about this.

She’s not a good mother, but I’m sure she won’t let it go.

But I didn’t expect to see Wong Hong Bin smoking on his couch.

Chen Moo-jun, of course, is here.

The weather is hot, the ceiling fan squeaks, and the air is still stifling, and there is a bad smell in addition to the smoke that can’t get out.

Chen Moo-jun had just taken a bath, and his hair was still dripping, and his straps were strangling round arms, and he had a white bouquet on his chest.

She rubbed her hair with a towel, and saw me lift my eyelids. I’m sorry.

I’m honest, inward.

She’s got a bad temper. She’s been hitting me since she was a kid.

She made me understand that there is a mother who doesn’t love children.

She only loves herself, and I certainly won’t.

I have tried to tolerate her as a stranger.

She and mahjong’s boss are in the neighborhood.

I could bear the pointers, but I couldn’t bear it. She took them home.

Especially when Dad’s still in bed.

For the first time, I was mad at them, pointing at them,

Get out! Get out of here!

And Chen Moo-jun was a fiery temper, and she threw away her towel, and he came at me, saying, “Who are you yelling with, and who will go astray?” What’s wrong with you, little bitch? I’m sorry.

“I’ll let you go! Get out of here! I’m sorry.

On that day, Chen Moo-jun grabbed my hair and hit me on the floor.

Wong Hong Bin, come and get her.

He pulled her away and extended his hand to hold me, as if he was trying to lift me up, and touched me in the back with those disgusting hands.

I kicked him like crazy and he grabbed his ankle.

“Hey, little girl, it’s hard to control. I’m sorry.

The two of them, one of me, then turned around into the kitchen and took out a knife.

Chen Moo-sun yelled, changed his clothes and took Wong Hongbin away.

I cried and called my aunt and told her everything.

That night aunt and uncle came.

They took me to the mahjong restaurant in the district and had a fight.

Chen Moo-jun was like a bitch pointing at her aunt’s nose, so she could pick her brother up.

She had to shake her head so she could get a divorce. As long as she was divorced, my dad didn’t need her.

Chen Moo-jin smiles: “Let me go? All right, give me the house, all the big ones. I’m sorry.

At the end of the day, there were rumours of plans for demolition, simply because of the two-bedroom house.

After a fight, my aunt went away and shouted, “You want the house, you want it, you don’t want it, you dream about it. If you don’t get a divorce, you’ll have to wait for it. How long will you wait for? I’ll come to you when you die.” I’m sorry.

You see, it’s no use calling an aunt, or calling the police.

The only good thing about a fight is that Chen Moo-jun won’t take people home.

The bad thing is, when she starts looking for a chance, she scolds me: “Smug face, your Uncle Wong has come home late to pick you up, and he’s so kind he wants to go nuts, says he’s blocking you, and how valuable your meat is and how cheap it is.” I’m sorry.

Obscene words, even worse, were used against her.

I was 17 years old and I had a thin face, and she yelled at me a lot.

Dad’s been lying down for two years, and for a second I wish he were dead.

If he dies, I can be free.

I can stay in school and never come back to see Chen Moo-jun again.

When the thought came out, I cried, and I wiped my dad’s face with a warm towel, and I apologized, “Sorry, Dad, I didn’t mean that.”

I grew up under his care since I was a child, and he took me to buy sugar cucumbers, to eat old noodles, to pick me up from school…

He’s just an ordinary, thick father.

Even if there were miracles, he might become conscious.

And I, as his child, gruesomely hope that this paralyzing patient will die while he is lying.

He’s dead. I don’t have to go to class. I’m worried if Chen Moo-jun is home at noon.

It is only at this point that no child has ever been filial before his bed that he knows that everyone is common.

9

Sophomore, I finally put on a good goggles.

Infuse into more intense learning.

The more Ikeno invented it.

He started bringing milk to me every morning, taking it out in his arms, or warm.

When the boys in the class got up, he wrinkled and kicked, “Get lost! I’m sorry.

I never understood why boys like him like me.

Until after we were together, I asked him this question once, and he laughed, “You’re different.” I’m sorry.

And when I looked at him, he explained, “You haven’t said a word to me since we were at the table, and I wondered if the girl was dumb and I used to speak in the classroom. Did I offend her somewhere?” I’m sorry.

“And then I looked at you and found you didn’t talk to anyone, but you did well, and I liked it, and I found you with a standard face, and you were so cute, and when you looked at me in your self-study class, I started to have a high heart rate, and I was so scared, and I didn’t just like it, I thought I liked it…”

He’s not quite right.

He had sympathy for me at first, in addition to liking it.

Everyone in the class knows that the study committee, Xu Zhou, has a bad family and that the father’s paralysis is a vegetable.

The teacher will always say, when he pays the bill: “Shu Zhou is in bad condition in her family.” I’m sorry.

Teacher is pure kindness.

But at that moment, I was always down, and it was hot.

For Chen Gianie and others have said behind his back: “The old class is partial, and she is not the only one in a bad condition, but she’s got grades. I’m sorry.

I think Ikeno’s affection is based on compassion.

Or else he would not have been good to me with care.

Sneaking into my food card, putting chocolate on the table, he looked at my file and bought me a pair of shoes on my birthday.

I feel shame, the kind of shame that goes deep into people’s hearts.

‘Cause I know, I’m on a tarp shoe.

The shoes were stolen from my car basket after school.

When I took it back to him, my eyes were red.

Unsettled.

In the classroom, he came to me again, and he kept his voice down and asked:

“How far are you near-sighted? Where are your glasses? I’m sorry.

“…for what?”

“You look good in those glasses. I’ll ask you later. Can you wear them? I’m sorry.

“Why wear it if you’re not close? I’m sorry.

“No reason. I want to match you. I’m sorry.

Ikeno always does that.

And I was afraid that those who were in front and back would hear, and look at him with a red face, and only the eyes of the young, the eyes of a young man, the eyes of a young man, and the eyes of a strong eye, and the smile of my mouth.

He was certainly warm and never afraid.

But I couldn’t bear it, and I said to him, “Do you really like me?” I’m sorry.

When I asked, I was low and my face was hot.

And he looked around, and he felt like he was a thief, and he looked at me on the table, and his ears were red: “You were so straight and I was embarrassed.” I’m sorry.

“Really, Hsu, I really like it, I swear. I’m sorry.

In his self-study course, he looked into my eyes, dark and bright, and there seemed to be light at the bottom.

And the 18-year-old Xu Zhu, with his hands squeezing on his books, suddenly he was afraid to look at him, and he was afraid, and he said, “Then you took the same college as me, and I was with you.” I’m sorry.

Sound like a mosquito fly.

But he was so close, he heard so clearly, he was quiet for a few seconds, and suddenly blew up the channel, “Oh, shit, you didn’t tell me! It’s less than a year. I’m sorry.

In my perception, Ishino didn’t get a chance to take the same school.

That’s just the reason I turned him down.

But I didn’t think I’d become a man in my senior year.

He’s starting to learn crazy.

I learned later that he was not bad, he was just lazy.

His family was much richer than I thought, and his parents had already set up a street for him.

He’s smart. He’s a brain that can see through.

The family had money to pay for the most expensive tutorials, and then became incorruptible, and suffered from it.

And then a year later, he did.

Ichino didn’t show up that summer.

Allegedly, they took their relatives abroad by force because they had done well.

I’m still working part-time.

An important event occurred during this period when Chen Moo-jun verbally abused Wong Hong Bin ‘ s wife.

His wife then called a group of mothers and family and dragged Chen Moo-jun to the streets, where his clothes were stripped clean and clean.

They were still scolding, “Didn’t you want to take it off and take it off? If your daughter was here today, I would have taken her away.” I’m sorry.

I went to my aunt’s house for a few days.

When he returned home, he found that Chen Moo-jun had not been out for days, but had not been idle, acting like a madman, yelling at the windows all day.

All those terrible words were curses on Wong Hongbin and his wife.

After the incident, Huang Hong Bin did not appear.

And my dad, because he hasn’t turned over for too long, he’s got a crumb, and he stinks.

And in that (of the curse) We shall fall down repeatedly.

I cried and washed my father’s aging body, and I thought, “Dad, why are you alive?

Auntie told me to go to college. She’ll come to see Dad every day.

Why am I still so vicious?

He was 18 years old and was waiting for her father to die.

I took care of him from the age of 16, scrubbing every aspect of a man’s body, taking a piss, from fear to familiarity.

From light-cars to indignity and despair…

I hope he’s alive and that one day I’ll be able to push him to eat an old bowl of soup.

And I hope that he will die and that his release will free me.

It’s only been three years, so what is humanity?

I don’t know.

After school, I saw Jino.

At the girls’ dorm, he came directly to me.

As always, it’s obvious.

After a long summer, he tanned a little bit, but he was still a face of the star.

I’ve read the book about this look, which is commonly called fear.

He’s a general of Mandarin.

They are thick, straight up, bright and powerful.

It seems that such people who live in light, do good and do evil, are in between.

He’s certainly high-profile.

My roommate looked surprised, and I looked down and pulled him out.

He held my hand.

Under the school tree, I broke his hand.

He wouldn’t let it go, and he smiled, “You don’t count, do you?” I’m sorry.

I keep my head down and I’m silent. It doesn’t mean anything.

He bowed himself down, staring at me, and his lips were strung, and his eyebrows came to mean something dangerous: “I’ve been chasing you for a long time, and if you don’t promise me you won’t say a word, but if you say yes and you don’t say a word, I’ll be angry. I’m sorry.

My face is white and white.

Ishino wasn’t a good man, of course I knew.

He beats people up fast and hard, and I remember the way he kicked people in the school cafeteria.

And he pursued me while he was not afraid of the heavens, and he laughed at me, and he dazzled himself with his splendour and stint.

I didn’t know if he’d hit a girl, but I did, and I said, “I just felt like I didn’t play you.”

I’m not finished.

This guy brought me straight into his arms, with his hands on my face and his eyes on him.

“What are you doing?” I’m sorry.

And he smiled, and he fell down and pecked on my lips.

I lost my mind.

His dark eyes were so deep, his tongue was on his cheeks, he took it seriously, and he said, “Put a stamp, and I’ll be my man.” I’m sorry.

The school tree, lined up, leaves green as emerald.

And the thick branches cover the sun like fire.

But my face just burned and it burned red.

Like a man who turned against the light, and the luminous appeared on his red ears.

Other than that, it’s serious.

I didn’t know I liked him at first, but I confirmed I liked him.

No one can refuse a warm love.

I tarried too long in the shadows, like a fire, near me, burning me.

At least for that moment, I was alive.

There are no more family problems, and there are no more cursings of Chen Moo-shu, and it is possible to live like a human being.

10

With Jino, I’m worried.

So the first time my roommate asked me who he was, I didn’t dare admit that he was my brother.

He’s too famous.

People like that seem to be the focus of life.

We’re not in a class, and we’re not in a family.

But Ichino’s name was soon unknown.

As was the case in high school, he was always on my side, with sharp and sharp eyes, and the moon surrounded by stars.

He can eat more than he did in high school.

Because of his smallness, he is not far away from this school.

They come to him from time to time, including Wu Ting.

The girl with the size of a model, they call her chili.

Ishino said she was straight, like a boy, big.

And when she first met me, she fainted, and soon smiled at her face: “Brother, you liked it. I’m sorry.

Actually, it’s not the first time I’ve seen her.

She doesn’t remember that summer, I worked part-time in Twilight City, and she came to hold Ichino’s arm and asked for the coin.

Girls have a natural sensitivity to everything that is not friendly.

I know, she doesn’t like me.

But Ishino didn’t know. He didn’t shoot her in the head.

“What’s that? You’ll have to call your sister-in-law. I’m sorry.

It was only after reaching out to the world of Ichino that I realized that there was no difference.

I’m surprised he’s got that black wristwatch.

A limited number of basketball shoes, no matter how hard they are to buy.

On her birthday, Wu Ting Ting asked him for a bag, and he said “I owe you” while he promised to send her the latest payment she wanted.

He also gave me a Chanel watch, which he forced on my wrist.

Take me to the mall to buy clothes, shoes, everything he wants to buy me.

I wouldn’t take it, and he got a little angry.

Then I got angry and turned my head and left.

Then he came after me, and asked me, “No, no, no, no, no, let’s go, let’s eat.” I’m sorry.

Ikino, he’s an asshole.

And it never hides itself and desires.

When I started school, I lied to my roommate about his brother, and for the first time he was waiting for me under the dorm, and Mi-jin of the dorm stood in front of the window and shouted at me, “Hi, your brother has come to you!” I’m sorry.

He didn’t happen to hear that.

He then dragged me to nowhere, put his hands on my head and cheated on me.

That was our first kiss.

He was so strong, he kissed me so hard, he cried.

Then he fell in love, holding his hand on my waist and his eyes in danger, and his voice was silent: “Don’t be mistaken, I’m the kind of brother you kiss.” I’m sorry.

I cried at the moment: “You’re a gangster. I’m sorry.

He smiled and laughed, and he was in a good mood, against my forehead, and his nostrils touched me, and he said, “Big brother promised you that he would be the only one who’s ever been a gangster. I’m sorry.

It’s a word for life. It sounds so wild.

But I know he was serious.

He’d mind if I cover up his boyfriend’s identity, and I hate that everyone knows about us.

Anything about me can always get in his ear.

There’s a boy in the class. Sex is better. Nothing likes to talk to me.

When you see me, you don’t talk or you turn your head.

I heard rumours that Ichino was looking for him, and was very angry, and he had the same theory, and his eyes were red.

And he looked at me with his eyes down, and laughed, and looked at me: “Shu, be in love with his brother, and do not take heed.” I’m sorry.

“What are you talking about? I’m a regular classmate. “I got a red face.

“Come on, you think everybody’s a log like you. I’m sorry.

“You’re insane, you’re insane. I’m sorry.

And I turned my back, and he grabbed me, and laughed: “If you do not believe, let us face him.” I’m sorry.

Are you crazy? I’m sorry.

“Yeah, love you so much that you’re crazy that you think you’re sick. You’re on my own. I’m sorry.

Ichino is a very possessive man, and this is becoming clear as we get along.

I never doubted what he liked about me, because that often makes me feel like I can’t breathe.

He then started asking me to move out with him.

I refused, and for one time I hid from him.

Although I know that’s sooner or later.

In front of him, I was like a good white rabbit in his hand.

He seduced me again and again and again, and made me beg.

In the second year of our relationship, he took me to the theater and promised to come back before the bedroom was closed, and it was too late.

As soon as I left, my heart was cold.

He was dressed in a black windie, tall, laughter with his frown, squeaky mouth, and behind him was the street of neon.

Then he reached out to me, smiled, and said, “Come on, go home with my brother.” I’m sorry.

Outside the school, the apartment where he lived was bought by his family in the morning.

I walked here after he promised the rules.

It wasn’t the first time, but it was all day, sitting a little bit and leaving.

Ikeno clearly had a bad heart, and clearly guaranteed the rules and the rules, and as soon as he entered the house, he was exposed.

And We pushed him, and he was angry: ‘You speak not, and I will never believe in you again.’ I’m sorry.

And he laughed in my ear, and smitten: “Beautiful, I am a man and a bad man. I’m sorry.

“But I promise you, it’s just you, okay? I’m sorry.

And when he approached my ears, I was shaking, he whispered: “I will not lie to you, and we will marry after graduation. If I should repent, I will die.” I’m sorry.

He said something alarming and did something alarming, and I couldn’t help but panic.

Ikeno called me “wood” later, and I called me “good boy” later, and his voice followed the good way, but he had a red ear.

It’s supposed to rain outside the window, and it’s supposed to hear the sound of the tarmac and feel the silk.

And the heavens and the earth are large as if we were alone.

He said, “Be good, wood. Don’t be afraid. We’ll stay together and never part.” I’m sorry.

“Big brother promised. I’m sorry.

I held my hands tight, and he put them up to my head, and my ears were sore, and I blew them all over my head.

I don’t know who said that the essence of love is constant pain, and the only antidote is that he loves you enough.

And at that moment, I thought with all due respect,

It’s all over the world today.

If someone loves me, I deserve to be loved.

Eleven.

Ishino said I was a nerd and that I was a fool.

Every time he gives me something, we’re gonna have a little fun.

And finally, he came up with a temper and threw the bag on the floor, and he said, “Shou, do you have to be like this? Look at the clothes on you. You weren’t my girlfriend, you were wearing gel, and now I’m paying you for it. I’m sorry.

“Is it that hard to accept my things?” You’re even working part-time. Why do you have to do that? I’m embarrassed. I’m sorry.

I know what he’s saying. As his girlfriend, I worked part-time and made him talk.

At first, he took me to dinner with his gang, and someone else’s girlfriend fell in love, dressed up and dressed up.

And I’m out of line, I’m out of make-up, I’m easy to wear, I’m cheap.

It was fun to say that Akino liked to be white and skinny and that Xu Xian looked like a high school student.

Ikeno has not spoken yet, and Wu Ting-Ting has taken the lead: “What kind of high school student is my sister-in-law Cinderella, who can shake and become a princess, blinding your eyes.” I’m sorry.

She said, “Doesn’t she want to hit Ichino with her arm?” I’m sorry.

Ichino scolded them with his eyelids: “What do I like? None of your business! I’m sorry.

I don’t like eating with them.

After having been forcibly taken several times by Ichino, I was killed and refused to go.

That’s why I broke up for the first time. I’m sorry.

Ikino’s face changed and he looked in the eye and said, “Tell me again.” I’m sorry.

Say it, break up!

I cried out to him with anger, and cried out in tears: “I said earlier, we were not right, we were different. You had to force me. I couldn’t be the kind of girlfriend you wanted. I was happy to be Cinderella. I’m sorry.

And he’s stunned, and it’s as if he understood something, and his voice softened, and he said to me, “What can I say, I like Cinderella, be yourself, wood, I won’t force you, and you won’t be able to break up again, okay? I’m sorry.

I know I have a lot of problems, and he has.

Ishino’s so proud, and her girlfriend Xu is wearing a ball-starter sweater.

He even found a part-time job at a tea shop outside school.

I don’t get it. Which sweater doesn’t have a ball, does it have to be thrown out because the cuffs have a little ball?

There’s a lot of college students out of school, and we’re all living and working hard.

I’m an ordinary person. I’m just an inconvenient world.

The bars, high-end clubs, shooting ranges that they then regularly went to were places where I had never set foot or dared not.

Why do you have to do this?

He gave me my latest phone, insisted that I should take it and that I should contact him on vacation.

When I came home, Chen Moo-jun saw the phone, and she said, “I thought you were so clean that you didn’t want to pay for it. It’s not the man who eats, is it? I mean, I don’t have time to work. I’m sorry.

“Don’t talk nonsense. You think everyone is like you! I’m sorry.

I was shaking not only because she didn’t clean up, but also because when I came home, I found out that she was looking for an old man in the neighborhood for meat.

My aunt told me that she came to look after Dad once and put people in the house.

When Ichino came home, he came to me once, downstairs in the neighborhood, and he sent me a message asking me how many floors I live on.

I turn back to Chen Moo-jun’s cursed mouth, saying the dirtyest words.

It is almost instantaneous, fear and almost vomiting to see a shrinking, bedless father and a filthy home.

And I ran down the stairs, and there came after Chen Moo-chun another insult: “What is the matter with you? I’m sorry.

Ikino’s downstairs. He drove in, bought gifts.

He stood in the sun, put his hands in his pocket, laughed at me and said he’d come to see my parents.

And I covered my body with a cold, and I did everything in my power to drive him away: “This is not a good day, we are not prepared at all, and my mother is not home.” I’m sorry.

And when I got upstairs, I saw Chen Moo-jun standing by the window, and looked at me with contempt: “You’re better than me, you’ve found a young man, and next time he gives you your cell phone, and I’ll leave you with this, I’ll change it. The old man’s a lot worse than you.” I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

It was Chen Moo-jun who made me understand that, no matter how far I went, I would never get out of this abyss of hell.

The stinking dark corners make me sick and disgusting.

I almost threw up.

And then in front of her, I smashed the phone Ikeno sent.

She looked so blue, she slapped me and started hitting me again.

We’re in a dirty room, scolding each other, in the worst language.

And Chen Moo-jun slapped me while he scolded me, saying, “Small down on me and tell you that you and I are both sluts and bitches, and spend men’s money. What do you have to be proud of? You know as well as I do! I’m sorry.

No, I can’t be like her!

If I’m like her, I’d rather die right now!

I have always understood that the only family like us can count on is themselves.

It is only by doing all it can to live like a human being.

It is only by its own means that this hell can truly be extricated.

No one can save me but myself, and so can Ichino.

There is no one who can take away his own skin.

I was in love with Ichino, and my cousin knew about it when I was a sophomore.

He said to me, “If you are in a relationship of unfairness, try to make it equal, and you are the one.” I’m sorry.

If you don’t, you’ll be held hostage. You’ll lose yourself sooner or later.

People who lose their self will never end well.

I understand. I’ve been working on it.

But Chen Moo-jun is so desperate.

I wanted Dad dead before, and now I want her to die.

But she’s got a hard life. She found a school once in her second year.

I looked at her cold and said no.

She laughed: “If you ask for your boyfriend, he should be rich. Don’t ask me. My daughter didn’t sleep for nothing.” I’m sorry.

Despair, or despair … I’ll give her all my money in case she’s in school.

She had no expression, “That’s it? Where’s your scholarship? Where’s the poverty grant? Don’t your boyfriend give you money? I’m sorry.

“Don’t blame me for not reminding you that more money is better than getting pregnant. I’m sorry.

Get out! Get out of here!

Then I ate half a month of buns.

Relations with Ikino have also deteriorated dramatically.

He’s upset that I always go out on a part-time basis and I don’t have time for him.

Even on his birthday, I came late, and when I went to the hotel, it was almost over.

He doesn’t look so good.

Wu Ting-Ting said: “Sister-in-law is working on such an important day, brother. This is your fault. She must be too short of money. I’m sorry.

Jino ignored her and got up and pulled me out.

He took me back to the apartment and stuffed me with a bank card.

He’s angry and he says, “You don’t even have the money to buy me a present, right? I heard you ate buns in the dorm for days. I’m sorry.

“I beg you, take it.” I’m sorry.

And finally, he said, “I know you’ve got a bone, you’ve always had a bone in my heart, and you don’t change anything because you spent my money. I’m sorry.

Step back, not no.

A snail that walks forward, is in trouble and wants to cover the rain under a rock.

I took the money quietly.

It didn’t cost me a penny, and Wu found me with a pretty girl.

The girl’s name is Wing Ching, and she’s a friend in Ichino’s circle.

She was two years older than Jino and had been studying abroad.

Unlike Wu Ting Ting, she seems to be a very gentle person, and her voice is very sweet, and she smiles at me and says, “Shu, you have to call me sister. Iikeno calls me that. I’m sorry.

“On his birthday, he said he’d introduce me to his girlfriend, and you didn’t come until after the end of the day, and Ichino was angry with you. I’m sorry.

At midday, he held my arm nice and gentle and said he would invite me to dinner with U Ting Ting.

I don’t know any friends in Irano’s circle.

But I also know that I shouldn’t be ashamed of them.

I’m also overcoming the difficulties and I really want to be with Jino.

They took me to a high-end Western restaurant.

It’s nice and warm, see if I’m not good at it.

She also told me a lot about Ichino’s past.

In a world that I couldn’t fit into, they grew up together and Oh Tin Ting smiled and said that her godmother loved her best at the time and called her the standard for looking for a daughter-in-law.

She said, “When she was a child, you said, “You don’t mind. It’s all a joke. I’m sorry.

I laughed and shook my head, saying it didn’t matter.

She said, “Do you not like Western food? I remember Ikino likes to eat. I’m sorry.

“No, Ikino brought me here. I’m sorry.

“Oh, so you’re not used to knives and forks? I’m sorry.

“I cut it badly. I cut it all. I’m sorry.

“Well, he’s still so thoughtful. I’m sorry.

“Let’s go shopping with Xu Zhong. Last time I looked at a dress in Paul, I wanted to try it.” I’m sorry.

After the steak, I said I wanted to go back and warm my arm with Wu Ting Ting.

They encouraged me to test a fine dress, and then told the buyer, by their own counsel, that it should be wrapped.

I said, “No, my brother gave you a bank card, so I’ll spend it and ask him if he doesn’t know my brother has money, he won’t give it to you.” I’m sorry.

“You’re not wearing such a nice dress, you’re going to dress up, and when you eat together, they can’t afford to pay you. I’m sorry.

That day they bought me a lot of clothes, shoes, makeup.

I didn’t say anything until I spent my money on that Kari.

Then I didn’t go back to school and I went to Ichino’s apartment to wait for him.

When he came back, he was happy to see a pile of shopping bags.

He said, “I heard Ting-Ting. They took you shopping. You bought a lot of things. Do you like wood? I’m sorry.

I looked at him calmly: “Here it is. I’m sorry.

He looked at the shopping bag with interest and said, “Did the money run out, I’ll turn around.” I’m sorry.

I took out the card and put it on the table…

“Cari’s money, plus all this stuff, is 100,000, I haven’t touched it. I’m sorry.

What do you mean? Ikeno finally realized it was wrong.

I said, “Ikeno, we broke up. I’m sorry.

It’s probably my third breakup.

“What’s wrong with the wood? They say you’re happy. I’m sorry.

And I said that day, when he broke up, he took my hand and laughed in my ear: “Don’t joke, it’s too much to break up. What can’t be solved by sleeping? I’m sorry.

He always did, and the cold war said, “How much more needs to be done, come on, let’s sit down and make it clear.

We broke up and said, “What’s the matter with you?”

The small-time cold war and the break-up seem to have been the aphrodisiacs for emotional enhancement.

He likes to crush me, watch me fight to the point where I’m exhausted and I’m no longer strong enough, and then he kisses me with satisfaction on the forehead and laughs, “Is it over? I’ll help you defeat the fire…”

But not all the cold war can sit down and make it clear.

If everything was clear, my family wouldn’t be such a mess.

I wouldn’t have lived so bad.

I’m so sensitive and humble.

He’s having a party with his friends, and everyone else has a girlfriend, and I’m the only one who can’t scream.

He said that I could be myself, but then he couldn’t help but complain that I didn’t even like him.

He’s getting angry, and he’s pissed when he hears I work part-time outside.

I watched him fight with me in silence.

Then get used to twisting your head and go.

In a few days, he whispered to me, saying he was wrong, not again.

Slowly, I’m getting tired of him.

He started working on it again, calling and saying that he was drunk and that he was pathetic enough to let me pick him up.

He told his friends to call me and say he was sick and couldn’t get up.

I went softly to the apartment to look at him, and I saw him in disguise, and I had a cunning eye.

“Kid, don’t get mad. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

In junior year, he offered to come home with me again.

Because he said that both parents had to meet first to get married after graduation.

He said his parents were open and wanted to see me.

I can’t think of myself. See what? Look at my dad. Or do you want to watch my mom talk dirty?

I was silent, I was silent, and I said, “I had a bad relationship with my mother.” I’m sorry.

He said, “It’s all right, I know, when I was in high school, your mother loved to play mahjong, and rarely cared for you. I’m sorry.

“It doesn’t matter, we just meet our parents and we talk about getting married, and you’ll have a brother. I’m sorry.

“It’s too soon. Let’s wait until work stabilizes. I’m sorry.

Ikeno didn’t think, “What work do you want to do, I’ll let my mother arrange it. I’ll take care of my business sooner or later, or I’ll get married first. I’m sorry.

In this feeling, I’ve finally given up.

Because Ichino said his parents’ anniversary was here and invited me by name.

Ishino prepared a gift for me for this. It was her mother’s favorite brand necklace.

We said, “No one will believe that I bought it.” I’m sorry.

And he cuddled my shoulder: “It is a gift prepared by us, not by you alone.” I’m sorry.

He’s taking me to the mall again to buy clothes. This time, I have no reason to refuse.

An ugly wife always wants to see her.

Ishino’s mom is better than I thought.

She’s expensive, young, she’s good, she’s good.

She smiled at me and said she’d heard my name before.

Jino said his parents would love me.

But then I came out of the bathroom and I went to the hotel and I heard her mother talking to her.

“Did you finally see Xu Quan? Isn’t she beautiful? I’m sorry.

Ikino’s mother smiled: “You’re not beautiful, my boy can’t see, he can’t see, he’s blind to a little girl.” I’m sorry.

“I can’t help it. Ikeno likes it. He says he’ll get married after graduation. I’m sorry.

“I’m just saying. I can’t be serious. I’m sorry.

Ikino’s mother is slow: “How can I be able to get married without knowing everything? I’m sorry.

“Aunt Xue doesn’t like her? I’m sorry.

“I can’t say like it or not, I can’t feel like a family, I can’t think about my son’s hand, and I can’t feel it. I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

Instead of going back to the meeting, I walked down the stairs, with no destination, under the hotel.

Then I saw Wu Ting Ting.

She seems to have come to me deliberately.

She didn’t like me from the beginning.

And now you’re too lazy to pretend to say to me, “It’s a beautiful dress. Don’t you want to spend my brother’s money? I’m sorry.

I looked at her, and I looked at her, “You seem to have always been mean to me. Why? I’m sorry.

“Because you’re not worthy, you don’t really think you can marry my brother, you can’t, you can’t tell me, your family, your godmother, she knows everything, and she can’t accept you because her ideal daughter-in-law is Win Ching. I’m sorry.

“If you’re funny, go on your own and leave my brother alone. I’m sorry.

“I didn’t haunt him. He did haunt me, so you should speak to him.” I’m sorry.

“Do you want a face? Want my brother to know what you really are? I’m sorry.

“What’s real? I’m sorry.

“Your mother is too old to make money, and she must have a daughter. You do not want to spend my brother’s money, but you are better at it. Why should we pretend like you? I’m sorry.

“You sound awful. I’m sorry.

“It’s ugly, even worse, I haven’t told you yet. How dare you tell my brother about this? You know you don’t deserve him, don’t insult yourself. I’m sorry.

12

I left early before the party.

The cell phone was shut down without informing anyone.

I went back to the dorm and saw Mi-jin cooking bubble noodles.

I shared a bag of bubble noodles with her.

She said, “Didn’t you go to the hotel for dinner?” I haven’t eaten enough. I’m sorry.

“And I’ll buy two more? I’m sorry.

“What’s wrong with you? I’m sorry.

“I just thought that the mountain tasted like a bowl of noodles. I’m sorry.

“Huh? I’m sorry.

Me and Mi-jin sat on the floor of the dormitory, and I felt so miserable, so I started telling her stories and every story about me.

She was staring at me and hugging me, “I thought you were the luckiest man in the world.” I’m sorry.

Lucky?

Lucky.

Ichino came to me after his parents’ anniversary party.

He’s angry again, and he’s angry: “You shouldn’t have left without saying hello. Wood, you know how important it is today. How can you impress my parents? I’m sorry.

“It doesn’t matter. I don’t care. I’m sorry.

“What did you say?” I can’t believe it.

“I said it doesn’t matter because we can’t go together. I’m sorry.

“Break up again? You’re good. You don’t think I’ve been fucking with you? I’m sorry.

Watch your fucking mouth! Fuck you! I’m sorry.

I scolded him.

For the first time in my life, I was blind and looked at him like an enemy.

It doesn’t matter. I’m not a good person.

An 18-year-old who wanted his father to die.

Be honest? In fact, I’ve been a piece of shit a long time ago.

I don’t mind getting worse.

Ikino is so mad.

It’s probably possible to hit me with his temper.

He didn’t, finger me, step back.

That’s the look. All right, you got balls!

I have the balls, I have the balls.

I’m not gonna take you. What are you?

We haven’t been in touch for a month since Ikino left.

This was the longest Cold War.

I didn’t have time to contact him either.

Aunt called and said my dad was gone.

Since I was 18 years old, I’ve had the idea of getting him out, so at this point I don’t feel half.

All these years, he’s been dead.

Every time I go home from work and wash and feed him, I can’t stop crying.

I looked at his shapeless body and I couldn’t remember his father.

Only finally, he died with less dignity.

Chen Moo-jun is missing.

She was in a gambling debt and was either tied up or run for her life.

It must have been a big problem, otherwise it wouldn’t have been for years.

On average, aunt went to see Dad at home for two or three days, and when she went, he was dead.

It was too much to live, and his skin began to burst because of inadequate care.

When you die, a bone.

When I went back, people were cremated.

No one is sad, neither is aunt.

Perhaps in all of us, he was long dead.

Auntie asked me if I should call the police to find Chen Moo-jun?

I shook my head, said forget it.

I went back to school, I was about to graduate, and I started thinking about the future.

That’s the day we’re waiting for.

There’s no Chen Mao-chul, no father.

I thought I wouldn’t cry.

When my cousin came home from the northeast, he came to see me at school, he touched my head and said that you were thin and took care of yourself.

He said it would get better.

I put my hands on his shirt and fell in his arms and wept.

I’ll get better, but I don’t have a father anymore.

The smug paper factory worker took my hand when I was a kid and took me to eat old soup noodles and buy sugar.

I used to ride his neck, up high, like a silver bell.

And he said, “Hey, Dad’s a baby forever.” I’m sorry.

Now I really lost him.

There is no sorrow in the world.

So I have nothing to grieve about.

When Ishino broke up with Ishino, he was so depressed, he saw the cold of the world.

Some kind man took a picture of me lying in my cousin’s arms and sent it to him.

We’ve been in the cold war for over a month.

He called me to talk.

I thought it was time to end it.

Besides, there’s some of my study materials in his apartment, and a digital camera that’s worthless.

There’s some valuable pictures in the digital camera.

So I went to him and packed up.

I thought I’d say good-bye to my cousin before he came up with a picture of me with him.

I’ll tell him I’m tired, my pride, what his parents think.

But when he questioned me, I suddenly didn’t want to talk.

I said, “Yeah, I broke up because I liked someone else.” I’m sorry.

Ikino was unconvincing, he had his eyes red, he was mad and he fell on my digital camera.

“Sho-ho, say it again!” I’m sorry.

And I looked at him, and I looked at him, and I looked at him, and I said from the beginning, “We’re not the same, you’re asking, so I’d like someone else, and it’s normal.” I’m sorry.

He punched his fist in the glass cabinet, bleeding.

And then he kneeled on his knees and hugged my waist, and his voice trembled: “How can you like others, wood? How can you love others? I don’t break up. Nothing can be solved by sleep. Good boy, we don’t break up…”

“Go to sleep, let’s go to sleep, and let’s just pretend that nothing happened, as good as ever.”

He kissed me and dragged me into the bedroom, and I struggled and slapped him in the face.

“Ikino, have you had enough? Leave yourself alone. I’m sorry.

Ichino’s eyes were red, and he cried and laughed, and he went crazy.

He said, ‘I have never liked anyone else in my life. You cannot do this to me, for the last time. We sleep again, and I let you go.’ I’m sorry.

“Don’t be silly, sleeping doesn’t solve the problem. I’m sorry.

“Yes, you try. I’m sorry.

“Ikino, that’s it. I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

I didn’t say anything when I left.

Mi-jin doesn’t know.

I changed my phone number, unloaded all social software, went to my cousin’s city.

On the train, it’s snowing outside.

Through the wilderness, the world in silver is a mystery.

I purified the window.

It’s beautiful.

In the third year of my senior year, I was nervous about studying, and it snowed one day, and in the course of classes, my classmates were excited about the snow.

The young man with his eyebrow, who suddenly showed up, grabbed my arm and had to go downstairs to see the snow.

I won’t.

He’s not good at it: “You’ll be a fool if you learn again.” I’m sorry.

He pulled me downstairs, in a crowded playground, in the snow, and he laughed at me.

There’s a lot of noise around, and there’s a lot of laughing and yelling.

But I suddenly felt the world quiet.

The heavens and the earth are large, and there is none but Me and Him.

He smiles like that.

Time has never turned back, and people need to look forward.

I looked at the wilderness outside the train, and it was rare, and it was snowy.

And suddenly the poem that I saw when I was young —

The yellow crane broke his head.

The old world is new.

Want to buy cinnamon with wine

Not at all.

Junior swim.

(concluded text)

Ichino.

On the day of the signing, a lot of people sat in the Toyoku conference room.

The chief’s money, when he sees the contract, can’t help but say to the president of the sea, Special Aid Zhou Gallé: “It’s immoral, but I think that we can take the opportunity to take down the original product without knowing what the boss thinks, and finance it without conditions. I’m sorry.

“The boss doesn’t want to take advantage of people. I’m sorry.

Zhou’s assistant smiled in a professional dress: “Moreover, she is not a fool. I’m sorry.

“The mall is like a battleground. They’re not stupid, but they’re just some background-less grass. They’re just spilling water. I’m sorry.

Money is always a middle-aged man in his 40s, who can sit in the position of head of the Emperor, and of course he is not a idle man.

But in front of the CEO’s help, the boss, too, was a little lost.

Zhou’s assistant frowned, and was a little upset: “The boss is coming later. I’m sorry.

The money’s all so tense. I thought Ji was not coming. I’m sorry.

Zhou’s assistant ignored him, stepped on his heels and left straight away.

“You shouldn’t say in front of her that Jibumi’s people are roots without background, and that Zhou’s assistant is the one who comes out of the mountains and hates bullying, and that she gives you small shoes.” I’m sorry.

Money in total: …

It is a small, simple office next to the Tomon Conference Room.

One-sided view of the glass to see every corner of the room.

And Ichino leaned against his office chair, and he put his ten fingers in front of him, and looked in his eyes at the next conference room, and he was cold, and his voice was cold.

“She didn’t come. I’m sorry.

“Yes, Jia-chul is in charge of the signing of the contract between Yu Mi-jin and Qin. They are partners. I’m sorry.

The assistant Zhou looked at the conference room in the same light, holding on to a piece of information: “Miss Xu should be in charge only of the scene and not again. I’m sorry.

“Carly, see, she never bowed to me. I’m sorry.

And Ikino lamented and laughed a little sad: “She always does so, she doesn’t say anything, she doesn’t know how hateful she is, but I will stay as long as she will call me and let me stay.” I’m sorry.

“The boss knows it’s hard to keep her head down, and it’s hard to get to today if Miss Xu isn’t alone. I’m sorry.

After she had finished, she added: “And when she had great abilities, had a proud capital, and had problems with financing, a number of companies threw olive branches at her, tried to dig her in, and Miss Xu spoke with kindness and refused to abandon her companions. I’m sorry.

Ichino laughed, and he took up the information in Zhou Ga-Le’s hand and looked at it at it: “Of course, she was very serious and did well in school, and the most I had done for her was to look for professional information in the world, and the words in her mouth, some of which I didn’t even understand, were really good, and I never doubted her. I’m sorry.

“She’s just not capable of loving someone. I’m sorry.

Ichino’s voice was low, and Xiao Chow’s assistant laughed, but he did not agree: “She did, but not yet.” I’m sorry.

She knew that the boss understood her words, and he did, “So I’m waiting. I’m sorry.

When she is famous, she lifts herself up and can stand up and save herself from the abyss.

With a base and enough dignity, his wood would probably learn how to love someone.

In those two years of treatment abroad, he was repeatedly depressed and depressed.

Emotions like that, put on others, take some time to get out.

He’s just a little paranoid since he was a kid.

From childhood to age, as much as possible, living in clouds.

And then one day he saw his moon, and his heart turned towards him.

Then he couldn’t wait to cut the whole heart out to the moon and to be with her for life.

And finally, the moon disappeared, and his heart was thrown, and he fell.

That was his lifelong hope.

All his future plans, all his meanings, are connected to her.

How can Ishino emotionally destroy a man by seeing such words on the Internet?

And leave when he loves it, and, seamlessly,

That’s what Hsu did.

When he was happy to marry her and spent the rest of her life, she said she liked someone else and disappeared.

His life was at stake, and she never looked back when she almost died.

I can’t, I can’t.

Emotional breakdown, pain.

If Ms. Xing had told him that Xue didn’t like anyone else and that the person in the photograph was her cousin, he might not have been saved for the rest of his life.

During the treatment, all I think about is the best thing in memory.

Little drops with Hsui.

She works part-time, but not in school. She’s a real housekeeper.

While in the apartment, the two men were on the living room carpet and were covered with books from a grain of tea.

Xu Quan sat on his lap, lay back, flipping back.

She’s reading books, reading boring, boring professional books.

Ikino didn’t think it was funny, but she took it very seriously.

The glasses she wore were removed, and her eyes were focused, and the pupils were pure and deep, and they were strong.

She had short hair, she lay down on her back, and her hair was a little messy… and she was also a little glitter.

When the sun swung into the living room, she lifted her head up, dazzled her eyes, swung her lips, and her face was luminously gleamed with a beautiful light.

He clearly saw the fine fur on her face.

And the dizziness.

Ikino fell in the motion of this heart, and a heart accelerated.

Every time, he started to pick up the books in her hand and drill them into her arms.

“What are you doing?”

He complained, but his voice was soft and his face was red.

She’s wearing a loose T-shirt, a big collar, and she just pops out.

And Jino extended his hand around her waist, and put her face in her white neck, with his mouth round.

“The eyes are broken, take a rest, my brother takes you to bed. I’m sorry.

He likes to stay with her.

But at the same time, he’s a hot guy, and she’s bored when she’s obsessed with reading.

And he’ll be happy to take the Bureau, call his friends, go out with a bunch of young or friends.

Hsu doesn’t like that occasion.

He left her at home to read.

Bar booths, paper-drunk gold fans, staggered music with light, and a table full of red wine.

Girls who know or don’t know each other, look nice and put them on him.

There’s the bold one, just sit on your lap.

Ikino’s not good. It’s kind of boring.

Girls are mostly students, they’re very pink, they’re too young to read.

He got bored and left early.

Back in the apartment, the door was open, and Xu Zhen was gone.

She went back to school, had a thick book on the carpet and had it in full code.

In the afternoon, it was quite a fun place, so it was cold and clear.

It’s not like it’s funny. He’s a quiet man.

But as long as she’s here, he feels he’s angry and he’s in the mood.

She’s not here.

Ichino sat on the floor and looked at her books, thinking that she had to get married after graduation.

This little girl isn’t happy. She won’t move in with him.

If she were married, she would have spent his money in peace.

He did not accept his gift at all.

He took her out to dinner, to date, to cover all expenses, she wanted.

She would like to have some small gifts on holidays, as long as they’re not too expensive.

On a small, occasional anniversary, a red bag, she said up to 520, because roommate boyfriends up to that number.

She said she wanted to have a normal relationship.

The transfer of $18,000 is not normal?

Ichino’s a little speechless. 18 grand is nothing to him.

But Xu won’t. She works at the milk and tea shop outside the school for $8 an hour.

Take the tutoring, 15 bucks an hour.

She spends her leisure time on it.

It’s exhausting. Every time he thinks, he’s upset.

She won’t even earn him a meal a month.

But there’s a way that Xu is not tired, she says it’s her life, she’s safe.

If you’re in love, you follow her rules.

It’s so funny.

I don’t know.

When Ikino heals, it depends on memories.

He hates Shizu.

But the cold will also remind me that in the year he said he wanted to see her parents, and Xu was silent for a long time, saying, “My mother and I had a bad relationship. I’m sorry.

It was painful not to think of him at the time, and he knew that her family was in bad shape, that her father was a vegetable, and that her mother liked to play mahjong less.

That’s all he knows.

All these years, from high school to college, they’ve been together, and he’s naturally not been careful enough to ask for anything.

So Xu Xuan’s idea of getting married after graduation said, “It’s too soon to wait until work stabilizes.” I’m sorry.

He thought she was just not ready to get married so soon.

But that is the Quran that gives them a chance.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

I’ll hold myself up, even if I can’t stand at the same height as you, and at least hold back.

I’ll have the ability and the courage to love you with all my heart.

I don’t know.

But he didn’t understand.

He’s like a fool. He knows nothing.

In a foreign country, trying to understand something, he was shaking and crying too much.

Wood, why didn’t you say?

Why don’t I understand?

Now I understand that we were all too young, that my first love, that you tried to love for the first time, that you did the best you could.

I know, in that time, we tried.

It’s just young.

Six years later, he took over his company and was able to do so convincingly.

Growing men, with deep eyes, can see the nature of the world.

And there’s thunder in the wrists.

He still has a bad temper, doesn’t like to laugh, has eyes in his eyes, works in his head.

Always thinking a lot.

Sitting in the group building’s office, looking out at the far side of the river.

He knows that Xu Chong is in the city now.

He had a dream over and over again, in which he was now, and went to Ka Sung High School, where he met the girl who was afraid to talk.

That’s a 16-and-seven-year-old Shizu.

She was wearing a white-washed school uniform with a pair of canvas shoes on her feet.

She’s had short hair since she was a child, because she was used to it, and no one put her hair on when she was a child.

She’s carrying a heavy school bag, but she’s carrying the whole world.

There, she’s eyebrowed, he’s mature and steady.

One in a school uniform, one in a suit.

They stood together and watched the sun sink west of the school building.

It’s all tan, it’s all bright.

And when Ichino was of age, he looked at her, and looked at her, and his eyes looked and his voice was soft: “Tell me what is good about your childhood, and about your dark hour, and what a happy time you had. I’m sorry.

Say how you move slowly, who you meet, who you appreciate, who you protect, who you support.

Have you any regrets and expectations for the future?

Let me know what you really are, see your fear and anxiety.

Let me really know you, see where you come from and where you go.

Let me apologize to you.

I don’t know.

Everyone in the circle knows that the son of the Ji family fell in love with a Cinderella and was dumped, unable to bear the brunt of the accident and suffered further illness.

She’s a real cow.

They spoke and were afraid to speak, because the Ikei had ordered that rumours be stopped and no one dared to sin.

Ikeno is a childish, demeaning person and has nothing to do with his parents’ drowning.

It’s only a baby boy who’s allowed to mess around.

He had always thought that his parents were enlightened and that they were like friends.

He believed in his parents with all his heart, thinking that he would enter the house and feel the same love from his parents.

According to Ms. Tsing herself, she has a set of family emeralds to give to her future daughter-in-law.

She said they all like what their sons like.

It turns out that the closest parents would have another face.

And she knew it wrong and cried when he couldn’t stand it, and cried: “Shu Qiu didn’t like others, son, you can go to her when you’ve taken care of her. Mother will never interfere with you again. I’m sorry.

Does she really know it’s wrong?

And when Xu Qun disappeared, he went to him, like a madman. Mi-jin, a roommate with good ties to her, was angry and told him, “Let him go.” And when she does not like the taste of your mountains, let her go and have noodles. She is pleased with her. Why do you despise her and pretend to accept her? I’m sorry.

That’s when Ichino knew what Xu was going through at the party.

He fell like an ice cellar and his eyes were red with rage.

His favorite girl, he was proud and refused to spend a penny of his money for years.

He knows it’s the armor she wears on her body.

However, his family had to take her off without telling him.

Angry, heartache. Can’t breathe.

He drove to question his mother and then had an accident on the bridge.

When life was at stake, it seemed that the people around were being rescued.

It’s all white, it’s all cold.

If she dies, is Ms. Tsing satisfied?

Hsu, can you cry?

Will you come to his funeral?

No, she won’t come. She won’t give him one in 10,000, and she never turns back.

Love and hate begin to steal.

There was a bad relationship with Ms. Xing.

Ms. Tsing told him everything to please him.

I heard everything.

Hsu’s childhood, his mother, the pesticide that was poured into the paper mill, the mahjong’s boss’s taste, and punches and kicks…

And her favorite, three bucks a bowl of old soup noodles.

Ikino smiles low, thinking the world is ridiculous.

All she ever wanted was a bowl of three bucks.

He’s got a big mountain taste in her face and thinks he’s great.

He came back four years ago.

He had also returned to take over the company.

He knew she was starting a business with Mi-jin and Qin Peng.

When Qin Peng went to school, he was also famous for being a nerd.

Actually, their company’s been open for a long time, but it’s been a long time.

After Xu Chang joined, the company changed its name to Jiachi and formally began to develop.

It’s a big city, but if you have the heart, you’ll know her.

Knowing she’d forgotten to eat, she was on the project.

You know, some people like her.

She doesn’t want to be in love, she just wants to be big.

Jino wanted to stop bothering her.

But then he did something that he didn’t even know about.

He’s got a programmer in a small company with less than ten people.

I didn’t mean to interrupt. I just wanted to know how she was.

And he wanted to look at his moon and rise from the mud by himself.

Look at her feet, head up, and she’s capable of loving.

At that time, they might meet again and he stood in front of her and asked her if she would buy him a bowl of three bucks of old soup noodles.

However, nothing in this society is fully guaranteed.

Some internal contradictions have led to problems for start-up financiers.

Ichino is a bit restless, and he’s looking forward to it.

Why is it so hard for wood to stand on its own?

It’s so hard!

He once said to himself that he would never interfere in anything about Xu Zheng’s business.

But on that day, he wanted to reinvest in the financiers.

Later, the company was finally put on hold because of its complexity.

It’s just that, after all these years, it’s been smooth.

Once a lonely girl, who had experienced a social fall, learned to follow the rules and bow his head.

Yes, there has never been an adult who has escaped the real poison.

If you don’t look down, it just means you haven’t hit hard enough.

Xu Zhu paid all his attention to Jiaxuan.

Mi-jin and Qin Peng have invested money in everything.

They can’t afford to lose.

So Xu Quan went to seek Yongfeng’s president.

Ichino’s a little depressed, isn’t he?

Of course he knows that Xu is worried about the boss behind the motto.

If she had to, she didn’t want anything to do with him.

This perception is starting to irritate him again.

He didn’t have to go.

Six years apart, the first official meeting.

It’s time to love her and hate her.

Look at her stinging around others and bowing her head down.

Why can’t you bow to someone else?

She never bowed to him.

Not once.

As long as she’s willing to bow, he’ll do anything.

Deep down deep down, there was always a grudge against her.

He asked her about the photo and why she could not say that it was her cousin.

When I broke up, I watched him fall apart like a lunatic.

He even kneeled on her knees with no dignity and thought that she was in love with each other and that she was still begging and not willing to let go.

Who is not proud, and who is not proud.

He’s never been like this in his whole life.

He died in a car accident at the hospital. Why didn’t he come back to see him?

So cruel.

I haven’t thought about him in four years.

When you’re young, you’re young, you’re in love, you’re out of your mind, you don’t get one in 10,000.

He looked at her groaning, embarrassing eyes, and a heart was cold.

She didn’t want to see him.

A joke.

Assistant Cho played a play with him.

She had a couple of drinks at the party, and she was blushing and drunk: “Boss, as long as she had a lost face, it was you in her heart. I’m sorry.

Zhou Gallé fell in his arms and cried and looked with his eyes.

She didn’t look back, she looked at the light, like nothing, and left in a hurry.

Hsu put it down.

It’s long gone.

Why did she put him down so easily and treat him like a stranger who looked away?

How can two people who have loved each other be so desperate when they meet again?

And Zhou Ga’la comforted him with embarrassment: “Isn’t she nearsighted? Perhaps she is not wearing contact lenses. I’m sorry.

That’s a lame reason Ikeno believed it.

He’s actually ready to get Tokuto to take the initiative.

That’s why it was unexpected when Xu was begging him.

The attitude was low, giving him details about the company’s prospects.

Not a word about him.

The broken ribs in the body, the pain.

She was so calm.

He’s the only one who can’t get out of the past.

There’s no way not to hate her.

I can’t help but hate her.

The years went by, the years went by, the years went by, the years went by, the years went by, the years went by, the years went by.

Ikino feels like he’s having an emotional problem again.

Love and hate, grief and anger, complex interwoven, hanging people in blood.

It takes a break.

Whether it was him or Xu Tung, or if it was Wu Ting Ting, Wing Jing.

All these years, he didn’t really see them much.

It’s just that every time she asks where he is, she always comes from Babadi.

One “brother” at a time.

It’s warm, it’s not too young, it’s no match for the family.

They all thought Ikino was down.

He was just waiting and one day he could breathe in front of a promise.

There’s not much that can be done, and lastly, there’s nothing left to do.

When he left, he stood outside the door and his foot stopped.

That part of the story, it hurts.

His words were also heavy.

But he’s looking forward to it.

In this relationship, she never bowed to him.

Just say one word and you stay there.

Then he would go back and embrace her.

She didn’t say anything.

When Zhou Ga-Leo reached out to shake his hand, he didn’t say anything.

Zhou’s assistant is worried: “Boss, you made me do this, don’t blame me later. I’m sorry.

Why blame her?

The girl who read in the mountains also had an unfortunate childhood.

She also told him how sensitive and inferior a poor, suffering girl was to grow up.

It’s the lack of self-esteem that makes it especially self-esteem.

Ichino often wonders if, if Xu Zhou had never met him, he would have been able to cross the border like Ka Lak to get through customs.

Like Carly, a boy who loved her as a boyfriend.

The boy may be common, there is no good home, but she’ll be all over the place.

He didn’t want to admit it, but he had to.

Yes.

On the way to life, with so many forks, no one knows what’s right.

Xu Zhu met him, maybe it’s bad luck.

Upon leaving the premises, she took a taxi to the Centre’s Market Street.

He’s driving.

Late at night, there was a sad song in the jewelry store.

She’s eating noodles.

Never looked up.

Ichino’s car was parked in the alley and he watched her eat the three-dollar face of the bowl and ordered a cigarette.

He’s been looking at her.

She was crying and she fell in a bowl.

He had red eyes, he breathed deeply and tried to control his feelings.

There’s so many fork in life, they’re two unsuited people.

But they met again.

He knows, shouldn’t.

But it’s all right.

Don’t cry, wood.

You won’t bow down and I won’t ask.

When you stand up, you’ll be famous.

If so, I’ll take your hand.

To carry your favorite Dom Doo-Dang in high school…

Manchuria.

The sand is shallow.

Twenty years over the South Building.

The willows are not stable.

How many days?

Midfall again.

I don’t know.

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I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.