Have you ever had a new boss who died in high school?
I have.
First love ex, break up isn’t nice.
But I didn’t think that one day I woke up hungover and found him in my bed.
9:00 a.m., General Manager’s office door.
I bowed to the door and made a harmless smile.
Good morning, Lu.
“You’re late. * The voices inside are cold *
Huh?
The sound of ice…
The reunion was so high last night, it was late in the morning.
The probation rule, 300 late and early.
Immediately following the decree of the Secretary of State, the Qin Emperor took over the throne and called me, the slave-man at the grass-roots level, to meet.
I stepped on the one I just bought last week and stood at the door with a limp.
The big computer screen blocked the legendary handsome face of the thief.
“Come in, close the door. I’m sorry.
I walked in and closed the door carefully, and suddenly my heel hurts.
Hey, the skin’s broken.
The other side had a small voice, with a thin and fine nostril, and could not hear it, and it was a little familiar.
“You know the rules. I’m sorry.
I couldn’t wait to nod my head, but I started thinking, “I’m late at 300.” I’m sorry.
Six hundred. I’m sorry.
“Huh? But company rules are always 300 late. I’m out of my mouth.
“Really?”
Right across the street, two words in the air, right into my head.
It’s like an invisible hand squeezing my heart, and my heart is raised to my throat.
The land of the Japanese machine finally rose from the pile of documents.
His hands were crossed, his elbows were gently placed on the table, he was wearing a glass of gold glasses, his shirt was slightly curled up in his sleeves, his mouth was turned in cold radians, and his standard elite, Sven, was handsome.
My world collapsed in a moment of sight.
He’s a nightmare of my entire student age, and it’s been going on to this day.
The moment I saw him, I grabbed my hands and my nails were in the flesh.
I’m shaking a little bit.
Man, you really shake when you’re excited.
Lunan Feng!
You have a face!
I’ve got 600 bucks on my face!
You’re a human being!
I wish I could’ve taken the hammer and run for him two.
I kept smiling, I had intense psychological activity, and I greeted his father 180 times!
It’s like the first time we met.
“In this company, I’m the rule. I’m late. I’m sorry.
“But I…”
He took off his gold glasses, showed a pair of eyes that could eat people, deep and beautiful, like a black hole in the universe.
“To explain?”
Explain your sister!
“No, no, you’re the leader, you’re the boss. I’m sorry.
I shake my head, late is the truth.
“You don’t think it’s unfair why you’re docked at 600. I’m sorry.
I decided to lie flat and the economic base decided on the thickness of the skin, to make him a leader and to smile.
“You are the rule. I’m sorry.
And he was struck by a moment, as though he had managed the 10th class of masters for his face, and was at ease.
“Good. I’m sorry.
I don’t laugh.
“Thank you, Mr. Lu. I’m sorry.
He picks up a stack of A4-papers, and I look over, and that’s my resume.
He was tough when he didn’t wear glasses, and dark, short hair was shining in the sun.
As in the summer of the second year of high school, he laughed at me in the bright sun, and looked at him, and he was as bright as a filter.
My face is a little hot again.
I admit that he does have an appetite for me, seven years ago or now.
I’m on my forehead and I’m restless.
“What? He looked up and looked at me. “The osteoporosis. Can’t stand it? I’m sorry.
I was forced to press and twist his ear.
“Not really. I’m sorry.
The mood seemed strange, and he seemed to be late for me in this silent manner.
After a while, he dropped my resume.
“Why are you late?”
“It’s too late to break down the subway and the bus. I’m sorry.
Can’t you get up early? I’m sorry.
“It was late yesterday. I’m sorry.
“Why are you late?”
“High school reunion. I’m sorry.
“Oh. I’m sorry.
“The old Jiang, he’s getting sick and wants to meet us.” I’m sorry.
I’m dry, my voice gets smaller, “But you didn’t come. I’m sorry.
“Oh. He has no feelings.
I just want to put an end to this long and embarrassing conversation.
“Mr. Lu, if nothing happens, then I’m out? I’m sorry.
“You’re unmarried? I’m sorry.
I opened my eyes, “Yeah. I’m sorry.
“No divorce?”
“Aah?”
I was about to be laughed at by his amazing brain.
“I’ve had that chance in my life, but fuck dogs. I’m sorry.
His voice came down softly: “The kite.” I’m sorry.
But I’m wearing a sting.
“You are my leader, Master Lu, and it is my duty to do whatever you have to do at work. But I hope you don’t talk about my life and who hasn’t met a few scum when you’re young. Oh no, a piece of shit, a piece of shit. I’m sorry.
And the lips of the south wind are a thread, and the man’s lips are thin, and he is in the thin.
I grunted, “If you do not command, I go out to work.” I’m sorry.
I went to the front door, and there was a feeling behind me.
“Don’t wear high heels. I’m sorry.
I breathed and turned and laughed:
“It’s not the corporate rule that a woman must wear a professional dress to work. Well, you’re the rule. I’ll change my slippers. I’m sorry.
Secretary Dong is surprised at me by the door.
“You’ve taken the wrong medication and you’re talking to Lu, I’ll tell you the truth. This company is owned by Lu, and you’re going to offend him. I’m sorry.
“Ah! It’s so big!”
It’s not easy to find a job these days, and I’m sitting here sitting there, thinking about what happened these years.
If it weren’t for the wind, I wouldn’t have lost my grades in two schools!
And then I got up and went straight after him.
The top design company in the city graduated, and the boss was an ex-boyfriend.
Those who abandoned me not only humiliated me but trampled on my purse!
I’ll open it up and see if you’re in the crowd.
The first statement was made by Mr. Jiang, schoolmaster.
“The south wind has returned. I’m sorry.
“Well, we’re back from the two schools. I’m sorry.
“There must be another reunion. I’m sorry.
“Dude, are you coming back for a trip or a settlement? I’m sorry.
“Enterprise.” I’m sorry.
“Stand down. I’m sorry.
“We’ll take care of our students later. I’m sorry.
General Lu’s power. I’m sorry.
There’s a bunch of rainbow farts in the back.
Lunan Wind has a fist look.
Three red packs came out of the group, and the students were rushing.
Next, a cartoon girl kneeled down and said, “Thank you, boss” .
My best friend Liu Hsi will talk to me in private.
“Let’s get the red bag. I’m sorry.
I said, “No. I’m sorry.
“The south wind has given off 600 red bags. I’m sorry.
“Huh. “It’s not harmful, it’s humiliating.
“You know how he got his $600? I’m sorry.
“What? I’m sorry.
I’m off the screen. Get to work.
LEE HHI looked at me for a long time and couldn’t wait to call me.
“Kuo, the wind is back, have you rekindled? After all these years you’ve been in the cold. I’m sorry.
“Hitch, I finally know how painful it is to have embarrassing cancer. Don’t bother me at work. I’m going to work overtime and make overtime. I’m going to have to earn $600 back. I’m sorry.
“Come on, let’s talk again! Lunan Feng, you’re in love, you’re rich, you don’t have much chance of getting out of poverty I’m sorry.
I’m holding the phone, and I’m skeletal.
“Hitch, I’m expensive. He doesn’t deserve me! I’m sorry.
Liu Hishina.
“Why do you hate him so much? I’m sorry.
I bite my teeth and act like a man.
“I don’t hate him. He taught me to grow. I’m sorry.
“He’s not…”
Liu Chishi has built up 18 prohibited images.
I tried to get her back to the sun.
“No! No! Get back to work!
“Don’t! Did he fuck you up?”
I don’t want to hang up.
Liu Chishi again played the nails, and the voice phone struck again.
“Lu Chishi, listen to me.
“So what?”
“Beasted by dogs!”
Lou Chi-hy got the answers I wanted, and I finally bought a morning of peace by selling my privacy.
My spirit is focused on drawing on the computer screen, and the morning knocks on the partition next door.
“A kite, you open a Japanese store next door? I’m sorry.
“The dailies? What’s the average man?”
Morning blink, “600. I’m sorry.
“I can’t afford it. Goodbye. I’m sorry.
Don’t panic, you don’t have to pay. I’m sorry.
“Really? I’m sorry.
“The Master Lu, it’s organized. I’m sorry.
I say no, and I say no. I’m sorry.
“Why?”
I quickly found myself a great reason.
“I feed, I don’t eat cold. I’m sorry.
The large forces, like the sea-water retreat, went to the beach next door at the dailies.
I groan.
“It’s important to be faceless. I’m sorry.
If that summer, nothing happened.
Then, seven years later, when I saw Lunan Feng, a good and decent old classmate, I must not kneel down and lick him with dignity and ask him for a promotion.
But it’s…
I can’t get through to myself.
That summer, Lu-Nam asked me about the library.
We sat side by side in the corner.
His pen pointer fell on the paper, gently crossed it, as if a little crush on my heart, and then slowly sewn it to the south wind.
“Are you reading or looking at me?” I’m sorry.
I do not admit it, I say, “How do you know I’m looking at you if you don’t look at me? I’m sorry.
And suddenly he turned his face, black eyebrows, thick eyelashes, star-like eyes.
His nose was strong, his smile was bright, as if the summer flowers were on his face all season.
“I’m watching you. I’m sorry.
I swallowed it.
I’m a little sorry. I’m a little tired of swallowing.
He laughed.
“Can you keep your saliva down? I’m sorry.
“I didn’t. “I am thirsty. I’m sorry.
“Getting a drink?”
“Good. I’m sorry.
Out of the study room, he came to take my hand, and I had the instinct to shrink.
“Fear?”
“Not really. “My family is very conservative.” I’m sorry.
He stood across from me, taller than me, with a fragrance of shampoo.
“How conservative?”
I’m talking up.
“My mother told my father that if you hold my hand, I’ll marry you. I’m sorry.
“And then your father took your mother’s hand? I’m sorry.
I smiled at him.
“My dad’s been holding hands for a month. My dad’s been thinking about it for a month. I’m sorry.
“So your parents were first married. I’m sorry.
I don’t think, “Yeah. I’m sorry.
In my eyes, this is the best love.
The palms were warm, the five fingers were held tight, and I looked down, and the wind grabbed my hand and lifted it up.
“Afraid?
“Hey, you little punk? You’re not thinking about it anymore? I’m sorry.
“Think about it, get married after graduation! I’m sorry.
That day we laughed so loudly, hiding under the dark tree of the library, and for the first time seriously hugged.
In the past, the brothers were proportionately masked and occasionally rubbed their backs.
His hands bow in the back of my head, my head buried in his shoulder.
The wind hit my jaw. “The kite.” I’m sorry.
“Little hooligan. I’m sorry.
“I’m serious. I’m sorry.
“Well, seriously hooligans. I’m sorry.
He looked me in the eye and I responded.
“Does it look good?”
I said, “All right. I’m sorry.
“You look great. I’m sorry.
“Of course. * I’m Zoe, * I’m sorry.
“Do you have any future wishes? I’m sorry.
“Yes. I smiled, and I said, “There’s cats, there’s dogs, there’s the wind.” I’m sorry.
The voice is still on, the warm lips fall on a light kiss.
And We took the kiss, and We shut up, and were unable to remove him.
And half his lips parted with me.
I’m calm, but my face is red.
“Hey, you’re slowing down. I’m sorry.
“I promise I’ll be stuck here at the moment. I’ll be right back. I’m sorry.
After that, he’s like oil and he’s down and he’s mouthing.
The memory was pulled back, and I thought about what he said.
Rules? “Fuck your fucking rules. I’m sorry.
I was excited to run over the tea in my hand and go to the tea room to find a mop.
When I get back with the mop, there’s an extra delivery box on the table.
“You packed my eel rice in the morning?” I’m sorry.
“Well, of course, it’s not as close as a neighbor.” I’m sorry.
I’ve been singing empty city plans, eel rice, and I’ve been so impressed.
“It’s delicious! This is the best eel rice I’ve had in my life! A little morning, and a little morning.
“Of course it’s good, 188 copies.” I’m sorry.
“Oh, you’re so happy I’ll sleep with you at night. I’m sorry.
“Sleep with you? 188 a night? I’m sorry.
Huh, that sound?
I’m petroified in a moment. That sounds like the hoodlum I first kissed.
I ate my next meal, and it was hot in the belly, and I couldn’t breathe.
“Mr. Lu, I bought me lunch in the morning, and I thank her. I’m sorry.
The look of the wind turned around me and fell on my lips.
What’s an old gangster doing?
Did he want me in broad daylight?
When he raised his hand, he pointed his smile at my mouth.
“Eats, watch your image. I’m sorry.
Yes!
My brain is full of blood and my mouth is full of rice.
“Eat well, wash your face, and go out with me at 1:00 p.m. I’m sorry.
“To wash your face? No, I’m wearing makeup today. I’m sorry.
“A make-up? “The eyes of a straight-and-sun-sun-sun-sun looked on my face, “I didn’t see it, it was dark and ugly. I’m sorry.
The wind of the land and the south is gone.
I’m mad inside.
I grabbed the claws of the morning and cried out, “What does he mean?” You don’t see me in makeup? My 600-cent powder. Am I that bad? I’m sorry.
Hold me in the morning.
“A kite, take a short hand, eat a soft mouth, you’re the leader. I’m sorry.
“Eat from someone else? * I bit my eel and swallowed it with my bare face *
“You didn’t pay for this eel rice? I’m sorry.
“Early 188. Can I afford it? I’ll save money with the men to buy a house. Come on, marry a rich man. Don’t mention eel, star spots, elephants for breakfast. I’m sorry.
I cried and cried, “Yeah. I’m sorry.
At 1 p.m.
I knocked on the door of the General Manager’s office.
The door opened from inside and saw a bright face, Sun Fei.
She’s our school flower, and she’s been after countless people.
Later on, two students studied abroad with Luan-Nang Wind, and according to news from the Roadside Agency, they were young and had a home-to-house relationship, where they lived together without shame.
She’s like a wife of the general manager: “Nang Feng, I didn’t think I was with your company. I’m sorry.
I just feel like a thunderstorm.
What are they doing in the office?
In broad daylight!
I don’t see it!
“Mr. Lu, if it’s not convenient, I’ll wait downstairs? I’m sorry.
Either way, I can’t stay.
I turn around and go.
“Wait a minute. I’m sorry.
The wind took two steps in the long legs, and people stopped looking at me.
He gave me the keys to the car, “Wait for me in the basement.” I’m sorry.
“I drive?”
“Do I drive?”
“No way. I was so busy laughing at my legs, “You believe in my driving skills, I’ll drive.” I’m sorry.
“How’s your driving? I’m sorry.
“I’m kidding, my old driver! I’m sorry.
“Really? And suddenly he smiled, and his speech was covered with a strange frost.
I waited for him in the car for 10 minutes.
I’m so confused.
You and Sunfei go home with a big animal and don’t make the company look bad.
My anger…
Suddenly, the co-pilot opened the door and the wind came up.
“To South Shanya County. I’m sorry.
The mansion.
I nod my head and drive.
“You’re done. I’m sorry.
“Closed”?
At first he understood what I meant by color.
“How can it be done in ten minutes, huh? I’m sorry.
“So you’re just retreating, Madame? I’m sorry.
“Ma’am, Sunfei?” And suddenly he turned to me, and he smiled like a grinding tooth. I’m sorry.
I shake my right hand.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked about the leadership. I’m sorry.
I’ve got a brake on the next car, and I’ve been stomping.
“This is my private, silver gray BMW 840i. I’m sorry.
“So what? I’m sorry.
“I’m gonna pay for the crash. “You’ll spend the night with 188, you’ll figure it out. I’m sorry.
I’m dying.
“188, that’s the price with the morning. I’m sorry.
It’s a hysteria.
“What about me?”
“I’m General Lu…” I’ve been holding back for half a day, “I’m so conservative, I don’t sell.” I’m sorry.
Come on, another brake.
Red light.
He bumped forward and the safety belt strangled him back.
“The kite.” I’m sorry.
“Alas, I know, I’ll slow down. I’m sorry.
South Shan Yashire, clean line, villa, on the edge of the city, green rate 75%, property cost $6.81 square.
“Follow me later.”
“Hmm? What do I do? I’m sorry.
He put on his golden glasses, and he said, “It’s a very important job. I’m sorry.
I’m overwhelmed by his energy.
“What kind of important work? I’m sorry.
“Take the bag. I’m sorry.
“Aah?”
“This job isn’t important enough? I’m sorry.
“It’s very important! I’m sorry.
But it’s important to work without thinking, like carrying bags and water.
The wind of the land and the south, in hand-made suits, the soft-skin shoes of the sheep, the whole body, looks like it’s made of gold.
I’m one of his subordinates. He’s got his ass in the back.
“You go and measure the area and give me a sketch. I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
“Mr. Lu, don’t talk to the owner about the style of the renovation and the design? I’m sorry.
And he said, “Well, it’s done as you think, and it’s done. I’m sorry.
350 square-square east, 150 in the basement and 300 in the garden.
I’m almost crying. I’ve been working my whole life and I can’t buy a mansion.
I’m on my own, alone, in a big house, and I’m in a lot of work so that I can be drained.
I haven’t finished until the sun sets.
“Go back to your place.” I’m sorry.
I almost broke my sleeve and gave him a “sing.”
I was exhausted, but I couldn’t understand the rules, so I opened the copilot’s door.
Mr Lu, please get in the car. I’m sorry.
He looked at me and opened the door straight to the driver’s seat.
Then, cleanly, “Get in the car. I’m sorry.
“Thank you, boss!”
“Hmm?” He laughed.
I scratched my head and almost melted in his tender eyes.
The land and the south wind drive with grace, a beautiful triangle turn, lights, shifts, turns, all presumptuous, as he looks.
I sat in the car for half a day and I couldn’t stand it.
My heel is broken and my flesh and blood are sore.
“Mr. Lu, can I take my shoes off?” I whispered.
He looked, “Take off.” I’m sorry.
I was careful with his face.
“I’m afraid of smell. Do you want to get some air first? I’m sorry.
He opened his window from goodness, and the night was cold.
Cold wind in the face, I’m a little squirm.
“Hey, there’s a wind. I’m sorry.
Those who think day and night are around, but they’re just like each other.
“Mr. Lu, are you going back to the office at this point or are you going home? I’m sorry.
He didn’t listen to me. He stopped and fell off the door.
Why are you so angry?
A few minutes later, the wind returned with a transparent plastic bag and threw it at me.
“Put on the Band-Aid, you don’t have to wear any high heels, like you’re high. I’m sorry.
He’s ugly, but I’m not thinking about it, I’m just saying it.
I snuck out of the tape and put it on the wound.
“Mr. Lu, if it’s convenient, could you put me down at the intersection? “I watched the streets on the side of the road become clearer and I bit my lower lip.
It’s like, “What’s up?” I’m sorry.
I pointed out the direction of the pointer: “My house is in the corner of the town.” I’m sorry.
His face turned right and the car slipped out of a perfect little turn.
I’m laughing again.
“Thank you, Mr. Lu. I promise not to be late tomorrow. I’m sorry.
When the car was parked, the wind grabbed my elbow and looked at the car screen time.
“At this point, don’t you want your boss to go home and have lunch? I’m sorry.
I feel like I’m getting electrocuted, going right through my elbow and getting red again.
“Did your family not prepare dinner? I’m sorry.
He automatically filters my problems.
“I’m not good enough to keep you for a meal as your payee? I’m sorry.
“Of course not. * I’ve got my mouth up and down *
“Hey, kite, are you back?”
My father walked the dog, and after me and Lunan wind, he bended over to the car and saw the moment of Luang wind, and the joy of the eye was running out.
Your son-in-law is here!
I had to break my father’s dream in cold blood.
“Daddy, he is…”
My father was excited to say nothing and shouted at the dog: “Sun wind, call for people, say hello.” I’m sorry.
It’s a nice smile when it comes to Lunan Ryton.
“Hi, Uncle, I am…”
This is what my father called the “South Wind” and the big yellow dog stormed and landed two times.
In the next second, the southern wind and the yellow dog, Guo Nan Wind, face each other.
My father took pictures of the big yellow dog’s head: “Good boy, the south wind, not a disgrace to our family.” Kiki, introduce yourself.
I never dreamed I’d see this kind of social death.
The Lunan wind is perfect, the mouth is full of crap, and the car gets out of the car and touches the little head of the south wind.
“Gua kite, your dog is so spiritual, called Nan Feng? I’m sorry.
“Yeah, the south wind is the dog.”
My heart’s about to burst out of my throat, with my face covered, and I’m windy.
The wind’s so sharp, it’s going to blind me.
“Dad, this is the boss of my company, Lu. I’ll follow him. He’ll teach me. I’m sorry.
“Yeah, Uncle, I’ll teach you. I’m sorry.
“I’ll never forget her.” I’m sorry.
“It was the superior of kite. I’m sorry.
The father was apparently disappointed, but suddenly he bled again.
“The leader hasn’t eaten yet. Can we have a meal in the cold? I’m sorry.
“Is it convenient?” I’m sorry.
“Of course it’s convenient. I’m sorry.
In the eyes of fatherhood, dinner is of great public interest.
He took the south wind and snuck in front of the road.
I kept up and was brought back by the wind.
“What’s your dog’s name? Tell me again. I’m sorry.
“Called…”
I’m gonna cut my head off anyway.
“The South Wind…”
“Mr. Lu, listen to me. The south wind is a dog, the east wind is a cat, the west wind is a turtle, the north wind is a goldfish! My dad loves to play mahjong, so it’s none of your business to name them. I’m sorry.
“Are you sure?” I’m sorry.
“What, you don’t have to call it Big Hwang Nan Feng.” “Father turned his head off without taking the pot, and he was too busy to explain, “I say Big Yellow, your mother says Little Wong, you say the south wind is a dog, you call it South Wind. Since then, all our pets have been named after this. I’m sorry.
“I see. “Lunnan Wind is silent, “Uncle, I forgot to introduce myself to you. My name is Lunan Feng. I’m sorry.
“Aah this.”
Father’s face is flat and he can’t speak.
“South Wind. South Wind? I’m sorry.
“It’s okay, you two have different names! I’m sorry.
Lunan Ryton flew at me with a hard look.
At the time of the meal, father-in-law had gone to the station where he had been hiding for years.
“Mr. Lu, I’ve been hiding this toilet for 78 years, and today we’ve opened it up. I’m sorry.
“Please, Uncle, it’s expensive. Today is lunch. I’m sorry.
Father lamented: “When we found her, she came first with her, and I drank with her, and looked at his bottom, and the result was…”
“Let’s drink! I’m sorry.
Father poured two little cups, and I was embarrassed.
Your family is so rich, you’re going to lie to my father.
They say you can’t take advantage of a liar.
My eyes were about to grab a cup on the hands of the wind, and I drank it.
“Mr. Lu, I’m going to drive home, I’m going to drink, I’m going to drink, I’m going to drive. I’m sorry.
My father’s got a face.
“The kite is not afraid to drink too much. We have a guest to rest at home. I’m sorry.
Uncle, don’t call me Master Lu, just call me Nan Feng. I’m sorry.
The yellow wind, sitting at the table, chewing on the bones, cried out to it, so he turned his head, and he was all over.
The mother took the opportunity to ask, “Are you married? I’m sorry.
“None. #Land and South Wind Answer
And We turned over him with a firm white eye.
Oh, two sounds, not in front of the face.
The mother and father continued to torture their souls: “Is there an object?” I’m sorry.
The south wind glided at me.
“Wait for her to nod. I’m sorry.
I bowed my head to his ear, and the wine was on his head: “Do you not know what happened to Sunfi?” My mom asked you about the guy. Why are you looking at me? I’m sorry.
At that time, Father’s little glass came back.
“The south wind. I’m sorry.
My dog’s barking again.
“uh. I’m sorry.
The scene was rigid.
Father quickly adjusted his name: “Lao, we don’t talk much, we’re all in the wine. I’m sorry.
Uncle, I’ll take care of the kite, don’t worry. I’m sorry.
“Don’t worry? * I’ve had another drink with a bottle of alcohol *
I’ve been on fire, but I’m a little excited.
“Daddy, Mom, he’s a liar. He lied to me for seven years. You’re serving him now. You’re gonna have to use cranes. I’m sorry.
“Lao, what’s going on? I’m sorry.
I can’t hold my shoulder.
“I also want to know what’s going on. “You said you married me after graduation, and you went to school with Sunfei. I’m sorry.
“What am I, Wong Po-chul?” I’m sorry.
Father can’t drink anymore.
“Lao, what’s your relationship with that little grandson? I’m sorry.
I shed two tears and pour myself a cup of toilet.
“Well, Dad, when did you hoard up the toilet? I’m sorry.
The wind stood me up and watched me fall like a muddy, and he grabbed me.
“Uncle, the kite is drunk, I’ll help her get some rest, I’ll drink with you later. I’m sorry.
Three points drunk.
The wind put me on the bed, took off my coat and shoes and covered me up.
Then, close the door, he’s gone.
My heart is empty, I’m missing a piece.
After a while, someone washed my face.
“The kite.” I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
“Have you been in love?”
“We talked. I’m sorry.
“How many?”
“One? Two? There’s no eighteen and there’s fifteen. I’m sorry.
“On your own”?
“Yeah, don’t believe it. I was a big, cute guy who liked me. I’m sorry.
“What about the people you like? I’m sorry.
I wow, crying out.
“He ran off with the leprechaun, and left me alone. I’m sorry.
“If he comes back to you, will you forgive him? I’m sorry.
My eyes were closed, and I felt nothing but tears in my ears, and I was condensed in two white lines.
“Of course not. I’m sorry.
“Why?”
He’s got people around him. * I’ve done it, I’ve moved my lips * I’m sorry.
And when the wind fell down suddenly, his warm kiss fell on my eyebrow, my nostrils, my lips, and then fell on my neck, and my heart cried out.
I’m trying to get out of it, and I can’t get rid of it.
“I…” I covered my face.
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
“Do I have to dream of sex? I’m sorry.
The sound of the wind follows the good.
“Spring Dreams? Have you ever had one? I’m sorry.
I woo, I bite my lips,
“With whom in the dream?”
I closed my eyes and felt damp coming up from all sides, and I was too busy pulling the covers over my head.
Cut it off, and it was dug out of the nest with one hand.
“With whom?”
I’m like a mosquito. I’m sorry.
And suddenly, their hands were like fire, and they shivered with a little tremor, and the south wind whispered, “Shall I suffice you?” I’m sorry.
I didn’t have the strength, but I could’ve held his wrist.
“No, you’re not… Lunan Feng. I’m sorry.
“Is it only possible for the wind?”
“Well, my mom says, “The hands of the faithful are old.” I’m sorry.
The southern wind seems to have swallowed it.
I slowly opened my eyes, in the fog of clouds and mountains, and it seemed like I saw the wind laughing at me, as young as seven years ago.
“The kite.” I’m sorry.
“Hmm? I’m sorry.
He said, “I’m going to pull the line.” I’m sorry.
It’s too fucking real to dream.
I woke up with a spirit and found myself in the wind.
“I’m… you old punk! I’m sorry.
The wind rubbed me in my eyes and carried me in my arms.
“Close your eyes, you’re still dreaming. I’m sorry.
It’s coming from the south wind.
I want no tears.
“You… you’re a rule girl. I’m sorry.
The wind held me by force and confined me to his strong arms.
“Koo, stop it. I’m sorry.
I can’t say it out loud, I’m afraid to bring my parents here.
“You drink my dad’s wine and bully my dad’s daughter, you…”
I’m short of words.
“I am the one who gave it to my father-in-law. I sleep with my wife. Why? I’m sorry.
“When did I become your wife, you old hooligan? I’m sorry.
“Sunfei is my cousin, and whoever lives in a union is the one who’s lying, making a lie and breaking his leg. I’m sorry.
There’s a tweak in the face of the wind.
“What’s your relationship with Lin Tung? I’m sorry.
“Linquent? I’m not suspicious of him, “A normal classmate.” I’m sorry.
When the wind shines in his eyes, he knows it, and he’s about to eat.
“He told me you were dating, and he showed me the love letter you wrote him, and I knew your handwriting. I’m sorry.
I’m so full of brains, I’ve been looking back, my face.
“That’s not for him. I’m sorry.
It’s suspected of knowing.
“Who is that for? I’m sorry.
I showed an eye out of my fingers.
It’s written to the wind. I’m sorry.
He smiled and kissed my lips.
“Seven years ago, my parents were doing business overseas, and they wanted to take me to the family, but I didn’t want to go, because there was you, and the next day I kissed you, Lin came to me and showed me your love letter, so…”
I earned his strong arms and expressed anger: “So you left the country indiscriminately? Too hasty. You didn’t even ask me? I’m sorry.
“I dare not. I’m sorry.
My face is out of control, a line of teeth biting his shoulder.
“You dare not ask me, but you dare bully me. I’m sorry.
“I’ve worshiped the pier.” I’m sorry.
I let go of my teeth.
What do you mean?
“The house you measured yesterday, written your name. I’ve already given your parents my property card, and I’ve sent your father two boxes of toilet and two boxes of Fuchun Hill residence.
“My dad sells girls?” I’m sorry.
We need to get back to the wind.
“and your mother. I’m sorry.
I was speechless, full of questions.
“How did you get my ID?” I’m sorry.
“On your first day of work, you put your ID on the staff office, remember? I’m sorry.
Happiness comes so suddenly.
“You’ve got a deep heart. I’m sorry.
“I’ve been away for seven years, and I can’t hurry back. “I miss you every day…” I’m sorry.
“Huh? “I buried me, and my voice grew weaker.
“Why didn’t you go to the reunion? I’m sorry.
“I am in the middle of seeing my father-in-law. I’m sorry.
“You… gang did it. I’m sorry.
I buried my face in a nest.
“What do we do now? I’m sorry.
“Marriage. I’m sorry.
“But we haven’t even talked about it! I’m sorry.
And he dug me out of the nest.
“Marriage and love. I’m sorry.
“This too. I’m sorry.
He laughed: “Of course. I’m sorry.
The southbound room is full of sunlight.
“Leave me alone, it’s 8:00 and I’m late again. I’m sorry.
The wind is lazy.
“What are you afraid of?”
I’m in a hurry. I’m worried about money.
“Talking 300 late. No, 600. I’m sorry.
He’s got his head on and he smiles.
“That was yesterday’s rule, changed today. I’m sorry.
“What’s changed?”
“Gui kite is late at night with the leader, adding 600 at a time. I’m sorry.
“Oh, how can it be?”
My earplugs hurt and I was bit again.
He said: I am the rule. I’m sorry.
I nod my head.
He came with a hot kiss in the form of a storm, and I could not resist, lay down immediately and let fate turn me over and over.
Open your eyes again, it’s 10:00.
The wind looked at me and smiled.
“What’s up?”
I don’t even have the strength to cover my face.
“How about what?”
He and I held on to each other and all of a sudden we were on the phone.
“I’m going to the high school group and I’m going to send a picture of you with me. I’m sorry.
“No, don’t! It’s embarrassing!”
I can’t make it out of the wind. He’s in control. He edits a lot of things in the crowd.
Pop, send it successful.
I’m wearing an old face with no face or skin.
There’s the pot in the crowd. I’ll open it up.
The wind grabbed my arm and put it back in the nest.
“Beware of the cold, I didn’t take my own picture, I just had a red bag, and I told them I’d organize a reunion next month, and I’d do it, and I’d go around and make sure he came.” I’m sorry.
I’m so sorry.
“You’re going to do it? I’m sorry.
“Yeah, tens of thousands. I’m sorry.
“You can’t burn like this. You just bought a house and you have to fix it. I’m sorry.
“Well, I was wrong, but I can’t go back. I’m sorry.
He rubbed my eyebrow: “I’m back, thank God, you still have me in you.” I’m sorry.
And I groaned: “I do not want, but I cannot forget you. What can I do?” I’m sorry.
“Well, you’re responsible for me. I’m sorry.
“Aah…”
There was no time to rebut it, and he kept his kiss shut.
There’s a wind out there.
Little daisies out of the window stand in the wind.
I remember that summer, when he held my hand under the giant tree of the library and smiled and showed me two dimples so I couldn’t move my eyes.
When my heart was pounding, and I heard him.
“The kite.” I’m sorry.
“Hmm? I’m sorry.
“If I were a kite, my life would always be in your hands, you pull, I’d be back. I’m sorry.
I remember having the courage to stomp my toes.
“Well, I’ll pull you, Lu-Nam, and we’ll walk through the season. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
The courtyard was quiet, the big yellow dog was crouching outside the door.
The years are quiet, the breezes and the twilights, as the southern wind rises.
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
