His spirit.
The spring wind crosses and love breeds.
I’m dead, Luming doesn’t believe it.
He said that unless he saw my ashes, my wrong-doing boss had himself promoted me in front of him. “You should not cry before her.” I’m sorry.
Turning his head into the car, he was more sad than anyone.
It’s urgent to find someone who’s in love with me.
One.
I was dead, and when Jong-mong Creek put the death certificate in front of the moaning, the other side laughed with pride.
“What kind of trick is she playing?”
“The last time was a wrist cut, the last time was a sleeping pill. You tell her she died good. If we die, we won’t have to bother. I’ll marry Shen Sae-ja immediately! I’m sorry.
Jong Ming Creek couldn’t hear anymore. He went up there and punched. I had to pull up, but I found my hand through Jong-mong Creek.
Looks like I’m really dead.
She ran out of the house to Kat’s landing shirt and she was screaming between two people.
I have to admit, she’s really pretty, even when she’s up in the morning, and her hair is so thick and smooth.
Jong Ming Creek was never mean to a woman, but he looked into Shen’s eyes and looked like a fire.
“Bitch and dog, long and long! I’m sorry.
And then he spits on it, it’s so vulgar, it’s a little handsome. After all, Jong-mong Creek is a man who’s got enough eyeballs.
I think it’s really deep in my mind that I’m going to land even when I’m dead. I don’t know if this house will ever be haunted.
However, at the bottom of Jong Ming Creek, there was a wind, and it went fast. He took me away with him. I was a little depressed on the back of Jong-mong Creek, and I was lost when I looked further and further away.
But I’m afraid it’s a real relief for the earth.
Jong-ming Creek went to my house, flipped the key from under the green carrot at the door and opened the door in a light car.
He’s here to collect my belongings.
My diary is wide open on the table, and the brook of the clock is unobserved.
Please don’t look at this in front of a ghost. It’s all in my head.
I don’t think I’m dead enough. I should be dead.
I lay down on the back of Jong-mong Creek, tearing my tears, wondering if he had any feelings, but anyway, Jong-ming Creek touched his neck.
“So cold. I’m sorry.
It’s more appropriate to lick a dog’s diary.
June 23rd.
It’s been six months since Luo Ming and Shen Hsiao Ka broke up. He’ll finally ask me out tomorrow.
August 9, heavy rain
Lu-ming said she was not well and had to take her to the hospital.
September 1st.
Someone snuck up on me, but I’m not even like that. Luk Ming told me to leave it, but he didn’t help me.
September 13th.
I saw Lu-ming on the street. He bought a bear. It must be for me!
September 15th.
I’m a clown.
October 7th.
I didn’t agree to that.
December 24th.
Christmas Eve!
December 25th.
Alone.
January 1st Snow
New Year’s Eve said he had to work overtime.
February 17th.
It’s a little sad to see them kiss. If you threaten to break up, you jump.
I don’t know.
May 25th.
He must have been tired of me for three years. I feel like I’ve become neurotic, paranoid, bitter. It’s not cute at all, so let go. And you know that he doesn’t love you at all, and you just don’t want to be the one he used to sow loneliness from the beginning.
If you don’t like yourself, it’s nothing.
So put it down.
After that day, I broke up with Lumei, and I was determined to set him free, and I would never leave him with such a mean means.
But I underestimated my love for him, and I’m a mess. Every day I’d be paralysing myself with alcohol, and I’d probably be in my little apartment for the rest of my life if it wasn’t for Jong Ming Creek.
Jong-ming Creek had easily subdued me with just one sentence.
“Don’t come to work again and earn nothing.” I’m sorry.
Let’s see what Kari’s balance is, um, one more bag of chips leaves three digits.
I ran to the company and had a car crash.
That’s a hell of a life.
I wrote it in my diary the day before I went to work, and I’m trying to get Jong-ming Creek to buy another Maserati next year!
“Imbecile. I’m sorry.
Jong-ming Creek was carrying a diary and crying on my little table, and I even thought he was about to cry and smoke.
“Imbecile, fool, fool, what’s he worth? I’m sorry.
I can only touch my boss’ head and comfort him.
“I’m so sorry. I’m worried about you when you’re dead. I’m sorry.
Jong Ming Creek packed my things and called the mover and took them all home. I’m so careful I didn’t leave a little tweak behind.
And he put his diary in his arms: “We went home.” I’m sorry.
Listen to advice, really. You put that damn thing down, or I’ll be a ghost.
That’s it. I was down on the back of Jong-ming Creek and followed him all the way home.
Two.
I met him in junior high. He was my back then. The youngest in the class, born thin and small, is literally a proxy for malnutrition.
Three years in junior high, he was the first.
As a salty fish, I always kneel and beg for my homework.
From the very beginning, he was reluctant to be used to it later, and for a long time he would be able to hide his lips.
“Isn’t that a good idea?”
And then he goes to college.
Shen Yao-ka had heart pains and Lu Moo took leave to accompany her to see a doctor.
He probably doesn’t know I’m in Shen Dynasty’s circle of friends. The other day she was tanning someone’s special love dinner and said she had a heartache just because she was too tired.
He’s working overtime. In fact, he would not have noticed that I had just resigned from my work, which was always busy until midnight, because of my dizziness.
Alcohol is a good thing to cheat on, even if you know it.
And then I met Jong Ming Creek again.
He’s tall. He’s looking up a metre. With golden glasses, the Scripts are filled with a murmur of abstinence.
You don’t look like you’re in a bar to get drunk, like you’re here to buy a poor boss.
“Peach? I’m sorry.
I looked at him drunk and blindfolded, and saw him in the air. Crying in the arms of Jong Ming Creek.
“Well, what took you so long? I missed you! I’m sorry.
Then whoa, spit him out.
Zhong Ming Creek says I’m in no position to die for a man.
I buried it in a file, and some of them were afraid to look at his face.
“I don’t want to. I’m sorry.
“The mind of love is not desirable. I’m sorry.
“I know. I’m sorry.
Zhongming Creek won’t talk, I’m sure he’ll see me. Light pink lips lightened, eyes down. The search was accompanied by a little warmth.
He’s right. I’m a loser.
But Jong-ming Creek is not a good place either.
I lay on his back and watched Jong-mong Creek bury myself in the covers.
It’s dark and it’s bright and it’s dark. He just got up, like me, with his hair on his dick. The eyes are swollen like walnuts, crying like hiccups.
He covered his face.
“Well, peaches.”
I was laughing all of a sudden. That’s good. Someone was thinking about me. But I’m sorry because I didn’t have time to respond. And I’ll never be able to answer him.
And I cried out in the ears of Jong-ming Creek with all my might: “Get up and eat!” I’m sorry.
For a moment, it seemed like the empty room really sounded my voice. Chung Ming Creek looked beyond belief and finally bowed down with disappointment.
“It’s an illusion. I’m sorry.
It’s painful and sad to look like that stray dog who was alone in the rain as a child.
At 9:00 a.m., a telephone call was received from Zhongming Creek, where he rushed to the hospital. What did the nurse tell him? Jong-ming Creek was just listening. And then take out his card, and the POS machine makes a drop.
No wonder the man who spends money is the most handsome, and the action of Zhongming Creek just makes me bow under his suit.
I’m sure he’s the one who lives in the ICT.
3
Jong Ming Creek decided to eat well.
He wears my childish Hello Kitty apron, rolls his shirt up his sleeve. It’s a perfect image of a family cooker. Cooking is so moving that you want to press him on the stove.
But contrary to the perfect image, what was boiled out of Jong-ming Creek is absolutely appalling.
For the first time, I knew someone was going to put soy sauce, and the last thing that came out was paint and black and dark.
Because he’s on fire too much, he’ll fire in half. It’s a mess!
That’s the real idiot.
Zhong Ming Creek frowns and wonders whether to eat. The bells were ringing in time. Solved his predicament.
I can’t believe the door was standing on the ground.
He saw the two brows upside down around my apron in Jong-ming Creek, so angry.
“I knew it was a lie. Where’s the peach man? I’m sorry.
Zhongming Creek was ringing in the eyes of an idiot, and he closed the door to the door, not forgetting a word.
“Dumb, take your medicine if you’re sick! I’m sorry.
The morner touched a nose ash, and he was supposed to be happy. But there is also a growing sense of unease in the excitement.
He knows me too well, and every time I say I’m breaking up, I have to cry back to him. And this time, I’ve been sunk too long.
I couldn’t help but think that I might be dead.
He started calling me on my phone, and Jong-ming Creek’s pocket began to shake.
As a result, they were pulled into the blacklist.
He stuck me downstairs, but he never saw anyone.
It’s like I suddenly disappeared.
Luming sent me a message.
“I’ll give you one more chance and I’ll be engaged to Shen Shou-ga if I don’t show up. I’m sorry.
Of course I didn’t respond because I had to lie on the back or float over his head. My phone was in Jong-mong Creek, and he didn’t want to look at it.
Occasionally he’ll be talking to me.
“How painful is it that he should be with you, and how painful it is for you, that he should taste the night when he cannot cry until the silent night.” I’m sorry.
So Jong Ming Creek is choosing to respond in the morning.
“She’s dead. You’re not even going to see her last face. I’m sorry.
I can’t believe it.
“The day after tomorrow, I’ll be engaged to Shen and Shen Hoo-Cah, and we’ll never see you again if you’re dead. I’m sorry.
And later he said, “Record that you are a prank, and I will forgive you.” I’m sorry.
4
“Okay, I’ll go to your engagement party tomorrow. I’m sorry.
Zhong Ming Creek responded with my tongue, and the other side really calmed down. I can see the fury of the earth across the screen because he’s hit several exclamation signs.
“This joke is not funny! I’m sorry.
Jong Ming Creek didn’t return to him and sat still on the couch.
Too bad he didn’t have the eyes of the sun, otherwise he could see me crouching in front of him.
I touched the face of Jong-ming Creek.
“Don’t feel sorry for me anymore. I’m sorry.
The tears of Jong-ming Creek fell on my hand and burned like fire.
“It’s my fault. Just give it up. I’m sorry.
As if the heart was sharp, Jong-ming Creek spoke to himself.
“It’s not my fault. My peaches are good. She’s just being a good girl. She’s just like someone for the first time in her life. She’s just giving everything but being let down, so sad, so upset, so angry. I’m sorry.
I don’t want to cry, but he calls me peach!
He called me my peach!
I’m stupid. I’m stupid. He didn’t know what he meant until he died.
Zhong Minh Creek sat until early morning when the sour shoulder appeared.
He washes his face and brushes his teeth with a nice suit, radiant shoes, dressed like a bridegroom. And then he took out from the cupboard a little work-good altar, and I think that’s probably my ashes.
He’s got a heart. This urn is beautiful!
“I won’t make him feel better. I’m sorry.
Jong Ming Creek said it was a piece of lime in the altar.
The engagement dinner was glowing and the reaction was somewhat absent. He looked at the door and seemed to be waiting for someone. His eyes did not shine until the shadow of Jong-mong Creek appeared. But soon that expectation turned into panic, anger and sorrow.
Zhong Minh Creek took out a big red bag into the hands of the earth and laughed as happy as the guests around.
He held the urn in his hand and hit the slapping shoulder.
“Congratulations, the beauty. I’m sorry.
It’s just that I don’t know what to do.
“What is this? I’m sorry.
His eyes were red, and he seemed to resist the tears.
“It’s the peach, the peach you hate so much that you hate her to die.” Now she’s really dead. I’m sorry.
A morning made it difficult for him to speak with his cry.
“I didn’t, I didn’t want her to die. That’s a lie! I’m sorry.
The side of Shen is whiter than the face of Ka Ka, and she grabs her landing arm and looks at it with a thirsty eye.
As a bystander, I can feel her grief coming out.
Please, don’t do this. Don’t show that look in front of me for another woman.
It makes me feel worthless.
I think she’s probably able to feel what I used to feel, what I felt during the days that she deliberately seduced.
It seems now that the earth’s morning is a sin. He made it hard for both of us, making me a ghost.
When Jong-ming Creek dropped the bomb, it became the oily poker face. “We’re in the banquet, too, and we’re leaving.” I’m sorry.
And he was holding the urn like he was holding something rare, and he was not turning back on his shoulder. The latter, however, broke up and pushed the Shen to Kay and pulled away Jong Ming Creek.
“I can’t believe you lied to me. How could she die? She said she’d haunt me for the rest of her life. She said it wouldn’t make me feel better! I’m sorry.
“Do I remind you that you broke up three months ago?” Topper her, not you. I’m sorry.
It’s quiet, but it’s like it’s crazy.
“Who are you and who are you to say such a thing? Do you know my relationship with her? I’m sorry.
The scene was a mess and Shen was busy with her mother’s family to stop her from going crazy. But he persisted in believing that it was all my trick, and he must see whether the urn was full of peaches or not.
“Joke too much, peaches! I’m sorry.
It’s not a joke. I’m really dead.
I breathed in my ears, and the wind squirted him. And then fell on the ground without holding it firm, and cast a piece of lime.
The guests were held up, and probably no one expected such a bad thing at the engagement party.
I’m angry too, after all. I love the ashes.
I’m watching, and suddenly I’m covering my ears.
“Are you back? I’m sorry.
I was so angry that if it wasn’t for his heart and if it wasn’t for his two ships, how could we have come to the present situation.
I took a heart to him, and he was bleeding. And now it looks like it’s a pain.
I’ll never look at him again.
Who knows if I’m gonna blow his brains out? Kneel down and wept with the lime.
“I’m sorry, Peach. I’m sorry, Peach. I’m sorry.
How could Jong-ming Creek allow it? He took the broom from the guard and wiped out the lime. Then he looked down at the landing, as if he were a poor dog.
“You too?”
It’s so cool!
I’m happy to jump on the wide back of Jong Ming Creek.
“Let’s go home!”
But the fact is that Jong-mong Creek was more sad than it was on the ground, and he could not stop crying at the moment he was in the car.
It’s raining out the window.
And I looked with concern at the Clock of the Bed.
The air conditioner’s running low, and it’s me who can feel the cold in the house.
But Jong-ming Creek is nothing, like the ice on the outside.
It’ll catch a cold. Pneumonia. Cardiacitis is coming with me.
If you’re a grown-up, learn to take care of yourself!
There’s lightning out there and rain is blurry. The temperature seems to be dropping again, and I’m in a hurry. I’ve been holding on to the covers and walking through the body again and again.
Please, don’t be so useless. Let me do one last thing for Jong Ming Creek!
I’ve tried countless times, I’ve never been discouraged. Firmly wanted to be covered in the brook of the clock, or more greedy, I wanted to touch him.
Even, just for a moment.
The body finally got heavy and seemed to feel the feeling of the blanket. I covered his eyebrow with a covers on the brook.
So tired, will it disappear.
It would be enough to touch him at such a heavy price.
I bow my head and gently fall a kiss on the lips of the Clock.
The feathers tend to dazzle their kisses, but they awaken the brooks.
The light pupils were slightly magnified, staring at me.
Zhong Ming Creek is breathing.
Well, hell, it’s scary.
Jong-ming Creek reacted and reached for me before the sound fell. It’s just a step behind and I just disappear in front of him.
Don’t!
I laughed at him: “Live well, Jong-ming Creek.” And my share! I’m sorry.
At the same time, the cell phone rings in a hurry.
“No, Mr. Chung, Miss Tao is in danger! I’m sorry.
5
I’m not gone, I’m still floating around Jong Ming Creek.
The air smells of disinfected water, and the clock-ming Creek sits in a dreary chair. The light in the corridor casts a big shadow, and I found that Jong Ming Creek was in poor shape and his hands were shaking.
I saw myself through the window, lying still. It’s full of pipes and it’s using a respirator to sustain life. Dry and thin, just a machine-maintained corpse.
Oh, I’m still alive, but I’m better off dead.
There’s a doctor coming to talk to Jong-ming Creek.
“The situation of patients is not encouraging. I’m sorry.
Jong-ming Creek is still in shock and is as wet as water. His hands were crossed so that he could contain the tremors and then try to remain calm and talk to the doctor.
“I won’t give up if I have any hope, please do your best! I’m sorry.
The doctor took a breath and said I knew.
Zhong Ming Creek stands up, hands on the glass.
“Peach, get better. Well, I’ll raise your salary and give you a year-end award. I’m sorry.
Jong-ming Creek is a fool, even more stupid than me.
“Will you be happy that Luo Ming and Shen Hsiung Ja have been ruined by me? I’m sorry.
I’m not happy, I’m scared. What if I can’t make it?
I went through the glass and looked at myself in the bed. The abdomen opened a big mouth, the face was blue and the arm was broken. There’s no place in the world. I can’t imagine how painful he was when I was in front of Jong-mong Creek in blood. And he’s probably going to take it twice.
I was holding on to Jong-ming Creek, and he seemed to notice me, mumbling, “Is that you, peaches?” I’m sorry.
I couldn’t answer him. I had to lie silently on the back of Jong Ming Creek.
Jong Ming Creek rarely goes to hospital, he dares not go. He had to talk to the doctor by phone, and he was afraid he would collapse. If he collapses, there’s no one to worry about me.
My mom went early, my dad wasn’t well. My bad news tells my dad he might not be able to handle it before I do.
That day, Jong Ming Creek found an excuse to visit my father. He kindly told my father that I had the best business skills, that it was the company that sold, and that he had sent me as manager to a branch office outside the country. I was in a hurry to say hello and came to visit my dad.
My dad’s a typical Chinese parent because I’m almost three years old and he’s so desperate. He’s got his grandfather doing everything he can. End of story, my dad concluded.
“A son-in-law material! I’m sorry.
Speaking of which, my dad is upset.
“Look what her boyfriend was! I’m sorry.
He said a lot of bad things on the ground, saying he ended up wearing a tear.
“My daughter is dead. Do you remember to fight or not?”
I had to say my dad knew me.
I’m afraid we’d have split if it had really left me. But he’s not. He loves Shen and he can’t leave me. He remembers Shen Taek-ka’s physiology period, and she loves ganme potatoes. But I’ll wait downstairs in the rain for an ice cream at the playground.
I’m lost in having his fantasies, but I’m completely oblivious to the fact that it’s not just an emotional slag. Even a deep sense of blame for their unreasonableness may be added to the feeling of deep feelings.
When you figure it out, you just feel like you don’t have a face.
I hid behind Jong-mong Creek ashamed I couldn’t get into the suture, and my dad opened the chat box. He talked to Jong-mong Creek about speculation, and I’ve been out of my mind since I was a kid. Even when I was a kid, when I was a kid, when I called someone else’s mother, I went after my family. It’s not like you’re laughing.
“When I was a kid, I looked stupid and now I can be alone. I’m sorry.
“Peaches are very competitive.” I’m sorry.
“How can you take care of him?” I’m sorry.
My dad pulled a string out of his pocket and gave it to Jong Ming Creek.
“This is the one I went to the temple to seek peace for the peach, and she was born. I’m too old to send a delivery. You young people will get these things. Please send them to her for me. I’m sorry.
And the Zhongming Creek solemnly put the peace in his arms: “Yes, uncle, I will surely give it to her. I’m sorry.
I waved at my dad and followed Jong Ming Creek back to his house.
I don’t know who’s obsessed, but I can’t be more than five meters from Belling Creek.
It’s a little bit of a benefit, like when he showers, I sit on the toilet and watch.
I was a little embarrassed at first, but I enjoyed it a lot.
He can’t see me. I’ll be seen by someone else.
No, no, no.
I’ve got my chin in my hand, and I’ve got my eye on Belling Creek.
Hey, look at the collarbone, the throat, the abs.
Oh, oh, oh, great size.
Ahem, I can’t say it anymore.
While I admired this beautiful man’s bathing map, I found my amulet hanging around my neck by the Zhongming Creek.
Yeah, well, after all, I was lying down at the ICT.
But why is his eyes getting weirder?
I see only the cruising of the Zhong Minh brook and my name is softly and softly.
“Peach? I’m sorry.
“Aah?”
His eyes are soft and indissoluble, with a little bit of tears.
“I miss you, Peaches. I’m sorry.
Six.
And another poaching of peaches was called from the brook, and I finally responded to it at the moment when the sight met.
He saw me!
Do ghosts get blushing?
I just feel like a hot air evaporating and my face turns red into a monkey’s ass. How dare you look at your toes, how dare you look up to the color of Chung Minh Creek.
Good thing he quickly put on the bathrobe and walked with him. And I became the back of that, and I was standing in the back of the brook.
“Are you always on my back? I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
I nod my head and I saw the red eardrums of the Clock.
“I’m sorry we’ve been seeing each other for so long. I’m sorry.
He must have done it on purpose!
“Take off the amulet and you won’t see it! I’m sorry.
Zhongming Creek raised his hand and held that little object.
“No, I can’t. I’m sorry.
I was lying next to Jong-ming Creek that night and he couldn’t sleep like a child.
Close your eyes and open them later. It is not enough to make sure that I’m around, but to reach out to the five officials’ contours again and again.
I said, “It’s naive.” I’m sorry.
Zhongming Creek is crying: “Abidden is childish.” I’m sorry.
“I’m so scared you’ll suddenly disappear. I’m sorry.
I’m holding the finger of Jong-mong Creek, though I can’t touch it. But face-to-face is another kind of intimacy.
“No, Jong-ming Creek. I’ll be all right. You’ll have to tell me. I’m sorry.
“Good. I’m sorry.
Tomorrow’s the weekend, autumn comes the summer summer, and it’s a good day for traveling.
I went fishing in Jong-mong Creek and packed my things and I saw the ringing.
Hey.
It’s been such a bad morning, and I’m sure I’ll never catch a fish today.
He’s probably having a bad time. He’s wrinkled and he’s all drunk. The moustache, the hair and the straw are no different. The eyes were covered with red blood, and the mad dog came up like it saw the brakes of Jong-ming Creek.
“Where is the tomb of the peach? I’ll see her!”
Jong-ming Creek pushed him cold.
Don’t even think about it!
I ate the door shut and the moo-ming wouldn’t stop. The way of Jong-mong Creek was stopped from letting him go, even making a fight.
Behind him is the same bitterness, and she has some problems and some resentment.
That look seems to have appeared on me countless times, giving up and continuing to be equally unsatisfied.
Shen spoke to me as a victor on the day when I declared the break-up with Luming.
“You’ll never beat me. I’m sorry.
Does she feel ridiculous now?
But it’s none of my business. Let them go!
I hold the arms of Jong-ming Creek.
Let’s go! I’m sorry.
Zhong Ming Creek looks at Shen Zhuong Jia: “What about your husband?” I’m sorry.
She responded to Ka-chul and she pulled over. The other one fell in her arms for drinking and didn’t even have my name in his mouth.
She’s at last unable to stop her, and she’s crashing in front of Jong Ming Creek.
“Why, why are you messing with us? If the peach dies, it’s her fault. Why should I? I’m sorry.
Jong Ming Creek pulls the sunglasses down and pulls a mock rad out of his mouth.
“Because you deserve it. I’m sorry.
This statement says Shen has been completely held up to Kaya, but he has shed tears.
“The means to do it. I’m sorry.
Those who deliberately act intimately in front of me in order to fight for my means. On purpose, it left a mark on the gift that was given to me, deliberately comforting him after we were normal.
I can’t hold my hand in Chung Ming Creek anymore.
“Now, this piece of shit gave it to you. I’m sorry.
It’s over! It’s over!
The fishing area is a private hill, and the water is so quiet. It is surrounded by an onions of water, mixed with low bushes. The ripe fruit is the same red as the gem, and it looks delicious.
Zhong Ming Creek wears hooks and hangs bait. I sat on the shore with him for two hours.
Not a single fish.
“Can you do it?”
Zhongming Creek frowning: “No, the boss puts fish in every month. I’m sorry.
He’s joking and he’s serious: “Isn’t your pussy too heavy?” I’m sorry.
I had to hammer him with my hand, and Jong-mong Creek became more serious.
“Did you ever think about what would happen if you stayed? I’m sorry.
And I said, “What will happen?”
The man groaned: “Maybe it’ll really be a ghost.” I’m sorry.
I also thought of myself lying in that ICU half dead.
“What shall we do?”
“There’s gotta be a way back. I’m sorry.
His voice just fell and Shen was silent behind us.
She’s so angry that she’s as scary as a ghost.
And Shen curses to Jinghong Ming Creek with evil curses: “Die, you lunatic! I’m sorry.
She pushed so hard that Jong-mong Creek fell into the water with a human pole.
Jong-ming Creek can do anything but swim. He can’t even jump in the water, so he’ll be a ghost before me.
Shen is standing on the shore, laughing, “Die, go down with your peach.” I’m sorry.
I’ve got a scoundrel in the water, trying to find out what it feels like to touch Jong-mong Creek. There’s only one thing that comes together.
I’m gonna touch him. I’m gonna touch him!
Finally, I touched Jong-mong Creek’s clothes.
I grabbed Jong-mong Creek and I tried so hard to get him to shore. I found the Shen on the side of her, and she couldn’t say anything to Kay, but looked at me in terror.
I laughed at her.
Shen Hsiao-ja’s screaming and crawling out of here.
Actually, I’m out of strength. The feeling of disappearing is getting stronger, and it’s hard to reach Jong-yung Creek to grab my wrist, but it’s just to watch me become transparent.
“No, peach, don’t do this. I’m sorry.
The two hands of Jong Ming Creek held on to me and nothing was caught.
“It’s all my fault, why I care so much why I didn’t find her here. Jesus Christ, please give me another chance! I’m sorry.
I saw a transparent line between me and Jong-ming Creek, connecting me to his heart.
And when I completely disintegrated, the wire disappeared.
I suddenly understood what that was.
It’s the philosophies of Jong-ming Creek, and it connects with each other because of someone’s deep-seated emotions.
“Bye, Chung Minh Creek. I’m sorry.
I finally looked at him and I felt like I was being sucked in. A thousand times, the head is white. Pain makes me scream, and only mosquitoes sound as little.
There was someone standing by my bed and remembering a white shirt with a fragrance.
“Are you awake?”
“Who are you?”
“Your love, Lum. I’m sorry.
7
The body that has just woken up is in a state of insinuation and is so full of brains that it cannot even identify the person in front of it. You can only blink and try to find a memory.
However, no results.
Slinging down, gently touching my cheek.
“Sorry, it’s all my fault. I’m sorry.
Nearth the warmth of a foot, but there is no reason to create a feeling of resistance.
“Get away from me!”
When it hit the ground, it showed a wounded face.
“What’s wrong with you, peach? You like me the most? I’m sorry.
I can’t believe I’m scared. It’s too strange. And I didn’t have any feelings of intimacy, except for resistance.
“Where am I going?”
“Where are you going? This is the hospital. You’re not going anywhere until you’re well. I’m sorry.
I unwittingly called out the name of Jong-mong Creek, a move that made it impervious. But he was still rational, at least not to me.
“Peach, don’t mention that name again. I don’t like it. I’m sorry.
The slams down my head and drop a kiss on my forehead.
“Come on, get better. We’ll get married. I’m sorry.
The eyelids are getting heavier and the bodies that are not recovered cannot stay awake for long. It’s just that the body is asleep and the brain is not. I watched myself rise up, and I walked behind me. Watching him drive home, watching Shen hysteria with him, scolding him for his ruthlessness.
I seem to have understood something, and the memory is becoming clearer.
I’m not dead. I’m alive. I need to find Jong Ming Creek!
There’s a wire on the chest that’s coming up, and it’s reconnecting with a broken attachment.
I followed this line, looking for the same Jong-ming Creek that was lying in the same bed.
He seems to have choked, and I heard several doctors discussing his condition.
Why did I get him out of the water that day?
Jong-ming Creek is unconscious, and I can’t be his back, I can only go back to my body.
The broken body is coming back to life, and I can no longer find out where Chung Minh Creek is. And even worse, I found that it seemed a little irregular. In other words, he controls my personal freedom.
It’s noon again, and I’m fed with a spoon. Outside the window, Shen was looking in the window.
“Why do you have to, Ulming? We broke up. I’m sorry.
Put down the spoon and smile at me without laughing.
“So you like the Chung now? I’m sorry.
I wanted to answer, but he blocked me.
“Don’t say that again. I don’t like it. I’m sorry.
And We determined: “Where is he? I shall see him.” I’m sorry.
There was nothing to hide: “He’s in the water and he’s not awake yet. So I take care of you, and as for Shen Taek-ja, you don’t have to worry. I’m sorry.
There was a whisper outside the door and it seemed that someone had kicked into the wall.
I looked at the shadows, not very humble.
“I remember you told me your favorite thing in your life was Shen Sae-ja. I’m sorry.
And the earth shakes its head, and shakes its head: I saw not my heart, and wavered between you. After this accident, I knew that I loved you the most. I’m sorry.
The earth beams hold me: “Peach, do not leave me.” I’m sorry.
Damn, you piece of shit.
It’s a pity my leg is still in trouble, or I’ll have to kick him to death.
It’s working in the afternoon, so it’s not gonna take long. I left after talking to the doctor and nurse, and I couldn’t talk to them. It’s probably what Lumei told me, no matter what I said, just let me rest.
I’m calling Bell Ming Creek, and I’ll never get through. I’m upset and I’m going to the bathroom in a wheelchair. The mirror is thinner than a skin, and the cheeks are like skulls. The eyes were also missing, with a plaster on one hand and blue and purple marks on the other hand.
There’s no place for this vein.
Jong Ming Creek saved me. I could have died long ago without him.
I whispered to myself in the mirror: “Where are you, Jong-ming Creek?” I’m sorry.
A black shadow emerges slowly behind me, and the contours are very clear, as I know them.
“Hey, Peaches, I’m here!”
I almost fell to the ground so I could stand on the table. Zhong Ming Creek bends over and rubs my face.
“That’s nice, Peaches. You’re awake. I’m sorry.
Jong Ming Creek stands behind me. He’s taller than I am and needs to step down to get me in my arms.
“That’s great, Peaches. I’m sorry.
And We hold the finger of the brook, and there is no sense of truth, but there is sufficient comfort.
Where are you?
“City Hospital. I’m sorry.
I was surprised, “I met you the other day. I’m sorry.
I look up and I’m looking at Jong-ming Creek.
Shen Toka?
And he shakes his head: “It is the earth, and I am the dead.” The owner came back in time to save his life. I’m sorry.
“Is there any surveillance in that place? I’m sorry.
“is a dead corner. I’m sorry.
“What shall we do?”
He must go to prison without evidence.
The Zhongming Creek said, “She was there that day, and she and Lu Ming pressed me into the water. Topper, if you’re going to send him to prison, you’ll have to see her. I’m sorry.
I nod my head: I know. I’m sorry.
And when I came back to me the next day, I did not resist, but were submissive. He’s glad I got my phone.
“You’ve just woken up. I’m sorry.
“Be good.” I’m sorry.
And We gave him a tender hand: “I know, baby. You won’t be in touch with Shen Sae-ja anymore, will you? I’m sorry.
His face was shivering, but his hands were shaking without trace.
“No, I won’t. I’m sorry.
I just went over my phone. It’s not only that he was wiped clean about Jong-mong Creek, but he was connected to my account.
“I’m going to work. I’ll see you tomorrow. I’m sorry.
I put up with it and kissed him in the face.
When he left, I shouted softly at the door: “Come and talk.” I’m sorry.
She was there, and she was no longer a woman, but she was more irrational than I was before.
“Peach, you’re proud now! Is it funny to look at me? I’m sorry.
I quietly turned on the recording and put my phone on the table.
“I feel sorry for you and for myself.” I’m sorry.
Shen is wondering, “What do you mean? I’m sorry.
“In the end, we’re both poor people who have been tricked by the music. Believe it or not, change position. He’ll tear his heart apart. He only cares about himself. I’m sorry.
Shen was a little shaken, and she looked at me on her own and tried to find something.
“What are you trying to say? I’m sorry.
And We revealed unto her a mercy: I pity thee, and thou art not made to know by a gun. You remember what you did that day at the river? You two, attempted to murder Jong Ming Creek! I’m sorry.
“How do you know? “I saw you the other day! I’m sorry.
I only smiled at her, trying to crush her psychological defence.
“There’s a god up three feet above his head. I’m sorry.
Shen was holding her head and I walked up to her and hugged her.
“It’s not too late to turn back, and it’s been so long since the two of us were tricked, it’s no longer worth the mistake of this scum. Besides, Jong-ming Creek will wake up sooner or later and it’ll be too late for that. I’m sorry.
I feel sorry for myself and I feel sorry for myself. Frankly, we both love the wrong person.
“It was the day that the bells pushed the brook into the water, right? I’m sorry.
She looked at me like she didn’t say anything but softly.
I gave the tape to the police until the end of the day I couldn’t believe my senior love brain would call the police.
And all I did was point out to him, “Scumbags, go and sit on your back.” I’m sorry.
I wasn’t well yet. I was taken to the city hospital.
Jong-ming Creek lies in bed and, although it has passed its dangerous period, it is simply unable to wake up.
I look at this big man floating around with a headache. How do I get him back?
Zhongming Creek Shack: Can’t always wake up the Sleeping Prince like the fairy tale? I’m sorry.
I looked at him with a white eye, and the brook covered his face.
“It’s okay, if you want to kiss me, I can pretend I didn’t see it. I’m sorry.
It’s obvious that this man is speaking in his heart, not being honest.
But it doesn’t seem impossible for him to be so pathetic.
And We bowed down, and laid down a kiss on the lips of the brook, and rose up and saw the eyes of those who were smooth.
“The Green fairy tales aren’t all for children, nor for adults like me. I’m sorry.
He bent his eyebrow.
“Good morning, my peach.”
(concluded)
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Published in 2022-07-26 10:32 Prohibition of Reproduction
The spring wind crosses and love breeds.
My love.
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