Is there anything super sweet?

Is there anything super sweet?

Is there anything super sweet?

I broke up with Ruegawa before.

The next day, he moved out of the rental house, from his socks to his underwear, to his refrigerator computer, and he left me a cat son.

Before he left, he looked at the cat that we were buying together, and he thought for a long time, and he whispered, “Chang Clan, the cat can’t split in two, leave it to you, I’ll pay for it, I’ll have time to see it. I’m sorry.

And the next second, the sound of the door slammed, and a sweep of the door blew me up.

One year in love, six months in union, we’re done.

One.

The reason for the break-up is my problem.

Because I have a girlfriend who’s known for years, who’s been playing from childhood to age, and he’s jealous, and he doesn’t like our usual relationship.

In his eyes, Jiangning was a dangerous opposite sex that would take me away.

But he didn’t know that Janine wasn’t straight. Don’t tell me to take me away. I almost always watched him break into my corner.

He finally broke up on the night my girlfriend forced me out for a drink, on the way home with me drunk.

“Let’s break up. I’m sorry.

I couldn’t help but notice his words, and I looked up at his beautiful, white ears, and his heavy face, and for a few seconds, he said, “Good.”

He dragged my thighs with his hands so tight.

I wrinkled my head, and I buried it on his big, big shoulder, holding on to the difference inside, whispering, “Let’s go home. I’m sorry.

That night I just felt that it didn’t affect me much. I’ll be alive in a few days.

But I was wrong, and I underestimated what Ruekawa meant to me.

I don’t know.

Early in the morning, I woke up with the sound of moving things.

I walked out of the room with an unusually painful head and saw two staff members moving the kitchen refrigerator.

I came out with a smile and a nod.

I had not closed the radians of my mouth, but found the land on the couch in the living room and the luggage at his feet.

And he was tense, and for an instant his eyes remained on the buttons of my pyjamas that were scattered.

Almost unconscious, and he took his coat on the couch, and covered me in a tight and secret air.

I looked at him, and last night’s memory was awakened.

We broke up…

I sense the reality, my chest hurts and my eyes are hot and wet.

I bowed my head away from his sight, um, and I turned back to my room.

Brushing his face with tears, he was alone in his room for half a day before he moved his heavy feet and walked out of the room and looked at the empty living room.

Here’s the fridge, the computer, the washing machine.

He took it, too.

Only the cat, he left me.

A brief farewell and his head was gone.

It really touched his bottom line this time.

I stomped my fist and looked down at my leg six or six, and the next second I stomped on the floor with tears.

Maybe it’s too soon. He left his favorite perfume here.

I was holding on to a little bottle, sucking on a familiar perfume, feeling that Ruekawa was standing behind me, and soon I would reach out and hold my arm behind my back, and with a little tweaky tone, I was like, “Swipe my perfume again? I’m sorry.

The first night I broke up, I slept with that perfume.

Two.

It had always been so hard to leave all of a sudden around people who were close to themselves.

These days, I’ve been living in my house like a ghost, hungry for bread, thirsty for water, feeding cats, shoveling shit for cats, spending the rest of my life in bed.

I’m afraid to turn on my phone album because it’s all our photos, and it’s what I’m filming.

I was afraid he was jealous, and I couldn’t leave a photo with Janine.

Now, whatever…

Until a phone call from the delivery boy made me have to take my leg out.

The repurchased cat crawled up and placed it at a nearby delivery station.

I chose it with Mizukawa.

Big, I sat on his lap and held him around his neck, saying, “You’ll have to move upstairs by then.” I’m sorry.

He just smiled, noded his head, put his hand around my head, kissed up…

“Miss, can you do it alone? I’m sorry.

I’ll wake up when I wake up when I wake up.

And We set Our heads blind, and We dragged forth with Our lips.

Just as I was suffocating the delivery, I looked up and looked across the street and looked at the familiar figure.

He was dressed in a black jacket, tall and symmetrical, with a girl standing next to him.

I stayed there and stopped thinking until there was a flashing horn behind me, and when I shuddered, it came back and moved to the side to get the electric car moving.

As soon as you look up, you’ll see Ruekawa’s eyes…

It is in the mood to find a hole in the ground and disappear from the world when you meet your ex and your female friend.

So We looked at him with the face of the earth and the earth, until he whispered in the ears of a girl, and then turned straight towards me, and I turned away in panic.

It’s the first time that I’ve been so overwhelmed by Ruegawa’s inability to stand up and put my hands around me.

“Six-six cat climbs? I’m sorry.

He naturally asked, as if it had not been mentioned that night, that we were still lovers.

I haven’t seen him in days, I can’t even look at him or look at him. I just put my hands on the delivery.

Like a little twitchy kid.

Next, he took the delivery that was still in hand.

“I’ll get you upstairs. I’m sorry.

I’m squeezing my fist, my heart is bitter.

How can he be so natural to me after a break-up?

I’ll follow his back.

I was taken to the door, where he did not leave directly, walked into the living room and found the scissors from the locker with his coat off.

I frowned and walked over and took the scissors from him.

Then he raised his eyes with confusion and seemed to ask me what happened.

I took a deep breath, and I said, “Lugawa, I don’t like being friends with my ex after a break-up, and I don’t like being with a man who just broke up for days like nothing happened. I’m sorry.

Lukawa’s face was frozen for a few seconds, and then he got up and looked at me, “Are you thinking too much? I’m sorry.

“I’ll help you because of Six Six, and if you didn’t just pick up a Six Six cat, I won’t help you. I’m sorry.

After that, he looked at the watch with his hand and turned around and took his jacket and walked to the door.

“If you don’t need my help, I’ll go. My friends are waiting for me. I’m sorry.

Finally, he didn’t even look at the cat, so he left.

I was staring at the closing door as if I had returned a few days ago to watch him move out of the apartment.

Just a moment ago, I tried to hold him down and put all the words in my heart.

But look at him so calm, so careless, I’m too proud to say anything.

I don’t know.

When you heard about my break-up, Janine came to my house.

He smiled at me like a wolf.

He stopped laughing and sat next to me.

In a moment, a fragrance of perfume went into the nose.

I wrinkled my ass, and I was like, “What are you doing with your perfume today? I’m sorry.

Jiangning had a twitch in his face, but soon smiled and explained, “It’s probably just scratched someone else’s. I’m sorry.

Next, he changed the subject, “Is it really me that you broke up with Ruegawa?” I’m sorry.

I can’t nod my head on the couch.

“It’s because of you, but I have problems, and I didn’t take his feelings into account. I’m sorry.

I kept my mouth shut, “He should’ve had enough of my will.” I’m sorry.

As soon as I was finished, Jiangning lifted up his sleeves and started scrawling the parts of his cat-crawling on the ground.

And he looked at me with his lips and his clean and beautiful eyes, and he said, “Today, let me think of friendship for you. I’m sorry.

He didn’t seem to take my loss seriously. Before he left, he asked me for Ruegawa.

I slap him in the head, not one bit.

“You son of a bitch!”

Johnny just rubbed my head like a dog, “You’re a dog.” I’m sorry.

I moved the beginning and avoided his touch.

He took his hand back with nostalgic concern and noded, “Come on, I’ll stay away from you, not too close to you.” I’m sorry.

4

Maybe it’s as if I’ve been living like a dead man, as if I’ve lost my soul.

Put down that worthless self-esteem.

Look at me, he’s just banging on the table and drawing attention to the whole restaurant.

“If he doesn’t believe me, I’ll buy you a fruit basket sometime. I’m sorry.

I looked up, and I didn’t expect Janine to be such a sister.

He’s the one who’s always in trouble.

Look at my face, he says, “I can’t stand your style, I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

I took a sip of ice, and my eyes were a little gruesome, and I said, “You should have done the same thing, if you hadn’t been crying about someone you fell in love with the other day, had you been in a bad mood, had you called and bombed me, and I was afraid that I’d come out and drag you home, and you’d be drunk with your friends, and you’d call Rugawa… “

Janine still feels guilty and bitter and complains to me, “Don’t you say your family looked like they were going to dig a piece of meat out of me that night. My friends said they were scared, let alone me, and they almost hid from the toilet. I’m sorry.

“But I didn’t think he’d get that clear…” and he said, “I’m full of hints.

“What is it?”

“There’s another one. “Jang Ning is bending his eyes and smiling and happy.”

I kicked him in the foot, and his face twisted.

“Janning, I’m telling you, it’s probably me, not him, who cheated on me and Lugawa. I’m sorry.

Gangning sarcasticly looked at me and all the smiles faded away.

“Little flag, don’t be too fast. Watch your face. I’m sorry.

I’m leaving without a “never” word.

I don’t know.

The next day, I went to Ruegawa and waited for him to live downstairs.

In the 30-degree sun, standing in front of the door with your hands on the handle, deleting and sending short messages about the past line.

After a few seconds without thinking about the message, I looked up, and Ruekawa’s car was passing in front of me, and I could even see clearly the face of the girl in the co-pilot seat.

It’s soft on the driver’s seat. It seems to be laughing.

I didn’t look back until the car disappeared.

And the next second, I bow my head and take back the information that ran out of my mind.

It seems that he will not be able to speak today.

Even the words that I prepared one night in advance are useless.

It was just a friend who was silent in his heart three times, and I stopped all speculation and chose to go home.

It’s just that when I get to the apartment and look at the empty living room, I can’t be calm.

It’s impossible not to think, but I want to be clear. It’s not too late.

At night, when I heard it was withdrawn, Rugawa finally answered me.

Although just a short question mark.

I had the guts to send him a message, “Are you free tomorrow?” I have something for you. I’m sorry.

Then he lay on his bed and waited for his response.

Soon he promised.

I suddenly took a breath and, after making an appointment with him, jumped out of the bed and fell into the cupboard to choose what to wear tomorrow.

Finally, the dress he wore on his first date.

5

I was almost insomnia at night and woke up in the morning and covered my black eye with thick dust.

When I was ready to go, a phone called me back to the original.

“I’m sorry, I’m at the airport. I can’t see you today. “The voice of Ruegawa is strong, and there is no guilt for breaking the contract.

I squeezed my cell phone, and I was almost depressed, and I said to him, “Why did you ask me yesterday?”

In the middle of that, realizing that we are now in former relationships, my voice stops.

Although he hated sudden arrangements, every time a company had to travel, it had been informed in advance and had been with me for more than a year, and that had never happened.

Why do I have to do this when I’m desperate to meet him?

And I bit my lower lips hard, and faced the silence of that, as if the heart had been gripped by a large hand.

Short silence is like a long century to me.

I didn’t feel the blood in my mouth until I heard it again.

“Sorry, we’ll meet when I get back from work. I’m sorry.

I took a deep breath and tried to ease the confusion.

“If you can’t see each other, let’s talk on the phone. I’m sorry.

I didn’t wait for me to continue. That invisible woman was blocking all the words in my throat.

“Lugawa, what’s the call? I’m sorry.

Almost unconscious, I hung up on the phone like a thief.

A few minutes later, I kept hitting my head when I realized I had done something stupid.

Why am I panicking?

Isn’t it normal for you to have a female colleague?

I tried to rationalize everything.

I don’t want to think in the wrong direction on my own.

Shortly after the call, I received information from the landlord.

“Miss Chiang, you only rented it for six months, and now it’s almost six months, and I’d like to ask if you want to renew it. I’m sorry.

I don’t even know how to answer that.

I was going to break up with Ruegawa and find a cheaper house, but now I want him to get back together, and I don’t know whether to stay or not.

It’s just, I’m sick before I get back from my trip.

Lately, in the new season, I’m so hot, I have to turn on air-conditioning during the day, and the cold comes to my door.

I thought I’d get two packs of 999 and sleep the next day, and I didn’t think a little cold would turn into a fever.

Finally, I had to drag myself to see a doctor.

A day and a night of slumber, and I woke up with a rush of bell.

I thought it was Janine who learned that I was sick and had come here to pretend, and when I opened the door, the face that I thought about day and night appeared in front of me without any warning.

When he got off the plane, he was dressed in black and the whole of Liu Hai ‘ s normally scattered body was pulled up, a little milder, and when he had no face at the moment, the whole person seemed cold and strange.

Seeing the suitcase next to him, I even got the assumption that he wouldn’t come to me as soon as he got off the plane.

As I was filling my head with all sorts of things, Ruekawa’s voice was plugged in.

“Don’t you answer all the calls? I’m sorry.

“A man is a fool to answer? I’m sorry.

The sound fell, and the forehead was covered with the familiar palms, and the warmth of the heat came instantaneous, and I found no sense in it.

“The fever hasn’t gone down. “I’ve got a thin pyjamas on my head, and I’ve got a rough face. I’m sorry.

I walked into the house half-throwing, and I couldn’t say more. I pushed my suitcase to the corner, took off my suit and took my sleeves to the kitchen.

It’s like we’re back in love when he cooks for me.

The more you think, the more your nose gets sour.

He opened the fridge, a little disgruntled came in soon.

“What have you been eating these days? There’s only one onion left in the fridge? I’m sorry.

I’m speechless, standing in the living room.

I’ve been out for a while, and I’ve never thought about cooking, and I’ve been having a bad time, and I’m the one who insists on eating and drinking.

It doesn’t matter if you’re hungry.

It seemed like I heard my heart, and it was like six, six, six milks coming to my leg.

I was going to pick up the cat and come back and put on my coat again.

I don’t ask him, “Where are you going? I’m sorry.

It’s all my fault. “The kitchen is gone. What are you eating? I’m sorry.

The door was closed again.

In about 15 minutes, Yukawa returned with a big bag.

In a moment, I felt like I was married to Ruegawa and became a housewife.

I almost couldn’t bear to laugh.

Not until I’m done thinking about it.

Then a box of pills was delivered to me, “I’ll finish my meal later, I’ll take my fever off. I’m sorry.

I don’t think. Be good.

I was chasing that hot, hot family play when it came to me.

The next second, the TV screen went dark and the pen was in front of me.

When you look up, you see the face of Ruegawa with a serious sense of oppression, “Drink your porridge and take your medicine to sleep.” I’m sorry.

I can’t say anything, just sit tight and get my porridge out of my mouth, and it’ll burn to the ground.

It’s obvious that Luchuan was in the middle of the conversation, “Don’t you know how to blow a porridge?” I’m sorry.

Then my chin was held by the hand that he had stretched over, and he slowly leaned up, and he leaned towards me, and commanded me, “Open your mouth.” I’m sorry.

My cheeks were hot, and my mouth opened with his demands, so he could look at my tongue.

A few seconds later, he breathed, pulled his finger back.

When I was late, he ordered me to eat. I’m sorry.

I don’t know if it’s because of the fever, but I’m like a robot with no ability to think.

Less than half an hour after I finished my medicine, my whole body was on the sofa and my heavy eyelids.

I was held up and moved at a steady, gentle pace and put in bed.

I naturally know it’s Ruegawa.

But I couldn’t resist the heavy sleep, and I fell asleep with thanks for not reaching my mouth.

When I woke up in the morning, I didn’t see Ruekawa anymore.

I have no reason to go down, take my cell phone and look at the top of the river like a red number.

It turned to excitement. I was busy.

The message is at 6:00 a.m.

“Wake up and heat up the congee in the fridge. I’m sorry.

“I put your clothes in the washing machine. I’m sorry.

“And, no takeout for these days. I’m sorry.

“Six cat food I fed. I’m sorry.

Four messages, I looked at the bed with my mouth full for ten minutes, and the hesitant hand ended up with a thank you.

The last time he moved, he left perfume and this time he forgot to take his watch on the tea table.

Or the piece I gave him on his last birthday.

The black silence lying on the glass tea table showed me that Ruegawa was here all night, taking care of me all night.

I kept my watch on my hands, and my cell phone screen was still on the chat page with Ruegawa, and I sent him a message for a few minutes.

“Are you free at night? I’ll take your watch. I’m sorry.

The message passed, and I waited for his answer.

From morning until 9:00 p.m., chat pages remain on my message.

I’m more restless.

Why not?

You didn’t get any information at work? But now he should be off duty.

Is that why you didn’t come back?

There’s a growing number of guesses, and I’m in the mood of falling to the bottom.

This sudden attitudinal change has made it impossible for me to adapt.

So I lie in bed at night, I can’t sleep, I’ve been thinking about what I think.

When Jiangning, the culprit, sent me a message, I was even more impatient.

Look at my response, it’s very cold.

Seeing my eyes pierced, the river’s tempering, I was wondering, “Did you take gunpowder today? There is fire in the eyes, and there is a sentence for me.”

I’m just trying to keep my head off his face, “Well, why call me?” I’m sorry.

Then he said, “The last time you asked me to get the guy’s bag, I asked if you wanted it. I’m sorry.

I eased my face, rocked my head, “No, I’m afraid I won’t be able to get it out. I’m sorry.

Jiang Ning knows, don’t make a sound.

“Anything else?”

Jiang Ning’s eyes are innocent, “Do I want to see you alive?” I’m sorry.

“…”

What a friend. I’ve had a fever for two days. Get rid of it.

I don’t know.

I was shoveling cat shit when I called on the phone yesterday without returning my message.

When I saw his name on the call, his eyebrow swollen with a stench of stench, I threw the shovel and got scared.

When he heard his gentle voice, the tears almost ran out of his eyes.

“I have time to pick it up. I’m sorry.

After a few seconds, I realized that he was so tired and he hesitated, and I was careful to ask, “Did you work late last night? I’m sorry.

The other side went “um.”

Then there was a minute of silence.

I can’t say much of it, after all, but I am his predecessor.

After a little sigh, the voice of Ruekawa’s dumb voice was heard again.

“All right, I’m hanging up. I’m sorry.

“Let’s meet this weekend.” Tomorrow. Got a minute?”

And it was not until We heard him, that We fell down on the couch as heavily.

The time has been set, even the clothes have been chosen the previous night, and everything is going well, I think.

Until 9:00 a.m., when the bell rings, you go to the front door, and you see Ruekawa in the suit, and you’re in front of me.

“Lugawa? Didn’t we meet this afternoon? I’m sorry.

I had a bag in my hand, and I came in and explained, “I’m going on a business trip this afternoon and I can’t meet you. I’m sorry.

His former slippers were then placed on his shoes and entered the living room.

I kind of snubbed the door, “So you’re picking up the watch now? I’m sorry.

“Yeah. I’m sorry.

“I bought breakfast while it was hot. I’m sorry.

I’ve seen the landing on the river put out breakfast like two bowls of porridge, two bowls of dumplings, and oil bars…

“I can’t eat that much. I’m sorry.

“I haven’t eaten either. I’m sorry.

I used to wash my clothes as fast as I could and to have breakfast face to face on the tea table.

Probably haven’t had breakfast with him in a month.

He used to push me every time.

Because I have gastrointestinal inflammation, often because I’m late for work and I’m lazy to eat breakfast, he’s always up earlier than I am to buy breakfast or make his own, and then tow me to the bed with a hard-on.

Now, I’d love to have breakfast with him face to face.

I noticed that I was smiling and that the voice of Ruegawa was ringing, “Now I’m having so much fun having breakfast?” I’m sorry.

I looked up, I looked up at him, and I smiled.

“None. I’m sorry.

After breakfast with the cat for a while, he looked down at his watch and then got up and put his coat on and was ready to leave.

I cried out to him.

Ruekawa looked at me with doubt.

I swallowed the saliva, I took the sticker and handed it to him, pointed at his suit full of white cat hair, “The legs were covered in hair…”

He took it in and out of his pants in peace, and finally returned the sticker to my legs and went to the door.

I was stuck inside for a few seconds, and I pulled his sleeve.

“Lugawa, let’s get back together. After I broke up, I realized I had no way of living without you. I’m sorry.

His heavy breathing in his ear and his hand holding his cuffs were also gently pushed by his finger.

“Chang Company, it was a thought-provoking break-up. I’m sorry.

“Well, I know. My voice is losing ground.

“From the moment I confirmed my relationship with you, I took the idea of marrying you, which meant that I needed to accept the distance between you and the opposite sex, but the year and a half of my relationship, I found myself simply incompetent, and we had had many conflicts over this issue before. I’m sorry.

“But…”

Ruegawa interrupted me by saying, “Chang Liang, change your mind if I have a close and indistinguishable opposite sex next to me, can you accept that? I’m sorry.

I shake my head, “No…”

“It’s not Janin, it’s you. I’m sorry.

“You just can’t get used to my life for a while. I’m sorry.

Our lips want to deny it, but Ruekawa turns back a few steps, and his face is alienated.

“It’s been a while since I promised my aunt I’d take care of you. I’m sorry.

It’s like a bottle of cold water. For me, all this time, I thought that Ruekawa still liked me, so long as I wanted to get back together and keep my distance from Jiang Ning, he would.

But the fact is that I think too much.

The door was slowly closed and Ruekawa’s body disappeared in sight.

I woke up with red eyes as if he had left behind.

“I may be transferred to another city after a while. I’m sorry.

I did not renew my contract with the landlord and found a more cost-effective room near the place of work.

I tried to find a single room, but I was afraid that it would be too late for my son to reach out.

On the day of the move, Jiang Ning came to help and brought his male friend…

“I’m afraid you won’t be able to move alone, so I’ll call my brother to help. I’m sorry.

I’m looking at the skinny, handsome boy behind Jiang Ning and he’s quiet.

He’s not fit to carry heavy stuff.

Instead of saying that my luggage was only two boxes of clothes and some pots and pans, Jiangning did not really want his brother to come and help, but instead introduced him to me.

When he learned that I had been back together for a long time, he began to recommend to me all kinds of handsome men in his circle of friends.

I just wanted to thank you.

About two years ago, Janine came up with a fine-looking little milk dog for me.

It took six months to find out that he was a man of sexual orientation.

Ever since, I’ve been scared to get me a red line.

After all, I don’t want to have another hard-working dog that’s been zero.

So I didn’t hesitate to attack him directly until I met him, and it took three months to catch him.

It turns out I found the treasure too.

Then two years later I lost this treasure.

Ruegawa said I’m just not used to living without him for a while, but a month passed and I didn’t seem to get used to it.

I don’t know.

Janin asked me to drink, and I refused and chose to follow the play at home.

I broke up with Ruegawa for a month, and I became a housewife and I couldn’t go out and think about how to get back together.

I’m not even thinking about going out when I’m done.

He chose to stay home with his cat son.

Even Ruegawa.

I’m afraid I can’t help it. Every night, I miss him extra, even several times.

Again and again, I deleted his contact.

Anyway, we probably won’t be seeing each other again.

Delete Ruegawa.

Just a blurry side face and a shadow, I recognized him at once.

He was standing on a shelf of spices, and my heart almost went to my throat, hiding like a thief.

Until he came out of the supermarket and I watched his back disappear in sight.

When you go back to the neighborhood and wait for the elevator, the sound behind you makes me wonder.

Turning back, I saw Ruegawa’s familiar side face.

There’s a girl coming at him.

I quickly recognized the girl who was sitting on his co-pilot the other day.

She ran to Ruegawa and said, “Wait for me.” I’m sorry.

It took just a few seconds to think, and I was walking my legs towards a safe passage without going back to the stairs.

I went on the sixth floor, and I came home and I leaned on the back of the door and kicked my ass.

What am I afraid of?

We broke up peacefully.

I don’t know.

I dreamt about Ruegawa again.

He dreamed of seeing him again three years after he broke up with him, holding in his arms a son who looked very much like his eyebrow, and asked his son to call my aunt.

I was scared and tried to get out of my dream.

Touch your eyes, or wet.

This dream, it’s worse than the dream of Janine…

The depression came to the living room, and the cat’s son stepped out of the cat’s casserole, with several yellow cat footprints on the floor.

There is also a faint smell in the air.

I have a feeling I’m not going to make a very good day.

The prophecy came true, and I went out on weekends to find a shop, and I ran into Ruegawa and the girl.

I even suspected they lived around here.

I was sitting in the corner, wearing a mask, pulling my cap to the bottom of my face.

“You want to try this? I’m sorry.

“Yes. I’m sorry.

“This is good, too. It’s his brand. I’m sorry.

“Hmm. I’m sorry.

“Don’t know which one to choose. I’m sorry.

“Select both. I’m sorry.

I’m listening to them all.

I was about to crash and ran out of this shop.

Being out with me for dinner, every time I think about everything, he insists that I choose only one, that I can’t eat enough, that I can eat too much, that I’m so patient with other girls.

Differential?

The more I wanted to get angry, the more I took the glass and poured water into my throat, until the glass was laid over the table and took the bag and left without returning.

After a few minutes in the street, I found myself being stupid again.

There’s no such thing as jealous ex.

I saw a sweet shop not far away, and I took off my hat and chose to go in and digest the depression.

The waiter kept looking at me.

I’m confused to ask my face, “Do I have something on my face?” I’m sorry.

The waitress laughed, “You seem to have forgotten me. I’m sorry.

I look at this strange face in front of me and I can’t remember seeing him.

The other side also noticed that the opening was to ease the condensation, “I’m a friend of Janin’s who helped you when you moved. I’m sorry.

“Aah! I realized, “You’re a crane. I’m sorry.

They smiled and corrected it, “It’s the balance.” I’m sorry.

It took me a little bit to find that I live in the same neighborhood. I’m on the sixth floor. He’s on the eighth floor.

His parents own the sweet shop.

Before he leaves, he’ll give me a discount.

I thanked you for thinking never again.

It’s best to get into the neighborhood.

Let Janing know that my days will not be quiet.

The sound of the doorbell at night scared me to death when I was watching horror movies with cats.

All sweaty and hairy, a moment of mind has seen many of the murders of single women.

It’s another bell.

I ran into the cat with fear.

Okay, I’m thinking too much. It’s a girl.

I just relax and open the door.

Look at the girl’s face, I’m stinging.

It’s the girl from Lugawa.

There’s ice cream in my arms, drinks…

“Hi, I’m Sung-soo. I’m sorry to bother you at night. My fridge is broken. Can I borrow your fridge? I’m sorry.

She blinked with her beautiful big eyes as if she were stinging at me.

“Or the ice cream will melt, will you? I’m sorry.

I naturally couldn’t stand the soft girl’s offensive and chose to let her in.

If I were to be the lead in the crime of suspicion now, I should have been killed.

I didn’t think I’d be so succulent, I wasn’t going to leave after borrowing the fridge, and I sat on the couch with me and talked about it.

I was just trying to answer the question until I didn’t know when to get to the latest fire show.

I started to open the box, “What’s your favorite character?” I’m sorry.

“The man, Zhao Xiao, looks at my beauty point, is so gentle and handsome, the point is that he has abs. I’m sorry.

In a moment, I was like, “Yeah, right, perfect man, I don’t understand why she didn’t like him. I’m sorry.

“Let me meet this guy. Shall I just go up? So TV drama is TV drama. I’m sorry.

I am deeply in favour of the location.

So, from the recent TV drama of the fire to the recent high-profile life in the entertainment industry, to the hobby.

It was noted that it was more than 10 o’clock.

I’ll be with you before you leave.

I’m supposed to be. I’m a little out of line.

Why don’t you go play with her?

The second weekend, Janine and Bucking, and the soft side of my door.

Three people just squeezed on my tiny sofa.

Janine and Sung-sweeze had an accident.

Three bottles of juice from the fridge. I’ll put it on the tea table.

“You’re so thirsty. Come on, drink and stop. I’m sorry.

He took a bottle and politely said thank you.

“Let’s fight the landlord! I’m sorry.

Janin and her joined together, without asking me or the points of view, and went out to get the cards.

Three games, doorbell ringing.

Grown up and run to the door.

We were preparing the cards that were assigned, and we were looking up at them for the second.

Ruekawa was dressed in black, with a handsome face, standing at the gate and looking at me.

“Preliminarily, do you mind? I’m sorry.

I’d mind running to my throat and holding it back.

I knew that, if I continued to have a soft relationship, this would certainly be the case today.

It’s mostly this girl who’s too obnoxious and too easy to be friends with.

I don’t know.

The situation unwittingly became the landlord of a five-man, two-decalogue.

I don’t know why this happened. I just want to know why Lukkawa stayed and fought with us!

“Thousand One. * I’ll be the first to play *

“I have. “Janning threw four cards at the table.

I looked down and looked at the wrong card, and I groaned.

When it came to Ruegawa, he put out three pieces, two and five.

And then he looked up and down.

I was unconsciously swallowing, whispering, “Can’t afford it.” I’m sorry.

I looked at him without looking at his face.

Halfway through the game, the cat’s son comes up with a fat belly, rubbing a few times at my feet, then running to Ruegawa, jumps and jumps on his legs and sleeps in a comfortable position.

“…”less cat son.

“Whoa! Why do you like Ruegawa? “The sound of a soft surprise is ringing.

Janine’s standing around laughing.

It’s just that Ruekawa caresssssed the cat and spits out the word “fate.”

It’s so sad.

And finally, I couldn’t stand the weird atmosphere, and I just stood up and made an excuse, “Everybody should be hungry. I’m going outside to buy something to eat. I’m sorry.

I’m ready to slip away.

Cheng softly said, “Lugawa, help Chiang. I’m sorry.

I say no now, “No! I’m strong enough to stand up to a case of drinks! I’m sorry.

The moment I got out of the neighborhood, I was almost paralyzed.

Gangning’s cheap.

I don’t know.

Fifteen minutes later, I came out of the supermarket with a big bag of stuff, walking on the road without a destination, deliberately moving at the slowest.

I still don’t know what it’s about.

I don’t want to go back to him.

Even if I broke up peacefully, I would not be able to get along with him, even more than with strangers.

Swallowing slowly towards the doorway of the district, standing in the streetlights not far away, slowly looking at me.

The face that appeared in my dreams many times made me look at it.

Ruegawa’s step-by-step seems a little ugly.

The next second I hear him sound cold.

“You put me

Follow-up here.

The day before the first school, I suddenly had a periscope.

On the way to the school bathhouse, he also ran into a group of his sports roommates who died on the ground.

A group of boys just took a shower, some wore a vest and some put a towel on their shoulders.

I don’t think so.

The ashes of the land are the most arrogant of the delegations of the men.

I almost died on the spot with this restricted image.

One.

“Little man, you look so red. I’m sorry.

The ashes are wet with a messy black hair and low head.

A broad shoulder with a narrow waist abdomen, and a gray sports pants.

The star’s eyes bend, the play is full.

And We looked with wise eyes and looked away from his eyes.

OS: Shit, I can’t tell you what just happened.

He’s a handsome man with a good figure.

It’s always the brightest in the crowd.

Unfortunately, good boys have more mouths.

Too bad.

We both had a class in kindergarten and junior high, and he was behind me.

We’ll always be the last two.

I remember calling me at 3:00 in the morning after my high school graduation party:

“On the day of the party, I said I’m sick and I can’t drink, and you’re telling people I’m not gonna live long?” I’m sorry.

I yelled, “What about you?”

“I told you I was starving. You told people I was married? I’m sorry.

He said, “And I can’t talk to you if you want me to take you home. You turn around and tell everyone I can’t do that? I’m sorry.

The sound of the ashes sounds like I can’t stop chewing my bones like that.

From that night, I knew clearly and clearly.

I’m the one who’s never going to call.

There’s a lot of people around, and I feel like I’m going to see something coming out of my eyes.

You’re not going to get a needle in your eye?

The ashes picked up the white T-shirt from a friend and put it on and made fun of me.

“The fever? I’m sorry.

I leaned on him, and I turned my eyes away: “You’re the one who’s making a fuss!” I’m sorry.

I realized I’d listened to it.

And the ashes laugh: “The dwarf.”

“Take you to dinner later. I’m sorry.

Two.

It’s killing me!

“No, I’m not hungry. I’m sorry.

I can’t take advantage of this for nothing!

Even if I stand in front of me with a beautiful body.

But I don’t have the guts to look at it.

The smile on the face of the ashes faded, and the lips were straight: “Chiri, do you remember what day it is today? I’m sorry.

“Good day, I’ll go first. I’m sorry.

Today is 16 September.

It’s also the eighth day with a perceptive eye.

Before my left eye’s veil was removed, it seemed like the right eye was moving.

“Reary, young people are very angry and normal.”

“I can’t find a boyfriend to let go of the fire, so don’t be bored to watch some action films. I’m sorry.

I’m innocent!

Is that what I want to see?

I’m a woman who can shame a man and a woman who watch a TV show.

How can I digest a picture like this?

The next day, the right eye succeeded in growing a huge barley swelling.

On the way back from the hospital to the dormitory, I saw a glasses store and I bought contact lenses with dead horses in my heart.

It’s called a beauty.

Put it on and I found it.

Look at the eyes as if…

Really?

The roommate pushed the door in and said, “Get down! Hot news! I’m sorry.

“On yesterday’s birthday, the ashes of the yard promised the school flower Lisbeth’s confession!”

It was his birthday yesterday!

I feel a little guilty and uncomfortable.

I asked why the ashes never fell in love.

He said if he talked first, wouldn’t it be like leaving me alone as a dwarf?

He was supposed to be a single dog, but he talked to his girlfriend.

Now… what kind of single dog am I?

3

You can recover with contact lenses, just like usual, so you don’t have to look 18-gauges every day.

That’s how I can remember the ashes and call him to make an apology.

Two phone calls. A girl answered.

The voice is soft enough to be able to melt the bones: “Who is it that you seek?”

And I stammered, and suddenly I stammered, and I looked for the ashes. I’m sorry.

I’d like to hang up.

This girl is obviously Les!

When I was about to hang up the phone, there was a smile on the head.

“What, the little one’s stammering again? I’m sorry.

I turned his eyes across the phone.

“You go down to the bedroom and have a birthday present.

“Tell your girlfriend I’m just a friend. Your present was bought before your birthday. I’m sorry.

The phone was silent for two seconds.

The sound of the ashes is filled with eccentric emotions.

His breath suddenly became like an asshole.

“You want to see me?

“Come to the Royal Vision, 203.

“I don’t mind you watching. I’m sorry.

I’ve got a buzz in my head and my face is turned into a monkey’s ass.

The Kingstown Hotel?

“The ashes of the earth! You’re crazy!” I hung up the phone fast after I had scolded.

Then in the middle of the night a call was made to the ashes.

“Chiri, go downstairs. I’m sorry.

4

I’m not used to calling me short.

I was woken up and drowsy and angry.

“Are you sick?” It’s been 300 rounds with your girlfriend. I’m sorry.

The one that unexpectedly didn’t answer.

After a while I heard the lighter lit the smoke, and the last thing I heard was some dumb noise from the ashes.

“You know I’m sick, shorty? I’m sorry.

He knows himself.

I grunted, and started to count his past.

“You cut my braids in kindergarten, you wrote pens on my back in elementary school, you tied my shoelaces to a stool in junior high school, you called me short and always bad for me in high school…”

Half an hour later, the laughter came down from there.

“You should be happy that you’re so kind. I’m sorry.

I said, “Fuck you!

“If you’re in love, why don’t you stop picking on me? I’m sorry.

The bedroom’s on the second floor. I can actually see the ashes.

At 3 a.m., there was no one on the road downstairs and he was playing with a light on the road.

The smoke was in the mouth and never lit.

I can’t believe he’s a little lonely when I’m stuck in a street light.

The ashes suddenly say.

“The dwarf,

“I’m in love. Aren’t you happy? I’m sorry.

I had a yawn. I had tears all over my eyes.

“The single dog is me. Why should I be happy? I’m sorry.

The ashes of the earth seem to be rejoicing.

“Not happy, is that angry? I’m sorry.

I think he said a lot more today. I don’t want to talk to him about the exams tomorrow.

We said, “What do you want me to come down here for? It’s forbidden. It’s a ghost. I’m sorry.

I sneeze in the cold.

The sound of the earth’s ashes is as if they were about to spill into the wind.

“It was supposed to be a gift, but now suddenly it’s not. I’m sorry.

“Go sleep in your sleep. I’m sorry.

I didn’t stop my temper: “It’s all right.

“I don’t have time for this young man. I’m sorry.

The phone was hung up very decisively across the street.

I saw the ashes hang up the phone and stood under the lamp for a while before leaving.

5

Thanks to him.

I didn’t sleep all night.

I just dreamt that his girlfriend would go far ahead in the ashes.

I can’t catch up with you.

The ashes turned cold and looked at me.

“I have a girlfriend, who are you?”

Wake up, I feel wet.

Does that mean you have a girlfriend?

He’s about to step out of my life?

I should be happy. Why do you cry when you sleep?

The morning was woken up by an unknown number.

That number called me. I didn’t get it, I texted it.

“Riri, I’ll meet you at the milk and tea shop. I’m sorry.

I’m trying to hack this number.

This guy is my ex-boyfriend Zhou Wuk for a week.

The reason for being together was to have a tasteful mind, and it was just a few days ago that he found himself in a state of dispossessment.

Selfish and obnoxious, even with an ex-girlfriend.

I broke up with him on the seventh day.

I was just about to take a look at it, and the text came in.

This text message saw my hair and my head buzzed.

Zhou Wuk’s text message was, “I know you have a vision.

“If you don’t want anyone to know, come see me. I’m sorry.

Six.

I hate being threatened.

But how am I supposed to live if someone really knows about this?

Why don’t the boys from school come to me and charge me for moral damages?

I didn’t even look at it, and I couldn’t look at it.

But I don’t know if I’ve got a hundred mouths.

I can even imagine people looking at me with all sorts of strange eyes.

They may be labeled as “sex girls.”

I’m still alive!

Watching Zhou Wuk at the milk and tea shop, I suddenly got killed.

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Zhou Wing saw me stand up and greet me carefully.

A good smile.

“Riri, you’re here. I’m sorry.

I’m serious: Zhou Wuk, how do you know that I have access to… I’m sorry.

Zhou Wuk smiled, and avoided answer.

“Riri, let’s make up. I’m sorry.

And I’m saying, “No way.” I’m sorry.

Zhou Wuk, give me a second chance.

“Can I go with you and cure this freak?” I’m sorry.

I came to the spirit: “You have a way? I’m sorry.

Zhou Wuk: I have a sister-in-law who is studying this weird disease, and I’ve heard that there’s a certain grotesque disease that’s been going on lately: what kind of mind-reading, ocular…

“That day I saw you go to the glasses store to buy contact lenses.

“and guess you might have been. I’m sorry.

I took a little less care of myself: “Really? Will that cure you?

“But I’m wearing glasses now, but I’m not feeling well, but I’m fine. I’m sorry.

Zhou Wing came to me a little bit, down his voice, with a mysterious face.

“But I’ve heard it’s only been half a month.

“There is a good chance that they will be blind. I’m sorry.

7

I’ve got the guts, even when I’m talking to the ashes.

As soon as I hear it, I’m scared.

And let’s not forget that one of Zhou’s sleeves was sore.

“What do we do?”

Zhou Xu just wanted to shoot my back.

A dark shadow covered me.

“What are you doing?” I’m sorry.

I look up, I crash into the eyes of the earth.

The blindfolded ones have no smile.

I know why the ashes are so angry.

He didn’t talk to me for a week after I was with Zhou Wuk, and when I broke up with Zhou Wuk, he found out why he almost went to the door to beat him up.

After being forced to stop, he gave me a full two-hour thought education.

And tell me not to find a boyfriend in the trash next time.

Go to school and talk about boyfriends.

Next time I break his leg like this.

It’s a joke though.

But the feelings of the day the ashes tried to beat people up were true.

The boy with the size of the horse got his fist tight, his eyebrow was cold and his muscles tight.

I can imagine Zhou Xue’s real presence and I don’t know what kind of deformed Kong he’s gonna beat up.

So when I saw the ashes, I suddenly had a full heart.

“We have something to talk about! I’m sorry.

There was a twilight flashing on the face of the earth and staring at me with Zhou’s sleeve.

The fragrance of the body permeates.

His voice is dim, but he smells like it.

“Chiri, did I tell you last time?

“Let me see you with him again.

“I saw him once and beat him up once. I’m sorry.

8

I get up and I’m going to pull the ashes and I’m going to explain it to him.

Zhou Wuk just came together and grabbed my wrists like it oiled on fire.

“Riri, he wouldn’t dare, this is school.

“I made up with Riley. What do you want? I’m sorry.

I’m squealing bad.

Zhou Wuk is a bad guy, right?

Is it because you don’t have enough to tear it down?

The ashes bended over the lips and smiled so loudly.

“Good.

“A man comes with me. I’m sorry.

And We threw away Zhou’s hand: “Whosoever has made peace with you, go back to your dormitory, and leave it alone.” I’m sorry.

And then we’ll pull the burn and run.

Until he is dragged to a place where he cannot see Zhou Wuk.

I couldn’t stop breathing too fast, and the ashes covered my pants.

I said, “Land, earth, ashes… I have nothing to do with him, but I have something to do with it. I’m sorry.

“What else needs physical contact?”

“Chiri, haven’t you learned enough? What did I tell you last time? I’m sorry.

I feel like he’s in a different mood than in the past, and even a little bitter.

I thought Zhou Wuk just said I might be blind, and suddenly I started to get upset.

“Why are you so mean? What do you know?

“What do you care if you have a girlfriend? I’m sorry.

I suddenly realized that that was too obvious.

Even close to complaining and complaining.

I’m going to change it.

“What if Zhou Wuk and I made up? It’s my choice, okay? I’m sorry.

I obviously got him mad.

The face of the ashes immediately sank, and he crocheted his hand with his fingerbone.

Then I whispered and said something mean.

“I don’t care if you’re your son.” I’m sorry.

9

I can’t talk about it.

I still have my birthday present in the bag, and my arm hurts.

I went in and grabbed the box in my hand. It was a bracelet that I went to Tibet alone in my senior year.

I don’t know if I’m going out.

It’s not too much to fight with, but this time, it’s not like usual.

After this fight, I lost all news of the ashes.

I can’t find him.

I called all the friends around him, I couldn’t say.

After the ashes went to university, his family moved out of the country.

The ashes stayed in the country for school, and no one was keeping him at ease.

I can’t help it. I’m a friend who grew up together.

I went to medical school to find Les.

Lisbeth was gentle, and she was smiling at me.

“You’ve been very close to him. I’m sorry.

I was afraid that she might have misunderstood and explained, “It’s not so good, I just want to know why he hasn’t been to class for days. Do you know what happened? I’m sorry.

Lisbeth Squire smiles:

“Of course I do.

“But, Dirty.

“What does it matter to you?” He’s my boyfriend. I’m sorry.

Let’s start with your little hands.

The Devil San San, the supermarket has met the horse.

He stares at the old sour noodle in my arms, “This is dinner.” I’m sorry.

I’m like, “It’s good, you don’t care. I’m sorry.

315. He sent it after the party.

I:

One.

Family, I’m in a very complicated mood.

As a man who ate a bucket of old sour noodles on the 14th of March, I was in the bathroom throwing up.

Close your eyes, and your head is full of stinky slippers and smoked dirt.

At this moment, the venom comes.

I:

Cinran, wait!

If it weren’t for my parents’ isolation from the field, I’d be a poor man who can’t make food and can’t sell.

I ran out and shot across the door of the Cynlons.

The door was turned and I just yelled and there was no sound.

With a towel on his head, the bead drops down his collarbone, running through a full pecs, a spectered abs…

He’s not dressed!

Cynlon reacts very quickly to close the door, and my cheeks are red, and I stand at the door and yell, “Sinlang, you’ve changed…”

The door was opened again, and Sinlon was dressed in his blouse, and he leaned on it, “I thought it was my father.” I’m sorry.

I said, “Uncle Sin is working late tonight.” I’m sorry.

He said, “Hmm,” and he suggested to me that I went in.

“What’s the matter?” He asked.

I’m a bit of a dumb-ass.

But I still hold my chest up: “What do you mean by “good”? I’m sorry.

Sinlang leaned on the bastion of the bastion, scrambling: “It means literally.” I’m sorry.

“It’s fun to fall under the rock? I’m sorry.

Interesting. I’m sorry.

I:

I started playing the emotional card: “Did you not have any pity when you watch those who grew up with you? I’m sorry.

Sinlang: No. I’m sorry.

I:

I turned my head and fell on the door.

I’m so mad at Cynlon for taking care of him!

His parents divorced and he followed him as a doctor’s father.

When I was a kid, I felt sorry for him without his mother, took care of him and fought with the kid king in the neighborhood.

Sinlang was white and good, like a porcelain doll, but from some point on, he started ignoring me and pretending he didn’t know me.

Then we went to a college, and I liked the same senior, and asked him to be my wingman, and he just blew me up.

Then I graduated from college, and I chose employment, and he continued his studies and met only a few times.

However, every time I met, he turned against me, and he didn’t change anything.

I was lying in bed and I was angry and hungry.

So I turned on a short video software, and I looked at my favorite eater.

He’s a very good cook.

His video was soft and his graphics were quiet, but his short-sleeved arms and aprons were strangling and strangling his tight and strong body.

As a result, the style of the video comment area is gradually moving away.

“My husband’s cooking for me again.”

I don’t usually get involved in this, but I’m pissed off tonight, like I hit a demon, and I’m trying to mimic someone who’s got no husband. I’m sorry.

And when I got excited, I said, “You don’t have a husband?”

Two minutes later, Jedda responded.

Just two words: do you?

I watched for a long time and screamed.

He’s back!

Excited heart, shivering hand, I started talking nonsense.

I: Honey.

Yinta: …

Two.

I was so angry and hungry, but by my husband…

The next day I went to work, and I met Cynlon who came downstairs to dump the garbage.

I pretended I couldn’t see him, and he kept staring at me.

I can’t stand it at last: “Why?” I’m sorry.

He kept his eyelids down, he looked at me up and down, and he said, “It’s nothing, it’s just that he thinks that people can’t look. I’m sorry.

When you’re done, you’re on top.

I:

What do you mean?

I don’t know.

In the morning, I poached fish in my office, and I couldn’t help but flip out the video again.

How many times have you looked at him?

When it came out, I couldn’t help but mock myself, and he returned my comments. Where did I get the confidence that he’d teach sugar vinegar ribs?

I turned on my phone at night when I was on the subway.

Private letters are on.

JT: Already.

3

What’s it like to be turned over for two days in a row by someone you like?

I’m floating now anyway.

The first thing on the subway was to go to the supermarket and buy ribs and then go home and watch the teaching video of Jyuda.

It’s supposed to be in a hurry, there’s little change in the flight space, and there’s no usual atmosphere, but every step is very detailed, even when I’m a cook.

I’m about to start cooking.

Then, without knowing what had happened, the pot was on fire, the next groceries were set on fire, the kitchen was set on fire, and I didn’t put it out.

Finally, 119 is coming…

After the fire was extinguished, the festivities of the neighbours were scattered.

Only Uncle Sin and Sin Lang are still here.

Uncle Sin asked, “What’s wrong with the kitchen? I’m sorry.

“I want to cook…”

“Oh, your parents aren’t home. Uncle Sin filmed me, “It’s all right, come and eat at his uncle’s house. I’m sorry.

I looked forward to Sinlang.

He leaned by the door, his lips were tight, neither consented nor refused.

I shaked my head, “No, Uncle, Sinlang’s graduating, and I think I’m busy.”

“My dad says I’m fine. “Singlan’s voice is lazy and he wants to beat me.” I’m sorry.

I:

And We squeezed out a smile gnawing, “That’s a problem for you. I’m sorry.

What’s the big deal, asshole?

If you cook bad, I won’t spray you!

4

The next morning, I opened the door and I saw Cynlon waiting at the door.

He gave me a lunch bag, a light eyebrow, and he came up with a “breaker” and turned his head.

I stopped there for a moment.

…and breakfast?

On the way to work, I opened the lunch box, a rice troupe and a bean bag.

Taste it, very nice.

But it looks like it’s half-finished.

I can’t help but laugh when I think about the way Cynlon buys food all night so I can’t find a chance to spray him.

Don’t think I’ll let you go!

At night, the first time I went back for dinner, I bought some fruit.

Pretty lady knocks on the door, and the obnoxious face of Sinlang appears.

He held the door frame and looked at what was in my hand, and he swabbed at me, and he said, “Oh, you know, bring me a present? I’m sorry.

And I squeezed into the house: “Don’t act like this, it’s for Uncle Sin. I look around, “Where’s Uncle Sin?” I’m sorry.

“Night shift. I’m sorry.

“What about dinner?” I’m sorry.

“Not yet. I’m sorry.

“Well, don’t some people say they’re okay and have time to cook? I’m sorry.

He asked, “What do you want to eat?” I’m sorry.

I’ve been thinking about it all of a sudden, and it’s too simple to think about it, and I can’t think about it for a while…

Cynlon’s staring at me.

I’m so strong, I think for half a day…

“Whatever. I’m sorry.

Sinlang: …

He twisted his head into the kitchen.

Is it too easy to let him go?

No, I don’t know what’s complicated. Someone always knows.

So I decisively opened up the private interface with Jedda.

I said, “Do you have any complicated and delicious home food?”

I’m just holding on to the idea of trying, and I don’t expect him to turn up like he did twice before.

This time it’s almost seconds back.

But the answer is no.

JT: No more husband?

♪ ♪ I’ll tell you ♪

I can’t believe you’re such a jerk!

I’m a good man: husband.

The sound of the china crack in the kitchen.

I was in a panic.

In the kitchen, Sin Long is crouching on the floor to clean up the mess.

You’re so clumsy, you shouldn’t even get in the kitchen.

Of course, I won’t let his chances slip. “If I don’t cook, I’ll be fine.” I’m sorry.

He turned around and fell into pieces and left me alone.

When I air?

I walked to him with an arrow, and I came to him with an arrow.

The moment I saw his face, the rest turned in my mouth, and said, “Why is your face so red?” I’m sorry.

5

“It’s hot.” I’m sorry.

It’s not summer yet. How can it be so hot?

I couldn’t help but ask him, “Are you all right? I’m sorry.

“Why are you so many things? I’m sorry.

I:

Fuck you. You think I want to fuck you?

I went back to the living room and re-opened the chat with Jedda.

I haven’t been back since my husband.

Did my passion scare you away?

I’ll explain immediately: I was joking, not offensive.

Jedda didn’t return until Sin Long made dinner.

Well, looks like my lucky fan career is over.

I’ve moved my sights to the table, a ketchup fried egg, a plate of sugary ribs, and I’ve moved up and stopped on Cynlon’s face.

“How do you know I want sugar and vinegar ribs?” I’m sorry.

He looks like he’s taking care of a fool: “If I remember correctly, the food that some people burned up in the kitchen is sugar and vinegar, right? I’m sorry.

When I came here, I felt like I was telling the truth…

And he leaned on the table and said, “I am the one who gives you mercy and gives you a taste of the sugary raisins.” I’m sorry.

I:

I hold my fist tight.

I put up with it for dinner.

I pulled out the first chopstick.

Well, the vinegar ribs, they don’t sell at all, they’re so much worse than Jedda’s.

Holy shit, it’s delicious!

I’m just holding on to the expression I’m satisfied with and looking at Cynlon.

He looked at me so well.

I swallowed my saliva and made a gesture: “It’s normal, it eats. I’m sorry.

Cinnamon smiled.

“Uh… maybe it’s a little delicious. I’m sorry.

He’s laughing again.

I’m tired of it: “Will you eat? I’m sorry.

He sat across from me.

I ate a lot of chopsticks. But in order to show that I don’t like the food he makes, I try to chew as fast as I can and swallow it.

But for a long time, I ate two meals.

It was unexpected that Cynlon didn’t take me for that, and when I finished, he just knocked on the table, “Go wash the dishes.” I’m sorry.

Those who don’t cook do bowls, it’s a little self-conscious.

I’ll pack the chopsticks and bring them to the kitchen.

When I finished washing out of the kitchen, Cynlon was on TV and sitting on the couch playing with his cell phone.

The TV just happened to run a phone commercial, and the spokesperson was one of my favorite bean lovers.

I stood by the couch and couldn’t help but say, “My husband is so handsome.” I’m sorry.

“What are you talking about?” I’m sorry.

I don’t understand why he was so shocked that his cell phone was almost thrown away.

“My husband is so handsome.” I’m sorry.

Singlan’s staring at the TV screen, silent.

And I’m like Jane, “My husband has a kiosk, a kiosk, a seal…

I suddenly felt like the air pressure was starting to get low.

So slowly shut up.

Sinlang was silent for a long time, and finally, he spits out a sentence — “You can go.”

I’m almost out of here.

The timer is Junjie.

I’m out of here.

Six.

The first night of the meal, the experience.

The next night, I’m still shy.

Uncle Sin is at home this time. I’ve made a lot of rules with him.

It’s like we’re really close.

Uncle Sin: “Sing, didn’t he bully you yesterday? I’m sorry.

Sinlang came over with an eye knife.

I laughed, “No, Sinlang is good to me.” I’m sorry.

The last few words are almost gnawed.

Sinlang takes it back.

This time, Cynlon made four dishes, and the plaque was clearly better than yesterday.

And Uncle Sin said, “Look, I said, “Sinlang is good at cooking.” I’m sorry.

Yesterday, two people, two dishes, three people today, four dishes, and I seriously suspect that Sinlang is targeting me.

After dinner, I started packing chopsticks.

Uncle Sin waved: “Here, I’ll do it. I’m sorry.

I pick up the chopsticks and I go into the kitchen.

Uncle Sin, keep up.

I said, “Uncle, take a break. I’m supposed to pick up the dishes. I did it yesterday. I’m sorry.

When Uncle Sin thought, “Oh,” he opened a cupboard and said, “Did Cynlon not tell you there was a dishwasher? I’m sorry.

I:

The dishwashing mission was finally given to the dishwasher.

When Uncle Sin entered the house, he was still lying on the couch playing with his cell phone.

“Why didn’t you tell me there was a dishwasher yesterday?” I’m sorry.

“You didn’t ask. I’m sorry.

“Can’t I say it without asking you?” I’m sorry.

“Can’t. “You should thank me and give you a chance to exercise.” I’m sorry.

I really want to hit him.

I took two steps forward and my fist was out.

I don’t know if it’s too fast or the Cynland floor is too new, and I kneel before the sofa with a bang.

Sinlang finally turned his eyes off his cell phone and said, “It’s not so polite. I’m sorry.

I:

7

After a few meals at the Cynlons, my stomach was soaking and my lungs were going to explode.

Sing Lang is an asshole who knows a hundred ways to kill me.

To make matters worse, Jedda, he’s not renewing.

He hasn’t been updated since I had lunch at Cynlon’s.

I asked him a few times. He didn’t answer.

I’m so sorry, my happiness is gone.

I can’t wait to watch him cook without a handsome man.

When I went back to lunch, I used to sneak into the kitchen with excuses.

Singlang is not lazy in order to make food, but rather to play with his cell phone at the table, and there is no cure for his cooking.

I looked him in the eye, I was good in body, I was good in cooking, other things, um…

“Why do you always come to the kitchen, trying to steal a teacher? I’m sorry.

I:

Can I burn your kitchen down?

I can’t take it anymore.

Start eating outside and then go home.

When he met Cynlon, he did not ask, but Uncle Sin cared, “Why haven’t you come these two days? I’m sorry.

“To eat with friends. I’m sorry.

“Oh, come back sometime. I’m sorry.

I nod my head, turn around and open the door, and the rest of the light goes right out of Sinlang.

“Dad, have you seen the news?”

Uncle Sin: “Well?”

“The catering industry has a spot-check. Many homes are closed. “It’s not safe to eat outside. I’m sorry.

I:

Will it kill you?

The first thing I did was turn on my phone and check the news.

It’s not as bad as Cinran said, but a “safer than that” makes me dream back of the sour pasta.

It was a nightmare of my life.

At night, I was lying in bed, opening the private interface with Jyuda again.

Turned up, and since Jedda died, I sent a private letter, and he didn’t return it.

But I can’t help but say that before I go to bed, I can’t help but send another one: is it true that food security is so serious that food outside is not available?

I didn’t expect him to come back. I dropped my phone and my private letter was on.

JT: This is the way it compares.

I can’t believe I’m online.

I said, “You’ve come back to me! You haven’t been updated lately. Are you busy?

After a while, Jedda returned: Well, cooking for someone.

I was like: girlfriend?

This time, he waited a long time and did not reply.

And I know that I spy on other people’s privacy, and I explain, “Don’t worry about what I guess.”

Two minutes later, JT: Not yet.

I was right on top of my ass: you’re gentle, you cook, you have a key figure, which girl doesn’t like?

I’m: I’d love it anyway.

It’s been a while.

JYDAN: With your best words.

8

I went back to the Cinglong family again for safety.

It’s already been done, but all of a sudden, Sinlang is acting strangely, not only to stop talking about me, but also to do strange things from time to time.

For example, one time after work, when Uncle Sin was not here, I said that his stomach was sore, he went into the kitchen silently.

Ten minutes later, a bowl of red brown liquid came out.

I:

I said, “What is this?”

Cynlon naturally looked elsewhere and coughed. I’m sorry.

I suddenly turned to him and started laughing at his legs: “You don’t think I’m coming to my aunt?” That’s not the only reason my stomach hurts. I just had a lot of ice cream for lunch.

Sinlang: …

If my eyes can kill people, I’ve been dead 10,000 times.

In the end, Cynlon was about to fall, and I stopped him: “No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. I’m sorry.

Ginger tea is hot, I lift the bowl, I breathe, I drink it with a small mouth, and I drink it with an empty bowl: “I’m finished.” I’m sorry.

Sinlong’s eyelids were not lifted, picked up my bowl and turned his head into the kitchen.

What, I’m so respectful of his work, and I’m not sure it’s that easy?

I’ve been thinking about Jedda.

I don’t feel much like Sing Long making me a red sugar ginger tea, but a new girl might have moved on?

So I pulled out my phone, and I broke my heart.

I said, “Yinda, you can try making that girl a red sugar ginger tea. She’ll be so moved.”

Yinta again: Did someone cook you?

And I said, “Well.”

JG: Are you moving?

Well, I didn’t have a heart, but since I suggested it, then…

I’m: Hmm.

Then Jedda didn’t come back to me.

I sat in the restaurant and waited on the left and on the right.

I couldn’t help but say, “Where are you fighting the stove?” I’m sorry.

When I was ready to rebut it, Sing Lang only looked at me and said nothing.

At the table, the atmosphere is very strange.

As usual, I’ve spoken to you about my words, and I’ve told you nothing, and this time I’ve said anything, and he’s “um-hmm.”

And what’s even more strange is that on a number of occasions I rose up and he quickly turned away.

I looked up at him and said, “Are you spying on me? I’m sorry.

He didn’t talk.

“Something on my face?”

“That’s not true. * He looked elsewhere, he coughed, and he said * I’m sorry.

I said, “Ah?”

“I’m talking about makeup. I’m sorry.

I:

But the question is, am I wearing lipstick today?

9

At night, I lay on a bed, then I was unaware of the aftermath.

You’re not going to make me look good, are you?

I couldn’t help but laugh. Well, he’s got a little conscience.

Thinking I was the target of a small-town boy who would have been the only one to play with if he hadn’t fought the King?

At night, I had a dream.

Dreaming of the first time I met Sin Lang.

It rained outside, and he sat at the door of the unit, with two black grapes in his white, round face. I couldn’t help but stop and ask, “What are you doing here?” I’m sorry.

“I’m waiting for my mother.” I’m sorry.

I thought he couldn’t find his mother and suddenly had a strong sense of purpose: “I’ll take you to her.” I’m sorry.

He didn’t say no. I pulled him up, ran away in the rain and didn’t find his mother.

“Are you younger than me? I’m sorry.

I didn’t wait for him to answer. I made my own point: “Call me sister.” I’m sorry.

Little Cynlon had his lips on his lips and was struggling in his eyes, and he was about to open his mouth, and suddenly his face had turned into an adult.

They’re always staring at me with lazy, half-eyed eyes, frowning, “Sister.” I’m sorry.

I woke up.

Because of this dream, all day long, I was unconscious.

It was not until this afternoon that the project was discussed with a co-worker.

But I didn’t expect the manager of the project to be Tray.

This Tray, that’s when I asked Cynlon to be my wingman and help me catch up.

I was right down.

After all these years, he’s been dressed up to be an elite. Don’t you remember me?

If anyone knew that the line of view had just been set, he would say, “Joe, what’s going on?” I’m sorry.

I:

I said, “Mr. Tray, it’s been a long time…”

He said, “Well, he didn’t talk to me anymore, but instead he went to other colleagues, business, and continued to work together.

I can’t help but think.

When I asked Cynlon to help me, I didn’t know what the kid said in front of Curry, and the next day he came to me and said, “Let’s be friends.”

Don’t think about it. Cynlan must have said a lot about me.

Or, rather than that, Tray will not be able to hide from me after all these years.

The cooperation project was well discussed and, at night, both company personnel went to dinner.

I’ll give Sing Long an advance.

When the message was sent, I stunned.

How does it feel that your late husband is reporting to his wife?

Because I’m old-fashioned with Tray, and our colleagues have arranged for us to sit together.

I don’t know, the atmosphere between us is a lot of relief.

After the three rounds, Tray started talking to me.

I don’t know what to say about Sinlang.

He smiled: “Did you marry your little bamboo horse?” I’m sorry.

“No, no, no. I’m sorry.

Creary laughed again: “Are you getting engaged? I’m sorry.

“Me and Cynlon are friends…”

Curry’s beginning to laugh, and if you look at me,

He poured me a drink with his hand: “That seems to be a misunderstanding. I’m sorry.

I haven’t had enough.

This time, Curry offered to pour me a drink, and everyone will see it or lose his face.

So I bit my teeth and drank it.

At the end of the meal, my footsteps started to float.

Creary drove here, so he didn’t drink, and our colleagues knew about our relationship and agreed to it on my behalf when Creary offered to send me back.

That’s it. I just got in the car with Terry.

Forget it, forget it.

On the way, Tray didn’t talk to me very much, the sound was on the soft music, the wine was in the car, it wasn’t like hypnosis.

The car stopped downstairs, and I was woken up by Curry, and I swayed down, and I looked up and saw Cynlon.

10

“What are you doing here? I’m sorry.

Then he came down to hold me: “I called him down. I’m sorry.

I didn’t realize what was wrong with that sentence, and I didn’t see how Cynlon pulled me from the Curry.

It’s just instinctively, it smells a little heavy in the air.

Sinlang: You can go now. I’m sorry.

“She’s so drunk, let me help her.” I’m sorry.

Zinlong: “Good will, but you are not needed here. I’m sorry.

I didn’t hear you.

I couldn’t hold it any longer after Creary drove off, and the whole man was paralyzed on Cynlon, with little strength.

He stood stiff and he was cold.

Sinlang is angry.

He knows I don’t drink well. He said so many times before that I don’t drink outside.

And this time I didn’t just drink it, I put him in trouble in the middle of the night.

I’m sorry. I’m not drinking anymore.

He groaned and crouched on me.

I fell on his back and couldn’t help but feel his attitude abated: “Sinron, have you seen Tray over the years? I’m sorry.

“None. His voice is cold, “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.

“Well… he’s pretty handsome now…”

Sinlang: …

“Oh. Sing Long’s eccentric, “And another husband? I’m sorry.

I shake my head.

“There can only be one husband. I’m sorry.

I buried my face in his shoulder, and his voice suffocated: “It must be the best cook…”

Otherwise, I’m afraid I’ll starve.

And then, suddenly, his feet were in place, and his cheek was on the side, and he called me, “Joe!” I’m sorry.

I’d like to respond, but the eyelids are so heavy that I can’t talk.

The night of the Twilight Spring was cold, and I was lying on his back as if I had heard his heart beating.

A long time later, he said something.

But I didn’t hear you.

Just remember, his tone was never gentle.

Eleven.

After that night, Tray got me somewhere.

Perhaps because I liked it, I didn’t reject talking to him, but I created unrealistic illusions.

It’s been a while since I’ve met you. I’ve grown up, I’m attractive.

Of course, this idea is only a reflection.

I haven’t had enough of myself.

I started just chatting, and then I got ripe and Curry invited me to dinner.

But ptsd made me say no: I prefer to cook for myself.

TRI: Well, my cousin’s gonna open a restaurant and ask me to find some friends to try something.

End of story, add: free us.

Speaking of which, it doesn’t look good if I refuse.

So I said yes.

But I had no idea that that promise had gone on for days.

It doesn’t matter whether it’s food or dinner with Cream, the problem is that every time Cream sends me home, Cinglang happens to be standing downstairs.

Their arms are dark, and they look far away, and it’s like a trap.

I’m clean and white between me and Trey.

No, even if it’s not innocent, what’s the matter?

But I don’t know what to do with him.

Because don’t ask, it’s running at night.

Then why do we always meet?

Don’t ask. It’s pure coincidence.

I’m very speechless.

A few days without a meal at the Sinlang house, one night I suddenly found that Jedda had returned to a new one.

Not only is it better, it’s better than before.

I can’t help but believe that you’ve been updated! Don’t you have to cook for that girl now?

JT: Hmm.

I guess in bad places: didn’t I catch up? I don’t think so. Someone cooks for himself every day.

A long time ago.

JG: Would you?

I’m sorry.

Suddenly thought of Cynlon.

He’s been eating his meals every day, feeling thin, normal, and now not eating for a few days, suddenly having a feeling of missing.

It’s not just the taste buds and tummys, it’s like there’s something else, it’s empty.

I can’t help it.

I: What are you doing?

Half a minute, Cynlon:

I’m like, “What are you doing, giving me a question mark?”

CS: Oh.

CS: Cooking.

I’m: What’s dinner so late?

CS: Nightnight.

I’m staring at the phone screen, and I’m like, “Can I try it?”

Sinlang seconds back: Whatever.

12

“Your dad’s asleep?” I’m sorry.

Sinlang was in his home clothes and turned to the kitchen: “No. I’m sorry.

I relaxed for a moment.

I told you, this is the best night. Uncle Sin’s definitely not here.

A few moments later, the table was filled with a series of unhealthy foods, such as barbecues and lobsters.

I looked at Cynlon, and he looked a little tired.

“Are you in a bad mood? I’m sorry.

“No.” I’m sorry.

How can I not understand how he’s depressed when I’ve known him all these years?

There were two cans of Japanese on the table, which looked like a drink, and I took a bottle of zipper, and I took two.

Sweet yogurt, kind of special.

Cynlon’s staring at me, if you think about it.

I haven’t talked to him in a long time, and I can’t help but ask, “You’re in a bad mood because of your graduation for a job. I’m sorry.

“Who did you hear? I’m sorry.

I scratched my head, “I guess…”

“The job has already been found, and I’m not in a bad mood, just a little upset.” I’m sorry.

“Why?”

“I met a fool. I’m sorry.

“What? I’m sorry.

“Only an idiot who eats without brains. I’m sorry.

“…”

How does it feel he’s talking about me?

I won’t ask.

Eat and drink, and a bottle will soon be gone.

I slowly felt a little dizzy.

“What am I drinking? I’m sorry.

“The sour gin.” I’m sorry.

I:

And suddenly I was a little scared: “I can’t drink, I just promised you…”

“That’s outside. “It’s at home. I’m sorry.

Saying, give me another jar: “Drink.” I’m sorry.

I’m staring at the can, not the can, not the can.

Whispering for half a day, still picking up.

One says, this sour wine is pretty tedious.

It’s too late to finish the night.

I came home and brushed my teeth and found a piece.

CS: Again, no drinking outside.

I was so drunk that I didn’t say anything like that, but I said it: I know.

It’s over, and it’s got a “good night” look.

13

Saturday, I got an appointment with the renovation team to redecorate the kitchen I burned.

It was loud, I had a job to do, and I knocked on the Singlan’s door.

He was dressed up and seemed ready to leave.

I said, “Do you mind if I borrow the study? I’m sorry.

Sing Long gently lifts his chin and suggests I go in.

I sat in the kitchen for a while, and I found Cynland.

Isn’t it a little early for lunch?

I looked in the living room and pretended to walk into the kitchen: “It’s early to cook.” I’m sorry.

Sinlang’s head was not lifted either: “A fellow student broke his bones and went to the hospital with some food. I’m sorry.

I licked my lips, and I asked myself, “Is it a boy or a girl?” I’m sorry.

“What difference does it make?” I’m sorry.

Uh… it seems not.

It doesn’t matter, does it?

I don’t know why, but it’s weird to think that if you’re a girl…

I don’t think I’ve ever imagined what would happen if Cynlon cooked for another girl.

Cynlon put the good food in the hot box.

It didn’t take long.

But I felt that every move he made was slowing down in front of me.

There’s a voice in the heart that goes over and over and over, “Does it really make a difference for boys and girls?”

I’m starting to squeeze my fist.

Sinlang picked up the lunch box and walked by me, and suddenly he stopped.

And then raise your hand and gently tap my hair.

“It’s a boy. I’m sorry.

I returned to him and looked up at him: “Ah! I’m sorry.

He seems to be in a good mood.

“Imbecile.” I’m sorry.

He left it and went straight out.

If it had been the usual, I’d have jumped because of the “wit” of Sinlang.

I don’t know why, this time, instead of being angry, I jumped very fast. The top of the hair he touched, it was hot and itchy.

I don’t know what it’s like, but I’m filled with empty space.

I was sitting in front of the computer after Cynlon left and I was just having a weird feeling.

I couldn’t read the work, I took out my cell phone and opened the private interface with Jedda.

I don’t know who to tell.

I: I haven’t spoken to you in a while. I’m confused about something. Can I tell you something?

I said, “I have a bamboo horse who grew up together.” I used to use him as a brother, and I didn’t have a concept of man or woman. But recently, for some reason, he cooked me for a while, and then I found out that I felt something different about him.

I said: Is it because he grabbed my stomach? Or is it like that?

It’s a long story, and I didn’t expect Yedda to read it and give me answers, so I threw my cell phone over the side and I worked hard.

Almost at noon, I picked up my phone and looked at the time, and I found Jedda’s reply.

I’m excited to open up.

I can see two lines of strong news.

JT: You like him.

Go after him.

14

With regard to the Jedda proposal, I have been thinking very seriously for many days.

Do I really like Cynlon?

Well, he does look good, he cooks well, he has a good figure, except sometimes when he has a bad tongue…

I thought of it here, and I suddenly realized that it’s been a long time since Cynland had taken me.

Looks like you can change that.

In order to determine my mind, I have come up with several ways to finally decide to go to the movies.

I lied about my friend’s failure and called out Cynlon.

I didn’t do my homework in advance. I picked a very stomach-acheful youth film.

I almost fell asleep.

I sat there with Cynlon.

I watched his face secretly, and feared the next moment he jumped up sarcasticly on my selection.

It took him a long time before he turned to me, and his voice was calm: “Go back.” I’m sorry.

I:

Don’t touch me?

It’s not like Cinran.

He gets up and I don’t move. I’m sorry.

I was just about to get up, and I heard him say, “I want to stay with me a little longer, but I have plenty of time.” I’m sorry.

I:

So if you don’t, you’ll become self-obsessed?

The cinema failed, and I turned to the playground.

And I did it again, and I said again, “Friends fail.”

Zinran: “It’s hard for you, your friend. I’m sorry.

I:

At the end of the day, I’ll pay for the tickets.

This time I’m dressed up.

In the face of Cinran, who is so familiar that he can no longer be familiar, I have the feeling of being indissoluble.

At first, we played some simple projects together.

I didn’t think it was exciting enough. I proposed to go to the roller coaster.

I’m not afraid of this kind of thing, but I thought I might see my mind when I blow on it.

Cynlon just looked at me with some thought and said yes.

There are many couples on the roller coaster, and almost every girl is leaning on her boyfriend. I’m a little out of touch with Cynlon.

With the roller coaster up and down, the screams continued.

When the highest point was about to fall, I didn’t know what to think, and suddenly held Cynland’s hand.

The clear sense of touch brings me back to life, and I’m going to untie myself.

And from that moment forth, all of a sudden, he took his hand against his head.

I’m surprised to see it. He just happens to look at it.

I’ve never seen Cynlon look so gentle, so gentle as to say…

Don’t be afraid.

We spent the night at the playground to watch the fireworks.

I’ve been talking about it all the time.

The two of us walk together, and Cynland listens in silence.

When he arrived at the pyrotechnic viewing area, he suddenly asked: “Joe, are you chasing me?” I’m sorry.

I’m sorry.

“I…”

The first reaction sought to deny, but there was nothing to deny.

And the first of the pyrotechnics was blown out of the sky, and the silver of the fire was blown, and the pale words that I tried to explain.

I’m done. Am I that obvious?

Or I’ll tell Cynland that I’m just trying to confirm my feelings, that you don’t have to stress, that we can just keep being friends, and we…

Sinlang suddenly brought me into his arms.

And the moment when We heard him say,

“I agree. I’m sorry.

Hey.

“Let’s be together. I’m sorry.

15

Like a dream.

When my parents were in isolation, did I have a boyfriend, or did I grow up together?

But a few days ago, I heard a bad news.

Cynlon’s moving.

Uncle Sin told me.

We haven’t told him I’m with Cynlon yet because we’re afraid to scare Uncle Sin.

That’s probably why he told me about the move while he was chatting.

The other day, when Sin Long went back to school, Uncle Sin saw me down and said, “How about you come and see Uncle’s new home?” Not far, just next door to the neighborhood. I’m sorry.

I’m sure I’ll be there. Why don’t we get acquainted now.

So I promised.

On the way, Uncle Sin was having fun: “I was going to move a few years earlier, and Sing Long never said yes. I guess it might be too much for you…”

I’m down, old face red.

He said a lot, like the day he didn’t see him, that Cynlon was always asking about me, and that my parents weren’t home, and he offered me to eat at his place.

I’ve been walking and listening, and I’ve always felt that Uncle Sin’s words are connected, like a big, dark theater.

I looked down and couldn’t help but laugh.

When I see Cynlon, I must ask him.

When I got to the new house with Uncle Sin, I was stupid.

It’s the same set here as Yinda’s video.

Coincidence, must be coincidence.

Then I saw the same apron that was hanging in the kitchen.

I just blew up my brain.

The speech was organized for a long time before it was rigidly turned to Uncle Sin: “Uncle Sin’s video will be made here?” I’m sorry.

“Hmm? Uncle Sin doesn’t care, “I think so. I don’t know. I’m sorry.

I:

Aah! Aah!

What have I done?

I left a message in the morning calling his husband!

I taught him how to chase me!

I told him how I feel about him!

That’s when Cynlon sent it.

See?

I:

He knew Uncle Sin was taking me to their new home!

We said, “Oh, it’s so deep.”

CS: I can’t help but hide so deep that you can find me on the Internet and a husband.

I:

I said: “A narcissistic, an asshole! Who knows that you are Jedda!”

Speaking of which, I suddenly settled.

I said, “Why are you called Jedda?”

It’s been a while.

CS: What do you think?

Cynlon: Joaquin.

I looked at my name, and the moment I figured it out, I was blushing.

I said, “Oh, I was in my heart.

Sinlang did not return this time and did not reply immediately.

After about half a minute, he suddenly sent a voice.

I lighted it up and I breathed.

He said, “Well, it’s long gone. I’m sorry.

16

After my parents were isolated, I told them and Uncle Sin about me and Sinlong.

Strange. They’re not surprised.

My mother’s relief: “You finally got the heart of Cinran.” I’m sorry.

I:

I said, “So obvious?”

My mom flipped her white eye: “You’re the only one who can’t see it. I’m sorry.

I:

I couldn’t help but complain when I dated Cynlon again: “My mother says I have no brains and I can’t see how you feel about me.” I’m sorry.

“The aunt’s assessment is very true.” I’m sorry.

I:

I said, “Who made you so obvious?” It’s all your fault!”

“My fault.” I’m sorry.

And I said, “Why didn’t Trey contact me?” I thought he was after me. I’m sorry.

“He won’t dare.” I’m sorry.

I wonder, “Do you know something? I’m sorry.

“I don’t know.” I’m sorry.

I wonder even more: “You must know.” And did you tell him a lot about me? I’m sorry.

“None. I’m sorry.

“Well, you’re a liar, and I’m not talking to you today! I’m sorry.

“Oh? “Sinlang is very close and his eyes are full of smiles.

The safe distance breaks, and his breath smells.

I screamed “dangerous,” and the next second, a gentle, careful kiss slowly fell.

Then came the whisper of Sinlang in his ear,

“I love you. I’m sorry.

(concluded)

Keep your eyes on the road.