I sent a copy of my girlfriend’s boyfriend’s king’s account to the owners. I sent a copy of my girlfriend’s boyfriend’s king’s account to the owners.
Five minutes later.
I knocked on the door to Linkawa upstairs.
Brother, can I see first? I’m sorry.
Baby’s hungry, baby’s eating.
One.
Three stars for potatoes, four stars for corn. A strange material requisition was sent to the owner community.
It was ignored, and soon the search was brushed with words and voice.
This time.
Head of household 1802: “Weakly speaking, I have here 20 pounds of rice, potatoes, corn, cucumbers, beef, eggs, and all kinds of fruit and fast food. I’m sorry.
1802 Head of household: “So… now is there a wild king who takes me to the stars? I’m sorry.
There’s food!
Take it!
Quiet in the crowd, quick start with the account numbers, and I immediately asked my best friend for the king’s account.
Three nationally ranked wild heroes, glorification of 80 stars, are also shining in a crowd.
And in order to avoid that the information was brushed too quickly, 1802 ignored my response, and I’ve done Etter three times, and I’m sure a lot of people in the building must be as excited as I was to be turned over.
1802 head of household @you.
1802 Head of household: Private chat. I’m sorry.
“Aah! I screamed with excitement, “honey,” a pillow fell on my head from the sofa.
Ms. Lin, my mother, was very reluctant to say, “Call out and be quiet so that metabolism is slow and not so easy to starve.” I’m sorry.
“Madam, have some respect for me. Your daughter has just become a magician and can turn out food. I’m sorry.
Ms. Lin flipped a white eye: “Tell me something. I’m sorry.
“I’m going upstairs to 1802 play the game. I’m sorry.
Ms. Lin said, “Don’t go, it’s so dangerous outside. Who knows what the man upstairs is doing? What if you get fooled? Family toilets and garbage cans cannot be left without responsibility. I’m sorry.
“They said in the group that playing games with him can change food, and three stars can replace one potato. I’m sorry.
The door was opened at once, and Ms. Lin’s vision was shameless: “My late-grave wizard, will you save me a piece of meat?” I actually prefer metabolism faster. I’m sorry.
“Yeah, better be beef, low fat, no fat. I’m sorry.
Two.
Knocked on the door and a man in a hoodie with a bad hair appeared in front of him.
“This aunt, are you the king of the wild?” That’s not very nice.
I looked down and looked at myself for a week, and I couldn’t see the cuffs of color and three days of unwashed hair, but I couldn’t help but correct them.
Don’t you ever hear of a monk? I’m sorry.
I’ve heard of it. “It’s not the same for a monk and an aunt. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
Well, it’s the old man who’s got the food these days, not to mention the beef and the pride.
And you can eat for dinner?
I’ll nod my head when I’m done. I’m sorry.
Men seem to be more averse, but they are much more lazy to ask, let the door open and point to the disinfectant on the door, “I’m afraid to disinfect first. I’m sorry.
I’m afraid you’ll find someone to give you a score?
After the disinfection, the man showed me the eye fridge.
Double door!
It’s huge! I’m sure the thief can play it!
Open the fridge. All the foods are on top.
Strawberries! This is the neighborhood. This is the angel.
Brother, you’re so handsome. “You look so handsome in your hoarding.”
The man was a bit surprised and confident: “I know. I’m sorry.
It’s not surprising.
“Do you want to start?”
The man nodded his head and shouted, “Peachy.” I’m sorry.
A little girl jumped out of her bedroom, tied up with a little braid, dressed for hair, “Sister, we can start. I’m sorry.
I looked at men and little girls.
“Don’t you understand? Peaches is your boss. I’m sorry.
The girl named Peaches smiled with two dimples, sweet and sly, and said, “Sister, all this food was in my stock a while ago, so you called my boss okay. I’m sorry.
I can’t figure it out. I even want to jump up and clap my hands.
When you know the boss, go to the game, and the man goes back to his room, it seems like I’m comfortable with the peaches.
“It’s a big heart, and I’m not afraid I’ll tie up the peaches and take the food back. I’m sorry.
The man stopped and said, “If you tie her, I’ll give you two pounds of fruit.” I’m sorry.
Peaches is very upset. “Linkawa, if you bully me again, I’ll tell Mom you want me to cook! Don’t take care of me!”
Linkawa grunted softly and ignored it.
“I’m ready, top score! I’m sorry.
I opened up the game, and I had a bad heart.
After a round, the peaches looked down at the stars, and they wondered, “Sister, aren’t you the wild king? Why is this food? I’m sorry.
Peaches, I didn’t mean to lie to you, but who made you seduce me with that food?
I choked, “Peach, I’ve been hungry for two days, and that’s not good.” I’m sorry.
Peachy took a bag with sympathy and went back. “You’re not lying to me, are you? I’m sorry.
“No way, sister is the most honest. I’m sorry.
“That’s good. Peachy smiled, and said, “I said my sister is so beautiful, she’ll have a stomachache if she cheats on the children, and she’ll marry the old man in Linkawa again!” I’m sorry.
I eat enough to hear what I hear, and follow the way: “Of course! I’m sorry.
I’ve been on my knees for five or six times, and I’ve eaten an oaf.
“Sister, you’re not a wild king. I’m sorry.
I’m:
“But it doesn’t matter. I’m just trying to play games because I don’t want to be alone with Linkawa. “And my mom’s been pushing my brother to get married, and now she’s on her honeymoon with my dad. I’m sorry.
“Did you know that one of our classmates was the one whose uncle was found in a game? I’m sorry.
Your parents are gonna be so happy.
“But it’s hard, like your brother, not many people seem to like it. “The skin is thick, the mouth is venomous, it’s still normal.
“I know, but we’re good, sister. Do you want a pizza steak, strawberry oranges? “The Devil’s Girl slowly opened the big two-door fridge and showed an angelic smile.
I’m…
“Well, what did your brother like? I’m serious.
3
“My brother likes to study. I’m sorry.
“Good guy, I’m allergic to learning. I’m sorry.
“My brother likes to play. I’m sorry.
“I’m a housewife, sports insulation. I’m sorry.
“My brother…”
“Hey, I don’t like it either…”
“Sister, I haven’t said it yet. I’m sorry.
It’s another series of coughs, and I’m holding my forehead. I’m sorry.
Do you drink yoghurt? “Peachy is naive.
“Drink. I’m sorry.
“So… “
“I was saying the opposite! I’m sorry.
You’ve been alive for 22 years and you’ve been fighting for a kid!
After a whole bottle of yogurt, I knocked on the door of the library under the little peach’s “Voice.”
“What’s the matter?” I said.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
“It’s none of my business. Irinkawa’s quick answer.
In her head, she said that Limkawa, who looks like a venomous man, was shy and often just proud.
I pushed the door.
At the “powdering” it was clear that Ishikawa’s head was about to open the door.
I, on the surface, said, “Sorry, I didn’t notice. I’m sorry.
I, in my heart, said, “It’s true that I’m so proud that I’m going to open the door. I’m sorry.
“I’ll give you a blow. I can’t wait to hear from Linkawa, but my right hand has been rubbing his forehead first.
The messy hair was touched open with its bare skin and bright eyes.
Actually, if you wash your hair, Linkawa’s looking good.
“Have you eaten enough tofu?” Linkawa picks the frown.
Here’s to take back what he just said about his beauty.
Irinkawa walked away from me, and the sight fell on my face. I’m sorry.
Peachy said that I can’t get the oil in Rinkawa, if I can get him to get more.
And I’m so sad, “I just learned the bad news, it’s so sad, and I don’t want to indoctrinate her with negative energy, so I want to talk to you. I’m sorry.
Irinkawa shakes his head, and it’s all right, “I don’t want to be inculcated in negative energy. I’m sorry.
“Big brother, I knew you were so kind and would listen. I’ll be back soon.
Linkawa is silent.
“I just found out that there are more than seven billion people in the world, and that carbon dioxide is astronomical in every second. It may not be long before Antarctica melts, and the sea level rises. I’m sorry.
I couldn’t help but celebrate my home with a long sigh.
“What are you going to do now, you’re not going to breathe to reduce CO2?” Irinkawa asked.
The same look as the peaches.
It’s definitely brother and sister!
I took the opportunity to walk inside, and there was a simple log table and a whole row of books in the study, with a lot of novels on it, or a story.
“To You Loved in Time” – River and River.
Sweet, cut.
Sweet Man, no dog! I can’t believe he’s still reading sweets.
I couldn’t stop looking at me, and I couldn’t wait to say, “You love sweetness too, and so do I, and I love love love too much.” I can’t believe we have a common idol, Ha ha ha ha. I’m sorry.
“We’re good friends, too. I’m sorry.
My new friend Linkawa’s eyes changed, and asked, “What do you like about the river?” I’m sorry.
4
“It’s good to be beautiful, isn’t it true that sweet words are written by beautiful people? I’m sorry.
For God’s sakes, that’s what I’m talking about.
And the author is not pleased with the fact that he’s a single dog who hasn’t even talked about love.
I just found out that Linkawa’s ears fell a little bit dizzy.
Strange, I’m not happy with the river. He’s not shy.
But if I don’t catch this obvious crack, I’m really sorry for Mrs. Lin at home.
“Big brother, since we’re so lucky, I have an unwelcome invitation to wonder if you can accept it. I’m sorry.
“What? Irinkawa is not easy.
“As a good friend, can I bring a steak back? I’ve got an old man and a small man, and I’m expected to bring some meat back to my work. I’m sorry.
“What? I’m sorry.
Irinkawa’s mouth is frozen, and the atmosphere of peace has just melted.
“Get out. I’m sorry.
“All right, brother, let’s do this later. I’m sorry.
Get out of the room and go to Peaches. “Boss, it’s a tough job. It’s a tough job. I’m sorry.
The little peach looked at me, “Well, forget it. I’ll find someone else, so don’t bother my sister. I’m sorry.
And I said, “Mr. Peach, that’s not what I meant. We’re just saying if we can advance some money first, after all, eat to work for you.” I’m sorry.
Little peaches seem to be considering.
I was so busy adding, “I’ve made progress, I’ve built up a deep friendship with your brother, and I’m sure it’ll be a breakthrough soon.” Don’t you want to see your brother’s misery in the hands of your girlfriend? I’m sorry.
Peach fox question: “Really? I’m sorry.
“I swear. I’m sorry.
“Okay, you send.”
“…”
“Mr. Peach, it’s all the neighborhoods. I’m sorry.
“Well, that’s okay. I’m sorry.
I wept with joy when I performed a life in front of the peaches, “Listen to me thank you for having you, warming myself.” I’m sorry.
Peachy, “How did you get out? I’m sorry.
I’m embarrassed to find a hole in it.
Lin Twaon crossed me, took a bottle of juice from the fridge, handed me a bottle of it with familiar compassion, as if it were a small animal on the street.
“You’re welcome, keep dancing. I’m sorry.
You think I have no temper?
I opened the lid, and I took a taste, and I danced, who!
Who knows when the stomach suddenly hurts, and the peaches pour a glass of warm water to the side, then shout out the sound of the forest, and some people are dying.
I’m still here.
I was lying on the couch with my stomach covered, and I repented: “Peachy, I shouldn’t have lied to you, I have mercy, I have brought the curse on you.” I’m sorry.
One layer of cold sweat fell down, and before he fainted he saw Linkawa leaning down, ripped my eyelids and unlocked my phone.
I don’t know.
Be gentle, my friend. I’m still alive!
5
I was surrounded by a layer of shrimp, sushi, and oxen, and hot-pot snail powder.
“Come and eat us. I’m sorry.
“Come and eat us. I’m sorry.
I smiled, “Okay, okay, I’m eating. I’m sorry.
One pulls over the shrimp, the scent comes in, bites up, bites, bites.
“That’s so strong. Does the shrimp dance “The Dragon Fist”? I’m sorry.
– If Hua Chi is alive.
– Zhangyang is cured.
– Foreign countries learn Chinese.
– To inspire my national consciousness.
When the shrimp tail was so strong, my cheeks sore, the whole man woke up from his dream.
In front of you, Peaches, Miss Lin and Linkawa.
Eyes on each other, eyes on each other.
The pain on his face was as if he had been slapped, and I quickly swept their eyes, and We were weak: “Who hit me?” I’m sorry.
The peaches murmuring.
Ms. Lin looked down at the waistline.
The face of the forest is the same.
I want to talk, Linkawa says, “When will you catch me?” I’m sorry.
My wolf claws grabbed Linkawa’s left arm, and there were clear teeth on top, and there was even some saliva.
It’s clear.
“Chou, let’s call it even. I’m sorry.
I didn’t say anything. When I sat up straight, Ms. Lin said, “You’re a good boy. You drink sour milk juice together when your period comes. I’m sorry.
Peachy’s eyes are dim: “My mother-in-law, blame me, I didn’t notice. I’m sorry.
Who knows, when We look towards Foresta, that he did not respond, but accepted it openly.
Ms. Lin put down her anger and said with a soft voice, “The harm is on her own family. Is there a guacamole floor?
“Can the mango lasagna do?”
Ms. Lin smiled like a flower.
I dragged Linkawa into the study while Peachy and Miss Lin were talking, “What’s going on? I’m sorry.
“Something happened to you at my house, of course, to your parents. I’m sorry.
“Through that, I’d like to ask what Peachy just said about his mother, her, me, you and her. I’m sorry.
Linkawa looked at me, “You really want to know? I’m sorry.
I nod my head.
“Your mother saw the bride price for you and the peaches. I’m sorry.
Ms. Lin, you’re shameless, because I’m trying to trick you, wrong, make you beef, sell me.
I went to the living room and tried to blame Ms. Lin. I didn’t know that she had taken a look at me first, and said, “What’s wrong with you?” I’m sorry.
“Don’t worry, my brother will marry.” I’m sorry.
“Is your mother thirsty, Linkawa? Why don’t you pour your mother-in-law tea? I’m sorry.
Irinkawa said, “Where is the tea?” I’m sorry.
Peaches wrinkled: “I’m useless, I don’t know where the tea is, and I’m here to help you.” I’m sorry.
“My mother-in-law, my brother’s not very smart, but he’s got a lot of good, and he’s a family man. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
Ms. Lin has ears up.
Little Peaches vibrate.
Irinkawa is as black as iron.
And I had no reason to laugh.
And the eyes of Linkawa were suddenly filled with compassion and rivalry.
It’s impossible not to arrest a sister like that.
Dinner was at Linchean’s house, where Ms. Lin ate and laughed and arranged to go to the park with Peaches.
Ms. Lin and I went to the door, and Ms. Lin took the lead, and it didn’t mean, “You young people want to talk, don’t go so fast. I’m sorry.
Irinkawa was followed by peaches who told the mahjong threats.
It’s a bit awkward, and I had to get ahead of it, “Don’t you mind, that’s my mom’s sex. She’s just looking out. I’m sorry.
Irinkawa’s voice is soft.
I looked at Linkawa’s arm, and I realized, “Your hand looks good.” I’m sorry.
It’s hard to be embarrassed.
“It’s late. Get some rest. I’m sorry.
After that, he rubbed my cockhole and left a “See you tomorrow.” I’m sorry.
I stopped for a while and came home to wonder what his last hand was doing.
Shouldn’t he think I’m upset, or should he come over here to comfort me by being bullied by peaches and feeling guilty?
Or is he hitting on me?
Looking at myself in the mirror, I determined the answer.
“Linkawa’s got a crush on me. I’m so pretty and cute. Who in the world wouldn’t like it! I’m sorry.
Six.
The next morning, Ms. Lin called me up on time and asked me to go up and play games.
I thought about it, and I took it seriously.
We can’t be sorry about Linkawa’s preference.
When I got upstairs, Peaches didn’t get up, thinking that the game was cancelled in the morning, and Linkawa suddenly went to the game and swung me, “We’re not online? I’m sorry.
I can’t hear anything. Well, you think I won’t find out?
I bet Rinkawa’s so excited that he won’t pick a hero for a while.
When I got into the game, I picked the shooter, and I was laughing a little bit, and I was still hiding my emotions.
To prove that Linkawa is looking at me, he’s always looking at him, and he’s dressed very neatly today, with a white shirt and a few jasmines on him.
It’s true that in front of our beloved, men who are so scruffy will love it.
“Auxiliary keeping up. I’m sorry.
“Auxiliary”?
“Thank you, Chiwa, don’t send. I’m sorry.
I looked back and the picture was dark.
A group disappeared during the fighting, waited for its mate to die, and was insulted by the team member when he angered the five-killed. And I gave up my tongue, and then I saw Lin Tzukawa, and said, “Can win, wait for a wave.” I’m sorry.
And the moment of the roll, my teamman stood on the enemy’s archer of the crystal Zazankawa, and I followed him with excitement, saying, “Caucasus, O cow.” I’m sorry.
I’m so excited to be sitting on the right hand of Linkawa, and there’s not enough distance between them.
“Do you pretend to be a wild king next time?” Irinkawa laughs.
“The lesson of Chuan is that the little one must listen. “I took the glass on the table, covered it up, and then I saw Linkawa staring at the glass in my hand.
“You’re thirsty too? I’m sorry.
“This is my cup. I’m sorry.
And when he was alive, it was clear that the temperature on his face could be felt, and he could only stagger and say: “I did not mean to do it, and I am the one who follows.” I’m sorry.
“I know, I don’t care. Irinkawa’s answer is easy.
“What happened to your face I took your innocence? I’m angry.
“Just kidding you.” I’m sorry.
I was wrong. How can I have that aesthetic look at me?
I’m so angry that I’m ready to go to the kitchen bag of bread to comfort myself and eat the greasy man.
But the dress that was carefully prepared was crushed by Linkawa, and I was raised too hard, and I was brought back with the Slavic sound, one of which was unstable and stuck in her arms.
“Linchuan, have you made breakfast? “The peaches came out with their eyes covered.
Help, there’s no indecent scene.
I grabbed the skirt and avoided the light and said, “Don’t get me wrong. It’s an accident. I can explain. I’m sorry.
“Linchuan, explain. I’m sorry.
And behold, the peaches closed their eyes and turned back to their rooms, and said, “I was sleepwalking, I was sleepwalking, and I was wooing, and I could not see, and I could not hear.” I’m sorry.
“I can’t hear you. I’m sorry.
7
I changed my clothes in the bathroom and I walked out.
Linkawa stood outside the door like a sculpture.
“This dress belongs to your ex-girlfriend? It doesn’t feel good for me. “The little eye medicine.
“Ex-girlfriend? “It’s my mother’s. I’m sorry.
“That’s a good idea, actually. I hit a ha ha.
Irinkawa turned back, seemed to smile, looked at it again, but only saw the calm look.
It’s a game, or it’s a game with Mr. Peach, and there’s no pressure.
But it’s impossible to leave. We’ll have lunch.
Why don’t you come and take advantage?
I was lying on the couch, and my cell phone was turned on, and I was so happy.
“What are you looking at? After the silence, Linkawa asked first.
“An ancient typhus, beautiful. ‘The abuse of the heavens and the earth, and the mountains and the seas are not equal to the heaven’s other parts.’
Linkawa’s eyebrow seems to have been twisted.
“What, don’t you like to read Sorrow? I’m sorry.
“It’s all right, it’s nice, it’s very moving. I’m sorry.
“Yeah, me too. I thought of the sweet novels on his bookshelf with a sentence: “But sweet words are good, and those who love sweet words must be beautiful and loving.” I’m sorry.
Rinkawa’s face is finally better.
In the meantime,
Editor Song Lihae, do you have an interview tomorrow? You remember the morning time.
I looked into the kitchen for lunch in Linkawa.
“I’ll try. I’m sorry.
Song: What is the matter with you that your neighborhood is sealed and you have no one?
I cleared my voice and returned a voice.
“I’ve recently taken up a big job, and the boss can’t fool around, but we have to do something. I’m sorry.
Song: Who’s digging you up? I want to see who dared to steal my author! Don’t want to live, right?
“Not this. I’m sorry.
Xiao Song: Which is it?
“It’s spring! Spring! I’m sorry.
Xiao Song: You’ve been a single dog for thousands of years, how can you be in love? I’ll go first and you’ll remember tomorrow.
Who says you can’t have a relationship if you want to?
I couldn’t help but grunting out, and Linkawa just walked out, wooing, “Where are the big people?” I’m sorry.
Shit, who’s got a sting in the spring?
Peachy covered her eyes with her hand. “Linkawa, are you ready? I’m starving. I’m sorry.
After that, she dropped her hand and looked at the calm living room and made a groan.
“Linchuan, Mom’s right. You should be examined. I’m sorry.
I almost spilled my old blood.
This sister-in-law seems a little awkward.
8
A total of four authors interviewed on the website were pulled into a chat software, with a small number of fans in addition to the moderator and author.
Moderator: Ladies can now try wheat and have five minutes to begin the interview.
Flamingo: Good morning. Can you hear me?
Sweet and soft.
Yew smiled, and he said, “Well, can you hear me?
Quietly alienated.
The unsatisfied barley jumps, seems to have been delayed, and it took a while to get a little dumb, but the sound is good and not boring.
Just sounds familiar. Where did you hear it?
BL: Hello! Here’s my schoolmate.
Under the room, the readers were blindfolded.
Fan: The late mom is coming, run!
I felt wrong, and said, “Isn’t I not your sweet ones, when I was given a knife and I was asked to leave?” I’m sorry.
The moderator, Jiang Ning, laughed: since the knife was mentioned, it might be useful to use it as a warm ground.
Jiang Ning: What’s the reason why you’ve been focusing on the torture track since Mrs. Hate left? Have you thought about changing the style of writing sweets?
Of course, I wrote sweets, except that a few of the sweets had fallen to nothing, but it was a good trip.
As the biggest fan of abuse.
I had to answer: I didn’t think about writing sweet words, the ruthlessness of young couples, the cynicism of close couples, love, separation from life, conflicts of nations, the magnitude of these patterns and the number of conflicts that most resonate with readers.
In the channel, fans: Yes, yes, it resonates, just like sending blades.
“and sweetness is too smooth to suit younger readers. I’m sorry.
“I disagree. A man’s voice came in suddenly.
Rivers are not happy with wheat.
“There is no substitute for the joy that sweet words bring, and perhaps some people will think that sweet plays are simple and emotional, but aren’t these all the lives that readers want? I’m sorry.
“At first sight, in love, in love, in love with each other, in a sweet school…” Sometimes, the reader does not need a particularly large pattern, a particularly large number of contradictions and conflicts. I’m sorry.
“The mountains of the Rivers, walking in canoes, are satisfied. I’m sorry.
I can’t help but look at the white eye and cut it, and that’s too much to say.
The fans have become more active when the river has not spoken well.
– Mrs. River said well and could write such sweet words.
– Mrs. Saigau, she’ll write forever.
In the room, I started a “friendly discussion” with an unpopular fan.
“Mrs. River, I’m not losing sight of sweet words, and what I just said is a little personal. But I’m sure it’s sweet to hear from Mrs. River, but I don’t know if I can talk to you about it, and I think the readers would love it. I’m sorry.
I smiled and responded.
The sweet cry of the low, the murmur of the flame fruit: Can you say that?
YET: Shh, let’s not talk.
Maybe it’s too pyrotechnic so that Jiangning coughed a few times, euphemismally saying that Mrs. Hate seems more gossipful than I do, but it’s a personal matter…
The river didn’t hesitate to answer: I was not in love.
Jiang Ning: Ha ha, it’s true that the Sugar Man is mostly single. So what made Mrs. River choose to write and even always write sweet?
For whatever reason, it’s not good-looking. No one wants to fall in love with him.
“I had a friend in high school, we never met, but we knew each other.” She used to say to me that she would be a sweet writer, writing sweet words to cure others. And then she got sick and so bad she couldn’t make it happen. So, I’d like to see if I can help her walk a path she’s never taken. I’m sorry.
Jiangning seemed moved, and he said, “I can’t believe there’s such a warmth behind her writing, and I’m sure this friend of hers will see your warmth in heaven.”
“Ache. “A sneeze burst out of nowhere as if it were mocking someone.
I swear, it’s really not intentional this time.
The river is not happy: is there any comment on Mrs. Hate?
I don’t dare.
Jiang Ning is busy, ha ha ha ha. It’s been a little bit more than usual lately.
The fans in the room have a hard time getting a single caliber: Quiz, the host don’t fight with the mud.
9
Of course I didn’t fight the river.
The sound of his illness on the wheat is true. I hit him three times.
But I am not worthy of the good, the good, and the good, and the easy to do without.
However, the interview spread, and two followers of Twitter started a new round of “friendly discussions”.
I quietly went up to the microblogging, and I went through all those microbloggings that complimented me and were not pleased.
Well, don’t think it’s soft for me to tell a story about what’s done for a friend. We’ve seen a lot of show shows.
And the fans made a comparison of novels that I and the river didn’t like for many years.
Editor Song! Get out!
Xiao Song: Are there any fools who eat the guacamole these days?
I don’t think so.
Point to home page.
It was me.
I’m: (Scared) I’m tweeting “Is the Stolen OK?”
Xiao Song: It’s too late for you to make a mistake and stay at home for a few days.
I don’t know.
It’s over. It’s not just the Mandarin’s heart. I’m the witch’s voice in the eyes of the reader.
I’m so depressed and I’m walking my leg to Linakawa’s house.
Irinkawa raised his head and wondered, “Is he sick? I’m sorry.
I shook my head.
“Is that work? I’m sorry.
“Kind of, but I don’t want to say, it’s embarrassing. I’m sorry.
Linkawa would like to do it for a while in the kitchen with a lobster coming out.
“Does that disgraceful Miss Xie eat lobster? I’m sorry.
I’m nodding.
Food heals everything.
What happened to your voice? “I’m a little weird, but one day I didn’t go upstairs to play games.
“I had a cold yesterday. I’m sorry.
It’s a little familiar with a little sandy.
“So you sent me a message to play games? I’m curious.
“It’s not me, it’s Peaches.” I’m sorry.
“What am I doing?” “Peachy came out of the room with a doll.”
“Do you want to play games with me with a doll? I’m just saying,
Peachy said, “I’m not letting Linkawa tell you not today…”
Rinchuan walks over, picks up the peaches, “The weather says it’s cooling today. You’ll have to add a dress. I’m sorry.
“Linchuan, what do you want? “The little peaches are angry.
Boom, shut the door.
I looked out the window. Isn’t it a straight week?
10
I’m not only not skinny, but I’m a little fatter.
Ms. Lin always thinks she’s taking advantage of Lin Tien, and he says, “Why don’t you play games with others or I’ll eat my meat uneasy? I’m sorry.
♪ I can’t ♪
I’m tired of playing games for food?
However, there is good news that the city is completely out of cases and the district is finally closed.
In other words, the red rib, the roasted noodles, the spicy pot and the dry crayfish are ready.
However, Ms. Lin did not intend to go out and instead bought a lot of food, “Now go upstairs and ask Kogawa and Peaches to come down and take care of them these days. I’m sorry.
I couldn’t help but knock the table, “Mrs. Lin, that’s the fruit of my work. I’m sorry.
Ms. Lin turned a white eye and said, “No, although the food is about you, it’s a bride price prepared by the little peaches for Xiaokawa. But I’m not such a bad mother-in-law. I’m not gonna take a bride price or anything. I’m sorry.
I looked at a kitchen food, and I couldn’t say, “I really appreciate your understanding. I’m sorry.
When Linkawa and Peaches came back in the sun, and heard a meal, they said, “We will come soon, sister Chiwa, go back first.” I’m sorry.
That’s it. The door’s closed.
I’m…
After half an hour, people came.
Ms. Lin: “Go and open the door, I have one soup left. I’m sorry.
The door is open.
I’m…
Lincheon was wearing a light-coloured suit with a Rolex on his hands and two bags of gifts, and had no wood on him. Mr. Tao is wearing a bouquet of flowers, dressed as a fairy, and is crying sweetly: “The sister of Chi Yu, Auntie Lin, we are here.” I’m sorry.
Little peaches entered the house with grace, gave flowers to Ms. Lin, and I looked at Linkawa as if they were apes.
“Are you crazy? It’s a day in a suit and a perfume. I’m sorry.
Linkawa also seemed to have a little shiver, leaving a small peach to force him into the house.
Dude, little peaches are invincible.
Ms. Lin responded with a smile in her clothes.
The peaches pushed the elbows of the push forest without any trace.
“The food is delicious. Irinkawa put down chopsticks and suddenly said:
Ms. Lin was particularly pleased to have added some chopsticks to her bowl.
I don’t know.
“Can’t you see he’s lying to you? I’m sorry.
Ms. Lin looked at me in vain and said, “What, you don’t have an aesthetic, you don’t appreciate eating these mountains every day, you don’t believe in heroes? I’m sorry.
Peaches nods in time, “Yes, Auntie is so hard to cook, don’t you think you’ll ever compliment Auntie?” I’m sorry.
I said, “Mr. Peach, we have nothing to lose.”
Irinkawa does not seem to be well suited to this climate, but rather to eat.
In the post-dinner chat phase, Ms. Lin picked up on me: “Look at you, how well you know Ogawa. All you know is that you play games at home every day and don’t go out and play games with friends. I’m sorry.
And this time, there will be no more peaches, and Ishikawa will join you: “Yes, indeed, games cannot be eaten, and this is not good. I’m sorry.
With solidarity, Ms. Lin got more excited, “Every day she knows how to write a novel at home, and no one can see the dirt in her. We don’t have any money. Why don’t you take a civil servant or a business test right now? Do you think that’s enough money to take care of yourself? I’m sorry.
“Student Kogawa. I’m sorry.
By the way, you don’t know what you do. I’m sorry.
Irinkawa’s face is quiet, “Write a novel. I’m sorry.
The atmosphere was somewhat awkward.
Ms. Lin coughed, and said, “Write well, work well, be free and take care of home. I’m sorry.
I didn’t forget the archfire, “Yo, that’s not what you said. Ms. Lin took my arm down.
I’ll cook for you if you’re hungry. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
Imukawa suddenly said, “Aunt, I usually spend too much, my income is stable and my savings are good enough to give you and your uncle an old age.” I’m sorry.
I looked up, “What are you talking about? Why are you getting old? I’m sorry.
“My aunt will come to my house for dinner in a few days, and my parents will be back, so we can discuss the marriage.” I’m sorry.
Hey, why are we getting married?
I can do it, but it’s warm sometimes, and it’s good-looking, but that doesn’t mean I promised to get married.
I haven’t designed a 17-80 to test Linkawa yet!
Ms. Lin is laughing at my head. I’m sorry.
I’m out of breath.
Ms. Lin and Peaches went to talk and left me and Linkawa alone.
In addition to the embarrassment, I said, “You write novels too? What’s the name? I’ll look into it. I’m sorry.
Linkawa was just about to open his mouth, and his cell phone was ringing, and I said I’m sorry.
Eleven.
On the Internet, there are rumours of me poking at the unwelcome of the river.
Really, I’d like to eat a melon, but it’s just the incompetence of the sweet author.
Where there are so many dark sides, even my co-authors are not happy to crush the river.
I’m sorry.
The court is full of sincerity, and whosoever knowseth not, for that cause shall be humiliated.
But the Internet is not what you say is wrong. People will believe it. Self-cleaning is too much.
So Song has come up with a way to find a way to forgive each other, even to make a good relationship with each other, to break the rumours about us.
Otherwise, in this development, we fear that we will be corrupted and rejected by our readers.
In short, if you want to keep writing for money, just admit it.
To be honest, I followed his tweets and then I trusted him.
Mrs. River, I’m sorry about the last time, but I didn’t mean to slip.
– I hope you forgive me.
– Looks forward to a response.
Two days later, however, the response was delayed.
Why is this man so sweet?
In order to understand each other’s mentalities, I asked Linchuan, “You said if I accidentally offended a man, how do I get forgiveness? I’m sorry.
Linkawa looked at me, “What’s the specifics?” I’m sorry.
“It’s not a big deal, it’s just a compliment on the tweets of the man. Listen, it’s nothing. I’d say it’s the man who’s not in the air. I’m sorry.
Peach bites ice cream, “So you let him yell back, and there’s plenty of meat. I’m sorry.
“I think so, but I don’t hear back from them. I’m sorry.
I’ve got an orange peeled from Linkawa, and I’ve naturally picked it up.
He looked at him and said, “Maybe the other side didn’t feel your sincerity.” I’m sorry.
Truth? A memorable word.
But that reminds me that I shot Linkawa’s shoulder, thanks to you. I’m sorry.
I was on my way home to find a way. Linkawa called me.
“Where did you go to high school? I’m sorry.
“Lian Tong, what’s up? I’m sorry.
Lin Trenton, “Do you have a lot of bouquets in your school? I’m sorry.
I was like, “How do you know you’re not my alumni? I’m sorry.
Rinkawa handed over another orange, and the look seems to have changed, “No, I’m in Nanjing High School. I’m sorry.
“That’s good, schoolhouse. I’m sorry.
Linkawa looked at me with his eyes open, as if waiting for me to say it, and I was stunned.
“Did you ever forget anything in high school? I’m sorry.
“What for?” I’m very curious.
“What does it take to know about your girlfriend’s past?” “Linkawa took a jab and laughed.
“Who says I’m your girlfriend, Linkawa, your face, it’s only been a few days. I’m sorry.
“The aunt admitted it. Irinkawa shrugs, “The bride price is paid, why do you want to turn back?” I’m sorry.
A good man with a long mouth.
I put up with anger, and I said, “You know, high school’s just a study. I’m sorry.
After that, I went downstairs for a walk, and I didn’t have a moment to follow.
And the cold wind passed, and a little bit of the heat was blown out of my body, and I walked forward, and Linkawa was ten metres behind me.
There’s a night market not far from the neighborhood, and it’s the best rice powder.
The rice powder and the lobster came up, and I waited for a while, and I didn’t wait for someone, so I called, “One minute, love won’t come. I’m sorry.
Rinkawa came with two cups of fruit tea or my favorite.
And I thought, “Don’t worry about what I said. I’m sorry.
“I’m not mad at you. I can’t tell you why I don’t think he’s mad at me.
Did I ever offend him before?
I asked if I’d have another cup of tea, and I scorned him and waved, “Boss, a round of beer.” I’m sorry.
“You want a drink?”
“What, you can’t?”
Linkawa’s face sank, “One more. I’m sorry.
I can’t help but laugh.
12
What happened after that?
Ha ha ha ha ha.
Don’t ask, it’s just that there’s been a time when we’re in trouble.
So much that the whole world was black when my best friend sent me a video last night of my drinking crazy.
Me, I’m really so weak.
Time back last night.
I’m just so dizzy that I can’t tell him he’s reborn.
“How do you feel about me? I’m sorry.
I am conscious of the principle of propriety, of not being active, of being passive and of being eaten to death.
But it’s different now.
I don’t think it’s me who’s drunk?
Imukawa was just about to speak, and no one knew I was lazy to listen.
“Kawa, Hiccup, I used to be the god of Morvin, but right now, here, you are my god! I’m sorry.
The tone of the last sentence would have to break through the sky, even in the mind, fearing for a broken vein.
A sudden “god operation” has left everyone around.
God? Where’s the God?
I could have guessed the psychological activities of someone else.
Irinkawa was obviously scared by this move, trying to pull me up, and I couldn’t resist and fell in his arms.
With his hands tied to his skirt, he unbuttoned a button and showed a lot of spring light.
Well, I can’t tell he still has pecs.
And I said, “Oh, my God, your body is so good. I’m sorry.
The laughter around me makes me feel more confident, slowly stretching my hand over Linakawa’s rolling throat.
Thank you.
I heard Linkawa shouting my name, and I was very clear.
What was the question of drinking? Forget it.
I can’t remember.
Finally, Linkawa went back behind my back, and the evening wind swung in my ear, and I hit a hiccup: “Lin and Kawakawa.” I’m sorry.
“I’m here. I’m sorry.
“I’ve been single for over 20 years, and I’m the one who bothers me the most. How do you feel about me? I’m sorry.
“If you don’t like me, I’ll kick you out before I know how good the fish is. I’m sorry.
How good?
I just lost it.
“Don’t know. I-I lied. “The tongue is like a knot.”
What’s so funny about the low laughter in the air?
His head was on the shoulder of Linkawa and his first button was removed from his hands.
“Hey, I’m amazing. I’m sorry.
No response.
“Why don’t you compliment me? I grunted and bit him in his shoulder.
“Just punishment, hey.” I’m sorry.
13
It’s not painful to drink, it’s painful to remember the humiliating memories, even as if they were 4k.
My best friend is deeply indifferent to the fact that I’m out courting her, and I can’t say anything about these videos.
I wrote a few words in tremors: “Sister, tell me that I have crossed parallel time.” I’m sorry.
“Thank you, Chiyu, accept the reality, and you’re ruined!” I’m sorry.
“I’ll go to the next spot, go back and clean you up, and tell me about your whole relationship. I’m sorry.
I went into the blanket and tried to forget those memories.
After two days of hiding at home, he finally stopped and went for a walk downstairs in the evening.
The neighbors who pass by look at me and laugh at me, and I get so scared and so scared that they’ll refuel.
Spring Windsor, moonlight. It’s just a little bit of a sound, and it’s just a few moments before you get the same-city versions of the Love Video.
Various angles, various BGMs, combined with the original version.
I am.
Thank you.
Fire.
The fire has to break the heart and the heart to the heart.
It was almost midnight when I found me, and I was down in the park chair, and how to convince Ms. Lin to sell the house and move it to a place where nobody knew me.
“Little Yu. Irinkawa shouted.
When I got sick, I ran away, and the client came, and whoever didn’t.
Irinkawa grabbed my hand, “Don’t hide from me.” I’m sorry.
“I can’t get the message back, I can’t see you at your house. I’m sorry.
I covered my face with my hands, and I looked through my fingers to Linkawa.
Linkawa’s attitude is strong, and it seems that he will not let go of this matter until he is resolved today.
“How do you know?” I’m surprised.
“You want to run again! “Lingawa’s black face.
What do you mean again? I’ve run before.
It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t run away. It just sucks.
I threw away Linkawa’s hand and groaned, and said, “What’s the matter, you don’t care, you’re the one I’m avoiding you. Don’t think you’re Mr. Peach’s brother and I’ll look at you. I’m sorry.
“I am…”
There’s no reason why a kiss is blocking my words, and the nose is full of fragrance.
Old Pitch, you don’t talk about Wude!
I felt my resistance, which was emptiness and somewhat restrained kisses increased.
I don’t know.
Imukawa rubbed my head, “Can you calm down and listen to me now?” I’m sorry.
It’s hot.
Brain dead.
“You were drunk the other day, and you were on the night market, and you weren’t good or good. I wanted to talk to you the next day, but you were avoiding me.” I’m sorry.
Iokawa sighs, “I like you, that’s my answer. I’m sorry.
The unstoppable acceleration of the heartbeat was met with a two-day late response.
So he used to be arrogant in order to cover his heart.
Forget it.
I’m a dog.
I like what you say.
The mood of joy seems to have made the evening wind colory, and Lin Tzukawa a little bit, “Can I kiss you again?” I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
“I’ve been waiting a long time. I’m sorry.
14
I’m in love.
And Linkawa.
If God is wise, please put away my previous bet.
It’s not easy for a single dog to fall in love.
Mrs. Lin was a little bit confused when she said it. I’m sorry.
“and you need to tell me? Now the whole neighborhood who doesn’t know you’re in love with Xiaochuan. “No, the whole city must have been painted.” I’m sorry.
I’m really Q.
“You’re acting like you’re against it. He lied to your daughter. I am angry.
“I’ll call your father and have him come back to celebrate.” I’m sorry.
A couple’s relationship is a game, a play, a dinner, a walk.
Oh, sweet author’s classic.
That’s the worst way to treat Mrs. Wen.
“Let’s go. I’m sorry.
Rinkawa naturally reached out with his hand, and I grunted and put my hand over.
“Where to?”
“How about a walk to the park?”
“Okay, let’s go after dinner and live to 99. I’m sorry.
Walking for an hour.
My big hands are wrapped in my hands, my fingers are tied, and they’re sweating.
“Are you tired? Do you want a break? I’m sorry.
“Not tired. I’m sorry.
Linkawa was busy adding, “I’m not tired. I’m sorry.
And I joined him: “I know. I’m sorry.
Just, you know, we abuse Mrs. Mann, and sometimes we accept that.
15
Love makes people dizzy.
I was thinking about what to wear when Song called.
“Don’t you and the river shake hands and forget about you? It’s only been a few days since you’ve had more and more black powder. I’m sorry.
Three more guarantees after I’m on Twitter.
It’s only a few days since my dynamic blacks have taken over most of the land, and a few of my fans have fallen apart, and many of them have not read the papers.
The comment is about the extent to which even Wen’s torturers are shocked.
The readers were already organizing a fight against the blacks, and Ett had me on several occasions, except recently.
B: Thank you.
Sniper number one: ? Don’t thank us. We’re just afraid you won’t be able to handle it.
Group: Don’t get me wrong.
I’m not worthy of it.
A man’s bad luck and a cold drink fills his teeth, like in this “fight” when a black man suddenly sends me a video of my drinking crazy night.
Is it because love is not perfect?
There’s no secret on the Internet. This black guy doesn’t work for the FBI.
One thing is that the video is powerful, at least in terms of personality, and a lot of self-identified people are turning black.
Netizens: Is it true that street drunks don’t bother others?
Netizen: Hey, love is no wonder you write all day.
I don’t know.
There’s a lot of slander coming up, even the heat’s still going up, even college students who haven’t been in touch for a long time.
I’ve turned my back on the unsatisfied microblogs with my mobile phone, and now it seems useless to even get the unsatisfied forgiveness.
It may have been the first reason for that interview, but it is now irrelevant.
There are few unpopular microbloggings, except for normal promotional novels, where there are only sporadic photo dynamics.
Irinkawa said that sincerity was the most important thing, even if it was useless, but after an apology, at least it was even with the river.
“Mrs. River, I’m sorry about the last time, but I can’t be angry because I can’t write sweets. Your sweets are beautiful, and my boyfriend loves to read them. I’m sorry.
“I apologize here. I’m sorry.
“Sorry. I’m sorry.
After all this, I went to Linkawa’s house with frustration.
When Linkawa wasn’t around, the peaches pulled me to animated movies, and a while later, the owner turned off the TV: “Sister-in-law, you’ll be sighs all the time. I’m sorry.
“Sorry, but I can’t help but cry. I’m sorry.
Peachy dragged me to Linchuan’s study, “Don’t sighs, I’ll find you a picture of Linchuan’s childhood.” I’m sorry.
I found many models on the glass cabinets that I had not noticed before.
The sizes vary, and they all make name cards, which are not very good-looking, but are also a little young.
“What’s this model?”
“Don’t touch my sister-in-law, these are the honeys of Linkawa, and he’ll be angry if he moves.” I’m sorry.
“Your brother likes a model? I’m sorry.
“Why not?” Peachy Peachy, “I heard from Mammy that Linkawa High was a particularly obnoxious, self-inflicted, zealous model, and a gold prize for the City Models. Especially like fighter planes, dream of becoming an air captain. I’m sorry.
“Why did he write the Internet? The two professions are a little wider.
Peaches don’t know. Guess, “Maybe not. I’m sorry.
“I can’t see how easy he is to give up. He doesn’t know anything about insistence. “I can’t help but feel that I’m feeling better.”
I looked at the photos of Linkawa when he was little.
“Well, Linkawa was like a watermelon. I’m sorry.
“Not watermelon, clearly brown bear, ha ha. I’m sorry.
I didn’t react to the fact that I was so close.
Ishikawa’s eyes were a little red, they took me in their arms without warning, and looked at me with mercy. I’m here. What’s going on?
It was a sudden discovery that his place in the heart of Linkawa was so sacred that an unprecedented sense of purpose had emerged.
“Don’t worry, the fish in my pond has been released, and now you’re alone. I’m sorry.
Promise to make people happy.
Linkawa shot me in the back, “Ah, can I kiss you?” I’m sorry.
My face is red. Help me. My boyfriend loves me so much!
Rinkawa’s cold-eyed little peaches who don’t want to go out and then softly kiss me when I nod.
In the eyebrow, warm.
Linkawa filmed this, and I couldn’t understand it. I didn’t wait for an inquiry.
What is this? Too much girlfriend syndrome?
With determination not to think about those things, the sky outside the window was brightened.
It’s a good time to stop.
Half an hour later.
Song called again.
I’ve seen eye calls. I don’t want to answer them.
Finally, the sound of Xiao Song’s deafening ear came through the microphone.
“Thank you, Chiwa, for the show. When did you fall in love with the river?” Did you hire PR? I’m sorry.
16
Don’t you love the river or hate? # I don’t know #
We’re the fun people
The river doesn’t like to be handsome
Smiling Sweet Man is a family! # I don’t know #
The words quickly emerged, replacing my dog-licking strips, and the first microblogging to be inserted was the unpopular voice of the river.
A picture.
A word.
Rivers are not happy: I was surprised to be here at this moment to respond to this farce, thinking that it was just a creative discussion, unharmed, and that it could be over in a few days, and who knows that the results have turned into cyber violence of this magnitude.
Riverside is not happy: I am grateful to the fans for their excuses for me and for the sweet words, and my girlfriend has listened. But I couldn’t bear to have the video taken out and even humiliated her.
Rivers are not happy: as another owner of the video, I hope you can look at the whole story with reason.
The river is not happy: yes, I am in love with Jenna. As for the video, it’s just a little fun for both of us.
Under Twitter.
Fan A: Stripping, Mad, I’m going back to cp!
Fan B: It was a close-up.
Black powder: …
It’s me and Linkawa.
Fresh, just now.
I haven’t asked about Linchuan’s pen name, and now he’s asking me where I like it.
So he’s been lying to me?
Linchuan said he should be honest with people, and he did?
When I was thinking, Linkawa called, “47 Maple Street, I’ll be here. I’m sorry.
The fire went out without saying anything.
I’m holding my breath on Maple Street.
The branches of silver almonds on both sides are thick, the walkers are passing by, and there are children who are being shelled, familiar in front of a shop called Ago Ice.
Irinkawa. I’m sorry.
He turned around, in a different way than usual, “Tomorrow.” I’m sorry.
Light, sharp, unwitting thought of the wind when you were 16, light and light.
Two roses of red sugar ice powder came up, and Linkawa smiled, and said, “Taste it and see if it changes.” I’m sorry.
I tasted it in the fog. It was amazing. And familiar!
The owner of the ice powder shop came out with a bowl of ice powder and blinked, and I said, “It’s Liang!” I’m sorry.
The man who made Brother Liang wonder, didn’t recognize me. “I, Chiyu, Yu, the one who ate three bowls of ice powder at once!” I’m sorry.
Liang seems to remember, asking me if I went to school in Liang Tong and then was excited to come to the store’s wife, pointing at me, and saying, “Sia, do you remember that little plum that used to skip school and eat ice powder? I’m sorry.
The joy of a long time has faded.
That’s not me. How can a girl like me skip school and eat a lot of ice powder?
“Linchuan, can you explain? I didn’t forget. I was wondering.
“Do you remember the story I told you in that interview, that I chose to write novels and sweets in order to fulfill that friend’s dream? Can you remember who you unexpectedly met 10 years ago and to whom you gave this dream? I’m sorry.
Ten years ago? Me?
17
It seemed like it was the summer of the year when I shot the table, “You’re flying chess!” I’m sorry.
Irinkawa was relieved, like he said, “If you don’t remember, I’ll probably be sad.” I’m sorry.
When I was in high school, I looked forward to meeting interesting people through pen pals, as in the story, and sent more than 20 letters, and only one letter responded.
The man was called flying chess, and I used a very gentle month to name him.
At the very beginning, this flying chess game was so annoying, it was so boring to talk, but who left him alone?
This is how we talk about our dreams, our gossip, our food on the street. But later in the senior year, Ms. Lin found out that I was a pen friend and thought I was in love and I broke up, or else I’d have to pay for my living.
But I can only say on the letter that I have a major change, and I will not send it.
Dead memories began to attack me.
“Didn’t you faint when you first came to my house? I saw the screen on your desktop when I unplugged the phone, handwritten the two words of the moon, the same handwriting you used to write. I couldn’t believe it at the time, and then I was able to confirm through your way of talking and your character that you were the moon. I’m sorry.
“I tried you in the interview to remind you of me, but you don’t remember me at all, even for your sweet dreams. I’m sorry.
“I don’t know what to do, I don’t know how to tell you this, and I’m afraid you really don’t remember me at all, afraid it’s my own memory. I’m sorry.
I couldn’t help but ask, “Why did you tell me today? I’m sorry.
Irinkawa was just looking at me, “Because those guys are hitting you, and because I found out that even if you forget, I don’t care. I’m sorry.
“Just as long as I remember you. I’m sorry.
This has been a long time, and one remembers that it makes sense.
Linkawa thinks there is, so he remembers it now.
No wonder his attitude from that day onwards was strange, and sometimes he used to say vague words.
It’s so boring, it feels like you can’t breathe.
“Linkawa, after you sent me the last letter, I went to your school to look for you, but I never found it. I thought you were sick and told me so I didn’t feel bad.” Fortunately, you’re still here. Do you remember this store? You once told me that you’d take me to the ice powder. I’m sorry.
“But I remember you wanted to be a pilot. I suddenly asked.
Linkawa didn’t rebut it.
“Yeah, but then it changed. I’m sorry.
I have to think of a few words that are downplayed.
I can almost guess development, and Linchuan gave up his dream and chose to struggle on the way to writing and to write nothing but sweet words, and eventually became what I had hoped for.
The price is to give up even the peaches he used to love the dream of the pilot.
‘Cause of me? “The tears are pouring out inexplicably to grieve for the wrong change in Linkawa’s life.
And that he should wander upon the sky, and witness the thousands of clouds, and the wind, and the rivers of mountains, small and wide.
Linkawa held me in pain.
“Don’t feel guilty. I never regretted it. I had only one thought at the time to see what you said. Write sweet stories, warm everyone alone. The only sad thing is that it took 10 years to finally achieve this agreement. I’m sorry.
In the plastic bowls, the red sugar mountains and the flamingo are mixed up, and they don’t know the individual, like me and his future.
The dream of being married to Linkawa has given rise to special flowers.
Irinkawa said, “Hello, 2022, I’m flying chess. It’s good to see you. I’m sorry.
“It’s good to see you, I’m the moon.” I’m sorry.
Another moment later.
Irinkawa came, red sugar and rose fragrance spread through his mouth, touched, and light and light sounds appeared.
“Tomorrow, I’ve been looking for you. I’m sorry.
“There you are. I’m sorry.
Ten years, more than 3,600 days.
No one can ignore the long journey.
“I think I’m lucky, I’m much more fortunate than I used to be 10 years ago.” Xiao Yu, do you know why I’m using the name of the river? I’m sorry.
Silence for a moment.
“The river is not happy, it is the moon and the sky alone. I’m sorry.
“You see, with patience, I love the moon for 10 years, and it finally shines. So what can be done with the waiting, the carrying loneliness and loneliness? I’m sorry.
There’s a lot of people on the streets, and there’s a lot of people watching, but what does that matter?
It was a long time ago that I was a co-author.
I can only respond.
“In 2022 Linkawa, we’ll always be together. I’m sorry.
It is a rebirth.
Go on with that once, fate.
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
