One.
“Sweetly low head, usual face, little look, and I was like, “Sister. I’m sorry.
I took a sip of water and raised my head, and I found him looking at me, and I pushed him out with no face. I’m sorry.
I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
I looked up and laughed at him, “I’ll help you if you scream. I’m sorry.
“…”
Two.
My name is Seo-ting and Shen-ming, and I’ve been watching him since I was a kid, but I’m a few years older and I’m a little famous for playing live.
He was just after his 18th birthday yesterday, just after college, when his parents were doing business abroad and happened to be living upstairs, so he asked me to take care of him, and I did.
The next day I got an invitation from the platform and next month I was allowed to go live on-line, and I said yes.
‘Cause I didn’t hear a lot of messages saying I was using a transactor.
I don’t know.
In the afternoon, when I went to the A gate, I took a random look at the playground and just saw a three-point silence.
The sun is big and the sun shines on the silent face.
He’s white, he’s cold white, he probably won the game, and he’s got a bit of a smile on his mouth.
I grew up with him since I was a kid, and today I didn’t suddenly feel like I was looking good.
Shen Ming noticed me, rubbed his hands, ran towards me, “You’re here. I’m sorry.
And behind him was a boy, and he was his classmate, who was looking at me right at the moment, looking at me, smiling and screaming, “What’s that? I’m sorry.
Auntie?
Not angry, not angry…
I gave him everything, “Here. I’m sorry.
Shen Seon Seon, “Wait a minute. I’m sorry.
He then turned to the dormitory building.
After about seven or eight minutes, I saw him downstairs, but he didn’t seem to see me.
He was standing under a tree not far behind his shoulder and looked down at his cell phone, and his hair was blown by the wind, so he was lazy and he had his left hand in his pants.
As soon as I was going towards him, a girl with a pink envelope came out behind me, and she walked towards her silence.
The girl with the pony tail reached out with her hand and passed the letter towards the silence and was shy enough not to say anything.
A love letter?
The atmosphere was a little awkward.
I’ve cleared my voice, I’ve seen things differently.
And when he looked at her, he saw me standing behind her, and said to her, “My parents are here.” I’m sorry.
The little girl looked back at me, and she got red and hid the letter behind her back, and ran away shyly.
The girl just left, and Shen Seon-soon came at me.
I looked at him and couldn’t help but bend his lips.
Shen Mingshi was looking at me smile, and he was like, “Why are you laughing?” I’m sorry.
And I dazzled my lips, and I said, “It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay. I’m sorry.
He turned his head and looked at me, and he laughed and said nothing.
I don’t know.
Weekend.
I’ve been on the air for a while, and that’s when the bell went off.
I was about to get up and open the door.
It’s Shen Seon, he’s got the keys to my house, and he’s behind him with an orange little fat cat. That’s his cat, Big Orange.
He had his left hand with his cell phone and his right hand with two boxes of milk and came towards me.
“Sister, I can’t beat them. You help me fight. I’m sorry.
It’s not my fault he sounds pathetic.
I looked at him in my subconscious and just took his cell phone, so I thought I was live.
When I looked down on my own mobile screen, many people were already asking who was talking.
I was in a hurry to explain, “The relative’s brother. I’m sorry.
One voice at the same time as my voice, “His boyfriend.” I’m sorry.
III
What the fuck? My boyfriend?
I wasn’t surprised when I heard those words. My jaw almost dislocated.
“I was joking.” I’m sorry.
When I heard, I looked down at the screen, and people in the booth didn’t care too much about him, and I found another reason to turn it off.
I looked up at him and his eyes were staring at me.
So I went to my mouth and swallowed it back.
“Sister, listen to me. “Drink, long body. I’m sorry.
“What? I have a hammer.
I’m not really angry because I know my brother won’t think about me, so I’d rather believe what he’s saying and listen to him.
“You say. I’m sorry.
“They say you’re a man, I don’t like it. I’m sorry.
Don’t say it. It’s like a sly argument.
I was just going to say two words to him, and she was chewing on the milk straw and re-transmitting the phone and whispering three words, “I can’t. I’m sorry.
I saw him like that, and I couldn’t bear to say anything about him.
His account was not high, so I hit it easy.
When she came home to get an English-language test, she was sitting next to me with a roll and a pen, and then she put an “A” on the test, and looked at my phone screen.
And I looked at him, and my mind turned down the volume, and I laughed, “Be good and learn, I’ll give you a point.” I’m sorry.
It was only a slight bending of the lips, without saying anything, and then it returned to the paper.
I don’t know how he wrote the scrolls in this environment until I heard a flat breath.
Turn around, he’s asleep on the couch.
One game was over, and I turned off my phone, found him a blanket and got up and went back to his room.
I don’t know.
The next day, I did something back.
When he came downstairs, he saw the silence by the tree, and he was carrying a black bag, which seemed to have just arrived.
He put his hand in his ear, kicked in his pocket, looked poorly, wrinkled his eyebrow, and kicked a little rock on his feet.
I walked a few steps, and he turned his back to me, and he came forward with his low, boring voice, “I’m not going.” I’m sorry.
I whispered to him, “Live.” I’m sorry.
“Why are you here?” I’m sorry.
“Just finished. “I turned around and went in, and he followed up.
“Sister, that was my dad’s call. I’m sorry.
He went on to say, “He wants me to go to college abroad.” I’m sorry.
Out of the country?
And We covered our lips, and suddenly in our hearts was a moment of discomfort.
What’s going on? He went abroad to follow his parents to college, shouldn’t I be happy?
I thought, “That’s good. I’m sorry.
“Do you want me to go?” I’m sorry.
I don’t know what to say at a time when a few words are pounding on my heart like a little hammer.
I don’t want him to go, but I know Uncle and Auntie miss him.
And I smiled, and I said, “Why, if I don’t let you go, you won’t?” I’m sorry.
Four.
I’ve had two seconds of my sight, my eyebrow wrinkled, my eyes dazzled, “No way.” I’m sorry.
He suddenly said that, and I can’t tell if he’s serious or funny.
I looked at him a little bit moving, but I swallowed it, and I pulled it out of my mouth, and I said, “No, you’re young, you’re better off with uncles and aunts, and…”
He interrupted me before I finished.
“Sister, I’m an adult now. “It’s like you’re asking me for an answer. I’m sorry.
As soon as the sound fell, the elevator reached the 12th floor.
And I looked at him, and I hesitated, and I looked at him a little bit, and I finally looked down, and I took down some dry lips, and I said, “Your future and your parents are there, and it’s good to study abroad. I’m sorry.
The elevator opened the door on the 12th floor and I took my foot out and looked back at him.
He didn’t speak.
The elevator door closed slowly and his face disappeared into my sight.
I’m suddenly in a state of uncertainty.
That’s sweet. I’ll never see you again.
I don’t know.
I haven’t been back for days.
During that time, I also received a call from his father.
Uncle Shen said that he did not want to go abroad to study and asked me to help persuade her.
I was bored and I agreed to Uncle’s request.
It’s the weekend, and when I’m done live at night, I’m afraid something will happen to him and I’m going upstairs in slippers.
I knocked, and after a few seconds, the door opened.
Shelm stood at the door, and the tall body covered me in his shadow.
Seeing me, he’s had some amazing light in his eyes, “Why are you here? I’m sorry.
“Come look at you. I’m sorry.
When she opened her mouth, I smelled a breath of wine.
I wrinkled my head against his eyes and found his cheeks covered in red.
“Did you drink?”
“No…”
I pushed him away and walked in, and I saw four or five bottles of beer on the tea table, which was already empty.
“What do you drink as a child? I’m sorry.
His lazy voice came from behind me, “You’re a child. I’m sorry.
“…”
When I’m done, lean over and pick up the unopened beer, and go out.
After a few seconds of silence, I came back with his low voice: “If I hadn’t passed, wouldn’t they have let me go abroad?” I’m sorry.
I stomped, turned my head, my eyebrow wrinkled, I’m sorry.
His eyes were dark and his hands were in his pants, “If you weren’t there, it would be the same everywhere. I’m sorry.
I didn’t think he’d say that.
Shen Seon seems to have come a little closer to me by looking at me. “Sister, I ask you again, do you really want me to go abroad? I’m sorry.
He asked me that more than once.
But my aunt and uncle called so I could talk him out of it.
I don’t want to dictate his decision, “it’s up to me.” I’m sorry.
Five.
I watched his eyes faded, and I looked at him.
“You’re all right. “I’ve got my eyes blinked, I’ve got my eyes closed, I’ve opened my mouth and broken my silence.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t look at him, I didn’t know what he looked like, and I walked out with a drink.
The moment the door behind me was closed, I felt like I had no idea.
I don’t know.
Night.
I’m on the air and I’m talking about it.
I can’t help but think about the high test, and I can’t help but think about the silence, the feeling of my heart.
“I have a question for you. I’m sorry.
The screen says, “What’s your wife asking?” I’m sorry.
I played the role of the game for a while, and I thought, “Well, I have a friend, and she has a friend who’s going abroad, and it’s hard for the two of them to see each other again. I’m sorry.
My friend and the man were asked on the screen, and I told them the truth.
“Does your friend like him?” I’m sorry.
When I saw these bullets coming out of my head, I had a shock, and I didn’t even notice the person on the phone being killed.
You like people?
I couldn’t help but swallow my saliva and laugh with my lips: “No, no, no.” I’m sorry.
But what if I like it?
I promised my uncle I’d talk to him.
After all, it’s my problem.
I don’t know.
A week has passed, and we haven’t talked, and sometimes the oranges come in.
Just after I finished live, a strange phone called.
I’m on the phone. There’s a man over there, “Hey, Aunt Hiccup.”
I twisted my brow. I’m sorry.
“We met that day, and he’s drunk. I’ll send you the address. I’m sorry.
He said, “I’m going to throw up.” I’m sorry.
“What? I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
Half an hour later, I drove up.
It’s almost dark, but the streets are still hot.
I saw the silence from a distance, and I didn’t know where a fire came from and walked in.
I don’t know how much he drank, but his cheeks were red, and his eyes were filled with wine, and he looked at me, and he didn’t speak.
I looked at the empty bottles and pressed the fire that came out of my heart. I’m sorry.
I’m still not talking.
It’s his friend who says, “Don’t blame him, Aunt. He doesn’t drink, I see. I’m sorry.
And I pulled my lips, and pulled the sheath up, and asked, “Why do you have my cell phone?” I’m sorry.
“Let’s talk to the counselor. I’m sorry.
“…it’s awesome.”
I told them to come home early and they were released.
He’s a little temperamental.
I reached out to hold his hand and asked patiently, “How did you drink today? Didn’t I tell you kids can’t drink? I’m sorry.
The temperature of his hands was particularly clear because he had been drinking and hung in a soft wind on a cold night.
I’ve been holding his hand and getting in the car.
I sat in the driver’s seat and turned around and said to the co-pilot, “Strap your seatbelt on. I’m sorry.
“You give me that. I’m sorry.
“As for himself. I’m sorry.
Two seconds of silence, reaching out, rubbing the temple, making a sound, “I’m drunk, I’m dizzy…”
I couldn’t help but look at him, and I leaned towards him, and I said, “You can get drunk with a beer. I’m sorry.
I didn’t get enough of it, I had a hard time getting to him, and suddenly his voice came down in his ear, “Sister, I realized I kind of liked you…”
I’ve been drinking and my voice is a little dumb.
Six.
I got loose with the seatbelt.
He didn’t come back yet, and he pulled him in.
I fell in his arms, and he was so heavy with a light drink, “You… you drank too much.” I’m sorry.
Is he really drunk or is he fake drunk?
When I looked up, I looked into his smiling eyes.
I look a little short, I don’t want to answer the question, I want to get up, and I’m stuck in his arm.
“And you? I’m sorry.
“Is this important? I asked carefully.
He’s like this, like he won’t let me go if I don’t answer him today.
“…mmm. “I want an answer. I’m sorry.
I choked, and a little sour came out of my heart.
I don’t want him to go, maybe really because I like it.
“Do you like it or not? You’re all leaving. I’m sorry.
He looked at me for two seconds, “That’s it? I’m sorry.
What do you mean by that?
I didn’t say anything.
She looked at me, she held my arm tight, and I was closer to him.
In the narrow space, we swap our breaths.
His cheeks are slightly red, “I can’t go. My dad ordered me a 10:00 at night. I’m sorry.
It took me a while to come back.
I can’t let go.
“Sister. “Maybe I ignored him, and suddenly he whispered at me.
“Hmm? I’m sorry.
He’s got a little lazy voice, “I want to kiss you…”
I started with a whirlwind, and I swayed, “No, that’s not good. I’m sorry.
“Why?” I’m sorry.
“Because of this I reached out to his neck, and the sight fell on his lightly lips, with a proper face and whispering: “Come to my sister.” I’m sorry.
After I said it, I kissed him like water on his lips.
There was no response to it, but it was made to look at me, and its eyes were lost.
I put a little bit of weight around his neck, and I didn’t feel the kiss.
“Well, it’s a bit of an uncomfortable frown.
I let him go until he could breathe.
Sit up straight, I looked at him, and I couldn’t stop laughing, “You said you’d wake up tomorrow and remember what happened today? I’m sorry.
That’s asking him and asking myself.
As soon as my voice fell, he closed his eyes and leaned on the window and fell asleep.
I didn’t speak, I looked at him, and I looked back.
I saw my mind, and I wanted him to remember, and I hope he didn’t.
VII
And in the morning, when We broke al-Qur’an out of the room, We sat on the couch, unsuspectingly,
I heard something on my side, and it was only then that I saw the light and looked at me.
The atmosphere was somewhat awkward.
“Do you still have a headache? I’m sorry.
“No pain. I’m sorry.
I’m not looking at anything.
Looks like he doesn’t remember last night, or it shouldn’t have been that way.
Forget it.
I’m walking straight to the bathroom, and there’s the sound of silence.
He shouted at me, “Sister.” I’m sorry.
I’m unconscious, “Hmm?”
“Left your lips, last night…”
It really bothers me.
So I looked up and said, “I’m in trouble. I’m sorry.
“…well? I’m sorry.
“You kissed me last night. I’m sorry.
The moment my voice fell, it was quiet again.
“I don’t know what to do. I’m sorry.
I’m really nodding, “Yeah. I’m sorry.
Look at him like this. I can’t remember.
He slit his lips and saw a few more complex emotions.
And when I had not finished my interpretation, I interrupted, “What is the matter with you that I am not doing to you?” I’m sorry.
She left her mouth open and tried to say something, but she swallowed it back. I’m sorry.
Knowing he was going back to the laundry, I noded.
I don’t know.
Later in the afternoon, my parents called and asked me to go to dinner and said that my aunts and aunts were here to get together.
I said yes.
His father called when he was changing his shoes.
I looked at the screen, and there was an incomprehensible feeling in my heart, or I answered the phone.
“Hello, Uncle Shen. I’m sorry.
“Ah, well, did you ask him about the boy?” What did he say?”
I listened to the phone and I pushed the door open and said, “Uncle Shen, I’m sorry, this is a favor I may not be able to help, I’m not willing to go abroad for my reasons. I’m sorry.
There was silence for a few seconds.
I was just about to talk, and suddenly my cell phone was pulled off.
Look up and go, it’s me.
He held his handler for a long time, leaning in his ear, whispering, “Dad, it’s me. I’m sorry.
“I’m not going abroad. “If you don’t want to die,” he says. I’m sorry.
VIII
The phone was quiet for a few seconds, and a shout came out: “You son of a bitch, now you threaten me! I’m sorry.
“No threats. “The other hand was stuck in his pocket, with a slight look and a very poor tone.
He looked at me, didn’t say anything, turned out.
Then I didn’t know what they had to say, and it was only a little while before she put his phone back in my hand, and there was a shallow smile on her lips.
But does it look like you’ve been scolded?
I don’t know.
Later in the afternoon, my mom’s life-threatening call came and asked me to go to lunch for Mid-Autumn Day, and I said yes.
By the time we got to the hotel, my parents were here with Aunty Seven.
But the difference is, there’s a stranger at the table, and he’s wearing a suit, and he’s clean from head to foot.
I didn’t ask any questions, but I went to the two remaining positions with the silence.
There was no expression in her face, except that when she saw the stranger at the table, her face was a little more displeasure and went straight to the place of the stranger.
When he was about to sit down, the man suddenly opened his mouth and looked at me, pointing to him, and he was going to sit down, “Please. I’m sorry.
Does he mean I’m sitting next to him?
I’m going to walk over there with the same mind.
It’s just that she didn’t take a step, so she sat down and said, “Well, thanks. I’m sorry.
So I sat next to the quiet.
He didn’t say anything, but he didn’t look well.
My mother introduced me to that man.
“You know him. He’s the manager of the listed company. My mom said,
I looked at him in my subconscious, and he sat between me and him, and I smiled at him, out of courtesy, “Mr. Chan.” I’m sorry.
And he smiled, “Miss Seo, you’re really beautiful. I’m sorry.
“Thank you. I’m sorry.
After this conversation, my mother began to blow the luminous cause and greatness of the questions.
I’m not listening, I’m not thinking about this man and this thing.
“What do you think of Chen?” My mom laughs.
I know what my mom means.
Today’s my blind date with this man named Chen.
Before I left, I couldn’t stop thinking about adding one.
On the way home,
I’m not saying anything.
I can’t help but ask him, “What’s wrong with you? I’m sorry.
He didn’t look at me, I couldn’t see his face, just listening to his voice was flat, “Enough. I’m sorry.
I said, “What are you mad about? I’m sorry.
“Don’t know. I’m sorry.
I feel like I can’t help but shut up.
Get out of the car and stand by the road and wait for me to park.
On the night of the cold, his slightly cold face was directed at me under the light, and his eyes were burning.
I stepped up a little bit, and he came at me.
“What took you so long? I’m sorry.
And I gave him milk, and I looked down and looked down, and said, “Buy milk, and give you a long body.” I’m sorry.
He didn’t speak, he ripped the milk bag silently and took a sip.
In the elevator room, he’s finished drinking milk.
What’s the rush?
There was a garbage can in the stairwell. He looked in the dark stairwell and called me, “Sister. I’m sorry.
“Hmm?” I turn around.
“It’s too dark to go inside.” I’m sorry.
It means I’m going with him.
I just left my mouth and walked away.
It’s dark in the stairwell, but isn’t it easy to throw it in his arm?
I was lazy enough to pick up the milk bag in his hand, walk in and throw the garbage in the trash.
Just turned around and saw the silence that blocked my way out.
In retrospect, his face is very clear, his hands are lazy and he’s holding the wall. I’m sorry.
Being in front of him, I was under a lot of pressure, and he was wondering, “Well? I’m sorry.
He had a nice pair of eyes full of smiles and a soft, soft voice. “Sister, I’ll be married in a few years, or you’ll wait for me for a few more years? I’m sorry.
There were dark lights on him, and they turned against him, and I could only look at his face.
I’m frozen.
Is this for real?
I said to him, “You’re still young and you’ll meet a girl better than me.” I’m sorry.
“never for 18 years, not ever. “Do you want to be my girlfriend?” I’m sorry.
I heard that I was silent for a few seconds and laughed at him, “Can I have a moment to think?” I’m sorry.
“Sister, you’re bad. He only smiled, and he continued, “No, it’s not, but let you go home and think.” I’m sorry.
“…” I promised I’d still want a hammer.
So I turned around him, and I went out, and I tried to take him with me, and I grabbed his horn, and I laughed, “I went home to think.” I’m sorry.
As soon as my voice fell, my body was frozen.
I don’t know.
I didn’t get up the next morning when she bought breakfast at my house.
When she knocked on the door, she came in, went to the bedside, and he slightly leaned down and reached out to make a break on my cheek, “I bought breakfast, time to get up. I’m sorry.
Open my eyes, I saw his pretty face, I had a yawn, and I pulled him up, “I’m going to film today. I’m sorry.
“The live one?”
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
“When will you be back?” I’m sorry.
I was trapped in his arms, and I said, “Two or three days. I’m sorry.
I’m not talking anymore.
After a few breakfasts, the driver arrived downstairs and was carrying my suitcase.
And I said thank you, and I looked at the dilution higher than me and reached out to his face, “I’m leaving and wait for me at home. I’m sorry.
He was so quiet and soft, he said, “Take care of yourself and call. I’m sorry.
I listened to him, and I had a bit of a twitch, and I noded my head. I’m sorry.
I looked down and I pushed him back, “Go back. I’m sorry.
“I watched you go. I’m sorry.
I didn’t mean to. I just Noded and got in the car.
The driver started the car, and I didn’t take it back until his figure slowly disappeared in the mirror.
I don’t know.
Day two.
After the hotel was settled, I called Shen-mei.
He didn’t answer it.
I didn’t call, but I turned on the tweet.
Webory, I have a hot search tomorrow for what I’m going to broadcast, and I have a lot of people to talk about.
It’s sort of divided.
Some people question my voice as a transvestite, and others say it’s impossible to make it out of such a beautiful voice.
It is understandable that, after all, there are not many girls who play well, and it is very easy to question if they don’t show up.
But I don’t feel anything either.
It’s turning the subject around.
A message from a high school student of mine.
YAYYAYYAY: Dang, you played a great game in school.
Oh, Q, God is the nickname they gave me on the live platform.
Of course I do.
I was thinking, “I know.”
Yey yeah!
There’s an exclamation mark over there.
YAYYYAY: It’s sad for me that people I know are going to ask them all the time.
I went back to my face and typed, “What’s wrong?”
My boyfriend likes Q. God, he’s birthday. Can you get me an autograph?
Just sign it. It’s nothing.
So I went back to a good past.
We had a good night and we stopped talking.
When I got back to the news, I looked at the time and thought it was too early, I called Shen-mei again.
This time he answered.
So I answered the phone, and there was a sound of water, and I said, “Did you miss me?” I’m sorry.
It was quiet over there for a few seconds, and the sound of silence, “Yeah. I’m sorry.
“Why didn’t you answer the phone?” I asked again.
“In the shower of Grand Orange. I’m sorry.
I responded to the voice, laziness, and with a thick face, I said, “When will a bowl of water be washed?” I’m sorry.
Silence over there.
A few seconds later, the sound was heard again.
“It’s a few days to cool down and wear more.” I’m sorry.
“Good. I whispered, I didn’t feel a warmth in my heart, and I said, “You too. I’m sorry.
I looked out of the window, and there was rain all over, and I listened to the rain, and there was nothing to say to him.
Transparent water beads slide from the glass window, leaving a long water stain that flows through the window frame.
Silent and warm.
I don’t even know how I fell asleep.
I don’t know.
The next night at 7:00.
Because it’s a live show, the group told me about the basics.
The host is sitting in front of the camera, smiling and greeting the people in the studio.
There’s not a lot of people in the studio, and it’s the first time the show is live, so there’s only a few thousand people in the studio.
The screen is rolling fast.
I prepared a little, and I went into the camera, and I looked down on the comment.
“Come see your wife!”
“Oh, my God, this isn’t Q, is it?”
“That’s not so bad. I’m sorry.
“Was it a few upstairs, Q? Is that the voice of God? I’m sorry.
They thought the host was me.
So I smiled and said, “Hello, everybody. I’m sorry.
The comment section blew up in no time.
“Fuck! She’s really Q, God!”
“Is this really a Q God? I thought it was a star from somewhere. It’s so beautiful! I’m sorry.
“It’s all the same. I see who dares to say my wife uses a transphone. I’m sorry.
“You can greet your ancestors for 18 generations when you scold them.” I’m sorry.
I don’t care how to comment, just look at the camera.
The moderator warmed the field and started the first game.
She laughs, “Then the most exciting part of the story will come.” Here’s the rule, we’ll ask a few questions about the Q God, the quickest we can answer in the air, and we’ll get a chance to connect with the Q God’s scene! I’m sorry.
The host finished, took out a blackboard.
I’ve been looking at the past, and I’ve written some questions.
Like my birthday, a regular live talk, a favorite hero, or a famous battle.
Don’t say I don’t know the answer to any of the questions.
Wouldn’t it be embarrassing if someone else couldn’t answer?
I don’t expect anyone to answer it, either.
The group was probably following me for a long time and asked me some questions, so there’s an answer.
I was thinking, it was only two or three minutes later, and I heard the host shout, “This non-mainstream user is right!” I’m sorry.
I’m a little surprised to hear it and look at the past.
That’s right.
The screens below are all “This brother can do!” It’s old time!”
“O cow, even do you know what the gods are used to? I’m sorry.
When I thought about it, the host suddenly handed over a cell phone, which was already ringing, and how they contacted the user.
I didn’t think much of it, I answered the phone, I opened my voice, and I said, “Hello.” I’m sorry.
After a few seconds of silence on the other side of the phone, a heavy man sounded, “Well, sister. I’m sorry.
I’m holding the trigger.
I’m familiar with that voice. It’s silence.
But how do you know that much? Isn’t he a lot of games?
Over there, the sound of silence is ringing again, “Sister, take care of yourself. I’m sorry.
I couldn’t bear to bend my head down and smiled at the screen, “You too, this fan friend. I’m sorry.
“A boyfriend. He corrected it.
When he said that, it was another “ha-ha-ha-ha”
And I laughed and said, “Yes, it’s a boyfriend. I’m sorry.
And it was said, “If I were him, I would have laughed at the chickens.” I’m sorry.
Indeed, the sound of silence seems to be rather modest.
The 12-minute phone call will be over soon, and I’ll take a breath.
After that, the host’s fan friends wanted to ask me a question.
Someone asked me why I didn’t show up so nicely.
I said I’m not a volunteer. It’s technology.
But there are still people who don’t believe that I’m the Q God himself, trying to give me the battle, and after the host asked me, I promised.
In order to heat up, people even started voting in the airroom, bet I win or he wins.
17 minutes later, an unsuspecting one-on-one end, score two to five, I five him two.
In fact, in the game, those who thought I was an actor changed their tongues.
And there’s another comment in the screen: “This isn’t Q God, is it? I’m sorry.
I smiled at the camera, “Don’t doubt it, because I’m not really a scoundrel. I’ll see you live tomorrow. I’m sorry.
It’s finally over.
I found out that my phone had only 5% power, and I asked someone to get me a ticket back. I was downstairs at 10:00.
It’s dark in there. Apparently, the power is out.
It’s a little cold at night, high heels rubbed my feet, and I took my heels off.
I’m not afraid of the dark.
I took out a cell phone with only one percent of the power, and I called her.
The good news is, the phone’s ringing.
The bad news is, my phone is off in 30 seconds.
“The power’s out. Come pick me up. I’m sorry.
“Where are you?” His voice seemed a little nervous.
I just opened my mouth and my phone was off.
Shit.
I don’t want to go any more, just sit down with high heels.
When I was asleep, she found me.
I saw a little sweat on his forehead and a bit of hair, apparently running in a hurry.
And suddenly I feel like I’m not losing it, “I’m afraid you won’t find me. I’m sorry.
She didn’t talk, looked at the heels at my feet, moved her lips, bended over and raised her heels, and she said, “How could she teach her aunt that she couldn’t find a grown-up?” I’m sorry.
I’m not a child. I’m sorry.
She bends his lips, turns his back, “I’ll carry you up.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t hesitate, I didn’t mean anything, I grabbed him around the neck and climbed up.
A few steps and I found his ears red.
I couldn’t help but ask him, “Why are your ears red?” I’m sorry.
He slit his lower lip, and don’t look at the way, “Sister, you’re in good shape. I’m sorry.
“…”
I don’t know.
It was hard to come home and he put me on the bed and then he followed me to the bed.
I’m stunned and I’m surprised, “What are you doing? I’m sorry.
He looked at me seriously and pulled me a blanket, “It’s too dark. I’m sorry.
The room was dark, and I couldn’t see his face very well, just listening to the sound of some pathetic sound, and finally nothing.
When I lay down, she held me in her arms.
His movements, though rusty, were tender and patient.
I didn’t get used to it. I asked, “What are you doing sleeping with me? I’m sorry.
A little lower head, a warm chin leaned on my forehead, “I’m afraid you’re afraid of the dark.” I’m sorry.
His voice was light, quiet and dark around, and I could hear some heavy breathing.
“When are you going to tell Uncle and Auntie about us? @Ambassah: #Jan25 #egypt
I’ve heard about it and I’ve had it all.
It’s over, Barbie Q.
It’s not that I don’t want to say it, it’s because I ate the grass and I didn’t talk to my parents.
Promised to take good care of her, who knew to take her home.
“Let’s say it again. I’m sorry.
He held my hand a little bit tight, “What more?” Then it’s time for you to have dinner with her. I’m sorry.
What questions? The boss’s manager?
That’s true, but why is he so excited?
I looked up at his face, “I know I know. I’m sorry.
She looked down at me, looked at me, looked at me, and suddenly her lips bended, “Sister, last time you said it was me who kissed you?” I’m sorry.
He made me nervous when he asked me that.
I choked, and I couldn’t help but nod my head. I’m sorry.
And suddenly his head was down a few points, almost on my forehead, and his scalding breath shrouded around my lips.
“Then try it once. I’m sorry.
I’m sorry, “You…”
He didn’t hesitate, bowed his head over my lips, then he let go, and he softly asked me, “Is that so? I’m sorry.
I can see he’s nervous.
I looked at him in the face, and I put up with the smile, “No.” I’m sorry.
He stings his lips, then he kisses me low and he breathes heavy. I’m sorry.
“Neither. I’m sorry.
Even I said no.
She seemed to feel like I was teasing him, and she was not angry. She looked down on my eyes, and she reached out and squeezed my face, and she lay down, saying, “It’s too late to sleep.”
I looked at him on the side and fell asleep in his arms.
I don’t know.
In the morning, I was woken up by a cell phone ring.
But didn’t my phone have electricity?
There are two clear words on the screen.
It’s my grandfather.
Needless to say, it was live last night.
I was prepared to pick up the phone.
As soon as I got on the phone, there was a scolding inside. I know everything about the live show. Didn’t you say you work for the official company? You come to the company for a few years, and then I leave, and the company is yours, and the money is yours.
I couldn’t help but get my cell phone a little further away.
“Come back soon! If you want to fight for his family’s property, you’ll have to stay as far away from my old man as possible! I’m sorry.
I had a deep breath.
When I was about to speak, I had an arm around my waist, and a lazy voice came from behind me, “Sister, who are you talking to? I’m sorry.
Then when I did not speak, there was a voice on the other side: “Why is there a voice of man next to you?” I’m sorry.
Thirteen times when I choked, I took my phone a little further away.
I hung up the phone so fast.
Half-dreaming silence seemed to realize what it was like to say, a little bit more. I’m sorry.
I turned my head and whispered, “It’s my grandfather. I’m sorry.
It seems like she’s remembering something. She’s in a state of mood. I’m sorry.
Finally, he added, “It won’t make Grandpa misunderstood. I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong? I can’t stop laughing, “I’ll take you to them in a few days. I’m sorry.
His lips were turned up and he didn’t talk.
After breakfast, I went upstairs to pack my books and I sat on the couch.
Webory, I’m on the hot list for the live show.
Open
I turned over and even the man I didn’t catch up with at college asked me.
Think of me as a high-class student who went to school and never talked about love.
Bad.
Finally I only lit the Yee Yee Yee Yee-yee dialogue box.
Yee-ye-yee-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye! I said it’s so familiar! It’s hard to hide from me!
When I saw the news, I typed back: Did you want to sign it?
Ye ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya.
Ask her for the address and I’ll be on the couch.
I don’t know.
The next day, I was on the air for a while and I left for home.
Grandpa’s assistant said my grandfather was in the study.
I was careful to push the door and then close it.
“Grandpa…” I shouted.
“I know it’s back. He looked at me and said, “I said hi to the company, and I went to work these days. I’m sorry.
“…”
But I’m happy with my life and I don’t want to change.
“Forget it, you’ll have to come back in a few more years. “Seeing that I did not speak, he lamented and continued, “and it is time to find a boyfriend.” I’m sorry.
I listen, I hesitate, “Grandpa, I have a boyfriend. I’m sorry.
“Who?”
“Sen…sent. I’m sorry.
“You say you’re such a good boy, you’re such a good boy, you’re such a bad person, you’re such a bad person…”
“…”
What’s wrong?
So, later in the afternoon, she was called, not only him, but also my aunts.
Can a public execution go well?
It’s time for dinner.
He seemed to know that he would be called, so he sat beside me while eating.
He’s cooler than me.
Why do I feel like I’m getting caught?
If I can see my nervousness, I’m holding my hand under the table, and I’m smiling, and my voice is soft, and my dad’s coming. I’m sorry.
I turned around and looked at him, and I was so surprised I didn’t say a word.
You didn’t give me any pressure, you gave me pressure.
There’s Grandpa’s laughter over there, “Leave it to yourself.”
I groaned, I looked down, I grabbed his hand, I drew circles in his hand.
“Thank you, Grandpa. I’m sorry.
Yes, his family and my family are family friends, and my relatives have always known him as a child of courtesy.
Uncle Shen came in a little while ago and looked at us, and he sat, “Uncle Tsui, I just got off the plane, there’s a bit of traffic. I’m sorry.
After a few words, they talked about us and spoke more than one.
Uncle Shen knew about us a long time ago, laughing, “Leave the child’s stubbornness, and let me know what he’ll suffer.” I’m sorry.
And my grandfather laughed, “She’s fine if she doesn’t bully people. I’m sorry.
“…”
Is it because my dad wasn’t my grandfather’s or because I wasn’t my dad’s…
When a meal came down, the tension eased, and after it was too late, me and Shen Seon went back.
Walking down the street, the wet wind rubbing my face, I suddenly felt like it was all dreaming.
She saw that my heart was heavy, she held my hand tight and said, “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
“There have been so many recent events. I’m sorry.
When he finished listening to me, he suddenly stopped, and he kissed me on the forehead, “Well, we have a long way to go and go home. I’m sorry.
I did not know whether he was talking about the way home or the way after, and asked, “What is the way you say?” I’m sorry.
The silenced lips moved, and it seemed like they were suffocating back and turned into a smile. I’m sorry.
I looked at the smile on his face, and I had a big heart beating, and I had a lot of words, and I only laughed down.
Nanji
Five years later.
Game launch.
“Today is the launch of our “Nine Yin” game, and today we invite Xu Ting, the master developer of our game, to the launch. Welcome! I’m sorry.
After the moderator said, the light came to me.
And some of my eyes are shaking, and I’m opening up a little bit, and I’m smiling at you, “Thank you for coming to the launch of our game, and this project has been a success, and it’s a qualitative leap for our group. Thank you for your support. I’m sorry.
“What’s your problem with this game?
Game release is finally over.
I was just trying to turn on my phone and I called.
I took up the phone, and my lips bended, “How come he has time to call me today? I’m sorry.
Over the past two years, the silence has changed considerably and has become more stable.
He took over the company with his parents abroad, but without his own efforts he became the CEO of the company at a young age.
That one came with his dumb smile, “I’ll pick you up. I’m sorry.
Twenty minutes later, she arrived downstairs.
Get in the car, and I’m gonna start the game skilfully until the car stops.
I was unconsciously looking out the window, the Civil Administration.
I blinked and I saw him laughing and looking at me, “Leave it to me.” I’m sorry.
I turned off the game like a bitch, “Why did I suddenly come up with this? I’m sorry.
He leaned over, untied my seat belt, bit me on the lip, “It’s nothing, it’s just a father. I’m sorry.
I looked at him. I haven’t seen him for a long time.
I don’t know.
That night, I had another hot search.
#Stunned, Q, think there’s a new relationship coming out? # I don’t know #
Here’s a picture of me and Shen Seon who got in the car.
I slid the fingertips of the screen and looked at the dimness of the document, biting on the lips, and tweeted: “No lies, no rumours.”
What a new relationship.
I got a little thirsty and I got up and picked up a glass of water.
Back when someone forwarded my tweets, a minute ago.
The man’s head is all black and his nickname is random.
I ordered in.
Here’s a picture of two purple and red books.
And when I looked up to the sound of it, the sight just fell into his smiling eyes.
He looked at me when I saw him.
“We’ll have three kids later.” I’m sorry.
I wrinkled, “Why? I’m sorry.
“Five rows. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
