Do you have any of those novels that the hostess has deliberately seduced the master of the flower in the High Ridge?

Do you have any of those novels that the hostess has deliberately seduced the master of the flower in the High Ridge?

Chocolate Avayan, the boyfriend died five years after I met a man who looked like him.

After the job, I blocked him in the conference room: “Why didn’t you contact me in the last five years? I’m sorry.

“It’s a way to get out of hand, so why don’t you just give up?” I’m sorry.

And We turned away, and held out our hands and touched a little bump behind his earbone.

He’s frozen.

And I laughed, “What, look like, and now even sensitive? I’m sorry.

One.

The work was moved to City A the second month, and I got an interview call.

The other is Sasakawa, the current head of a business group.

In the absence of a year, a career has been achieved, and the marriage of the family daughter is also being negotiated.

Before I got out of the car, I finally sorted out the interview in my hand and followed my superiors all the way in.

The moment when the door of the conference room was pushed aside, the polite smile was frozen on the face.

I watched with confidence across the street, a few steps away, a man in a suit, and he was lying in his arms.

He scoured me as if he had only seen a stranger of no importance.

There’s a hole in the brain and there’s a noise in the ears.

In my imagination, I should run over, take a bite on his shoulder and kiss him with my collar around him — just like I used to fall in love, and then I’d be back.

In fact, I’m just standing there, open my mouth, and I can’t say anything.

He shook his hand with Sasakawa politely and looked back at me and frowned: “Mong, what are you waiting for? Come and interview. I’m sorry.

“…sorry, Sheng always looks like me. I’m sorry.

I looked back, and I apologized softly and then turned on the camera and the microphone.

This routine interview, most of the questions were right in advance, and I couldn’t help but ask more:

“Sheng has always been a mayor since he was a kid. I’m sorry.

And when I had finished, I looked closely at Sasakawa’s eyes, and instead of turning away, he turned his fingertips into a pen, and laughed softly, “Yes.” I’m sorry.

Liar.

At the end of the interview, I deliberately left two pages of information and went back downstairs, even standing in the conference room.

Like, just waiting for me.

And the door was locked in the back, and We could no longer hold on to his heart, and We put him at the table.

“Why didn’t you come back for me if you weren’t dead? * I bit my teeth and almost twitched the hand in his forelock, * “Even if you tell me that you are alive these five years *

I haven’t had time to wipe my tears out, Sasakawa has raised his hand and squeezed it in my wrist.

I can’t help but feel the pain.

He then took a step back and slowly organized his tie and shirt.

“It’s a common way of doing things. Why don’t you give yourself up if you want? I’m sorry.

Sasakawa’s lips are rounded, his smile is soft, but his eyes are cold and distant.

Then We understood, in the sight of Our eyes, that he had taken me as some kind of shallow, greedy and rich woman.

My heart is heavy enough to swallow me away like a tide, and I wipe my tears, and I lift my head up and take him seriously.

It’s actually different.

My boyfriend Cheng Yikawa, with his dark and cold eyes, smiles at me.

There is a less visible tear mole at the end of the eye, and the lashes are long and dense, and the contours and bodies are more in favour of teenagers.

But now Sasakawa.

A nice white shirt, a sapphire cufflink, with a tight tie, and an apathy and decorum that characterizes the top.

No tear mole, no smile, and he looked me in the eyes with arrogance and compassion, and broke the illusion of memory.

I calmed down and slowly stood up, step by step, near Sasakawa, and reached for a tiny bump behind his earbone.

The soft expression of his face was suddenly frozen, and a slight hum in his throat and his ears were red.

It’s my familiar reaction.

And suddenly I smiled: “What, is it like now that even the sensitive? I’m sorry.

Sasakawa didn’t speak, and he grabbed my wrist, and then, with a little push, I fell into his arms.

The strange smell snorted through his nose. His voice was low, ringing in my ear, like some kind of magic whisper:

“Is Miss Meng trying to make me a double for the dead? I’m sorry.

Two.

I was seven years old.

I was at the same table as him when I was in school, but I didn’t say a word for a month.

Until the next month, I lost my change.

Upon returning home, my mother kicked me from the front door to the tree intoxicating me to admit that the money had been stolen.

The skin that was exposed was covered in blood, and I bit my teeth, but I couldn’t admit it, but I could see it.

He looked at each other, and turned and said to my mother, “Aunt, Meng Sing is not a liar.” I’m sorry.

“I took her money. I’m sorry.

That afternoon, my mother yelled at the collar for an hour.

He finally scratched off all his money and didn’t even look at me.

I’m scared of my mom.

She always drinks, and when she’s drunk, she slaps me in the face and yells at me, “You ruined my whole life, you know?” I’m sorry.

Cheng Sakakawa seemed to see my fear and took me home.

His mother was a gentle woman who patiently handled my wounds and left me at her house to eat and write homework.

Until she disappeared, I spent far more time at home than at home.

I look back in my memory and look near the face of Sasakawa, and I start to laugh, “So is he always willing to be a double?” I’m sorry.

Answer me, he fell on my lips.

Burning hot, gibberish, with a strange and bitter scent.

I followed Segawa home that day.

I even drank to be brave.

In the sunset, the light covered with thick curtains came through the cracks and happened to be in the dark brown pupils of Sasakawa.

We melted like two bubbles on the surface.

I looked at his face in the light, and murmured, and said, “Kawa. I’m sorry.

“Don’t call me that.” I’m sorry.

“Why? Are you afraid to remember? I’m sorry.

I couldn’t help but ask the question,

“We’ve known each other for 18 years, and you want to come back to be your noble boss and you can break up with me. Why don’t you say goodbye? Why pretend like you’re dead? I’m sorry.

He seems to have lost his patience and turned around and said, “Mong Sing, you talk too much.” I’m sorry.

When the top light of the ceiling came down with some kind of coolness, I got a chill and suddenly woke up. I’m sorry.

“I just… I just miss him so much. I’m sorry.

He stood by the couches, looking down at me: “If you wish to keep this relationship, do not mention his name before me.” I’m sorry.

I’ve just become Sasakawa’s companion.

Actually, there are worse words to describe me.

One night, at a convenience store in the company park, I bended over to get coffee, and I heard my name coming out of a row of shelves:

“Who has the power of Meng Sing?” After one interview, he was able to make a deal, which he had to fight for decades. I’m sorry.

“It’s just fun. She’s got a fiancée in Sasakawa. I’m sorry.

“Imbecile.” I’m sorry.

I put down the coffee in my hand and walked out in front of them and sat in the Bentley outside Sasakawa.

There was a faint light in the car, and there was a faint drink.

Sasakawa opened his eyes and looked to me, “It’s over. I’m sorry.

“Hmm. I’m sorry.

“Where are you going tonight?” I’m sorry.

When we were with Sasakawa, most of us went to a hotel or he was in a villa on the outskirts of the city.

But he was silent for a moment and said: Go to your house. I’m sorry.

I’m renting out an old neighborhood in the southern suburbs because of the middlemen who just got here in A.

A few days ago there was a rain, and there were lots of puddles in the neighborhood.

I turned on the phone and looked on the ground.

For some reason, Sasakawa seems to be in a bad mood tonight.

As soon as I opened the door, he grabbed his wrist and put it against the wall.

And suddenly I thought I’d hit my back, but it was just a warm hand that he carried.

The night covered the horizon, but magnified other sensory experiences.

I looked up, my neck was tight, and I heard him ask me, “Do you really like him? I’m sorry.

When asked, his fingertips stood on my shoulder.

There are a few burnt scars.

Knowing that he did not like it, I did not mention Sasakawa’s name in front of Sasakawa for three months, and I did not expect him to mention it on his own initiative.

Knowing that he could not see, I closed my eyes and kept silent for a while, and whispered, “No.” I’m sorry.

I hate him. I’m sorry.

3

Cheng Kawakawa disappeared in a peaceful spring afternoon.

Five years ago, he spent the morning with me at the library, went to the school canteen at noon and took me downstairs.

I ran two steps forward, and suddenly I was restless and looked back.

As every day before, Cheng Sakakawa was still standing there, laughing, “Don’t leave me alone.” I’m sorry.

I shook my head: “Run together at night.” I’m sorry.

And I never saw him again.

After his nap, I sent him a message that my best friend had been deleted, that his cell phone had been turned into an empty number, and that all social platforms of mutual interest had become my one-way focus.

In three hours, the world turned upside down.

I called the police, told the school, the school and the police asked me to go back.

Waiting for three days, waiting for the death of Cheng Yikawa.

They say he went to climb the Mount of the Spirits on the outskirts of A City, in the middle of the rain, and people fell off the cliff, with no bones left, and only next to his belongings confirmed his identity.

I don’t believe it. I went to the police station again.

Until the end, they saw me and looked away and let me sit on the police bench all day.

Then his companion dragged me back, weeping, and took me with him, whispering, “Do not do this for a man.” I’m sorry.

I moved my eyes and looked at him.

From age seven to age twenty, how can it mean only one man to me?

By the time he returned, Sasakawa had set me free, sat on the couch and lit a cigarette.

I leaned against the wall, breathed a couple of breaths, followed him, took a cigarette from the cigarette box in front of him, then leaned down on the couch.

“Give me a light. I’m sorry.

When did you learn to smoke? I’m sorry.

“How do you know I didn’t smoke before? I’m sorry.

He’s like he can’t stand my emotions, don’t open his eyes, and he’s tearing apart the tie he was wearing, “…for months he hasn’t seen you touch.” I’m sorry.

It was the first time in months that he had calmed down a cold mask and found a crack in front of me.

I’ve had a hard time laughing at my lips, but I’m already in the mood and I’m about to grab his collar and ask the truth five years ago again.

“…There are still a lot of things you haven’t seen before. I’m sorry.

I went straight up and I ran away and I bit on the cigarette, and I went to the dinner counter.

“What will you drink? It’s late. Would you like a glass of wine or milk? I’m sorry.

“Red Bar. I’m sorry.

Half a bottle of wine at home was issued as holiday benefits two months ago.

It’s not good, but Sasakawa’s tongue, which is used to good wine, doesn’t taste well.

“Why do you hate him?” I’m sorry.

“Who?”

“Your… ex-boyfriend. I’m sorry.

‘Cause he died and he didn’t die in front of me. I’m sorry.

I’ve always had a bad drink. A glass of wine is enough.

“The General did not know that when we were together, he promised me that the future would die before my eyes, so that I would not miss any second or any word before his death. I’m sorry.

“…”

“Don’t you know when I learned to smoke? Three months after he died. I didn’t really miss him either. I had a new boyfriend soon after he died. I’m sorry.

“Mong Star, you’re drunk.” I’m sorry.

“I’m sorry, but we’re all grown-ups, we’ve lost our first couple, and it’s normal for me to have a couple of boyfriends.” I’m sorry.

Sasakawa didn’t speak, and he just stood up and walked up, leaned down and kissed me so badly.

The taste of cheap wine is passing on to each other, and there’s a certain emotion.

I don’t know, but it seems familiar.

The narrow couch, which accommodates the two adults, seems to be completely unsatisfied, and even violent.

I closed my eyes, bit him on the shoulder so hard that there was no half-breath until the sweet smell of blood spreads in his mouth.

“Isn’t he dead? Why did you come back? Why did you come back to me? I’m sorry.

He seemed a little stiff, but he didn’t answer me and let us be swallowed up at night.

And it was only at the last second before I fell into my dream that I heard his vague voice, with the implication that he was desperate: “It was you.” I’m sorry.

“You’re in front of me again, Meng. I’m sorry.

When I woke up, Sasakawa was gone.

There’s a sandwich on the table, and a cup that’s already covered in warm, hot American, just like the breakfast that Sasakawa brought me once in a while.

I laughed, and I cleaned it in the trash, and I made a bowl of noodles in the kitchen, and I burned an egg on it.

We’ll see Sasakawa after eating.

I’ve been quiet for a long time, and I’m going back to a good word.

The third month after the death of Cheng Sumikawa, the summer break arrived, and my blind roommate dragged me to the bar, saying that I would find someone new and that I would soon forget the past.

I met a man at a table and on a swimmers, and I was one of my seniors, Ho-Ann, and the eyes were full of flowers, but the eyes were so similar to the eyes.

He blocked me in the hallway outside the roof, laughing, “Do you want to go out tonight?” I’m sorry.

In the first moment of my promise, I made a terrible memory of Cheng Yikawa.

When I was 15, my mother put a cigarette on my shoulder, threw an ashtray over my head, and I tried to get up and ran to his house.

“Chang Kawakawa. “I really don’t want to live. I want to see you last. I’m sorry.

In retrospect, it’s called for help.

I can see through everything, pull up my hair and show a blood wound.

He grabbed my wrist, pulled me in, fixed me up, and told me one word:

“Live alive can wait until everything is clear.” Starbucks, we’ll all live until tomorrow. I’m sorry.

I didn’t say anything to you.

He had a strange, sweet perfume that I pushed away.

Hu An, step back, head on the other side of the wall.

“How long have you been dead, and you’re going to give him a card shop for the rest of your life?” I’m sorry.

The light from the ceiling is lighted, and it shines.

And I looked at him as if I had passed through his light face and passed through time, and saw the journey of the fifteenth night.

“He’s dead. I bit my teeth and said, “But I have to live.” I’m sorry.

4

At 4:00 p.m., Sasakawa’s car is waiting downstairs.

He sent three messages in a row, and I put on makeup, and I looked, but I didn’t.

Sasakawa went upstairs impatiently.

When he pushed the door in, I looked in the mirror and put a cheap silver-plated ear on my ear.

Sasakawa fell down in front of a small dresser and looked at me in the mirror: “Don’t wear this.” I’m sorry.

“Doesn’t it look good?”

Instead of responding, he took a small box out of his pocket and opened it with a pair of shiny diamond ear nails.

It’s always a pen.

But the silver ear fell, when we were in high school, and Cheng Nagawa was with me when I hit a hole in my ear in a shop next to the school.

Instead of refusing, I turned my back and let Sasakawa crucify the diamonds with his ears.

The mirror reflects a beautiful face, like two people compared to my original clean face.

When I walked into that luxurious restaurant, the waiter led us to our seats and looked at me before I left: “Have you ever been here before?” I’m sorry.

Sasakawa looked me in the eye and looked away.

“I’ve never been to City A. You must be mistaken. I’m sorry.

When I got here, I asked Sasakawa, “Did he bring anyone here before?” I’m sorry.

He didn’t answer, he looked at me, and he put out his hand, and he put me in pieces, and he put me in his ear:

“If you don’t like makeup, don’t put so much on next time. I’m sorry.

“Segawa, answer me. You called before me, didn’t you? I’m sorry.

The atmosphere at the table was so tight that Sasakawa looked at me, and it was as if there were so many complex emotions that I could not read.

I didn’t wait for him to answer my question.

“Why didn’t you tell me? I’m sorry.

Looking away, the man standing at the table has a pale face, but the eyebrow is three points like Sasakawa.

Sasakawa stood up and looked at his lips: “How dare you show up before me? I’m sorry.

“What, I don’t even have the right to stay in A City if I don’t have the means to fight for my property? I’m sorry.

It’s a bit of an exaggerating look.

“Bing, I’m your half-brother. You’re not really going to kill me, are you? I’m sorry.

His voice was not small, and all the guests around the tables were looking at him.

Sasakawa suddenly laughed: “I can’t do anything but leave the account of the company under your command. I’ll send someone next week to check it out and be ready.” I’m sorry.

The face became ugly at once, and he looked at Sasakawa in a mean manner, holding her hand and walking away.

And when he saw it before his departure, he razed my face unwittingly, and stopped for a moment, and turned away without a single thing.

After a moment of silence, I started by saying, “Do you have a brother?” I’m sorry.

“Yes. I’m sorry.

I’m still holding a knife and asking:

“Is it because he’s agreed to the dealer’s marriage? I’m sorry.

The banker’s daughter is the fiancée of the Sasakawa legend.

“Mong Sing. I’m sorry.

Sasakawa wrinkled and looked at me like a warning.

I just didn’t see it, and I still smiled nice and harmless:

“When are you going to break up with me? Or are you going to leave me, even if you get married later, and be a dead man’s double? I’m sorry.

In my capacity, it was not for me to ask, but it was too familiar to see the flash of light in Sasakawa’s eyes.

I’m familiar with it, and I’m being dragged into the tumultuous pieces of memory of the past, and I can’t help but feel the heat of my heart.

Many years ago, when I heard that Auntie Cheng had disappeared, he also appeared to have such an eye.

Why didn’t you say goodbye?

Why pretend to be dead?

Why don’t you admit the past while you’re still in love?

I may have some hidden answers to these questions, but I still want to hear them from him.

Champagne slid down its throat, and gradually rose intoxicated, and I looked at Sasakawa and cried.

And suddenly he stood up, and came and held me up, and put me in a car, and then drove all the way to the outskirts of the country, near the cliff of the beach.

I’m wearing his coat, squeezing on my co-drives, squirming up my mind.

“Kawa. I murmur and say, “Will you kiss me?” I’m sorry.

The sound of a stabbing is the sound of a tire rubbing the ground.

Sasakawa stomped on the brakes, turned his head and looked at me in the light of the light.

A few seconds later, a burning kiss fell on my lips.

Long, warm fingers were inserted into the hair, and he pressed him behind my head, making the kiss a little more intrusive.

And that which is close to me, soft and hot, reminds me of a time when we were in the bushes of the small inn of the town of old, and Jianxikawa put me on the bench, and kissed me with a fierce kiss.

“Mong Sing, I’ve endured you for a long time. He said, “What do you want me to do with my calves? I’m sorry.

And We held him by the neck, and We laughed with a bright smile: “As you know, Qianjikawa.” I’m sorry.

Many years ago in the fall, I crawled out of the mud and threw myself all dirty into the river.

He did not push me away, nor did he produce an aversion.

So We did not hold before him, nor were We worthy, like a vine growing on his bones, warm and short, and fell down five years ago.

The alcohol messed up every inch of my mind, and when he came in, I was a little slow, but I didn’t push it, but I held Sakakawa even tighter.

The wind blows through the salty smell of the sea, and the twilight, like the moon that falls in the clouds.

I bit his back so hard I couldn’t let go.

Until Sasakawa had something to say, “Isn’t it dirty?” I’m sorry.

I blinked and murmured, “Was it dirty?” What do you have that I haven’t tasted? I’m sorry.

The air was silent for a moment.

Then my whole world turned upside down.

The sound was like a pyrotechnic group blowing up in a blind light, and I choked on his wrist and breathed a couple of breaths, and I screamed, “Li Qiangawa.” I’m sorry.

It took a long time for me to go to sleep, and the last moment of my awakening, as if he had responded very gently.

It’s like, but it’s my fault.

5

The next day I woke up in a strange bedroom.

The dizziness of the hangover has yet to recede, and I sit on my forehead and I see Sasakawa standing by the balcony.

When he heard the noise, he turned around and looked at me, and said, “Get out of where you live now. It’s too far to meet. I’m sorry.

I smiled, and I said, “This is what the General wants. I’m sorry.

Hide you?

And he looked at me, and he picked me with his eyes down, and he said, “Mong-Sung, this is a bright relationship that I never intended to hide from you. I’m sorry.

“Well, I can throw flowers at your wedding with Ms. Zhang if she wants. I’m sorry.

“Mong Sing. I’m sorry.

Sasakawa warned me.

I raised my hand to surrender and then jumped off the bed to wash.

Sasakawa went back to the company this afternoon to take care of some things and assigned me a driver to go with me and pack up.

I didn’t have anything to pack, but I moved to A City for six months, and I had a few boxes and I packed them all.

After the last move, I took the driver and was heading back.

“Miss Meng.” I’m sorry.

And We looked at him in peace, until his haughty and determined smile faded away, and became a matter of thought.

He said, “It seems Miss Meng guessed what I came for today. I’m sorry.

“I know, but my relationship with Sasakawa is not as helpful as you think. I’m sorry.

When I turned around and walked, I was walking, and there was a big opening behind me, and it was like a needle in the ear, and there was a hole in my brain.

He said, “Sasakawa? Perhaps Ms. Meng would be more appropriate to call him Cheng Yikawa. I’m sorry.

I’m standing there, a moment later, turning back.

He’s standing two steps away, looking at my eyes full of disgusting certainty.

“I don’t know much about Ms. Meng and Ms. Yoshikawa, but I’ve heard a little about them. Sometimes fate is magical, as it is the son of the culprit who can appear with the victim as the Savior. I’m sorry.

After he got in the car, he handed over a stack of documents.

“Mong Sing, the criminal who raped your mother and forced her to give birth to you during her pregnancy, is the uncle who is not related by blood. I’m sorry.

I squeezed that stack of documents and turned over a page.

The blood on his face faded a little, and the sound of superbness was on my side, but it seemed far away.

“Don’t you ever wonder how Cheng Yaikawa lived alone with his mother for over a decade? How could you say hello to your daughter? I’m sorry.

“To tell you the truth, it’s not like he wanted to get involved with you after five years ago. I’m sorry.

I pulled down the lip angle: “The stain?” I’m sorry.

“Isn’t it? What is he, and what is he? I’m sorry.

Shang Moo’s chin, “It was an accident to meet again five years later. He didn’t expect you to come to A City. Now you’re going to be a lover, but you’re the first one to kick her out when her marriage is scheduled. I’m sorry.

“The worst of his past is for you to see. You don’t really think you’re gonna have a future, do you? I’m sorry.

I never answered the call, and the document is clear as to the history of Cheng Yikawa and his mother.

Cheng Kawakawa, mother Cheng Sukzuki.

And my father, who’s in prison and who’s blood, is the son he adopted.

After he was sentenced to the second year of imprisonment for rape, Cheng Suk-moon moved to the city of N.

According to the data, Cheng Suk-moon goes to prison on the outskirts of N every month.

It’s natural to visit who.

The edge of the page is wrinkled by my hard fingers, and I do my best to keep myself calm, but the memories of the past come up like the sea and swallow me almost instantaneously.

When I thought about the past, when my mother once again drew me on a stairwell full of blood, I ran out of my house and went looking for Jianxikawa.

He held me carefully and listened to my courage to tell him about my shameful life.

So he knew.

And what was the mood when he listened to me when I was so desperate that I could tell myself like a soul?

A mockery? Or pity?

In that dark age, I played the role-playing game with Cheng Yikawa.

The comic books and the TV shows that I read became the source of the script, and I pretended that my life was a straight path, that my birth was blessed; he also pretended that Auntie Cheng was not missing, that the family was happy and that my parents loved each other.

Then we started to fall in love, and the game was more frequent and bolder.

I’ll be submissive in a special dress, tied to a window, and let me start his chin and laugh.

“You’ve got a lot of nerve. I’m sorry.

I looked down and looked at him, and I kissed him. I’m sorry.

“…see you. As long as you want. I’m sorry.

But it’s all false.

With my shivering hand, I took a cigarette out of my pocket and took a deep sip.

He sat next to me and looked at me.

I looked at the smoke that was rising between my fingers, and I pressed down my heart, and I looked at it, and said, “Well, how do you want to cooperate?” I’m sorry.

Six.

Soon after I got home, Sasakawa arrived.

He came over, he put his face in my ear, and he frowned, “Smoking? I’m sorry.

“Only two. I’m sorry.

“Stop.”

Sasakawa stopped. I thought he was going to say “I don’t like” or something.

But in the end, the warm fingertips were just a little bit of a twist in my ear: “It’s bad for you, Meng. I’m sorry.

“… oh. I’m sorry.

I was silent, responding, and then I just ripped off his hand and kissed him.

My temper wasn’t too good before.

My mother was bad to me, but Kawakawa was so good to me that later I was even a little proud — of course, just in front of him.

So when I learned everything, I thought I was going to run out of control and ask Sasakawa, or, as I was angry before, I threw a slap at him and he grabbed his wrist and pulled it into my arms.

But I’m actually calm.

It’s been almost five years since I’ve had the sharp edges of my sex.

Moreover, the moment that Sasakawa pushed the door into the door, the light of the door came down, and it passed over his well-defined face, showing some sort of coldness and alienation.

Cheng Kawakawa will never do that, at least in front of me.

I didn’t say anything in the end that Sasakawa was accepted with silence and calm.

Since I moved here, he has also been living here on a regular basis, as if at the beginning I had returned to the outskirts of the city with him, but instead it had become a fiction.

And the second week I went to the company, I followed the department’s request to the marketing department.

There’s a bar outside, and I’m not too good at it, so I get drunk all the time.

And when he stood at the lock of the gate, suddenly he was pulled by a hand.

And then, after that, he fell into a warm embrace.

“How many times? Sasakawa’s voice suppresses anger, “Mong Sing, what are you doing drinking home like this every day? I’m sorry.

“Sorry, boss, work needs. I’m sorry.

I kicked my heels, and I was lazy.

“When does the interview take place with a drink?” I’m sorry.

He pulled my shoulder and forced me to turn around and look at him.

I blinked: “The company’s market is short, so I was sent to replace it for a while. You’re angry because I haven’t been drinking with you? I’m sorry.

And he pushed me away, and I turned back two steps, and sat on a soft couch.

Sasakawa looked down at me and his voice was cold: “What do you think of yourself? I’m sorry.

“Well, be a lover with you, aren’t you? I’m sorry.

I looked up at him and looked at him and said, “Is this a time of too much harmony to remember how we started? I’m sorry.

In the clear eyes of Sasakawa, the anger faded.

Then he looked at me cold, turned around, and fell without mercy from the door.

I laughed at myself and lay on the couch.

The light from the living room ceiling shines in my eyes, like a swimming fish, with a splattering light.

I can’t help but think of the past.

In my fresh year of freshman year, I went to a student dinner and got drunk.

The boys next to me were entangled to take me back to my bedroom, and as soon as they looked up, they saw the Quan Kawakawa standing at the door.

He came forward with a cold look and waited for the boy to leave, and then looked at me in the face.

“Drink”?

“Well… can’t walk anymore. I’m sorry.

Cheng Sumikawa did not speak, and he came down and let me climb up his back, hugged his neck and carried me all the way down to the dorm.

And We lay on his back a little thin, and the temperature passed through thin garments to the chest, with the sound of the heartbeat.

“It seems I’m really not good at drinking.” I’m sorry.

“No, don’t drink anymore, it’s easy. I’m sorry.

“What are you afraid of? I’m sorry.

“I’m afraid I’m not always gonna make it — anyway, don’t drink when I’m not around. I’m sorry.

He pushed me up, and in the middle of it, my subconscious got him even tighter:

“I’ll have to drink when I’m working.” I’m sorry.

“That… quit, change. I’m sorry.

“Can’t find the next one? I’m sorry.

“I’ll take care of you. I’m sorry.

“No!” I was lying behind him, with Shuting’s oak tree, “I’m not going to be a helper, I’m going to share with you cold tides, thunderstorms, thunderbolts, mists…

I was drunk and I couldn’t carry a poem. I slept in my dorm.

When I woke up, people were already in the dorm bed.

I didn’t know how to hide from Auntie Cheng and send me back.

But I haven’t had another drink since then until he died.

7

Seon-chon’s leaving this time seems angry and hasn’t been here for days.

I didn’t meet him, but he came to me once to remind me of our cooperation.

“I know. “I held my phone tight and looked at the bouquet on the table, and I said, “Shinkawa hasn’t contacted me in two days. Should I check your company’s account? I’m sorry.

“Huh…”

“So what? That company, anyway, was my father’s last name for me. Can he take it by force? I’m sorry.

I laughed, “Why not?” I do not know the means of Sasakawa today, do you not understand? I’m sorry.

“…and now that we’ve talked about working together, we’ll be on a rope. I’m sorry.

“Mong Sing, don’t forget we’re doing the same thing. Don’t screw it up. I’m sorry.

I didn’t answer. I hung up.

Because the head of the market department has called me on the other side.

“There’s a bar tonight, a very important client. Meng, I’m very impressed with your ability to work. I’m sorry.

I smiled and said, “Okay. I’m sorry.

Probably because it’s a big customer, the company has set the location of the bar at a famous five-star hotel in A.

After three rounds of wine, the opposite side was called Seo General Middle-aged Man, who took the opportunity to touch the cup and held my hand.

“Miss Meng will drink with me again and talk about cooperation. I’m sorry.

He used his work to make a fool out of me, and I ran out of a glass of wine and ran into the hallway in the name of going to the bathroom.

My cheeks and ears are already burning and walking to the bathroom with a wall and hitting a man in the corner.

Look at it, it’s Sasakawa.

He held me around, and his lips called me, “Mong Sing.” I’m sorry.

The speed of speech is very slow, and there’s already obvious anger in the sound.

“What a coincidence, General. I’m sorry.

I swinged at him, “But I’m still working. I gotta go. I’m sorry.

And I will pass over him, and for a moment I was wrong, and Sasakawa pulled my shoulder back.

I was in his arms when I returned to God.

“Your work is over now. I’m sorry.

Not really.

I knew Sasakawa was coming here today to talk business, and that he would stop me the first time he saw me.

The memory of the past together constitutes me and him today, and he does not want me to continue this job, and it is best and most convenient to put me in his own company.

“Mr. Sing fired me for our company? I’m sorry.

“No, I fired the company for you. I’m sorry.

Sasakawa looked down at me, as if the bright light in his eyes would pierce me.

“No big deal working here, but don’t drink, Meng. I’m sorry.

I was dizzled by the lights, and I looked up in my eyes: “So, why don’t you let me screw up?” I’m sorry.

“Of course I do. I’m sorry.

I don’t know what was in that moment.

There were countless images of the past that came up, swallowed me up, scattered like the tide, and left only that night, when I was drunk, and he walked back behind my back to the dormitory.

It’s like it’s far away and it’s like it just happened yesterday.

Sasakawa hugged me, walked into the elevator, went all the way to the upstairs room.

He put me on the bed, turned around and closed the door.

By the time I got back, I’d tumbled the eye pen out of the bag and slipped it on his tail.

Sasakawa’s move was to stay where he was.

“What are you doing?” I’m sorry.

I looked at him, “There should be a mole here.” Cheng Yikawa, where’s your mole? Why light it? I’m sorry.

“You’re drunk, I’m Sasakawa. I’m sorry.

“Don’t you hate the Shing family? Didn’t you say she almost killed Auntie Cheng? That’s how important it is for you to let go of Auntie Cheng’s disappearance? I’m sorry.

I smiled and raised my hand over his eyes:

“Not happy? Why didn’t I ever see you being such a hard-on and a hard-on? I’m sorry.

Sasakawa didn’t talk, just grabbed my wrist and dragged me to the bathroom.

I fell down by the tub, and the next second, the cold water came down.

I looked up at Sasakawa and looked at what he had seen:

“Don’t go crazy, Meng. I’m sorry.

“…instant. I smiled with my make-up face, and I said, “Yeah, how come you’re Jianxikawa and he won’t let me get cold because he’s worried I’m sick. I’m sorry.

“Yeah, I can’t be him, so you better wake up. I’m sorry.

Sasakawa took a deep look at me, then turned on the hot water switch and wanted to go, “Take a bath yourself.” I’m sorry.

But he didn’t make it.

Because I had my hand on his back, and I pulled him back.

In the tumbled water, the wet shirt clearly sews a pretty muscle line.

And We whistled at him, “Come together, general.” I’m sorry.

He looked at me in the steaming fog, and his eyes were blinded: “Mong-Sung, you’ve got a lot of guts. I’m sorry.

I can’t help but think of that confused, sky-verted evening.

The journeys bound by the ropes, and the primitive human feelings that were finally released.

I grabbed his chin and whispered, “Call again.” I’m sorry.

“Mong Sing, you…”

“Don’t call me by my name next time. I leaned forward and kissed him, “I can’t help it. I’m sorry.

8

Sasakawa probably said hello and did nothing to get out of it.

I got into Sasakawa’s company.

After I finished the entry procedure, I made a call to hide in the stairwell to send Shang’s message:

“I’ve joined the group, Sasakawa said I’ll be assigned a job this afternoon. I’m sorry.

“At the end of the week, K-City’s first offer was sent to me. I’m sorry.

“At this early start of the operation, don’t worry about Sasakawa’s suspicions? I’m sorry.

“There’s no time. If he’s on the agenda for his marriage, even if we want to destroy him, the dealer will protect him. I’m sorry.

I’m a little murky.

So that’s why he took great risks and asked me to cooperate.

After the conversation ended, I exited the page and re-introduced another dialogue box.

The past chats were blank, with only one single, new message: “All is well.” I’m sorry.

I looked at it for a while and then I deleted it in silence.

As soon as he got out of the stairwell, he arrived at the door of his office, and his secretary came up in a hurry: “Mong Sing, Sing is looking for you. I’m sorry.

I don’t know if Seonkawa believes me too much, but the first task he’s assigned to me when he’s in office is to go to K-City and talk about the project.

“There are some key points in the forward programme that need to be examined and confirmed by us personally. I’m sorry.

Sasakawa handed me the file bag in his hand, “This is the file, look first, there’s something I don’t understand. I’m sorry.

I picked up the file bag and looked at him, and I looked at him, and I said, “Do you always trust me because of the past decade or so? I’m sorry.

Quiet for a long time.

He took a deep look at me, took his eyes back, his voice was cold.

“Don’t try me, Meng. It won’t work. I’m sorry.

I know.

I know it doesn’t work, but I always think, try again.

It took me almost two days to get an initial reading of the file, and I got on a plane with Sasakawa to K-City.

When he arrived, he found out that the Secretary had reserved only one room.

When I came in, I locked the door, and I put in a card, and I laughed:

“There’s a room for two people when they’re on business. I’m sorry.

He untied his tie, threw it on the sofa, unbuttoned the first button of his shirt and came to kiss me.

Two people fell down in bed on their tumultuous steps.

It was only for a long time that Sasakawa was slow to say, “No, it was for the sake of a busy day.” I’m sorry.

By the day of the competition, I followed Sasakawa, and I saw a great man at the scene.

Sasakawa looks so big and so cold, “We haven’t learned yet.” I’m sorry.

“What, Big Brother is following this project, and people don’t even have the right to bid?” “The plan and the offer are the same. I’m sorry.

However, as a result of the final bid, Sasakawa took the project with a price above 0.5 points.

Tens of millions of projects have not changed his face, calming as a windless lake.

In fact, I haven’t seen Sasakawa since we met.

Except…

“Let’s go. I’m sorry.

Sasakawa’s voice broke my memory.

After he stood up, he remained seated in his original position, and his eyes were upon me and he was shocked and angry, as if he could not believe.

I walked out of Sasakawa in peace without seeing it.

The elevator went in peace, and a moment later Sasakawa suddenly said, “Senior seems confident in taking this project down.” I’m sorry.

“Yeah. I laughed, “Maybe because of the offer I gave him.” I’m sorry.

Ding, the elevator is just on the floor where we live.

As soon as I entered the door, I was in the wrong position, and Sasakawa carried my wrists and put me against the wall, with his knees firmly separated.

I thought he’d kiss me.

But no.

In the dark light, the dust dances, and he approaches me in inch by inch, and his eyes are sharp: “Mong Sing, what do you want?” I’m sorry.

I look back and I don’t want to lose sight of him:

“Perhaps… before the marriage of Ms. Sheng and Ms. Zhang, to make more money for yourself? At least the rest of the life is guaranteed. I’m sorry.

Sasakawa laughed, and suddenly he got out and threw me a check.

“If you want money, fill it out yourself. What do you want? Do you know how dangerous he is? I’m sorry.

Speaking of the last sentence, his voice was filled with low anger, as if it had been squeezed from the bottom of his throat.

“I don’t feel dangerous, but it’s interesting. I’m sorry.

And I climbed his skirt, and my fingertips covered his collarbone.

“How interesting is it to give hope and break it with your own hands, right, Sasakawa? I’m sorry.

Sasakawa’s throat moved up and down, and he said, “You hate me. I’m sorry.

Absolutely.

I didn’t answer immediately.

There were too many things to say, to ask, to shout at him hysteria, and that anger and frustration were wiping the line from my heart to my fingertips.

For a long time, I spit only one word: Yes. I’m sorry.

“Then keep hating. I’m sorry.

Sasakawa stood up, wrinkled on his shirt and looked at me in a proud gesture:

“You can stay with me as your dead boyfriend. Or be an inside man, whatever. You don’t have to tell me if you want to leave. I’m sorry.

After that, he turned around and ran away and seemed like he didn’t want to be in my room anymore.

I picked up the blank check that was floating on the ground and looked at it for a while, until the sound of the door was closed.

It’s not very loud, but it shakes my finger.

9

Back in A, I worked silently for some time in the Queens.

Shengchuan didn’t charge me with disclosing my false offer to Sheng Tai.

Even because I went with him to negotiate the contract, on Monday morning, he announced in front of everyone:

I’ll be one of the leaders in the first phase of the K-City project.

I have just been in the company for less than a month, and the others in the company have been looking at me with sharp eyes and contempt.

Several shareholders of the board of directors of the Queens also strongly disagreed.

The most highly qualified board member found Sasakawa’s office after the meeting:

“Segawa, all men, I know what you’re thinking. How can a woman like that be responsible for such an important project? I’m sorry.

“It’s no problem for Uncle Fong. Sasakawa’s lips are covered with a radiance, “It’s me who is now in power in the Queen’s Land, and you’re still safe. I’m sorry.

“You can’t talk to your elders like that! The director is angry, “It’s out there without a tutor, don’t forget how you got your name as an executive. I’m sorry.

He didn’t finish his speech. The look changed to panic.

As Sasakawa rises up, stretches out his hand and grabs his skirt, there comes a kind of sharp chill in his eyes.

The muscles of the small arm, by force, present a much more fluid and beautiful line, cut in the prominent wristbone and then up, a tight, well-articulated, mutilated hand.

The Fong board member is cold and sweaty, and Sasakawa smiles slowly:

“I’m too old to say anything. I’m sorry.

“Segawa–No, General, you let me go. I’m sorry.

After he almost ran away, I pushed out the side of the door, laughing at Sasakawa:

“I didn’t think I had the potential to do that. I’m sorry.

He ignored my laugh and waved for me to come and to tell me what needed attention on the project.

Turn around and I’ll find it, and I’ll pass it on.

And he wouldn’t believe it.

“The offer you gave me last time was wrong, Meng Sing. You’re going to give up your feud and get mixed up with Cheng Yikawa? I’m sorry.

“How?”

I took a sip of coffee in front of me and smiled.

“I admit that I did it on purpose to turn myself in to Sasakawa. I’m sorry.

“You! I’m sorry.

I said before he said:

“Sasakawa wouldn’t let me get to the core so quickly. Since time is short, of course, it is a matter of war risk, at least now that Sasakawa has not only made me one of the project leaders, but I am surprised to learn another. I’m sorry.

“What is it?”

And I looked at it, and I looked at it, and I looked at it, and I looked at it, and I looked at it, and I said, “How did Sasakawa take from you a year ago the company that was a great family?” Is there something else? I’m sorry.

The pompous look on the face still lingers, while the pompous moods in the eyes remain silent and seem to be trying to think.

I thought of what Sasakawa said that day.

He said, “Do you know how dangerous this man is?”

It is only now that I understand that Sasakawa didn’t mean to scare me.

I’m afraid it’s just to let me down.

The cooperation he was talking about in the car that day, he took back from Sasakawa his company, and I’ll get a lot of money and look at my enemy, Sasakawa, for his loss.

Looks like a fair deal.

But what’s wrong?

The ghost made a terrible mistake, and I remember the scar behind Sasakawa from the butterfly bone to the waist.

There have been countless repetitions between me and him of what was to be done and what was not to be done, and I have pervaded almost every inch of Sasakawa’s bones, but I have never been able to ask the story of the scar.

Is that a masterpiece?

I was thinking, and I sat down again, and I breathed, and I said, “A year ago, Sasakawa and my father suddenly died. I’m sorry.

“I was his heir before his death. But when he left, it was clear from his will that all the shares and decision-making power of the Qin Group had been left to Sasakawa, and that I had only a small company under the banner of the world, and that Sasakawa had to be held hostage on the books. I’m sorry.

I soon understood what he meant: “Do you doubt that Sasakawa has altered his will?” I’m sorry.

“More than that, I suspect my father’s death was related to him. I’m sorry.

A twilight flashing in the eye, “with an uncle like that, even if he has no blood ties, he can’t be surprised to do it with his ears.” I’m sorry.

He reminded me again, inadvertently.

My destiny, my tragic life, my childhood in the mud and ashes are all connected to Sasakawa.

“When I was a kid, I used to live at home, and I had many contacts with Cheng Suk-moon, and she was really good to me, and I didn’t know it was that way. I’m sorry.

I was silent for a long time, and I said, “But, when I was 16 years old, Cheng Sukzuki suddenly disappeared. I’m sorry.

It’s a big deal.

I looked him in the eye: “We called the police and the police said the last place she was shot was City A, but then she went back in the car and never went back.” I’m sorry.

He said, without hesitation, “He lied to you. I’m sorry.

“Cheung-sook hasn’t died. He’s just been hidden by Cheng-sook. He also changed his last name, which, after all, was the only way for him to get rid of his rapist uncle. I’m sorry.

“Mong Sing, we cannot spare him. I’m sorry.

Before he left, he left a last line: “You find a way to find evidence from Sasakawa that he altered his will or killed him. I’m sorry.

“When you find it?”

He stung his eyes and his cold face flashed:

“When I find it, I’ll find a way to break his name, and there’ll be no turning back. I’m sorry.

10

After Shinyo left, I sat in my seat for a while, returned a few messages and got up and left.

When I walked to the door, it became clear that it was raining and it was slightly dark.

I took out my phone and called Sasakawa.

It’s not until a lot of noises are heard. I’m sorry.

“Segawa, where are you? I have something to ask you. I’m sorry.

There was a quiet moment on the other side of the phone, as if there was a wind squealing at the sound of the rain, followed by an inexplicable tone of Sasakawa, as if there was some kind of gushing under the calm sea: “I was in the dress shop.” I’m sorry.

I’m standing there.

I almost forgot, he was engaged to the Bullseye.

Even though the engagement is not yet within reach, both sides are already undeclared.

I tried to keep my voice calm: “Is it?” I want to go over there. I’m sorry.

“Don’t come, it’s not convenient. I’m sorry.

I was swallowed up by a gushing under the sea.

At that point, the car stopped in front of the red light at the intersection of the city centre, with the light on the street and the light of the thin rain.

And the radiance covered me, and I saw Sasakawa standing in the bright mall, in front of the window of the ring.

He was surrounded by two women, one eyebrow, who was the sole son of the dealer.

The other one I don’t know, but he was close to her, probably with her to pick out the ring and the wedding dress.

The two men met their heads and bowed and picked out the ring in front of the counter.

Sasakawa leans around, looking unwittingly down, but at some point, from the glass, from the light and from the rain screen, I am.

Not close enough, I’m not sure he saw me.

The driver asked me, “Will you come down here?” I’m sorry.

“No need. I take my eyes back, “Go ahead. I’m sorry.

The car stopped in front of a bar.

I went in there and found out it was an old song.

The third drink was brought up, the light went dark, and the song cut to the next one, Summer Night Wind.

“The wind of summer night has you, the love I’m still waiting for. I’m sorry.

Singing lazy and gentle sounds.

In high school, the song was also missed by the school radio station.

At that time, we just heard that Auntie Cheng is missing, and I went to school side by side with Cheng Yaekawa.

The twigs were so fast and so tall, and the tails of the twigs passed by him, as if there were traces from the wind.

“Kawa. I’m sorry.

And We cried a little, and suddenly he stopped and turned his head towards my shoulder.

The next second, a warm tear fell on my little arm.

That was the only time I ever saw him cry.

We listened for a long time until the light was dark and a familiar figure stood before us.

Look up, it’s Sasakawa.

The light was rekindled, and the mood in his eyes was like a fog, but much softer than the hard-line condensed.

I lamented him, “Here I am. I’m sorry.

“Yes. I’m sorry.

“The wedding dress and the ring, are you ready? I’m sorry.

“…Yes.”

He sat across from me, and took the cup before me, and drank it out, and reached out to me, “Go home.” I’m sorry.

I wasn’t moving, and I looked at him with my eyes shut: “I can’t walk.” I’m sorry.

His eyes were a little too much, and he seemed to be condoning, turning his back and crouching in front of me.

“Come on up. Sasakawa says:

His back was already a few points thicker than the thinness of his youth seven years ago, and only his body temperature was as hot as ever.

I got up, held around his neck, touched his throat, moved my mind, and my fingertips slipped two times.

Then his hand strangling to my knees shuddered, and then he tightened it even harder.

Sasakawa calls me “Mong Sing”. I’m sorry.

“Sorry. “I’m drunk. I’m sorry.

“Then be tight. I’m sorry.

When we left, the rain had stopped and there was only one layer of wet water in the air.

In the bar behind you, the voice of Wyoming has become blurred.

“Kawa. I’m sorry.

I’m dumb and I’m whispering.

After a while, Sasakawa responded softly: “Here. I’m sorry.

“Just pick up the ring and the wedding dress with your fiancée and come to the bar and pick up the lover. Will you be caught on film? I’m sorry.

“Then I have to abandon the guard.” I’m sorry.

“What a heartless general. I’m sorry.

I’m sorry, “Well, I’ve slept so many times, so easily I’ve given up?” I’m sorry.

Far away, he pulled the door and carefully put me in, so he answered with a low voice.

“…maybe by then you’ll give up on me. I’m sorry.

Eleven.

I didn’t think I’d meet that fast.

When I met him at the coffee shop and saw the new information from him, I turned my head and hit the rainbow and the strange woman who picked the ring with her that day.

She looked at me and looked at me, and suddenly her eyes fell at the door of a distant door: “That’s… the greatness.” I’m sorry.

I didn’t say anything.

“I think you should know who I am.” I’m sorry.

I nod my head and I looked at her in peace and waited for the next line.

But she did not say anything, but she tightened the arms of those around her, and the empty hand waved at me: I will go first. We’ll see you soon. I’m sorry.

I thought it was just a gesture.

However, on the second week, when the company announced that the restructuring would involve new leaders from the cooperating group, I understood why Joo-hong said so.

In a while, the company looked at me with strange eyes.

It is true that, in their eyes, I was able to take advantage of the obscurity with Sasakawa.

And now that the Lord is here, I should have quit.

After work, I used to wait in the car for Sasakawa, and he pulled the door in, and he came in with a light perfume.

I held the wheel and took the corner of my lips. I’m sorry.

“I know. I’m sorry.

He’s wearing his forehead, and he looks tired, “She’ll be working with you on the docking. I’m sorry.

I looked at him with surprise. I couldn’t help it.

“You’re really not afraid of the dealer’s anger. I’m sorry.

“I’ll let you leave the project and leave it to the rest of the rainbow.” I’m sorry.

That phrase is half-truth, and it makes me wonder whether it is a joke or not.

But it didn’t take long because the data were not checked and the project was delayed, and Sasakawa criticized me at the morning meeting.

After all, she had no previous experience working in the industry and omissions were inevitable. I’m sorry.

He’s got a pen in his hands, and he’s quiet.

“In that case, then the main project manager will be Zhuong Zhong, and Meng Qing will be an assistant. I’m sorry.

It is clear that everyone can see that he kicked me out of the project in his proper name.

On my way back from work, I had nothing to say to Sasakawa.

Stop the car, I’m going to put out the fire, and he’s going to untie his seatbelt and come up on the edge of the seat, and take a look at me in the light of the car: “Are you angry?” I’m sorry.

“How dare you. I smiled, “Did I tell you about the day I met Shing? I’m sorry.

Sasakawa laughed: “Do I need her to tell me about this?” I’m sorry.

And he paused, and his voice was in his ear, low: Thus thou hatedst me. I’m sorry.

The eyes intersected in the beam, and at one moment I looked into his eyes as if there were countless potentially deep negative emotions.

It was as if he had been dragged back to high school, under the twilight willow tree, as though he had been filled with grief and anger.

But then we were all too weak, and our natural fate was enough to torment us into exile.

So unexpected that it could destroy everything, including the uncompromising and simply warm heart of youth.

I close my eyes, swallow back my tears and kiss him.

“I don’t hate you. I love you, Cheng Yikawa. I’m sorry.

Finally.

I have not been consumed by the ages, but I have hidden and warm hearts.

He grabbed my arm hard and he got hot, and then the door opened and the cold night came in, and he took me and walked home.

The light in the bathroom was bright, the fog was rising, the mirror was blurry, and my fingers were so tight.

It’s the closest, hottest, most unobstinate entanglement of the human being, the ecstasy of the ecstasy.

But my heart is calm.

It’s as if that confession has exhausted all courage and passion.

And the fingertips fell on that scar, and We breathed in a hurry, and asked, “How did this come?” I’m sorry.

“A year ago, he was kidnapped once. I’m sorry.

He whispered that it was not him who had walked through the dead.

“It’s a big deal? I’m sorry.

Sasakawa didn’t answer me, and he stood up, he blew out a cigarette, he lit a cigarette, he sucked a sip, and he came up and kissed me with a mean kiss.

And I was choked, and my tears came forth, and I stole smoke from him, and I followed him with a sip.

And in the white smoke I heard the sound of Sasakawa’s calmness: “Give up, Meng. I’m sorry.

“Don’t. I’m sorry.

And We rejected him with a decisive rejection, and ate the smoke and swayed it, and wiped away the fog from the mirror with our hands, and it reflected me as I was now, radiant ink and radiant, and with a few winds on my lips and red after the rain.

It does look like a fox’s face.

I looked at it for a moment, suffocated it, lying next to Sasakawa.

12

On weekends, I found an opportunity to meet Shing.

Out of care, he took me to his current residence, a single villa on the outskirts of the city.

“Segawa grabbed me in the wrong place, took me to the morning meeting and kicked me out of the project. I’m sorry.

And I looked across the street and said, “Now the head of the project is Joo-won, and I’m her assistant. And I’ve seen you before, so she’s got me on guard. I don’t have any details. I’m sorry.

It doesn’t look so good.

“The company that I have in my hands, he’s got the wrong idea. I think it’s because of the close marriage to the heart and the support of the dealer, and he doesn’t want to hide his ambitions and try to kick me out of A. I’m sorry.

“What’s next?”

And for a moment, the sight fell upon me: “Leave on you.” Didn’t you find any clues that he had tampered with his will? I’m sorry.

“Segawa’s study has almost turned me around, and nothing has been found except some irrelevant company information. He’s too careful and he’s been defending me. I’m sorry.

It took me a long time to think about the cup in my hand and look at me like, “If so…”

I suddenly said, “Do you know who the lawyer is? I’m sorry.

“What? “He’s a bitch.

“The lawyer who helped Seonkawa alter his will must have known. Find the lawyer and see if you can get it from him. I’m sorry.

Their faces changed several times, and then they rose up and ran away.

Two steps and look back at me.

“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.

“It’s nothing, I’ll make a phone call, you sit here.” I’m sorry.

He did not go very long, and returned in about 10 minutes, looking through the drawing room and discovering that there had been no change before his eyes had broken.

“I’ll think about it. “I’ll walk you out.” I’m sorry.

I nod my head, followed him through the living room, into the yard.

There’s a small private pool in the courtyard, with blue bricks laid, water waves, and it looks fresh, with a few steps by the pool, and a bouquet of roses, most of which are dead.

I paused a little bit, and I looked through my eyes, and I laughed:

“That’s what my mom used to like, and then she moved out, and no one looked after the flowers. I’m sorry.

It seems strange to say this in a sudden manner.

I don’t care to take my eyes back: “But, unfortunately, it used to be very good. Let’s go. I’m sorry.

In the following days, Sasakawa’s methods of exertion of pressure against Shinyo and his company have gone undisguised.

He was forced to do nothing but take my advice and find a way to make the lawyer exist.

On weekends, in the midst of heavy rains, a lawyer named Tani visited the house and entered the library with Segawa.

Reference was made to issues relating to family inheritance and to the redistribution of the share of real estate today.

I know this is the way to force a lawyer.

I made two cups of tea in the dining room and knocked on the door to the study, but the conversation was over and the lawyer took a sip of the tea cup and left.

Sasakawa was sitting in his chair, and whispered, softly, “Mong Sing.” I’m sorry.

I looked back at him.

There was a storm that struck the glass window with no mercy and left only a silhouette, as if far away, because of soundproofness.

Remembering that year when I was dragged back to my second year, it was such a dreary rain that I met on the subway a man who had touched a strange girl and took him to the police room at the subway station together with Cheng Sakakawa.

However, the police officers who receive us are acquaintances who have seen each other.

Civilian Police Officer, Liu Jin-Yong, responsible for the disappearance of Auntie Cheng.

He also recognized me and Zhang Yamana, who were standing in the spot, and saw a few wonders and sorrows.

Then, before we left, he came and whispered a secret.

Nor is it much more complicated, but since then a crack has been drawn in the trajectory of our destinies.

I was reminded by a sudden chorus that Sasakawa put the record in the record machine and turned to me with a hand.

“Do you want to dance? “It’s almost over. I’m sorry.

13

After that night, Segawa moved in with me.

At the end of June, the first phase of the project, which was under the responsibility of the Bull’s Heart, was also suspended.

I have not received any further information since I withdrew from the position of the person in charge.

Well, it’s the best, probably the last one. He’s a bit tougher than I thought.

I was there every time the lawyer came.

Sasakawa didn’t shy away from it, and then even closed the library door, as if I couldn’t hear anything useful to tell him.

I found Sasakawa the night after his departure.

He grabbed my wrist, and I sat on his lap.

It’s summer, not so cool at night, and I’m wearing a hammock and a short skirt, and I’m flipping it right now, with two fine white legs almost completely out.

I saw a fire burning in Sasakawa’s eyes, but he opened his mouth, and his voice was sorely down at the bottom of the sea. I’m sorry.

“It’s nothing, it’s nothing but the fact that after the lawyer went to investigate, he found that there were not much real estate that fell in the name of Genghis and his mother, and that a part of it had been sold to keep the company running, leaving only a few flats on the floor in the centre of the city, and a house of vacations in the coastal mountains. I’m sorry.

I said, “Stand down his ears with my fingertips.”

Sasakawa hums, and his earlids are getting red, and his hands are tight between my waist.

And I withdrew my hand with satisfaction, reminding him, “What is the matter, general?” I’m sorry.

But he couldn’t control it. He grabbed my chin and kissed.

“You’ve got a lot of revenge. I’m sorry.

And I bit my teeth, and I didn’t laugh, “What kind of man am I? It’s not the first day that I know.” I’m sorry.

The tide faded, and he moved my sweaty hair like nothing happened, and he went on to talk about it:

“So the single house on the south-east suburbs of A is not really a very well-known industry. I’m sorry.

“It’s also strange that there’s only private swimming pools in that one-sided villa. It’s strange because his pool looks small and doesn’t fit into the building style of the villa. And the rose bush next to it.”

I’m talking here, and suddenly I’m quiet.

I can’t say anything about the eyes of Sasakawa.

In his light brown pupils, he floats out of cold silk and turns into pieces of ice and blades, as if he could pierce all the fog.

“It’s almost over. I’m sorry.

He said it again, and then he came over, gently and solemnly held me.

It’s like we’re all lost and we can fill it with this hug.

Sasakawa’s footsteps were so intense that he finally caught up in a big mistake, robbed the project and kicked him out of his family’s company, along with a few industries falling in his name.

“Did you find any clues about Sasakawa changing his will?” I’m sorry.

“If he did change this, the source document would have been completely destroyed, how could there be evidence left behind and found? I’m sorry.

After I said it, I paused for a moment, and I spoke before I was so angry, “But I did say something from Sasakawa. I’m sorry.

“What? I’m sorry.

“That night, he was drunk and your father seemed to love you more in his words, because you grew up with him as a child. I’m sorry.

“Of course, how does this wildling who came back half way match me?” I’m sorry.

I didn’t take his word for it.

“And he also said that if he had not used some unconventional means, perhaps he would really have given up the huge industry. I’m sorry.

At the end of the phone, there was a great breath.

He asked me, “Did you record it? I’m sorry.

“Hmm. I’m sorry.

After a moment of silence, he opened his mouth, and there was a bit of cruel speed in his voice:

“In the safe in the Sasakawa Library, there is a new document on the transfer of shares in the world. You figure out a way to get it and hand it over with the tape. I’m sorry.

“I’ll have Sasakawa return everything he’s got. I’m sorry.

14

Three days later, I went on a business trip in Sasakawa and Kao Guo Guang, and I got the file in his safe in his study, and I turned to Sing.

He asked me to meet, or the last house in the suburbs.

As soon as I got to the door, I couldn’t wait to get up:

“Give me something, while Sasakawa’s not in A City these days, we’ll set everything up, and when he gets back, it’ll be fun to see it all turn over. I’m sorry.

I looked at him and didn’t move.

“What do you mean by that?” I’m sorry.

“Nothing. I sat on the couch and looked at him, “Now that we have something, let’s go over the price. I’m sorry.

“You want to sit down and start the price?” I’m sorry.

Even so, his muscles were so tight that he relaxed.

I didn’t talk. Turn to the right.

A whole window can be seen with a clear view of the aging roses and the pool not far.

“It has been said that 10 years ago, this place was still a pretty desolate place, far from the city, and there was no commercial zone near it, and hundreds of metres east of it could see the mountains. I’m sorry.

And I said, “Well, the high iron station wasn’t completely fixed at the time, but the old bus station in the city was just around here. I’m sorry.

He’s staring at me, not talking.

“How many times have I come to know that this house was not in your name and that of your mother? And there’s that pool that looks out of place, and the roses next to it… It’s a villa. Why don’t you get someone to take care of it? I’m sorry.

Or are you afraid?

“What are you trying to say?” I’m sorry.

“It is clear that Cheng Suk-moon is missing, but the last time I mentioned her name, you said “she’s not dead.” I’m sorry.

I said, “Unless you know she’s dead. I’m sorry.

The atmosphere in front of you is like a chord that’s being pulled.

After a moment of silence, he said, “Looks like you’re trying to take advantage of this speculation and ask me more chips? I’m sorry.

“You can think like that. I’m sorry.

“But don’t you think the death of Cheng Suk-moon is a good thing for you? After all, she and you are enemies after all. I’m sorry.

I can’t do it. I can’t. I can’t.

“The money in here is two million more than the price we talked about. Is that enough? I’m sorry.

“Whether it’s enough or not, will you let me out of here alive? I’m sorry.

I didn’t pick up the card, but I laughed.

“Now that I’m out of my old company, I’m in the world, and Sasakawa is in the field because of the travelers. I’m alone in A City, and if I die here, no one will know. I’m sorry.

“When you get the tape and the documents, and you get the Queen’s hand, even if Sasakawa comes back on business, it won’t help. After all, if you’re in the Queen’s Land, you’ll find out where Sasakawa and I are going to tell you, and you’ll be able to help you calm down quickly after you take power. I’m sorry.

“As soon as Sasakawa has lost everything, he will be remarried to you with a mausoleum that has no deep feelings, and the dealer will not disagree. As for me, who cares if Meng Xing is dead or alive, apart from Sasakawa? I’m sorry.

He looked at me and laughed:

“Now that you’ve analyzed it, how dare you come to me with a recording and a file? I’m sorry.

“Because there are no recordings and no documents — and that’s not true. I’m sorry.

Speaking of which, I pour a taped pen out of an empty file bag.

It’s glowing, it’s recording.

“When did you find out? He’s staring at me, and he’s looking at me, and he’s looking at me like, “Do you think about it and tear my face apart? You know all his secrets, all his dark pasts, and so much between you –

He didn’t finish his speech, and suddenly he lost his voice.

Because I was looking at him with my head on my face, and I laughed with joy and forthright.

He is not a fool. He’s about to figure out what he’s going to do.

“Did you kill Cheng Moon?” I’m sorry.

And he did not answer, and even asked me, “When did you and Sasakawa collude?” I’m sorry.

“Complicity? That goes back to the age of seven.”

When I was out of sight, I was strangled and killed on the couch.

He took the fruit knife from the teacup, and was about to stab me, and a loud sound came from behind him.

The door to the villa was kicked out of the air, and I was standing at the door on a trip to the field.

And he was standing next to a couple of heavily armed policemen.

“Sinner!” I’m sorry.

The sound of Cheng Sakakawa is as sharp as a blade, and the fog breaks open and the sky shines.

Sunshine comes in brightly through glass windows, and the footsteps are getting closer, and my heart beats in my chest as if it never stopped.

The force of the hand that choked my neck grew stronger, and the first knife that I stabbed was averted with all my might, and the thin oxygen drilled into the nasal cavity, and it became more difficult to breathe.

I worked so hard to get my head back, and I saw roses out of the window, with only a few reds left.

It’s like an incandescent light plunging a cigarette on my shoulder, and 18-year-old Yoshikawa’s gruesome kiss.

Or, on the rainy night six years ago, when she heard about the disappearance of her sister-in-law at the subway station, he saw the light of fire.

Shots were fired, fruit knives landed, and the enormous force on the neck was loose.

Oxygen came in again, and I was breathing with my mouth open until Jianxikawa came to me and stood still, slowly kneeling down.

“Single. I’m sorry.

He screamed, and the sound was still born cold, and his eyes were red, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

I did not speak, but measured his face with an inch of eyes, with sharp eyebrows, high nostrils, and white lips because of stress.

The sight crossed his shoulder, behind him, and the police had cut his hands back and handcuffed him to the ground.

I gave him a little breath, quenched in his eyes, biting his shoulder with all my might.

His tongue soon tasted a bloodthirsty. It must have hurt, but he didn’t even hide, he just put me in his arms with his best efforts.

“The body should be buried under a rose bush or a pool… this time it should be found. I’m sorry.

I let go of my mouth, and I swallow the complex emotions and tears.

“and the taped pen, you gave it to the police, at least as part of the evidence. I’m sorry.

Cheng Yaegawa said yes, and then took my face and carefully dropped the next kiss.

And I trembled, but I turned away from him.

15

Sheng Chao was taken back to the police station, where 10 years of secrets were buried under the pool of the villa in the outskirts of the city, and finally saw the sun again.

My guess with Cheng Yaegawa was that Auntie Cheng’s bones were laid down by bricks from the pool.

Liu Jin-Yong, who met at the subway station six years ago, suggested with euphemism that Auntie Cheng’s disappearance was something else, just because someone was covering the sky in A City, so it wasn’t real.

Who’s the one in A City who’s covering the sky?

Cheng Sakakawa told me about his life, and when she went bankrupt, she was divorced and moved out of A City with Cheng Sakakawa, where she was replaced by Sheng Sheng and his mother.

“I haven’t thought of anything from the beginning of the family, but why would they do it to my mother? I’m sorry.

On the rainy night of my 20th year of age, I stood under the glass dome at the exit of the subway station.

The last train has been shut down, and there is no one left, only cold lights and heavy rain on the window.

I looked at the light for a moment, and I looked at it, and I looked at it.

“Kawa, play another game. I’m sorry.

And the rain which was pouring down on his eyes, so that it dazzled them, but it seemed as if there was an endless flame burning.

“This time, it may be three, five or even longer – but we always have a way to find out the truth, right? I’m sorry.

At first, the plan went smoothly.

Cheng Sumikawa came back to town A, pretended he didn’t know anything, went back to his family, started a long struggle.

Only, from the very beginning, he did not ask for a single cent of his family, but for the truth about her disappearance.

Everything’s fine.

I just underestimated my missed him.

From seven to twenty years old, in the long 13 years I’ve never been separated so long from Cheng Yakkawa.

Even because of the script that was agreed upon from the beginning, I and he each played separate roles and had to be in a hurry to communicate through the trumpet.

I knew he had a lot of work to do, and he knew that, at the first time he went back, he had already found someone to test me.

For example, the one who looks like Yoshinawa.

I was so well-played as a woman whose liver was broken because of the strange death of her boyfriend that they believed 100 percent that Cheng Yaokawa had left me for the family’s property and his future.

But more dangerous than we thought.

After discovering that the presence of Jianxikawa was sufficient to threaten him, he had planned the kidnapping that had led to the explosion a year earlier.

Cheng Kawakawa did not die there but left a permanent scar.

After that he contacted me on the anonymous trumpet: “Give up, Meng, and follow me alone.” I’m sorry.

I didn’t know anything then, but there was a clear thought in my head.

How could I give up on him?

Three or four years of thinking is already crushing me, and I couldn’t bear to sneak to A City, just for Christmas, to come out and eat.

I took my mask and my hat and followed them behind them until I came into the restaurant and came warm and had to remove my mask.

The waiter probably saw me the same time that I was in the back with my makeup and I went in.

I stood in front of the door, and I was growing a few green trees, and I saw Cheng Sakakawa with his head down, and I spoke with his heart.

His hair was probably not cut for some time, and it fell softly, without any effect on his eyebrow.

I don’t want to look at it anymore.

The first time I came to town A, I didn’t know where to go, I walked around in circles in the snow, and I walked into a crowded parking lot.

Then he reached out with a hand, and dragged me over one hand before I could see his face, and he fell down with a hurried and hard kiss.

And I refused to take it back, but he did not intend to strike back, but instead he carried it all the way up along the waistline, and finally he took me into his arms.

The winter of snow is cold to the extreme, and this hug, this kiss, is in the outer space of this room, and it is hard to pull out an atmosphere of confusion and heat.

“Chang Kawakawa. I’m sorry.

His hands shivered in my waist.

“It’s been a long time since anyone called me that. I’m sorry.

Cheng Yorkawa’s forehead came up, he breathed softly, “The Star, long time no see.” I’m sorry.

It’s the only one that made an exception and made the phrase on the trumpet a dead end, and I kept pushing the plan down until I moved the job to A, because the interview was, at last, the moment when I saw him.

The heavy desire was almost roaring, but after that moment of impulse, I took a hard look at him in the light of the sun, and I realized that there was something new.

Maybe to make it more real. He lit the mole at the end of his eye.

We haven’t seen each other in five years, except for Christmas Eve.

And every contact that follows, every word of hate, I can’t really tell between truth and falsehood, as if there was an empty fog in my heart, and I couldn’t make it happen.

Now everyone calls him Sasakawa.

Knowing that he is from Cheng Sakakawa, it seems that I am the only one left in the world, in addition to the unfailing glory of death.

16

Me and Cheng Kawakawa saw Sakashi at the police station.

He confessed to the fact that the mother and son had killed Auntie Cheng and hid the body together, and explained the reasons: “My mom ran into her when she brought her lover home… that’s all. I’m sorry.

He’s not a good enemy, I’ve gone a long way to gain his trust.

When I went to K-City to talk about the project, after discovering the newly installed hidden camera in the room, I had a brawl with Yoshikikawa, and then he left and I stayed alone in the room and slept the last night.

“I can’t understand…” And before he was taken away from custody, he bit his teeth and asked me, “What if you don’t care that he cheated on you with his fake death and left you to fight back to your family?” I’m sorry.

I looked at him, and I looked at his lips, and I said, “What does it have to do with being a fatherless rapist?” I’m sorry.

And he looked at me with disbelief as if he had a glimpse.

“You still believe in the truth and the truth of that information, and it took me almost five years to fabricate them, and to make sure that the investigation remains on track. I’m sorry.

This is the biggest game I’ve ever played.

By falsifying hatred, he thought he was bound to me in a boat, and then took me back to the villa where I had no knowledge of the journey.

After leaving the police station, Cheng Sakakawa and I put the ashes of Ching’s aunt in the cemetery, and put a bunch of heaven birds in front of the tombstone.

The truth of this ten-year delay is in the air.

That afternoon, as we walked out of the company, the sky started to rain.

I just lighted a cigarette, and before I could smoke it, I was snatched and bit in my mouth.

He pulled the door open and took me a little bit, “Get in the car.” I’m sorry.

I hesitated. I sat in the side of the car and laughed:

“You don’t look like a very expensive general. You look like a school bully. I’m sorry.

He made a deal, removed the smoke from his finger, then came up and looked at me at a distance: “I never wanted to be a general.” I’m sorry.

“…”

“It’s not my feeling that your alienation these days. I know it’s been five years, and we haven’t met, and you’ll think I’ve changed, even if we’ve packed up the Queen and his mother, and you’ll feel like you can’t go back. I’m sorry.

In fact, Cheng Yaokawa is the only person in the world who knows me better than my mother who died of alcohol.

I used to play those games, and he was with me.

And now that I’m back in the game of real and fake, he’s also the first to notice it.

Those insolent, undisguised intimacy are like burning before goodbye.

We looked away from his eyes and looked: “Your marriage to a rainbow of the heart…”

“There was no engagement, not from the beginning. “I’m just talking to her about working with each other. And it’s impossible to like me, not any man. I’m sorry.

I think of the woman who always goes in and out with the bull’s heart.

The car calmed down at once, and only the sound of thin rain came from the outside.

And he looked at me with his cold eyes, and suddenly he said: I was right that night. I’m sorry.

I’m stinging.

“Do you want to give up on me first? I’m sorry.

“I didn’t…”

He held him in his arms before he finished.

The seatbelts are not comfortable between us, and Cheng Yaokawa is as if he could not feel it at all and even hold me even tighter.

“It may look good to be Sasakawa, to have a career, to have a big family, but I’m just a kid. I’m sorry.

“I’ll play anything you want, but don’t leave me. I’m sorry.

“Don’t ever leave me again, Meng. I don’t want another five years. I’m sorry.

It’s filled with deep emotions, and it almost devours me completely.

I held him in my back, but I said, “Your mole of tears.” I’m sorry.

“Hmm? I’m sorry.

“The tear mole is gone. I’m sorry.

“Go get one. I’m sorry.

He didn’t hesitate to finish, and suddenly he grabbed my hand, “Or take me to buy a pen, I’ll paint it for you every day.” I’m sorry.

17

The change of name by Cheng Sumikawa has caused a lot of excitement in the Queen’s World.

It’s good that he’s been fighting for six years, and he’s got no objection.

As for the former lawyer, Cheng Sakakawa told me that she had cheated for years, and that he was the wild seed in his mouth, and that he had asked him to change his will instead of changing it.

I was wondering, “So his death was also a great hit.” I’m sorry.

“Maybe, I’m not going to. “When he kicked my mother for not using her, he tried hard to bring him back, and that’s what he had to do. I’m sorry.

In the spring of the following year, the family of the Kaoru Siu-bok and her partner went abroad to register for marriage.

When I heard the news, I realized, “That’s why you went to see the wedding dress and the diamond ring…”

“Look at each other. “The second 80% discount. I’m sorry.

“You’re the chairman of the board of directors now, Cheng Misakawa.”

I didn’t finish my speech, but his kiss blocked it.

And he laughed in my lips: “But the wife of the chairman taught me from a very young age to be diligent and economical. I’m sorry.

I had a little heat in my ear.

He also lit the tear mole that I painted in the morning with an eye pen, and he had taken a small box out of his pocket, opened it and revealed two rings inside.

The entangled vines and the diamonds on them are lighted to shine.

“Do you like it?” He smiled, “You like it.” I’m sorry.

The extraordinary proposal, without flowers and candles, was like many years ago, the summer after the high examination, when he confessed freely and in earnest.

I nodded my head, “I like it, and I like it. I’m sorry.

It’s like me.

I’m a growing vine that climbs around the Quizumi River.

From the shadows, he thought he was going to fall on his face forever, but he was fortunate enough to pull me up when I was seven years old, and to hold my bones and veins from there.

And he’s, like, a shining diamond in my life.

Case number YX11Aq7PQjo

I’ve been with the Prince all night, begging him to do his job.

He sits in the high hall, gentle and calm, “Why help you alone?”

♪ I can’t ♪

I’ve never seen a man eat a king’s meal.

I can’t believe the Prince is the one who can’t pay for it.

In order to resist her humiliation, I entered the Orient House Pillow.

After one night, I bowed down at the feet of the Prince under my sore waist, and cried: “I am in my home in difficulty, and I hope Your Highness will shed mercy and save me from the fire.”

He sits in the high hall, white as snow, and he looks warm, “Why should he help you alone?”

I’m on my head, “Your Highness, you–“

Last night, the sweetest family, knocking on the table, making pies by a calm, self-righteous man, groaning his head: “Do you think it’s too beautiful to try to snuggle with a fly, make your heart soft, Yao Jin-jing?”

I kept my fist to my face and pulled my collar and pointed it at the kiss mark, and said, “Your Highness, you said you’d give me your life last night.”

Xiao Zheng smiled and smiled, “What a shameless woman, come and get out.”

When I was thrown out of Orient House, I dropped a embroidery shoe.

Jumen has been relentlessly closed before me.

I was standing outside the door with my bare feet, and I looked at the big Orient House word, and I picked up a rock and hit it.

My name is Yao Jin-joe, an illegitimate daughter.

Soon after she was taken back to Yao’s house, she died for no reason.

My father’s got so much sex, she’s in charge of the whole house.

Yao Myung-ju is her daughter, my sister.

I’m proud of you, and I’m not happy to see you.

Let’s get me into the green house and let the men laugh.

When I escaped, I was cleared.

Yesterday, she also promised me to the crippled horseman of the house, who made me a slave to her.

And then I swear to God, I ruined her future.

Sister-in-law wanted her life to be Princess at Orient House.

I naturally didn’t want her to get what she wanted.

So first it was strong.

Yesterday, on my way back to Xiaoqing, I was tripped by a wagon and carried into it.

There was a cold fragrance in it, a man’s coat, and he leaned on it, and the power of the Jade man was cut as a sword, and his lips were red, as though he were a fair man.

That’s when the Prince was born.

The spleen is very good.

Sister-in-law says I look like a man.

And my little mother said, “There are more places, and there are fewer places, and there are few places, and there are equal parts, and the bones and the bones, and the eyes, and the eyes, and the eyes, and the eyes, and the eyes, and the eyes, and the manners, and the manners, are good.”

Lo! the princes of Beneficent, they will surely be merciful to me.

In the carriage, the Prince Xiao Zheng is holding on to a book called “Truths” , with a warm eye.

“Who told you to take your clothes off?”

My little coat was embroidered with his favorite lotus, and he smoked it all night.

How could he not like it?

I fell down on his knees, with my eyes open, and I said, “Please have mercy.”

I can’t help but think about it.

“Yes.”

Then he took me back to Orient House.

I’m only a gentleman.

It was not until after one night that it became clear to me that he was a man in a man’s skin, and that he was not hungry, nor forbidden.

The words in the bed are much more unconstrained, and I speak in a warm and unreserved manner.

The important thing is that he’s fed up and doesn’t sign up.

And the night’s absurdity faded with the morning sun.

And when I woke up from the fatigue of drowning, the House of Xiao would have been so well-dressed, like the Holy One, sitting at the table, dealing with the great affairs of his family.

I’m sorry for asking him to do his job, and he’s just a gentle, unobsessed man, telling me to get lost.

After noon, I moved up the street like a ghost.

I don’t know who to talk to.

When he returned to his house with his bare feet, he was faced with several pieces of cloth hanging in front of the door and facing the wind.

This is my new dress yesterday.

It’s different before it’s too late.

“Where were you yesterday?”

“I fell on the street and was taken to the hospital.”

She seduced and had a maid crushing me down.

One gold to my forehead and then slowly down, “Goldwig, don’t you think His Highness likes you?”

“Who will allow you to disturb His Majesty without permission?”

Strength deepens.

The tail stings into the flesh, leaving a little red bead on my forehead.

“Sister, I didn’t.”

I’m not moving, I’m afraid she’ll shake her hands, and I’ll ruin the face.

She’s happy with my reaction, and she laughs, “Tomorrow, the prince has broken her hand, you top it.”

“I want you to see for yourself how much you worth. Can wild flowers smell better than the police?”

What was my wish?

I would say, “Eat warm, clothed, and enjoy a good life with my mother.”

And now?

I want to be a prince woman.

Good-bye to Xiao Ching Hall, at the Spring Festival.

He’s at the age of the princess, and the Queen is on the line.

Sister-in-law is invited to play at the Spring Festival.

And I, standing behind her, bringing tea and water, doing everything.

She said I was her favorite.

“But the one who was in the green building and was taken home by your mother?”

Sister-in-law came over and feared that they would not remember the same thing.

I ignored the scornful eyes of the surroundings and kept my head down.

Not far away, and I’m sitting alone in the high seat of Xiao Qi, who really makes fun of me.

His lips were full of smiles, his eyes were wide and his Zhou was as gentle as a son, and he spoke with his elders in good spleen.

But his nostrils are thin, his hair is black as white, and his spring is bright as the bellows are white, and she brings back to the families of the world, and she is ashamed.

I was standing behind my sister, and the conversation from afar fell into my ear.

“Madam, the one who chooses a good and generous family.”

I’m just givin’ and laughing.

It’s a real flower.

Why didn’t you say anything about a good and generous family?

Look at me in the eye and ask me to look at him.

A coronary beast, no less.

“Yo Jinye, pour tea.” “What are you laughing at?”

I’ll go down to my face with half a pot of cold tea.

I just saw her stretching out and I tripped.

It’s a laughter around.

It’s like teasing me, having great fun.

Sister-in-law’s handpaste– Trilan, curiously looking at me, “She made a promise to your husband?”

I was a master before I married a crippled horseman.

Marrying a man, I’m a slave.

Only a slave would do such a task.

I don’t blame Traylan for asking.

Sister-in-law smiles, and says, “Sometimes and nights, teach a lesson in advance, and use it later.”

My father’s debt is so great, it’s only my fault. Among the illegitimate girls, he was the most charismatic, and sister-in-law’s favorite.

I don’t say a word. After I’m done, look back.

It seems that the Xiaoqing Hall saw something, and the sights were swept away and there were no trace of it.

Like you don’t know me.

Yeah, what does he do when he’s a treasurer, the future master of the world?

I’m in a bad mood.

Half an hour ago, the Queen’s companion arrived:

“The Queen invites the daughter-in-law, Yao Myung, to see you soon.”

Then he said, “Who’s the lady’s handmaiden, come along.”

Sister-in-law listens to me, she’s overjoyed and hastily pushed me back and said, “Don’t bother aunty, handmaiden, be stupid and stay here.”

“Sit her for me, don’t mess up, I’ll be right back.”

And I looked at her in the back, and I looked back, and I waited until the sun rose up, and I leaned over to Traylan, and I said, “Sister Lan, I’d like to pee.”

“Miss?” She’s like, “She’ll be right back. Don’t think about it.”

I choked, “I’m going to the toilet.”

Tralan was shocked, noding his head, like, “Well, you go, you go.”

The premises were isolated and occasionally replaced by young women with water.

I sat in the house and waited a moment.

The door squeaked and opened.

First, a pair of black boots came in, and then a silver robe.

In the past, there was surely a salsa on the garments.

Not today.

I gave it away because it was over that night.

When he walked in the hall, he came back and closed the door, and he kneeled on the floor, asking me:

“Where’s the lonely jade?”

And he was emptied of the warmth and the emptiness of the people, and he dazzled in his laughs.

I sincerely said, “It’s at home.”

Words fall, and there’s a footstep outside the window.

I’m sure he’s from Xiaoqing.

He is a man with a head and a face who cannot have anything in his hands, especially a little girl.

I look up and laugh, “Your Highness, I’m buried by the toilet of the maid’s house, and your people will never get through.”

Scrambling with a bunch of maids, and if you meet a peep, you do.

“You threatened to be alone?”

Even so, his voice is still the spring of the mountain, tenderly in his ears and in the midst of a dream.

I’m weak, I bow.

“If His Highness were to marry my sister, I would carry the jade and hang the beam in front of Orient House.”

It’s a threat.

It’s as if you’re mad at me.

“You’re not dirty.”

“Your Majesty still loves it.” I followed the collar, unbuttoned a little bit, pulled the hands of Xiao Jing.

My skin races, my skiings, my life’s foundations, all spent on the skins.

So what? It is the beauty of a man’s heart, set in a well-bred bouquet.

I’ll take him with me, and I’ll move around, and the bottom of my eye will get ecstasy.

He closed his eyes and put down his fragrance, “Yo Jin-yee, being alone.”

“I know.”

If you don’t choose, I won’t come.

I can’t tell what he’s thinking.

“How about your sister? You can come with me.”

“Your Highness, I’m going to make a promise to Marv, but I can’t go to Orient House.”

I interrupted his calculations and waited for Xiao Jing to clear me.

Now, he has to help me.

Who knows if he made a smirk, “Oh, it’s a shame.”

Dog stuff.

I begged him to get me out of Yao’s house. He didn’t say yes.

Now I begged him not to marry her, and he refused.

And he called her to the near future by the Queen’s mouth, that is, he made it clear that he would marry her.

Even I know the truth. Many of the worlds in the city know better.

“Girl” is hard to catch.

I was angry and I had a very deep toothmark on his abdomen.

He squeezed, grabbed my chin, his eyes were lazy, “Miss Yao, do you have a dog?”

“Your Highness lied to the dog to come in, kick the dog and not let the dog bite?”

He picks me up on the chin, looks at the broadness of Zhou and seduces him by saying, “Doggie, you listen, you can help you alone.”

“Can you not choose your sister?”

And he folds into my hair, and his fingers slide into my hair, “That depends on how you do it.”

It’s been half an hour since Shaw returned to the feast.

I kicked tap back to Traylan, and she was like, “Why don’t you walk?”

I leaned on my back, and I didn’t change my face: “The legs are numb.”

Traylan showed sympathy, “You suffered for half a hour.”

“…”

I looked around, and I saw my sister still standing there, and I looked.

“This marriage will never end in her head. What do you think she’s gonna do?”

I was like, “Why?”

“How can your family, with your princess, be a sting in the eyes of His Highness? How can he choose the woman of the plain house, and turn himself back? Where’s the twig on your head?”

I’m low-born and never get any useful information.

In other words, you won’t marry my sister without our dedication!

I started listening, and I had to shoot with my eyes in Xiaoqiao.

Close your teeth and smoke.

You’re such a bad son of a bitch!

On her way back to the house, she cried with rain.

Traylan was with us in the same car, consoling, “Don’t be sad. You didn’t get it today, nobody else did.”

And then she said, “What happened to your waist?”

I coughed, and my back was sore, and the subject was cut off: “Yes, Your Highness the Crown Prince is tall, he can’t climb, he can see, he can’t play.”

Sister-in-law said, “Do you want to play? Do you like it?”

Suddenly, the wheel rolled over a rock, and I turned up my ass and hum, “That hurts.”

When she looked at Traylan, she looked at her, and looked at me, and she said, “She didn’t do anything, she went to the dry toilet.”

I don’t know.

Then the heavens and the earth were green and green.

When the spring wind blows, the sky is full of life.

Xiao Qing’s wife is determined not to be Yao Myung-chul, but Train.

Tralan was embroidered in her room when the news came.

When Traylan’s mother came in in a hurry and took her away.

Sister-in-law was so angry, she tore her little face to pieces and called me over with scissors.

I’m not stupid. I punched him at the table, and I drink, “No way! There are sisters in this world! I’ll get justice for my sister.”

Drop it, crash and run away.

I was in a hurry and ran into someone at the door.

I took a few steps, barely holding.

Xiao Xiao’s eyes were painted, and he stood at the door, like a godly Buddha, laughing, “Who do you want justice for?”

Surely the eyes of the Prince will be everywhere, and when We have spoken before them, he will know.

I bowed my eyes, and I bowed myself, and I said, “If His Highness does not save me, do not delay me in looking for someone else.”

I begged her to take me out of the marriage, but I was an object, delivered and sent, and anyone could be my master.

“Who says you’re not alone?”

I took a step back and looked him in the face.

Xiao Zheng moved fast and finally bended over and laughed: “If you dig your sister’s corner, you deserve it. Yao Jin-joe, the sword is blind. Don’t blame yourself for your sister’s pursuit.”

What does he mean?

To tell my father?

That’s not good.

My dad’s the one who can’t handle me

The man who stood up on the waistboard with his finger in his hand, gentle and gentle, said: “When you heard the peace, you brought her to the house tonight as concubine. Finish talking and take her with you.”

Suddenly, I just stood there.

Xiao Qing laughed and went into the front room to talk.

I’m standing in front of my sister’s house.

It was only in the rush to flee, to leave the white jade in my sister’s house, and to remove the gold that had been stolen from Xiaoqiao, which was my only jewelry.

I bit my teeth and pushed in.

Sister-in-law sat in the house and looked at me, “What about justice?”

Listen to her sarcasm. I’ll just bury my head to find the tarts.

But she has it.

I’m swallowing spit, “Sister, my beak.”

“You can’t even eat without me. Yours is mine.”

But this is my sissy.

One was taken by Xiao Qing, one by her hand.

I’m in a hurry to cry, “Good sister, give it back to my sister. It’s not worth anything…

Listen to the taps coming out of the door. I’m getting panicky.

The messenger will be here soon.

“What are you so scared about?” “It’s not like you don’t get it.”

As soon as she reached out, I took the mule and ran.

Sister-in-law shouts, “You’re crazy! I’ll tell someone to break your leg!”

And when I ran to the door, I heard it pouring out in the house, and something swept up.

I’m sure she already knows.

Knock, knock!

I can’t tell you how she is.

I look to my left, I look to my right, and my heart is burning.

At a glance, Yao Myung-chul and Xiao Ching-chul were both in sight.

She was standing behind Yao Myung, and she was so full of drama.

Yao Ming’s eyes were running at me with scissors.

I was scared, I took a step back, “Save me, Your Highness!”

As if she didn’t hear, she was standing far, looking up.

I’ve been waiting for you.

“Bitch! I’ll teach you today for your little sister! How dare you crawl over someone’s bed!”

She stabbed me in the mouth with a pair of scissors, and I escaped.

Yao Ming-hyun won’t give up.

I rushed to Xiao Qi.

But I’m not tall, Yao Myung-chul for a few months, and soon she pulled my hair.

I screamed and thought I’d become Yao Ming’s cutter.

The pain came from the left arm.

I hurt my face and it was white.

I’m holding him in my arms. I’m holding him in my left hand.

Yao Myung-hyun was taken by his subordinates, who came to his house later.

“Miss Yao, the golden branch is a lonely concubine, and you have no respect for the law, and you must speak to your father alone.”

She’s got a very high profile and a rare cold tone.

Yao Myung-hyun’s face was green and white for a while, “Your Highness, she’s watery, and she’s been playing all over the city! I can’t see. It’s just–

“Do not worry about the lonely family.”

And that which is upon me is a cold sweat, and it is in the midst of Xiao’s house, and it is in my heart.

Xiao Jing Tong, it was meant to hurt me.

He could have avoided me, but he showed her an arm.

I was put in a carriage, where the wounds were simply wrapped and the pain couldn’t fit my eyes.

After my father has been consulted, the month is over.

He lifts the curtains, first he sees me lying on the side, and I’m so sorry.

Then I pulled his belt, pulled in, carried my arm, and said, “It hurts.”

The Xiao Jing Hall was silent, touching my stingy little face, saying, “You’re scared.”

I stomped in his arms and listened to the sound of the carriage.

I’m not going to let you go.

There’s a price to pay for this.

The trade in flesh is nothing but the value I attach, and what he really wants is the whole Yao’s house behind the princess.

I’m the one who opened the Yao’s door.

I understood the moment I was stabbed.

I’ll do anything to get out of that cage.

Even jump into the next fire.

“Yo Jin-jing, Fang only talked to your father so he knew that you had a fiancé before you entered Kyoto.”

The voice of Xiaoqing became gentle in the night, giving one the illusion that he could be trusted.

I’m stiff.

Xiao Ji-Chung grabbed my chin, lifted it up and laughed, “You’re not going to explain it to me alone?”

The sound is cold, like a well of water, pouring me out of my head.

He got angry.

I adjusted my mind to his eyes and eyes, “I’m not clean, Your Highness knows best.”

“Where’s the heart? Is it clean?”

She scratched me in the back, and she showed her eyes.

And in his sight I am the woman of the guile.

Naturally there should be no respect.

So he looked at me like that.

And I was like, “Doesn’t it look funny that you’re using me as a pawn?”

Xiao Zhengxing turned his finger, “Yo Jin-jing, don’t play with me.”

He’s warning me.

And We found ourselves disobedient because of the secrets which he had seen, softened, retraced and covered in his chest.

“Your Highness, I am filled with your heart. How can you question my heart?”

“Well, if you think about it, and you’re so gentle, “If you know it, you hook up with another man and you and your lover’s life will be over.”

And at first hearing it, We gnawed down the lower lips, and We pressed down the panic and the fear in the eyes.

Cut it out, I’ll pull a stiff smile and kiss his lips with my head on.

“Her Highness has considered ”

After I left, Yao Ming Zheng destroyed my little mother’s tree of cinnamon.

All these years, I’ve been wandering around with my mother, and every time I get there, she’s planting one.

In August, the guacamole smelled sweetly in the front of the house.

She said we might not be staying long at Yao’s house, and we might go to Gangnam when the cinnamon blooms in August.

Whoever knew that Jiangnan had failed, she threw her hands at me like a mad calf and wanted to live like a human being.

Orient House is more magnificent than I thought.

A pavilion that can be carefully made by craftsmen, pine pine and jade.

A big golden silk cage, filled with a canary, Train.

I’m the one with the toad.

August big wedding, I sat in the cold attic, drinking to the moon.

The climate in the city is cold and cold, unlike the southern water plume, and I’ve come a long way to fit and dress.

Tonight, there was only a short arm, a half arm, a kick off the shoes, bare feet on the new leaf, eyeballs.

I haven’t sacrificed anything since my mother died.

She did not have a grave, and before her death she saw it clearly: “A man dies, and the earth and the earth will be covered with the grass, and leave him alone.”

Two or three cups of wine go down in the belly, and We are bitter in our mouths, and We cast down our wet eyes, and we see only that the candlestick before us is shining out, and then we are blind.

I knocked on the table, and I grunted, and I said, “Well, it’s good, it’s old. The sun rises and the spring rises are green. Can you not remember Gangnam?”

And suddenly a smile came out of his ear: “Is this a home-savvy?

We were blind, we could not gather the light, and we went forth, and we saw the fire of a star in the House of Xiao, in a big wedding red dress, not far away, full of stars that could not fall from his eyes.

They say the Prince is handsome and beautiful and tonight…

Pretty too much.

I looked at his intriguing face, and I sung, “As long as I live, I love my wife for a hundred years.”

Before I finished, I was held up.

I laughed, grabbed the neck of Xiao Jing’s house, smitten his jaw, and said, “Why? Trilan got out?”

Xiao Zheng looked at me and smiled, “Yo Jin-jing, you’ve got a lot of guts, beware that you don’t want you.”

I heard the eyebrows, and I said, “Bold! What a heartless man! If you’re innocent, you can’t just walk away.”

He took me all the way to the room, sat me down by the window, grabbed my hand, “Well, don’t be angry, spend the night alone with you.”

I led his hand to his neck, and moved to his neck, gently saying, “Where would His Highness want me to go?”

The next moment, he gently choked on my waist, a little hurt.

And I healed, and I listened to him, and he said, “There’s no such animal as you think.”

“Wedding night is not a beast, I don’t like it…” And after that, I pushed him away.

Xiao Qiang dragged me back behind my back, “Do you want to do something alone besides this?”

He whispered softly, with warm and wet breaths pouring into the snails, and his lips torn at the contours.

I was silent, and most of the wine woke up, “Your Highness, you are the one who does great things, knows what to be greedy and what not to be greedy.”

The desire to be greedy, the desire to be greedy, the desire to be greedy, is stupid.

Xiao Qing is clear.

It’s just that tonight I’m lost and I want to be remembered.

Tomorrow, as soon as the sun rises, he will be loved, and he will be a noble treasurer in the world, and I will be nothing but a woman.

He didn’t say anything.

The cold-eyed look upon me in the mud, neglecting my succour, and bringing me into a deeper hell.

Before he fainted, he held me in peace, saying, “Yo Jin-jing, come home in three days and do something for you.”

The blessing of Tossing, I was in a nightmare and I woke up at noon.

And he made him angry last night, and We suffered, and he corrupted and did not ask his maid to wake me up, so he missed the hour of the Crown Princess.

Now that you’ve made up your mind, the rules must be followed in order to live in a pack of wolves.

I never wanted to have sex with Traylan, so I called my handmaiden to come and wash.

People are watching the Lord do things.

On the wedding night, I took Treyland’s wind, so they stomped on me.

I sat in front of the mirror and watched them dye my makeup and didn’t stop it.

Traylan knew what I was, and he was a disgrace.

The house of the Princess is far from here, and I turned to my right in the false mountains of the Quishan, and turned to my right, and went to the gate of Trainan, and had already come out of my forehead with a fine sweat.

The sun is empty, the hummingbirds are buzzing.

And the handmaidens of time came to me, and looked up at him.

That pompous face, compared to sister-in-law.

And when We passed by them without a soul, We approached the shaded room.

Only Traylan looked down at the window, and his cuffs were immersed in a tea tank, and most of them were wet and undetected.

Didn’t you wait for Xiao Ching last night?

I don’t say a word. Fook goes down, “Please, Princess.”

No movement on top for half a day.

When you look up, Traylan’s eyes are empty, and your handmaidens are stung, it’s only when you’ve noticed that there are more people in the house.

“Yeah.” Her eyes were slowly opened in a circle, and she was surprised, “Golden branch, what brings you here?”

This reaction, which made me feel like I couldn’t understand her mind at all, had to have a scalp over her head, “Sister Lan, let me ask you a favor.”

Her handmaiden just had a seizure, and Traylan stood up and held my hand tight.

I was standing there, and my face started to stink, “You told him to go?”

Tram pulled me to the corner and said, “Can he come to your room at night?”

“No.”

I’m the one who hooks up with a man because I can’t get another woman.

When I heard my refusal, the eyes of Traylan faded and looked out the window again, “Hey…”

I read:

I can’t see what she means.

“Sister Lang has a heart?”

Train didn’t admit it, nor did he deny it.

I didn’t say anything.

I’m not concerned about who broke the marriage and who broke his heart.

As long as I’m in the right place, get what I want.

In the night, Xiao Qing was not here.

I was in a little bed after the bath, and I figured out the plan.

He asked me to borrow it from the house on the day when I left.

Tossing his fingers, he knew that once his father left, he would quietly turn the yao family upside down.

And We covered them with cinnamon oil, and We were light in our clothes, and We rolled in a soft bed, and closed our eyes.

It’s just that Yao’s family is no good to me and is the one responsible for killing my little mother.

Why should I?

The next morning, Train was sick.

I should’ve gone back to Xiao Qi, where she was supposed to be.

I thought about it all night long, and I got up in a state of rage and kicked Xiaoqiao.

Who knows he’s got such a temper and he’s got me in the wagon.

I sat across the street, looking at the other side of the hall of Xiao Zheng like Jade, and I couldn’t help but feel like I’d become a big man, so I could be bullied by a woman to take down Yao’s house.

Xiao Jie saw my eyes and smiled a little, “What is Kee thinking?”

I was tired of it, smelling orchids on his shirt, and I said, “Come back to the house with the concubine. Your Highness is not afraid to be humiliated?”

“The lonely woman, who dares to gossip.”

I took a long tone, and he was in his hands, and I said, “What good does His Highness give after he’s done?”

“What does Kei want?”

And I looked up, and I started to laugh at him, “I want to be a princess.”

She smiled a little, and asked, “There’s more to you than a princess.”

“But you can’t give it to the princess, right?”

He pulls out his hand slowly, and he staggers, and he says, “You’re lonely, will you say yes?”

And the people of the earth are watching him, and he is in a wolf’s circle, and when it comes, We shall be his enemy’s instrument against him.

I laughed, “If I were His Highness, I would have repulsed this disgraceful woman and then paid a heavy price and bought her to do what she wanted for me.”

Xiao Xiao, “Yo Jin Jing, are you playing lonely?”

I couldn’t laugh at myself, but he grabbed me and bit me on the lips, blocking me with words.

When I got out of the car, he ate his lip, and I looked at him, “Your Highness is so ashamed.”

She scratched my chin, “Worship, wife, wife.” He’s so cute, so lonely.”

I was not listening to his ghost, and the cuffs came down to the steps, and I prayed: “The daughter comes back to the door to see his mother and father, sisters.”

I’ve seen different eyes on me, and I know they wouldn’t have looked at me, and they wouldn’t have let me in if I hadn’t looked in the hall.

Look back at Xiao Hall, wherever it is, it’s the moon.

My father, who is a proficient father, is at home today, speaking with Xiao.

“She is fortunate that the golden branch is low in its identity and that she will be chrysanthemum.”

When I heard it, it was like a wind. I walked in the door to my mother’s yard.

“Hey, Yoo Jin-jo!”

Half way to the back, with the grooves coming in.

I walked back to my sister, and I looked in cold eyes, and I didn’t talk.

She ran near, pink-faced, pointed, “Come on, put her on the ground!”

The moment the house was cuddled, and a few dirty hands were about to touch my body, I suddenly thrust a golden tail into the mouth of the family.

With his screams, blood splattered.

No one could have imagined that the golden branch of Yao, which had been the only one to promise, would have done such a terrible thing.

All the time.

I stare at the frightened Yao Myung-chul and laugh.

“Take me? What are you?”

Yao Myung-hyun’s face was clean, and even the make-up I painted was washed down by sweat and wet.

“Who… who gives you the guts to talk to me like that?”

I’m pulling my lips, pulling my collar in a big way, and I’m showing some obscurity, “What do you think?”

Yao Myung-hyun has not yet left the palace, but knows the pleasure of men and women under the collar.

She covered her eyes with shame: “No shame!”

I ripped off her wrists, strangled her chin, forced her to look at me, slowly hung her fingertips on her cheeks, and drew white marks.

“What do I learn from a shameless woman like my sister?”

As if she had been peeped into the secret, she was angry: “I didn’t!”

I would not let her run, pull in, and say, “If you don’t kneel down, bow your head, I will teach you how to hook up with His Highness.”

“Scram!” She milked me, and she pushed me into a sling, crying, “Yo Jin-jo, you crazy man!”

I’ve been scolded, laughed and flaunted.

I thought she was scared.

I don’t know where she learned my fur, but she turned around and used it on Xiaoqiao.

It’s gonna work.

I don’t know.

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I slept with my neighbor’s little boy.

After that I stood on the balcony smoking.

Leo put his baseball jacket on me and he said we were together.

I laughed, “Why? The money’s gone, the money’s gone.”

His face was white, and he turned in anger.

I caught him in his robe belt, “What are you running for? It’s too short. Let’s do it again.”

Many years ago, my star fell.

After many years, God laid the curtains and gave me a perfect one.

1.

Leo is a young, aggressive college boy, who is supposed to be an old woman like me.

But the first time I saw him, I was possessed. I couldn’t tell you how familiar I was.

Heartbreak, soft legs.

Of course he’s the best.

With a wide shoulder and a narrow waist, a youthful baseball suit, a wheat-coloured skin, all on the tip of my heart.

So when he introduced himself to me, I was just admiring the young and beautiful man.

“Is Nam Jing? Are you there?”

“Oh oh… listen, what did you say?”

Mayo, “I said my mom paid for the rent and the luggage hasn’t moved in. Which room do I live in?”

“You can live downstairs.”

The luggage was packed, he was sweating, he took his coat off, he showed a strong arm, and he covered the colour of honey under a warm yellow light.

I handed him iced water, and my feet were a little higher, “The last time I saw you was 10 years ago, it was so fast.”

Mayo’s face is replete with a dispassionate response that does not fit his age.

“It was too sudden for you to move, and none of your neighbors could send you.”

I put my hand on his shoulder and felt the muscles.

“I’ll see you when I see you.”

And I’d like to make a rare old story with my pretty brother. The bell rings out.

Open the door. I can’t believe I saw Zhou Yi.

Lee Yao asks, “Are there guests?”

I shake my head, “ex-boyfriend.”

Zhou’s teeth grinding, “How did you fool me?”

“Shut up.” I couldn’t stop, “Beware I warned you to harass.”

“Give me a reason.” Zhou Zhou stood by the door alone and stood still, “They all said that to you, but I don’t believe you, at least you’ll make me happy…”

I turned around, “Liou, the door won’t close, come and help.”

Mayo came in response, and was half taller than Zhou Zhou.

“So soon there’s a new party?”

I held the arm of Mayo and laughed like a flower.

“Yeah, younger than you and more handsome than you.”

The door closes and I turn back and smiles perfectly.

Mayo looked me in the eye, “Why don’t you let him finish?”

“Because it’s not for the young, I have to protect your young heart.”

I’m 20 years old.

Mayo’s eyes were on my chest, and he moved away, “Why is he an ex?”

I sensed that he was holding his arms in my arms in his arms, so I coughed in the face.

“Now that you’re all grown up, I’ll be forced to tell you.”

He looked in his face, and the eyebrow was green and steady.

And We touched their hearts, and leaned on him, and lazily put them in his ear, and their lips covered their ears.

“Because he did not, I was of the same age and had to do so.”

Mayo’s eyes shine, and he’s slightly migraine.

Wheat cheeks and ear lengths are red and undetectable.

Don’t say that. I never knew a black-skinned guy could be so sexy.

Two.

I look at Mayo amber’s eyes, and my heart’s swooped up again.

The phone rings prevented me from going on.

“Nae, did you get it?”

“Got it.”

I was standing on the balcony, looking at the living room in the shadows, and Lionel started messing with his Switch, and he didn’t feel like he was outside.

“Don’t blame your mother, you travel a lot, I see the boy is a good boy and can help you look home.”

“Why don’t I have a dog?”

“Mother knows you’re not short of money. Mayo had a major illness last year and had been suspended for a year. We want you to take care of it.”

“What disease?”

“I heard it was a heart attack, almost gone.”

Put the phone down and I’ll look at Mayo through the glass door.

Short hair covers the face, short sleeves roll over the shoulder, arms are sturdy, and young and sexually active.

There’s no serious disease at all.

I remember when he was eight years old when he followed us behind him.

When Lin Qing used to fly on his shoulder upside down and shout, “Fly up!”

Do you remember Ringo?

“What?” I’m frozen by the balcony.

It’s an unintentional addition, “Lin Qingqing. I used to like Ringo. He always bought me the Arctic, the orange-flavored soda.”

I pulled out the smoke, and I didn’t look at my finger.

“There seems to be something going on.” I sucked my mouth so hard, I laughed so hard.

Mayo’s big eyebrows are twisted together.

“Sister Nam Jing,

It’s hard to bother me, but it’s so intolerant.

I threw up a smoke ring and hit him with my eyes.

“What good do you give me? How about a kiss?”

Mayo is an unexpected bulwark, “Sister Nam Jing, strictly speaking, we’ve only met again one day”.

I leaned over, “But my sister doesn’t buy and sell.”

It seems that Mayo can no longer endure my tenderness and rise in anger.

He looked at me like a gamble.

“Sold.”

3

I spent a day on a valuable annual leave to play parent games with Mayo.

Leo picked me up at the school with a ponytailed girl.

Pure, lively, cute.

I smoked out of my bag, lit a little on the lighter.

“The little girlfriend? No introduction?”

The little girl’s blushing like an apple, “No… no, sister, hi, I’m Don Tung. He just got back, and the counselor asked me to show him the school environment.”

It’s complicated.

He reached out and took away the smoke in my hand, and his eyebrow said, “This is not a smoking area, so don’t smoke anything.”

The procedure for Mr. Mayo’s return to school was simple and did not require parents at all.

I pretended to be a good and gentle sister, and listened to his counselor for half a day.

For example, Li Yuo Gyuk did a good job.

Come out of the office building and Tang is still here, proposing to show us the school.

In September, the school was full of silver almonds, which were stacked in various shapes.

Many tourists and students are taking pictures, and Tang Tung is catching up.

“Shall we take a picture too?”

And I’m like, “Go ahead, I’ll do it for you.”

In cold faces, with no warning to grab my wrist and pull it to the heart of the love of silver almonds.

“Please take one for us.”

His arms were tied to my waist and half of his chest was attached to my back. It’s a strong move. It’s a hot hand, a heart beating drum.

I laughed at the bottom of my heart, caught him in the shoulder and showed him a nice, smug smile.

It’s a little intimacy, but it’s just an undertow.

Don Tung gave me a good shot, and I gave you a bad compliment.

“It’s a good shot. Send it to Mayo.”

The little girl didn’t notice, and she was happy to say, “I haven’t eaten yet. I’ll take you to the B area cafeteria.

I couldn’t help but say, “What can I eat? Come on, I’ll take you outside for a good meal.”

4

I took them to a dailies store and told them to be nice.

Tang is happy to talk about it.

It’s only Li Yiu who holds his arm and colds a stinky face.

I think he ran away yesterday under the pretext of having a bath, and I think the kid’s weird and cute.

I can’t help it, I have to.

If you don’t have the last two, you’ll be pissed.

Then I got a message from him.

I’m really upset this time, I can’t scream anymore.

I went to the bathroom and carefully filled my lipstick.

At the corner of the toilet door, he saw Mayo leaning against the wall, with his hands in his pocket, looking at me like a falcon.

And We stood by him in idleness, and the sound of his heels was clear and rounded.

He rubbed his face and touched my mouth.

He had lipstick on his finger, ran over and passed out.

The obstinate obscurity is matched by his steady young face, and the twitching man tickles.

He smiles cold, “You are…”

“The sense of ritual before kissing.”

I put my foot on, pull his collar down.

He was like a bird of a bow, and he was deluded.

“Here? I… I ate mustard.”

I laughed with joy, and stretched out my hand over his neck, and forced him to bow down.

“What mustard? I’ll try it, see if you’re so hot.”

He swallowed, his throat rolled, and he came up.

5

The second lipstick, I secretly regret.

It’s not as old as a young man.

I looked at the red lips in the mirror, and the edges were red.

Mayo is well, obstinate, and he is siphoning him as if he were siphoning the forbidden fruit, and teaching him to stop.

Back in the compartment, the two of them had almost eaten.

I looked in the eye, and his face was stiff.

“I’ll settle the bill, you wait outside, I’ll drive you back to school.”

Mayo stood up and went out, “No, we’ll take a cab back and not delay you to work.”

I laughed. I didn’t stop him. I sat down to eat.

It’s already raining outside when I’m fed up and drinking out of the dailies.

It will take a few minutes to get to the parking area.

We looked forward to the dark heaven, and walked in the rain, and did not panic.

Until Zhou’s umbrella appeared in front of me, “I’ll give you.”

I’m not surprised, “I’m not a flower in the greenhouse. A little rain is good for me.”

Zhou Chong followed me, “Why did you lie to me yesterday? He’s your brother, right?”

“You see I’m taking the leave application?” I’m not going back.

“I’m in Personnel. I’ve audited your fake.”

“Oh, yeah, I forgot you were the people manager.”

I sat in the cab, started the car, looked down on him.

“Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu, we are in normal love, we have broken up with each other, you don’t fight, you don’t agree with me, you don’t bother me. They say I’m a scum, using you, and it’s not a mistake, and it’s better if you feed the dog.

Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhu Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu , ” What are you talking nonsense, you are not the same person I’m asking you, why didn’t you say yes? After all these years, you’ve lost everything.”

I slammed my window, parked out and left Zhou’s questions in the rain.

Happy? I don’t like it, but what can I do?

(as fast as possible)

Over.

Keep your eyes on the road.