Any recommended novels? Super sweet or super sadistic?

Any recommended novels? Super sweet or super sadistic?

Any recommended novels? Super sweet or super sadistic?

My Jade.

She became a Queen of the Dynasty, but only a poor double, and the real Queen was already dead. She kept the secret hidden in the sugar cane, and loved it, but never knew it, and he loved her. (i)

Shaw jumped out of the tree, with his hair and hair, and jumped in front of Sumunan, and hit him in the head:

“How come you’re so late, so slow, so quick, take out the sugar cane, and teach you today the 13th rule!”

Smunan’s not happy, slowly pulls out two watered sugar cane from behind his back and turns his head over his mouth: “No, I don’t know.

Shaw took one bite with his hand, and the other hit Sumunan’s head, as usual: “Okay, okay, okay.

He was half a head taller than Sumunan, and he danced a sword under the tree. Oh, no, the sugar cane under the tree was a little obscenity.

But Smunan quickly adjusted and, after reading the Xiao Yun 13, said to him, “I see a man who looks exactly like you today.”

Shaw is sweating, bowing his head to bite sugar cane.

“But she’s a woman.”

He stood up to his chin and said, “I’ve seen her many times, but I know you’re two.”

He was staring at the sugar cane in Shaw’s hands and blinking, “Because you’re all different, except you look the same.”

There was a wind that lasted long and long, and Xiao was respectful, and he raised his thumbs for Sumunan, who was only nine years old and had the ability to discern: “Good rider, with vision, to teach you a lesson!”

He bit the sugar cane and sat down: “Most of those you saw were the mountain foxes, and the young man was born, and he drew Pidong, but he was no more.

He said, “Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

“Are you saying that Your Majesty’s daughter is a fox?”

(ii)

The day you met Shaw, Smunan just wanted to come out.

He’s a prince, a stutter, skinny, weak prince.

It’s not a complete stammer, it’s just a rush to talk like when his mother, Queen Qin, was a child.

So in order to preserve the Crown Prince’s authority, he rarely spoke, and for too long he fell down a silent image.

There is much talk in the palace, not only that the Prince is less than one in 10,000, but that he has heard more than he knows, but that it is sad to hide in the shadows after having accidentally heard that sighs.

A lamentation was made by two people, the highest-ranking, besides the Emperor, and by two men, Shogun Xiao and the Qianxian.

And they came with the emperor to the summer resort.

Sitting in the booth, they’re worried about the wine: “This is the way the Prince Mu Nau is going to have problems with his successor…”

“Yes, it’s just like a little girl who doesn’t have the touch of a man who wants to be older.”

Then Sumunan didn’t listen. He walked away, not for himself, but for Nancy and his parents.

They should have a smarter child, a better prince.

And with such a heavy thought he walked in the mountains of the summer, and came not to a backslide.

When he looked up, he saw a man sitting on a tree, with his hair on him, eating with a sugar cane.

Sumunan has never seen this man, and he was of his age, and he was found in the bow, and when he was about to speak, he suddenly drank, and jumped down from a tree, and came to him with sugar cane.

“The beast wants to die!”

By the sound of the wind, Semunan consciously closed his eyes, and the expected sugar cane popper didn’t show up, and he only heard his feet and opened his eyes, and it was only then that a snake that came out of nowhere was hit in half by sugar cane.

All of this happened between the electric pyrotechnics, and if the young man were to jump the next step, he might have to bite his torso on his leg.

He saved his life, and Sumunan blinked and looked to a young man half head above him, and he was already sweating cold on his back.

The young man looked at me, “It’s your fault, you waste me a sugar cane.

“But I didn’t ask you to save me…”

“You’re a stutter!”

No one’s ever smiled like that, even if he was a stutter, and he looked at the young man’s back and smiled and stopped for a while, and then he stopped and hit him in the head again, saying,

“Hey, little stutter, how about I come and send me two sugar cane every day and I’ll teach you how to defend yourself?”

(iii)

It was only when the team was about to leave to return to the palace that Sumunan knew who Shaw really was.

His hands were tied to the back of the carriage, and a sugar cane was kept between his waist and his face was smiling, as though he did not feel guilty of causing trouble and how humiliating he was punished in sight.

It’s true that in the carriage there’s a white and jade hand to lift the curtain, and a face that looks exactly like him.

“Sister, Moose, the road is far away, let’s just admit to our father’s mistake, get in the car.”

I can’t help but wonder if he’s in the back of the mountain for no reason.

“My lady, mind your own business. Your second brother is strong and afraid of the wind and the rain, but unlike some people, who live in deep-seated homes and flowers, he only makes a few poems and says good things to his father.”

“Most of those who you see are mountain foxes, who are so well-behaved that they paint Pidong, but they are no good again.”

And he blinked, and suddenly, as if he had understood.

But he came nearer to the Shogun who smoked the sugar cane between his waists and put it on him.

“Your sister’s kind, and you don’t like it?”

It was so heavy, it was cold sweating on his forehead, and he was still smiling as if he wasn’t hitting himself. Even Smunan was in pain, let alone recognized the sugar cane.

And the very angry King of Shaw struck twice, and went ahead to see his head’s whirlwind: Qing, leave him alone, take your car and let him suffer.

The squawk that was beaten from beginning to end without saying a word, except for a few hummings, and at this point the yin and the yang went to the top: “That is, the sky is falling and you’re standing on your back, and the nature of being a child is beyond law.”

And when he opened his mouth, Shumunun (Sunan) knew that it would not be good. Indeed, the Shogun (Jews) became even more angry, and raised up the sugar cane so that when he was about to strike, his heart was beating like thunder, somehow, and the devil made him cry,

Shaw.

And this cry, when the eyes meet, and as if the heavens and the earth were still.

The first time that Sumunan and Xiao were looking at each other was not in the hindsight, and Sumunan clearly saw his eyes bright, and the sound of his little stasis was stuck in his throat.

It is also wonderful that, for some reason, he may not have come to see him before the emperor, but he always goes to the back of the mountain alone, playing his own way, and he does not expect to meet Sumunan one day.

Two half-aged children who don’t know him, and who don’t know him, are so confused that they become a pair of “teachers”.

Now Suminan’s in a hurry to say the “Shaw” and make it look like it was made up when he came up for questioning: “It’s been a long time in the car, it’s a bit dizzy, and the mother and father have gone back to the palace under the escort of the lanchek master. Let’s not be too quick, let’s go on the road, let’s stop the convoy.”

This is the first time that he has spoken such a long line in front of the Shogun, and he has not yet staggered, and his eyes are so full of surprise, but God knows that his hands and arms beneath him are all sweaty.

Even though he had the impression that the Prince was not only mundane, but also weak, when he was resting, he dragged long ropes and talked to him before he could get on the wagon, Sumunan felt that this “ghost-daunted” was a good one.

“You’re the one my dad used to talk about. I should’ve thought of that. After all, there’s not a lot of guys who look like girls, have little guts, and don’t stammer.”

When Xiao Jian was on the rise, he noticed that Smunan’s mouth was a little stiff, and he started to suck his own mouth in the back and make it up, “Well, good rider, thanks!”

After saying some crazy things, when the team started again, Xiao was trying to retreat quietly and suddenly Sumunan was screaming, “Does the sugar cane hurt?” Will you teach me martial arts?”

The little ones in the carriage had dark eyes, looked down, looked in the sun and didn’t talk for half a day.

It wasn’t until someone started to get up and get close that Shaw shot Sumunan’s head, “It was the first time someone asked me if I was in pain, you little brat!

He sucks his nose, looks right and right, blinks back at the last minute: “Don’t worry, good rider, I ate you 48 cane. I’m your master for life. Wait, I’ll find you someday!”

(iv)

The Zhang master had a second-stellar calculus, which he had calculated many years ago, when a pair of dragons was born, one of them was a hyena, one was a hyena, one was a hyena, and one was destined to support the future king, and he was destined to rejuvenate the Nanzi River.

And this “The King of the Future” is not about anyone else, it’s about Moman, the Prince.

So the “Teacher’s Promise” came true two years later, when Shumunan saw Shaw again in the temple and was taken to the palace by his father together with his sister Xiao Zheng.

They will be his two masters from this day on.

When he fell on his knees by the side of the Shogun, he often looked up at his eyes and looked at his eyes, and Shumunan in the seat finally couldn’t hold up his smile, he was staring at his mother, and he coughed twice and he fell over his shoulder.

In the summer of this year, there was a hot sun and a wind, and Sumunan was taught by two masters.

Xiao Zheng is a writer, teaching him to write and write and to be wise, and Xiao Zheng is a martial arts teacher, teaching him how to hunt and shoot on horses.

In addition to being the same, the two masters have different sexual preferences and brought Sumunan’s wonderful experience of water and fire.

He often comes out of the saucy piano only in the morning, remembering his prophylactic work, and in the afternoon, he runs around with his horse and his heart flies out.

Shaw’s relationship with Shaw is not a good one, it’s an understanding that Sumunan, a teenager, can come up with, but he never asks unless Shaw tells him something.

For example, in the late nights of a few years, Shaw pulled him over the roof to look at the stars, drank a little drunk with the wine table, and suddenly turned his head and said, “I didn’t really want to be your master.”

And the night came upon him, and he blinked, but in the dark of his pupils he saw himself as a young man.

He didn’t ask why, but he listened to himself, “They say I’m the life of Wu Xin and destined to be a master to the Prince, so I could practice martial arts early and in vain, and the wind and the sun couldn’t cry out.”

“How lucky she is, she was born and raised to be a trophied star, and only a few words and a few poems will make her father’s praises and affections, and me, even if she’s good at kung fu and she’s so beautiful, it’s hard to see her father smile at me…”

“We look exactly the same, but there’s never any justice between us. She does, I don’t know anything but one thing, you know what?”

Speaking of which, Shaw turned his head towards Suminan and laughed with a drunk eye: “She can’t touch sugar cane, she spits up and down, rashes! It’s funny. I haven’t eaten anything better than sugar cane since that day! The important thing is that it belongs only to me, it’s my only weapon, and I didn’t care if my father laughed or laughed, I had sugar cane, I didn’t care about him…”

Turning back and forth, “Don’t care,” intoxicated in the night wind, Smunan was a pain in the ass, and he understood why Shaw didn’t want to be his master.

Who is not willing to accept the injustice that has been inflicted on Wu’s fate, and will always think back in extreme repression?

Yes, it was the thought of the depression, that when the hill was forced by its father not to be present, a man ran to the back of the hill and met Sumunan, a fool, to be his master.

It’s a momentous rise, and it’s a total gamble.

They asked him to teach the prince later, but he did not. He used to be a master to a little boy.

“But it’s a fucking coincidence that I ran into you, and the lang master’s scoundrel certainly had two brushes, and the orbit on the planet count was mine and I couldn’t hide…”

In a long groaning tone, Shaw Hiccuped, and Squirt Munan Hey smiled: “It’s so fun to save me and the old man a lot of trouble, or else he might not have come to the palace to be the master.”

He said, “Will you live forever?”

He must be looking at him, looking at the stars, looking at the wind, saying, “As my master?”

It’s been a long time, and it’s reaching out to the waist, and it’s drunk, and it’s like, “What’s there to stay with me forever is probably just sugar cane.”

Sumu-Nan, “Isn’t it warmer for you than for sugar cane?

After many years of teaching, he had too many teeth, not the stuttering prince when he was a child.

In the night, Shaw looked at him for a long time, and he laughed, “All right, let’s live, let’s talk, let’s not change!”

Two hands high-fiveed the next month, beating the heart, breaking the stars.

(v)

In 15 years, Queen Qin began to be the Princess of Sumunan.

But Sumunan used to hang out with Shaw, who drove horses, practiced guns, bended bows and arrows, watched the sun go down, the sun goes down, the sun goes down, the sun goes down… and the wind looks at each other’s eyes, and it’s only for the agreement that was made together.

We’ve agreed to spend our lives together.

Every time they were drunk in the corner of the palace, they were approached with lanterns and kept hidden from them without touching them.

However, in the end, there were rumors that Semunan had been invited to a long conversation when Qin and Xiao were aware of what was happening.

When the cold wind came out of the air, the snow particles fell in three or three places, and it was the first winter.

The Crown Princess was quickly chosen, not the others, but the first daughter of Nancy.

In the happy hour of the family, Xiao Qi entered the palace overnight and found Shumunan, who drinks alone in the balconies.

And when he could not believe it, he finally shuddered his hands and said, “Why?”

“I knew you before her. You taught me all your kung fu. Why did you lie to me when you said you’d spend your whole life learning and playing old?

Suminan held the winepot, smiled on his lips, and Qing Jun’s cheek was covered in red gills, and listened to the questions of Shaw, with his head raised, pointing at the sugar cane in his waist, laughing drunk, “Didn’t you have it?”

It’s like a cold-watering sentence, and Shaw hasn’t been here for days. It’s been a long time since he found his voice: “What do you like about her? That face?”

He’s got tears flashing in his eyes and his tone shivering as never before: “I have, too, why not someone else, in her?

He’d never fought for her in his life, and he thought it would be hard to have a little boy who’d never give up and never give up.

Suminan was laughing all the time, and the stars fell into his eyes, and he fell into a fluorescent fluorescent light, and suddenly he said to Shaw, “I’ll turn you into a trick.”

It was the first time he called him “Sensei” and called him “Among”.

The swany snowflake fell into the palm of his hand, and he said, “What do you think?”

Shaw and Smunambi, standing outside the kiosk, with their heads above the stars and their feet on the snow, replied with a ludicrous answer: “No sugar cane at all”.

Smunenhaha laughs, and the hand that lives with it opens in front of Shaw, and the answer comes out: “Look, there’s nothing, I’ve changed the snowflake.”

What a boring trick, the snow melts into water, flowing from the fingertips, and there is nothing, just as there is no light, no hope, no end, nothing but a white piece.

The last sentence of Smunan to Xiao-chun was: “Among, why do you insist? After all, there is not a single law in Nancy for two men.”

The wind was all over the place, and at that moment, the face was white.

In the spring of the following year, Xiao Qi moved into Tokushi Palace as the Princess of the Prince, and the marriage ended every day, while Xiao Qi entered the war with a sugar cane in his arms.

Two stars, one by one, began to shine and played the greatest role where they belonged.

In the first month of the marriage, Shaw was recalled from the border gates and, after the temple had negotiated a war with Zhao Emperor, he met Sumunan and Xiao Zheng in the royal garden.

He picked her up a flower, and she took it and said, “Is it good?”

It was a beautiful picture, but it made him feel so gruesome, and he breathed deeply and could not avoid it, and the two men who laughed across the street raised their heads and looked forward to him.

At that moment, the air seemed to be condensed.

The hands of Xiao Jing’s sword are shaking, and for the first time he regrets his rush to enter the palace, without even changing the mantles of his servants, or at least washing them, so that he may not be as embarrassed and helpless in the light of the present.

Still the same face, he is swollen with frosts, bruises on his body under his armour, flowers and swords, and light and night, a contrast that is so cruel from a very small point of view.

Before the indispensible heat surges in his eyes, Shaw kneels on his knees and says, “I have seen His Highness.”

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The flowers wake up without pain.

The child is well, ignoring the fact that my husband is not her father, everything is perfect.

I’m kidding.

Actually, I’m scared now.

You look at me in his face and you look so happy, and you must think of me in a pig cage.

Must be.

(i)

I don’t remember when I was married.

I don’t remember when I had a baby.

Memories seem to be broken, and I can’t remember much.

I just remember being told that you’re crazy, like you, who would marry you.

I was happy when I suddenly found myself married to a beautiful, gentle, beautiful husband who was warmed up to me every day and a beautiful daughter of Jade Snow.

Why half an hour?

Because after half an hour, I asked my daughter to call him Dad, and he refused.

Not only did he refuse, he told me no more jokes like that.

It’s over.

Barbie’s Q.

(ii)

My daughter, like me.

Apricots, a snout, a young man who can see the future.

Yeah, I’m just exaggerating.

My husband and I are weak, whispering softly, and in the sight of my children and me.

I love living with him.

But.

Even if I had looked at him with such a thick filter, I would not deny it.

He… really doesn’t deserve me.

In this troubled world, We, the beauty of the city, can only take possession of it by the most powerful.

“But, Mom, you just said Grandpa said you couldn’t get married.” The little girl sits next to me and stomps at me and listens to me about my bravery of the year, while she talks about it.

Ah, did I say that?

Watching little girl Brimblin with curious big eyes, I hit my thighs: “Your grandfather meant that I was so beautiful and so powerful that only the best man could marry.” How can there be so many best men in this world? I’m not getting married.”

“What if she doesn’t come to the top of the top and the top of the top?”

I’m stuck.

It’s our daughter who inherited my city’s face, and my brightness!

I’m so beautiful and so powerful, why do I have to wait to be robbed by some tough guy?

Is it not good for me to take the mountain and make a king’s husband?

It must be a misunderstanding.

He must have been too humble to admit that his daughter was his own.

How can We do this? We shall break his heart, and return to him, and lead a happy life.

(iii)

To the point, friends.

To the effect of that.

All I know is that I may have an adulterer who is my daughter’s biological father.

But I didn’t think he’d dare come to the door!

I looked at myself in front of this man.

He’s pretty handsome, but… he looks like a big pap.

How do I know he’s my “black man”?

‘Cause it’s coming up and pulling my hand, trying to hold my waist, and I don’t know what I’m gonna do if I don’t feel like hiding.

He got hurt.

My heart, inexplicably pain, came to love him before I lost my memory.

No way.

I’m tired. I’m gonna have a good life.

You can’t let a man stop me!

I took a step back, straight back, and I said, “Don’t come back to me again. I don’t want my husband to get the wrong idea.”

“You’re fucking kidding me.”

And now my husband suddenly appears.

With a big pail and a nod.

I’m stuck.

Was it my husband who sold me to the Great Barb and then the Green Hat, my friends?

I can’t see the world anymore.

Really.

(iv)

Da Pala and my husband are together and they don’t know what to say and their faces are changing and getting ugly.

It took him a long time to come, clear his voice, look at me, and say, “Well, don’t you remember who I am?”

I said, “Do I remember who you are?”

He’s in shock, like he’s been punched in the chest, and he’s so slow that he’s hard to say, “You must have been deliberately angry with me, right?”

A big man, for fuck’s sake.

I’ve never loved a play like this before, and I’ve never had a wild flower.

And my family is standing still at the moment, as if there was no sorrow on the face of the Jade, as if it had been strange to see the two of me. Wildflower looked away, and he just walked away.

Back off.

Open.

Okay.

Get out of here!

Can you be a man, brother?

In the eyes of my shocking condemnation, he finally stopped, hesitated or returned.

Well, my charms are still on the line, and the face of the city is not even at home.

And then he came back to his family, and he took my daughter and turned and left.

The kids don’t like it. They’re yelling at me.

He covered his mouth.

“Take it easy, my little ancestor.”

I don’t know.

(v)

The sun was hot, and the tarp pulled me under the porch.

I’m pre-emptive: “No matter what you and I have in the past, I’ve got a husband who loves me, and it’s time to stop. I don’t know why my husband did this to you, but I know he must have had to bow under the roof. I beg you, spare me. I just want to live my little life in peace.”

So, you’ve been quiet all day, and you ask me, “Why do you think he’s your husband? Did he say that?”

I wonder, “Well, I don’t have to say, my daughter is going to eat pear cream, he’s going to buy it; she’s going to play with her grass, he’s making it up; she’s getting hot, he’s going to get a doctor; she’s afraid of getting bit by a mosquito, he’s keeping me up all night, let alone taking care of me. Who do you think he is?”

And the bab was silent again, and then he laughed, and the most handsome but a little dark face spread: “I know, you think I have little time with your mother and your daughter. From now on, I’ll be here every day with you and the kids, okay?”

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Aren’t you afraid of something big, brother?

I don’t want to be in a pig cage, okay?

But he obviously doesn’t.

(vi)

My daughter Goran’s afraid of Da Pala.

But I can’t deny it. She looks more like a great bat than my husband.

The next day, when the balconian appeared, it looked like the 800 cents he owed all over the world, making a smile like eating a child who could not shake, hiding behind me, crying without crying.

“Come here.”

Göran’s shoulder was too scared to move and turned his face to look at me for help while he looked at me like he was dead.

I don’t look like a bad guy. Why is the kid so scared of him?

I was going up there to stop and bring the baby back, and he moved, and he put his hand on Goran’s arm, and she put her shoulder on her leg like a quail, and she took it out in her arms and out of his arms for half a day.

Eat.

Even though the child sits on his lap, he’s still straight, he doesn’t talk and smile, he doesn’t even have a face, and he has sugar in his hand that goes straight to the child, as if he’d dare I beat you.

The child trembled in his lips, blinked in his big eyes and looked at him in his eyes.

And I took the candy back, and I put it right in my mouth: “What kind of candy is a baby eating, what kind of teeth is it?”

And then she really cried.

It’s hard to get that.

(vii)

I tried a lot.

I said take her to the kite and she cried.

I said take her and fight, she’s still crying.

I said buy her a new head, and she rolls over the floor and weeps.

As one of the clouds on the face of the tarpaulin became thicker, it seemed like the next minute it would explode, and I was in a hurry: “Go and take you to the pond to fish.”

The bear boy has been looking at the big walls for a long time and has asked me a number of times, “Mama, do you think that big red fish is good?”

I’m telling you, she’s stopped all of a sudden and she can’t stand up and lie down. On the ground, it reached out to me with a hand, and it became a six.

“Put the hook.”

(viii)

The moment I heard that I was going to fish in the pond, my face was very strange, looking at me with a deep, mysterious look.

I took the baby and left, and he pulled my sleeve.

I couldn’t wait to go back to him as if I were asking him what you meant.

His lips moved, and he wanted to say something, and finally he said, “I’ll go with you.”

At the end of the pool, I took off the big sleeves I had on the outside, rolled the skirts to the waist, tied the knots, put the cuffs on and ready to go for it.

As a result, a pebble was thrown, and a fish jumped out of the water, and the next second, a dagger flew out and nailed the jumping fish to the false mountain.

I looked silently at the feet of my pants and the waist of my skirts, and a wind blew through and it was cold.

Goran’s little face wrinkled, staring at a fish crucified on a fake mountain, turning around quietly and putting his head in my arms.

He was waiting for us to exaggerate, and my chin almost went up in the sky, and I grabbed the kid with a complicated face and turned his back.

“Not… aren’t we going to eat fish?”

When he asked that, his tone was a few words.

I looked at him, I didn’t speak, and I was still holding the child in front.

And the next moment, my feet were off the ground, and I looked up, and I found him with a face on his face, and I grabbed him with my kids. I can’t get cold, I can’t walk without my feet.”

And We raised our heads and saw him in a tight chin, and touched my eyes, and turned away from his face.

What we’re saying is… this guy really has amazing arms.

(ix)

Big Barb sent me back to the ground and told her to get me a new laundry.

He’s sorry, “Well, I have important things to take care of right away and I’ll be with you next time.”

Oh, my God.

He doesn’t have a grandma at home. See if he’s ever coming home.

Have I ever been so bad? It’s not enough to walk out of a wall and ruin someone’s family?

“Go, go, go. Don’t delay business.”

I’m talking like this, but I’m feeling sorry for this woman who hasn’t waited for her husband to come home.

I really didn’t mean to ruin your family, but I was born to be charming.

Wait.

I’m not really a venomous woman.

You listen to me.

More tea.

X

The maid was told not to let me run on my bare feet, not to put some cold water on me.

Home by the sea, just the wide.

My husband won’t mind me, really.

When I eat at night, I drink the greasy ginger of chicken soup, remembering the words of the day-gown, and ask my husband, “Did I have any illness when I had a child?”

He chewed twice in his mouth, swallowing all the food in his mouth, and said, “It’s not like he fell from having a baby, he’s sick from childhood, he can’t get cold, he can’t take care of himself.”

Since childhood… infirmity?

I reached out a hand, gently pressed the table, and then took it away.

I’ve left a complete handprint on the desktop, half a finger deep.

I turned my head, looked at my husband, shrugged my shoulder, and asked him silently: “Is this the way a man is sick?”

The face of the husband, gradually cracks.

(xi)

Well, I gave myself credit for being young and weak and sick.

No cold, no cold water.

Well, I guess there’s no one to say anything about my cooking.

He did not object, but he had a bitter face and, after urging me not to work so hard many times, accepted this fact with great difficulty, and when I invited you to the table to taste my work, he took every bite of the food I wanted to put in my mouth and put it in my bowl.

Soon after the meeting, he piled a hill in his bowl.

Hey, naughty.

It turns out there’s more naughty.

The three of us at the table were eating wine and singing, and the bat came in and lifted our table.

Göran just caught a piece of meat and threw it in his mouth, and then the table was lifted up and the meat flew, and he cried, and he jumped in my arms.

Hey, my temper!

I stood up in my arms with the child, without fear, and looked at the great bat, “What do you mean?”

After my husband’s breath and his complex expression of his lips, his face was embarrassed: “I misunderstood.”

“A misunderstanding? It’s over. You pay for it.”

Da Palaña’s desire to stop, to stop, and to stop, has been entangled for half a day, and has entered the kitchen, making fire, cut vegetables, spoons and palettes.

When he came into the kitchen, his face was covered with “I’m a bad man,” but it’s hard to see the way he does when he cooks, his sleeves up, his tight arms out of the line, my favorite spicy chicken.

Well, it doesn’t make sense that I used to love him.

Once again at the table, I fed a spicy chicken to Goran, and my chopstick was caught in a chopstick: “How can a child eat this?”

I slapped off his chopstick and stuffed the chicken in the Golan’s mouth: “You know shit, that’s life.”

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

“Don’t look at the kid, she’s like me, the general door why do I feel like I’m the maid?” And I said this, and I was wondering, and I was suddenly interrupted by the barad, and I thought, “You’re pretty strong, and I’ll eat up.”

Don’t you dare!

I quickly joined the food-grabbing army.

It’s really better than me.

(xii)

After he had eaten, he took the child to his nap, and I was kept in the presence of the Barracuda, who said he was going on a walk.

Walking, the obituary suddenly asked me, “Well, I’ve been too busy, and I’m afraid I’m going to break my promise, and I can’t come to you every day. Do you have anything you want to say to me, I’ll meet you.”

And I thought about it, and I said, “There’s nothing. There’s nothing at home. It’s just a little boring. But it’s okay. I’ll let your husband take me out in the afternoon.”

When I heard that I wanted my husband to take me out, he took his eyes out and his teeth were tight, and he was like, “It’s only after seven nights that a woman who has no skills can go out with him. A woman who has skills can let him take his children home and go out with his lover.” Haven’t you ever heard of a flower?

Well… logical score.

“I’ll go with you, okay?”

The tartar grafted my shoulder, whispered in my ear, and the sound of a magnetic line fell into my heart.

“Hold on, it’s so sticky.”

I pushed him in front of my neck: “Well, who makes me so attractive, let’s let him down.”

And when the Big Bob smiled, he came up in a few steps and grabbed my waist: “You’re actually the winner of Moanmen.”

“The skin is shallow, not. All I’m talking about is the winner? And ice cream, fried shattering, sugary fruit sweets…”

Well, there’s no way.

No matter how many sweets I eat, my waist is so thin, it’s so thick, it doesn’t have any skin, it doesn’t look like a baby.

Not at all.

I have a few white marks on my abdomen.

It must have been God’s fear that I would be too envious to leave me a few marks to hide.

Must be.

(xiii)

Pig cage, late but late.

Ugh.

I knew that, as a woman, it would not be so easy in this world to enjoy the good of all.

A couple of black men pointed their swords at me, and the swords of fury shivered: “Where is your shame? So you can pretend that nothing happened?”

It’s over.

I know. They’re all from the Grandmothers of Taipa, and they’re going to take me to hell today.

All I can do is try to hit the eye: “No one wants this.”

“You still have a face to say?” The man was so angry and his eyes were as red as blood, “Have you no heart? Are you not afraid that their spirits will come after you?”

Is this… is this woman back to the west? It’s hard to end when people die.

I laughed at them, “What do you want me to do?”

When you talk, you push Goran behind me.

But they noticed my little move, a whip on the ground next to me: “All tied up! Take it away!”

It seems that it was only at this point that he noticed that someone had broken into his home, and I saw him coming out and he was so busy saying, “Go back, you’re not their opponent.”

Hey, how do I know he’s no match?

And the first masked man said to him in a very familiar way, “How come we’re here? We’re done there?”

His husband walked three or two steps to the man and he was suffocated: “Hey, there’s an idea that’s hard, and it’s a little late. Let’s go. It’s locked.”

Together with them?

Right.

I’m sure your husband was not satisfied with me for a long time, and you’re going to have to talk to me and her.

I looked at the face of my husband, but he turned his face. Not looking at me.

My father-in-law, who was such a gentle man, who could not bear to see my swordsmen, or who could not bear to look me in the eye and say a word.

I held on to the shivering Goran, and I said, “Okay, don’t get mad, I’m coming with you.”

And the big man put a knife around my neck: “Don’t play with me.”

Ugh.

There can be no more tolerance and trust among these people.

I’m feeling myself, and the blade is coming in one inch hard, slitting my throat and leaving a piece of blood.

Come on, I’ll walk.

(xiv) 4.22 Updates I thought the next process was pig cages, watersides, sunk ponds.

Who could have thought that these guys were trying to resist horses, traps, and… cannons.

That’s ridiculous.

Not far away, I can see that there’s an extraordinary image of fire and smoke, and that the tarp is covered in a yellow, yellow coat, riding a tall horse, holding a sword in his hand and shouting, “Don’t touch her!”

Homeflowers chose to leave me, only wildflowers and conscience. It’s not easy to remember me, it’s not easy.

At this very moment, my daughter’s neck is covered with a knife: “Go, light the cannon, don’t light the gun, she dies.”

I didn’t expect that this little problem of being a bodyguard would one day fall on me.

The red-clothed cannon weighs 400 pounds, and the barrel has my waist on it, so it goes down in one shot, and the tarpaulin is dead.

I have been silent for a long time, looking at the tears of the young eyes of Goran, and looking at the undisguised cold look on his face, without knowing what to say.

When he gave me the children, he was always angry.

Turns out all the gentle things can be false.

I made the same mistake as all men.

I chose to keep it small.

Goran was four years old, and she could have had a good day tomorrow.

I was pressed with a knife, polished and lit.

The fuses were lit, and the shorter, the cannons were being turned on to the large bazooka, which was not far away.

Black men and my brother-in-law covered their ears and waited for the shells to fire.

And at this moment We took the knife from our necks, and turned back with a knife, the chest of a middle man.

The fuze will burn out, the fire will shine, I will use all my energy, and I will put my hand on the gun, and the hard-boiled creature will drive this big thing out of the way. When it was pushed in half, the shell came out, and the huge recoil and cannon blew up my head and the whole body fell on the floor.

At this moment, I think of a lot of things.

(xv)

I don’t think so. I don’t think so.

How could I forget who he was? A dragon robe, yellow and yellow.

I call him the Great Barbadian, but he is the son of this day, and he is the supreme king.

How could I not know that my husband was actually a eunuch?

He wears a purple convertible, holds the dust in his hand, always humbles, always humbles, always humbles, as a child’s companion, with hard work, and shuts up, “Once.”

How could I not know that Goran is not really my daughter?

He and I were on our way to Kyoto, pregnant for three months, no more.

I thought nothing.

I thought we had kids.

Until he stepped on my brother’s body to the throne.

Until our family was destroyed and the Nine clans were destroyed.

How could I not know that I had no pregnancy tattoo on my stomach?

He’s blocked my news, but I know it all.

The head fell on the floor at 319 of the family’s feet, with blood soaking through the executioner’s high tower, slashing the executioner’s arm and breaking the blade of the blade.

That day I cut myself in the abdomen, and I thought I was going to die, but he also forced the pharmacies with a knife, so they had to save me.

The Imperial Doctors kneeled in line at my fall, crying for me to live, begging for mercy from the Queen’s Lady, for they also have wives and children, so don’t try to die with one heart.

I survived.

There can be no more children.

He held me and said it’s okay, his child, only my mother.

I just want to laugh.

It’s just a pity for the wives who were left behind.

Goran was like me.

About her mother, she was born like me.

It’s hard for him to make such a kid and make me happy.

(xvi)

Since the time of my caesarean section, my palace has been heavily covered with soft mats.

I’ll never see the ring again.

Even a bath, it’s a shallow waterbasket that the ceremonial woman washes and doesn’t dare let me get in enough water to drown.

He wants to see me.

I can’t see you.

Until then, I went crazy and called Chen Big Bro, and called him Tai Pao.

But he’s been keeping an eye on me.

I’m going to the pond to fish for the kid. He’s afraid I’ll sink myself.

I’ve come a long way to cook. They’re afraid I’ll poison my food.

I said I wanted to go out on the afternoon. He was afraid I wouldn’t come back.

He knew Chan was not my opponent.

I used to hold a bow and ride a horse.

I shot this mountain with him.

How could I not know that the black men, who were not sent by the mother-in-law to capture my kinsman, were rebels against his tyranny?

I’m the daughter of the Fang family. I’m a traitor to the Fang family.

They hate me.

They should hate me.

(xvii)

When we were young, with the rebellion of the late Emperor, one day, one day, we slept in a camp in the wild, eating meat and eating meat.

When there was chaos in the world, and no one knew whether to return it to the generals who went forth today.

The first Emperor was not yet king, much less he had no money for His Royal Highness, and his tail was just like my father’s. He begged him to teach him how to lead the war. He felt like he was riding a tall horse.

When I was a kid, I crawled around with the boys, and my dad always told me who would marry me, and he always said he would.

I’m always saying, “I don’t know.”

But I can’t really imagine who I’d marry but for him.

By the time we get married, he’ll be a prince.

I became a princess, but I didn’t think the day was different.

But it’s different.

The first Emperor is dead, the new Emperor is in place, and he’s out of control.

He doesn’t like it.

He won’t.

He didn’t want to sit around and die.

When he rebelled, I thought my father and brother could be on our side.

But I was wrong.

They fought until the last minute, and their blood was spilled, and they became a nightmare for my life.

Qingshan is fortunate to be loyal.

Then what am I?

I’ve got a face sitting next to him.

The throne.

It’s the blood of my father and my brother, and it’s the heads of thousands of loyal men who roll over.

I’m crazy.

Why should I live in the world without being mad?

And why should I live with this brother who is fratricidal and bloodless and who sacrificed everything for the sake of power?

XVIII

I actually woke up again.

It’s normal to act, to be light, and even to drink two bowls of chicken gravy.

He was happy like a child, laughing at his mouth, crying in his eyes, shivering his hand in my hair, trying to hold me, but not being able to say, “Just wake up,” “just wake up.”

I asked him, where’s Goran?

He says the baby’s fine. It’s just the sound of the cannon. The nurse’s got it.

He also told the eunuch to bring Goran to me.

I shook my head, I said no, and asked him, “He’s hurt. The gun, it’s a little off, but it’s still coming out.”

When he saw me care about myself, he took my hand in his heart and said, “I’m good, I’m good.”

And I asked him, “Chen Jong is dead?”

He stopped.

His throat was rolling twice, and it was hard to say, “Yes, Chen Chung… was stabbed by you and killed on the spot.”

I asked him again, “Who is Chen Chung?” I don’t know where I’m going, why did I choose to be with the princess?”

And he smiled, and he finally made sure that I was not crazy anymore, and his lips swung and he said, “It was my negligence.”

I touched his hair, as I did 10 years ago, and I smiled and said to him, “Be careful later.”

And his face changed, and he looked at that bowl of redter chicken gravy in front of me. Where’s the doctor? The queen has a three-and-a-half, and I…

I held his hand and held his dizziness, and I laughed, “Come on, these hysteria are the best in the world. Kill them all. Who’s gonna show you a headache? You want a monk? You’ll be stupid if you eat too much.”

He’s in a hurry, shaking and holding my shoulder, and rubbing the blood out of my seven-tips with his bare hands: “Well, don’t talk like that, you scold me, and you hit me. I’d love you to kill me, don’t talk to me like that, I’m afraid.”

I splattered my mouth with blood, splattered his chest with dragons and reded the head.

In fact, when I used my body to push the 400-pound red coat cannon, I felt that my bones and my organs were in pain.

It’s really hard.

It’s not that young anymore.

I can’t stand this.

And he held me in his arms, and said, “Beware, do not go.”

The doctors came crawling in one by one, and I swayed at him, saying, “The healer can’t cure life.” Let them live.

I said when I died, remember to wipe the blood off my face and let Goran see me last.

The baby’s still young. You’ll be scared to see what I look like.

I seem to have heard it coming from afar.

Birds squeal, and you chase me through the sun.

His tears were in my face, and my eyes were down.

My thoughts went back a decade ago, when we were little and we didn’t know anything.

Fu Myung-yun was my teacher, and now he’s honoured by killing me and taking the throne.

But he’s such a respected emperor, a good man who doesn’t get old, who’s going to have trouble with a four-year-old girl.

He said that the Goran child, who can’t stay, will be a scourge sooner or later.

Seriously.

He said those words, and I’m not surprised.

Because I’m the same person.

It’s venomous, it’s a habit of cutting off roots. Either do it or do it.

Is this because I’m so strong and so cold?

On the contrary.

It’s because I’m guilty.

I can’t get them back. I can only kill them.

I can’t forget the look on his face.

And I can’t forget my uncle’s hysterics, “the traitor.”

In the middle of the night, I always stayed cold sweating, sitting up, looking around the night, feeling like I had a pair of hateful and despised eyes everywhere, and I felt like I heard that sound again and again.

I can’t even look in the eye for a long time.

Because those eyes are just like Uncle Fong.

I can’t bear it. I’m sick.

What about me?

I’m finally on this supreme throne and I’m finally wearing this yellow robe.

But I’m not. I doubt it. I look normal.

I can’t remember how I got to the ground.

Rebellion again, stunning the Nine.

For years, such stories, too many.

Let me see. There’s a little girl in the group of people waiting to be killed.

God damn it.

She’s with, like.

I could have had a child if it was me.

About the same as her.

I asked the executioner to release her and bring her back to the palace.

She saw her family dying, and was afraid of me.

But she’s not afraid.

Because she looks really like her mother.

Her mother, who was a close sister, had never seen her child.

Taifu wouldn’t leave her because he suspected the child was the seed of my sister and my brother.

After all, they were married to each other, as they were with me.

The family is in great power, and the marriage of an unpopular prince can be entered into the main palace, no.

It’s just, my machine’s full, my father.

Have you ever thought that you’re still the daughter of Fang’s family?

It’s just, you don’t have to worry about the seating.

I’ve killed my family, Father.

Because they help your good son, they say I’m a thief.

He kept saying that Goran was a child who could not hold her as a raft…

And I slightly interrupted him and asked him, “The Queen is gone, do you have to cut off this last thought?”

It took a long time for the face to snap.

He thinks I shouldn’t have anyone’s feelings, human vulnerability.

He’s wrong.

After the Queen died, the people asked me to choose the show.

A little girl with a beautiful bouquet, one by one, to the palace.

Good.

These girls, one by one, are white as snow.

Unlike her, she’s been running around, tanned on her face, and she’s always feeling like she’s dumped.

These girls, one at a time, they’re like onions.

Unlike her, when a gun was staggered, his palms were cocooned, his hands were so strong, he called me an impeccable one.

These girls, one at a time, whispered.

Unlike her, I’ve never been so big, I’ve had such a high voice, I’ve had such a big shot at the table, I’ve had such a hard time yelling at you.

These four-sea States, we’re on the same side.

She’ll never be there again.

I was a man before she left.

After she left, I was just an emperor.

Alone.

Alone.

Alone.

♪ Look at Zhu Sung-bei, finish ♪

As a child, I saved a kid.

After more than a decade, the kids came to the door and went into the room.

“Sister, since you’re in charge, you’re in charge. I’m sorry.

I thought I’d kill this dead baby myself.

But as time passed, I realized that I felt guilty about him and that there was love…

I can see ghosts and put them on ordinary people. It’s probably something I can do.

But I was born a ghost-hunting family, and our family can see ghosts with their eyes, even a blind man. Our family has a great sense, so it’s not worth it.

The family of the exorcists, by name, has the duty to cast off demons and kill the spirits.

My parents and I belong to this family.

Because my father was weak and scared to death. My mom was a normal person, and my best wish was to be a normal person.

I’m not afraid of ghosts. I’m just afraid of trouble. I’ve been yelling and screaming all day, and I haven’t told you anything, have I?

I’m here as a guest at my uncle’s. Aunt Tang just gave birth to a lovely baby. We’re here to deliver the red bag. My uncle’s family is different from my family, he and Aunt Tang are gifted from the ghost family, and they have a star exorcist with a belief in good and evil!

Everyone talks about his name around the new baby. I sat on the sofa with my legs on my legs, eating cherries and watching Girl Scout.

My eyes were on the TV and the sailor moon turned and my hands were searching for cherry in the fruit plate. Suddenly I felt a cold-shaped object with a finger, and I looked down and saw a little hand with no blood. On cherries, it looks like two or three-year-olds have such big hands and it’s particularly white with red cherries.

A chilly moment climbs my back, and every hole in my body opens up and breathes.

That hand was held back by me for a second, and then it shrunk back. I saw a scary eye under the sofa of a single man on the left hand, with a little animal watch.

He’s too scared to hide in a ghost-hunting house.

I’ve seen it in a restaurant, and you’re still in the mood of teasing newborns, and you can’t afford to take care of it. I kicked the sofa, “Come on, this is not your place. I’m sorry.

I couldn’t see it, but the cold never disappeared. The other side didn’t move, fell under the couch. Maybe you don’t know who you’re talking about.

I took two cherries to reach the gap under the sofa, and said, “Son, I’m doing it for you.” Everyone but my parents can tear you apart. Why don’t you go get something to eat? As long as you don’t hurt people, the Hulk family won’t find you. I’m sorry.

Little hands take the cherries at a speed I can’t see. And then the eyes disappeared.

As it leaves, my body warms. And then I clap my hands and watch TV and forget this little episode.

I’ve had ten or eight ghosts every day since I was a kid. As a general rule, I choose to ignore the fact that the well is free from the river. Occasionally, it’s just a nosy, helping out with the ghosts in crisis. It’s like a double agent.

“Yi, fourth voice,” you come down. Uncle is calling me.

My toes picked my slippers, and I ran, “What for? I’m sorry.

“Why don’t you name your brother? Aunt Tang spoke softly and softly, and came down to show me the little baby in her arms. I saw a fat little face smiling at me.

“How can this work? She’s a kid. My mother has to turn me down.

“What’s wrong with that? It’s a code name. I’m sure you’re smart enough to name your brother! Hold me up, hold me in my arms, let me hold his neck, “You say anything.” I’m sorry.

Isn’t that hard for a guy who just got a kindergarten diploma? I thought, “My dad said I was the first kid in the Lin family, so I called him Lin Siu. I’m sorry.

Everybody’s looking at each other and laughing. My dad picked me up from my uncle’s arms and pinched my nose. I’m sorry.

Aunt Tang thought for a moment, “It’s actually nice to hear from Xiaojun. The verbs of the forest are added. An arrow, a knife, like a sister. His name is Ringo. I’m sorry.

Thanks to Aunt Tang, it’s going to get me back. I love Aunt Tang. She and my uncle are a gentle, brave, handsome, talented and wonderful couple.

I look at the pink, soft-faced face and think that our little Lingo will grow up to be a decent heavenly son!

Thirteen years later, I just turned 18. My father walked into the house with Ringo, and I was curious to see this young man with his wounds.

“This is Ringo, and he’ll be your own brother. “Daddy’s eyes are full of grief, and Ringo’s face is flat.

The Persian cat I’m carrying raised his hair and screamed at Ringo as if he were the enemy. Ringo slowly turned his head and took a look at Arthur.

As a high school student, he was short and he had dry water on his hair. A white shirt that clearly does not fit seems to be empty on its body. There are some unknown pink spots in the face and in the arm of the wide coat, like some kind of allergie. In some places, he was caught bleeding and sprouts.

That’s not very nice. I can’t connect to that pink, soft kid.

And yet, with the greatest kindness, I held Ringo’s hand, and said: “Hello, I am Lin, your sister, remember? I’m sorry.

He threw my hand away like an electrocution, and his eyes were bare naked. He said, “Go away. I’m sorry.

My mom pulled me over to my chest, “How’s this kid…”

She’s not finished, it’s like she’s worried.

Later, I accidentally overheard a conversation from my parents that my uncle and Aunt Tang had been murdered by the spirits and killed in their homes.

For some reason, those evil spirits did not kill Ringo but merely took him away and imprisoned.

With blood and blood in mind, the elders saved Ringo. Put him in foster care at my house after ethnic consultation.

It’s very dangerous to be a ghost exorcist. In order to avoid being “one-size-fits-all” people are mostly alone, and they don’t come together without big things. I haven’t seen the family since Ringo was born.

I’ve heard from my father that my uncle’s been busy with a Psychic Exorcism program.

It is to divide all the spirits into three-six-nine, and to help them with the virtues of good and good, and to monitor and manage in vain, and to do evil in many ways.

Compared to the previous ghost-hunting, Aunt Tang’s advice saves both human and material resources and gives a good ghost a happy outcome. I’m in favour of both hands and feet.

But there is no doubt that this plan will place the ghost-hunting family in a more dangerous situation.

This pond used to be big fish eating little fish, little fish eating shrimp. No fish fish, no shrimp, no fish, no fish, no fish, no fish.

That’s how Uncle Tang and Aunt Tang got killed.

Ringo lives in my house and is restless. He likes to mess with those things. Almost a few days later, he came back with a lot of injuries. The wounds are deep and groaning, and they are the work of ghosts.

Mother told me in private that Ringo was a natural, ugly, ghost-like person and that he had been told that his parents had died.

Moreover, as a result of the change of his parents, he had a temperate temperament, extreme behaviour, aggressiveness and vulnerability.

My mother couldn’t resist the family decision to adopt him, but she repeatedly told me to stay away from him.

“That’s a natural evil. You stay as far away from him as you can.” “Mommy’s eyes are full of disgust.

When I was a kid, Aunt Tang gave me sweets and he held me high and round. I can’t accept them leaving, let alone Ringo. He’s just exaggerating. I think it’s up to the sister to discipline him.

After he had returned from another incident outside, I pushed the door to the Ringo room with a medical box, and Arthur followed me with grace.

Here’s a groceries room in the basement. He came in haste, my mother did not plan well, and there was a bad smell in the room. I left the door open, trying to spread something.

There’s no light in the room and there’s something about blood coming into my nose. Cerser’s eyes are glowing in the dark, and it is not sure whether it has found the location of Ringo in a keen manner.

But I’m not Arthur. I don’t have the ability to identify people in the dark. So I turned the light on.

Ringo in bed, no covers. The sudden light brought him out of his hand to cover his eyes. One hand lift, that dirty T-shirt shrunk to the waist and showed a thinner waist.

“Get out, I don’t want to say it again. He buried his head in his pillow and said,

“Where is it today? “I have a bad temper, but pity for him makes me take my place as a good sister.”

He still didn’t talk to me, turned his back on me and went back to sleep. I pulled his hand and he snored and took a breath.

“I’m not a gentle girl. You have to suffer less. Better cooperate with me. I’m sorry.

I thought he’d struggle, but Ringo was smarter than I thought he was, and he’d leave me alone. When I put down the last wound on his back, he grabbed my hand and leaned towards me: “I’m a natural bad boy, you’re not afraid of me?” I’m sorry.

I know he must have heard what my mother told me, and I didn’t dare to provoke him, pretending to be okay, and I knocked on his head with the cotton bar in the medical box. I am your sister! Who is afraid of who?”

Ringo stopped and slowly let go of my hand back to the back of the bed. I’m sorry.

“I don’t remember. I named you anyway. So you’ll listen to me later. I’m sorry.

“Okay. Just listen to you. Ringo’s son replied, with a smile on his lips.

Under a dazzling lamp, his eyebrows are slightly picked, and long and thick eyelashes cast a shadow over his eyes, and a dim, dark eyebrow is in his eyes as a result of thinness.

Although the five officials have not yet fully grown up, they have revealed their invisibility, together with the sick feeling on his body, pale and lazy, which is now a popular demonic look.

I don’t like that look. My mom told me that the boy and girl look is not for sure.

I like the boy called Shushu, a fine and warm boy who always bathes in the sun.

Shushu is my senior at the same university. He’s one year older than me. At school, you’re a big fan. Homes are superior, humble and very talented. The girls that were chasing him behind his ass were counting, and of course I was one of them.

I didn’t intend to put these in perspective. Sometimes you like someone and you know it.

It’s not true. It’s not true. Ringo was more sensitive than usual, but in his teens he had learned to read.

I thought I had a great crush on him, and he looked like a fish in a transparent tank, and was in control.

He never forgets to beat me. “Though you say so much, even if he flips a brand one day, he doesn’t know when it’s your turn.” I’m sorry.

“It’s none of your business. What do you think of the emperor’s princess? She’s nice and clean and she never fucks a girl. I’m sorry.

“That’s even worse. You’re an elk brain. You’re not gonna do anything. I’m sorry.

“Linji, you don’t smell good, do you? I lifted up his ears and tried to teach him, but I didn’t think he’d squeezed his wrist, cut my hand upside down, and put my body on his pillow.

That’s when I realized that this kid was so thin, that he was a boy, that I grew five years old, that I couldn’t beat him.

“Don’t put your mind on someone else. The sound of children’s shadows behind them, the sound of the scenes, the sound of anger, more like an order.

Kids are strange possessions.

“Ache…” And I squeezed my voice, and his hand did relax.

I grab a hole, I break his hand and jump on his bed and hold his pillow and smash it on him. Don’t fix you, my sister’s done nothing. I’m sorry.

Ringo symbolically stopped me with his hand twice, without really stopping me, and with a hidden smile in his eyes.

I’ve known this young boy who looks like he’s been playing around. Only then will he reveal a little bit of truth that belongs to his age.

I accidentally kicked him in the arm. He fell on the wood floor, and the whole person strangled and showed a terrible look.

“Why? Don’t touch the china. I’ve just kicked it very gently. I’m sorry.

He grabbed his neck and couldn’t breathe, and it looked like asthma.

I couldn’t wait, so I rolled around to hold his head, so he could breathe a little bit, “What is wrong with you?”

The “medicine…” his fingertips have begun to tan, and his fingers are shaking to the bottom of the bed.

I lay down on the ground and held my hand under the bed and looked around, so I could hardly touch a bottle-shaped thing, and I was happy to look under the bed.

It scares my soul, and a red-blooded eye looks at me under the bed!

Its bloodless face suddenly splits into five petals, each of which has sharp teeth, and which flows out of red. The petals came down at me with the mask of the bottle, and I screamed.

Ringo, who had been lying on the ground dying, seemed to have reacted, holding me from behind and dragging me out, and whispering a spell I could not understand.

I heard a whisper, and then something stuck to the ground, and it disappeared. I’m still shivering, and Ringo keeps my hand up.

I have two deep blood holes on the back of my hand, a toothmark left by that monster, and my hands are tight on his bottle.

Ringo took the medicine from me and took it on his own, and then I sat on the floor with the scary look of my position.

“I’m sorry…” He’d like to reach out and hug me.

But I looked at him like I saw the ghost.

“Don’t come over. What was that? Why did you bring those things into the house? I’m sorry.

Faced with my retreat, his hands were frozen in the air and he shrunk back, “That’s my kid. I’m sorry.

I don’t know where he got the strength from. The unharmed hand threw a loud slap at him, so loud it scared me.

“You can’t bring this shit back to my house! I’m sorry.

I didn’t realize that I used to say “our home” in my mouth, and my subconscious went back to my house.

It’s my home, not you, Ringo.

“Don’t you have to be with me every day, too? You said you weren’t afraid.

He’s got me all worked up, “You can’t take your life seriously, but don’t joke about my whole family. How old are you? Do you have that control over kids? I’m not the Virgin. I took you in because I pity you. But that doesn’t mean you can do anything in my house! I’m sorry.

I didn’t know what I was talking about at that moment. My hands hurt and I’m angry. All I wanted to do was hit him in the worst terms.

We’re blood and blood. I know how to treat him. I know how to hurt him.

Ringo pushed me to the bed and grabbed me by the neck with both hands in anger.

At first I thought he was just acting, but as his men grew stronger. I was scared, and I wanted to shout, but I couldn’t, and my hands kept scratching him.

“Do you think that the comfort you like can save you now? “You can only beg me.” Please, I’ll let you go. I’m sorry.

I was scared to keep my eyes open, and he was much scarier than I thought. Not only can he see my thoughts easily, but he can kill me at any time.

“I… won’t… please… yours. “My face is red because of a lack of oxygen and I’m trying to squeeze it out of my teeth.” We look at each other and stand up to each other, and no one will step back.

Arthur jumped out of nowhere, opened his mouth to Ringo’s arm, and bit him hard.

Ringo ate the pain and finally let go of my neck, and I left, and I couldn’t stop. Pick up Arthur and crash out of the basement.

I don’t know where to go, or should I tell my parents about this? If Ringo were to be thrown out of my house, he would probably become a more inescapable street boy. I couldn’t bear to think of Uncle Tang and Auntie Tang.

I ran back to college, which was close to home, and I didn’t live there. As a result, there are no dormitories to go back to and sit on the school’s lake bench.

I was surprised when I met him. After all, on a snowy day like this, we’re all convulsed in a dormitory and who wants to sit outside?

“What can I do to help you?” I’m sorry.

I looked up and saw him, and I cried.

If you had a secret lover experience, you’d probably understand what I was thinking. The head is broken, the hair is undisturbed. You can’t let a man like you see my uglyness!

I started drying my tears, and I sorted out my hair, trying to hold on to the thick cry, “I’m fine…”

He saw the wounds on the back of my hand and asked softly, “Do you need to call the police?” I’m sorry.

“No need! It’s… it’s from Arthur. I’m referring to the cat in my arms.

I’m sorry, Cersei. It’s your turn. I can’t tell him it was a ghost, can I? I’m the one who got sent to the police station.

I don’t know if he believed me. He just sat down with me and handed me his cup of coffee and paper with a full latte in it. I’m sorry.

I’ve picked it up in my heart, and I don’t mind if you drink it. Drink better, we count indirect kisses. I’m so ashamed.

I’m still thinking about it, and he introduced himself to me, “I’m the sweet word of the junior college of economics. I’m sorry.

I knew it! Your name has been written hundreds of times in every one of my textbooks.

“I’m from New Year’s School of Medicine, Lin. Swimming. * I’m in the middle of something and I’m *

“Limbow”? Very special words. I know a little friend named Ringo. “It’s so nice to mention Ringo, and I’m surprised.

“Why do you know him? Ringo is my brother. I’ve been snuggling, and I’ve been saying this.

“My cousin is in the same class as him, and every day after school, the girl keeps Ringo’s name on her lips. It’s hard not to remember…” It’s funny to say that it’s obvious that these thoughts of the little girls are childish to him.

I didn’t really want to talk about him, so I shut up.

Shuu didn’t ask me what happened tonight. Sitting with me in peace, he saw that I did not want to go home for a while, and he turned over his book with a weak light on the side of the road.

When I finally got cold enough to offer to go home, he closed up his book as if it was just someone who happened to sit here with me all night.

Take off his red wool scarf from his neck and wrap it around my neck.

Very few boys can handle the red scarf, but soothing is one. He’s very well surrounded, like a shining fire in the snow.

I know that he saw the strangulations on my neck, but he did not ask any questions, but said, “Don’t forget to wear a scarf in the snow. I’m sorry.

Everyone had curiosity, and I wouldn’t blame him if he asked me. But I appreciate his good upbringing. Instead of being pursued in the name of concern, I was kindly offered a way out.

“I’ll pay you back tomorrow. “I was pushing for soft scarfs around my neck.

“No, it’s yours. I’m sorry.

He offered to send me home, but I didn’t want Ringo to see him. So the euphemism declined. He told me to be safe, so he left.

Watching under the streetlights, he’s moving away in a black coat, and I don’t know where the courage came from, and I stopped him: “Hey! I’m sorry.

He turned his head and looked at me with a little doubt, and there was silence for a few seconds. He was not impatient.

I took a deep breath and pulled out the pen from my pocket. Before he handed me a list of numbers on a cup of coffee that I had already been drinking, and ran and handed them into the mouth, “This is my cell phone number. I’m sorry.

His eyes look like they’re smiling, and he’s gentle with the stars, “Well. I know. I’m sorry.

He took the paper cup that wrote my number and saw me leave.

Perhaps because of the relief of words, I was in a state of confusion and even began to reflect on whether I had spoken to Ringo before.

After all, he was a child, a child with blood on his hands.

I saw Ringo sitting on the stairs at the door when I took Arthur to the door.

I don’t know how long he sat, and a thin snowflake had been on his hair. He’s been burying his head like he was asleep.

My footsteps shocked him, and Ringo raised his head, and the snow on his hair fell, hanging on his long eyelashes. His eyes are dark and dark, and he can’t see the bottom or the mood.

“I killed it. I’m sorry.

I know he means that kid.

I opened my mouth and wanted to apologize to him, and he turned around and walked into the house like he didn’t see me. The one I didn’t say I was sorry, and it was cluttered in the snow and the wind.

When I returned to my room, I took the scarf from my neck and folded it in the closet just in the middle of it.

The phone on the desk vibrated and a message came from strangers.

“Are you home safe? I’m sorry.

My heart’s beating, so I kept this number and I ordered the sign. I almost forgot to return the message.

That night we talked through the phone to the end of the night and I fell asleep with my cell phone.

The following day, I chose a white scarf of my own that covered the bruised finger marks on my neck.

At breakfast, Mom asked me why I wear a scarf at home.

Ringo was having a porridge, and I explained that he had a cold last night, that he was cold at home and coughed a few times. Mom didn’t say much.

That’s how it turned out.

I’ve been blessed with such a boyfriend. We have a common subject and a perfect fit. This has turned my heart into a little bit of gratitude for Ringo.

I was in the joy of my first love, and I did not notice Ringo, which had become darker and darker in the darkness.

When Shuu’s senior graduate, Ringo is 1st.

I was sent home after school that day. We’re talking about going after graduation.

He asked me what I was going to do later.

I said I wanted to stay here and be close to my parents to take care of the elderly.

I know the school gave him a place to study abroad at public expense. I don’t want to embarrass him, and no one is obliged to give up their ideas for someone else.

“Then I’ll go to the bank. H, the school called me OFFER before, and I’ve been hesitant. Since you want to stay here, I’ll stay with you. I’m sorry.

He didn’t hesitate to put me in self-doubt.

“Are you stupid? It’s not necessary to go abroad, but you are. I made up my mind to be with you. I’m sorry.

“Good. “It’s the first time that I feel that I’m the first person to say it in my heart.”

I’m the one who says it’s taller than my head, and I can’t stop jumping around his neck.

Through his shoulder, the remaining light of my eyebrow appeared in a familiar figure in a small alley by the school.

That’s Ringo. He was entwined with a crowd and clearly fell down.

Let me see, it’s not a group, it’s a ghost!

I’m surprised why he’s messing with this shit again. – You messing with me?

He found me suddenly silent and asked me, “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.

He said he wanted to turn his head. I was in a hurry to kiss my sweet head.

I don’t want him to see a picture like that, and I don’t know what I and Ringo are special about. We can see ghosts. It’s not worth showing off.

Now the scene looks to ordinary people, and Ringo looks like a madman fighting the air.

“Why are you so proactive today?” I’m sorry.

I’m blushing and I’m trying to figure out how to get rid of him and save Ringo. I’m going to the library. I’m sorry.

“I’ll stay with you. I’m sorry.

“No need. You can’t read. Go home! Don’t worry, I’ll take the bus back before dark. I have repeatedly assured him that I can protect myself.

To keep him from doubt, I went to the bus stop with Shuu. I’ve been watching his car drive away so I ran back to the alley.

And it was not more than ten minutes apart, but it was as if I had waited for a century, and were in a state of panic.

When I ran back to the alley, there was no one left. It leaves only a shocking blood trail.

Ghosts don’t bleed.

I stayed where I was.

At that time, a wife-in-law took her granddaughter through the alley.

They’re not human. A week ago, in the evening, there was a drunk car accident outside the school. A wife and her three-year-old granddaughter were killed instantly.

Since that day, I’ve seen my grandmother walk around with little girls at school.

The little girl is still a carefree girl. Ignoring the horrific wounds on her body is no different from any ordinary little girl on the street.

They are the most common spirits, and unless they are possessed by the living, they can only move around the place of death.

It’s peaceful for the grandkids. There’s no evil spirit. I got the courage to stop them.

“Grandma. Did you see a boy in a school uniform fighting here? I’m sorry.

“Sister, what’s the beautiful little brother?” He’s amazing. Five at a time! He’s the one who beat us up! I’m sorry.

“Eat it! I’m surprised.

Ghosts eat people or ghosts eat ghosts. But people eat ghosts…

Is this the way Uncle Xiao taught him to take away ghosts?

She covered the little girl’s mouth, told her not to talk, turned her back and said, “Who are you?” I’m sorry.

“I’m his sister. I’m sorry.

“Lingo’s a good kid. If you can, please take good care of him for us. I was surprised when my grandmother named Ringo.

Damn it. How does everyone know the name “Lingo”?

“We’re leaving. Thank him for us. After that, she took her granddaughter through the alley and disappeared in the sunset.

When I got home, I ran into the basement. I knew he wasn’t well.

There’s a lot of blood in the dark, wet basement. He fell on the edge of the bed, with his head pulled over his head and leaned against it. I took a deep breath and turned on the light to check his injuries.

A piece of meat was missing from his left arm, as though it had been bit by some kind of vicious beast, and it was a blur of blood. The head was hit somewhere, leaving a hole, but the blood had been condensed. There is a long scratch in the corner of the eye, which can be imagined to be a sharp fingernail of the devil.

I examined him all over the body, and Ringo was covered in bruises and blood, but not too bad. I went out to get the medical kit and he woke up when I came back.

Sometimes I’d rather see him fall asleep than be like a child.

The moment he looks at people makes me feel cold and afraid, and there is a strange sense of indebtedness.

Ringo sat up slowly and I reached out to help. He fell on his conscience and broke his already wounded arm.

Hiss… he bites down his lower lip and doesn’t cry out.

“Don’t hang in there… and I’ll put you on. I’m sorry.

Ringo grunts, “I’m dead or alive. I’m sorry.

“Lingo, I care about you. You don’t keep turning people away. Let me fix you up. I’m sorry.

Ringo died on his belly, staring at me in the middle of the day, sarcasm: “Do you care about me?” You. And when you saw me, you kissed him in the front of the school, without seeing him, and he said, “Scrambling.” Do you remember caring about me when you and he were sweet? I’m sorry.

Turns out he saw me. He must have wanted me to be by his side. But his famous sister just took a look and left with his boyfriend.

I know in Ringo’s eyes this is what it is.

I am right not to know how to explain what I was thinking at the time, but simply not to be seen as different. Anyway, I really shouldn’t have left him.

“I’m sorry it was my sister’s fault.” Can I fix you up first? If you want to get punished, you’ll have to wait until you’re hurt. I’m sorry.

“Go away. I’m an orphan, I don’t have a sister. I’m sorry.

Ringo’s mouth was strong, but he was sweating more and more on his forehead, strung a little bit on his stomach, and his lower lip was bitten with blood.

He’s about to die in a few minutes and I can’t bear to go back to him.

Drop the medicine box and I’ll just sit next to him and rip his wounded hand off.

The wounds were hidden and the blood turned off in an irregular manner, apparently bit off by the devil. It’s a good thing there’s special effects in the medicine box for this injury, or I don’t know how to handle it.

He struggled for a few moments and I finally had no strength to resist and I took over.

It’s actually just a child’s heart. The more he breaks loose, the more you hold him.

I’ve figured out how to deal with this kid this year.

I sprayed some special effects on the wound, and when the medicine hit the skin, a little bit of accelerosis came out, and the white foam went up on the wound.

The tear slowly recovered, leaving only one seemingly ordinary wound.

I put a bandage around it, and I got a nice bow.

The wounds to his head were only caused by the bumping of a concrete wall, and I took a tampons to wipe out his already condensed blood on his head a little bit, and I put it on a veil with a potion.

At least finish two of the worst-looking places, but he almost didn’t grind me to death with those tiny wounds, and he didn’t even want to cooperate with me.

I don’t care about him, running around like a hard-working bee.

That was the first time I changed a boy.

I saw Ringo’s body for the first time when his white shirt, which was already so dirty, fell off. At age 15, he was pale and thin, covered in bruises, like a child dying at any moment, and had a stubbornness of nine cows.

He was lying on his bed all the time, cruising his bellies.

I don’t know what’s going on, force his hands off. It was only then that he saw his abdomen blue and something rolled under his skin.

Without him, these things roll even harder, as if they were to break his skin at any time.

“Uh…” He finally groans.

It scares me a little. I think I’m guessing something, “This is the five devils. I’m sorry.

He nodded his head in the cold sweat, strangled and died even harder to hold his abdomen.

In the face of his pain, I panicked and wondered what else to do. He can only sit on the bed and hold his head, leaning softly towards his back and whispering the word “extraordinary” in his mouth, trying to make the devils stop.

Ringo held my hand, “Don’t push them!” I’m sorry.

“They’re better off, you’re better off. I’m sorry.

“I want them dead again in the worst way!” “Lingo has always been so paranoid, so desperate.

He grabbed my arm and bit it so hard.

“Ah, you’re a dog!” And I felt like I was struggling to see him weak again.

“Didn’t you say… confess to punishment? “I want you to hurt me.” I’m sorry.

“Here you go, you bite. * I put my hand to his mouth with two rows of deep teeth on my arm. * Who told me to be ashamed of him today?

But he did not bite, but he buried his face in my arms, with a small groan in his mouth.

The devils had some power, and had been in the belly of Ringo all night.

He fainted for a while and woke up like he didn’t feel the pain and looked dead in his eyes. Lying on my knees, staring straight at the dark ceiling, wondering what was in my heart.

Later, he told me that the little girl had been in place trying to say goodbye to her parents, so he took advantage of his body to say goodbye to her parents.

When the little girls had their last wish, he was going to go over them today. However, it was not expected that five evil spirits would be killed in the middle of the road, stopping the little girl and her grandmother.

Ringo and them are entangled and closed.

There is only one chance of being born, and when it is opened to life, they will never be able to be born again, and they will simply wander around the street, and when the spirits are exhausted, they will be scattered forever into the heavens and the earth.

“The five devils were invited by drunk drivers on crooked ways. He’s got a ghost in his heart.

“This son of a bitch! “I can’t help but swear and finally understand why Ringo insisted that the devils die in the most painful way, “but they are only used tools. “The worst is the heart…”

“Yeah. That’s why I’m going to make all the bad guys pay! “The black pupils of Ringo are luminous, and there are thousands of words that remain unspoken.

It was the closest night between me and Ringo, from body to heart.

I spent the hardest night with him when I was 20 years old.

That night he digested five evil spirits and built up another layer. His right eye has left a dim scratch because of my carelessness, making him even more glamorous and as the moment when all of our things changed.

Shuu said he was going to work at the bank and asked me out for dinner the night he got the offer. That’s the first time I’ve seen summer.

As soon as I entered the restaurant door, I saw two men sitting in a window in the hotel, and it seemed as if the summer was asking him for something to do with their arms shaking with their mouths.

She had a long curly hair, a pink hairbelt, and a few of the same fine five officials, and the undecorated childishness of her face made her look like a little doll.

As soon as I got to their position, the eyes of the summer began to shine, and I jumped up and hugged my arm and screamed, “Sweetie.” I’m sorry.

I blinked at her, “I’ve heard a lot about you.”

She knew I was trying to squirt her head. I’m sorry.

“Summer! @Ambassah: I’m sorry, but I’m sorry.

Shuya was a very careful man, and he saw me rarely mention Ringo. I don’t know why, but it is clear to me that my relationship with this brother is not good. He’s worried I’d be embarrassed by the request of summer, but I don’t care, but Ringo doesn’t have to sell it.

I looked at the watch, and Ringo didn’t eat at this time.

“I tried to make an appointment, but I didn’t promise he would come! I’m sorry.

Happy summer compared a “ok” gesture to me and Baba was watching me on the phone.

I called home. It was Mom. I heard Mom call his name, and then there was a bunch of drag-and-drops.

On the other side of the phone, there’s a cold voice from Ringo: “Why? I’m sorry.

“Lingo, have you eaten yet? I’m sorry.

“Not yet. I’m sorry.

“Come out and eat! I’m sorry.

A moment of silence over there, just as I had no hope, he suddenly asked, “Where? I’m sorry.

“True Gardens and Queens.”

“YES!” hangs up on the phone and can’t help but laughs in the sound of it, and smiles infected me and the words.

Shortly after, Ringo came running and pushed the door, and he saw the comforts and the summers and steps. All the faces went down in a moment, and they slowed down and put their hands in their pockets, “What are they doing here?” I’m sorry.

His response not only embarrassed me but also embarrassed me. I pulled him to sit next to me.

“I forgot to tell you, today your Shushu brother got the letter of admission to the bank and he invited us to dinner. You’re in your grade too, aren’t you? Let’s go out sometime. “I’m going to dress up and fight the roundabout.”

“What do you like to eat?” Be yourself. You’re welcome. I’m sorry.

Ringo didn’t buy anything. Stand up and get ready to go. I’ve been hanging out with him for a long time.

He saw nothing but cold, but he gave in, and he threw my hand away and said, “Why, I have to go to the toilet.” I’m sorry.

I’ve had a long breath. Turn your head like nothing else to say and eat first.

When Ringo came back, he ate very little. A fork turned around in his hand and didn’t eat any of the pasta.

It’s hard to get close to Ringo.

“What do you like to eat? I’m sorry.

“What are you reading? I’m sorry.

“What game do you play at home? I’m sorry.

Ringo kept his head down and he didn’t feel left in the air. But the questions she asked were really not in line with Ringo.

Because Ringo neither eats nor reads, nor touches the game.

I look at these two children who don’t know anything but help.

“Lingo. I’ll go to the bookstore with Shuu-sun after dinner. I’m sorry.

“Don’t go. “The fork in Ringo’s hand fell, showing a clear displeasure.

I can’t really laugh this time. What do you mean you always have a bad face? I’m sorry.

Quietly hold me down and signal me not to talk. I was just trying to give summer to a step down, and I was just gonna shut it down.

Ringo didn’t give us a face, and he stood up with a smile: “Lin Lin, would you like to push me out soon?” I won’t do what you want. I will haunt you all my life and keep you from resting.”

That last sentence, he was attached to my ear. The cold breath swiped my ears and made me cool.

Ringo’s pissed off. Summer to a little girl who couldn’t hang up and cried. It took me and Tweet a while to stop her tears.

And finally, at my insistence, the words of comfort came home with summer.

When I came home, I ran into Ringo at the bathroom and just took a shower. His hair is still ticking and watering. He thought I was the air and walked past me.

“Lingo, I don’t want to fight with you. But don’t you think you’ve gone too far today? You know she likes it…

My “you” was interrupted by Ringo before I finished: “Do you know it’s my birthday?” I’m sorry.

He never turned his head back and left me staring. He’s been in my house for over two years, and I never thought about it.

There may be no disappointment without expectations.

When Ringo got my call, he must have thought I had sent him to celebrate my birthday. And it turned out to be a nice school party, and I swooped and tried to set him up and summer.

Why do I screw up every time I want to do something for him? It can’t be worse.

I looked at the time, 10:30 p.m. An hour and a half before his birthday. Gotta do something.

I took the key out the door. A few laps up the street trying to find a place to buy cake. But at this point, all the cake chains are closed.

I ran five blocks and finally found an old shop in an alley. An old man sits in front of the door with a fan, and the simple sign drops red paint, and the word “bread” is hidden.

We wouldn’t even look at a bakery like this. But today the situation is urgent and there is only one change.

“Ajussi, do you have any cake? I’m sorry.

“Yes!” He took me to the store, pointing at a cake with four inches of ugly, dusty pink and a cream that melted fast, and showed no appetite.

“This is all?”

“Hmm. That’s all I can do. “Uncle smiled.

“Okay. Help me pack this. “I bought it hard-headed.

There’s not even a decent bag of paper in the store, and the old man took a red plastic bag with the words “business boom” on it.

I wonder if Ringo will eat.

I looked at the watch, it’s 11:30, and I’m not gonna make it to his birthday.

I ran home with the cake, 10 minutes before his birthday.

He’s in his bed. I don’t know if he’s asleep. He had to put the cake on his desk, whispering, “Happy birthday.”

He didn’t move, looks like he’s asleep.

“I’m not a good sister, but I really want you to be happy.” I’m sorry.

Say it gently out of his room.

When I woke up the next day, I found a broken cake on my bedside cabinet.

I laughed. This guy heard it last night.

I picked up the cake and bit it, and it tasted really bad.

When I went to the bathroom to wash, I found the door locked and there was a sound of vomit.

“What’s going on? I asked the mother who was having breakfast.

“I don’t know. Maybe he ate something dirty last night. Get up early in the morning and vomit. “Mother shrugged his shoulder, saying she didn’t know.

Three black wires pop up on my head. He didn’t eat anything last night in the Sunshine.

There was a storming sound in the bathroom, and Ringo came out in white.

I grabbed his arm and asked, with a little guilt, “Did you finish all the cake last night?” I’m sorry.

“Lin Jun, you did it on purpose! * He’s so mean, he bites his teeth. * And I think he’s cute and finally a little kid.

“It’s okay, Ringo. More toilets can lose weight. * I’m playing him, he’s trying to hit me, I’m running away *

Just as I thought that our relationship was finally moving in a virtuous direction, I faced graduation. Leave home, leave Ringo.

Two years later, I graduated from medical school and went to the hospital. Lin Zheng graduated from third grade and didn’t go to college.

Although my internship is in H-City, home and school across the city south and south. It’s a good thing I’m not too far from the Shuan Bank, and I chose to rent a house with Shuan, and we wouldn’t be alone.

I’ll be home about once a month and see Ringo less often.

Occasionally, she called and asked about him, and she said that he refused to go back to school and wandered out every day, talking about a little girlfriend.

One time my mom ran into me on the street buying food, and they were pulling the crap.

“That girl was pretty, but Ringo wasn’t very nice to people. I’m sorry.

I guess that girl’s supposed to be summer.

Ringo is 18 years old, and I know him. He has fallen so tall that his body and bones are no longer as thin as when he was a child, but the five officials have become more and more demonic.

There were a lot of girls around him, and every time I came home to see him with them, they were different.

There’s only one person different, that’s summer.

A lot of girls see Ringo in the Twilight, and they don’t have a face and they’ll leave him in no time. Only summer to stay with him.

She is now a university student and has more than enough summer vacation time. It can be an afternoon in the room of Ringo.

Come to the house one summer of summer and parents go to work. Shakira said hello to me and went to the basement to find Ringo. I’ve packed up and I’m going on a date.

Who knows if he’s just having a meeting with the soothsayer, looks at him with a box of omelet, saying that his aunt, Summer to Mother, just made it, asked him to take it to the summer meal.

We’re only going home. When we arrived at the door of the room in Ringo, we heard a squawking noise from the girl, which was the sound of summer.

I was laughing at you. My face just collapsed. It’s a very strong word.

My words and I have always been in love and no more than courtesy, and have never crossed the thunderstorm. They were also 100 per cent of the trust they had in Ringo and never thought they would do anything too much. But it looks like we’re too small for the kids now.

I pushed the door through the door with anger, but I found that things were not what I thought they were and were more unacceptable than I thought.

Summer is feeding a child! The kid who attacked me years ago! Ringo didn’t kill it at all.

Our sudden break-in shocked the kid, who bit the summer hand. The summer screams, which were peaceful, became bloody.

He was sitting next to his own wrapped-up Ringo, who had put a spell on the little boy, who yelled at me with his teeth and fell into a bottle of his hand.

Quickly rush up to see the summer wounds. Ringo calmly put the bottle in his pants.

I took Ringo’s hand and I bit him, “What are you doing? I’m sorry.

My hand was caught in the bandage on Ringo’s hand and his back teeth were tight. I knew he was in pain, but he didn’t let go.

We had a long stand-off, the atmosphere in the air was stunned, the bandages were slowly bleeding and his eyebrow frowned without opening.

Shushu has healed the summer wound and has come to hold my hand.

For the first time, I didn’t sell my face, dumped his hand and kept looking at Ringo.

“You lied to me?”

And it was He who was anxious to relieve him, and stood in front of Ringo, despite his wounds: “My sister, it is not about Ringo that I have chosen.” I’m sorry.

“Summer until you move. If there’s a mirror now, I’ll see my eyes blow out of the fire. I don’t allow anyone to hurt my family. I’m sorry.

Sister, Ringo doesn’t mean that… but I’m interrupting the whole story. Is this an exciting game for you? Do you know how dangerous this is? Do you know who Ringo is? I’m sorry.

“Who am I?” Ringo smiled and said, “Are you trying to say you’re born bad? I’m sorry.

“It only brings danger to the family!” * We’re not going to let each other go *

Ringo’s eyes were blinking and it seemed like my words had stabbed him. I have no doubt that he would have strangled me five years ago if they had not been present.

“I didn’t force her. “Lingo doesn’t mean anything wrong, it makes me angry.

“You know you’ve loved you for so many years. After all, you’re just using a girl’s feelings for you for your own ends! I’m sorry.

She may not mind being used by someone she likes. But when this exploitation is put on the stage, it can’t hang up.

“Yeah, I used her. You convince her to leave me alone! “My hands are still up and my fists are up.

That’s the first time I’ve ever seen my anger, and he’s always been gentle and he’s really talented in sports. He fell to the ground, and the horn of his mouth was broken and he was bleeding and lying on the ground.

The last thing I did was Shakira pulled his brother. Because I thought Ringo was supposed to.

Ringo has a very strong child, and needs to be bled from the yin to the yin.

He is the blood of the shadows, and the summer of the sun seeks the blood of the sun.

When such a child is born, he can help his master do things beyond the reach of many. But the kids are insatiable and they are ready to destroy their masters, their families and their loved ones.

So the child-rearing thing has always been an ethnic disease and is a dirty thing.

I don’t know why Ringo’s so determined to mess with these dirty things. This time I finally decided not to give up Ringo.

I think he’s making me strange, or I’ve never really known him.

He was but indifferent before, but in the end he was righteous. I blame that for his bad speech.

But he can now exploit others’ feelings for his own ends.

I tried to tell my parents about it, but it stopped me and it was at that time that I knew that the Shu family was the most famous of the demons.

His grandfather was the chairman of the Ghost Drivers Union and his father was the famous ghost exorcist Shuray.

In fact, I should have known that Shu’s last name was not very common, and the first time he saw me, he knew I had been hurt by the devil, so he approached me.

I tried to hide from him what I could see.

When I was a kid, when I was scared to see a ghost, I was able to do it alone.

I’ve hidden my other identity from each other without saying anything to you, and it’s now the Great Urone.

“Are you mad at me?” I’m sorry.

“Oh, you didn’t tell me you were a famous exorcist? No way. Didn’t I tell you? After all, dealing with ghosts is nothing to show off. I’m perfectly understandable.

That day I told me the story of his childhood, and I knew that he was as good as he had a past that I didn’t want to mention.

He said he didn’t lie when he was a kid, always talking to a “man” that nobody could see. No one believed he could see ghosts, no one wanted to play with him.

Rumor begins to become self-contained and increasingly isolated.

Fortunately his parents found out early and actively mentored him. His parents told him he was not a monster. He was a hero sent by God to save mortals. Their whole family is the sons and daughters of heroes!

Gradually, they accept themselves, unlike others, and learn to hide.

He was in a much better position when he went to secondary school in a different environment, with an excellent appearance and a pleasant character. He was just a popular long time ago, and no one knew about the side after him.

He must have suffered a lot. Children like us only know how hard it is.

“If only I knew you by then, at least let me know I wasn’t alone…”

And I held him in his waist, and said, “It’s not too late. I’m sorry.

We’re the same people. I’m excited about that. At last, the big stone, which was in fear of being discovered, fell down. But now another big rock is coming up — the lingo child.

I wanted to leave it to my parents, but I was told never to.

I don’t give a shit about what’s in the family, and I’ve always gone as far as I can. I am not aware of the seriousness of the penalties imposed on private children in the trade unions.

If the elders of the family knew about this, Ringo would never escape.

I’ve had a long time and I’ve been soft, after all.

I’ll talk to Jolingo in his room while my parents are away.

“Lingo, I’m seriously going to tell you once more that it’s dangerous not to keep that dirty thing. You don’t have the power to control it. Listen to your sister. Let’s destroy it before something happens. I’m sorry.

“No good. “Lingo has not hesitated to reject me.

I was not the one who was so mad at him that his reaction was unexpected.

“You’re not afraid I’ll tell Mom and Dad about this? You know the punishment for the ghost-hunting trade unions. You’re not afraid?” I asked him for a test.

Ringo’s eyes are sprung up dangerously, like Arthur’s look when he fights with other cats. I’m sorry.

“I’m saving you.” But I’m not afraid of him anymore, and he can’t do anything to me. I know, “I’m giving you two options now to destroy that kid or move out of our house. I’m sorry.

Unknowingly, this family has become my home with Ringo.

This proposal was made because I wanted the warmth of his family to keep him, but if he was determined not to destroy that dangerous thing, at least I could protect my parents from harm.

Ringo laughed, “I’m leaving. Haven’t you been waiting for this day?”

He made the choice I least wanted to see, and I grabbed his hand, and I cried: “Is there nothing worth remembering in this house? I’m sorry.

Ringo took a deep look at me and left it to its beginning.

Ringo left, and the door at which he lived was closed again. Every time I pass by, I get the illusion that he’s still in the room. I pushed the door in, and it was a bed, a desk and a little closet. There has been no change without a close look, he has very little, and he has lived here for five years without any trace.

It’s also my first chance to explore this room. Opened the closet door and saw only four or five empty coat hangers, and one can imagine that his only clothes had been ironed flatly.

A few books of his high school materials were kept on his desk. I opened his book, and the whole book didn’t have any notes, except for the first one, the “Lingo.” That’s why every test has its bottom. It makes sense.

The only thing that doesn’t match the whole room is the green sheets. His sheets were a year’s Christmas I took him to pick and said he had a Christmas present.

He was going to pick a gray and black sheet. I’m so bored. In spite of his strong opposition, he seemed very angry by stealing green sheets from the waiter for Christmas.

“It’s the color that makes a boy look alive! I remember saying that to him.

He took it back to his house with his face down, but he didn’t lose it until he washed it.

I suddenly miss Ringo so much…

In the evening, I turned on the TV and saw a big story on the local station: “The chemical plant north of town found three men unconscious with no visible wounds, but they were all in a deep coma, and experts said it was possible that the chemical components left behind in the chemical plant were intoxicated, for the reasons being investigated. According to nearby workers, all three were homeless people living in abandoned chemical plants. I’m sorry.

Three people on TV beat up Marseek, and it’s not clear. But according to the facilitators, their situation seems to be haunted.

My heart sank.

Similar cases have been reported on television since the chemical plant case. Almost every month, the city produces one or two people who fall into a coma for no reason, causing panic.

There are some superstitions that begin to spread ghosts, and most people believe in them, and there are a few of them like us.

At a glance, my internship is over. He’s officially in the hospital. At the same time, I’ve brought the words home.

As expected, a 100% perfect boyfriend is also a 100% perfect son-in-law. My mother-in-law’s son-in-law’s looking at her son-in-law.

At dinner, I made fun of him and said, “My parents love you more than me! I’m sorry.

“It’s okay. That’s enough with me. I’m sorry.

Mom looks at us and laughs at each other.

After dinner, Mom and I were washing dishes in the kitchen. Shuu to chat with Dad in the living room.

Two grown-ups talk about football from history to football, from learning to work, like they’re talking to each other, and sometimes a father’s big laugh comes from the living room, giving me the illusion that we’re already a family.

This atmosphere is very different from what Ringo was when he was, and Ringo was like a low-pressure person, and it was so depressing everywhere.

I know I made the right decision.

It was at 10:00 p.m. that Dad fell in love and went home, or did Mom keep pushing for later kids to lose their ride?

I’ll drop him off at the bus stop.

At this rate, you’re about to take my place at home! I’m sorry.

“You can be Mrs. Shu right away. I’m sorry.

He smiled and shaved my nose. I buried him red on his shoulder and gave him another big bear hug to let him go.

I thought I’d be his wife. But none of us can escape fate.

Call me early in the morning and ask if my brother is at my house.

“Shusun went home yesterday at 10:00! I’m sorry.

However, it is strange that last night I sent him a text message after taking a shower and crawling into bed asking him if he had come home, but he did not.

When I thought he was asleep, I stopped calling to harass him.

The phone was robbed and there was a middle-aged woman’s voice. I’m the sweet mother. Yesterday he told me he was going to visit your house, but he never came back and his phone couldn’t get through. He’s not usually so unspoken. Do you know where he went? I’m sorry.

“I don’t know… I dropped him off on the bus last night at 10:00. The first time I spoke to my mother, I was a little nervous, and the disappearance of my words made me nervous.

“Well, then. Thank you. If you… forget it, please let us know. “The sound of my mother’s voice makes me hear something. She wanted to hang up and I rushed to stop her.

Aunt! Wait! Do you know where Shushu might have gone? I’m sorry.

The phone was silent for a while. He’s looking into it, and I suspect he’s found out something before he’s taken away.”

I’ve got a bang in my head and I can’t believe it’s coming out of my head.

“I don’t think so. Auntie, don’t worry. I’m going to look for other classmates. I’m sorry.

I said that in my mouth, but almost certainly Ringo did.

I went back to my house and went back to my locker, and I found a ecstasy in a book.

This is when Ringo used to go out and disappear, and I forced him to write me a bond, and I wanted to find him first.

He was too impatient for me to read, to rip a piece of paper and draw a piece of his finger on it, and then he gave it to me in a triangle, “It’s a spirit charm, more useful than any bond. If you want to find me, burn it on it. * He threw the yellow letter in my arms and pulled a paper towel over the finger of the bloodball. *

“Is it so amazing? “I wasn’t sure.

Ringo responded to my questions with a humming.

And then I had dinner with Shuu, and I asked him out with a spirited charm.

It’s a surprise to see the hyena, to say that Ringo was so good to me.

“What do you mean?”

“The spirit-breaker, by definition, is to separate a soul into it.” Because of the spirit, you can sense his presence. It is also a shield, and when its owner is in danger, the spirit of it calls to its original. But it takes a lot of energy to burn it, and when it burns, the owner feels the same pain. So we don’t usually draw this type of symbol easily. Looks like Ringo really valued your sister. I’m sorry.

“How does it feel to be a boyfriend?” Looks like I’m gonna have to draw you a spirited charm. I’m sorry.

By the way, I’m really ready to start painting me.

I quickly pulled a blank note.

“Stop it. I told you to hurt so much! I didn’t know when Ringo gave it to me, or I wouldn’t want it. I’d better not use that. I’m sorry.

“Hmm. It is best not to use it before an emergency. “This is the way to talk to me.”

So this is an emergency. I squirted the yellow charm, hesitated for a while, and burned the lighter in my hand.

The yellow charms turn into a small pile of ash, and it begins magically automatically. I carefully identified its movement and finally found that they were spelled into three little Chinese words, “chemical plants”.

The chemical plant again! The place where the case took place a year ago. You can’t get rid of Ringo?

Too late to think, I wiped out the ash on the table and put them in their pocket and drove them to the chemical plant.

Since the unsolved outstanding case a year ago, the factory has become even more desolate, and even the homeless are afraid to remain here.

The master only wanted to put me at the entrance to the industrial zone so I could walk myself in. After all, it’s understandable that you don’t want to be a badass.

I had to run all the way to find the door to the chemical plant with memory.

Pushing the already rusty door, the light grazed behind me. A man hangs in the center of the factory.

“Sweet! I hear my throat squeezing out these two broken syllables.

His hands were chained and the whole man was hanging on the beams of the factory. At his feet was a small, solid blood trail. The white shirt is red, and it’s very heavy.

I heard my voice when I was holding my head. When he saw me, he had a panic face.

I saw a couple of big plastic drums left over from the factory in the corner of the door. I’ll put you down right now!”

“Let’s go! I’m sorry.

His voice was mute, and his eyes looked in another direction.

I’ve climbed to the heights of peace, raised my toes and tied his wrists. I can’t say a word when I see his wrists bruised by chains.

It was a piano player with one hand, a basketball player, a love letter for me. How can I be treated like this? The more anxious I am, the more I am, the more I can’t get out of it, the more the chain around me is blocked.

“Leave me alone. Run! “It’s as if I’m in a hurry to get rid of it.

“Where are we going? “A voice from behind.

I looked back and saw Ringo coming at me against the light! A year before he was seen, he had grown a lot taller and had become an adult, but his eyes were dead and dead, like walking corpses.

Ringo suddenly looked up and looked at the comforting words, and the chain that he couldn’t untangle on his hands was broken, and the comforts fell to the ground and raised dust, and I was surprised.

I was in a hurry to hold on to a body that was already bruised.

“Lingo, what are you doing?”

“He’s not Lingo anymore” says in my ear.

I’m surprised to see the Ringo again. He’s possessed by that kid.

“Kill her. “Lingo’s words are for the sake of exasperation with blood.

I know this isn’t Ringo’s word, but it doesn’t feel good to look at that familiar face and spit such cruel words.

I was standing behind him one step in silence.

“Let’s leave Ringo’s body and fight fair. I’m sorry.

We had heard of the battle of Heh when We were little, and it was his strength to catch the Slaughter, and it was only when he was brought here that he was taken into account.

“Only one of you can walk out alive today. I’ll let you choose. * This voice is not the voice of Ringo.

And We have seen an fable, and the princess and the prince accidentally broke into a devil’s castle. Satan said, “You can only survive one person.” Hammer scissors. If you lose that, you’ll have to do my dinner. I’m sorry.

The prince and the princess have talked about living together and dying together.

But the princess died. Because in the end they didn’t make the deal. Prince out of scissors, princess out of cloth.

The princess was condemned for her love and died of selfishness.

But I thought maybe the princess was expecting the prince to produce scissors.

Love is a sacrifice based on understanding. I prefer to believe in the beauty of love.

I didn’t think one day I’d have to do the princess’s choice, and the one who asked me was my brother.

I walked forward without a word, holding my hand in the comfort of my words, looking directly into the eyes of Ringo, even though I was a piece of junk, but the blood of my bones was the blood of a ghost. Even with every drop of blood in my body, I’ll fight him for the last second.

I’m not gonna be that little princess standing behind the prince.

“No choice? “Lingo smiles, “So let me choose for you. I’m sorry.

The last word had yet to be heard, and he jumped at me at a rate he could not see.

Spectrum is equally fast in front of me, and the child’s sharp claws are so deep in his shoulder.

“Well. “Shut and hum and say a bunch of Sanskrit. A golden light opened up Ringo and fell into the dust.

Without giving him a chance to breathe, Ringo had once again moved to his sight and seemed to swallow him alive.

I was in a hurry to pull out a Swiss military knife in my pocket and stab it in the back of Ringo.

Ringo’s head was soared back, he cried out. There’s even more red in the eyes. He pulled a military knife out of his back and licked it at the tip of his tongue.

“Sweet blood…”

I accidentally cut my finger.

Ringo snuffed his nose like a beast smelling of prey. “You’re so bright, you know? God help me.”

The blood of the shadows to the sun is a panacea for this evil spirit, who turns aside his words and comes to me.

I was squeezing, and before I finished my handprinted, I was thrown by Ringoyan’s hand into the factory’s door, where the big plastic bucket of ping-pong pong was scattered. My throat is sweet and I can’t help but spit out a sip of blood.

He raised his body hard and threw five seals at Ringo.

Only three were buried in Ringo ‘ s body and two others were shot into the next barrel.

Ringo is a little slow, but bloodthirsty instincts keep him from stopping.

The factory gate was closed by Ringo, and I couldn’t backside it. I’m not sure what I’m talking about.

But the curses against the kid are useless to this big devil, and he’s laughing at me.

“Lingo! Don’t!” I screamed instinctively.

Ringo moved in, and a suspicious look appeared on his face. Then he said, “Lingo, stop fighting!” Believe me, I’ll swallow you!”

Then Ringo went down again and showed me his red teeth.

His ten-finger fingernails unwittingly picked out my little pocket tied to his waist. The ashes of the decorated spirit in his pocket were scattered over Ringo.

“Aah! @Lingo’s sad scream is about to break my eardrum. He’s rolling on the floor, painfully.

I don’t think Ringo thought he burned a soul to protect me, and finally hurt himself.

I can’t take care of him. Get up and stay away from him.

I ran to the mouth, held up the mouth, held down his shoulder wound, “Now, let’s go!” I’m sorry.

I’m holding on to my mouth and moving fast to the door.

When you wave, the iron door closes open.

Ringo is still lying not far from the door, and he has stopped struggling and lost his voice.

When we passed him, Ringo suddenly raised his head and his eyes were red, but with a little light. He tried to reach out to me with a hand and hold my pants.

“Sister, I feel so bad don’t leave me please…”

That was the only time he called me sister, but only his sharp ten fingers and red teeth appeared in my head.

I don’t know if my brother or a monster came home three or five times.

When I bit my teeth, I walked out of the chemical plant with a broken mouth. The doors behind him were closed.

There’s only one desperate “sister” in the dark! I’m sorry.

I can’t go to the hospital with the pains, I called Shu’s mom. Soon after, Shu’s mother parked in front of the industrial zone.

The atmosphere in the car was very tight, and it was sorely hurt that I was in a coma in my lap with my eyes closed.

Shu’s mother drove without a word, and I sensed that Shu’s mother had a lot to ask, but was in the way of a good tutorial, several times stopped, without speaking.

“I’m sorry, Aunt. It’s my fault that my brother was in trouble.” I’m sorry.

“Your brother? “Sweet mother’s eyebrows wrinkled, waiting for my following.

“Hmm. It’s my brother, Ringo. “I’m still waiting to explain that the car almost dropped the scrambling. I grabbed his shoulder so I could hold him.

“uh. “I caught the wound and moaned.

“I’m sorry!” The two voices were ringing at the same time, and Shu’s mother and I met each other.

“There’s just a dog running through. “Shu’s mother pointed to the front, and the color was a little off. She slows down, keeps driving, picks up what I just said.

“Are you the family of Lin? I’m sorry.

“Hmm. “I don’t like it, though the Lin family is famous for driving the ghost family. The three of us are flat, and our greatest desire is to be a normal person, so we never dared to take the name of the family outside.

“I know Ringo, his parents are heroes. “I held Shu’s mother when he was born.” I’m sorry.

I didn’t think the Limgo and Shu family had any of this, but it’s only reasonable to think of Uncle and Aunt Heh’s kung-fu, and to say that their parents are together.

“His whereabouts have been unknown since his parents’ death. We’ve been trying to find him. I’m sorry.

“Well, the family has instructed us not to speak out about the whereabouts of Lingo, lest the evil spirits haunt him again. I’m sorry.

“What does this story have to do with Ringo? “Shu’s mother was worried about what she said.

“Lingo he… raised a very good kid, and this time it must have been turned back to hurt his words. What’s going on is to wait for the words to come to light. I’m sorry.

What about Ringo? I’m sorry.

My eyes blinked for a few moments, and I didn’t want to think of Lingo, “He’s hurt, and he’s still in the chemical plant. I’m sorry.

Shu’s mom didn’t say anything. She’s gone home.

Shu’s father was not at home, and according to her aunt, he was not home for years because of his work relationship. Of course I know what she’s talking about, and Shu’s father is also a ghost exorcist named after his parents.

Think of all those years of trying to get rid of their identities and finally turn around, and in any case, they can’t get away with it.

For the comforting wounds, Shu’s mother is calm. Maybe it’s common practice.

She took out her wounds and covered her up with gauze to clear her wounds for her sake. After a night of debauchery, the hymns fell down and fell asleep.

I’m in bed with Shu’s mother.

It’s been a long time, and Shu’s mom started saying, “Why don’t you sleep here today? I’ll get a guest room next door. I’m sorry.

“No way. I’ve been out all day, and it’s time to go back to my parents. I’m sorry.

Mother Shu was kind enough to send me out of my house, and said to me, “Have a chance to eat with my parents.” I’m sorry.

I’m surprised that she didn’t seem to speak of Lingo’s harm, but she was relieved.

When I was in the cab, the driver asked me where I was going.

I thought about it and said, “Chemical plants. I’m sorry.

The driver was a little surprised. “Little girl, go to that place alone this late?” I’m sorry.

“I went to find my brother. “I looked out the window and thought of his situation when I left, and I was a little focused.

The driver’s uncle shrugged his shoulder and obviously misunderstood what I meant, “You kids like to play some kind of adventure house. There’s nothing in the world. I’m sorry.

I looked at his co-pilot, the young woman in a light yellow dress. The yellow dress woman laughed at me.

The driver is very nice. Fearing I wasn’t safe, he sent me to the door of the chemical plant and left me a phone number. I’m on night shift. I’m sorry.

When I got out of the car, I walked a few steps back and knocked on his car window. Uncle stunned the window.

“Uncle, your wife wants me to tell you. She doesn’t blame you. She’ll always be watching over you. I’m sorry.

It’s like you’ve been cast a cursing and you’re looking at an incredible look. The ghost told me to tell you. I turned away.

I know you think I’m crazy, but I don’t care. It’s probably the only way to see it in my life.

It’s dark in the chemical plant. I took my phone and turned on the flashlight and looked around. “Lingo! I’m sorry.

I can’t hear anything but my echo.

I think he’s gone. It’s always like this. I’m not around when he needs me most.

I walked towards the door and I almost fell on the floor.

I looked to the ground with my mobile phone and found a small blood stain on the door, which was so thick and hot.

This is where Ringo just fell.

What happened to him after we left?

I began to regret that he had not been taken away, and that moment of fear prevailed over my pity on him. But he’s my older brother!

I went home in a mess and didn’t sleep all night.

The next day, when I woke up, I called and I came to his house first.

And this summer was there, and as soon as I entered the house, I heard that Summer was dying to ask my brother about the whereabouts of Ringo, saying that he had seen the summer and had not spoken.

Shu’s mother entertained us with a few cups of juice and left room for the three of us to speak.

You waited for Shu’s mother to leave before you asked me if I found Ringo. He knew I’d go back to Ringo.

“None. When I got back to the chemical plant last night, Ringo was gone. I’m sorry.

And the sweet eyebrow wrinkled, “That’s trouble…”

“What the hell was going on? Why did Ringo attack you? “I sat on the bed and held my hand in my hand. The memory of what happened yesterday still lingers.

“When I came out of your house, I ran into Ringo picking up a girl’s soul. I used to stop it and fight Ringo. I didn’t expect to get hit by that girl behind the back and wake up at the chemical plant. I’m sorry.

“What does he want? You’re the one who played the show? I’m sorry.

It’s nice to look at me. It’s complicated. I feel like he’s trying to say something and finally swallows it back and gives a reason on the stage, “Maybe I know I’m looking for something, so let’s do it first. I’m sorry.

“Was he the enemy of a child…”

“The inversion is an irreversible process, and it was not reversed when he came to me. I’m sorry.

“Why…” I thought of him with his bare eyes and his claws, and I realized, “It’s a spirit. I’m sorry.

“You burned the spirit charm? And that’s right…” And I said to you what happened before I came to the chemical plant, “Just a little while before you came to the chemical plant, Ringo suddenly had a convulsion. I think he felt the same pain because you burned the sage. At this point in time, he was very weak in his will, and the boy was really turned around. I’m sorry.

“I’m the one who got him turned back. * Thinking of his last look, I feel guilty. *

“It’s not your fault. If you hadn’t burned the sages in time, Ringo would have taken my soul. I’m sorry.

“No way! Ringo’s not like that! This is the summer of the summer.

I’m not answering. I can’t tell who Ringo is now.

“He is trying to avenge his parents by killing his parents. He can’t do this! I’m sorry.

I’ve been guessing for a while before. That’s why he kept an eye on the kid. But it was not clear whether that kind of connivance had affected him.

“Summer, whatever his motives, he is now hurting innocent people. What’s the difference between him and the spirits? I’m sorry.

“I don’t understand you. I believe in Ringo anyway! I like him even if he kills and sets fire! “Summer feels like there’s nothing to talk about.

The love of a little girl is that you don’t ask right or wrong. You kill the blind man who set me on fire. Great and stupid…

For some reason, my mind suddenly appeared a few years ago with a little lingo look in the pink t-shirt I bought him and a little bit of gold in the sun.

I always thought that was what he really looked like. If Uncle and Auntie were still here, he would be a big boy standing in the sun.

And now I can only watch him step into the dark, but I can’t stop him.

Convince Shu’s mother to promise me to take him down, and I know it’s not to embarrass me, and I really appreciate it.

Whether or not Ringo’s a good man, I don’t want to see anything happen to him.

Summer is much more crazy than my peace. She even dropped out of school looking for Ringo. It doesn’t matter what an aunt can say.

I’ve just been looking around for Ringo, but I’m still coming home. After Ringo, she lived at Shushu’s house.

Later, she began to leave her home from time to time for a few days. By the time Shuu-gu realized it, the summer was gone.

Her parents went crazy and lost their temper all over Ringo.

His aunt can’t talk about me. But it’s always weird to say in front of me, “You have a good brother, you’re too young to be charming, and you’ve lost a shadow to your daughter. I’m sorry.

I really don’t think it makes any sense.

Ringo never took the bait to seduce him. Summer runs away from home out of fear and affection.

It is not true that the matter of your affection for her was the fault of Ringo alone. But Ringo did many wrongs. I can’t argue with anything.

What I can’t bear is that Aunt Ringo told the ghost-hunting union what he had said.

She had said nothing about it, and Mother Shu had not pursued it. It is true that aunts heard a few words from the summers.

It’s not funny to startle a parent.

Even Shuu’s father, who was never home, was recalled to the city H.

He harshly told us that the trade union had officially launched a campaign against Ringo on charges of rearing a child to harm his fellow man, claiming that he was also to be found in the three-foot dig.

The Lin family was still trying to protect him for his parents, but was also looking for his whereabouts.

In time, the events in Ringo were no longer a little secret for us, but a fight between two families.

It’s not fair to fight, it’s not fair to fight, it’s like the big family, it’s like you’re in peace and waiting for the day to find Ringo.

They did not. Ringo is like a evaporation in the world, leaving them without word.

My relationship with Shuu has progressed to marriage.

I found a nice day to get married when my family ate together.

Look at me, look at me. I smiled at him, “Why? Will you marry me? I’m sorry.

The hysteria was complex and ended with a nod in the enthusiasm of the family.

After dinner, I washed the dishes and took out the garbage, and I found Shuu-shu in the building and smoked.

I always thought he didn’t smoke.

He looked at me from the bottom up, and I found sorrow in the eyes of the light.

“You did it for Ringo, didn’t you?

How can you not see that I’m talking about marriage at this point to distract attention?

I barely squeezed out a smile and said, “What difference does it make when we get married anyway?” I’m sorry.

Quietly hugged me in my arms as if I were going to disappear at any moment.

“I’ll do whatever you want. Even if you were using me. I’m sorry.

And We buried in his chest, and We made his shirt wet with tears.

This way, it’s all wrong.

It’s logical to say that my parents proposed to my parents. Everything went well, saying that this man was a source of comfort. I don’t need to worry about anything.

I can even imagine where I’ll live with him in the future, what I’ll do, what the baby will look like.

If Ringo disappears, these dreams will come true. And he’ll be a faded picture in my memory.

But it is clear that Ringo is not the one who can be forgotten. He can disappear without a word, but if he comes back, he must be here to raise the tide.

My wedding, my parents weren’t there. They suddenly disappeared.

All the elders of the Lin family and the Shu family and the elite of the trade unions were invited on that day. This also led to the end of the situation.

Ringo’s back.

On the big screen of the hotel reception room, there was a flash of a light purple-colored “Linquent & Shush” that suddenly turned into a video.

And then I saw that long-lost face. Without me, you’ve had a good time lately? I’m sorry.

Ringo’s body is thinner and he has a more ferocious face. He calls me sister with a very sweet voice, but it makes me feel cold.

Keep your mouth on my shoulder and your eyes are wrinkled.

“I hear it’s your wedding party today, and I’m sorry my brother can’t be there to celebrate. But it doesn’t matter. I wish you well with my parents. I’m sorry.

I saw my parents moving around in a glass room. The father was always yelling at the glass, and his face was angry.

Mothers sit on stools in fear and despair. I can’t hear what they’re shouting, and I can see that they can’t see the outside.

My hand is in a fist, my heart is in peace, and there is no way to let it go.

The last person in my life, Ringo, tried one at a time.

If he is testing my patience with him, then he succeeds.

The end of the video is a line of red, “It’s time to pay back the debt owed…”

As you see in the back of the video, the Su family’s predecessors have shown a bit of an interesting attitude: “This is the kid who raised the Lin family. I’m sorry.

The family of Lin’s family is in a state of discomfort, and their father, who says so, says, “It’s time to come.” I’m sorry.

The sweet grandfather looked at Shu’s father and asked all the union members to go with him to the hotel room to discuss their response, but the Lin family was rejected.

I don’t know what Shu’s father meant, and I don’t know what my family owes to Ringo.

I only know that he was one of my most concerned people, but from now on we will only be enemies.

No one can blackmail me with my parents. That’s my bottom line.

Ringo kidnapped my parents without making any demands, and the most immediate result was that my wedding dinner was ruined.

The sun in July and August of summer only cools me from the bottom of my feet.

Think of Ringo’s means of dealing with those innocent victims. I don’t know if I’m going to be soft on foster parents who have been raising him for years.

And I sat in the car, looking straight, holding me in my arms, and shoving my back with a firm voice, saying, “Sweet, don’t worry. I’ll save Mom and Dad. I’m sorry.

The scars on his shoulder were still visible, and I still have pains from soft clothing.

“I don’t want to lose you. * I held him back so hard I feared he would disappear *

I fear he will lose, lose my parents, lose himself.

I am too well aware of Ringo, who has had a very terrible power since he was a child, even when he was a thin, pale boy, and gave me an intuitive feeling.

After my wedding, Ringo changed his style of hiding. In the past few days, there have been several consecutive cases, all of which have been targeted by members of trade unions, and this is undoubtedly a blatant provocation.

The Grand Duke was outraged by the fact that Ringo could escape under their noses every time he did. Guy used the power of that kid. It was weird. They are helpless.

According to a former man who had seen Ringo, there was another girl with Ringo, who, if there was no accident, would have been Summer.

I was so anxious to find out what happened to my parents, that Klingo was in trouble all over the place, that it didn’t bother me. I didn’t even get a chance to see him.

I’ve moved out to stay with my house for a while, and I’m always watching for Ringo.

It’s hardly nighttime, and it’s all out of its eyebags, and it’s a bad look.

After a few days of waiting, I suddenly thought of a way.

And We washed the green sheets of the Christmas fruit that Ringo had slept on over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again.

I guess not to let a sheet mean much to him, but I know Ringo’s not a soft man. On the contrary, he’s a man who burys his feelings in a very deep and extraordinary way.

A used sheet, a past feeling, would be the reason to hold him back, including me.

Tonight’s dinner is a porridge and a plate of vegetables.

It’s been so long since we’ve had this conversation. I didn’t dare to cook him too greasy food, but to prepare him with some nutritious and fresh porridge.

I look out the window and I look out the window and I look at the far side of the courtyard, watching all the words alone. He’s got a slight tan and a little bit of a sprawl in his already clean chin, and it looks like he’s in a bad way.

I called him by his name, and he smiled at me and stood up and photographed the dust on me.

“It smells good.” Come and have a drink. I’m sorry.

He blew a spoon of porridge with his heart and passed it on to me.

I left my head out of his spoon, “No need. You first, there’s more in the kitchen. I’m sorry.

He didn’t force me to laugh, but he took the porridge and drank it.

I sat on his right and watched him drink all the porridge.

“Why are you looking at me all the time?” It’s so confusing to look at me.

‘Cause you look good.

“You’re the one who makes fun of me. He reached out and shaved my nose.

Shuu was standing up to pack his own chopsticks, and suddenly he was in shape, and he almost knocked them over. He’s holding the corner.

We were busy picking up what was in his hand and helping him to sit down.

“Sweety, why I’m so sleepy,” he swayed with his own temple.

I hugged his head, hit him on the back, “You’ve worked so hard for so long. Get some sleep. I’m sorry.

The eyelids of comfort are getting heavy and finally soft in my arms.

Actually, he’s near the tipping point, and I don’t need too much sleeping pills to take him down. Besides, he never protected me.

And We put him on the couch, with a thin blanket of wool. Before leaving, leave a kiss on his forehead.

At the table, it’s our engagement ring box, a letter under pressure.

“I’m sorry.

I can’t let you take that risk now that Ringo isn’t him.

You said that there was no going back, but Ringo went back and ate the child.

Not only was it completely capable of that kid, it also became more scary. He manipulates his ability to harm those around him as he pleases.

We all know to wait for him to come, just to die. None of us are his opponents.

I can only take the initiative.

But don’t worry. I didn’t mean to fail. I’ve got a good plan.

Of course, you’ll never agree to this.

In fact, it’s really mean to try to seduce Ringo, and I can’t even look at myself, but only then can I catch him and find out where my parents are.

Honey, don’t worry about me.

Eat, sleep and wait for me. I’m sorry.

I put on a light make-up, and I put on a beautiful red lipstick that Ringo had exaggerated and sat still on the stone steps of the courtyard waiting for Ringo to arrive.

I wasn’t surprised when Ringo appeared in the courtyard.

The green sheets of the bed are a sign for him, a appeasement.

Of course, I didn’t expect an old sheet to touch him. I just asked for a chance to meet him.

“What do you mean by hanging this out? “Lingo looked at me cold.

“Where are my parents? “I stood up from the steps and walked before him, so I looked up at him.

The kid who used to wear a big t-shirt can now look down on me.

“Are you trying to use a sheet to remind me of the humiliation under the fence for years? He laughed and said exactly what I expected.

“What makes you think that? Have you forgotten this is my Christmas present that you picked out? I was a bit anxious to wake up his good memories.

But the voice was not heard and the sheet was torn to pieces in front of me.

“What are you doing? Have we raised you all these years? Feeding a dog and swaying your tail. You’ll only bite back! I’m sorry.

I remember the parents who had been taken, and I spoke in a hurry, and I said something to provoke him.

“Huh. Lin, can I beat a dog in your house? “Lingo asked me back.

“Are you complaining about me? My parents adopted you? Is that why you kidnapped my parents? I’m sorry.

Faced with his hysteria, I tried to contain my feelings, and I didn’t feel guilty anymore, and I returned to calm. The poor have something to hate.

“That’s not true. “I just don’t want you to marry him.” I’m sorry.

All he’s done is to ruin my wedding and my words?

I don’t believe it.

“What do you want now? I asked.

Ringo suddenly pulled me into his arms, “Come with me. I’m sorry.

I’ve come to this with a groaning in my heart.

After a symbolic struggle, I followed him and even broke the bounds of words ahead of time. Everything is going as I expected.

I’ve been thrown into the summer-to-home for some reason, unlike I expected.

I thought that Ringo would bring me around so I could get close to Ringo and find out where Mom and Dad are. But I forgot a summer to be there.

Anyway, I decided to check it out from summer.

“Where did you find Ringo? I’m sorry.

“Why don’t you go home? I’m sorry.

“So small you know that Ringo is wrong. Why help him? I’m sorry.

Summers was just giving me a white eye, “Why so many? Because we are bad people like you. I’m sorry.

I’d like to ask her, what kind of person am I? But finally he shut his mouth.

I don’t know why, but summer’s hate for me is clearly written on my face. She’s no longer the little girl who shook my arm and called me sister.

By lunchtime, the summer comes in and drops a bowl of seafood and drops it in front of me and walks out of the room as if I had to breathe the same air for a second.

I saw a layer of shrimp on my face, and I was trying to stop Summer to tell her I couldn’t eat seafood. But all of a sudden, think about it.

I ate a whole bowl of noodles, including shrimp, crab and scallops.

I have a very serious seafood allergy, a little seafood, and I’m all red, and I’m eating too much and I’m suffocating.

My family’s been very careful not to let me have access to seafood, so Ringo may not know about it.

It didn’t take long for me to get itchy. I beat up the door and the living room in summer and said, “I’m so sick…”

Unexpectedly, summer without me.

I kept taping the door, with a strong suffocation in my chest. The power of the door is getting smaller and the voice of the shouting becomes difficult.

I finally saw the door open the last second before the coma passed.

The plan worked.

I was woken by a fight. I didn’t mean to eavesdrop on them. It’s just that a moment of dizziness didn’t open my eyes at the first moment of reawakening.

“I told you to keep an eye on her. Is that how you look at her? I’m sorry.

“I thought she was acting…”

“The acting”? If I take another step later, if she dies in that house, you won’t come in and take a look. You want to kill her? I’m sorry.

Enough! Ringo, remember, she’s your sister! It’s always your sister! I’m sorry.

After the summer to the hysteria, it was the strange silence in the air.

I finally can’t help but open my eyes. When Ringo was seen turning his back towards me, he approached the summer, squeezing her under the wall.

“I know that no, no, you, come and teach.”

I can’t tell you how familiar that word is, once because I was wrong, Ringo almost strangled me.

And I was like, “Lingo…”

The voice of the exit scared me by allergies, I was all red and swollen and my throat was like a hard-pressed, low-mute.

Ringo heard my voice, grabbed my hand loose from the summer to the chin and slowly turned around. “You’re not dead.” I’m sorry.

Ugh! If I had not heard what he said before I woke up, I would have thought he really wanted me to die with his face and breath.

“Sorry to disappoint you. I’ll die right behind you. “It was a joke to say,

I didn’t expect Ringo to say, “That’s the best.” I’m sorry.

He himself drew a chair next to me. I feel a bit guilty about saying such a joke, and I want to apologize. I’m sorry.

My guilt just disappeared. This guy just owes it.

“Are you asleep? Get up and come home with me. “Lingo reached for me. I saw the same red and red under his sleeve.

Because his proposal was in my hands, I couldn’t take care of anything else.

“You can’t take her there.” I’m sorry.

“Why can’t?” He turned to the summer and said, “You said she was my sister.” I’m sorry.

The summer was full of words, and I was staring at.

I’m a little embarrassed to look into summer’s eyes and this time I used her. He’ll take me away only if Ringo thinks he can’t keep me around.

I’m sure the place where he brought me this time was where the video appeared and where Ringo had been hiding for so long.

Where are my parents being held? We need to look further. I look around and hide my thoughts with my guard.

As soon as Ringo entered the door, he dumped his coat on the sofa, and he was trapped in the sofa.

His eyelashes were long, and he cast a light shadow at the moment, and he was surrounded by fatigue.

I stood at the door and was worried and wondered what to do next.

If you can’t hear the noise for half a day, Ringo squeezed both sides of his nose and opened his eyes to the door. There’s slippers in the shoe closet. Take them to the room. Allergies are on the table, and you should take two before you go to bed. I’m sorry.

“Oh. “I responded, and opened the shoe closet.

The two large shoe cabinets were empty, lying on a brand-new pink slipper, exactly the same as I wore at home.

There’s a terrible thought in my heart that Ringo didn’t expect me to come here one day.

I covered up my panic, put on slippers and walk to the table, and I took the medicine from Lingoti and read the instructions.

In the end, I still have no confidence in him. I’m relieved to see that it’s the allergies I took when I was a kid.

But I’m a little confused by the prescriptions printed on the box. It is not an ordinary allergy, it is highly targeted and effective, it is not prescribed by a doctor and it is not available. How did Ringo get it?

I put down my medicine and looked to Ringo.

Ringo’s head is crooked on the sofa and has fallen asleep. And unearthing his guard’s face was tender and beautiful, and the old scar of the eye was as though he had brought him back young.

I took the blanket on the couch and covered him up, and I got up and went into the kitchen.

The porridge is easy for me, but the lingo’s sauce is too little, and I can only make a small bowl of porridge.

I took out the tile bowls in the cupboards, filled with a bowl of hot porridge, and touched a pharmacist in my sleeve, and transparent porridge mixed in.

I put the tube away, and I took it out with a spoon.

Only one bed was left on the couch with an empty blanket and the Ringo people were missing.

I looked up and looked around and saw a room covered in doors.

I was walking slowly near the door with porridge and I wanted to see what Ringo was doing in the room.

Through the door stitches, I saw Ringo undressing me with his back. He’s really grown up, he used to be so skinny that he could hold a hand, and now his bones are swollen, and his back is all tight but not big muscles.

It’s like a kid’s shell came out of nowhere and turned into a man.

When the black shirt was taken off to half, I saw a deep-visible bone wound spread from the shoulder to the waist, with a swollen body on the back.

He took the powder on the table and wanted to put it on himself, because he couldn’t see it, and with it he just put it on an arbitrary basis.

Hiss. “Lingo bites on the side of his lower lip and gives me a heartache.

I can’t see the door pushed in. Ringo scared himself. I’m sorry.

“You haven’t changed since you were a kid. I put the porridge on the table, I took the medicine in his hand, and I pressed him on the chair.

Don’t move! “And We commanded him in a violent manner, but he did not move.”

“Who is in trouble this time?” I asked him about it while I was so skilled in dressing him.

“Speak. He also answered honestly.

When I heard that name, my hands were shaking, the powder was scattered in one place, and Ringo could not help but shiver.

And I ran out of my mind without knowing what he should look like. And I was like, “How is he?” I’m sorry.

“Death. @Lingo’s words are simple and answer me.

I knew it was his sarcasm, and I hit him in the shoulder, “You’re dead! I’m sorry.

Ringo’s body shivering and humming, “I know you’ve always wanted me dead. I’m sorry.

“I didn’t mean that. “I was in a hurry to beat him up, so my parents were still in his hands.

Ringo said, “This time he came to me to trouble and asked me to give you up.” It’s a big deal. I wouldn’t have been hurt if I hadn’t called suddenly. I’m sorry.

I should have thought of it as a relief to be serious. When I’m gone, he’ll find Ringo.

But he is far from being a rival to Ringo, and my will might well have cost my life.

When I lost my mind, Ringo turned around and saw the porridge on the table, and asked me, “Did you have a hard time?” I’m sorry.

“Hmm. “I was nervous about nodding my head.

Ringo took up the bowl unprepared and prepared to drink.

I don’t know what’s sprained. Reach out and grab the bowl.

Ringo looked at me wrongly.

I was like, “The porridge is cold, it’s bad for my stomach. I’m gonna heat it up. I’m sorry.

It’s a bowl that’s going out, and it’s just a little bit too far to succeed. Why are you so soft at this time? What a woman!

Behind him, Ringo, with his head bowed with grains of rice left over from his finger, and his mouth raised a false smile.

A few days after my stay at Lingo’s house, Ringo was in trouble. Every day at home, my new problem is how to knock him out.

The morning was bright, and I encouraged Ringo out to practice in the morning.

“You’ve been so sick lately, you’re better off running for a little more air. I’m sorry.

Ringo holds a glass of milk with transparency in his hands and shakes his head with determination: “No, running is a pain in the back.” I’m sorry.

“…so you can walk slowly. I’m sorry.

Ringo took a sip of milk like he was thinking about my advice, “Okay. I’m sorry.

I’m happy, I’m not happy. He pulls me up.

“You’re with me, you’re more in need of exercise than I am. I’m sorry.

“Ahem. Well, I don’t have time. I have a lot of work to do. “I looked around a clean and reflective floor and I opened my eyes to lies.

“Oh. Some other time, then! “Lingo went into the house again with his milk.” Plan A failed.

By midday, Ringo had not left the house, and he was ludicrously pressing the television remote.

I held the coupon cut off from the magazine and got along with him.

“Look, Macy’s at 70%. You should change your clothes. Don’t tell me I don’t love you, I’ll cut the coupons. Go on, go on!”

“I have no money. I’m sorry.

My face fell down, and I thought for a while, once I bit my teeth, I pulled out the last $600 out of my body, and I hit my desk, and I hit my chest, “Please! I’m sorry.

“Thank you, sister. * And I can’t believe it *

I looked at him for a while, and he still didn’t mean to move. I’m sorry.

“Oh, I just bought two new clothes the other summer.” “Lingo pointed his toes at a paper bag in the corner of his finger.

“Lingo! “I rode on him, strangled his neck, and I came back with my money.” I’m sorry.

Ringo pulled all the money out of my arms, turned a white eye, “Just give it back to you.” Never seen such a cheap sister. I’m sorry.

“Hmm. “I collected the money, and I was happy to clap my hands off him. Plan B failed.

After dinner, Ringo sat on the couch and searched the papers. I’ll pack the dishes and think of other ways to get him out.

“Lingo, I’m suddenly dying to eat the jump candy from the door of our school when we were kids. I was a young girl’s memory, and I blinked at him, and looked at him.

Ringo dropped his paper, and I thought it was funny.

He turned and looked at the rain from the window, and left a sentence: “What is wrong with you?” I’m sorry.

It’s not a question, it’s a yes. Plan C failed.

I don’t think it’s possible to ask him to leave today. I had to head down to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

I suddenly heard his cell phone ringing, and that was a piano prelude to my favorite song, “Amen.”

I raised my ears to hear what he was saying outside, and only heard him briefly, um, twice.

And then there was the sound of a step that was getting closer and closer, and Ringo went to the kitchen door: “I’m going out. I’m sorry.

He’s going out, of course I’d love to, but he’s like, “Where are you going this late?” I’m sorry.

Ringo looked back at me and pulled his horns. I’m sorry.

It’s not like blame. It’s more like a charade.

I couldn’t say a word and his head was closed.

He just left, and I immediately dropped my chopsticks and flew into Ringo’s room.

His room is small. Ten square spaces can see the bottom. I can’t find a key or anything like that in the trunk, or open the closet.

Get down to the bed and look. Nothing but dust.

I went back to the living room, to the kitchen, to the balcony and looked for nothing, even the bathroom, the washroom, the tub.

I went back to the living room and looked at the clock on the wall, pointing the clock at twelve hours, almost two hours before Ringo left. He could come back anytime.

I was paralyzed on the sofa and I moved it too much. The couch was moved with a large carpet full of the floor and a suture of the tile was shown below.

I was surprised to push the whole large sofa and lift the carpet and see a dark hole.

I knocked on the floor, empty. Prove that there’s something weird down there.

I searched the open seams and finally found the open mouth. Lift up two tiles and show a little stairwell.

My heart beats out, and there’s a strong feeling that my parents are down there.

I jumped into the dark, much bigger underground than I thought. There’s a lot of little cells, like the one I’ve seen in the video with big, transparent windows.

Some are empty and others are locked up by someone I’m a little familiar with but I can’t name.

During the previous period, it had been reported that Ringo had attacked several of his ancestors in a succession and abducted them. It’s all locked up here.

What the hell is Ringo doing?

I can see them, but people in the glass room can’t see me.

When they heard my footsteps, they probably thought it was Ringo, and they got angry and yelled at me, and they said it was ugly.

“You little bastard, let us out! I’m sorry.

“When I get out of here, I’m going to eat your little piece of shit! I’m sorry.

“I’ve taught you nothing without a father. I’ve spilled it all over our heads! I’m sorry.

My eyebrow was locked together.

Although Ringo was wrong, the mouths of these people were unpleasant.

“What’s the big deal about losing? * I can’t believe I’ve spoken out against them. * He’d probably say the same thing here.

These people found out that they were not Ringo, with different faces, and they lost their voices.

“Whoever you are. You can’t end up with something like Ringo! A powerful voice came out, so I found out there was another one.

A white-haired old man standing on his back in a very small single room.

I can’t believe it!

When was he arrested?

There’s a man in the corner who tries to scream my name. It’s Dad’s voice.

I couldn’t take care of Grandpa Shu, so I flew up to the top and saw a small glass room. There’s two people in there. It’s exactly what I look for.

Dad looked outside in a panic with a glass door. And Mom sat back at me in a corner like it was hard.

“Is that you?” Dad was anxious to testify.

I hit him with a glass, knowing that he could not see me. Mom and Dad! I’m Lin. I’m sorry.

“How did you get here? You got caught by that bastard too? I’m sorry.

“No, no, no. He didn’t arrest me. I volunteered. I’m sorry.

The rest of the room heard us talking. “Limmind, your daughter’s in the little wild? I’m sorry.

“Of course not. Jule came to save us, didn’t he? I’m sorry.

“Really? But she just yelled at us for the little wildlings, and said, “Grandfather Shu asked the wrong question without being polite.

“You must explain to your predecessors what’s going on. “Daddy is in a state of panic.

“I’m here to save my parents. I didn’t know there were so many people here. What the hell is going on? I’m sorry.

“Lingo is crazy! They’re all old people from the union. They’re all here. He forced us every day to ask us about his parents’ death, but how would we know? We can’t tell, he’s been keeping us here. I’m sorry.

“Dad, what happened to Mom? Since I came in, Mom’s been standing there.

“Your mother was in a state of discomfort after being locked up, and she started throwing up in a fever these days. I’m sick and I’m afraid I’ll die here. Shuu, do something to get us out! I’m sorry.

I watched my mother in the back of her hungry and thin, and I nodded my head hard, “I’ll let you out as soon as I can.” Ringo’s coming back. I can’t let him find out. I’m going up now. Hold on, Mom and Dad! I’m sorry.

Before leaving, the old man, Shu, gave me a very strong message: “Do not be soft!” I’m sorry.

I’m walking, and I run upstairs.

My parents are still hot. No one is soft on them, and how dare I be soft on others.

I just laid the carpet and moved the couch back, and I heard the key moving, and I sat on the couch and flipped the magazine.

Ringo came back all wet and saw me sitting on the couch, “Why aren’t you asleep? I’m sorry.

“When you get back. I’m sorry.

“What? You can’t leave me? “Lingo plays fun.

I took a towel out of the bathroom and handed it to him, and he reached out to pick it up and touched my hand.

His hands are burning, like he’s feverish.

I pulled his hand and pulled him over. I couldn’t tell you to put my hand on his forehead. It was burning.

“You can’t leave without an umbrella when you see it raining outside. * I’m angry, I’m angry * No common sense? Do you want me to stay with you forever? I’m sorry.

“Hello. Say something! Why are you staring at me? I’m sorry.

Ringo suddenly grabbed my hand and said, “Follow me, mind my life. Okay?”

“What are you talking about? I tried to get rid of his hand.

He poured me over the wall. My heart’s beating fast.

Did I reveal anything?

Ringo didn’t talk, put his forehead on my forehead. It’s hot and hot from him to me. I thought he’d kiss him next, but he didn’t.

And he kept looking at me like this, “I love the way you care about me, even if it’s fake.” Lin, you really can’t act…”

I’m suffocating and afraid to answer.

“You know, you never used to call yourself a sister to me, but now you’re pretending to be close to me. You’re afraid of me, aren’t you? I’m sorry.

“Lin, I wish you weren’t my sister…”

I realized that what he was going to say would be something I couldn’t take, and I pushed him away with all my energy.

“You know why it’s still in front of me! Is it fun watching me act? I’m sorry.

I pushed Ringo in the shape, and he laughed.

“These days with you are like a dream. I’d rather lie to myself than wake up. But those who are destined to be awake will not be happy. Say what you want? I’ll give it to you. I’m sorry.

“Lingo, why are you being so self-defeating? Can’t we live as well as we used to? I looked at him with pain, “My request is simple. Just let my parents go, let everyone go. Stop it!”

Ringo slowly shook his head, “except for this. I’m sorry.

I laughed, “Huh. Ringo, are you kidding me again?”

Ringo suddenly approached me again, looking in my eyes.

“Last night, Lin, tell me, have you ever liked me? In the end, there was a bit of begging in the tail.

I’m sober, this is my last chance.

My eyes were shaking, and I nodded.

Amen, if there is God in the world. Forgive me for having to lie.

“Hmm. “I closed my eyes and made it look like I was struggling.

As I expected, his soft and cool lips were pressed up. His lips were raised, but I felt a sorrow of despair.

I have since recalled countless times the only taboo kiss between us to understand that he really gave me everything.

When he had not finished his speech, he fainted in my arms, and when his eyes were closed, a tear came out of his right eye, and he fell on my back.

I shuddered and gently put him on the carpet.

I’ve mixed the meds on my lipstick, which is the last card I promised to save myself.

I ignored too many details and Ringo said it was the last night between us. He knew I’d do it. He said I wouldn’t lie, so when I nod, he knew I was lying to him.

Later, I became less and less certain that the last question I had to say was the truth.

At night, Lingo’s cell phone rings, and the name of summer is on the screen:

“Amen dear amen, I need you, please open the door…

Amen dear amen, I’m cold, please give me your temperature.

He forgot to break it.

You stood and laughed and counted my wounds.

Amen dear amen, are you there…”

After Ringo fainted, I found the keys to the basement on him.

The first time I let my parents and a bunch of elders out, watching my father hold half a coma, all I thought about was taking them to the hospital as soon as possible.

Before I let them out, I deliberately hid the unconscious Ringo in the closet. It is hoped that no one will think of him while everyone is in chaos.

All I gave him was drugs, and they didn’t hurt his life.

The mother received emergency treatment at the hospital, confirming that it was just shock and dehydration and that it was no harm.

My dad did a full body check, too. While waiting for the results at the hospital, Shuu said he had come.

Actually, it’s a day. I’m only a week away.

But when I see it again, I feel like I’m gone.

He was thinner than I was when I left, and his cheeks were going down. The jaws are luminous, and there are still bruises on the face, the most distressing of which are the ungodly eyes, as if there was no hope.

I can’t believe anyone would see him now.

Seeing him, a long-standing disguise finally dropped.

I went up to hold his neck and cried.

His hands were standing on both sides without hugging me, and it took a while to lift his left hand around my waist.

“What happened to your right hand?” I’m sorry.

“Nothing. “It’s still so soft and soft that there’s so much bitterness in the ridiculous.

“What are you hiding from me? *And I lifted up his right hand and moaned low *

I sensed that his right hand had nothing to do with it.

You can’t look me in the eye.

“What happened? I just asked the exit and thought of the answer. Ringo was injured the other day and said he was in trouble.

Ringoshan’s hurt like that, how can he be cheap? He broke his hand?

I held my back tight and cried. I can’t help but feel all the pain for him.

“I’m sorry, it’s my fault, it’s my selfishness! I’m sorry.

“It’s none of your business. Baby, it’s good to have you back.”

How long has it been since I heard this familiar baby, like a dream that brought me back from hell?

I spent all these days around Ringo trying to make him happy and to deceive him. I’m afraid he’ll kill me when he’s unhappy.

I didn’t breathe until the moment I saw it.

It’s like seeing a tree that can be relied on. But the tree is broken now, why should I not be upset?

Every time I’m soft on Ringo, I only hurt people around.

“Are these Tinlingo not bothering you? I’m going to have to go up and down.

“None. Don’t worry, I’m very well protected. I can’t talk about that kiss.

I used to take advantage of others by using feelings. I used to look down on people who did the same thing.

“Right. I saw Summers at Ringo. I’m sorry.

I got my father’s medical report and arranged for them to stay in the hospital for one night, when Shuu and I drove to the house in the summer.

Unfortunately, people have gone to the building, and there are no trace of anyone living there.

“Are you sure it’s here?” Look around.

“I’m sure. Although the furniture was removed, only empty houses were left. But the seafood delivery box in the trash can proves that I lived here.

“Where’d she go?” frowned on.

“Follow me. Maybe she went to Ringo. I’m sorry.

I had some psychological fear of getting back to the house, of being found by Ringo and being taken back, but also of losing my head from summer to summer.

My fear is superfluous, because the house no longer exists…

When we got there, there were a lot of people pointing at houses on fire.

There was a police car buzzing, people crying, people running around.

In the early hours of this morning, a few hours after we escaped last night, Ringo’s house was on fire.

The fire spread rapidly, affecting the entire building.

I think of Ringo, who I stunned in the closet, who was shocked and tried to burst into the fire.

Don’t be impulsive. What do you want?”

“Lingo’s still in there! He’s fascinated by me. I’m gonna save him. I didn’t realize how excited my reaction was.

And I’m going to say, “Calm down. He must be gone. It didn’t start until hours after you left, and it didn’t take that long. I guess Ringo left to destroy his own fire. I’m sorry.

It makes sense to say that I remember Ringo was on the phone that night. He’d probably run away by then. That’s why he said it was our last night.

Shushu pulled me to the security line and asked a policeman in uniform, “Hello. We’re the family of the third-floor A house, and my brother lives in it and can’t reach him now. Are there any casualties in this fire? I’m sorry.

The police picked up the walkie-talkie and the fire alarm in the building, “for the time being only one old woman on the fifth floor has been slightly injured.” Your brother should’ve gone out already. Look again. I’m sorry.

We gave thanks to the crowd, and now it’s time to make sure Ringo’s not in there. Where the hell did he go with Summer?

I wanted him to go as far away as possible and never be in my life.

Maybe God heard my wish and answered my wish.

Ringo never came back.

Me and Shuan are re-prepared for the wedding, so busy.

Until seven days later, Shuu and I were out at a hotel to book a wedding dress and had a busy day back home, and I got a mysterious phone call.

“Lin, it’s me.”

“Summer! Is that you? “I screamed with excitement.

“Shh. Keep it down. Don’t alarm anyone else. “Summer, I’m scolded, and I look back and I’m writing an invitation in the living room.

In the words of summer, it was moved to the balcony.

“You listen to everything I say next. This is what you owe Ringo. “The sound of summer to bite my teeth makes me feel bad.”

She said an address for me.

“Lingo was captured by the Shu family, and now it’s probably… gone. He said he’d call if he didn’t come back in seven days. Go find him! He’s got a tracker and a microphone in his left arm. You take it out without anyone else paying attention. This contains the most important evidence of the killing of Ringo’s parents. You must make them public! I’m sorry.

“What are you talking about? I don’t understand a word, “I ask you, what is Ringo no longer here?

What are you pretending to be? Aren’t you the one who took him? Didn’t you call the Shu family to kill him? I don’t know why Ringo still believes you! I can’t. You’re the only one who can get close to Shu’s house and get evidence. Lin, don’t make me look down. It’s evidence that Ringo bought his life! I’m sorry.

“Who called? “Sweet words suddenly held me from behind and scared me to press the summer phone.”

“No. Sell insurance. * I smiled and said *

My head’s a mess. Why did Summer say Lingo was taken by the Shu family? What about the warehouse? If Shaggy didn’t lie, Ringo was dead?

Just as the sun rises west, the sea floods, the news of the end of the world, I never believed in life.

How could the scourge of Ringo die…

Not long ago, he also said to me, “A thousand years have passed since the scourge.” I’m sorry.

How could a top-notch like him die?

The phone stinged and a text was sent.

I’m talking, I’m texting. It’s a map sent from Summer, where a red dot is marked where Ringo is now.

The next day I found an excuse to go out alone and drive to the place on the map.

It’s a villa. It’s just an ordinary rich family.

I ring the bell and a 30-year-old man in a suit opens the door. “Who are you looking for?” I’m sorry.

I think of a man between electric firestones, “I’m looking for Mr. Shu.” I’m sorry.

“Who are you?

“I’m Shuu’s girlfriend, and Grandpa Shu asked me to come over here to examine Lingo. Speaking of “mortem” my voice is shaking.

She said that the Shu family had kidnapped Ringo to find a secret on him and that they would have to call for an autopsy after his death. I’m only going in with this.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. You didn’t come together? We’ll talk when he gets here. The men clearly don’t trust me and they have to close the door.

Suddenly, a powerful hand came from behind me and reached the door and said, “You’re in a hurry to wait for me to pull over! I’m sorry.

I turned my head wrongly, and he smiled and greeted the man in the suit.

“Uncle Luo, she’s my fiancée, a doctor. My dad asked us to come today. I’m sorry.

The man in the suit finally showed his smile. I thought this little girl was teasing me. I haven’t grown up in years! Wait. I’ll call your dad first. I’m sorry.

As soon as I heard he was going to call Uncle Shuber, my heart was tight. Take my hand in peace, and squeeze my heart with it.

Just listen to the man with the phone.

The man who was called Uncle Luo led us to a basement door.

“Only those who are authorized to enter here, I will not go with you. Take care of what the old man told you. Don’t worry, the kid’s safe. He was beaten up for seven days and seven nights without a word, and he yelled at him. Such freaks should have died long ago. They didn’t stop until this morning. I’m sorry.

Uncle Luo was smiling like he was talking about something funny.

I’m already shivering all over my body. If I didn’t feel comfortable holding my hand, I’d be paralyzing. I bit my lower lip to stop crying in my throat.

Uncle Law said goodbye to us and let us go down the basement alone.

“What are you doing here? I’m sorry.

“I see you’ve been looking bad since you answered the phone last night. I was worried you’d come by this morning. I’m sorry.

“What happened to that phone? I’m sorry.

“You forgot what I learned? I knew Uncle Luo would call for proof and transferred Dad’s phone to the number. There’s a friend of mine answering the phone, impersonating Dad and Uncle Luo, asking to let us in. I’m sorry.

“You knew Ringo was here? * I’m asking the last question I want. *

I don’t want to doubt that.

It was quiet for a while, “You listen to me. I knew from the beginning that Ringo had been taken by Grandpa’s men, but they just said there was something to ask him. And Ringo is a very dangerous person, and I think he’s better controlled. But I didn’t think they’d torture him, let alone kill him. Do you believe me…?

I know it’s not a lie. He’s not a man of purpose. But we can’t afford to end this.

“It doesn’t make any sense to believe it. I’m sorry.

As they walked, the closed room was full of blood.

The second I saw Ringo, I knew I’d live my whole life in nightmares.

His body was crucified and a cold, long nail pierced his collarbone, heart and sole of his feet.

The cross was wrapped around a silver chain and strangled his neck. The whole cross is covered with red blood flowing from all parts of his body, and the black blood has surfaced in the shadows.

Ringo has no whole place. His chest is a layered lashes and a black and rotting brand.

Those deep shallow wounds make it almost impossible to recognize the color of the skin itself.

His fingertips were all pinned with silver needles, his nails were removed, even his pretty face was cut with a knife, leaving the flesh out of it.

I’m not sure if the man before me is Ringo. I was careful to lift his face and recognize the scars of his eyes.

I’d like to shout, but I’m afraid to alarm people upstairs. I wanted to cry, but I didn’t deserve to mourn him. I told myself it was just a nightmare, but I couldn’t wake up.

“Don’t be afraid…”

He gently slapped me on the back and tried to appease me.

What do I tell him? I’m not afraid. I’m in pain.

He wants to put him down and pull his nails.

I pushed out of my mouth and opened my arms in front of him.

“He’ll be in pain if you do this! I’m sorry.

This is the first time I’ve been like a sister to keep his hands open.

But what’s the point? I threw a slap in my face. The bitter tears flow into the mouth.

Lingo, Lingo, I’m sorry.

Take my hand, and it’s a pain in the face. Ringo’s dead. He’s dead! I’m sorry.

The one who lets me go away, who gets lost, who eats all the expired cakes that I buy, who gets hurt, who puts me on drugs, who says that I can’t marry anyone else, who kisses my son-of-a-bitch Ringo and dies in such a terrible way.

Ringo, you’re such an asshole!

The first time he yelled at me, he said Ringo was dead!

I stood in front of Ringo and refused to give in.

“He won’t die. He hasn’t bullied me enough, how can he die? He also said that he wanted me to marry him. He’s gonna ruin my life. I’m sorry.

Soothing, trying to act like you can’t hear it. And he held me and slapped me on the back: “Sweety, do not be patient. There must be something we can do to help Ringo. I’m sorry.

The word wakes up the dreamer.

I completely forgot what I was doing when I saw Ringo collapse.

“This is what you owe him. You must do as I say. This is what summer is saying to me.

Ringo is a devil who knows how cruel it is for me to face such an outcome, but he has no room to force me to face his death.

“Lingo’s right arm contains a mini recorder. That was the strongest evidence of the death of his parents. Summer’s got to make this evidence public after his death. I told you about the phone call.

It’s complicated. I know what he’s thinking.

Ringo’s death was linked to his father and grandfather.

The evidence that Ringo’s life had been bought was likely to be the decisive factor in pushing his family into a cliff that could never be turned over.

I don’t blame him for his struggle. I understand the blood of the water. But Ringo is my blood-stained family… and I can’t give up.

I started looking for the sharp instrument around me, and soon I found a knife on the table with blood on it.

I tried to restrain myself from thinking about whose blood it was, and I would use it to dig out the recording in Ringo’s arm.

His wrists had been chained to the point where white bones were visible, with whip marks and marks all over his thin arms, and I could not see where the wounds of the previous stitches were.

My hand reached out in a tremor, touched on his cold arm and looked carefully for the sudden sensation.

At last, a sudden rise was felt below his elbow, which would have been a recorder if nothing had happened.

I took a deep breath and lifted a knife to dig, but I was stopped by the other hand.

“I’ll do it. “It’s time to take away my knife.”

Whenever you say so, you’re the man who keeps my feelings nuanced.

He knew how cruel it was for me to break Ringo’s skin, even though he was dead.

But this time I can’t borrow his hand and pay my debts.

And I know Ringo, and he certainly wouldn’t want to help him with his words, and he hates to take care of others, even though he is the son of an enemy.

I don’t think he can even stand to talk close to him, let alone touch him.

It is also true that I was naive to think that he was just a child jealous, but I didn’t think that he was carrying so much.

“You don’t touch him. “I made that statement out of my consciousness.

“You don’t believe me… I’m sorry.

I have never doubted that he is one who lives in the sun without a shadow.

No matter what others do to him, he can forgive with a tolerant heart. Look at Ringo.

He has been a strong believer in justice and integrity since he was a child. Even if it were his parents, I don’t think he’d shield them.

But I’m always taking the comfort first, and this time I’m thinking about Ringo.

I would never let that happen.

It’s ridiculous to be your sister’s protection to swell to the highest point after his death.

“I’m sorry I just wanted to do what he asked me to do. This is Ringo’s punishment for me. “I took the knife in his hand, and I didn’t insist.

In fact, it was easy to dig out the tape recorder, and Ringo’s flesh had already been cut open by whips and the wound would have revealed the black corner of the tape recorder if only a little deeper.

It’s a good thing that it was meant to be.

I pulled out a tape recorder that was sealed in a bag to check if it was clear.

At the beginning of the recording, I heard a dispute between Ringo and me.

It was the last night, and he broke my deception and asked me if I’d ever liked him a little.

The tape left me a weak but firm “um.”

I feel the comfort in my eyes and I can’t look directly at it.

I remember very well that I was only supposed to lie to Ringo to get out. But from the sound of the tape, my voice is so sincere and almost religiously admitted.

If it wasn’t for my acting, it would be…

I can’t think about it any more.

Then there was Grandpa Shu’s forced confession to Ringo, and I could not hear any real evidence except that of one another.

Then there was a long torture, and the breathing and groaning of Ringo was as close as the ear.

All the scenes were right in front of me, and I looked up and I pulled my head, and the silent Ringo, and I couldn’t breathe.

I took the evidence out of it under the cover of my words.

But I don’t know what to do next, but it’s far from as easy as I thought to tell the truth.

Grandpa Shu said that he was more powerful than we expected, and no one more credible can trust this evidence.

And even as a young man like us, don’t even bother those who have a reputation.

I suddenly realized that it was probably for that reason that Ringo kidnapped the older members of those unions.

After the thought of the right, I and Toshi decided to gather the parents of the two families on the pretext of having a wedding dinner. The tape was broadcast at the wedding.

That idea was a relief, and I did not expect him to do so.

I’m sorry about that, but if it wasn’t for me, maybe he didn’t have to get involved. At the very least, you don’t have to push your grandfather and father into a situation where there is no end in sight.

But this is the truth that Ringo gave his life for. I can’t bury it.

On the day of the wedding, the guests continued to arrive. I saw the main elders in position, and my words made a difference.

He was wearing a black suit, standing by the stage and taking a deep breath like he was trying to convince himself.

After a while, I finally picked up the microphone and went to the stage. I followed him to the stage and held his hand.

“There are some things I’m asking of you today. “As a matter of fact, everyone misconstrued it as something else and started to applaud.

It’s a relief to look at me and look at the pain of struggle.

I don’t want him to be the bad guy, the one that took his hand.

“There’s a tape about my uncle’s aunt and brother’s death. It proves that they did not die at the hands of evil spirits. It’s the bad guys in the unions. Today I invite my elders not to witness my wedding with Shuu, but to serve justice for my brother and family! I’m sorry.

Under the stage, there was a clutter of people’s faces. Worried, angry, frightened, even my parents’ faces were white.

Yeah, that’s what happened to my daughter’s wedding. I’m just a bad girl.

I’m looking at Shuray and Shuren’s face. The face of Shuray is angry, and the smile of shame is revealed.

I don’t feel well in my heart. Why is he not surprised at all, but rather as he knows.

The sound of the tape recorder connected to the soundbox was, indeed, only loud noise.

“What did you do to the recorder? “My eyes are going to burn.

Don’t talk nonsense. I’ve never seen a tape recorder. @shuley: #Shuree is still smiling.

“Can you call the old man’s name? No big deal. It’s so hot before the door. “Shurey pointed at my nose and taught me.

Dad! * The words are behind me. *

Shuray looked at him and said, “I’ll deal with you later!” I’m sorry.

My mom and dad came out to play the roundabout, “The kids don’t know what they’re doing. Mr. Shu has a lot of money. Don’t play with them. Quickly apologize to the Schuberts! I’ll be a family.”

They took my hand and pushed me forward.

Words are whispering around, every eye is staring at this pile of noise, every mouth is laughing at me.

I threw Mom’s hand away.

Enough! Can’t you hear me? Ringo’s dead! This man killed the Ringo family. Why do you pretend to be nothing? Three lives! They’re not strangers, they’re your own brother! I will never be a family with their family! I’m sorry.

I regret it as soon as I’m done. Where do I put the comfort of fighting with me?

It is painful to say whether it was hurt by what I said or whether it was heartbroken by what my father did.

It was the same moment that I knew we would never return.

The sound of a loud slap in the ear is all over the place.

I can’t believe a finger can’t even touch my mother. You said that shit. For that ghost.”

“He’s not a ghost, he’s my brother! I’m sorry.

And every soul placed a mark on him that he was a devil, a wild seed, a dangerous man. But they all forgot that he was still our family.

“A silly woman…” suddenly a familiar emptiness came out of nowhere in the middle of the atmosphere.

I’ve had a cursing. It’s Ringo’s voice.

Everyone looks up to the stage.

The miracle didn’t happen, but the show started on stage.

In the picture, Ringo was wearing the black shirt we met last night, and still looked like the hanging son.

Skinned, eyebrowed, laughter with the Ringo standard, “I knew you couldn’t handle it. I’m sorry.

One of his mouths, my tears fell off.

This video made me feel like he never left and lived in the world in good faith.

If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I’d think the devil was crouching in that corner laughing at me.

Don’t cry. Ugly! I’ve always said my sister’s got my back. I’ll die for nothing, or I’ll do it myself. I’m sorry.

“Shurray, Shuten. Today is your day. Come down and stay with me! I’m very lonely down there on my own…” and he’s scrambling his fingers at the camera and laughing so chilly.

And Shure had to hit the ground with a cane, while Shuray had to pick up a stool and hit the stage, “Who is it? Who’s playing it? Time out. I’m sorry.

The Shu family wanted to block the broadcast and was stopped by words.

Listen to him!

I looked at everything, and I laughed, “He’s dead, and you don’t want to hurt him again.” I’m sorry.

The video suddenly disappeared, and then the recording that I heard was just a way to delete the part of Lingo that had been tortured in the front.

The cut was in the voice of Shorey, who clearly explained how he had killed the parents of Ringo at the behest of his father.

In addition to the fact that Ringo’s parents were killed, the recording also brought the name of Ringo.

Technically, Ringo’s not human, he’s a baby.

The baby spirit refers to children who have been aborted in the mother ‘ s arms, and who have been delayed by the fate of their loved ones and remain in their places of origin.

When they found out that they were pregnant, they decided to move to a bigger house and, by chance, to the house where Ringo’s parents originally lived.

The ghouls saw the ghosts, and they immediately discovered the presence of Ringo.

But Ringo had no malice, but he was very fond of the warmth of his mother, often afraid to call her after her aunt.

A pregnant woman would probably have a mother’s hair, and her aunt loved Ringo and acquiesced in her being with her.

Ringo’s favorite is to congee into a swarm of cats in the arms of her aunt.

He’s a light, weightless soul, and Aunty will let him go.

In the back, Ringo sleeps even under his aunt’s bed every night, like he’s really their child.

Uncle always thought it was wrong, but Aunt Tang insisted that ghosts were good and bad. Uncle is not allowed to hurt him.

But the tragedy happened very quickly, because Aunt Tang’s evil spirit eradication plan had offended a lot of evil spirits, who could easily harm a child, and my real brother was taken away by evil spirits before he was born.

And the baby, Lingo, who was under his cradle, was seriously wounded in his fight against the evil spirit.

When Uncle Tang came back, she found out she was dead. They urgently sought out his soul, but, by chance, the soul of the baby.

They didn’t notice anything unusual at first, but their instincts were sharp. Why does a baby have such mature eyes? Why doesn’t he suck on his fingers anymore? Why didn’t he say anything when he learned to call his parents?

Until Ringo reached the age at which he could speak, he told the truth of the time. Uncles and aunts are sad and understand that their real children are already on the turnway and can’t come back.

They brought the baby back to life.

Since then, she has been raising adults as her own child.

Although he always had a thorn in his heart, he also developed a true father-son relationship with him in the morning and evening.

In the back, no one’s going after Ringo. They’re the real family.

Until a few years later, Ringo had an unexpected sight of Shorey. He told Aunt Tang that he was the one who brought the devil to kill the real Ringo.

Aunt Tang and his uncle went to ask Shuray, who was supposed to play dumb and be punched in the face by Ringo.

The son and father of Shu had murdered them because the Shu family had cooperated secretly with the worst of the evil spirits, and they were demon-hunting families in the face of justice. In secret, they are behind the deal with the devils at the expense of some innocent children in exchange for their status.

And Aunt Tang’s plan is to point to the ghosts that Shu’s family is protecting. So the Shu family took care of his youngest son and tried to hurt each other.

Uncles and aunts had learned the truth about them and had not thought that Shuxian had prepared to ambush and kill them, and had done it again.

The father and son found out that Ringo was a baby and a ghost in confrontation with their uncles and aunts.

His body is a ghost of the body, his ability is equivalent to a very rare ghost, and he can do things that ghosts cannot do.

The greedy devils want power by devouring Ringo. The man who made the boat gave Ringo to them.

But Ringo himself was a devil, and instead of being swallowed up, he refined the other into a child whom he used.

Subsequent stories have come to light that the uninformed family of Lin saved the dying Lingo from the spirits and was secretly placed in my house.

This tape ends with Shuray’s mysterious voice: “I couldn’t have killed your parents that day, and they hid it long ago. Do you know who sold us your parents’ whereabouts? Yes…

The tape is in the most critical place, with only buzzing noises behind it.

Is it broken or is it dead?

The sound recordings were all complete and clear, but the last words left remained a permanent obsession.

I’m sorry to stare at my son, who’s not a good son, but he just told me. Shuray was afraid to look into his eyes.

The facts are clear to all, and I think it’s settled.

I didn’t expect a tall old man from Shu’s family to come forward and say, “What if it is?” Mr. Shu killed him for the sake of the people! As for the death of his parents, there is no proof of his death. There’s no point in pursuing them. I’m sorry.

I’m so angry at him for having turned black and white. What do you mean? I saw it today.

I haven’t refuted it yet, and another family’s elders have come forward to support his claim. In addition to the Lin family, more and more people are standing behind Shuxian and his son.

Schure has gone from the initial rage to the calm, the way you stand for me.

I understand that these people are blinded and deaf and dumb.

It is clear that this situation has not come to mind either. He stood behind me.

“How can you distort the facts like this? Wrong is wrong. Don’t anyone ever come forward and say something fair! I’m sorry.

I can feel that his faith in justice, which has always been in his heart, is collapseing.

I turned my head and looked at the Lin family. I didn’t expect them to avoid my eyes.

Dad stood up to me and reassured me, “The dead are dead, for the living. It’s bad for both of us. I’m sorry.

“Yeah. Anyway, Ringo died, so let’s just go. My mother told me so.

The parents who gave birth to me suddenly became so strange that I didn’t know them. Step back.

“My parents taught me to be honest and good. Is that what you call integrity and kindness? I’m sorry.

People look at me like monsters, like I’m talking funny.

What’s wrong with the world? Where is justice? What the hell!

The sound of a police car honking outside the hotel door came as a group of police officers stormed into the lobby and surrounded us.

The first officers went straight to Shuray and Shuxuan.

“You’re Shuray? We have received reports of suspicion that you were involved in a murder 10 years ago, as well as in a recent one. Please go back and help us with the investigation! I’m sorry.

Shuray and Shuxiang were taken away by the police, and everyone panicked.

There’s a weak figure coming out of behind the scenes and watching people on the stage.

“Lingo knew that you would protect each other. But don’t forget, there are laws in this world. The law will punish you. Enjoy your next life in prison! I’m sorry.

Summer and smiles and tears.

The young face of Ringo is on the screen again.

“I don’t want you to thank me, why don’t you take me away why you know that. Wherever you go, I’ve been willing to go with you. But you never wanted to take me away. “Summer to groan.”

“Lin, good luck with your words. He paused and said, “Ha ha, are you kidding me? That wasn’t true. I’m sorry I used you this time. I don’t want you to marry that guy. But besides me, only this guy deserves you. So I reluctantly agreed. Remember to be happy! I’m sorry.

“Bye…”

“Don’t go! Don’t!” I cried to the black screen that disappeared.

Come here and help me up.

“I killed Ringo. If I hadn’t lost him, how could he have been taken away…”

He looked at me in a sarcasm and passed by me in cold.

I grabbed her arm, “Small, forgive me…”

“Lingo is stupid! He likes people he shouldn’t. But you’re dumber than him! You love it, but you won’t admit it. You’re both cowards! I despise you guys. I’m sorry.

“As small as not to go.” You’ve been listening to Ringo, haven’t you? Who the hell is Shuray talking about? I’m sorry.

Summer looked deep behind me in the direction where my parents stood and she finally turned her head.

“I don’t know. She threw my hand away or left.

One year later, I received information about Shorey and Shutien’s death penalty.

Shuu was expelled from the family tree but he did not offer to dissolve my marriage.

I personally chose the cemetery for Ringo and buried it with my uncle and aunt.

After all this, I said to myself, “Let’s go on a tour. I haven’t left the city together for so long. I’m sorry.

It was a good choice to travel around Europe, and when we came to Madrid, we met a European exorcist, who liked to talk. Want to stay here and run a business.

This night in Madrid, I dreamt of Ringo.

And he smiled at me in his dream, and said, “Sir, you and the word of peace must be happy.” I’m sorry.

I asked him how he was doing.

But he didn’t answer. I’ve been looking at me and smiling, and my tears have come out.

He saw me cry, and he was a little panicking, “Don’t you want to see me? I’ll be gone in a minute…”

His words have not been heard, and the smoke has gradually faded.

“Lingo! “I woke up from my dream shouting his name.”

Ringo, it’s been a while since I called out that name. It’s a nightmare for me and for the comfort of words, and it’s a scar that we never mention.

The warm, warm arms surround me from behind, and the chin softens my shoulder. The sound of it was so much sleep, but patient, “What a nightmare! I’m sorry.

“I dreamt of Ringo. I snuck away with tears from my eyes and turned around to hold on to my sweet cheeks.

He’s still blind, but I clearly feel he’s awake.

“On the last night you thought of another man, I would be really jealous.” I’m sorry.

I know he’s just a liar and he says he’s never gonna be angry with the forest, even if she says she wants to leave him.

It’s because after this night, I will never see you again. So the heavy past between us became light. We can even talk about Ringo in a joke.

I told him about my dream, and I thought about it, and I said, “I don’t think that’s Ringo in my dream.” First, he never called me sister. Secondly, he’s never been so gentle to me. I’m sorry.

You’re laughing at me. “Yeah. If it was Ringo, he’d probably just say, “Why aren’t you dead?” I’m sorry.

I looked at each other in the open, and Haha laughed. Laughing at my eyebrow and crying again.

“Dreams like this are so unworthy. I asked him how he was doing. It’s like he’s dead. How can I forget that he died in my hands…”

“Sweet, the only condition I let you go is for you to forget the past.” Just because I’m part of the past, I’d rather you forget me. As long as you have fun. Forget about him. It’s not your fault…”

He kept hitting me in the back, repeating the last sentence.

Why isn’t it my fault? My stubbornness, my self-righteousness, and my conspiracies forced Ringo to die.

I thought that after you died, I would suffer from that deep sense of guilt day and night, but I clearly did not have the conscience I imagined.

I’ve slept in my sweet arms every night, and I rarely dream of you.

But I cannot hide forever in the safe haven I have set for myself, lest I drown in his tenderness.

I am not leaving him because I am entitled to remember you — my brother, Ringo — only by leaving the warm and dependent shoulders of my greed.

Extra: (Lingo perspective)

I’ve known myself since I was a kid. I have memories of being a baby.

I remember I was in my birth mother’s belly, but they chose not to.

I remember they moved out of the house, and then everyone else couldn’t see me, and I was the only one left alone in this big house.

I remember finally seeing a little girl who not only saw me hand me two cherries, but she said I should run.

I didn’t run away, I was lucky to meet the parents who gave me my life.

They were good and good people who treated me like they were themselves, and my parents were great exorcists.

Isn’t that ironic? The exorcist adopted a ghost.

Eventually they were raped because of me, who said that the male and female sides were evil.

I’m such a bad guy.

I know very well who my enemies are, but I have no choice.

They’re so powerful and so hypocritical that I can’t even tell others what he is. Otherwise We will not live until the Day of Retribution.

I was sent to my “kid uncle” house, where there was a girl five years older than me. I found out she was the girl who gave me cherry. This makes me happy.

Actually, she’s only nominally older than me, and I don’t know how old I am when I’m a baby.

The first time I saw her, she held her cat and smiled and reached out to me with her hand: “Hello, my name is Lin. I’m sorry.

And I said, “Go away. I’m sorry.

I hate her. Lin smiles like her hypocritical parents. Why would she have that smile? Murderer’s daughter.

But since then, I’ve been relying more and more on her, loving her smile and her fierce orders.

Lin always told me to do it by her sister.

But as soon as I frown, she’ll come and cheer me up.

He took care of me like a grown-up.

She’s the only one who’ll be watching me eat at home.

She’s the only one who’s gonna take me home when I get lost.

Only when I’m hurt will she secretly drug me and cry.

Only she picks presents for me at Christmas.

Only she’ll remember my birthday, even if this stupid woman buys me an expired cake.

Lin says our names are so similar, she’s Lin I, I’m Lin II. From now on, I’m his own brother.

She smells like I’m safe and warm as when I was little on my mother’s knees.

I didn’t realize I had feelings for her.

I didn’t think I’d like to be alone, even though we had a bloodbath between our parents. I pushed her away so hard I couldn’t help but be attracted to her.

I fell in unstoppable love and guilt.

But soon I found out that Lin was a little different, and she was always a fool, secretly writing her journal, waiting for a phone call, dressed up pretty well.

I saw another person in her. I knew she had someone to like.

Of course it wasn’t me, but I didn’t think it would be a relief. I hate the son of the most hated.

Lin has always wanted to promote my feelings and those of peace and hope to see what our brothers and sisters look like.

Everything else can be done for her, but I can’t do it.

Lin finds out I hate to talk. So she chose to speak comfortably and alienate me.

If this family doesn’t have her, will it count?

After she left, I started feeding the kids with my own blood and summer’s blood.

In fact, Lin’s blood is so bright, but sometimes people are selfish. I took advantage of the summerfall with her blood, but it was even worse for her.

When Lin found out, he told me to go.

I knew it would happen the first day I came to this house.

I left the house without any money.

I didn’t eat anything for days and I didn’t know where to go. Walking on the streets without purpose, like when I was a kid, I had hidden expectations that Lin would find me.

It was cold that night and I was hungry. I went into an abandoned chemical plant and met a few homeless people.

They’re yelling in their mouths at the dirty words, “Little flower, get lost.” I’m in position. I’m sorry.

I didn’t want to talk to them, but the group started pushing and stepping on me. And then he started to rip my clothes off. I’m angry. I seem to have lost control of myself in this mood. I don’t know how I did it. I took their souls very easily.

Until then I only swallowed ghosts. Never killed anyone. But I felt like there was something in me that I couldn’t control, and then I knew it was my kid who controlled me.

As the power of the child grows stronger, so do I. At first I was under its control, and I didn’t remember what happened, and those people fell in front of me.

But then I learned to slowly control the energy of the kids, and I killed a lot of people out of choice. Those are the weak, the rich, the violent and the evil. They should all go to hell. Me too.

The words appeared at this time, and he urged me to return to shore.

I really hate to talk. Why isn’t he a bad guy, like his father and his grandfather, like me?

He’s so good, so perfect, as the sun rises early in the morning. He was essentially the same person as Lin, and Lin was always so pure.

The worst part is that I hate him out of jealousy.

On the occasion of the kidnapping, I started a plan to avenge Shu’s family.

Actually, I didn’t care about the talk. And I care about Lin’s idea.

So I kidnapped him just to threaten Shuray and Shuxuan and did not intend to harm him.

But I didn’t think the two old foxes at Shu’s would be able to speak to the forest on purpose.

I was found with a hyena.

I gave it to Lin so she could find me anywhere. But she took the only opportunity to find another man.

The burning of the schizophrenia caused me to burn in the flames of the flaming fire. It’s coming back to me again.

I lost my mind when Lin came to me, I hurt my words, I hurt Lin, I almost killed her, and if it wasn’t for her, I would have recovered my mind in time.

I know it’s impossible to forgive me this time.

She’s not going back with her wounded words. How can I ask her not to leave me? I deserve it, I’m not surprised.

I had always believed that Lin would come back to me before I lost consciousness, as always.

I remember when I arrived at Lin’s house, because I was not familiar with the new address, and sometimes I got lost when I came home from school.

One of them was lost long enough to find his way home until dark. It started raining and I found a shop to hide from the rain and fell asleep on the table.

And when I woke up asleep, I saw my name in a thin forest outside the window.

She stepped on a muddy foot, covered in mud on a plaid school dress, with her hair wet and sticky on her face. But as soon as she saw me in the store, she had a terrible light in her eyes.

So my heart was as wet as rain, and a soft force struck my heart.

I was checked up and down, and made sure I wasn’t hurt, so I took the blame for my fear. I’m sorry.

Later I found myself in the opposite direction, and it took at least two hours for this place to walk from her home.

I haven’t had a family concept since my parents died. But from that night on, I feel like I’m home from now on.

Lin taught me, “You will be lost and you will not find your sister, so stay where you are. She will come back to you.” I’m sorry.

I remember that for years.

The night of the chemical plant, I used my mom and dad to save me, and I put my last filament on that kid.

I could have gone, but I’d been lying there, and the night would get cold, and I’d bite tight. I waited silently for her to come back.

I think I heard the iron door squeaked and opened.

I looked in my eyes, and I saw a blurry shadow of man, and my mouth was stained with blood.

I couldn’t even react without the sound of the voice, a cold flash, and a cold dagger was inserted into my stomach.

“Uh…” My head was strangling backwards, and I was so excited, I was completely awake. The man in front is not a forest, but two strange men.

“Is that him?”

“Lin Qi said he was still at the chemical plant. He should have left! I’m sorry.

They spoke quickly to confirm my identity.

“It’s up to you. No survivors. I’m sorry.

The dagger in the other person’s hand went off and I was in a hurry to run away. I covered my abdominal wound and fell and ran. The people behind are coming.

They think I’ve just been consumed, and I’ve been injured, and there’s no way to resist. So I led them out.

There are large undeveloped forests behind the chemical plants in the suburbs, and I know that there are a lot of hunters out there who hunt for wild animals.

They followed me into the forest, and I stopped and they were laughing at me as if I was the meat on the tablet.

Let me try. How powerful are the little ones that just swallowed?

Two soundings, two heavy bodies fell into a big pit for their prey.

They were dead and covered with blood marks, like animals torn to death.

I erased the blood on my lips, and the people who hated it were so disgusting.

On that night We slept in another pit, maintaining the temperature against the thinness of the leaves. The loss of blood made me hallucinate, fainted, and I heard the sound of the forest.

I hurt her favorite, she wants me dead.

I lost my home again.

And since then, I’ve been wandering for half a month, and I don’t know where I’m going, and every day I live in a mess. The wounds were re-emerging and pulverized, and the children were able to heal, and I didn’t care until summer to find me.

Summer brought me to a public toilet mirror and showed me what I am now.

I look up at the mirror, and I’m very strange, because of the long vagrancy, and I have a light tan in my chin. The clothes on them have long been scraped and broken and blood is everywhere. It’s like a bad IQ called Hanako.

That’s where summer’s resentment over the forest comes from.

Summers took me to my rented house and washed me clean and clean.

She was screaming when she took off my clothes.

I took a faint look, but the abdominal wound was again inflammated and pulsed, and she made a big deal.

“Don’t worry about it, you’ll be fine. I’m sorry.

Even though she refused to do so, and was afraid, she shuddered to remove the flesh from my wound. I’m sitting on a stool like I’m not feeling.

Further painful wounds have become numb in the habit of years and years.

My left leg has been left permanently disabled by wounds to my bones and no good medical rest, and still has a slight limp if I look at my feet.

Sometimes there’s a person who changes you in addition to the person he loves the most.

For me, it’s like that.

Summers is such a silly girl, knowing I don’t like her and willing to be used by me. Love is a stupid thing.

It was summer that woke me up and told me not to live like this. I just remembered my parents’ blood feud. So we started a crazy plan…

The reason for the re-emergence on the day of Lin’s marriage was self-interest.

I told you, I’m a devil. I don’t want to see Lin happy. I ruined her happiness myself. Because I can only give her happiness.

It’s actually easy to kill Shuray and Shuren with my power now. But I’m not going to do that, it’ll only shame my parents.

I want the truth about the death of my parents to come to light, and I want the names of the hypocrites.

I deliberately provoked those elders, kidnapped Shuxuan and arrested others for making smokescreens. All to provoke the hatred and attention of the exorcism union.

The more they spend on me, the more influence they will have when the truth comes out.

Among them are the parents of Lin, my brothers and sisters, the accomplices of my parents.

I asked them why they betrayed my parents.

Mother said if they didn’t do it, the devils would be in the woods. They are not as good as my parents, and they can only be selfish once to protect their children.

I thought that reason was not enough for me to forgive them.

But I don’t want Lin to know about it.

Lin was supposed to stay with me to save her parents.

She knew my special feelings for her. She was so sensitive.

To see me, Lin even ate her severely allergic seafood.

She didn’t know she almost killed herself!

Fortunately, Ringo’s body is also allergic to seafood, after all, to blood relatives.

So I can try to save her life.

How could I not know her intentions? I can guess what she was thinking from the moment she was little.

If she speaks and touches her hair, she proves that she is lying, if she looks at television and holds a doll in her arms, she proves that she is afraid, and if she sleeps with her blanket she proves that she is upset.

Although Lin was trying hard to hide her emotions and pretended to be as easy with me as before. But she’s afraid of me, and in her eyes I’m nothing but a murderous demon.

I didn’t pierce her, because I enjoyed the peace that I’m seeing now. At least the forest will be like this with me. This is my last luxury.

I knew Lin would find a way to make me unconscious to save her parents.

If Shuxian had found me in a coma, he would have taken advantage of it.

He wouldn’t just kill me because he had something he wanted to get on me. So I can get to them in a logical way, and everyone thinks I’m gonna get caught. No one will doubt what I came for.

But of course they will not tell me the truth so easily, but they will only be unprepared for one person, the one who will die.

They threw me in a coma in a cold dungeon, and I was awakened by a bottle of cold water.

The man in the suit, who was standing in front of several men, had a heavy whip, and he had a full wall full of whips of various sizes, chains and iron.

With crutches sitting behind those men and smiling at me.

“Lingo, long time no see. I’m sorry.

I found myself with little strength and I couldn’t move in cold water.

I know they drugged me, and it looks like they’re too shy to devour the power of the kids.

“Tom God, you’re not dead. “I am not strong enough to show them weakness.

The voice was still on, and a man next to me kicked me in the corner.

“Cough, cough, cough.” I spat a smudge.

“Fatherhead, speak with some respect. If you can answer my question properly, you can suffer less. I promise I’ll kill you. Otherwise…”The mouth of forgiveness is a shameful smile.

“What do you think I’m going to say to my mother and father? “And We erased the blood of his lips, and looked at him in anger.

“You know, young people, you’ve been drugged to your head before you talk. You guys, keep him awake. I’m sorry.

Four men next to each other exchanged one eye and waved their whips.

In the cell, the whips resonated with the sound of the crumbs of the skin, and they resonated in the empty cell.

Soon my clothes were splattered, blood splattered, even on the body and on the face.

And my body is in the instincts of a whirlwind whip, but wherever it rolls, there are men waiting for me, like monkeys.

And We lay still in the ground, and we endured the whips of mybs without a word.

Slashed my cheek and left a hot red swollen.

The bloodthirsty excitement has been flashed in the eyes of the Lord, and the blood stains on the face have been slowly rubbed with the handkerchief.

“Stop it. I’m sorry.

Four men took the whip at the same time and I strangled. It’s a bloodbath under it, and it’s all broken and bleeding.

“Have you decided how to talk to me? You answer whatever I ask. I’m sorry.

I’m still laughing at the pain of the wound in the tangled face, but this man really makes me laugh. You ordered your son to kill my parents! Are you sleeping at night when you’re doing so many bad things? I’m sorry.

Shu Xianxian covered his mouth and laughed, shaking his head, “You still haven’t figured out how to talk to me. Go on. I’m sorry.

Again, the whips of the wind were drawn into the flesh, mixed with my insinuous moaning. At first there was pain, and after hundreds of whips, I was delirious.

“Okay. I’m tired today and I’ll play with you tomorrow. Lock him up first. “Sweet heaven stood up with a cane and walked out of the dungeon.

A man towed my hand and dragged me away like an animal. A red blood mark was left on the ground.

On the second day, I returned to my mind in the cold water.

But it wasn’t that lucky this time. The water was salted. The granular salt was attached to the wound and mixed with blood water into the open flesh. I’m shaking all over.

“Have a good rest? “If only you could tell me how to purify evil spirits.” I can end you now. I’m sorry.

“Why don’t you tell me how you killed my parents? I asked him back.

“Strap him to the gallows! “His men skilfully pushed me to the death row, and cold chains bit my wrists and my ankles.”

Shu Xianxian took the red-burned triangle and stamped it on my chest.

“Uh–” I bit my teeth, and my head was upside down. All over the place.

“Hissing. * The smell of burning spreads in the air until red iron blocks turn to ashes *

“Well, did Ken say anything? I’m sorry.

I’m on the side of my head and it’s only a little bit late for God. I’m sorry.

Shuxiang wiped the blood out of his face, picked up half the candles on the table and slightly tilted them in his hand. A drop of red and colorful wax oil fell on my chest wound.

I was humming, trying to struggle, and my hands and feet were strung with chains, and I couldn’t stop the hot wax from dripping into the wound.

I fainted and woke up with salt water. They’ve been tortured all day.

On the third day, Shuray, the father of Shuu.

When he saw me, he came to me and cried, “My poor child!” How did you end up like this? I’m sorry.

And I lifted up my face, and looked at the man in front of me, “Oh, it’s you! I’m sorry.

“It’s me. I’m here to save you. Poor boy, if you talk to Dad, I can save your life. I’m sorry.

“Why? Another way to lie? I beg you to put that hypocritical face away, and I might believe it if you were your son. But it’s you! Save it! I’m sorry.

Shuray’s face changed with my words, “You sure are not a fuel-saving light. I’m sorry.

Schure rubbed my hand, “I really don’t agree with my father’s way of dealing with things, so why do you want to die if you don’t move?” But sometimes some hard bones do require special means. I’m sorry.

A man next to him heard that he was delivering an inch of a silver needle, and Shuray pulled up my right hand, where I was held in my right hand, and held my finger to the right and to the left.

“What a beautiful finger. What a shame if these hands were to play the piano. I’m sorry.

The silver needle, by the way, went to my middle fingertips.

Ten fingers in my heart, and I’m so pale and my hair is so cold and wet.

“You kidnapped my son with this hand? I’m sorry.

It’s another silver needle in the index finger. I bit my teeth tight and didn’t take it soft.

“This hand took my father? A silver needle inserted a no-name finger.

“This hand took my daughter-in-law? A silver needle was inserted into the end finger.

Soon, my ten fingers were filled with silver needles. The fingernails are blue, the fingertips are covered with blood stains, the nails are poking up, the fingertips are sewn in a blood hole, and the blood is still swollen.

“You really have a problem with our family! You broke my son’s hand. I’ll make you 10 times pay back! @Shuree is happy to see his masterpiece.

“Lingo, do you know what we want? It’s not that painful to die. I’m sorry.

I smiled, “You father and son really look like you.” Anything new? I’m sorry.

“You want something fresh? “Shurey laughed strangely. Grab your head and watch the men around you, “Do you hear me? He wants something fresh. What’s new? Show him. I’m sorry.

Four of them went up, two grabbed my right-hand hand with a needle, one pulled my hair from the back, and one with a nail with a thick finger and a hammer.

They fixed my left hand and drew the palms with nails. The hammer went down, and the iron nails, which were not sharp, were punched down, pierced through the flesh, gave out the sound of bone breaking, and nailed to the wooden stake behind it.

“Ah…” I can’t help but scream.

Shuray seems to be happy with his reaction, and he’s happy to close his eyes. Louder!

I’m not making any noise. Bite your teeth and swallow them with blood.

They pierced my hands with long nails, soles and collarbones. Nailed me on the shelf.

“Is this fresh enough? What’s this called? Right, rebirth. That’s what happened to Jesus. You don’t have to have Jesus luck. He laughed.

“Ahem… let’s make a deal. “I made a difficult sound.

The only way to hear Shura is to get past it. I’m sorry.

“Just tell me how my parents died. I’ll tell you how to refine kids. “My hair is wet on my face with sweat and blood.”

“So you can take credit in front of God’s forgiveness, and the next successor of the Shu family will be seated. I’m sorry.

Schure’s eyes were gliding, and it seemed like I was thinking about my suggestion, “Don’t you know all this? I’m sorry.

“I want details. I want you to admit it yourself!” I insist.

“As for what you think you know, I will fulfill your last wish. “He stood aside from me and whispered the whole process of killing my parents.”

His words were recorded in a mini recorder in my arm. This is evidence of their crimes!

Dad, Mom. I’m finally going to make you feel better. Rest in peace. I’ll be right with you.

“Now can you tell me how to return a corpse? I’m sorry.

“Come here.” My voice is getting weaker, like I’m going to break.

And Shuray drew near his ears, and We said in his ears, “You will not know if you die.” Ha ha ha ha. I’m sorry.

“You… you! You think I won’t kill you if I catch you? I’m sorry.

“You can catch me because I want you to. You’re stupider than I thought. I’m sorry.

Shurey slapped him in the face, “Don’t laugh! Cut his face and look at him smile! I’m sorry.

His men cut my face with a knife and I was numb.

Now that I’ve achieved my goal, there’s nothing to worry about. I only feel sorry for the people who walk around looking at them.

I was going to bite myself, but Shuray found me, and he blocked my mouth.

“To commit suicide? Not that easy. I’m sorry.

He turned his head and told his men, “Take good care of him, I want him to be tortured to death. If I find out he killed himself, you’ll all be buried with me. I’m sorry.

The group was shaking and noding, of course.

Schure said he was angry and went away, and he probably said something to his father, and he never came back.

They all thought they couldn’t get any useful information from me and abandoned me.

I lost my breath in the early hours of the seventh day of imprisonment, after the group had made all the tortures that they could think of common to me.

I don’t know who opened the window of the dungeon, and the sun outside the window came in like a beam on my body, so I bathed myself in the golden light.

My clothes are covered in black blood, some of which have pulverized and others are bleeding.

The last second of life I saw her face.

She had a pink cheek with a young girl’s shame and a little head, “Well…”

Yeah. I like you, Ringo.

She bowed her head and kissed my mouth.

For the first time in my life, I was in love with this cruel world because of this kiss.

I’m a born devil. I never regret anything I’ve done. But at that moment, he had an unfailing thought.

If at first I chose to be a good man, wouldn’t everything be different? Does Lin really like me?

Of course, if none of this can ever become a reality again, this idea is warm enough for the last seven days of my life.

Seven is God’s number.

The memory of the fish is seven seconds, seven days a week, and all the cells in the human body are updated once for seven years. All seven symbolizes a rotation.

So seven days later, the world is new again.

I have a locator and a recorder in my arm. As long as Lin takes out the evidence in my hand after my death, everything will be done.

But I don’t believe so much in the sense of justice of the trade union, whose pompous slogans only deceive people as simple-minded as Shudu Lin.

In addition to this IQ, Elin was beaten to death in minutes.

So I’m going to have Summer’s remote surveillance of the recorder, and all the data recorded will be synchronized to her computer.

The forest is at dawn, the summer is at dark. The two programmes were being carried out simultaneously, and Shuray thought that he could take care of the forest without knowing that the data in his hand were the last card.

If there is no one in the Council to stand up for justice, it will be brought to justice.

Anyway, I won’t let them get away with it.

As for Lin Lin’s parents, killing them may not be the best solution. That will only plunge Lin into pain for the rest of his life.

I cut Shuray’s record about Lin’s parents.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m Lingo, not so much.

I know that the sexual nature of Lin Yuen’s question is bound to end, but it is not difficult to find out who betrayed my parents.

Even if Lin cannot find out, Shuray and Shuxiang, who were caught in prison, must have been impatient to drag them into the water.

Their greatest punishment is not death or imprisonment, but the death of their own daughter.

I want them to live with blame and regret.

But after revenge for my parents, all my wishes are gone. It’s a good ending.

But a kiss from Lin broke all my plans.

She said she liked me…

I changed my mind for Lin’s sake.

I’m gonna live, I’m gonna get her!

They all forgot I wasn’t human. I can take Ringo back and I can find a second Ringo.

Although that would take a lot of time and effort, it would not necessarily succeed, although it would be difficult to get back to her. So what? There’s nothing I can’t do.

I’ve arranged for Lin to get evidence so that she can face her feelings with the tragic death of me.

The last video was recorded to wish her happiness, but it was in order to get her out of it.

I know Lin Lin too well. She’s only loyal to her inner voice.

Everything I’ve done, I’ve done so that the balance in her heart has fallen to me.

What did I say? I’m a selfish, natural bad guy.

Maybe ten years, maybe twenty years, maybe when I see her again, she’s pale.

Perhaps over the years, she will abandon everything that has been done and marry her, or she will meet another person who has worked together for a lifetime.

I’ll bet on it anyway.

I’ll bet she’ll leave everything she’s got to find a new life and she’ll love me when she sees me again.

Lin, wait for me.

Author: Orange Zen

I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.