And his companion brought me and him together: “Stand him away, or he will haunt me and be bored.” I’m sorry.
After two years together, she said, “I do not want to give him to you. I’m sorry.
I’m like a girl who’s been working on the scene in Marvin, and when the man and the woman come together, they’ll have to leave.
But why?
One.
On the second anniversary of love, I watched the snow fall out of the window at the restaurant and never saw the familiar figure.
He missed his appointment.
When it was lightening, I pushed the restaurant door and coughed in the snow, and there were two tweets in my phone, one of which he sent:
“We don’t fit. Break up. I’m sorry.
The other one was his Qing Mei, my roommate sent:
“I don’t want to give him to you. I’m sorry.
The ground was covered with a thick snow layer and a footprint, but soon it was covered with new snow.
I look up and feel the temperature of the snow, and my air is so thick that this winter seems so cold.
I met him in the summer, when I was looking for roommates at the basketball court with two ice creams, and a basketball came straight towards me, and a powerful hand pulled me into a burning hug at a critical moment, so fast that I could only see his jaw.
Ice cream fell on the floor and melted quickly.
The sound of roommate Soo-soo from far away:
“Inherited.”
Then there was a clear voice:
Zhao Si-jin?
I hear eyes, and that’s the first time I’ve seen him, whether he’s a bright eye or a white one that flips, that’s fatally attractive to me.
His name is Zhou Zhou Zhou, Su Zhou Zhou Zhou.
Because of Sue’s relationship, he and I will meet a lot, and every time we go out, the three of us will be together. After a long period of time, he became familiar with it, and he first knew my name because Sue always mentioned me before him.
The next winter, I was with the order, and he made it, not exactly. I came out of the library that night, and I looked at the phone, and Sue sent a circle of friends half an hour ago:
“Hello, Ho. I’m sorry.
A picture of the back.
I know this guy, he’s been in love with a boy for a long time.
I kept my cell phone down until I saw a thin line under the dormitory, with a rose in his hand, a handler in his hand and a little white on his finger.
I screamed at him, and he looked back, his eyes were red, and I didn’t open my mouth and I was in my arms.
Zhao Si-jin, let’s try. I’m sorry.
Before that, Su-hyun tried to set me up with him, or else she wouldn’t ask her out in order.
“And take him away, I beg you, or he will haunt me, and will be annoying.” I’m sorry.
At the time, the door had been pushed straight through the door and he was all wet, and there was a heavy rain, as Su-hyun had made a telephone call and he did not hesitate to come.
I don’t know if he heard it, but he leaned over and picked up the drunk sodium, and groaned without a chance:
“Soo-ho, come on. I’m sorry.
I picked up Susie’s bag and I followed it behind, and I didn’t make a sound, and I watched him put her in the car and covered her with a blanket.
After a long period of observation, I was called to the car in the sequence, and the heat in the car slowly came out, and the rest of my light fell on that long, clean finger, and my eyebrow was low.
I’m not with order because I don’t like him?
On the contrary, I like him very much, even though I know that he wants to be with me just to be a snob with Sue, and I’m willing to say yes.
Two.
There’s only two, one is a picture of a kitten and the other is a sentence:
Step away.
The day after we were together, he sent out a third circle of friends:
Zhao Si-jin, my girlfriend.
Soon, Su-hyun commented on one: Wow.
My first date with chorus was at the cinema, bought a new love movie, The Dead, and shortly after sitting down, Susie and her boyfriend showed up and sat in front of us.
It’s really boring, it’s just that the man and the woman didn’t come together because of a variety of mistakes, but Soo-soo cried so hard that she was always so moved.
Remember one night, when I was not with the order, a boy came down to our dorm to confess to a girl, candles were in the shape of a heart, the floor was full of petals, and he said he loved you while playing the guitar.
And then the guy didn’t show up yet, and the soot on the balcony was tearing up, and he turned around and said, “That’s so sweet.”
I smote her in the back and whispered, “What’s wrong with the sequence?” I’m sorry.
# And the tears #
“Yeah, but I’m upset that we grew up together, how could we like him? He’d be nice to me anyway. I’m sorry.
Her emotions seem to be immunised here in order, and perhaps as the lyrics say, “Everyone who is favoured is afraid.”
After the movie, we went to dinner together, at the table, and Soo-soo and his boyfriend were feeding each other, and we were down in the middle of the day and we were eating nothing.
Before leaving, Susie said they were going to party for their friends’ birthday, and it seemed that the order had lasted a long time to say, “Don’t drink more wine.” I’m sorry.
And Su frowned and held his boyfriend in his arms and looked at me: “He’s tired, and leave me alone.” I’m sorry.
When I didn’t have time to talk, I was pulled in the middle of the road, and there was some silence, and I thought about a lot of things, and I ended up stopping in front of a cafeteria.
“Order, I’ll make you a bowl of noodles. I’m sorry.
“You don’t look like a cook.” I’m sorry.
“I don’t know what I can do before I say that, after all, it’s the first time I’ve had a memory of making tomato egg noodles. I’m sorry.
He smiled even more: “Isn’t it? It’s good.” I’m sorry.
I look at his handsome face and his earlids are a little hot.
He’s been depressed a lot better all night, that’s why he seems to have begun to face up to my boyfriend.
Later every morning, he came down to the dorm to give me breakfast, the rain and rain, and on holidays, to give me presents, to take me out on weekends and occasionally to give me surprises.
One time when we went to climb the mountains to see the sunrise and sat on the top of the mountain, and there appeared a light on the day, he suddenly kissed me on the side of my face, and he said, “I like you, Zhao Si-jin.” I’m sorry.
It’s been a long time since I’ve seen him like Soo-soo, and me and Soo-soo are two completely different types. Soo-soo is, in the words of my classmates, the first beautiful and sensitive, and I’m not just a pretty, quiet person.
But when it comes to “Zhao Si-jin, I like you” in the calendar, I feel like I’m just talking for a while, and there’s an urge to cry as if I’ve been waiting for years, but I was with him for less than a year.
Somehow I’ve always felt that this kind of flat beauty is like a bubble, and one day it’s gonna crack.
And Sue is the prick.
3
After two months with his boyfriend, Susu began to have frequent problems of various sizes and sizes, so small that he would fight over lipstick and so big that he would enter the hospital.
One time, I was eating outside, it was a new restaurant for couples, half-priced. I pulled the order, but when the dish arrived, the order got a call from Soo.
By the time we arrived, Susie was crying and drinking in the box because her boyfriend had been so busy recently that two people had had a fight over the frequency of the date.
I thought the consolation would end, but the call was just the beginning.
Su-hyun has since complained to me about her boyfriend ‘ s insensitiveness and insensitiveness, as well as about her apology after the fight, and about other girls.
She concluded by saying, “It’s not better to be in order. I’m sorry.
Suzie and his ambivalent snowballs are on the rise, and the number of calls to the order is increasing, to the extent that sometimes I think I am the extra.
Remember that day, when it was my birthday, when there was a heavy rain outside, and I made a wish after the candles were lit in sequence, and I had just closed my eyes and heard a hurried telephone bell, and I didn’t seem to realize until then that it was the exclusive bell for Sue, even after being with me.
The Suzie crying handler was particularly clear in a quiet room, and the chorus rose up and knocked over a china plate, broke up and on the phone, Sugi said she broke up and was left on the road by her ex-boyfriend, who did not know where.
The air conditioners were open in the room, but my fingertips were still a little chilly, and she was slowly appeased:
“Don’t be afraid. I’m sorry.
In fact, the tone of the sequence has always been gentle, but somehow, I think he was very gentle in consoling Soo-soo.
I stopped him just before he opened the door, and it seemed as though he was still here, and I said, “It’s too rainy, it’s not safe, I’m going to look for Sue. I’m sorry.
It’s probably the only time I’ve had any will to be with him, and I grabbed his sleeve: “What if I don’t want you to go? I’m sorry.
It’s been so many times that even the two who are sisters have crossed the border.
“I’m sorry, I can’t let anything happen to her.” I’m sorry.
Then there was a door close.
On my twenty-first birthday, a man sat for a long time on a birthday cake that ran out of candles and was finally found in a hospital by the waiter for a sudden headache.
Headaches were the after-effects of the car accident, and the cell phone woke up in the middle of the night after the drop.
Sequenced calls remain unaccepted.
4
Suzie broke up and stayed in the dorm all day.
When I went to the hospital the next day in the week, there was a light chubby, held my hand and apologized to me, and I fell asleep in closed eyes.
After being discharged from the hospital, I was given extra care, food and drink every day, and the class was kept on me, probably all the time. On one occasion, I came early during the physical period of gym class, and my stomach was a little too hard to stand up.
I’ve got a lot of hot stickers, red sugar, painkillers.
I understand he’s trying to fix the cracks between us.
Sioux is in a bad mood and will find every reason to stay with us, first at dinner, then every time I go out with her, she’ll follow me, and she’ll always hold me in the arms.
“I won’t be in your order, I don’t like him.” I’m sorry.
“I’ll only take him as a brother, and I won’t set you up if I like him.” I’m sorry.
Sometimes she gets mad at me for giving me gifts and not giving her them.
“Procedure, you’ve seen your friends. I’m sorry.
“What? You’re still me. You forgot me so quickly? I’m sorry.
“Order, we grew up together. I’m sorry.
And then for a long time, the three of us had a delicate relationship, until Susie fell in love again, with a boy from the business school.
The boy and Su-soo’s ex-boyfriend were two completely opposite types, and her ex-boyfriend was very handsome and hot, but he didn’t know how to take care of people, and now this clean-looking boy is taking the lead.
I don’t know if Sue found anything, but the boy looks like a choreographer and, to be precise, a choreographer without a bottom line.
On the day that Su-hyun announced another relationship, she broke a tea cup that I had made myself, which was a birthday present to him.
The fragments cut his index finger and left a scar, which was unclear whether it was Susie or because of my cup of tea.
The tension between me and Suzuran has re-lented.
Then one night, I ate at a barbecue outside the school, and suddenly there was a lot of noise, and I was not curious, I didn’t like it, and I didn’t like it.
But for the next second, a squeal of screams, the sound of Soo-soo, almost unhesitting, rose up and ran out, and I followed.
The shop across the street was a mess, people were scrambling in it, and then I saw someone hitting Soo-soo, and then I grabbed the bottle in the middle of the line and smashed it up. There was chaos, crying, cracking, screaming, and blood.
The last thing I heard before I lost consciousness was:
“Someone fainted, some fainted.”
The one who fainted was me.
When I saw that scene, I felt a pain in the head, a pain in the head, and fainted when I couldn’t bear it.
Once again, the eyes were opened in the hospital, the face of the sequence was blue and the arm was covered with wounds.
When I woke up, I cried with a low voice: “Swire. I’m sorry.
For the first time, I’m not a crymaker, and even when I suffer, I can’t help but cry in front of the order, without a voice and without a pillow.
I was so scared, I cried out for the order, and I kept shouting, but he only saw Soo-soo.
I don’t know why I’m crying, but I feel like I’ve been cut with a blunt knife.
5
Sioux’s friends had been in conflict with each other, and neither side had been willing to step back.
She was not hurt, but she was in a bad mood and her eyes were bruised when she came to see me at the hospital. Her boyfriend, instead of protecting her in that situation, had taken the lead.
She and her boyfriend have since been in a state of separation, with no clear results.
The day I looked at the wound in the neck and asked him, “Do you hurt? I’m sorry.
Perhaps because I speak too softly, he has no idea what kind of panic has surrounded me.
“I’m sorry, Skye. I grew up with her. I can’t leave her alone. I’m sorry.
“Sigen, don’t break up. Never break up, okay? I’m sorry.
Later, he mentioned it, on the second anniversary.
Su-hyun and her boyfriend finally broke up, just a week before the two-year anniversary, when she talked about it calmly, without crying, with us eating.
“I broke up with him. I’m sorry.
I had a wonderful feeling, that Sue regretted it, that I was right.
So on this two-year day, I didn’t wait for the sequence, but I waited for the break-up news to be less surprised, but I still felt sour.
I’ve thought about why I like order so much, probably because of the beauty of the evening, and his back was just in my eyes.
I don’t think he’ll ever know, actually the first time I ever saw him was in the stairwell after the second day of school.
Then Su-il sat there for no reason, weeping, and stood by him in the middle of the line, and filled her with tenderness and patience, and the sunset fell on his side, and even the eyelashes were dazzled.
I looked at that tweet from Zhou, and I moved my finger, and I said, “Okay. I’m sorry.
And then I thought, “I’m like the kind of girl who plays the role of catalyst on the path of masculinity and masculinity.
After a snowbath, I had a fever, I had a lot of strange dreams, a blood-thirsty accident, a back of a bicycle, or a white boy who could never see his face.
In my dream, there’s a clear and lazy voice, and I’m trying to hear it, and I can barely hear it:
How’s your exam going?
“I came to see you! I’m sorry.
Zhao Si-jin, no turning back! I’m sorry.
Zhao Si-jin, Zhao Si-jin…
When I opened my eyes, I thought I was back when I woke up.
It’s still snowing outside the window, just like it was.
I was in a car accident in my senior year, and I woke up and forgot a lot.
Six.
I broke up with Zhou Zhou, just in the snow.
See you again on the day of Suwona. She said, “Thank you, for letting me know my heart.” I’m sorry.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m here with you in order to stimulate me. I’m sorry.
“I’m so stupid, and I’m trying to get both of you together. It’s my fault. Don’t blame me.”
When she said this, she held her arms in close contact, the first time I had seen him since I broke up, and the sun fell on his hair, much shorter, and suddenly I found out that he had lost weight for a few days, and his gentle eyes had become sharper.
My eyes crossed from the watch on his left wrist and asked him a little bit:
“Is that what you said when you watched sunrise on the top of the mountain true?”
I couldn’t really tell whether I wanted him to like me or to be with him, but he was at the top of the mountain watching me seriously when he said he liked me.
Two years is a long time, but they can’t last 20 years.
He stung his lips, his hands on his side swung his fist, and his voice was as good as ever: “It’s my fault. Don’t blame Sue, you can ask for anything.” I’m sorry.
I pulled my lips and my eyes were blurry, and I smiled at him a little: “Will you marry me?” I’m sorry.
He held on, and I turned and walked, and I laughed:
“Can’t do it? It’s okay. You never did anything you promised me. Not this time. I’m sorry.
He had an old watch on his wrists, and after several repairs, I bought a new one for him, and he kept it and kept it, explained it, and it would be difficult to wear it for so long, in other ways. Now think about what he likes about the watch, which is the man who delivers it.
I stood at the crossroads and watched the cars go nowhere, and when I was about to cross the road, the sound of a stabbing car hit was ringing behind me, and the next second I was carried into a fragrance.
For some time, I was forced to remember the fragments of the car accident, and my painful head abated a little bit, with my head in my head, and I saw a face that looked like a chord but matured more than a chore.
The man was wearing a black coat, had a little bit of snow on his head, had a very nice jaw, had a very beautiful eyebrow, had a nice, clean finger holding a transparent umbrella, held me out of the snow, and the other hand was squeezing in my waist, a little red in his eyes, and the voice was dumb:
Long time no see, Zhao Si-jin. I’m sorry.
His name is Song Xi Chong, my… tutor.
During the summer of the first year, my dad brought back a college student who was teaching me a mathematician called Song Xi-chul.
And then every Wednesday and Friday afternoon, he comes to tutor me on math, and when my mom’s not home, he brings me a vanilla ice cream, of course, because I’m sick and my mom doesn’t allow me to eat cold. Song Xie-chul did not agree at first, but I couldn’t stand it, and finally the consultations ended with a permission to eat only half.
He was in fact in the same city as I was in his home town and his university, and he went to the city of Jinglin for a field trip to write his thesis, while the tutor was just trying to make some living while he was free.
Not only did he teach me math, but he also tutored me on other subjects, and it can be said that my high school career started with him.
At the end of the summer, in a page he looked over, I entered a new school, he returned to college, and my modest mathematics grades in junior high were soaring after I entered high school that I once became my best subject.
That’s what Song Xi-chul told me, and I’ve forgotten everything about him, including him.
Then I asked my mother for proof, and he did teach me math.
And I do like vanilla ice cream.
He’s got a tight, tight, dark eyelid, and he seems to have some hard way:
“Don’t remember me. It’s okay. You’re fine. I’m sorry.
I looked at his dark eyes and his face, which resembled the order, and his heart was a bit complicated, and he was broken with his laughter when he started calling out “Son Teacher”.
“You never called me Teacher Song. I’m sorry.
“What do I call you?”
“Son Ciccio. I’m sorry.
7
I used to attribute the reasons I liked order to the weather, and he just happened to have his heart moved in that moment, and I couldn’t find any other reason, until he ran out of my liking.
And now it is clear why I have rejected Song Xi-chul, because the face, which is more or less like him.
I knew about Song Xie-chul being cousin Zhou during the winter break, when Song Si-chung and I added Zhong Zhong Zhong, which I didn’t want at first, but he looked at me quietly and whispered:
“Not only forget me, but don’t you want to add a little more now? I’m sorry.
My heart’s in a tremor.
And then I look at his circle and basically it’s all about the work, and only a few pictures of the same pelvis.
Somehow I think of the circle of friends, the picture of the cat and the sentence, which I can easily guess, and the picture of the cat’s son she shared with me, which is the picture of the circle of friends, and the phrase “a step away” is the distance between the lovers above.
Just a week after Song Xi-chul and I became friends, he sent out a circle of friends, which was very simple:
“He heard that seven years is a return. I’m sorry.
Here’s a comment: “Choose, did you find her? Congratulations! I’m sorry.
My focus was entirely on the cousin, so that’s why they look so alike.
During the winter break, which was as short as an instant dissipation of fairies, Song Xi-chul stepped on me only that night of New Year’s Eve, saying, “Jo Si-jin, Happy New Year.” I’m sorry.
I turned it off and I said the next morning:
“Happy New Year, Song Xi-chul. I’m sorry.
When I got back to school, people were busy looking for work, and when I got out of school, it was because of all kinds of dinners, and it was at that point that I realized that the name “Sequence” could no longer provoke a single vortex in my heart.
Because of the complex circle of friends, I and Suzumi would inevitably appear at the same party, which was the very first time I saw a chorus and Suzie fighting, or even a fight.
A simple reason I put together in their fierce words was that Su-hyun felt that the order had changed and tried over and over again to see if he still loved her, in the form of looking for her ex-boyfriend and threatening to get back together with her predecessor.
The two ex-boyfriends at the party were at the party, and they said in the last minute:
“Then get back together!” I’m sorry.
I knew you didn’t love me anymore! I’m sorry.
Su-hyun struck him with excitement with a bottle of wine, and the fragments crossed his tail, bleeding to the bottom.
I watched them quietly in the crowd, from quarrels to fights to the end, and then staggered through the sights of the process and cut off the phone at random.
Sioux may not understand. It’s the most difficult thing to try.
I drank a lot of wine that night during the week, and I saw Song Xi-chul outside the door.
The black suit was wrapped in his long-sweeted body, and the eyebrows were cold, and when they saw me, they were about to come towards me, they were held back by “Chounts” in the middle of the line.
Song Xi-chul looked like he was drunk and said, “If it’s not right, let’s split up.” I’m sorry.
Then a sharp look came towards me after scrambling through the overly quiet side.
8
I didn’t know anything about my ex-girlfriend, and then I thought, either he didn’t see the circle of friends, or he set it up for me and Soo.
I didn’t want to ride in Song Xi Chong’s car that night, and he followed me for a long time, and I finally made a compromise.
The car was filled with heat. He brought me a bottle of hot milk from somewhere. I didn’t take it.
“Zhao Si-jin, I want to know why you rejected me. I’m sorry.
He felt it.
I leaned on the window until he stopped asking, and when he started the car, I looked like a shooting star, and told him in peace:
“I’m the ex-girlfriend in order. I’m sorry.
Almost immediately after the sound of the words, the tires and the ground rubbed out the “single” and stopped on the side of the road, leaving only shallow breaths in the car.
Songxi’s skeletal fingers were held tightly on the steering wheel, and his back was reinforced by force.
The dim light appeared on his face on the side of Qing-joon, unknown. I felt he was suffocating something, for a long time, and he looked at me and smiled at his lips, as the snow melted in winter.
“You’re my student too. I’m sorry.
A cold wind came through my collar with a sewn window.
The mood that had been so restless suddenly calmed down, whether it was because of his words or because of the wind.
And I think it was a little too much for him.
This is the second time I have met Song Xi-chul, and it is true that my memory of oblivion can be drawn from contact with him, if not by coincidence.
I had another dream in a room, curtains by the window and books on the table, which turned up with the summer wind.
The veil covered a long figure, with a weak back in front of the books, and a sandy sun.
But there’s only one.
And the first time I met Song Xi-chul was in a hot-blooded basketball court, but everything around it was blurry.
I thought I’d never find that memory again, and now I think maybe not.
The day after I woke up, I saw him standing under a tree in black, waiting for me.
He looked at something and asked how I met Song Xi-chul.
I said, “It’s none of your business. I’m sorry.
The spring wind swayed the leaves and I heard the squawking voice of the chorus saying:
“I know he looks like me, but can you stop?”
Then I thought for a long time about the line, and he thought I was trying to take Song Xi-chul as his double.
9
It’s actually nice to be with Song Xi-chul, probably because he’s been a teacher and student for some time, and he knows a lot about some of my preferences, and he always says I’ve been a lot better.
I told him frankly that he was close to him because he could remind me of some blurry footage, if he would mind telling me.
The wind of the night blew his hair in front of his forehead, and the eyes were as bright as a galaxy, and he said:
“Please. I’m sorry.
Then one time, while eating, he suddenly asked me, “Do I have any of the memories you remember? I’m sorry.
He asked freely, but I saw him tightening his fingers with a spoon.
I shake my head, it’s blurry, I’m not sure it’s him.
He bowed his head for a second, reached out to get a drink and accidentally knocked it over.
In fact, Song Xie-chul made the impression that he was a gentleman and never would have done anything to get away from me, so when he suddenly put me in his arms the other night, my head was blank, my low voice was ringing and itching.
“Don’t move. Just hold on a second. I’m sorry.
The fragrance on him smells good. I’m standing on my back.
For a long time, he let me go slowly and whispered, “Sorry, drunk.” I’m sorry.
At the end of the defence, I did not find a job for the time being because I was insured for another university in the vicinity, but I found a part-time job on the Internet for three seniors in English.
When I was free, I called my mother, who was a strong woman, but since she and my father had been divorced because of their feelings during my coma, although the whole person was much softer, there was nothing to hide from the sadness on her face.
The sequence and Soo-chul ended up breaking up, and I accidentally ran into them all the time, and I was at the coffee shop, where I was sitting on the other side and talking about it.
Some distance, I can’t hear you.
Soon, the Soo-Chou bag left and the line was down and silent.
I had a cup of coffee and went on to prepare my class, and when Song Xi-chul’s tweet came out, I realized it was late, and I was ready to pack and leave with a shadow in front of me.
It’s sequence.
He makes a mockery of himself:
“You saw me break up with Sue. I’m sorry.
“When I was really together, I realized I didn’t love her. I’m sorry.
And I thought that when the young plumes of the story came together, they would surely be happy, and not.
But even less than I would have expected him to appear with me since then, I know that it was not a coincidence, and that all of the unexpected must have been met by a man for a long time.
So when I met him again, I asked him what he wanted to do.
He said he wanted to get back together and he’d come after me this time.
I’m a little funny.
“Order, have you forgotten? The result of our attempt is inappropriate. I’m sorry.
“I don’t have to be stuck in a failed relationship, and I don’t want to do it again. I’m sorry.
“I chose to be with you, but I couldn’t make you like me. I’d bet on losing. I’m sorry.
And it was not until I said, when I turned back and left, that I knew not when Song Xi-chul would be behind me. Surely he heard those words.
He passed me the ice cream, vanilla.
“On the way, I saw a new shop that I bought. I’m sorry.
I licked it, sweet and cool, and brought a little cold for the hot summer.
And the nightfall was covered with a burning cloud, and suddenly Song Xi-il stopped and called to me, and I looked back at him.
For some reason, after a long time I remember this evening, it was clear to me that he was wearing a black shirt and black long pants, with his hands in his pants in his pocket, and that he was blown up by the wind.
He said:
“Jo Si-jin, stay with me, I won’t let you lose. I’m sorry.
10
Song Xi-hyun raised a bouquet, which is now on, so every time he met, he had a fragrance.
My mother used to say that I used to love to have twigs, but she took me to another city when I was in a coma, and the twigs didn’t take them, they were all dead, and I woke up and never had them.
I didn’t come back to the order.
I’m not with Song Xi-chul either, because I remember the circle of friends he sent and the comments he made.
Song Xie-chul is supposed to be someone who likes me, and as to why he’s with me, I guess he didn’t wait for him, so I’m backing out again.
He didn’t say anything about me being with him, and I was relieved and lost.
I’ve been thinking for a long time, what kind of woman he likes, like me?
Why else does he always look at me like he’s looking at me?
Until that day we met his high school sister in the restaurant, a coworker, a very elegant woman, who smiled at us and looked at me and said:
Your girlfriend?
“Not really. I’m sorry.
He answered very quickly.
In that moment, I thought I had it.
This woman is probably the one he really likes.
Suddenly, the mood fell down, and on the way back, I was a little bit reluctant to talk to him, leaning down on the window and watching the little rain that started lynching out of nowhere.
And then I fell asleep.
By the time I woke up, the twilight had covered the city, and I had his coat on me, and the car was parked by the side of the road.
Song Xi Chong is holding the phone under a nearby tree to answer the phone, and the twilight leaves are dripping down, and from my perspective he can see his smileful eyes and the tip of his lips.
I’m a little sad.
And when I was holding his coat in my hair, the window was knocked, and I turned my head, and I hit him in the eye, and I found my voice:
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
“There’s a new opening around here. Go see. I’m sorry.
I only accidentally mentioned this thing about DIY, the pictures I saw in the book, and it was funny, but I didn’t think he remembered.
Actually, I’m just doing something simple, like…
The cup that was given to the order.
It was broken.
There are many new shops in this square, and others are being renovated, and when we go in, there’s not a lot of people in it, and the bell rings softly and calms down.
I’m not really in the mood to be a handman, and I’ve been thinking about the Song Xi Chong who just met, and she’s so pretty.
Before she left, she said she’d have time to eat with us later.
I didn’t come back until I knocked it over.
What was I thinking?
I’ve already rejected Song Xi Chong.
That’s when I found out he was gone.
I pushed him out of my head to find him, and I couldn’t even take off my apron, just as I went through a shop and went to the area where it was being renovated, the whole person was pulled over.
Then I heard a heavy object on the body, and I cried, and I saw a beautiful ice cream on the ground, and then blood, a drop, two drops…
Song Xi Chong fell.
I kneeled softly at his side and whispered softly:
“Son Ciccio. I’m sorry.
He ignored me.
Tears began to fall, and I shivered and called an ambulance.
Later, the sequence appeared.
In the hospital, I looked at the word “surgery” and I was shaking, and some of the crazy pieces in my head were going to come out and hurt my head like it was going to crack.
It’s like a century later, the door in the operating room was opened, and when the doctor said it was all right, I couldn’t hold my nerves anymore and fainted.
Eleven.
I think that everyone has their own scripts, and sometimes there’s an accident that goes into someone else’s script and ends up in their own story.
My first encounter with Song Xi Xing was on the evening of the summer, when I stole ice cream at the entrance and met my father to bring Song Xing back.
He was wearing a white shirt, and he kept his buttons to the top, and he had a feeling of tension with the air and the air, and stood quietly by my father and listened to me.
“This is the math teacher I hired for you, Song Xie-chul. I’m sorry.
I stung my lips and looked at his face and screamed:
“Son Ciccio. I’m sorry.
And then he started to smile at me, and his eyes looked so good, and he said,
“Good boy. I’m sorry.
I’m not good, at least in front of him.
I liked to look at him and say he didn’t understand, and he said it again and again and again and again, and I lied to him, and I understood it, but I liked the way he talked.
I’d like to call him by his name, too, and I’d never call him Teacher Song, because teacher-student relations are not good for the future.
During that time, my parents worked a lot of overtime, and one time they saw Song Xi-Chi, and he threw it straight on his face and gave me a bowl of tomato eggs so I wouldn’t eat no more.
I said I’d starve.
He said teach me below.
My mom taught me before, but then she found out I was a kitchen killer and gave up.
And then I thought about whether it’s harder to cook noodles or it’s harder to do math a million times, and finally, as long as the teacher is Song Xie-chul, it’s easy, so I learned not only to cook tomato eggs, but also to improve math.
That summer, tempting me not only with vanilla ice cream, but also with the handsome Song Xi-chul, waiting for him to become my most desirable thing every week.
When I was 16 years old, I couldn’t hide a girl’s heart, and I didn’t want to hide it, so on the night before he left I made clear to him the new dress.
He’s holding on and laughing at my head:
“You’re young. Learn well. I’m sorry.
It’s a disguised rejection, and my eyes are red.
Then he went back to college and left me a number.
I didn’t give up, I called him every week for reasons, asked him about the subject, reported on his grades, and…
Tell him not to fall in love when I grow up.
I heard a laughter over the phone.
“Song Xi-chul, which sister did you take? I’m sorry.
Once again, Song Xi Chong was on the night of spring, and I saw a familiar figure downstairs when I said goodbye to my classmates.
And the dim light shined upon him, and put on his hair a soft golden side, and he smiled at me, as though it were ice, and dazzled in his heart.
He said: ‘Suchin Zhao, come to you. I’m sorry.
Song Xi-chul was only with me for three days.
He never came to see me again until I had the accident, and I knew that he was busy and afraid to bother him more, and that his study assignment had increased, so he called him straight down.
And then it’s cold, and that’s when my parents used to argue, and I didn’t know why, until that day I came home from the library and saw my dad and a woman in bed.
That’s my mom’s last day on a business trip.
I was screamed in the heat of the scene in front of me, and I ran out.
My eyes were covered with tears and I had no idea what to do, and then I went to a shop and dialed the mean number.
Too bad I called three times and nobody answered.
And then I got hit by a red-lighted car as I crossed the street, and the shock seemed to break my memory in a moment, and the brain became blank.
Song Xi-chul…
12
According to the doctor, Song Xi was in a coma and no life was in danger.
I stayed in the hospital for the rest of the time, except for the tutoring of the students, during which time the Song Xie-hyun schoolgirl I met visited once.
She smiled beautifully with a bunch of flowers and her voice was clear:
I said, what a tragedy! I’m sorry.
Song Xi-chul was smashed to protect me, and I bowed my head and didn’t make a sound.
“Do you remember, little sister? When can I drink? I’m sorry.
“Do you know that I am am amnesiad?” I was a little surprised to have ignored the last sentence.
“Of course, I know the Chief turned down all the girls for you. I’m sorry.
“Well, do you think you’ll lose your memory?”
Song Xi Chong will lose his memory and forget me?
The hospital was extremely quiet at night, and after I carefully wiped Song Xi-chul’s fingers and face, I leaned on the side of the books and couldn’t read a word.
What are the chances of a memory loss?
Tens of thousands of answers, but none of them give a definite result.
I was lying by my bed, watching his thick eyelashes cast a shadow under my eyelid, reminiscent of the old Song Xi-il, and found that he had changed a lot over the years.
I don’t know if all those who don’t have a memory are particularly insecure and sensitive to everything around them, so he always says that I’m being good, but I’m not. I’m just being quieter because I’m not feeling safe.
A long time after I woke up in a coma, I couldn’t sleep all night, closed my eyes was the scene of the crash, and the sound of the impact in my head didn’t go away.
The psychological and sequencing of this insecurity peaked when it was combined.
Now that I’m here again, I hold his long, soft fingers and cry:
“Song Xi-chul, will you wake up? I’m sorry.
The day passed, and finally a evening after 10 days, when I was getting a pot of water out of the bathroom, I looked up and saw him sitting up.
“Where are we?” I’m sorry.
My heart is shaking and my voice is shaking:
“Here’s the hospital. You got hit to protect me. I’m sorry.
“You’ve been in a coma for 10 days. I’m sorry.
“Son Xi-chul, do you remember who I am? I’m sorry.
His boned fingers were slightly tied to his forehead, and his eyes fell on my face, and the back was:
“I remember you’re my wife. I’m sorry.
The sound of “p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-d-d-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-
I thought his memory had been confused, and he had turned his back in red when he had to go to a doctor, and saw him smiling at me with his weak eyes, soft and loud, and his voice was so mute because of his silence.
“Sigen, I’m sorry, I’m kidding. I’m sorry.
“Don’t be afraid. I remember you. I remember you. I remember you. I’m sorry.
13
When Song Xi Chong was discharged from the hospital, and in order to take care of him, I travelled every day between his home and my home, taking care of him assiduously as if he were not happy.
One day, when I was cutting him apples, he suddenly looked at me and spat his lips.
“Sigen, you don’t have to do this. I’m sorry.
“I don’t want you to have a psychological burden. I’m sorry.
“I saved you, I volunteered. I don’t need you to give me anything in return. I’m sorry.
The long apple peel was broken because I suddenly settled, and I thought I hadn’t told him to remember.
I looked up at him and said, “Shall I look after you with you?” I’m sorry.
He leaned his head on the couch, his throat rolled down and he laughed:
“Okay, but how can I accept your departure again? I’m sorry.
I remember that feeling every time he used to talk to him, and he promised to wait for me, but I always thought that he would suddenly be with someone else and then throw me away.
I’m still running to his house, sometimes in his study.
I turned off the video the other day, just after my lesson, and then I saw him in a soft home dress leaning against my back.
What can I do for you?
“None. I’m sorry.
He didn’t seem to be in a good mood. I only knew why he was unhappy at dinner.
“Your student why don’t you call your teacher and your sister?”
And the hand of the soup, I saw him, “It’s probably because of the distance, he wouldn’t fear me?”
I didn’t really care what the students called me, and I wanted to have a brother when I was a kid.
It’s nice to be called sister by students.
Song Xi-chul was silent, and I smiled and put a piece of fish in the bowl.
“It’s sour, don’t eat it. I’m sorry.
My mother doesn’t believe that I’ve become a cook and I’ve learned to cook a lot to take care of Song Xi-chul.
Half a month later, Song Xi Chong was completely restored to work.
All the shops in the square we went to have been refurbished, and I met the order when I was wandering.
At the hospital that day, my attention was on Song Xi-chul, even when he left.
I thanked him for his lip farts and his brows seemed to be getting tired and his voice was weak.
“Sigen, he’s my cousin. I would have saved him without you. I’m sorry.
I laughed, “Thank you too. I’m sorry.
There were children’s jitters in the square, and the flying hydrogen balloons, all-faced, and the coat was blown over.
The balloon that buys a powdered balloon in the following order leads me to ask:
“Can we sit down and talk? I’m sorry.
“No need, order. I’m sorry.
There’s nothing to talk about between me and him. There’s no way to stay where you are.
He laughed:
“You asked me if I meant what I said when I was on the top of the mountain, I…”
“Order. I looked at him and said, “Don’t tell me, I don’t need it. I’m sorry.
Later, he let loose his balloon, almost instantaneously, and the balloon went up to the sky, and his eyes were red, he looked up for a long time and his voice was almost deaf.
“If you let go, there’s no chance to catch it. I’m sorry.
14
Apart from amnesia due to external forces, I have good memory, one thing for many years, perhaps forever.
Like the number Song Xi-chul left me that summer.
When I met him again, I never exchanged numbers with him, and I didn’t know if he had his cell phone at all times, but he must be back in seconds every time he tweets.
When I finished teaching the students that day, I saw the pellets on the windowsill in the library, and with my hands, I turned the bouquet, and I saw the little line down:
Zhao Si-jin likes Song Xi Xing. I’m sorry.
It’s a sharp stone, and it’s really childish to think about it, but I didn’t think there was anyone as childish as I was at the bottom of the line, and the work was all right:
“Song Xie-chul also likes Zhao Si-jin. I’m sorry.
I pulled my cell phone out of the window, dialed that number, and I was connected, and when I heard the familiar “Hello, hello” I couldn’t help but control the tears.
It turns out that a tear can come so quickly from gathering to falling.
I bit my lips, and I didn’t say anything, lest he heard me crying.
He did not hang up, but went from some of the noisy places to a quiet place where he could only hear his shallow breath.
If he guessed, he whispered:
I miss you so much. I’m sorry.
I held my handle and screamed:
“Son Ciccio. I’m sorry.
I’m really sorry I forgot about you…
When Song Xi-hyun came back, I had to clean up my emotions in the bathroom, and my eyes were red.
When he pushed the door into the door, he held me in his arms before he could bend over to find them.
“Don’t move, let me hold. I’m sorry.
Later, he rolled to the couch in the living room with his fingers stuck to my waistline and his face was buried in my neck, and his voice was a bit boring.
“Sigen, I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
Breathe in my neck, it tickles, and then he says:
“Forget what I’ve been doing, think about how to make it up to me! I’m sorry.
Later on, the issue of compensation was one of my final solution.
Once again, she was told that she had left the country six months later. Before leaving, she sent me a message of apology, which I did not reply and deleted.
At that time, I had started my graduate school and was continuing to mentor the senior, and Song Si-chun was unhappy and helpless every day.
Well I’m happy.
I used to imagine that I was being proposed, that there had to be a flower balloon and all kinds of lights, but there was nothing actually proposed.
Just in the ordinary morning, after I washed out of the bathroom, I saw Song Xi-chul kneeling on one knee and carrying a ring in my hand.
He said, ‘Will you marry me?’ I’m sorry.
“I can’t wait. I’m sorry.
“I’ll resupply you whatever you want. I’m sorry.
Zhao Si-jin, I love you, I love you very much. I’m sorry.
I smiled and cried, and I put the ring on me.
“You’re almost 30, too. You’re getting married. I’m sorry.
Then, in response to what I said, Song Xi-hyun was enraged, especially when I was called by a sister in his third year of life, so he found me to be repulsive of his age, so he physically proved him … very good.
On that morning, when it was almost time to teach the students, Song Si-hyun squeezed the covers on me and kissed me and then opened my computer and the students were connected to wheat.
“Hey, what about sister? Is it a mistake? I’m sorry.
Song Xi-chul took a look at me, pulled a tie, and answered with a proper answer:
“No mistake at all, my sister’s voice is mute, my brother-in-law teaches you. I’m sorry.
(concluded)
Extra 1 – Scheduling
And when the news of their marriage came to pass, We were glued carefully to that glass I broke.
I looked online for the same money for a long time and later realized it was made by silk.
And she lays in her drawers a watch, just as it will never be put together again, and I will never wear it again.
I suddenly remembered a small thing when I was with her, and one time we went to the noodle shop, and she said that the boss had a bowl instead of cuisine because I didn’t eat it.
She seems to remember everything about me, even if I just mentioned it inadvertently, like I didn’t eat cilantro, which was shown once when I had dinner with her at the table.
And Sue can’t remember, and maybe she does. It just doesn’t matter.
Before I met Zhao, I thought I liked Sue, but then when I got what I wanted to be with her, the girl who smiled and turned her eyes and said, “Sweetly with my arms.”
“Let’s go to the library. I’m sorry.
I grew up with Sue, and it has become a habit for me to protect her under the guidance of the grown-ups, and for many years I have taken it as a hobby, and it seems that she has become a habit for me to protect her.
In fact, I knew she was sad every time she left behind, but I didn’t even realize the importance of her, not even the love for her, and she didn’t think she was important, at least not as important as Sue.
So she confirmed her relationship with her hastily and has not been mentioned with her family for two years.
She’s completely different from Sue, whether she’s physical or character, and she’s beautiful, and she’s a good person, and she talks softly, and she’s got a big, hard-on-book air.
But sometimes she’s a little naughty, like if she shoots me in the back, and when I turn around, she laughs in the other direction.
It’s not common for her to be so lively, it’s quiet for most of the time.
After the break-up, I was with Sue, and I didn’t think that I had been with someone for over a decade, but only a few months.
I found out that I didn’t like her, and she only found out after a long career that no one was better than me.
When I saw Zhao Si-jin with my cousin, I was both angry and kind of dark. I thought she was my cousin, and she didn’t let me go.
I didn’t know until I asked for rehab that I really lost her, ever.
Or maybe she never really belonged to me.
Knowing that she had lost her memory, my cousin once brought her home to hear her and his mother.
I finally understand why my cousin didn’t care when I went after Zhao, because he was the one Zhao loved.
He’s got enough bottom.
I was as if I was a mouse in the shadows, and I was afraid to follow them far behind.
Watch them eat together, watch the sunrise, watch the sunset together, watch the movies…
Zhao Si-jin seemed happy when she was around me, I never saw her.
And I’m so scared to ask her if I’m the double.
Cousins have always been so good and jealous that I liked to imitate him when I was young, and I knew Zhao when I stopped imitating but not completely changed.
I daren’t ask… think she really likes me in order.
The day of their marriage, the family of their cousins loved her very much, and my mother loved her. He said that I would not speak with Soo-jin and that he would look for her daughter-in-law.
She probably didn’t know that Zhao Si-jin almost became her daughter-in-law.
Looking at her quiet smile on the stage, I suddenly remembered that the first time I heard the name Zhao Si Jin was not with Soo.
It was probably the summer I went up to 2, and when I came back from the yard, I saw cousins calling under a tree, and I didn’t know who the man was across, but I guess he had to be poaching.
That’s the first time I’ve seen a man so gentle and patiently:
Zhao Si-jin, be good and I’ll wait for you. I’m sorry.
I guess she’ll never know that I’ve known her for many years before I met her.
It was snowing out of the window again, white and white, like that day of the winter when I lost my appointment. Even though I knew that Susie was pretending to be sick, I chose to stay with her.
Maybe I’ll never let go of it. When Su-hyun sent Skye my phone the other night, I hesitated to stop it, but let her send one:
“We don’t fit. Break up. I’m sorry.
Zhongxiang 2
I didn’t regret much, but those three phone calls I didn’t get, and I’ve been thinking for a long time, if I had gotten her, wouldn’t we have missed those years.
The only number left to her was not that she would disturb me too much, but that I would not be able to stop myself, so she would have left only one way to contact me unilaterally. After all, she must have called me without her parents, or would not have called the same number every time.
It’s strange that I can figure out exactly which call she called.
I went to her city a million times after losing her news, and I couldn’t find her again. I knocked on that door and showed a strange face. He said that the house had moved away, and suddenly, the family had moved overnight, leaving only a pot of dead bouquets on the windowsill.
I took the pelvis away.
After graduation, I came to this city, fantasizing that one day she’d suddenly appear in front of me, and then I’d say:
“Son Ciccio. I’m sorry.
But there was no, and the indescribable despair almost devoured me until that year when I was going to visit him in a structured university, I met her again.
But she doesn’t remember me. She had an accident.
At that moment, I felt like nothing was important. I’m grateful she survived.
She seems to have become a good girl, or she doesn’t feel safe, and I asked one of my former schoolgirls and present colleagues about a lot of techniques for chasing girls, and then none of them worked, and I think it’s best.
Maybe she won’t know I’m more insecure than she is.
I never blamed her when I knew she was a former ex-girlfriend. I only felt anger and pain at myself.
I’ve always known that Zhou Zhou likes Soo Zi, and that it was best for Soo Zi, even if he only found out later that it was not, but it did not prevent him from making sure that Zi Yi Zi would suffer.
In fact, I hope she remembers her memory, but I’m not stubborn, but I think I’m the only one who remembers it.
Fortunately, she remembered.
When I heard that call, I heard a weak whizzing across the street, and my heart was shaking, so I could fly back and hug her. Indeed, I did so, for the first time, only to hold her.
She said, “You haven’t changed your number in years. I’m sorry.
I said, “Hmm.”
I was afraid she wouldn’t find me.
The marriage proposal was somewhat hasty, but the ring had been ready many years ago, and that was probably the last call she had ever made.
On the phone, her voice was soft and clear:
“Song Xi-chul, don’t fall in love until I grow up. I’m sorry.
“Good. I’m sorry.
“When I graduate, you will propose to me. I’m sorry.
“Good. I’m sorry.
“You have to get the ring ready early. I’m sorry.
“Good. I’m sorry.
“How can you say yes to everything? I’m sorry.
“Sigen, you know, I can’t turn you down. I’m sorry.
She was very pretty on the day of the marriage, and in fact her five officers were not so great, but they were so comfortable together that no one could match me.
When I kissed her, I suddenly remembered the first time I saw her, and the gentle sunset was on her white dress, and she looked at me with half the ice cream she ate and a little butter on her mouth and shouted:
“Son Ciccio. I’m sorry.
I started with that, and every “sun Seymour” since then kept me down.
I don’t think she knew that for many years after losing her message, I had been glad I had the habit of making audio calls, so I could barely live on her voice in days when she was gone.
I’m like an addict, listening to every word she says over and over again, and then I can tell you exactly which one day she says.
“Sun Seymour, this time I’m first in math. I’m sorry.
“I don’t know Song Xi-chul, I’ll read it to you…”
When will you come back to see me? I’m sorry.
“I have a year and a half to graduate! I’m sorry.
“You have to wait for me.
I laughed, “What else? I’m sorry.
I’ll show you!
Okay, I’ll wait for you. I’ll wait for you.
Record number: YXA18OgRGQXuk6vZDGliJLJ1
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
