My boyfriend went out with my house and car and hit my roommate.
So the roommate took us to the 300 square floors in downtown on her birthday.
Dude, I’m shocked, I’m visiting my own house!
01
Her roommate recently went out with a rich couple.
She used to carry the A every time and suddenly got a real Grandma Snack bag.
They said it was from her boyfriend.
In addition to this, a variety of snacks delivered by the second generation are packed with our dormitories, and Harleen stands in front of us.
“Gum, how much do you think this is? I’m sorry.
I had a glimpse.
She’s not new. Ten grand.
But it’s a luxury for Harlem, who isn’t very well-born.
Not long after the new dorm, I’ve been with my roommate for four years, and I don’t want to get into a relationship, so I have a smiley face:
“Isn’t this Grandma Chan, it’s worth tens of thousands? I’m sorry.
Harin had a scornful smile on her face and looked at my Gucci.
“What’s better than this?”
I don’t know.
I’m a little speechless.
Harlem’s family is not well, and I hear her mother is a gambler, her father is paralysed and her family is dependent on a sister.
Often, however, the worse the conditions in the family, the greater the vanity, and the fact that she did not even apply for a grant, the fear was that we might find her family poor.
Because my family is in good shape, and I sometimes bring some brands that my mother buys, and she looks at me from the very beginning of my dormitory, and she always goes against me.
At first, she was just buying some A and showing off, making up the Internet with rich people.
But ever since I had a rich boyfriend, I’ve seen it happen on purpose.
I think it’s kind of funny, but I understand her vanity, so just follow her.
“I’m a lot more expensive than this. I’m a piece of shit. I’m sorry.
As soon as I heard Harlem’s face, it was as if she had been drinking fake wine.
“I’m not saying, people are about quality of life. I’m sorry.
I noded, “Yeah, you’re right. I’m sorry.
A couple of other roommates joined in: “Oh, dear Lynn, such an expensive bag, your boyfriend is so grateful to you!” I’m sorry.
Especially if it’s not so good for you at home, looking at the second hand bag like a baby: “Linine, your boyfriend is so rich, so good for you, this is good for you. I’m sorry.
“Be careful, don’t break it! I’m sorry.
I’m laughing in my heart, a used-hand grandmother, and my aunt’s got nothing to hide.
But I’m not in my way. I’m tired of messing with people.
I don’t know.
At night, my boyfriend arrived downstairs in the morning.
“I brought you your favorite lobster, come down and get it! I’m sorry.
I’ll get dressed and go downstairs.
Indeed, the downstairs of the dormitory has been waiting for the morning of the season to see me come down and lift the bag in my hand.
I jumped and picked up the bag, and it was my favorite lobster, and he had to drive an hour and a half to buy it in the east of town.
I was touched by the sweating of my forehead in the middle of the season, and I stretched out my hand to make him sweat: “Are you tired of buying?
Sven Joon-soo’s face smiled a little.
“Nothing. Do you like it?”
“That’s right…”
He’s got a few words, and I’m glad I didn’t think so much, and he’s like, “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
“The Aston Martin at your friend’s last home could I borrow it? “There’s a party in our department a few days, you know, a lot of rich generations, and I’m afraid they despise me. I’m sorry.
I frowned.
It’s good for me, but it’s just like Harlem.
Maybe it’s a great vanity because of the bad conditions at home, and the last time I drove an Aston Martin he saw, he kept asking about it.
My dad never liked it so much in the middle of the season, he wouldn’t let me tell him what was going on at home, so I just made up my friend’s story and borrowed it for a while.
As for the house, I said it was friends’.
There’s no doubt about it in the middle of the season, after all, I’ve always been dressed up in a normal way, with little luxury, but I didn’t think he was still thinking about it.
I wanted to say no, but I couldn’t say anything when I thought I’d just run out of town this morning to buy me lobster.
I hesitated, not to say that I felt sorry for the car, but I didn’t like men so vain.
My dad runs hundreds of malls all over the country, and we’ve got 10 to 10, but I don’t usually use luxury, and I feel that a person’s identity is earned by himself, not by vanity.
But my heart was soft when I watched the look of the mornin’.
He’s a very good man, and he’s been thinking about it as soon as he’s in school, and he’s really rich and he’s normal.
I thought about it, and I agreed to take the car keys out of the bag and hand them to him. I’m sorry.
The eyes of the season are bright!
He took the car keys with his hands, as if he had taken some precious treasure, and he couldn’t talk to me again, so he turned around in my face.
I grabbed him and said, “You’re leaving just now? I’m sorry.
“I’ll try the car, don’t laugh tomorrow!” I’m sorry.
I thought so. Take my lobster upstairs.
I can’t finish the lobster, so I’ll take care of a couple of my roommates.
“Sang, your boyfriend took you to eat this…” She turned her head and laughed, “It’s too poor. I’m sorry.
“I’m telling you, a man like this can’t take it. My boyfriend’s taking me to Michelin’s tonight. I’m sorry.
No one really cares what she’s going to eat, no one asks where she’s going, and I really don’t think that all the food in the Michelin restaurant is delicious.
After a round, I thought I’d like a little lobster snail and a little barbecue.
I’m talking a lot. And then he put his gloves on and started peeling the lobster.
Maybe Harleen thought that I was not happy with her, and she looked at me and pulled out a low-like horse from the cupboard and walked out on high heels.
Before I left, I left a message saying, “The boars can’t eat the cocoon.” I’m sorry.
I wonder what I have to do with her.
Harleen didn’t come back this night.
While I was sleeping, I opened up the microblog and brushed it, but it was the latest developments in Harlem.
Few people know about the real family conditions of Harlem, and I met her sister once the other day when I moved to the dormitories to know what happened to her family.
Harleen has been building a white rich and beautiful car out in the afternoons, swirling cards, buying a package.
Those bags look like a lie, but they’re used to luxury things.
But there are not many people who know what they’re doing, and it’s hard for everyone to get close enough.
She also launched a microblogging, which updates daily in her friends’ circles.
Today’s routine is, “LMS again, the purple urchins are good today, they come by air in the morning, and lobsters are normal, no surprises, a day to eat and drink.”
The graph was based on a car with a fake horse on her side, and the Paris stockings on her legs were bought with an extra ten dollars and the letters were misprinted.
But what concerns me is not her fake, but the car behind her.
It’s just her leg blocking her license plate.
..no, I’m comforting myself.
There are plenty of people driving Aston Martin, sometimes going to CBD, and several cars can be found in an underground parking lot.
Besides, it’s probably Ho-Lin’s car again.
I thought I wouldn’t feel like it. Turn off the phone and sleep.
But it’s strange that I haven’t heard back from him this morning. He says the department is busy, maybe really.
02
The next morning, Harleen came back with a spout.
“That sea urchin is really sweet, but Japan’s urchin is different, and you must taste it if you have the chance.” I’m sorry.
She said that she looked at me and said, “Well, some people might have to eat lobster for the rest of their lives.” I’m sorry.
I was shot innocent.
What’s wrong with the lobster? It’s delicious. I don’t like Japanese sea urchins.
I was just going to say something, and Harlem went on and said, “On my birthday, my boyfriend gave me a birthday party at home. I’m sorry.
“He lives on the big floor of the city, you know, 300 squares above the city’s night view, tens of millions of flats! I’m sorry.
She said that she was starting to dance, and that she was about to spill her hopes and myths.
I don’t feel anything. I feel like I’m in a good mood.
I had a house at Sea King’s Land, and my father was afraid I wouldn’t live in a dormitory, but then I didn’t bother to get up early, so I stayed in a dormitory, and I just went back to it once in a while.
I didn’t know that Harleen’s boyfriend and I had a real connection.
I didn’t think that Harleen would be so kind to ask us to go today, and I didn’t want to lose her face and take a cab with a couple of my classmates.
“My boyfriend bought the building king, and the whole downtown view of the night, it’s 10,000 more expensive than the other building!” I’m sorry.
“Your boyfriend is a great man, and I know that here, in our city’s most expensive land, ordinary people can’t earn a toilet in their lives.” I’m sorry.
“You’re so lucky, you’re so good at finding someone, and by the way, you’ve got any friends to introduce us to?” I’m sorry.
And Harlem smiled, and said, “This is where their circle is proud, and they have a chance. I’m sorry.
She swiped the card and led us into the king.
But the more I walk, the more I feel wrong… It’s a coincidence that the two building kings have the same number as my family.
It wasn’t until Hollene got in the elevator and pressed the floor.
The floor is one floor, 17 floors, this fucking…
This isn’t my fucking house!
I don’t know.
I couldn’t say anything because I was too shocked to see Harlem lose the code.
That code is still my birthday.
I didn’t even know what the hell was going on in the first place, so I couldn’t stop looking at her face and pointing at my big living room. This is the best place in town. I’m sorry.
I looked in the direction of her finger, and there was a birthday balloon and color light, and there was a giant velvet cake with a card in it:
“Happy birthday baby! I’m sorry.
The students around him were all strung up: “Fuck it, this living room is bigger than our whole family!” I’m sorry.
“It’s expensive, it’s good.” I’m sorry.
“You’re born at the finish line. You’re a good family. You have a boyfriend. I’m sorry.
The smile of Harleen was not gone, and she carried her chin to the sofa. I’m sorry.
She said she was going to turn on the coffee machine, but it was in front of the coffee machine for half a day and she didn’t understand it.
Harleen was a little embarrassed and whispered, “What happened? That’s what I saw last time…”
I went up without an expression and pushed a button in the back.
The coffee beans begin to bake and grind, and the fragrance of fragrance spreads.
Harlem swung her hair, and she was blue, “It’s too long to forget, go sit down and my boyfriend will be back soon. I’m sorry.
I didn’t leave, and I kept asking, “Did your boyfriend drive a black Aston Martin?” I’m sorry.
“A what? Harleen stuttered, “Yes, Aston, black, I’ve sent it before. I’m sorry.
I noded my head and twisted it to the couch.
My classmates were still admiring my home’s renovation, and I looked out the window and laughed.
Dude, I know what’s going on.
Turns out my boyfriend was out there with my room, my car, my money, and then he got to my roommate.
I said I couldn’t find my card. It was stolen in the middle of the season.
He also wrote down my password and now borrowed my car to fill it out.
I don’t think it’s true that I like Harlem in the middle of the season, but I think I’ve seen Harlem’s tweets or friends, and I really think I can climb white and beautiful.
I’ve just moved into the dorm, I haven’t talked to him about my roommate, and he doesn’t know I’m a roommate with Harleen.
Yeah, well, it’s not surprising that he’ll choose me like this, because he’s so rich and white, and I’m friends in cars and houses like this.
The men and women of the dogs are the truth, a thief’s thing is the front of the house, and a cup of tea every day.
Is it true that a family doesn’t go into a house and make a couple?
It’s just my stuff.
I didn’t expose Harlem on the spot, waiting for the season morning.
I really look forward to seeing my face.
03
I haven’t waited long, and the season mornings seem to really want to get to Harlem’s “White Richness” and come back soon.
When the elevator stopped at the door, Harlem was excited to run and open the door, and came with a huge bouquet of flowers, and 999 roses were packed in a big bouquet, blocking everyone behind.
I bit my teeth in the dark.
No wonder, I was told in the morning of the previous season that these days were not enough for me to feed him.
I thought he was out of food. I turned him on the spot for $5,000.
For half a day, it’s my wool.
I’ve only given me one flower in the middle of the season, or we went out to eat a flower from a hotel house.
I’ve always understood the poor conditions in his family, and he doesn’t seem to be the real guy. He just doesn’t think money is worth it to me.
Harlem’s face was in front of her classmates, and she smiled like a flower, and then her hands over the roses and her hands were pulled to the living room in the middle of the season.
“This is my boyfriend’s Sunday morning. He’s a five-star hotel chain.
She didn’t finish. I stood up and I had a big hand.
“Well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well. I’m sorry.
In the middle of the season, my face was so white!
He was holding Harlem’s hand on the turret and he was standing there.
Harleen hasn’t responded yet, and I’m glad to see you’re here, and I’m saying, “Just call our student council secretary in the mornin’. I’m sorry.
He sweated cold on his forehead, looked at me like a ghost, and his lips moved.
Harleen pushed him with some displeasure: “Say something! I’m sorry.
“Aah! “Yes, yes.” I’m sorry.
He didn’t look at me again, he looked away.
I saw him with my car keys. I think he just came back in my car.
I put my hand on the back of the sofa and my eyes strangled.
I’m a jerk. Eat me, drink me, climb me out.
I couldn’t stand it, I pulled a sarcasm smile out of my mouth, and looked at the season morning:
“It’s a nice house. When did you buy it? I’m sorry.
In the middle of the season, his hands were covered in cold sweat, his voice was shaking and he couldn’t look at me.
But now it’s full of classmates, and Ho-Lin is still here.
He had to bow his head down and he had to push his head on the hood: “Ah … not long, 16 years, or 17 years.” I’m sorry.
I rejoiced, “Did you buy it early enough to go back and buy it?” I’m sorry.
“It may be that I was wrong…”
I nod my head: “What is your property fee? I’m sorry.
She looked at me in the mornin’ and she couldn’t say anything.
Now that all the classmates saw something wrong, they sat on the couch and whispered and watched the seasons.
And Harleen took a whirlwind and looked at me and said, “What do you mean, you’re so mean!”
“There are so many houses in the house, how can he remember to come here! I’m sorry.
“Oh, didn’t Sun tell you the house was not his, but mine? I’m sorry.
As soon as I said that, everyone was stupid.
The big living room was silent and everybody looked at me like they didn’t understand what I meant.
The body shook in the middle of the season, with its head down and its fist tightened.
I stood up and laughed, “You’re laughing. My parents bought this house for my school, but I didn’t have a good look, and I went out with a shitty guy who used my house and my car.
“You don’t know how much of this house’s property is and should be, after all, you just stole my card and password, and now I’m telling you, the house is bought in 21 years, starting with, in case of equal shares, 27%, property costs 12 square monthly, 312 flats, plus two parking spaces, one half million, 45 million. I’m sorry.
I walked in front of him in the middle of the season, and I looked at him, and he was like,
“Do you understand, dirtbag?”
Harleen is stupid.
A moment later, she murmured, “No way. That’s impossible! I’m sorry.
She pushed hard at the end of the season, and she said, “Assam, say something. She’s full of shit, right? I’m sorry.
She pushed her head down in the middle of the season.
Everyone here knows what’s going on, and everyone’s got a wonderful face, and they’re sitting on the sofa and watching the season.
Harleen still doesn’t want to believe it. She stares at me so hard, she bites her teeth, and says, “Don’t open your mouth, you’re not welcome here. I’m sorry.
Invite me out at my house. I sprung my eyebrow, and I looked at the monsoon that I would find a place to sew in:
“Class 221003, right? I’m sorry.
As soon as I saw you, I lost my password. I’m sorry.
And I shake my head and laugh, “This is my birthday! No, it’s not a season, it’s not his car. You can’t go straight to me. I’m sorry.
Harleen watched the season with confidence, and took his bag and beat him: “You liar, you talk, your car and your house are fake!” You shameless thing! I’m sorry.
She didn’t say anything at the end of the season, and looked up at me, and the bitterness of her eyes could not be concealed.
They didn’t talk, but they looked at him with their eyes open and without making a mockery.
There was also a small smile, which, though light, was very disheartening.
And it is harder to expose him in public than to strip him of his skin, when he is better in the morning than in all things.
I spread out my hand and I smiled: “But one of my classmates, you can continue to visit here for a while.”
“I’ll order a lobster at night. Who’ll eat it?”
In the middle of the season, the fists were tightened, and he left without a word.
Ho-Lin looked at me, too, and he could come up and bite me. I’m sorry.
She squeezed three words out of her teeth.
“You’re tough!”
He said he stepped in the elevator with his heels.
There’s a lot of needles in the living room, and no one knew what to do with it.
“You’ve got so much money, I’ll eat a lot of lobster! I’m sorry.
As soon as he opened his mouth, the others responded: “Yes, yes, big, most expensive!” I’m sorry.
I laughed out of my cell phone.
“Good. I’m sorry.
04
When I returned to the dormitory at night, I waited early in the morning for my dormitory.
When I came back, he pulled my wrist and dragged me in pain.
I looked back at him, and his eyes were red, and I bit his teeth:
“Do you have to let me down today?”
“Do you know what they’re going to say to me after that? We’re having a good time. I’m sorry.
“Oh, my God, did I hear that right?”
“You mean you’re going out with my room and car and you want me to give you face. I’m sorry.
And We mocked him, “Are you so priceless or what?” I’m sorry.
The face of the season is red and white, and he knows his own evil, yet he still hates it.
“Then you should at least show me some respect in front of someone else.
“Yes, I’ve been a ghost for a while, but I still like you. I’m sorry.
“I really didn’t mean anything. I’m sorry.
He reached out and held my hand, and I threw my horns at him and threw him away!
Everything that’s been happening today has made me feel a little bit magical, really, because the art comes from life, and reality is better than television.
I never thought I’d be able to beg for forgiveness in the middle of the season!
I don’t think it’s enough for me.
I was staring at the morning of the season, and I was like, “Don’t disgust me, it’s over. I’m sorry.
I was sick and I didn’t want to look at him again, and I took the car keys out of his pocket and turned away.
I don’t know.
After the break-up with the season morning, I wasn’t as upset as I thought.
Maybe his face was too shocking, and sometimes I even felt it was good for me to be separated from him.
But I didn’t think that the season morning and Harleen had broken up.
Nor did they know what means had been used in the morning of the season to make Harlem look good to each other.
But it’s nothing to me. He’s got nothing to do with me since we broke up.
But while I’m over it, there are two of them who have always hated me.
A few days after the break-up, I woke up and suddenly found that the phone was all news and no call.
I was a little surprised to pick up my phone and I got a message from a lot of kids.
He also rushed to my bed, whispering, “Is it true that the monsoons in the crowd?” I don’t think you’re that kind of person…”
As soon as she mentioned her name in the morning of the season, my heart was heavy.
Must have been another moth in the middle of the season.
I was sure when I started the class, the news was 99+.
I quickly turned to the top and found out that last night, while I was asleep, a long message had been sent to the group during the season.
The long news details all the expenses he spent with me, including the lipstick he gave me on my birthday, the movies we went out to see, and the food.
He created himself as a victim, calling me a gold woman, and now he’s climbing over his head.
“Finance 2 has spent my money with me for every holiday. I put up with this!
“But recently she dumped me after dating a rich couple and rubbing me all over the place, and I can’t stand it. I’m sorry.
I’m so shocked!
Opening the pictures he sent was a long piece of his own, in which he made himself a dedicated victim and spent years with me on my own.
And I kicked a rich guy after I was with him, and I said bad things about him.
I look at his little writing, and it’s like turning black and white and pointing a deer at a horse!
The only reason he made this lie was because I was afraid that I would go outside and pierce his face and pretend to be rich, so I would be denigrated.
So no one else will believe me.
Honestly, I didn’t think the season morning would be so vicious.
For a girl, these words are like a kill knife!
He defaced me by saying that I had paid for it and dumped him after he had found him. Even if it wasn’t true, many people would really believe it.
This so-called purty news is the popular favorite.
Everyone thinks flies don’t sting their eggs, and a slap doesn’t ring.
If I can’t back up with strong evidence, four years in college, my reputation stinks.
However, it is assumed that the two were in such a hurry that much was not clearly thought out and the news came out in a hurry.
I sharpened my teeth and opened up a chat.
I’m sure there’s a lot of people in the class who are talking about it.
A girl I’ve been a little bit unchallenged with.
“I know about the girl who’s got a lot of trouble with finance, class two, but she’s not very decent, so I guess she’s trying to hook up with rich people every day. I’m sorry.
“I don’t see it. I’ve always felt pretty clean. I don’t think so. I’m sorry.
“What won’t?” I’ve seen her carry Grandma, a college student. Where’d she get the money? I’m sorry.
Almost everyone was talking about it, even under the school’s white wall.
I’m fighting. These two really want my life.
That’s tough.
The season mornings are believed. My things are for friends.
He probably thought I was just bragging about the house in his face the last time that I couldn’t prove anything.
I thought, instead of responding immediately to the chat in the group, I copied all the chat records from the computer and started editing them one by one.
We borrowed seven times a year in the morning, and each time it started in 2000.
His statements were numerous and sometimes the family had been unable to pay for their living expenses in recent difficulties.
There are too many contacts and the cost of living has been exhausted.
I kept every chat and attached the transfer to the back.
And then I took all the transfers I gave him on Valentine’s Day and all the transfers he gave me.
The contrast between 1314 and 13.14 was so much fun.
Finally, I gave him a detailed description of how he used my house and car to go out with his sister, and all the evidence was put together and sent out in groups.
After that, the group had been silent for a short time, followed by countless messages, and everyone had been shocked.
Numerous familiar or unknown classmates were blown up.
“What the hell is going on? Is it a gold lady or a softie?” I’m sorry.
“It’s a bad man who complains first, and a man who asks a woman for so much money and says he’s a Zijin. I’m sorry.
“Isn’t this a classic for soft food? I spend my money and lose my reputation. I’m sorry.
It is estimated that the season morning didn’t expect me to respond so quickly, and almost all the speeches began to change.
Harleen’s in the crowd.
“You said people used your room and car to prove it! I’m sorry.
Besides, where did you get the house and the car? And those bags, they weren’t all given to you! I’m sorry.
I’m sure there are a few peaceful ways to look at this: “Yeah, where did you get the house and the car and you don’t usually see how rich you are?” I’m sorry.
“Where did your Aston Martin come from? Did you go out with the rich generation? It’s a perfect match for a softie and a golden girl! I’m sorry.
I didn’t rush to call my mom, get her to film me the property card and my car contract, then erase important information and send it to the group.
“I said it was a friend to take care of your pride. I didn’t know you believed it.
“It’s probably expensive for you, after all, you’re a good match for a simulator and a man’s car. I’m sorry.
The real-estate certificate and the contract could not have been forged in such a short period of time.
New news is coming up soon.
“Look at me, little sister, don’t get stuck! I’m sorry.
“I’m cheap, I’m 2500 a month, and I do housework, and I promise not to cheat! I’m sorry.
I can almost see through the screen the pale faces of Harin in the morning, and they say nothing.
I took a deep breath and put down the phone.
Seriously, I don’t understand why they’re messing with me again and again.
I’m not wrong. Am I wrong?
A few days later, the whole school was famous for the season.
People call him “Soft Eater” in private.
The secretariat kicked him out of the room and said that he was morally bad and could not leave him.
I was trying to make my reputation stink, and now I’m all screaming, and the people in the dormitory don’t want to be with him.
Harleen lost someone, too, and our relationship just collapsed.
I thought they’d have a long head and they wouldn’t dare come after me.
But I didn’t think that the more I wanted to get mad, the more I’d get laid the next few days.
In two days, when I came back to the dormitory, I smelled a particularly radiant fragrance of roses.
And my Duke of Panheligan roses has broken glass all over the ground, a good-looking glass bottle is fractured, and a light red perfume has been blown up.
I haven’t said a word yet.
“Oh, my God, this is a very expensive one. It’s worth 2,000! It’s all gone!”
She looked up and looked at me more painful than I am.
Harleen sits on the side and grinds his nails.
“It’s not enough for a man to eat. I’m sorry.
It’s true that 2,000 might be the price of my meal when Jung eight went out for dinner.
But that doesn’t mean I’m not upset.
I wrinkled, we went to class, and the only one in the dorm was Harlem.
My perfume was still on the table when I left. If someone touched my things, it was Harleen.
But I couldn’t prove it, but I had to look at her and clean the ground with a broom.
Harleen looked at me as if I was insinuating, strangling and showing a sarcasm.
I wondered if she was angry with me because I had broken her dream.
It’s kind of stupid, but it’s not that hard to understand, so I’ll be caring about retards.
But I didn’t expect Harlem to get worse!
Almost every day I come back, my things will be the same.
Eye cream, skin oil, fairy water either broken or fell.
And even at the end of the day, I felt white particles in my cream.
I dug a spoon out and smelled it.
Hollene’s got laundry powder in my cream!
I got a hum in my head and stood up from the chair, and I hit the locker next to it.
The cupboard door was opened, and it showed me a seven-and-a-half bag.
I shrunk my pupils, pulled them out.
I don’t deliberately pursue luxury goods, but my mother and some older women give me gifts, and these are from Guky and Grandma.
I have few backs, so it’s almost brand-new, but it’s just that yesterday’s clean cover is being cut with a knife.
The pompous skin rolls up, and the knife is full, and it seems to be pouring water, sticky and wet, and it messes up my locker.
I’m on fire!
Harleen has been destroying my things for days, but I haven’t said anything to take care of her face.
I think the poor little girl in the family is sensitive, so let’s just say that.
But I didn’t think I’d give in for it! She scratched my bag!
I turned my head and looked at my Harlem and pressed the fire, “What do you mean?” I’m sorry.
Hollin smiled and put her eyes on the side.
“What do I mean, what does it have to do with me? I’m sorry.
I was angry at the time, pointing at the question:
“You didn’t make these bags out of me, did you?
What do you mean? It was all your provocation. How did I offend you? I’m sorry.
Hollene turned her eyes.
“What proof do you have that I did it? I say you did it yourself.
“And your family lives on the big squares of the city. Is it gonna be two more? I’m sorry.
I nod my head.
“All right, these bags are worth $100,000, and 2,000 dollars will make it. I’ll go to the police right now, and you say you didn’t do it. Let the police find out who did it. I’m sorry.
As soon as I heard that I was going to call the police, I was in a state of panic, but I was still pretending to be calm:
“Leave it to me. Isn’t that all? What’s the big deal? The more rich the better. I’m sorry.
I didn’t talk to her, I picked up her phone and called 110, told her what happened, and waited for the police to take the evidence.
Harleen’s in a real panic, sitting up from the bed in a hurry:
“Does it concern you?” For you, 100 grand? I’m sorry.
I picked the frown.
“You didn’t do it anyway. What’s your hurry? I’m sorry.
Harlem couldn’t sit down, turned around and went out, and after a while the new acting counselor knocked on our dorm door with her.
The new counsellor, who had just arrived the previous two days, had a bad reputation and many students spoke in private about her particular snob.
She held her glasses, she left her red lips down, and she was a little impatient:
“Guan, I heard your bag was scratched. Did you call the police? I’m sorry.
I nod my head.
“To the teacher, no one in the dormitory admitted that I had to call the police and find out who did it. I’m sorry.
“Is it worth going to the police? There’s no such thing as hatred. I’m sorry.
I’m laughing in my heart, and it’s no wonder we, the counselor, are already famous for being rich and poor.
You can’t stay behind your ass if you’re rich.
For students in normal conditions in their homes, it’s as ruthless as a fall-down leaf.
She has not been here for two days, and is not expected to have seen Harlem’s file or know her family conditions.
I’ve only seen Harleen’s own tan circle of friends who once bragged that the principal was a friend of her father’s, and the counselor probably thinks it’s white and beautiful.
It’s here to hold your thighs and help Harleen to fight for peace.
The counselor looked at me and said to me, “You are just students. How much are these bags, hundreds of dollars? I’m telling you, you just called the police and the police won’t file a case. I’m sorry.
I haven’t spoken yet. The police have arrived.
When I saw the police coming, the counselor left me behind and threw me in front of two policemen:
“I’m sorry, it’s our students who don’t know anything. I’m sorry.
A policewoman wrinkled: “It’s illegal to report a false police officer. Are you all right? Let the client speak. I’m sorry.
I went to the peace track: “Hello, comrade police officers. Three bags in my dorm were cut.
“The value of these three packages is 100,000, and I think the suspect is suspected of intentionally damaging other people’s property. I’m sorry.
The counselor filmed my hand loudly:
“What’s worth 100,000? Don’t listen to her. There’s nothing wrong. It’s normal for children to have a little fight. I’m sorry.
The police didn’t talk to her, but looked at me, “Do you have an invoice for your bag?” I’m sorry.
I noded and handed over the invoices that were ready, looking at the dormitory: “This is the crime scene.” I’m sorry.
At this point, Harlem was hiding behind the counselor, and she was in a state of shock and staring at two policemen.
The counselor looked at me like I was biting my teeth:
“Why don’t you understand?” It’s all between students. Is there a need for this? It’s bad for school! I’m sorry.
I looked at her naked: “What about my bag?” Who will pay me? Will you pay me?”
The counselor choked, “How can you talk to the teacher? I see you’re just looking for it. I’m sorry.
As soon as I heard the value of the case, both police officers took their faces seriously and took out a transcript to start taking notes.
The counselor also tried to disturb us by driving the police away, and the policewoman took her seriously and said:
“If you interfere with our notes again, you are suspected of obstructing the performance of official duties, and we will summon you to the police station in accordance with the law. I’m sorry.
When the counsellors were shocked, they shut their mouths and stopped talking, just staring at me so hard that they hated me for causing her trouble.
To be honest, I don’t want to make this any worse.
Once the case is closed, this man’s life is over. So I took a look at Harlem and asked the police:
“What is the value of this case? I’m sorry.
The female police officer thought: “If a case is initiated with intent to harm another person’s property, the less serious case is punishable by a term of imprisonment of not more than three years and a fine of not more than seven years. I’m sorry.
She probably also knew that the charge was very serious for a college student, so she knocked me out:
“Do you know who the suspect might be? This is not an indictment. You can mediate in private. I’m sorry.
“Oh, yeah?”
I didn’t look at Harlem, but I said to myself, “I just don’t know if the suspect will negotiate with me in private.” If you don’t think about it, you can’t get in the office. I’m sorry.
I just want to teach her a lesson, and I don’t want to go too far, or I want her to take the initiative to make amends.
Hari-Lin, who is now face-to-face, shudders and shudders, yet she does not repent and stares at me with bitterness, and would like to burn two holes in my eyes.
She said, “Do you need it so bad that you’re still missing these two bags?”
“You’re in a bad mood because of these two bags! I’m sorry.
Said she put her hand in me and pushed me in a puddle.
“What are you doing? And before I speak, the policewoman looked up to Harlem and said, “You’re in trouble, watch what you’re doing! I’m sorry.
I couldn’t get any closer.
Looks like she’s still stubborn. I’m looking at her in cold blood:
“Why are you jumping? The police haven’t said you did it. I’m sorry.
Harleen is white and shut up.
The tutor on one side said, “Why do you have to ruin someone’s life? I’m sorry.
She took a glance at me with contempt: “Who knows if your bag is real or fake, and you’re not like a man who can carry a bag like this, and you’re just stuffing it in a closet and making a fool of yourself?” I’m sorry.
When I saw someone who helped her talk, it got stronger:
“Yes! I’m telling you to call the cops or I’ll sue you for slander! I’m sorry.
I looked at them so angry I couldn’t help but shake their heads.
There’s a way out of heaven for you to go and hell for you to come in.
I’ve been thinking about it, and I’ve lost my money, and others have to go.
And for the last time I looked to Harin: “Now apologize in the circle of friends, and pay me my money, and I will not hold you accountable, or you will suffer the consequences.” I’m sorry.
I nod my head and look at two policemen saying, “Hey, comrade police, since no one admits it, let’s go through the process. I’m sorry.
The police collected the evidence very efficiently and put my bag in a sealed bag with a slash of eyebrushes with laundry fluids on it, to a few of my roommates: “Let’s take a statement. I’m sorry.
The other two roommates were innocent and had gone upstairs with the police.
The only one who kept swearing at me was Harlem, “You’re not going to die, are you?
I didn’t take her. I went straight to the police car.
Harlem’s mouth was so hard until the police station insisted it wasn’t hers.
In less than two days, the police investigated all the evidence. The eyebrow was identical to the knife in the bag, with only Harlem ‘ s fingerprints on it.
Hollene’s in custody.
It was only then that she knew she was scared.
In the police station, when she knew that she might be sentenced to more than three years, she fell on her knees in front of me as soon as she changed her pretense.
“I’m jealous of you!”
“I, I envy you for being rich, in good terms, and I wonder what these two bags are for you. Forgive me for once.” I’m sorry.
I looked at her face with slugs, and I laughed:
“What did you do earlier?
“It’s late. I’m sorry.
I took up my legs: “I’ll come see you for the next holiday. I’m sorry.
Ho-Lin’s face is so pale, “I’m done with my life. I’m sorry.
And I approached her and whispered, “Why didn’t you think about it when you pulled my bag, and you didn’t want to go in?” I’m sorry.
“I, I…” She looked down and her voice was getting smaller.
And I took her neck: I did not know what had offended you. I lied to you with my house and my car in the middle of the season. I helped you to see his face. You did not thank me, but you hated me. Are you in the water? I’m sorry.
“You don’t have money, I have money, I deserve it, or my money comes from the wind?” I’m sorry.
I can’t stop her crying.
I stood up and threw her hand over my leg.
“I can’t save you if I make a mistake. I’m sorry.
Harleen looked at the police on one side, fell softly on the ground, lost his mind, and only tears were running down.
I looked at her and turned around.
No wonder I gave her many chances.
She can’t talk to the devil, and she can’t do it without being ashamed.
The counselor was on the other side, and I couldn’t help but bite my teeth and yelled at me.
I looked at her back and called my dad and asked him to handle the counselor.
Harlem’s dad and the principal are fake friends, and my dad’s a real friend.
I don’t know.
Then her sister came to me several times, and her mother was a gambler, her father was paralysed and her family was supported by a sister.
I met her sister when I changed dormitory, a very skinny woman who had been working three jobs at the same time and was very hard.
It’s only 30 years old, but it’s already 40-50.
Harleen may have thought it was just a friction between her classmates.
Until she heard that Harleen was going to sentence for several years, she had softened her legs and slipped down the wall.
Her brother-in-law took her and dragged her around.
Her husband slapped her in the face, and she was angry:
“I’ve never said anything about you taking care of your mother’s family, but you’re a poor sister, who earns $7,000 a month and spends 3,000!
“Now we owe people $100,000, $100,000. We won’t be able to get it out for a year.
“Why doesn’t she think about it before she does it, now that you’re in there and you’re begging for it? I’m sorry.
Her sister was taken by her husband after she looked at her with sadness.
It’s just that it’s as if the whole person was over a dozen years old.
I have some compassion for this poor woman, but I know that Harlem will not be remembered.
Such people are pathetic, vanity and laziness engraved in her bones, and they will never change.
If she wanted to be a human being and suffered from it, she had to fall from her own air towers and become a street mouse, which everyone shouted at.
I don’t know.
Time flies, and by the time we graduate, Harleen will be out of jail.
I forgot it at first and listened to my classmates.
The season was followed by bad habits, and he used to borrow money to go out and fill it up, and eventually to break down the East Wall and fill the West Wall, and he borrowed the Internet.
He didn’t borrow much, 8,000. He bought a limited number of shoes.
He simply dropped out of school and went home when he thought he was going to make hundreds of thousands of dollars.
The university didn’t finish.
When we were discussing the season morning, Wu Yoon suddenly said:
“Horlene’s getting out of jail, right? I’m sorry.
I paused, and Harleen was sentenced to three years and seven months.
It’s time to count.
Just came out, left a record, and she’s dead.
A much bigger company wouldn’t want her, it wouldn’t have been possible, and even the next generation would be affected.
Both have lost their lives because of vanity and red eyes.
I’m a little snobby, but I think it’s none of my business.
It’s a long time since I’ve given up, and when I think about it, it’s just funny.
And I went out with a boyfriend after the break-up of the season, and he was a rich generation, but there were no vices of the rich generation, humbled.
I later felt that it wasn’t a bad thing to go through that, so I could eat a long thought and shine my eyes and meet better people.
Now I’ve found the one who’s really right, and I’m about to go home and get married.
My good days are just beginning!
Author: Sea pigeon file number: YXX1JOK4OR1xZBQ2KPcn9n8
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
