What kind of experience is a young girl?

I’m married to a bamboo horse, but it’s not me.

Yesterday afternoon, he sent out a circle of friends, a picture of him and his white moonlight.

And smiled brightly, and did not hold me back, and put words in great style, “ten years apart.”

At 12:30, Guan opened the door.

I’ve said that 12 times in my heart, but he’s drunk.

Down on me.

It’s still numb.

Down.

I dragged him to the couch.

“Gouan. I called his name.

“Hmm? *He came to me in vagueness, and suddenly, with his eyes and eyes *

Drunk, thin and beautiful.

“Old wife?”

“Let’s get divorced. I took a breath, and I kept it simple. “…”

He strung me in half, his head was crooked, and he ripped his shirt out of the door.

I couldn’t help looking up and staring at him.

“From what? I’m sorry.

“I didn’t, I… my soul is here…”

“What’s the wife talking about?” I’m all here.”

“…”

I bit my teeth.

He’s fine. He closed his eyes and breathed in front of me.

Not for a while. Sleep well.

I don’t know.

“Sleep in bed, Guanan…”

I had to drag him down and pull him under the bed.

Half on me, like a muddy beach, stuck to me.

Throw him on the bed, I breathed, I climbed over to the bed headlight.

It’s dark inside. I’m sleeping on the side of the bed. I’m on the other side. I can’t breathe.

The earth is like peace.

He’s got nothing to do with it.

I’m just trying to figure out how I’m going to open this to him tomorrow when I’m awake.

Eyes.

And suddenly, one person held him tight.

It’s not that bad, I think sometimes.

I can’t blame him for being helpless.

“Don’t divorce me, dye me…”

His breath hit me in my neck, softly, like a dream.

See, that’s what he’s like. He just rips a man’s heart apart.

Gut.

The next day, I made breakfast and Guan came out of the bedroom with his head covered in clean shorts.

Sleeves, big pants. I think I’m sick.

Cool.

“Good morning, wife.”

He pulls out his chair, sits across from me, takes the milk in front of me and drinks it next to me.

Drink the place.

“Gouan. “Hmm?” and he’s on his tail and he’s pulling the trigger.

“Let’s get divorced. I’m sorry.

His hand finally stopped.

“You cheated? I’m sorry.

“I didn’t. I’m sorry.

“You have someone you like? I’m sorry.

“…no. I’m sorry.

“You’ve got cancer, you don’t want to get me into trouble, so you’re ready to let go? I’m sorry.

Are you sick? I can’t help it.

“Then why divorce? * He’s looking at me, he’s shallow, he doesn’t know what he’s thinking *

What.

“We don’t fit, and we don’t…”

“We like each other. I’m sorry.

“…”he’s got a mouthful, he’s got a sound, and he smiles.

“It’s only children who talk like it. “Whatever you say,” and I’d rather be like him, with my pockets on my back, and it would seem like…

It seems to be higher.

“You’re divorcing me. Does your mother know? I’m sorry.

My mom doesn’t know. I’m a family partner.

My mom looked at him as a child.

If I told my mom I was getting a divorce, she’d have to cut my head open and ask me what I was thinking.

“Let’s discuss this again, okay? I’m sorry.

I’m going to kill you while I can.

“I’m late for work. Go change. I’m sorry.

When he left, he left me with a kiss on my mouth.

Guan left, I was paralyzed in my chair and I lit the circle.

The ring of friends on his finger was issued yesterday afternoon.

It was in front of their company. There were two people in the photo, but he wasn’t close.

They laugh and they’re so good.

He didn’t block me. He put words in great shape. “Ten years apart.”

Beusey’s back. It’s still beautiful, it’s strong, it’s as if it’s a little pitiful from my screen.

Her heart can be broken.

High school was the last time I ever wanted to remember.

I wasn’t so skinny, I wasn’t fat, but I was strong because of my mom.

Always likes to feed me. The best part of my bag is snacks.

I wasn’t much of a talker since I was a kid, and I’m not really good at it.

Jojo, the fact that you don’t go to a bar and jump in a bar is also mentioned by Quan.

I am not one of the world’s men.

He’s been around since he was a kid. He likes to hang out. He’s got a lot of friends.

Change girlfriends.

And I’m fine in junior high, and I’m just having a quiet day.

To Beusei.

I was isolated by her and her group.

I’m lonely, but I can’t stand them chewing my tongue.

He called me strong, he called me ugly, he told me I love Quan.

Yeah, I like Gunan.

Who doesn’t like to laugh at the sun and talk nice and nice?

The boys. But I love Quan, that’s me, that’s me, that’s me, that’s me.

The secret of hiding.

Tobey Sooye and her little group, I like Quan, but this is my high school.

Almost everyone knows jokes.

I remember when Guan just heard about it, he was still smiling.

“Fuck, you like me? Scared. I’m sorry.

He’s just like that.

Drop.

Oh, and, Guan and Beusei are together.

White Sooie was the longest girl he ever talked to. I know he was.

That’s moving.

I should be too.

She’s pretty, she’s the president of the student council. She and Guan are kind of like people.

Even bullying is so clear.

Bessouy gave me a nickname with her boys, led me in isolation, told me about me.

I’ll throw my book out of the window.

Just because I don’t fit in her eyes, she says she hates me.

I’ve been bullied, I’m crying in the classroom, and I’ve been asked to find Quanan of Bai Soi.

See you. “Oh, don’t cry. Who’s been bullying you? I’m sorry.

He was lying next to me. I must have cried so ugly.

At that time, little girls cared about their image in front of people.

I hate it when I can’t show myself in front of Conan.

At that age, the lovers seemed to be everything.

It’s frost and honey.

He knows, and he knows who is bullying me.

He’s still standing next to me and saying the cool thing.

‘Cause Guan and Bai Soo-ye are one kind of people, just as big, just as bad, standing together forever.

That’s good.

But then they broke up.

I think I was at least a little jumpy at the moment I heard about their break-up.

But I saw Guan’s face in the dark for days.

He cares. He cares. He doesn’t even have that look when he broke up.

He was so mean those days, all day long, he looked so pale.

I’ve never seen him look like that again.

One day I was left alone on duty. By the time it was all finished, the sun was completely over the horizon. I was out of the classroom.

Come on, see Gu’an down on the fence in the building.

He’s tall, he’s lazy, he’s half-faced in the smoke, he doesn’t know he’s looking.

Where.

I can see a few.

“Just a little less. I walked next to him.

He looked down at me and came out of his voice.

“You broke up? I’m sorry.

He picks out the eyebrow, wipes out the smoke, looks at me and talks.

“Yeah. I’m sorry.

Sounds a little dumb.

“It hurts? I’m sorry.

“It’s okay. I’m sorry.

“…”

Then we stopped talking.

When we got to the stairs, Guanan stopped. He looked at me, and I suddenly had a bad feeling.

“Have some fun? I’m sorry.

“…”

“Okay. At least if that makes you happy…

The game is rock scissors, and the losers carry the winner home.

But when I’m really going to go on my back, I’m not alone.

The stone shears won two in three and Guan won all.

Seriously, a big boy of eight feet is really hard to back off.

The point is, I’ve got this guy on my back, and I’ve got fingers in my ears.

Smile.

“Lin, you’re a real cow. I’m sorry.

He didn’t come down at all and I couldn’t tell him why.

Put him all the way down.

I walked hard and he was singing softly on my back.

I was tired when I got to the door.

He jumped off me, looked at me, and he didn’t talk, and he formed with me.

A sharp contrast. After the meeting, he finally spoke and called me by my name.

“Lined. I’m sorry.

“Hmm…”

“If you can lose up to 90 pounds, I’ll make you my girlfriend. I’m sorry.

How much did Guan say about me back then?

At least it’s deep, it’s carved in my heart.

I’m starting to lose weight. First, I bought diet pills.

It’s too weak; I’ve looked at all kinds of diets online, every one of them.

Again.

Actually, I’m a very long-term man, and I’ve been on a frog jump for months.

Building.

When I was running downstairs, I didn’t even know what to do.

What?

It started out as a joke that Guangan might have told me.

I ran in front of the sunset.

It was painful at first. My mom cooks deliciously, sometimes.

I can cry out of hunger in my bed. I didn’t know anything at the time. I was in a hurry.

Sometimes it’s just water, or eggs, and then it’s so much exercise.

He finally took himself to the hospital.

I’ve had stomach problems since then.

But then I fell from a 160-pound fatty.

A 90-pound skinny guy.

And one thing I don’t want to admit is that even when I’m skinny, I don’t look good at White Sooy.

Even as if no one noticed my change.

Not even Guan.

“Why’d you call me out, huh?” He looked at me in his pocket.

It’s been over three months since we broke up, but it looks like we’re back to normal.

But he hasn’t had a girlfriend in three months.

“Do you see any changes in me? I’m sorry.

“…like a slender? * He scrammed me. *

“…you remember you…” I can’t say any more.

He clearly doesn’t remember.

I felt like I was about to cry. “Oh, I remember. I’m sorry.

But then, his hand came over my head, rubbed two.

“I told you to be my girlfriend? I’m sorry.

He looked at me, and I never denied that his eyes were full of Milky Way.

It’s time to open up that tiny pool of stars.

“How kind, girlfriend. I’m sorry.

That’s it. I’m with Guan.

Guan took me to see his brother, to drink, to jump in the bar.

Contact the world.

Frequent flashes of light on the surrounding people, and a rash of drums pounding my ear.

Mems, Guan, keep your head down and speak in my ear.

“Do you like it?”

Not like that. It’s the world of Guan, noisy, loud, bipolar and uneasy.

He took my hand and pulled me out of the room.

I watched him turn down his head and light his eyes and shine on the street lights of the city.

Pick out his pretty outline.

“Why don’t you go inside? I asked him. He took a cigarette and looked at me, and the fire was dark.

“Are you used to jumping, huh?”

“I’m used to it. I’m not just used to it, I’m also…”

That day, the city was still raging, and the lights on the street were shining, and I lost my peace.

The smoke, a sip, white smoke sprayed on the face.

And half of his face was blinded and his eyes were full of light.

“I want to divorce Guan. After work this afternoon, I don’t think Guan will be back tonight.

Home for dinner, I’m just meeting a friend.

Suzie was a law student at my college. I wanted her to help me draft my divorce papers.

Books.

“Divorced? So suddenly? I remember your husband being nice. I’m sorry.

“…”

“He’s good as shit. I’m sorry.

“…”

“So there was a fight?”

But I thought, after all these years, I’ve never had a fight with Guan. Eating, working, sleeping, playing the role of a model couple in other people’s eyes.

Not close enough.

But there’s a balance that’s kept us safe for years.

Until Beuse’s come along.

“In fact, our problems have been there. * I played the scrawl wall, it came out *

Cracky sound.

“But I hid it. I’m sorry.

“Go and drink with me. * I pulled Soo *

Hands.

Before that, I went to the bar so few times I didn’t even think of myself.

You know, you can do bars and get drunk.

It’s because it’s a drink that’s not sad.

“Oh, don’t get drunk. I’m sorry.

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

“Why don’t you listen and I’ll call your husband. I’m sorry.

“Look! Go and find him! He must be drinking too! I’ll give you your last name if he gets here.

All right, I don’t know how many cups I’ve had, and the shadows have turned into several.

The lights are givin’ headaches, but the alcohol is really paralyzing. “I’m your last name. I’m my first name. I’m my first name.

I’ll just call you Sorrow.

“Well, it’s nice too. I’m sorry.

The sound on the other side suddenly changed. I looked up. I couldn’t see it.

A white horn, I grab his arm, frown.

“Who are you?”

“Your husband. I’m sorry.

He came near me, cut my messy hair in my ear, his eyes were dark, he couldn’t see.

What emotions.

“Your fucking husband must be drinking.” I’m sorry.

“…”

He sat next to me, took the wine from my hand, shook and stood up at my chin.

“Why did you divorce me? I’m sorry.

‘Cause you’re an asshole. I’m sorry.

He picked the bulge.

“This alcohol is a real mistake. * I look at his face, and my eyes are still warm *

For a long time, I reached out and held his eyebrow.

He didn’t move, and he looked at me, and my hands went down with my eyebrow, eyes, nose,

Mouth, I totally strangled him out.

“Don’t think I don’t know. Your moonlight’s back. I’m sorry.

“Blank moonlight”?

“Yes, you took pictures, not only of you, but also of friends.

Smile. I’m sorry.

“Do you say Beuse?” He responded.

“How did she become my moonlight?” I’m sorry.

“You always liked him!”

“…”

I suddenly heard him laugh.

It’s the kind of laughter that can’t hold.

His hand scratched my cheek and pinched my face.

“Drink, you’re funny. * And then suddenly pulls me in my arms, holds me in my head, whispers in my ear *

Over, “especially when you’re drunk. I’m sorry.

His chest is warm, and I’m more of an alcoholic brain.

It took me a while to remember that I couldn’t be held by the man in front of me.

Guan, let go of me. I’m going to divorce you! I’m sorry.

“No, I don’t have any contact with Bai Sui, okay? I’m sorry.

“…”

“No way!”

“I’m leaving…”

“Because it’s not really about Beuse.”

I kept my head down, but I couldn’t say what I said.

Close to me and suddenly I saw my tears falling.

“You cried and dyed? I’m sorry.

He grabbed my chin and raised my head, and his abdomen wrangled to my cheek tears,

And the more I cried, the more he panicked.

“Stop crying, stop crying, I was wrong…”

“I was wrong. Stop crying, will you? I don’t think I’ve ever seen Quan like this.

I’m in front of me, I’m in a bit of a state of panic.

Really.

“Drink, stop drinking, let’s go home. I’m sorry.

He turned, and he put me on his back, and I held him around the neck, and I laughed.

“Kou An, do you remember, I’ve carried you so. I’m sorry.

“…” I felt him.

“What was so stupid about that? I’m sorry.

“Yeah, I’m stupid. I’m sorry.

I was looking at the moon and I was so tired.

I’m tired.

“Guan, let’s get a divorce when we get back. I’m sorry.

“No good. I’m sorry.

“You don’t have a choice. I’m sorry.

“Why are you saying that? * He’s slightly over his head, street lights close to his face,

I feel like I can’t hate this face.

“You hear that, divorce!” I argued to his ear. “Don’t leave. I’m sorry.

“Why don’t you just leave me alone, and if you do, I’ll be bullied.

I’m not listening to him, I’m pulling his collar, and the less I sound.

At the end of the day, I grabbed his collar and fell asleep.

It’s a third year summer.

Guan’s grades are good.

I chased him as hard as I could. He dumped him in the late third grade.

Name.

The day the results were published, he and I went to the same university.

Big B is my first and second.

And he filled out his first volunteer, Big, but he fell by two points.

I was so happy to know that he was in the same college.

But when I went to him with this joy, he simply responded.

“We’ll be at a school later. I’m sorry.

He turned his head over the phone and squeezed a sound out of his voice.

“Hmm. I’m sorry.

Guan? “…”

“Isn’t it because you didn’t get A Big…”

“None. I’m sorry.

“B-B’s actually nice, and I’m…

“Do you have a problem? It’s okay. I’m bored. * He looks up *

Look at me, gawking.

“…”

– And I’m big.

I never said that again.

During the summer, Guan and his brother spent two months at the Internet cafe.

Then I found out that it was Bessouy, that Bessouykor got A-Big.

You see, I’m in his heart. I don’t know if I should celebrate.

Fortunately, he did not go to the same school as Pasio Eko.

Among me and Beusei, he’ll definitely choose Beusei.

– I understood that clearly.

The next day I woke up and my head was about to explode. Worse still, I saw the man sitting in front of my bed.

-Guan.

“How many bottles did you drink all night?” I’m sorry.

“Hmm? Lin?

He drags his tail and pulls out a nice, but painful tune.

“…”

I don’t know about the covers, but my head really hurts, too. It’s blurry.

The eyes, they were dark, and I suddenly realized, he was coming for real.

“…”

“Don’t talk?”

“Guan, you don’t control me.”

“Don’t mind you?” I’m laughing at him.

“and…”

“It’s almost not. * And I looked at him like this might be a little higher *

“All right, let’s not talk about it, dye it. First time you went to the bar, you know your own wine.

To measure, to drink here, without regard?”

It’s really my fault.

It would be hard for me to imagine what would happen to me if I hadn’t been drunk.

“Don’t drink next time, okay?”

“Direct…”

He suddenly approached me, so he slowed down, a little depressed, and he couldn’t get away with it.

The gentle.

“I guess I can’t stand it without you. I’m sorry.

“…”

I knew it. Divorce wasn’t that easy.

Lin Dynasty, you’re a soft-hearted man. He made a decision, but he ruined it.

Paint.

I was holding my head on a desk.

That’s when my phone rings.

Strange number, never seen before.

I’ve responded a little bit, and I’ve even been distracted by the idea that the call was for me to buy.

The room still wants me to go to work, and I almost let go of the woman’s voice.

The machine. Yeah, after all these years, Lin Din, you can even hear her voice.

Scared.

This phone call, it’s from Beuse.

“Hey, Linden, long time no see. I’m sorry.

I couldn’t help but squeeze my hands.

The machine.

What’s wrong?

“We senior high school students are going to meet at the Mardi Gras on Saturday.

Yeah? I’m sorry.

“Don’t participate. I’m sorry.

“Oh, yeah? Guan promised me he’d come. I’m sorry.

“…”

“Oh, I just heard you and Guan were married. I’m sorry.

“…”

I hung up.

Just hang up because I really don’t want to hear the next thing.

I called Guan. “Hello, wife?” He picks up fast.

“Guan, you come to the Civil Administration. I’m sorry.

“…”

“We’re divorced. I’m sorry.

“What’s up, honey?”

“Don’t mess with me anymore. Let’s get this straight.

Hard? I’m sorry.

“…”

The phone was silent over there.

He suddenly fell down.

“Okay, honey, you’ll wait for me at the house of civil affairs. I’m sorry.

“…”

The government has moved to a new district, and the flowers next to the Civil Administration, though green, are so small.

I waited a quarter to get here.

He came in the car. It was the first car since we got married.

I can’t take any money from my family. I wasn’t a director at the time.

I was just an intern. I was really quick when I bought the first car.

Happy. But then there was the second third one, and then there were two people on the sofa and…

How long before you get in the car.

He was wearing a suit and his tie was crooked. He came right at me. He had hair.

Scramble.

“I just had a meeting, wife…”

“Come on, let’s go. *I really don’t like his tie.

Let’s go.

But he didn’t move behind me.

“Honey, can’t we get together? I’m sorry.

“…Gouan. I’m sorry.

“I know, and then I thought, “I’m good enough, too.

Before, if you can really go back…”

“You know, I’d really like to go back and beat the shit out of me. I’m sorry.

“…”

“Guan, it’s not funny, I’m not gonna forgive you. I’m sorry.

“…” he silently.

“Are we really not going back? “I can’t go back. I’m sorry.

“Yes, so.”

He looked up at me, he looked at me, his eyes were light and quiet and he loved me.

The heart was drawn uncontrollably.

But the next second he held me tight.

To say yes, run with me.

“What are you doing? Guanan! Put me down!”

I started to struggle, and he was holding my waist with one hand.

“Don’t move. I’m sorry.

I knew it. This dog man, he can’t do it.

“Do you believe me? I’m sorry.

“Call, there’s no one here anyway. It’s my bad luck if someone finds out. I’m sorry.

Guan! I’m sorry.

He was so mad, he got in the car, he closed the door, he put me in the back seat.

Get your hands off my hair.

“Honey, be good. Calm down. “… and you’ll have to push, Guan. I’m sorry.

“Angered? * He came to me with a light and light eye *

Wait, let’s go.

“Do you remember the day I first told you about your divorce? I’m sorry.

I don’t want to laugh.

“Hmm? I’m sorry.

“That day, you came home after midnight the fourth night in a row. I’m sorry.

“…”

“I know. I know you’re busy at work. Yeah, that’s the small thing between husband and wife.

Well, I used to think I could stand it, and then I realized I couldn’t live with it. I’m sorry.

“Every night I tell you what you’re going to get.

What’s the difference between a table and a divorce? I’m sorry.

“Stained you listen to me…”

“You’re taking pictures with Bai Soo. I admit I’m jealous.

Look, have you ever seen me in your friends’ circle? I’m sorry.

I started crying with the collar of his shirt.

Lin Dynasty, you’re so unchaste. “Dye, stop crying, will you listen to me…”

“I haven’t lived like a transparent man in years! I’m sorry.

“Did you really notice me? Or because I’m too good. I like you so much.

You think you can do anything to me? I’m sorry.

“You don’t know that I have stomach problems, and you don’t know that I’ve been good since we got married.

Several stomach attacks went to the hospital. I’m sorry.

“That’s my own number. I’m sorry.

“You never said you’d take me out anywhere.

We’ve been married for five years.”

“You’ve been working. Yeah, it’s amazing. You’re in the director’s seat.

So you can finally talk to your ex? I’m sorry.

“You were happy to see Bai Soo Yee. After 10 years, what happened?

You almost missed the hotel that night? I’m sorry.

“Lined! I’m sorry.

I looked at him, and I didn’t know how to use a mean look.

Go on.

“It’s not what you think.

“You asked me if I could go back. Yeah, give you a chance. Go to your ex.

You promised me you’d go to her! The last sentence, I yelled out.

“…”

He’s low-eyed, he’s quiet.

If you’re a man, get a divorce. I’m sorry.

“So can I say I’m not a man? * He looked up at me and his eyes were blinded *

I can’t see.

Guan! I’m sorry.

“I don’t have an ID. I’m sorry.

“…”

When he said that, he didn’t look at me, he still didn’t let me go.

“Okay, you’re good. “I tried to get rid of him. He was afraid to crush me again.

You’ll get hurt and let go.

I got out of the car and I hit the door hard.

“On Monday, I’ll send you a letter of divorce. I’m sorry.

And Guan’s house is not going to be able to go back, and I’ve sorted things out.

When my mom saw me, it wasn’t a long time ago. “Did you and Goo An fight?”

“Not a fight, a divorce. I’m sorry.

She’s still washing dishes, and she’s getting it out of the kitchen.

“What did he do to you? I’m sorry.

“Nothing happened. I’m sorry.

“What’s going on? Hey, no. Are you messing around with us? I’m sorry.

“What’s the matter with you?”

Come to my mother, I can’t keep my tears.

When she saw me cry, she probably realized that I was serious, and she came to shoot me in the back.

“Don’t cry. How old are you? I’m sorry.

“Are you my mother? I’m sorry.

“Do you really think I’m bullying you?” * She looked me in the eye and opened her head *

mouth.

“That kid won’t find a woman outside? I’m sorry.

I’m silent.

“Hey, did she?” I think she’s back in the kitchen to get a knife.

“Don’t get mixed up. Leave me alone. It’s my business. I’m sorry.

I lie in my room in bed.

My mom left me a room after all these years, and she said if I hadn’t gone one day,

There’s still a place to go.

I looked at the ceiling and suddenly I was so tired.

The old city is still under the roof, and after school kids are screaming, bicycle bells go all the way.

It’s like a little bit of time.

Long.

I told my mom not to go to school. She really went downstairs and danced with other aunts.

I don’t care if my daughter gets divorced soon after she’s hurt.

I was all right to be home alone.

It’s just a bit of a pain at first, but I’m also an expert on stomach disease.

Leather pulled some pills, put some hot water down and lay on the bed.

But later, it hurts.

This has never happened before, which means I can’t walk.

I don’t remember if I had stomach problems in high school.

I’d like to call my mom, but I’m gonna take my cell phone off my bed as soon as I can.

I had to kneel down with my stomach on my knees, and I really didn’t think about anything but pain, and I had my hands on a random address book.

I don’t know.

Guan’s initials are actually in the back.

His name was added a.

I was suffocating and suddenly thought it was Saturday.

Goo-an’s still going to that reunion?

The phone’s on, two sounds, he’s picking up fast.

“Hello, dye?”

There’s a lot of noise on the phone. There’s a lot of noise about men and women.

I heard someone shouting his name, passing through the microphone, in my ear.

Lee.

Lin Din, how can you hear so clearly?

Finally, I didn’t say anything. I hung up.

When the phone slipped from my hand, I thought of two things.

The first is how the stomach hurts so much.

The second is how to get clean with Guan.

… “Drink, don’t sleep, what’s wrong? I’m sorry.

I feel like someone’s shaking me, a little bit of an eye-opening, blurry, nothing.

Clear.

He held me in his arms, squeezed my neck, but my stomach still hurts.

Sound.

“Can you get on the ground? He turned his back on me.

I went up and he carried me back and went downstairs.

The wind on the street, I shrunk, the light swayed, and I could only see it was a little short.

Hair.

Guan? I’m sorry.

“Hmm. I’m sorry.

“How do you know where I am? I’m sorry.

“That’s the only place you can go.

Crying. I’m sorry.

“…”

“I regret it, Guan. I’m sorry.

“I’m sorry too, Linden. “You said, if I’d known I liked you earlier, wouldn’t that be all?

You got a baby?”

“It’s only children who talk like it. I’m sorry.

He laughed twice and took care of me.

“It’s true. I’m sorry.

Guanan…

“Hmm? I’m sorry.

“Don’t play dumb. You know I don’t like Bessie.

A reunion? I’m sorry.

He’s silent.

The street lights were stretched, and I know he couldn’t answer.

I was woken by the sound of the crowd running.

I leaned on the hospital porch with a needle on my back and a drop in the jar.

Drop it down.

Guan is sitting next to me.

“Lin, I’m an asshole. I’m sorry.

All of a sudden he’s out of his mind. “…”

“It’s useless to say this at a time like this, Guan, but still to leave. I’m sorry.

He laughed.

“How scared are you that I won’t marry you? I’m sorry.

“…”

I’m silent.

He didn’t talk. We watched the hospital’s porch. The crowd was moving.

But it’s coming to surround us.

“It’s a big project that White Sour came to us on behalf of their company. I’m sorry.

He suddenly spoke softly.

“Direct, I admit, I am secular. I’m sorry.

“It’s okay to have a circle of friends, or to go to a party. It’s all I can get to her. I’m sorry.

“It’s been a long time, and my father and his other “good son” are watching her.

I have to get close to her. I’m sorry.

“That circle of friends, I don’t mean anything else.

And the person in charge of the project is a bit old-fashioned. I’m sorry.

“So too, I went to her party, drank her wine, and she had to relax. I’m sorry.

“I admit I didn’t like you in high school. I’m sorry.

“But when I was with you, I found out that I really liked you, more than I thought I could, and I couldn’t control myself and never want to leave you again. I’m sorry.

“I’ve always been used to you being a good boy, no troubles, no noises, no tempers, and then I knew you’d put up with me. I’m sorry.

“I can’t ask you back now, can I? Can you wait for me, when I climb up, when I don’t have to smile, when I’m on the table, when I’m sitting where everyone looks, I’ll marry you again? I’m sorry.

He looked at me in silence and looked at me in a desperate and quiet look.

“…”

“It’s so open, Gu’an. After all, you chose between your career and mine, right? I’m sorry.

He looked at me half-baked. His eyes were pretty, he used to be a little unspoken, but now he can’t see anything in his eyes, and the fog is clouded, and he’s wearing a dead end.

He suddenly put his hand on my back and kissed me.

It was a deep, but fast kiss. He attacked the city a little, but withdrew and left when I reacted.

He raised my chin and kissed my mouth again.

I pushed him away this time.

“Yeah. I’m sorry.

He’s got his eyes down, he’s had a stroke on the porch, and his voice is invisible, like fast.

Blow in the wind.

“I chose my career. I’m sorry.

“Well, looks like the divorce is finally settled. * I nod my head *

Pull out the needle right now and get out of here.

“But a little, Guan, I won’t wait for you. I won’t wait for you anymore. I’m sorry.

Change your perspective.

“Mr. White, have a good time. I’m sorry.

At the entrance to the Westside Hotel, every table at this point is closed.

A little less wine.

Mr. Gu, you’ve been drinking like this. * A middle-aged man with another *

A young man, a young man with eyelashes on his face and a smile on his lips.

“I can’t forget. I thank you too, Uncle Li.

Come on, uh, if it wasn’t for a glass, I’d like to toast you again! He’s not sure how to control his facial muscles.

Be nice.

“Come on, how did you get back? What did you do? I’m sorry.

“Where’s your address?”

The middle-aged have asked Guan-an for a ride while talking.

“Home” Guan’s voice suddenly went down.

When a middle-aged man looked at him like that, he just walked around and left his mouth behind.

Go on.

“Well, where do you live? I’m sorry.

“I can’t go back first. Please sit first, Uncle Li.

Son. * But the next second he smiled again *

Put it in the cab and block his head.

Middle-aged people can’t help but think that this young man is alive and alive.

I can’t help it.

“Where you belong, we’ll go along.” I’m sorry.

“Damn, no…”

“It’s all right, Inspector Gu, let me drive you. * A woman’s voice goes straight in *

Come on. White Soo-Ye’s long dress today with a hips-up, and she’s got her body on.

To, slightly down, a few threads down.

She always knew how to show men her most beautiful place.

Gu An’s blinding.

“Oh, that’s good. I’ll go first. * Middle-aged people react first *

Smiling, popping the door.

The taxi was gone, and he suddenly felt a pain in his neck in the wind this winter.

Guan, are you drunk? * White Sooy opened her mouth *

A cut-off.

“Hey. It’s not drunk. It’s just a few drinks. I’m sorry.

“Then go, follow me to the car and I’ll take you home. I’m sorry.

“No, Mr. Bai, I’ll take care of it.

A little cooperation, and it’s done. I’m sorry.

“Guan, can you stop telling me all this bullshit? I’m sorry.

Bessouye’s out of tune. They’re on the street.

Clear some face.

“I know that you and Lin are divorced, and she doesn’t deserve you, and I don’t think you see it.

I’m interested in you. “We’re not married now. If you have my property, you know you do.

How easy to take down your brother. I’m sorry.

“It’s a pretty thorough understanding. * There’s nothing up and down *

I can’t see in the night.

“Don’t scream all the time, you can call me Soy. I’m sorry.

Bessouy took a step forward, and his white fingers crossed Guan’s neck.

I don’t know what I’m thinking.

It’s a bit agitated.

It’s coming a little closer.

Guanan pushed her away.

A little strong, she was pushed.

“No, Mr. White, I’m gonna throw up all the drinks we just had tonight. I’m sorry.

It’s actually because the alcohol is a little retarded.

Suddenly thought of another person.

Linden never kissed him.

He thinks now he’ll be crazy to think of her from anywhere.

Guan! “Bassouy called him a little hateful.

“Where am I worse than lint?” We were so good in high school! “In high school who remembers all these years. I’m sorry.

He thinks she remembers the contours of the sun and the sun that sank the mountain.

The school went back to the door.

He’s killing himself.

“Bassoe, do you remember what we did to Lin Dynasty in high school?

It’s called school violence. I’m sorry.

He used to smoke out of his pocket and suddenly realized he had to quit for a while.

Probably after I married Lin.

Wrinkled, but she began to appear again.

“Don’t know if you regret it. I’m sorry now. I’m sorry.

“Repent to death. I’m sorry.

He’s in his coat pocket, he’s got a glimpse of White Soo-Ye.

Izumi consciously took a step back.

And Guan went into the night without turning his head.

After 12 p.m., there’s no one on the street. The store door is closed.

And then they crossed the lights of the car and they were connected to a white line.

Guan was walking on one side or another. He’s got no point in thinking about what Lyndish was doing.

Wait for him.

While she was asleep, he was left a light on the bedside.

Now, is she going to sleep early?

Gotta sleep.

The habit is a terrible thing.

When he passed by a jewelry store, he looked in the window and suddenly stood.

The shop is closed, but the lights in the window are still on.

He always thought it looked the same, but it was the same.

Sex colleagues sometimes wear them, but he does not see the difference between wearing and not wearing them.

He thought he’d pick the dress when he married Lin. He sat on the couch outside and looked at her.

Try the wedding dress out.

Her neck was white and long when her hair was up. The shopkeeper asked if she wanted it.

Make a set of jewelry.

He forgot his answer then.

I don’t think so. I didn’t ask for it.

But then she wanted it. He wrinkled, and suddenly the problem was too much.

She was looking forward to giving her something special to her. But then he didn’t care.

He suddenly pulled out the phone and called her.

The phone was hung up, linked to a busy voice, and a little bit of his heart.

“Stained. *He’s squeezing the trigger. His voice is spreading in the wind.

I hung up earlier, but I didn’t care.

“I saw a jewelry store, and I thought there was a money chain in it.

You. I’m sorry.

The phone’s still ringing. He thinks he’s been drinking.

I don’t know.

“Come back, dye, come back, okay? I’m sorry.

But no one listens to him, except the whistling wind, and groaning his eyebrow over and over again.

Call her name all over.

But the night was drenched, and the man he shouted would never return.

Three years later.

I just got promoted to my old school.

Master, it’s too late to be happy.

“What’s wrong, look at you these days. I’m sorry.

At lunchtime in the cafeteria, her colleague Li sat next to her. “What else? Students are not happy with their final grades. Come to my office and beg me.

I didn’t say I could pass. I did. I’m sorry.

“Damn, this thing, every year. I’m sorry.

“You’re not in class, you’re not listening. You’re going to have to retake the exam.

You’re right, Mr. Lin? I’m sorry.

“…”

The forest next to it is infested, like a lost soul.

Mr. Lin?

Li’s looking at her like she doesn’t know when she’ll lead the group.

Here we are. Look at this. It’s the big guy with a face in the yard.

A man.

In a windsuit, in a pocket, with a light face, and I don’t know if I’ve got it.

The 40-50-year-olds laugh in their ears.

“This is who!” She remembered.

“The CEO of whatever, he was invited to speak today as an honorary alumni. I’m sorry.

“Oh, you’re so handsome. You see, I’ve never seen the dean’s crew.

With all due respect, his name is Zhu… and what are you looking at?”

“Gouan. The forest next to it is light and light. “Aah, yes, yes…”

Lin Dynamite has been buried, but this time, it’s not only fast, it’s too fast.

Don’t lift up.

Little Li saw her plate drop at the speed that she could see.

Pick up the table and drop the utensils.

“I have class this afternoon. I’m off. I’m sorry.

It’s like hiding from some plague.

Linden didn’t expect this to meet Guan.

After her divorce, she threw everything at work.

Then I got a chance to go back to college and become a college teacher.

I didn’t expect her to see him again.

It’s a little strange to look so far away.

Because she remembers that Guan used to laugh.

But now it’s hard to see the eyes, the eyes, the eyes.

To be honest, the number of sightings on television has also increased over the years.

Most of the time, the forest mother told her to come and see it while she said it was good.

If she doesn’t, she’ll be rich now. I don’t feel much about it.

She suddenly felt like she could change anyone.

Mr. Kobayashi, I was looking for you! I’m sorry.

Someone called her out of her mind.

Mr. Wu, who teaches physics, is the one who laughs too much.

You’re young and you’re a college teacher, so it’s very interesting.

Two-degree doctorate, 985 in the country, with a house, just started with a suv.

Yes, he’s interested in her.

Good terms.

She had no idea when she began to look at people like that.

Maybe the old mother pushed her to get married every day, saying she’s worse off marrying a divorced woman.

She was called to a blind date.

But she really didn’t feel it.

And to the person in front, she smiled and stopped to signal his next words.

“I’m not going to Huaijiang.

You. I’m sorry.

It’s a fine little bag. It’s fragrance. “Thank you. I’m sorry.

I’ll take it. I’ll figure out when to change it.

Give it back.

Actually, Little Wu is more sweet than someone before.

Gu’an went on a business trip and didn’t know if he had a conscience or a brain.

She brought back a dreamnet.

She’s been very careful with that dreamnet hanging around and watching the feathers falling down.

I’m sorry, I’m sorry.

I don’t know where that dreamnet is right now. Guan left her the house.

I was so angry, I threw a lot of things away.

In that view, she was distracted and Xiao Wu Lian called her name several times before calling her back.

Mr. Kobayashi, are you free for dinner tonight? I’m sorry.

“…”

Lin Din is a bit confused, and I’m thinking about me. I was just about to say yes.

Over Wu’s shoulder, you see a man.

Guan is looking at them across the hall. He’s supposed to be out smoking.

It’s long, it’s got a cigarette and half of its face is hidden in the smoke.

When did he start smoking again? Mr. Kobayashi?

“Ah, ah, I’m sorry. I’m busy tonight. We’ll meet again. I’m sorry.

She doesn’t know what she’s panicking about, but when she reacts, she’s already gone with a bag.

There’s only one thing left to think about, and the ones that Guan has come to see.

Eyes.

It’s too undignified.

She laughed at herself.

Halfway, the phone came back.

“Ah, Mr. Lin, you didn’t have class this afternoon? “It’s Li who just had dinner with her.”

“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.

“We got into a fight. It’s a good fight. I’m in a hurry.

Can you take me in for the job? I’m sorry.

“…”

Guan was invited to speak today?

What the hell.

Lin Din arrived at the speaking place and the workers were working on the stage’s big searchlights.

Well, her job is just to keep up with the progress.

Find a place to sit next to. Mr. Kobayashi, you’re here. I’m sorry.

A girl sat next to her and talked to her.

This girl’s supposed to be in her class.

You can talk to a 40-to-50-year-old professor.

It was her.

“Hmm. I’m sorry.

“I heard you were 20 years old, so was Mr. Kobayashi. I’m sorry.

“…right. I’m sorry.

“Whoa, do you know Mr. Gu? What was he like then? I’m sorry.

The girl looks at her with her chin and smiles with her eyebrows bent.

“Don’t know. I’m sorry.

Don’t know?

“It has been so many years. I’m sorry.

Seeing as she wasn’t interested in talking, the girl got up and said goodbye.

I’m bored, I’ve wandered a few laps, and I’m coming.

I don’t think we’re done with the searchlights, but it’s about to start and the workers have to leave.

The ladder. She looked up at the light on the top of her head and had a normal light.

And then Guan came and touched the host, and she looked so far, it seemed like she wasn’t there.

Something.

When Guan came on stage, she suddenly found out he was really different.

It’s not like she remembers it. He’s a natural man on stage.

She’s completely unattainable.

She breathed and listened to him.

At the end of the day, the applause never stopped.

He suddenly turned over and looked at her.

Their eyes touch gently in the air.

Those eyes look great. She lost her whole youth once.

Nor will she be able to catch up to delusions, and there will be her ashes scattered.

When the light falls between them, the dust dances.

His eyes were suddenly shaking.

Then she suddenly saw him panic.

He jumped at her.

That’s probably — the long seconds of her life. The light of the searchlights, the screams, and the pouncers that hold her tight.

Him.

In a moment, her head became blank.

A loud sound, the eardrum.

The searchlight fell off.

When she felt the touch of a sticky hand, all of a sudden she thought it was…

A dream.

Guan’s body is covered in blood.

She doesn’t know where she gets so much blood.

I couldn’t make a sound, the crowd ran, someone shouted 120, yes.

When she was dragged, she found herself holding her sleeve tight.

He lay on the ground, closed his eyes, quiet, and blood was running around him.

She was pulled, her temple jumped, she couldn’t say anything, she even stood.

No, it took a long time for her to ask herself.

What happened?

How long since then?

When you get an invitation to speak, you frown and think.

It’s been a long time since there was a man in his world.

He kept himself locked up at work, sometimes even sleeping in his office, and there seemed to be no difference between going home and not going home, when he was sent to hospital after having been empty of several cases of beer.

“I finally know how painful she was. I’m sorry.

A friend shakes him and sends him a test slip without saying anything.

“Are you sick? I’m sorry.

“…”

Guanan lay down and watched the lanterns hanging from the ceiling of the hospital, thinking it was really over.

Later, he slowly got up.

He had finally come a long way and realized that his face was not too thick; he had also fallen on his knees one day, abandoning something that he had once considered important; and he had begun to get more and more dark faces and to be held in darkness.

He became aware that certain means of depravedness were more than 10,000 times better than those that were visible, and began to take advantage of what was around him, and suddenly found himself in the dark of his bones. That was why he was doing those things so well, and finally one day the man who was on his knees fell under his feet.

He can live in a villa by himself now, but one day he will suddenly think that he had a two-bedroom house in the city’s three rings, and that one person would cook for him and wait for him to come home. He could wear pants and loose short sleeves to say good morning to that person, wife.

I don’t know.

He’d buy her anything he didn’t want to, knowing they were divorced.

He left her a room full of what he had bought for her, as small as slippers and bear dolls, as large as the necklace that he had bought at the auction, sometimes leaning on the door frame and laughing down.

From the moment he fell into darkness, he knew that he was not worthy of her.

He then went to speak at their school.

He admitted that he wanted to see her, he couldn’t help but see how she was doing, and then she saw a man stop her and deliver her gifts.

It’s a man who looks honest, he doesn’t bully her, and when she takes the gift, she just smiles, and he almost doesn’t hold it.

I missed you so much.

He smoked, looked at her in silence, a little bit, trying to carve her in his head.

He admits that another person in his body seemed to be yelling for him to run over and pull her over, in whatever way she was left behind, and that his mind had flashed many crazy thoughts.

Later, he turned around and left. He was afraid he would turn around and hold her.

But he’s afraid she’ll cry, that she won’t, that she’ll hate him, that she’ll cry again.

He’s an asshole.

At the end of the speech, he turned around and saw her.

Has she been down there watching him talk?

In that moment, he didn’t want to do anything.

I just want to take a good look at her eyes. There’s a lake in there, and it’s always quiet.

Head up, look at her slowly.

He suddenly saw the searchlight on her head shaking.

It was almost instinctive. He jumped on her.

The sound of glass leaking and the stinging that came out of his body in an instant, but his face passed.

Her hair, soft and entwined.

I finally got you.

The hospital is always quiet and pale, because it combines the despair of death with the joy of a new life.

Joy, a bunch of doctors pushed the stand through me, so I barely got to the operating room.

The colored light “in surgery” pulls back the thought.

In the ambulance, Gu’an’s blood won’t stop. In fact, when he pushed me away, he managed to avoid the hit searchlight, but it flew.

The glass fragments were everywhere. They cut him with more than 20 mouths.

A few pieces seem to have cut the artery, and a piece of the iron fell into his ribs.

A pair.

When I heard the doctor’s story, my signature hand was shaking.

He’s in the operating room. I’m outside the operating room. I’m looking out the window.

And the shadow of a tree cannot be found.

I can’t even concentrate.

I didn’t think I’d meet him so badly.

I watched people running through the hallway, and the outside of the emergency room was very noisy.

Fong, blood-stained people are coming down from the ambulance, and the family cries out.

Rise, brutally pierced my eardrum.

Fortunately, I’ve got attention, distracted me from thinking about it.

Gu An will die, most likely.

I covered my face with my hands so I couldn’t see anything.

I told myself I had to calm down.

Dead. What do I do?

I don’t want him dead, that, absolutely.

There’s still a few of his subordinates, but his family hasn’t been in touch.

And We knew little and little about his family for many years, except that he had lived with his mother.

I live next door to my house.

My mom came by later.

She said it was her ex-son-in-law.

Look.

By the time she arrived, I almost sat on the floor in a mess.

She grabbed me, didn’t pull me, she filmed me and woke me up.

I really admire her. She seems to have changed everything.

The West looks light.

Seeing her, I can’t stop.

“They say that Guan is going to die and Gu An may die…”

My tears seem to come out of the air.

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

She shot me twice.

“Alas, you’re a sin, too. I’m sorry.

When Guan was pushed out of the operating room, I was still in a coma.

I couldn’t stop by my mom. I watched his bed come out, walked a few steps and stopped again.

A group of people went up there and asked the doctor, and I watched him outside.

The mask, the white fog, it’s out, it’s quiet, but I feel like the world’s lost.

Go to the sound.

It’s noisy, but I can’t hear anything.

My mom was close for a while. She came back and told me about his surgery.

It’s basically a success, and if I wake up, it’s okay.

I did, and suddenly I felt the string was broken, and then I got tired.

Tired.

I’ll get it.

I was going out. My mom asked me where I was going. I said I was going home.

Come on.

“He’s safe. I should go. I’m sorry.

“You don’t take care of him? I’m sorry.

“Mom, what are you thinking? We’ve already left…”

“I mean, Guan saved your life. I’m sorry.

My mom was suffocating and pulling me down the stairs of the hospital. Guan’s surgery was pretty big. We were out at 112 p.m.

The front street lights were still on, and my mom took me to the shop.

We haven’t talked, we’ve been in bed, and the smell of onion on my scent, and I just gave it away.

I haven’t eaten in a long time.

The fog rises, a little bit of the pyrotechnic.

All these years, Mom’s rushing you to have a date. I’m sorry.

My mom slows down.

“Kouan saved your life, but it’s just saving your life.

I can’t believe it. I can’t believe it.

To feel guilty and get back together, you gotta think about it. I’m sorry.

Didn’t think my mom was telling me this.

Who was watching Ann on TV?

I nod my head and bury it in the bowl.

Well, I don’t know what I’m gonna do.

Every time, I had to get in my way.

I finally didn’t come home.

I was tired, but I couldn’t sleep.

The scene came at me. He held me too tight.

Too tight.

I slept in a hospital chair at dawn in the east.

Yeah, I had a dream. I dreamt Guan died. I went to his memorial.

It’s a bad dream.

I woke up and the door was open in Guan’s room.

Yes.

My heart is shaking.

I stood up and walked step by step, and I thought of the visions of my dreams.

Like, I ended up sitting on the bed side by side.

He’s awake.

There’s still some glass cuts on his face, and I don’t know if he’ll break it.

I’m still confused, I don’t think I’ve been awake for long.

I looked at him from so many people.

I looked at him and I looked at him.

His eyes suddenly lighted up.

And then his lips stomped at me. The doctor came up and asked him how he was feeling.

I don’t know what to say.

Shit.

His friends are still a lot.

I’ve never seen it before, I’ve seen it before.

He pulled the others out of the room.

Guan was in a hospital pillow with bandages on his hands so he could look at me.

“Anything to say, Miss Lin? I’m sorry.

Miss Lin. I don’t know why. Listen to that. My heart fell.

“Thank you. I’m sorry.

I’m done.

And then I can’t say a word.

He and I looked at him, and his eyes were still pretty.

White, we had a minute of a standoff, and he only groaned.

“I’ll listen to you for half my life. I’m sorry.

“…”

Guan, it must be the one person in the world who knows me.

He knows how to attack me, how to poke the softest place in my heart, and he’s a scoundrel.

I sighed at him, and his hands and body were bandaged, pathetic and innocent.

I went up, leaned down, came a little closer to him, and I felt that he was suddenly breathing, and it was all messed up.

The moment he put his lips on, I left.

“Take care of it, Guan. I’m sorry.

And I turned, and walked, and I heard him whispering when I brought the door.

He bit his teeth a bit dumb.

And We laughed, while We were not aware.

Quantified

The scenery outside the bus was cut off, the trees were low and short, and Guan was sitting next to me, with his head on the window, his eyes closed, from my side, and his jaw was perfect.

We were all sophomores, we went home in a car. I’ve been dating Guan for three years and four months.

To say that a girl in love seems to have a sense of security that is more or less flawed, even more so, after all, I don’t seem to have that kind of security. She said she’d have to find a chance to take a look at this.

Try my boyfriend.

What do I mean?

She said that if a man doesn’t even possess you, he doesn’t get jealous.

He doesn’t love you.

So she suggested, this time, we have to find an opportunity to try and get home.

When I looked at Quan, he woke up, and we just ran into each other.

and saw clearly in his eyes a pure blindfold.

“This glass is hurting my brain. He’s holding his head.

“…”

“I’m almost there…”

“Hmm. * And his voice is still low and his tail is sticky *

On his leg, he pulled me out again and rounded me twice.

“Get out of the car right now. I’m sorry.

I didn’t say anything. I didn’t.

It’s starting to get confused.

“Gouan. I called his name.

He turned his head to see me. His eyes were always shallow, so it always seemed like he didn’t have any emotions.

The angle of the mouth is biased towards the starting radians, which are unprovoked.

“It’s the night of the New Year that Chen and I used to hang out together.

Shall we? I’m sorry.

He’s walking around his neck with his hands around the window.

Pick it up.

“Okay. I’m sorry.

I’m a neighbor and I’ve been playing since I was a kid.

So my mom knew we were together.

When she comes home, she’ll always set us up.

Actually, I know she just hates me.

I went to Gu’an’s house to find him with a window.

It’s like he’s been living with his mother.

Mom’s got a much better temper sometimes.

Look at me come over and he hooks his fingers at me.

“Come here, let me see. Is this a blessing? I’m sorry.

I quit to see, um, crooked.

Move right. He moved a radians around the corner, but the radians were big.

Pass, pass, go left.

“Oh, no, it’s going right again. I’m sorry.

“No, a little more to the left…”

“No…”

“Lined. He just stood up and looked at me.

“It’s really crooked. I told him seriously.

“Come on, then, help me. I’m sorry.

I walked over there and held him up, but his hands were still open and he didn’t walk away.

It means, like, like I’m surrounded by him.

He bowed his head a little, and his mouth stomped on my ear, and his breath bits at me.

The contour of the ear.

“Help me, okay, okay, hold on.”

He quit and had to admit that he did.

He whistled.

“Yo, you’re both here! “The sound of a little leap breaks up the strange and murky atmosphere between us.”

Chen was my junior high student, but he went to a different high school.

We’ve never broken up.

“Did you bully my family? She grabbed my arm.

It’s hot in the northern winter, and one of the indoor cotton thongs is off, and I’m wearing it.

High-collar sweaters, laziness against the wall, and eyes fell on me and Chen.

Chen Tu with his arms.

He means he smiled twice without knowing.

I didn’t do anything, but turned around and shook the glue in my hand.

“Two, give me a hand.”

This year seems to have been a few more snows.

To tell you the truth, I’m like a couple and not a couple.

Especially back where we spent 18 years together.

I don’t know.

Early in the morning, I opened the door and saw Guan cleaning the snow next door.

He was wearing a really big scarf, almost half a face, and he was showing off.

Out with those wet peach eyes on me.

Say hello to me. “Good morning. I’m sorry.

I noded my head, and our eyes were in the air for a moment, and then I reacted.

Before, the snowballs that had been squeezed had been thrown at him.

Right in the target.

Guan was thrown back.

I don’t think I’m awake yet.

Then I saw him looking at me.

Will he not flee while he is standing?

So I mobilized the few sports cells left in his body to find the tools to fight.

Time to turn around and run.

I’ve been in my arms for a long time.

Breathe in my ear.

“You’re good, Lynda. I’m sorry.

I couldn’t see him pinching snowballs or anything.

Touched my neck.

He doesn’t have gloves. His hands are really cold.

I was frozen, trying to get away from him, and he put me in his arms and hands.

Ann, there’s a downward trend. “I was wrong. I was wrong. “The good guys don’t suffer, I surrender.

He laughed behind me and pulled the zipper of my coat up.

“Why don’t you bring a scarf? I’m sorry.

“It’s too soon to come out. I’m sorry.

“Steal me in a hurry. I’m sorry.

“Hmm. I’m sorry.

Then we didn’t talk, and now we start snowing again.

On short hair, he looked at me, he looked down, and I even saw his eyelashes.

The crystal.

But I want this snow to be a little longer, a little bigger.

I don’t know if I’m careful and I’m gonna lose my head.

On the day before the beginning of the new year, I went to a party organized by Chen.

A friend growing up in a alley seems to have changed a little bit, after all.

The fat guy who was chased by the slugs is now wearing a black-boxed glasses.

A man of arts and literature.

“So you two are together? I’m sorry.

I didn’t get that far with Goo An.

Friends don’t know.

When you know it, it’s just another unexpected and unexpected look.

Because, to be honest, before I went to junior high, I had a good point in talking in that alley.

After all, I was growing up, and the little girl was moving before the boy, and I had to call me “song sister” with a bunch of kids.

Guan was my “master” at the time.

And then he’d put a pot on me, half the beating I had when I was a kid.

He made me happy, and every time he lets me blink, and he lets me slip away, thinking that I deserve it.

Subsequently, Guan, the military division, defected.

Poor me at the time, I couldn’t figure out how those little guys wouldn’t play with me, how they started targeting me together.

Until one day, I saw that Guan became the new son king of the alley and laughed at me in a terrible way.

And then my position was turned into one of no one’s attention and sometimes people throw stones.

Now, remember, I was supposed to grow up to be an open-minded person, and then I turned myself in. Then I went home to sleep under the covers and woke up and called Guan.

I don’t see what this guy’s doing with his innocent eyes.

Dude, he looks like I’m about to explode, and he’s threatening me first.

“Lined! If you hit me, I’ll find an adult! You were locked up last time.

You don’t want to be…

I remember the days I gave Guan back.

It’s a direct voice and a hammer.

The hammer was crying.

The kid’s got nothing to do with it. I’ve got a lot of energy.

When we split up, I kicked him in the air.

Just slap my mom in the face.

I cried louder.

After that, I couldn’t go out for the whole summer, and Guan and my Liangzi were completely gone.

Close.

Every time I think about the opportunity to beat up Anne, I feel uncomfortable.

After all, I couldn’t beat him.

We ate a hot pot, and at our dinner table, we made a cup, like a grown-up.

Like, I thought Guan was the best at this, but I didn’t expect him to sit and eat in peace, just a few words and just look like he’s cooking.

Chan told me before that she said that the man she wanted to visit was Wang Fat.

Call Wang Chen Qing.

At the same time, Hu was worse than I was when I fell.

I had the impression he was a snotty slug.

Mann.

Chen said that after the game, Wang would take the opportunity to show some thoughts about me.

It’s time to see what happens to Conan.

Thinking of this, I’ve seen the meatloaf again, and I’ve eaten it with joy.

He looked at me and put a chopstick fat cow in my bowl.

“…”

The group finished eating and went to ktv again.

Of course, there’s a game.

I’m sure you’d like to play with me.

Cheers, sip it up.

“To play, to play with, to play with, to play with the truth. I’m sorry.

I’m in. I didn’t think Guan would play. He’s been active this time.

It’s like now, leaning on the couch, with a light look, and I’m looking at him.

Up a little bit.

I’m the first one to turn, but I don’t think I have much to dig.

Half a day, another girl asked me first.

“Who made you and Guan first? I’m sorry.

That girl’s eyes, I’m so familiar.

I just thought I’d answer it. Goon on the couch.

“I am. I’m sorry.

He said it was him.

“…”

A group of people said, “Oh,” and they were forced to eat dog food.

And then the wheel stopped looking at me.

It’s true that Wang Chen Qing was turned several times, but on several occasions he grabbed glasses and made a bunch of people.

Thought he came here to cheat on the drink.

On his return, Chen took care of the glass. “Come on, don’t drink this time. I’m asking you, since you were a kid, the last thing you regret.

What? I’m sorry.

I think he’s a little drunk, and he’s got a little tan on his cheeks, and he’s got a little eyes.

You’re just staring at me.

“Perhaps it was — in the end it wasn’t brave enough to protect someone. I’m sorry.

Honestly, when he said that, he looked too straight in my eyes.

I got a little bit burned by that sight, and I thought I’d look back a little further.

People sit and watch us play.

But somehow, the crowd was too noisy, and they got excited by Wang’s words.

There were a couple of people who even looked at us with one face.

Can’t see his eyes.

I wonder why I was so anxious to know his response.

I couldn’t wait. After the meeting, Conan got up and joined us.

“Come on, I’ll play some. I’m sorry.

He smiles like a star in his eyes.

It’s so easy to be the focus of others’ eyes.

But he never looked at me again.

After 8 or 9 o’clock, a couple of little girls said parents had to come home early.

When Guan and I went downstairs, the wind looked like a knife.

Scratch.

We were in the back of a car, and I asked a few times, and he answered.

I can’t see it.

“But Wang Chen Qing has changed so much, I remember I was the one who took care of him…” I tried to stimulate him, and he really didn’t have a face, and he left me hanging, and the air was frozen.

He got out of the car, he had long legs, and I ran a few steps after him, and I didn’t know what to say.

“Bye, Guan. I’m sorry.

I can only say goodbye to him.

He then stopped and turned back on my wrist, dragged me into his house, closed the door and put me on the door.

He’s probably not home, there’s no light in the house, and I can only see his high nose with a light outside the window.

The house was dark and the senses were deprived, and I heard him breathing and whispering in my ear.

He just kissed me. I’ve had to admit that Quan’s kiss was good enough to torture people.

The kind that licks your mouth in a second and attacks the city like a gentleman in a second.

King.

I was kissed by him and I couldn’t breathe, and he dragged his sleeve, and he held me in half.

All the way to my neck.

“Gouan. I’m sorry.

“Hmm? “In the dark, his tails are so glamorous, with a consistent laziness.

“Are you jealous?”

I heard him laugh.

“The child is jealous. I’m sorry.

His hands crossed my waist, raised my skirt in a hurry, and the night spread.

Come on, over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again.

The hands are getting weaker.

He entered the moment and bit my earlids gently.

“This one of the grown-ups, usually called, hairy, emotional. I’m sorry.

The fireworks exploded in the air.

It started snowing again outside the window, and I just remembered that the plans for the New Year were to make peace.

Guan watch fireworks together, and now it’s like neither of us can go out now.

Look. Guan hugged me from behind and watched the snow from the window with me.

The day was like day, his breath was on my shoulder, half-twilight, and I heard him lower.

The sound in my ear.

Happy New Year. I’m sorry.