Bones racks
Bones.
I don’t think so. I’ll see you when I move.
I was a bone shelf in the lab, and I was spitting at Sven’s abstinence every day, and one day he frowned and looked at me, “Did you move? I’m sorry.
“No, no, no! I’m sorry.
“Oh, my God! I’m sorry.
Shen Wing is my intimate lover, with a long high leg and a golden pair of glasses.
It’s cold and handsome, and Sven is full.
But I know it’s impossible for us.
Because I’m just a bone rack in his lab.
One day I suddenly found myself conscious.
Then, when I saw the handsome face, I fell in love with him at first sight.
Shenfan appeared in the laboratory on time every day and stayed for eight hours without a trace.
But I found out that he spent most of his time groping fish, even boringly playing mine clearance.
And today he’s done a new trick — he’s cooking snails in the lab.
Stink, spicy.
I smell it all!
Scrambled with a thick coat of red oil under the bright light and a “grumbling” bubble.
Shen Wing got a call before cooking.
Then took a document and went out.
The more the platinum boils, the more the soup is covered.
I looked around carefully.
Go straight to the boiler powder, turn the temperature to cool, and bend down and smell it deep.
Fresh fragrances of the bottoms of the soup, the line of rice with soft teeth, curds, sour, and wood…
It’s killing me.
The sound of a fingerprint unlocked outside the door.
I was so scared that I ran back to where I was.
Shen Wynn’s door came in, the look wasn’t good.
I feel my cold sweat coming out.
I didn’t notice until he got close — there was an extra coffee stain on his shirt’s chest.
No wonder it stinks.
The cold face starts to unbutton.
He stopped and whispered something.
Then he turned around!
I don’t have any marks on my side, but the angle is just enough for me to see the mirror across.
But I forgot.
Mirrors are two-way.
And he turned back with his shirt off, and looked in my empty eyes.
This new star, rising in the scientific world, is full of confusion.
He frowned and asked, “Did you just move?” I’m sorry.
I was counting his eight abs, and I came out in a hurry: “No! I’m sorry.
“Oh, my God, you still talk! I’m sorry.
Shenn and I sat face to face and he kept quiet.
Scrambled with a fragrance.
I ate a saliva that didn’t exist: “Don’t you eat snail powder?” I’m sorry.
I’ve got a complex look at her face.
And then he picks up a screwdriver and starts acting like I’m talking.
He eats with grace and speed.
I had to admire it.
It tastes good.
Shen Wynn didn’t talk to me.
And from his high-speed choreography, I see five words — broken jars.
The puffy sheath is spicy and sweaty, which is a little bit more pyrotechnic than the usual clean and cold.
I introduced him to him with pleasure. I’m a white genie.
His eyes are filled with sympathy for my intelligence: “Although you are a human skeleton model, the material belongs to the PVC and has nothing to do with human bones.” I’m sorry.
“Aah?”
I just opened my mouth, “So I’m actually…”
He was determined to cover his coffin: “It’s a piece of plastic.” I’m sorry.
I was very depressed the next few days.
Turns out I just gave off a 300-packed plastic simulation of human bones.
Whoo-hoo.
Am I not good enough for him?
White bones and plastics…
Sounds too different.
“It’s not so different, it’s not human.” I’m sorry.
Thank you, there’s comfort.
Shen Wing didn’t leave me in the lab, but took me home.
I came out of a cardboard box, and I first saw his living room with his book book, the four big words of the Dragon-Fifeng dance: “materialism.”
I’ve got a crooked skull.
The next day, the words that were hanging there became “agnostic.”
Immediately thereafter, Shenhan started a long home office.
I was happy at first.
But I found out that Shen Wing didn’t touch fish, and there was a lot on his computer that I couldn’t understand.
And whether I sit or lie down, there’s always a line of sight, and I’m on my back.
I’m counting the bones, the sight’s coming back.
# Shen Wing #
It’s all up to him. Look at me. I’m so nervous.
Shepton joined the computer.
He didn’t wear glasses at home, and he had a beautiful pair of peaches.
I’m cool.
He asked, “Did you say that I was the first person you ever saw? I’m sorry.
I’m squeezing at the spot, “Yeah.” I’m sorry.
“Have you thought about it?” If that’s the case, you shouldn’t know much. I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
I have no knowledge of my past and rightly believe that I was born in Shenn’s laboratory.
But I am no stranger to the world.
I know a lot of things, I just don’t know who I am.
And in the words of Sheba, “I doubt that you are human.” I’m sorry.
Shenhan’s eyes are in another realm — the soul.
That’s what I can’t read.
He came to a conclusion, although in my opinion it was bullshit.
“Although no one can prove the existence of a soul, no one can prove that it does not exist. I’m sorry.
I thought I’d do the same.
No one can prove that you’re talking nonsense, but no one can.
He said: “If you cooperate with me, I am sure I will find your memory.” I’m sorry.
He lowers his voice, full of temptation: “Don’t you want to know who you are? I’m sorry.
I don’t own the spot.
Shen Fong laughed.
At this moment, he sees the madness of genius and the inevitability of life.
But what I think is, he’s close to me.
I want to kiss.
I think whoever I am, first of all, it must be a dead mind.
Since I’m a bone rack, there are few ways I can do it. Shepton chose to try hypnotize.
I slept comfortably on the couch.
I’m so relieved by the low voice.
I don’t consciously begin to relax, like slowly landing on a cloud.
But all of a sudden, the sky in the dream flashes a lot of messy images.
It’s a big fire. It lit the sky.
I hit the door lock so hard I couldn’t open it.
Not just me, but a lot of people.
Those loud calls for help covered the Shepton sound.
Behind the fire, I saw a couple.
“Do you really love me so much? I’m sorry.
Men whispered in the ears of young girls.
“Then do me a favor, okay? I’m sorry.
Young girls understand the location.
The next second, she’s on fire.
“Good girl.” I’m sorry.
I woke up suddenly.
Shen Wing asked me how I felt?
We said, “I saw a terrible fire. I’m sorry.
If he writes it down,
“Is there anything else? I’m sorry.
“No more.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t say that last scene.
The doorbell suddenly rings.
I consciously look at Shen Wing.
And he rose up at ease: “Sit in the bedroom, and do not make a sound.” I’m sorry.
But I didn’t expect the lock to move itself.
I couldn’t get back to the second floor. I turned to the basement.
But she pushed me, “Go to this room!” I’m sorry.
So I was pushed into the groceries around the corner of the stairs.
He doesn’t want me to go to the basement.
Why?
“Dive, oh, why are you skinny again? I’m sorry.
It’s Shen Wing’s mom.
“What happened when Uncle Wei said you took long leave? I’m sorry.
It’s a small explanation.
His mother told him to take care of his body.
I looked out through the door and they both turned their backs on me.
The stairs are only a few steps away from me.
I held my breath, raised my toes and went straight to the basement.
Despite the psychological preparations, the moment I pushed the door open, I was still numb.
It’s a big glass chamber, with a naked female body suspended in it.
Even if she closes her eyes, I can recognize that it was me in the dream.
All of a sudden, a sigh came out the door.
I’m cold.
Shenfan came in, “or did you find out? I’m sorry.
I sulked back.
“Thank you for giving birth…”
“Well, I’m here.
He’s as smooth as ever.
There was not much room in the impervious basement, and I couldn’t back off and my back hit the cold glass chamber.
“Your legs are shaking.” I’m sorry.
I thought he was smiling a little.
God damn it.
And he drew near to Us with a slowness, and whispered in his murmuring: “Do you know why I am so sure that you are not a leprechaun? I’m sorry.
The oil was so cold that it blew my skull.
Shen Wing squeezed my chin and turned my head closer to the glass chamber.
And in that bulging of colorless liquid, it’s not a whole body.
It’s a whole skin.
I just didn’t get up.
I passed out.
I made a wish to see that handsome face every day.
But I didn’t expect God to hear it.
“Wake up? I’m sorry.
How the hell did he know a bone rack was awake?
I keep playing dead.
“Can you wake up when you don’t know how to put it in the glass chamber?” I’m sorry.
He spreads out his arms and moves to hug me.
I hit a carp, “Wake up! I’m sorry.
You’re laughing.
He’s sick.
“It’s too easy to be scared. I’m sorry.
♪ I can’t ♪
“Silver,” you remember? I’m sorry.
“Sun, wine.”
I’m still repeating it.
Some of the scenes of chaos and lawlessness are recurring in my mind.
I feel an unknown pain in it.
I couldn’t help but look up.
“Silver, we met, you found me three years ago and asked me to draw you a skin.” I’m sorry.
I looked in the glass room again with his eyes.
There’s a beautiful skin up and down.
“A painting of a skin? I’m sorry.
“Yes, I am a pictor. I’m sorry.
When the heavens and the earth opened up, there were many different people in the heavens and the earth.
And until the female has created man.
Man, became the head of everything.
The chord left behind by the death of the woman became a new ethnic group.
They have inherited a part of the power of the goddess, who can make human flesh and is known as a painter.
Shefti is the only painter left in the world.
“You’re the first human to find me, you say you’re called “Smoky.” I’m sorry.
He said, “You asked me to draw a skin like yours, and you said you’d pick it up by the time it came.” I’m sorry.
He pointed at the skin of the man: “Well, then you disappear.” I’m sorry.
Shen Wing’s mouth is pretty desperate.
He looked at me and said, “It’s not easy to recognize when time comes. I’m sorry.
When Shenfan took me home, he discovered that the skin that was in the basement and I had a feeling that I was a saloon.
“I guess it may be that your failure to complete your contract with me has caused you to die and to remain attached to my object.” I’m sorry.
I still don’t get it: “Why didn’t you tell me earlier? I’m sorry.
“Because I doubt you’re a genius.” I’m sorry.
To those who pray, and to the devils, and to the hymns.
May the gods and the dead die.
“The universe is a voodoo Queensman. I’m sorry.
“That explains why you, as a human being, can find me… and why you could have known three years ago that today…”
Speaking of which, the eye shines.
“I don’t think there’s any power to kill a man in heaven…”
I bowed down shyly: “I am so strong in your eyes. I’m sorry.
Shetian: …
He said, “How can you be a pig-eating tiger when I think too much?” I’m sorry.
“I can’t find any fire reports for the last three years that fit your memory, and everything has been deliberately erased.” I’m sorry.
“You know what that means? @Ambassah: #Jan25 #egypt
I’m freezing.
“It’s possible that the power to kill you is more powerful than human civilization.” I’m sorry.
The glass chamber behind me is cold to the bone.
I don’t remember.
But I believe.
I’m just 206 bones. I can’t think of any reason to lie to me.
Shertun put me on that skin.
“What?” he asked.
The girl in the mirror makes me familiar and strange.
Shen Wing probably saw me in a different way. I’m sorry.
“It’s probably you who killed plastic.” I’m sorry.
Plastic too?
“Thank you, Master, for your skill.” I’m sorry.
Shen Wing glanced at me.
He wanted me to go out with a man — his mother’s Uncle Wei.
All the existing ancient ethnic groups have joined together to form a coalition, which is behind the research that Shen Dian is supporting.
Wei Thong is a key figure.
His personality is low, his age is unknown, no one knows his true identity, and his relationship with Shen Wing is shared.
“Uncle Wei has news of a fire. I’m sorry.
I ask the weak question: “What if he doesn’t?” I’m sorry.
“You better pray to him. I’m sorry.
Wei Tung is different than I thought.
Although Shenn called him Uncle Wei, he didn’t look old, around 30.
Unlike Sven Joon-soo of Shen-yun, his words and his actions are absconding.
He’s got eyes on him.
I can’t even remember his face. I can’t find him.
He seemed to know Shen Wing was coming, and he put two cups of tea on the table.
“Uncle Wei is the master of heaven.” I’m sorry.
“No, not now. I’m sorry.
I can’t help but ask why.
Wei Thong’s look was very peaceful and there was no anger.
And he laughed: for I was betrayed by a trusted man. I’m sorry.
Somehow.
And We sent down a message to the gods, saying, “There will surely be a recompense for those who betray others.” I’m sorry.
Weir looked at me and suddenly laughed.
He said, “No, I hope she’s doing well.” I’m sorry.
I can’t answer that.
For half a day, I raised my thumb: “You are so big. I’m sorry.
Shen was just saying what happened to me, focusing on the fire I mentioned.
Wei Hong Kongo is an old man.
He turned around me with great interest: “This is the first time I’ve ever seen a physiographer’s work. I’m sorry.
I can’t wait to say, “Do you know about the fire? I’m sorry.
“I don’t know much. I’m sorry.
“Three years ago, there was a fire in the old building of the city, and you described it in such a way that it could not be traced because of the presence of a third category of forces on that day. I’m sorry.
And I said, “What is the third kind of power?” I’m sorry.
Shenhan explains: “The available technology and the known extra-legal and unrecorded forces of mankind are collectively referred to as the third kind. I’m sorry.
“Yes, in the absence of casualties, the official and coalition chose to conceal it from the outside and to investigate it in secret. I’m sorry.
I pointed to my nose, “No casualties, what am I?” I’m sorry.
And the one who was on the side thought, “Will it burn you to death, without a trace?” I’m sorry.
Wei Bong is more subtle: “It is possible that the third category of power is often more powerful than knowledge. I’m sorry.
I fought a cold war.
“This is all I know.” I’m sorry.
“If you want to continue your investigation, there is only one way. I’m sorry.
“But is it really so important that God has his own plans? I’m sorry.
He took a look at her.
Give it to the gods.
And when I left Wei’s house, I asked Shenfan, “What was the last way he said?” I’m sorry.
“Return to the day of the fire.” I’m sorry.
I said, “How can it be?” I’m sorry.
“It was impossible, but it was possible for you. I’m sorry.
Shen Wing is standing below the steps: “The sky can push the future, it can also go back, but…”
If he doesn’t say it, I can guess — the better the calculator, the stronger it is.
“You don’t have to bear the cost of the forced exercise, and I will have another way.” I’m sorry.
I listen in peace.
After a moment of silence, I asked him, “If you know it’s a mess, why continue to get involved?” I’m sorry.
“Because I promised you. I’m sorry.
And I laughed, “Let’s go together. I’m sorry.
What’s the price?
Love without fear.
And We gave out our hand, and behind him was the midday sun.
It’s warm.
It is to some extent understood as the man who opened his eyes.
The trajectory of everything is in the eyes of the sky.
So they used to call this kind of person half-fiscal.
Shen Wing says that the most fundamental of the world’s calculations is death.
I’m going to practice with him.
But for half a day, it only saw a word “cool”.
I opened my eyes and closed them.
Still no change.
I murmur, “I don’t think so. I’m sorry.
“You’ve lost your body, but the spirit is still there and should not see anything.” I’m sorry.
After a while, he didn’t know what to think, and he said, “Let’s go to the league. I’m sorry.
We’ve seen more fire information in the union room.
Three years ago, a fire broke out in a building on the east side of the city, which was so intense that the fire went out after the evacuation.
What is even more surprising is that not only did the building leave no traces of the fire, but it was as good as it was, and even shortly afterwards, that all ordinary people who had experienced the fire themselves lost that memory.
I can’t believe it. I’m sorry.
What is the ability to make the towers that have just been burned by fire new and new and to tamper with human collective memory?
Shephan is silent.
He stood up and dragged me behind him, holding my hand silently: “Come out, Uncle Wei.” I’m sorry.
Wei Thong stood in the shadow of the corner.
I’m cold, and it’s just me and Shen Wing in the room.
Wilthorne still had that face, but it looked like a different face.
He’s surrounded by an invisible barrier, and I can’t breathe.
Wei saw the hands of Shen Fong and me, and laughed in evil.
He waved at me, “Baby, come here. I’m sorry.
My brain’s in the air.
“Do you think he could have called you? I’m sorry.
Wei Tsang has prepared the PFDJ in advance, and his purpose in concealing information is to lure us here.
He took me away and locked me in a villa.
And when he woke up, he was making tea, “Do you drink tea? Your favorite silver needle. I’m sorry.
I pressed the temple, and the return of a great number of memories made me very tired.
The only thing I care about is: “How’s Shen Wing?” I’m sorry.
“Death.” I’m sorry.
I laughed colder than he: “If he dies, I will die.” I’m sorry.
Wei was in a bad mood, and the good blue-clad white fish tea splattered.
“Silver, you’ve had enough. You’ve made it difficult for me for thousands of years. I’m sorry.
I turned my head.
And Wei Chong sat in front of me and softened his voice, “Let’s not fight, let’s start again.” I’m sorry.
He became the face of Sheba, “You like him, I can be him.” I’m sorry.
“Or so?” He changed his face.
“Don’t like Xie Fong anymore and stay with me like a thousand years ago, okay? I’m sorry.
His eyes were full of prayers.
Anyone would be soft.
And We raised his face gently, without concealing our evil deeds: Is it not you who created it? I’m sorry.
May the gods and the dead die.
The ghost is called a witch and the dead is called a blessing.
Me and Wei Thong, it’s not fate.
We’re from the Upper Clan.
He’s a witch, I’m a daughter.
We are the followers of God, and we are the chosen family.
I’ve been behind him since I had memories.
We will, as a matter of course, be partners, and then we will co-detain clans.
If there’s no sheath.
Shen Wing is an alien who suddenly appears.
We don’t know anything about Shepton.
But I decided to keep him, because he showed extraordinary abilities and looked good.
Wei Thong did not agree; that was the first time I had disobeyed us.
It’s full of wonders.
He knows how to keep the fire, how to extract sea salt, how to store food to avoid corruption.
He speaks in a methodical and logical manner and wonders for every people.
I don’t have to pay any attention to him, and I’m constantly told how great he is.
The lives of ordinary people are not long, and I can only pray to the people for their life and for their happiness before they die.
That day, a woman died.
Her relatives kneel before me, and I can only shake my head with a little sadness.
At one turn, she brought a herb.
After she ate it, the blood in the lower body was magically stopped.
Then I found out that the grass was on the cliff.
Shen Wing took such a piece of it because of his life.
I don’t understand.
In my eyes, life and death are fate.
All I have to do is follow God’s will.
But Shepchan said, “Life is the most precious thing, whether it is for itself or for others. I’m sorry.
A strange emotion spreads in my heart.
I whispered, “For the first time, I have heard such words. I’m sorry.
“Where I come from, everyone thinks so. I’m sorry.
And yet again, the news of the rescue has raised his reputation.
There is no doubt that his existence has offended Weibo.
But I didn’t think Wei Tung would hit me with the idea.
Wei-bong tricked Shen-ja to a Jedi in my name.
And when I came to him, he had done the trick, and caused the fall of the mountain.
If it had been before, I’d think Wei Tung was the most important, and he was right about everything.
But now, in his frightful eyes, I jumped.
The moment I found Shepton, I felt the world was quiet.
“Did you come for me?” I’m sorry.
I said, “Yes. I’m sorry.
He laughed, “I knew you would come. I’m sorry.
I didn’t say anything, but I knew something was different.
Since I saved Shenn, Wei Bong has been more visible to him.
Wei hated me for betraying him and wanted me to be the same.
He kept blocking me and Shen Wing.
I’m tired of it.
Meanwhile, she and I are getting better and better.
He told me that God was only one of the ones who believed in materialism.
But when he saw it with his own eyes on several occasions, I and Wei fought in a mind-driven manner, and he said he needed to calm down.
Whatever Wei can do to stop us from falling in love.
Shenn and I decided to get married.
That night he drew out a fine ring from his arms.
He said, “I have a secret — I come from the future, and this ring is the key that will help me return to the future.” I’m sorry.
I said, “Oh. I’m sorry.
“This is your reaction? I’m sorry.
“I knew it. I’m sorry.
The original divulgation revealed that he was an immortal.
I knew he was different from me and us.
Good kind of different.
“I see. I’m sorry.
He solemnly placed the ring in my hand: “I have fixed the key, and now I give you the right to choose, either to go back or to stay here, I will be with you.” I’m sorry.
He rarely said such a thing, and usually the cold face began to be red.
I don’t know what shame is, but I hold his waist: “Where you go, I will go.” I’m sorry.
“Don’t do this, it’s called a love brain. Listen to your own heart.” I’m sorry.
I touched my heart, and it beats fast.
I decided to go to Shepton’s time.
Because I wanted to see what a peaceful world was in his mouth.
The next morning, Shen Fong waited for me at the agreed place.
Shen Wing!
It’s probably coming home soon. He’s in a great mood, full of joy.
“Let’s go.” I’m sorry.
Shen Wing smiles close, help me organize my hair.
“Do you really love me so much? I’m sorry.
“Will you do something for me? I’m sorry.
I understand the location.
The next second, I started a fire.
Shen Fong’s face became Wei Thong in the fire.
He cried out, “Beautiful baby.” I’m sorry.
Fire doesn’t heat or hurt.
I’ve got all my memories about Shennn.
And We were brought back to Wei-bong’s daughter before she met.
Shen Wing also forgot me.
But when Wept was about to die, We could have stopped him.
Wei Thong’s face was cloudy and finally gave in.
Shenhan was locked in a dark cave.
And since then, Wei has been with me every time I see his face, I feel like I’ve forgotten something.
Until Wei-bong and I got a date.
He went to prepare for the ceremony and I found a parchment at his place.
There are a lot of ambiguous patterns and texts.
Just three things.
Long live, long live.
Skin, easy to look.
Predation, manipulation of memory.
As they flip, new words appear on the sheep’s skin, and they come consciously from paper into my fingertips.
I just remembered what I forgot.
I went to Shen Wing with a parchment book.
Although Wei did not kill him, he spent months in a cave without seeing the sun.
He was thinner than a bone.
And We raised him cautiously and whispered his name softly, “Shefun.” I’m sorry.
He opened his eyes in weakness: “I knew you would come. I’m sorry.
He said, “Don’t cry. I remember. I’ve been waiting for you. I’m sorry.
I carried Shen out of the cave, and to return to his world, I had to go where he had landed.
When the ring turns, when the door of time is opened, my ankles are suddenly tied in one hand.
It’s Wei Hong.
He was staring at me, “Look, I got you.” I’m sorry.
It’s freezing.
But the gates of time and space have opened, and Wei Tsai has been forced to let go of his power.
He was kneeling on his knees, and he had a very crazy smile.
I’m secretly disturbed.
And when we’re back to modern, there’s always an invisible force watching me and Shepton.
We keep changing our faces by using the “skin” in the parchment books to avoid the ensuing peep.
It’s like running away.
I’ve crossed the word “live” with my finger.
It’s Wei Hong.
He’s a genius of the clan, and he’s more aware of this parchment than I am.
He lived until now, waiting for me and Shenn.
A thousand years of layout.
I’ve read it a million times, and the gossip shows that there’s no dead.
Shen Wing held me behind his back.
I held his hand tight: “Believe me? I’m sorry.
He laughed, “I believed in you from the first day I met you. I’m sorry.
“Good. I’m sorry.
Ten dead, then they die and they live.
I tampered with Sherborn’s memory about me.
Before he did, Shen Wing realized that he was holding my hand unconsciously, but quickly loosed.
He closes his eyes: “If this is what you want, I’m sorry.
My tears drop on his forehead — you’re the brain of love.
When you open your eyes, you’ll see my eyes.
And in his remembrance I was an infrequent guest of the water, and I promised him three years to take the skin.
Out of the house.
I’m entwined with the spirit.
Even if there’s a ghost, I’ll come looking for him.
24
Miles clear.
I was standing on the rooftops of the towers and whispered, “Will we not see each other?” I’m sorry.
Next, Wei stood up to me.
He said, “You’ve come to your senses.” I’m sorry.
I laughed: “Dreaming.” I’m sorry.
I turned and jumped off the roof.
Wei followed and jumped.
“Do you think I will let you die?” I’m sorry.
That’s funny.
I said, “I want you to die.” I’m sorry.
“The mind of love, die!”
There’s no power to harm a great witch, except for a daughter.
It’s just that I can’t live.
I stabbed him with all my might.
Wei Ying’s eye was bleeding, the first time I saw him get hurt.
But the panic in his eyes was not because of himself, but because of me.
After all, he lived as long as I did.
My body has been reduced to nothing in the face of his witchcraft.
I know this won’t end.
Because the rumors before that show that my only chance in life is in three years.
Right now.
But I don’t see a chance. I just feel like Wei Hong is more crazy.
I said, “Where’s Shephang?” I’m sorry.
Wei Tsai’s finger.
A beautiful wedding dress appeared in front of me.
He said: Put it on, and soon you shall see Sheft. I’m sorry.
It’s a beautiful dress. I guess I’ll guess what he wants to do.
But.
I said, “You don’t have to do this. I’m sorry.
Wei Thong’s finger touched my hair: “Beautiful, you owe me a wedding.” I’m sorry.
I’m sarcasticly holding back.
When I put on my wedding dress, I was taken to the church by Wei Tsai.
At the wedding, I saw Shen Wing.
He looked into my eyes, and there was no waves.
I was suffocating, and he didn’t remember me.
The wedding was very carefully arranged and the music came from the bone flute.
I’m familiar with wild tunes.
“Remember? This is your favorite song. I’m sorry.
He deliberately wanted to please me.
But I can’t remember.
I suddenly felt someone looking at me and I looked back unconsciously.
Shen Wing’s position is empty.
“Baby, focus. I’m sorry.
I am completely tired of Wei Thong’s tricks: “Where is Shen Dian?” I’m sorry.
“It’s none of my business.” I’m sorry.
Weir seems to think I’m funny: “Silver, I told you, he’s not as simple as you think. I’m sorry.
“Do you think I’m a bad person? Is Shen Wing a good person? *He has come so close, so he wants to continue *
But the pillars were flashing from around him.
Numerous swarms are lit in succession, and Wei was trapped in the land as a chain from close and far.
She was standing by the pillars of light, and the eyebrow was lit.
He opened his arms to me: “Silver.” I’m sorry.
Somehow I couldn’t help but look at Wei-bong, who was still fighting the beast.
He cried out in pain.
Like being talking to me.
Wei would try to change the memory of Shen Wing, but it reminds him of everything.
Three years ago Wei and I fell from the towers, but he survived miracles.
This was seen by many people.
He tampered with the memories of all those present.
After that, even if there were any memory left, it was only that it had experienced a fire.
This was recorded by the official and coalition.
Shehan contacted them and, after a meeting between the two sides, agreed that Wei Thong was the most dangerous.
That’s how we got the wedding.
Everything’s finally settled.
As I was saying, the only chance to turn is in three years.
Wei was put in a special prison, after all, he spent a lot of time in the League, and someone came to Shea Fing and said Wei wanted to see me.
Shenhan asked me what I thought.
I lay on the couch, closed my eyes to God: “No.” I’m sorry.
What’s there to see?
I know what he wants to say.
Sherthan continues to return to the Institute.
I used to be around him in a bone rack.
He doesn’t seem to care about my skin either.
Wei Thong killed himself that day.
I’m learning to do mine clearance as Shen-jam, and it’s just a few minutes before it kills me.
Shefti’s cell phone went off and he just hung up.
Then he said, “Wei Bian is dead. I’m sorry.
I shook my hand with the mouse, and I hit the wrong spot.
On the computer screen, I was killed again by lightning.
The death of Wei Thong makes me a little boo.
Lifeless. Who knows what happens next second?
I’m more sticky than ever.
But Shenn said something. Let me wait for him in the lab.
Boring, I’ve been working on the parchment books.
Life, skin, soul.
“What are you looking at?” Shen Wing just went in.
I laughed, “Don’t you know?” I’m sorry.
Although the voice of Wei Chong was completely shielded from the light.
But I read his lips.
He said, ‘Believe not in Sheba. The Skin Book is of him. I’m sorry.
“You know it. I’m sorry.
The parchment book was Shepton from the beginning.
But he only understood the words of the Book, so he chose to come to Us and Weiong.
I really liked Weibo.
It’s Shen Wing who altered my memory.
Wei is biased.
Irritating to get a parchment book, which is beginning to become unwieldy, is a good thing.
But he underestimated the power of the ancient witches.
Even if I had helped him, Wei Tung would still be difficult to deal with, and the three of us would have been struggling for so long.
“Let’s forget about the wine.” I’m sorry.
I shake my head.
I can’t forget.
He groaned deeply: “Well, I’ll help you.” I’m sorry.
There’s red light coming out of the palms, and there’s flames on the surroundings.
He wanted to burn my memory.
I don’t think it’s funny.
Me without memory, or me?
“Shen, you, and Wei Hong, are not very interesting. I’m sorry.
I tore up a page of the parchment, the flames burst.
Shepton is unbelievable.
I laughed: “Do you want to know why? Because this is my stuff. I’m sorry.
I naturally know how to prevent it.
I spent my whole life writing this parchment.
But the rumours show that I can’t grow up unless I wait for someone of my own.
“My destiny is you. I’m sorry.
And We took a soft fist in his direction: “Give me back what you saw from Wei-bun.” I’m sorry.
Predators can not only tamper with memories but also read them.
She lied to me. Wei Hong was still alive.
He went out to read all his memories before Wei died.
Wei Thong is a genius and the only one who has grown up.
Shen Wing wants to.
I want it more.
The memory extraction process can be painful.
The face of Qingjun is too strong to be so strong.
I’m silent.
After a while, I said, “If you had chosen not to go out, maybe we would have a different ending.” I’m sorry.
There are natural rules between voodoos, and I cannot harm Wei Thong while I defend myself.
If Shen Wynn hadn’t been impressed with life, and had he not met Wei Wynn, all my layouts would have failed, perhaps I would have been an ordinary man by his side.
But who let Shen Wing be mine?
He is destined to be my perfect child.
Before leaving, there was a cold sweat between the shebas, as they had seen.
With his last strength, he asked a funny question to me: “Did you love me?” I’m sorry.
I went straight out the door, and I didn’t look back.
“Loved, but I prefer immortality. I’m sorry.
Thinking about it, I said to him the last word of my life: “I’m really upset with you people in love. I’m sorry.
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The Internet is for a cat.
I don’t think so. I’ll see you when I move.
Don’t tell me I’m short. Wait.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
