Not really.
An allergy: He listens to my heart beats to see the details of the person I like, like the sun and moon star, which is the name of all the best things in the world. I will look at him, love him, think of him, but not tie him.
The year I first saw the week, I was 18 years old, and it was the first time that my lover was interested in the opposite sex, and I saw his picture on the mall’s big screen, it was a watch ad, he had a cold eye, five officials had a hard time, and he grabbed my heart.
I asked her, “Do you know who this person is?” I’m sorry.
Sister Zhang is a little secretary to my father, who has sent me to take care of my daily life.
She looked at it, “This guy was at the end of the week, and the group entertainment department just signed him into our company. It’s still Lin Lin’s ad. I’m sorry.
I’ve been looking away at his picture, not talking.
On my 18th birthday, my dad gave me a huge birthday party.
There’s a lot of people in politics and business, but I’m bored.
That’s how my dad is. He’s ashamed of me. He’s always giving me the head I need.
I was born, and he divorced my mother, who never gave a shit about me. My dad, he worked so much when I was young, he got more busy when I grew up. When I was a kid, my best impression was to wait for my dad until dark in a locked kindergarten, and then he asked my aunt to take care of me, and I finally came home on time every day, but the people around me said,
Where’s your mom and dad? I’m sorry.
Everyone at the party came to see me and smiled at me. I feel like an animal in a zoo, and that’s what they are. They’re in cages, visited by different people every day, day after day, year after year.
I turned boringly, but I saw the weeks. He was standing in the crowd, fresh and handsome, with no face on his face, and he was cold in the light like a god.
My first reaction should have been that sister Zhang was a good secretary to my father.
But when I saw Chow, I couldn’t leave anything behind. I was excited to run to him, and as long ago as I came home, Sister Zhang put all the information in front of me.
The conditions of the family are not particularly good this year, the second year of the film school. He came out early to make an ad for the TV show, and our company saw his personal abilities and qualities and just signed him under the flag.
The closer you get, the more nervous you get.
I slow down and walk to him gently: “How are you?” My name is Chen Chu. Can we meet? I love your movies. I’ve been watching them several times. I’m sorry.
He sweeps my eyes and still looks flat.
The woods were laughing around, touching his elbow.
“Hello. He said two words and stopped talking to me.
I was so old, too young. I don’t know what I would do to him with my deep-seated initiative.
There are young rich men and young ladies around.
“Yo, Miss Chan thinks you’re your lucky week. I’m sorry.
“Yes, yes, hold on. This is Miss Chan’s first initiative. I’m sorry.
“…”
I’m sick of them. I’m sorry.
And he took two steps, and said, “Miss Chen, I think we are not familiar, but it is better to be careful.” I’m sorry.
He turned around and left, and I asked him in the back: “Do you have anything to like?” I’m sorry.
No one taught me how to like a man, how to be good to a man. I can only be like my dad, and he always says he’s nice to me, loves me, and then gives me a bunch of things, like today’s party.
I think it’s important to ask a man what he needs first.
But there’s more noise around.
I ran in front of him and took care of a little corner of his clothes, and said, “Don’t rush away. I’m sorry.
He was the first person I wanted to stay.
But he took my hand off my back and said, “Dear Miss Chan, happy birthday, I have something to offer. I’m sorry.
He handed me a little box in his hand. I picked it up and he turned around.
I’ve got a guy who says, “Huh, it’s so nice to be in front of Miss Chan. “There is still a lot of people to settle.
I looked back, looked at them, grabbed their little box and ran to the balcony.
Look, it’s a butterfly-shaped brooch. I automatically ignored the possibility that this might be a gift from Lin Lin, and I was happy to look at it and feel like it’s the only thing for tonight’s party.
I’ve got good grades, because I feel like there’s nothing funny about it but to focus on learning.
But there are people in school who say behind my back, “Well, she’s got so much money, she’s got expensive tutors. I’m sorry.
“His father donated an experimental building to the school. Who dares to offend her? I’m sorry.
“Will you see her name less than a few points when the teacher judges the paper? I’m sorry.
“…”
I don’t care about that. I’ve been used to it since I was a kid. I’ve got a good friend. I’m in elementary school together.
We spent the whole primary school together, which was all golden. Only when she changed school in second grade, I became a person again.
The midterm exam came out, and I took 15th grade. After the exam, there was a short vacation.
Sister Zhang saw me at home playing a three-minute movie at the end of the week and said to take me out.
It’s not really my fault. It’s the longest he’s ever been out there. Besides, it’s the watch ad he signed up for. I bought all the posters and the same watch, except he wasn’t famous enough to shoot his mv.
It’s a video town.
Sister Zhang took me to the door and was greeted with warm welcome. After going in, everyone looked back and looked in the other direction.
I look over, it’s weeks deep.
In an old, black long shirt, a body-modified style, strangling the waist, it looks like it’s tall and it adds a little more mystery.
I’m glad to run over.
“It’s so nice to see you again. I waved and laughed at him.
And then he said, “Are you wearing this dress to shoot a costume?” Nice. I’m sorry.
He’s been down a little bit, practicing a dagger. It’s supposed to be a play, and I’m just looking around.
The fat guy who met us at the door came over and said, “Stop practicing and take Miss Chan to the studio. I’m sorry.
Then he put the flesh on my face and looked at me: “Miss Chen, we are simple here. Do not mind.” I’m sorry.
I don’t like his smile. I don’t want to go to the so-called set. But I want to be alone with Zhou, really alone, not in the eyes of so many people.
So I looked at him and pointed to a little road far away. Thank you very much. I’m sorry.
He still didn’t speak, wrinkled, dropped the dagger and went that way.
I’m happier than the last time he gave me a brooch.
On the way, I asked him a lot of questions. I never knew I had so much to say, but I always felt like I was in a hurry, and I couldn’t ask enough questions.
“Chou, you’re 20 years older than me. I’m sorry.
“Chou, you’re a scholar, right? I studied science because I thought geography was too difficult to learn. I’m sorry.
“Do you mind if I just call you Chou?” But I don’t know what else to call you. I’m sorry.
“Chou, are you hot in this? You want some water? I’ll buy it for you. I’m sorry.
“Do you like any fruit, I like mangoes, what do you like? The next time I see you, I can bring it. I’m sorry.
“How does it feel to be a college student? I’m sorry.
“You’re not tired of making a scene. I heard them say it’s hot in the summer. I’m sorry.
“…”
At the end of the week, under a tree in the boulevard, it stopped and looked at me.
“Miss Chan, I’ve never seen you before. How did you get this strange passion from me? I’m sorry.
I’m a little embarrassed by the earlobes.
“I liked it when I saw your picture the other day and went back to your movie and thought you were doing well. I liked you more when I saw you at the birthday party. “I looked up at him, and the sun shot me in the eye, but I still didn’t want to close my eyes.
“Miss Chan, the skin is only a small part of a human being. Not to mention, not to your attention. Don’t stare at me. There are many beautiful skins in the world. I’m sorry.
I think I understand. I don’t think I understand. “No, I don’t like you because I like you because you look good, I just think you look good in your picture, and then I see you when I see your movie, and I see you, and you’re great. I’m sorry.
You’re the most sincere person I’ve ever met, you don’t have a smile, you don’t have greasy language, you don’t know me and listen to me so much, you’re polite and gentle, why can’t I like you?
He looked down at me, and his eyes were like a fountain, and he couldn’t tell. “I’m not good, these are symptoms. Miss Chan, don’t be deceived. I hope Miss Chan doesn’t waste any more time on me. I have to go. I’m sorry.
I stood there and watched him walk back to the set and waved, “See you…”
Zhang soon came up and I found out that she had been following us.
Zhang’s sister and the people around me are beginning to bring me to the end of the week. I went to the mall, I saw Zhou doing commercials there; Zhang asked me to go to the company to see the newly renovated gym and lounge, where I could see Zhou rehearsing; they took me to the university campus to get a sense of the atmosphere of the university campus in advance, so I knew it was a Zhou school… at the beginning, I thought it was a coincidence, I was very happy to go and say hi. But every time I saw him, he was colder to me, and he frowned from the beginning to the end when he saw me.
After that, Zhang said she’d take me anywhere and I wouldn’t go. He stayed at home to see the commercials and photos of his late childhood at the weekend.
Before the summer break, Zhou killed a man in the middle of an old scene. He was in there playing male number four, the first of which was a dude, whose family had suddenly been transformed, subjected to cold eyes and humiliation, and later blackened to become a minor villain in the play.
The heart of this ancient play was in love, and the audience was very large at that time. Once aired, every house opens at 8 p.m. each night, and a wave of cynicism is taking place in the week, based on its superiority and character.
He was no longer silent, he was beginning to have the first group of fans, and at that time, software like Weibo was not popular, and I was hanging around the bar on the weekends, searching for deep-seated names over and over again, and he was flattered, and those who said his bad things were carefully contradicted, and gradually I had a fan.
At least it’s no longer the “no-one” situation, and all the bad things that he did in the TV show end up in front of the main group, and he’s himself. After reading, I cried for hours, as if I could feel the waves and sufferings of his body, and the dreams of those days were a deep fall of the week and the eyes were swollen for days.
I want to see him. But I don’t want to be told by Zhang’s sister like before. I snuck out of the back door during the Friday school event and took a cab to the scene where we were filming at the end of the week, and I asked the company yesterday.
It’s going to be summer vacation. It’s hot.
It’s like this.
I bought iced water and small electric fans at a cold-drink place on the street, and I couldn’t let me in.
“What are you doing here? “I’m familiar with the sound of the week behind me.
I’m surprised to be back, it’s him. He wore a black hat, a black short sleeve, and looked at me, and his eyebrow wrinkled. His skin was particularly white and his arms were not hard enough to see a pretty line.
I said, “I just wanted to come and see you, and I’m leaving.” I’m sorry.
Lin Lin stood behind him and said, “No, Cho, take Chu Chu around and look at the woods over there. I’m sorry.
I waved, “No, no, don’t delay his work. I looked and left. I’m sorry.
I handed the things in my hand over to the woods, whispering, “It’s so hot, watch out for the sun, don’t take the heat.” People are coming around, and I’m afraid it might have a bad effect on him. I’m sorry.
I turned around and ran to the side of the road, and there was footsteps coming back, and I looked forward to it, and it was Lin, and he threw his hand, and he said, “I’ll take you. It’s been a long day and night these past few weeks, so don’t worry. I’m sorry.
I shake my head, “I don’t mind, but you have to keep him in mind. I’m sorry.
He slaps his chest, “Don’t worry, it’s on me. I’m sorry.
After that, Zhang said that the company had discovered his potential and had given him some TV plays, which were all part of it, but they were all very colorful and increasingly busy during the week. Except for classes, it’s almost all day in the set.
I was a senior and I didn’t feel much at all, but the kids in the class were nervous, and I hadn’t heard that basketball hit the ground in the classroom for a long time, and the girls stopped going to the bathroom, and the classroom was quiet.
My dad called me another assistant, said it was a high test and asked him questions I didn’t understand. Sometimes listens to the students who talk in their meeting needles, starting with “What about my dad and my mom,” and I usually listen to them in silence, without the desire to talk.
My dad hasn’t picked me up since I went to primary school, and the parents’ meeting is either a family cooking aunt Li, a sister Zhang or a temporary assistant. I don’t even know what it’s like to go back and suffer.
It’s Christmas this year, it’s a week-end birthday party. He’s got a small group of tweezers and he’s got a three-man TV show on the air.
One of the little policemen in the group, from the recklessness of entering the job market to the maturity behind him, died in order to save the main group.
I wanted to ask him why you never had a good ending in a TV show, even though I knew it was fake, but I was sad for days.
I haven’t told you anything yet.
It’s a good spot. On that day, Zhang said she wanted to go in with me, and I refused, changing the seat card with a sister in the back row while in the toilet, sitting in a corner.
At 8.00 p.m., he appeared in front of the stage, with enough heat on the floor, and he was wearing only one hoodie, one light jeans, a nice dress, standing there, in addition to a very good-looking five, really like a simple college student.
There are girls screaming and screaming around, and there are few people, and there are really few people out there today than there are a few years later. But everyone’s true heart is in the air, and I’m sure it’s in the heart of the week.
He expressed his gratitude, his support and a little smile on the stage. It was the first time I had seen him smile in real life, and he had a really nice smile, with a little pear vortex on his mouth, and looked completely free of the cold when he had no face.
I didn’t know it was my fault I felt like I was touching him, but it was only a short moment, so far away.
I don’t feel much in high school. It’s over. After the exam, it’s an extraordinary performance, and for the first time in the top five, schools in the capital can be picked at random.
My father was happy that, while he always said he had nothing to ask of me, that he was happy and healthy, he was always proud and proud of his parents.
In July, my dad gave me a promotion.
At the end of the week, he was now well known, and many of the girls around him looked at him with the intention and without the intention. I don’t know if he came voluntarily or forced, but I’m glad to see him, and I’m not thinking about that.
I haven’t seen him in months. I was bored at home studying.
He and Lynn came to give me gifts and my father rarely stood next to me and didn’t get paid.
“Miss Chan, happy graduation. More than a year ago, I heard him say blessing to me and wish me a happy birthday.
My dad was filming my hand next to me, “Go to college, Chu Chu, you can fall in love.” I’m sorry.
My dad’s place is the center, and the surroundings are cheering, all kinds of bragging on the surface, and I can feel the insinuation of the week.
I grabbed my dad’s hand and looked up at him, hoping my dad would see what I wanted to say.
My dad waved, “Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, to make everybody laugh.” Chu Ji, I can’t let her fall in love. I’m sorry.
The forest seems to be taking the week to meet some directors and investors, people in the lobby, and I feel like I can’t breathe, quietly going to the balcony outside, the city’s neon five colours, the evening wind blows, the balcony connects to the corridor, and some sound comes.
“Don’t you think Chen Chu has a good father? I’ve been with her for a year or two.
I don’t know. I’m sorry.
“Uh, you keep your voice down. What if someone comes? I’m sorry.
“Fear of what, I’m telling the truth. I heard from a friend, she’s skipping school to see someone do a movie. It’s not his dad’s relationship. I’m sorry.
“It’s not like it’s been a day or two since she’s been in the circle since last week. I’m sorry.
“Well, the princess will love it too. Take her dad off. What’s she got?” I’m sorry.
“…”
“Unknown fullness, no comment. How can Miss Chen not say what kind of tutor are the ladies behind? “A man’s voice is coming in deep in the week.
“Do you really think you’re afraid to climb on your own?” * The sound is sharp, I go out and I say *
I don’t know, I don’t want to waste my time talking to you about the bad things you’ve said behind me since I was a kid, and I’m not without evidence. Let’s say, just go to the front room and say, in front of everyone, with the pain and the joy, do you think that’s okay? I’m sorry.
“Don’t think you’re great,” Zhang called me from afar, and they turned around and cried, “We’ll see.” I’m sorry.
Zhang came to me, “Tru, what’s wrong? I’m sorry.
I shake my head, “All right. I’m sorry.
“Mr. Chen is looking for you, and there are a few teachers at higher education to show you volunteering and professional. I’m sorry.
I nodded my head, and I left just after Zhang’s sister arrived, and I looked at his back and went into the hall with her.
I studied education at the university, and my dad didn’t object, saying that education was good and that schools were the easiest environment in society.
In the first year of my life, I went sneaking to see the depths of Week, and I rarely told Sister Zhang that they were usually secretly contacting the woods, that he knew it, that he saw me no longer frowning, but that he would not be happy, but that he would just sweep my eyes.
That day, my dad told me to go to work. When he arrived, he saw only the weeks on the couch, and he was wearing a black shirt of the same colour as his hair, and he looked at me in the dark and said, “Are you in love?” I’m sorry.
At that time, he had a television show that was being broadcast, and that was the tone of his real move to fire. It is still an ancient play in which he acts as a master in love with the master, and when he was young, he did not capture the master of the play, but captured a large audience outside the play. In the latter days, when he became so deep that he lost his love, he was dressed in black, and his cold eyes and same-coloured clothes were a big highlight of the show, and even after a few years, his styles and costumes in the show were used as templates for many new-age male stars.
This TV show made him the biggest kid in the year, and he was only 22 years old. On the basis of this show, he was awarded the most popular prize and the best male match.
The TV show was live on his award-winning scene, and I was cooking soup in his apartment, hoping he’d come back and eat a hot meal, and it’d be best if he was in a good mood to celebrate with me.
Twenty years ago, after my father sent me to get my clothes and food, and I fell in love with Zhou, I knew that he had a very serious stomach condition, because he was often upside down, eating freely, and when he was busy, cold water filled his stomach. I’ve had a long time with the forest for this.
And then I started to learn to cook, and I couldn’t guarantee it, but I did the best I could to ensure that I was healthy and warm. When I first learned, I saw the oil jumping in the pot, and I was scared to death, and then it was splattered several times, and I found the pattern, and I was not afraid of the oil. He was cut in his hand while cutting the vegetables, and he had many small wounds on his hands. Now I feel like I’m an old man, and cooking is starting to look like it.
I’d like to cook for my dad, but he’s always flying around, not having a meal at home a month.
At 2 a.m., my jaw was stunned on the table, still a room cold and warm yellow light left people lonely and cold.
I turned on my phone and I saw more than 1:00 a.m. in the week: “There’s something going on at night, don’t wait. I’m sorry.
Put the dishes on the table in the fridge. I packed the bags and went downstairs. I didn’t spend the night in my apartment in the middle of the week, even though he rarely came back, and he didn’t say, but I always felt he was in opposition.
The next day wakes up at 10 o’clock in the house, and the news comes out of the web page, “When Red Lives Night is going to be a hot movie star.” The pictures below are very vague and are only taken at the back of the week with a girl in the restaurant. The number of hard-core fans is already high, and there is a direct official statement in the news section: the team’s colleagues are having dinners, the staff and several of the stars are all present and need not be taken out of context.
When I was a third-year-old, I could already be known. At the best of times, the film industry is a watershed of rapid development, with all kinds of software, web pages, and weekly fans being the first to occupy. His representative did not do much, but each of them was a classic, and under these excellent conditions, his handsome appearance and a lean, narrow shoulder and body had been added.
In a moment, he’s full of wind. But he was not fascinated, he was sublime, and he was on his feet and he was grinding the script.
I’ve seen him once or twice a month, and he’s been on fire this year, and I haven’t seen him in three months. Lin Lin said let me understand that his work schedule was too full and his duty station was changing, and he was in Chengdu this morning and probably in Shanghai this afternoon.
I wanted to see him, but last year I was on the set with him. The photo was stopped by my father, but no one can guarantee that it will not be so lucky next time. So I stopped looking for him.
During my third year of summer, I worked in a middle school, surrounded by a group of junior high school students every day, feeling younger and more open. One afternoon, when I left the classroom, I felt severe pain in the stomach, the four limbs were weak, the body began to sweat, the students around me came up with a beehive, and I was anxious to ask what happened to the teacher and what happened to him. The teacher I was working with soon called me to the hospital.
It’s acute appendix.
It’s not over yet. A young male doctor wearing a mask said to me, “Do you feel abdominal pain often this time, and do you not want to come to the hospital?” It’s like it’s coming from far away.
My thoughts seem to have stopped in high school and saw the name on the doctor’s badge: Song Helm. I want to say, “Doctor, we have a first year of high school called Song Ha Night, just like you.” But I don’t know if I said anything.
Wake up, like a dream. I don’t know where I am. Hospital disinfection.
I was the first to react with white walls and chandeliers.
“Tru, are you awake? I’ll call a doctor. I’m sorry.
I want to talk, and it’s only with one mouth that I find my voice dry and dumb, and I can’t get enough of it.
Sister Zhang came in with a doctor who looked at some of the instruments around him and asked me a few questions and asked me to rest and find him.
I said, “Thank you, Doctor. I’m sorry.
Turning back, he seemed to laugh, wearing a mask, and he didn’t see anything.
“I’m not a doctor, I’m a student, I’m a student. You take a break. I’m sorry.
The drop should have had a calm effect, and I soon went back to sleep and woke up the next morning at 10.
There’s a nurse next to me changing my fluid.
Zhang said she’d taken a day off at the school to keep me well.
I turned on the phone next to it, and a lot of news came out.
As a result of the week, I’ve been following a lot of entertainers, and it seems that they’re forwarding the same entertainment news.
Yeah.
They were filmed at a hotel last night, and this time, there were no crew colleagues around, and there was no reason for a meal. I’ve only known them since they were in junior high. Many also speculate that Liang Tsai and Zhou are deeply related, as she has more or less a connection with Zhou.
Most are whispering, and a few are whispering.
After all, after all these years of hard work, only two times have been filmed and twice the same person, not true love.
Both of them are on the front page, and the faces of boys and girls are very bright and indeed matchable. Many powerful bloggers have begun to edit short videos of their role in the film and television series, and I have been busy in the hospital, and I spent the afternoon over them.
In the evening, the liquid was hung up, the door was opened, and it was my father. It seemed that the dust servants had no idea where they had just come from.
“Dad, what are you doing here? I’m ready to sit up.
He sits next to me, presses me, talks to me while I’m under the covers, “Why didn’t he tell Dad when he’s sick, I didn’t know. I’m sorry.
“It’s just a little surgery, no big deal. I’m sorry.
“They’re all knifed up. I’m sorry.
I looked at my father, who grew up so well when he was young, and now he’s a very well-formed, very juicy man. I just don’t know when my dad had white hair, hidden in his horns and wrinkled eyes.
“Dad, I want to ask you something. I’m sorry.
Ask what you say.
I’ll look at the assistant behind him and look at him.
“Get out of here. I’m sorry.
I asked my dad, “Dad, I’d like to ask you why did you suddenly fall in love with me at that time?” Did you use some kind of coercion? I’m sorry.
My dad seemed surprised, “Who told you?
I shake my head, “I guessed something was wrong. I’m sorry.
My father poured me a glass of water and said, “Not really. He poured himself a glass, “Dad, I feel sorry for you. You know, you’ve been around since you were a kid. I’ve been busy with my company, and I haven’t been much with you. I don’t have time to talk to you like someone else’s dad. I remember when you were little and you were fed your leftovers. Then Chang said you liked Zhou and I can tell. He’s not bad at the end of the week, but I haven’t let him lose. He and the company were supposed to have a 15-year contract, and I said to him, “Let him spend more time with you for a three-year period. If he’s interested in you, it’s best if he doesn’t, but if he doesn’t, he doesn’t hurt you.” Whatever the end result, I let him be independent from the company and will help him as much as possible. I’m sorry.
“He bullied you? I just got off the plane, and today’s news has been taken care of. I’m sorry.
I shake my head and my tears fall off.
So it turns out that the so-called “love” that Zhou talked to me in depth was a job he had to do.
My dad handed me the tissue, “This is Dad’s fault. Don’t cry. Shall we leave him alone? The son of several of my bosses is a great career. I’m sorry.
Dad, I’m interrupting him, “I don’t want to go on like this. You’re going to be free as you were supposed to be. We don’t owe anyone, so let’s not drag people, okay? I’m sorry.
There’s a knock on the door outside and I’m gonna dry my face. It’s Dr. Song. Although he says he’s not a doctor yet, I think it’s more appropriate.
My dad was at the hospital with me at 10 o’clock, and he had to go first.
Before leaving, he told Sister Zhang to find me two professional nurses and to change the ward. I stopped him, “Dad, you gotta do your thing. I’m fine now. I’m too big to take care of myself. I’m sorry.
And he looked at me, and he sneezed, and he touched my head, and he said, “Dad will see you in two days. I’m sorry.
The next day at noon, I got a week-by-week call.
He rarely called me, and I looked at his name on the phone screen and stayed two seconds to react.
Slide it in, “Hello?”
“Tru,” he seems tired, and I can imagine him with his frown and his eyes closed, and his nostrils and my phone calls.
“Well, what’s up. I’m sorry.
“The night before yesterday, Liang and I just came out to talk about things, and then I flew out to make ads, and it was just a little brief. Leung and I are nothing, don’t think too much. I’m sorry.
I nod my head and he couldn’t see it, so I said, “I know, you better get some rest. I’m sorry.
He said “um,” but he didn’t hang up.
I put my finger in the invisible lock on the blanket, I breathed, and I said, “Chou, why don’t we break up?” I’m sorry.
The silence on the phone, as if even his breath had been lost, and I took it down and still showed it on the phone, and I was going to ask him if it was a signal. Because of Leung Hak?”
“No, you said you had nothing with her, I believe you. But I don’t want our relationship to go on, so I want to split up. I’m sorry.
He’s still quiet over there. It took a long time to hear his answer. I’m sorry.
Hanging up the phone, my tears came down, silently dipped in the cotton, and I buried my face in the blanket and didn’t let myself make a sound.
On the day my father and Chow announced their settlement, I was on a plane heading south.
The school had an exchange project in the fourth year, a well-known high school in a front-line city in the south, and I wanted to learn something more to do, so I applied for it.
Before we left, my father had nothing to do with it, because I spent more time with him since he was a child, and not half a month together.
Only this time I turned down all the people he had sent me, the real one, to a new city.
The plane traveled through the clouds, as if it were still, and I had no sleep to look at the clouds outside the window with my chin, to say goodbye in silence and through the week, and to begin to wet my face again.
When he got off the plane, he found out that my father had picked me up at the airport, that I had to rent an apartment in advance, that I had to brush my cell phone, that I had taken the hottest headline on Sunday’s break, that countless fans commented on it below, that the profile of the weekly deep studio account was no longer the “deep room at Shadow and Entertainment Week” or a simple “deep studio” in my heart, that the weeds were thousands of miles in my heart, and that the wounds that had already recovered from my abdomen were beginning to hurt, and that a blurry and teardrops were dropped on the cell screen, so it was not clean.
It’s dry in the north. It won’t rain in six months. And in September, the south was like a grumpy kid, one without notice was pouring rain.
When I came here, I always forgot to go out with an umbrella, and this afternoon I was reading at the library, and I realized at around 5:00, and I thought I’d run back in time, and I just went downstairs and out of the library door. One of the soybeans was hit on the floor, breaking a little flower.
Those around either left with their umbrellas or returned to the library in vain to continue their studies.
The rain is getting worse and the ground has accumulated a stream of water, and I am preparing to return to the library to continue reading until the rain stops. It felt like a shadow over his head, with a big black umbrella on his head.
Dr. Song? What are you doing here? I’m sorry.
He smiled, “I’m not a doctor. You don’t have to call me that. I’m sorry.
I’m just aware that Song Ha’s night off with a white shirt, a light-coloured jeans, is a young college student who really feels completely different.
And he continued, “I’m here, of course, because I’m here to study. I’m sorry.
“But wasn’t your last internship at the capital hospital? How did you get so far? I’m sorry.
He smiled and looked at me a little bit, “I’m a college boy with you. You really didn’t know that? Your Ministry of Education has an exchange project, and of course we can train together. I’m sorry.
I’m really surprised this time that he’s still my alumni.
“Oh, I’m sorry. I just knew. I’m sorry.
He looked up in front of the rain and seemed a little smaller, “It’s okay, now go? Find a place to eat. I’m sorry.
I noded, and when I was in hospital, he felt responsible and serious, and he was a very good doctor. I should have invited him for dinner.
Just sitting down at the hotel, the rain was low outside, the restaurant was at its peak, and there was no room in the lobby.
We found a room, the air conditioner was a little low, and when I got in, I had to shake. Song He asked the waiter for the AC remote to change the temperature.
I ordered, and Song He sat across the street for the night, pouring me a glass of open water, “How’s the wound? Does it hurt?”
I shook my head and said, “Thank you, Dr. Song. I’m sorry.
He laughed, “This is what I should do. During the post-operative period, more fruit and vegetables were eaten, and more nutrients were provided. I’m sorry.
I nod, “Okay, thank you. I’m sorry.
He smiled again and shook his head, “Did I turn the restaurant into a hospital?” I’m sorry.
“No, no, you’re responsible. You’re gonna be a very good doctor. I’m sorry.
He looked down at the glass in front of him, “I hope so. I’m sorry.
It was an easy meal, and when I said that one of our high school people had the same name, he started laughing again.
“I remember… when I was in high school, it seemed like my picture was on the bulletin board, and I was on the stage, and I hosted a couple of parties. You really don’t know me. * He’s got hands on his forehead, eyes bending. *
“Sorry, I didn’t pay much attention in high school…”
“You don’t have to be embarrassed. We know each other now. I’m just… a little sorry. “The words behind him are very small, I didn’t hear them, I didn’t look so good and I didn’t ask again.
I ate, I went to check, but I was told I paid. Song He!
Look at me later, “It’s just a meal, or you’ll hire me next time. * He’s a little bit * I can only nod. *
Out of the restaurant, the sky is completely clear, and the sun is so stubborn that the light of orange red is pouring into every inch of the earth.
After that, I exchanged contact with Song Ho for dinner some weekend.
Probably because he was an alumni of the same university in the same high school and had a relationship with a doctor and a patient, he occasionally asked me out for dinner or self-study or to play.
By the end of the week, I went to a mall in the vicinity to buy some items of life, and by that time it had been effaced, and all the colour lights outside the building had been turned on. I saw in the car the huge single-person billboards that occupy several floors, which are deep in the week.
Many years ago, he was able to advertise a simple model for the watch, and only a simple picture of a poster stuck to the wall. And now he’s a global advocate for the brand, and his picture is projected on the big screen outside the walls, bright enough to be seen from far away, even on a dark night.
As usual, he had no face, his face was slightly sided, and he showed a smooth jawline and a fine five.
My eyes are sour and tears are spilling out of my eyes.
I really, really miss him.
I took a lot of classes and reported on the Institute’s fitness, dance and painting training, and I let myself do things every day. I unloaded some software, I read a lot of books, I cleaned my apartment when I was bored, I learned to grow plants, I forced myself not to search for his name, not to watch TV dramas and movies, and I wanted to physically separate me from him.
But actually, I never forgot him for a second.
I really miss him.
Weeks deep.
Time feels good slow if you look 24 hours a day. But when the sky comes back, it feels real. In a blink, I realized I’ve been here for over three months.
The trees of the campus fell from green to yellow, and even a thin snow layer was attached the previous day.
I am also becoming familiar with Song Ha’s evening, who is a very gentle man and who is particularly good in all respects. Sometimes I wonder if he doesn’t have a girlfriend, and he’s actually very active with me. I’m about to feel something.
Then he asked me out several times and I refused.
I look at the snow out of the window with my chin, my heart is so small, I’m filled with one person, I don’t want to open it anymore.
One day before Christmas, my dad sent me a message saying he was coming to my place for business tomorrow, by the way.
I’m a little funny.
“It’s because some producers make money, and the so-called atmosphere is made of money.”
I didn’t think he’d started too.
I bought some fresh fruit and vegetables and I was going to cook for him in the apartment.
I found a coffee shop at the airport.
And Santa’s decorations, even at the airport, are full of shiny little eggs. It’s the kind of atmosphere that comes out of the money, but I just love it. It’s so warm and festive.
A group of girls came in with cameras and flashlights, mixed with shiny decorations around them, and did not seem abrupt.
They are very happy to talk together, and from time to time they make small noises. I look at their backs and I feel cute and lively and I can’t stop laughing.
16:40, I stand up and I’m ready to go out, and my dad’s plane should have landed.
As we walked through the gate, it was felt that a lot of people were in the same direction, looking at the costumes and the things in their hands and the girls in the coffee shop.
I guess some star actor passed by, and I used to spend a lot of time with them in a fan pile to get a good look.
My father was in a coat, a gray scarf around his neck, followed by two assistants. They were walking fast, and the three bodies were tall and thin, and far away they looked like they were insinuating.
“Dad. He’s coming up and down.
“Why do you feel thin? So little. I’m sorry.
I took him outside, and I said, “You don’t always treat me like a kid, okay? I’m sorry.
“You’ll always be the youngest child in Daddy’s eyes. I’m sorry.
And suddenly it began to scream from a distance, and there was a sparkling noise. I seemed to hear a lot of people calling “deep in the week” and turning their backs unstoppable, but I saw the one in the middle.
He was too far away to see the five officers and only saw his tact.
That’s weird.
I can’t even see his face from so far away from so many crowded people. But he felt a bit sad and a little upset.
Chu Chu? My dad’s voice came from his ear.
I’ll be back, “Dad, let’s go faster. I’m a little hungry. Go back and cook for you. I’m sorry.
Winter is short and it’s all dark back home.
I gave my dad a seat in the kitchen to cook.
He walked around my apartment and finally came to the kitchen to see me.
“Tru, otherwise I’ll find you an aunt. I’m sorry.
I’ll put the peppers on my hand and look back at my dad. “I’m 22 years old, Dad. I’m an adult. I can really take care of myself. Look, I’m fine.
He frowned and said what he wanted to say, and the phone rang, and he turned to the living room to pick up the phone, and he never came back, and the sound of a conversation came in intermittently.
The soup was made this afternoon. I just warmed it up.
Just the two of us, so I only made two soups and three fried vegetables.
Bringing the food to the table shows my father having a video conference in the living room.
I went to the restaurant to keep my food warm and sat down to see the PPT yesterday.
It’s quiet in the house, except for the occasional voice of my father, which is the ticking of the clock.
I don’t know how long it took my dad to call me “Tru”? I’m sorry.
Are you done, Dad? I looked up at him.
“Tru, long wait. There was an urgent meeting at the company. I’m sorry.
I’m going to the kitchen to bring the food and start eating with my dad.
I asked him, “Dad, how’s it taste? I’m sorry.
“It’s delicious, Chu Chu has grown up, he’s cooking. I gave him a bowl of steak soup, and he continued, “I always felt like you were a child, and that was when we were alone. You may not remember, when you were 7.8 years old, the aunt I was looking for was particularly unworthy. I went home for a month and came home that night and said I’d come home and see you. You’re alone on a small bench with a small lamp on your side, standing in front of the stove and firing. I went to ask you what you were doing. You said you were hungry and wanted to cook noodles. I asked you, the cooking aunt, you said she was home. You’re the only one in this big house who didn’t do anything with the money. I run a company, earn money and find my daughter hungry. I feel tears in my dad’s eyes.
I waited for him to slow down.
“Dad, I forgot what you said. Look at me now, isn’t it? You were so busy, I understand, really. You’re also trying to give me a better life. And I feel that my life is much better than 99 percent of the world’s people. I’m sorry.
“Ah, Dad… it’s just a compliment. You’re so old, so good, so good, so proud. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
My dad went to talk the next morning, and the afternoon plane left.
On the following Saturday afternoon, I had a drawing course at the training institution, and my whole-hearted commitment came over very quickly in the afternoon, and it was dark at the end of the day.
Little snowflakes are floating in the sky, but they haven’t melted yet. There are girls with hot tea and a bag of laughter, and the agency is not too far from home.
Just across the first intersection, I saw Song Ha Night across the street. He was wearing a khaki coat and a light-mite scarf. I can see him smiling in his eyes.
Dr. Song, what are you doing here? “When I met him, I thought the other name was weird and called back the doctor.
His voice was soft, “Just as soon as he came out of the lab,” he looked up at a sign from a training institution, “When he saw the snow, he came to visit.” Do you have a minute?”
I feel really bad about turning him down, “I’m fine now. I’m sorry.
“My cousin’s on her 18th birthday. What do these girls like? I don’t know. I’m sorry.
“Okay. I can give you some advice, but I may not be very good at it either. I’m sorry.
He kept smiling, “It’s okay. I’m totally a layman in this. I’m sorry.
We went near that big mall nearby, and the last time we saw it, the deep static picture was replaced by a live commercial, full of color and technology.
I saw behind my eyes that I couldn’t get up there and walked into the mall.
The first floor is full of restaurants, and Song Ho asked me after seeing the signs at the elevator gate: “You haven’t eaten yet. It’s almost 6:00, so let’s eat something first.” I’m sorry.
I thought, “It’s just a meal, maybe a number, or we’ll make an online appointment and buy something and then come down. I’m sorry.
He nodded, laughed, “Or did you think it was thoughtful. I’m sorry.
We went up to the third floor and walked around Area A, and we ended up at a famous jewelry store.
I picked a couple of necklaces that I thought looked better for a little girl, and Song Ha night picked one out of the middle, and I went outside to wait for him to finish the check.
Two messages were answered on the phone, and Song He came out soon after. I got two well-packed bags on my hand, and I got one.
I didn’t answer, “Dr. Song, what are you…?
“Thank you,” he said, “he’s got the horn up, and the white skin is soft and soft in the light. “Thank you for coming with me today to pick something. I’m sorry.
I waved, “You’re too far away, and I didn’t help anything. This is too expensive for me. I’m sorry.
“Take it, it’s not worth it, it’s to be delivered. I’m sorry.
I insist, “I really can’t. We’re friends, right? I won’t be able to give you that little advice again. I’m sorry.
He took his hand back, he didn’t insist, he laughed.
“You said we’re friends now. Can I ask you for help next time? * I’m so happy *
I’m nodding, I’m not talking. There’s a noise coming.
Chu Chu?
Looking back, it was Lin Lin, and several of their team members were gone by the time the contract was broken during the week. They followed the week, and my father did not hold them.
My first reaction was that the forest should follow the week so deep that the week was also close, and the heart beats.
“Linlin, what are you doing here? I’m sorry.
Zhou has a co-brander for the 60th anniversary of this year, and he’s never been to this kind of event before, and this year, he’s chosen this shop, and he’s going to come out to the station, and I’m coming to see the venue. I’m sorry.
It looks like I’m not here now, I’m relieved, I’m lost and I’m fast.
But Lin Lin, seeing Song Ha’s evening standing next to me, smiled, “Tru, who is this? I’m sorry.
They’re the ones who mix the show, they can say zero as one, they can say right.
I quickly explained, “Friend, Dr. Song, this is Lin Lin. I’m sorry.
They said to each other, “True, I didn’t think you had a doctor friend. I’m sorry.
I’m smiling, not much.
Then Song Ha and I went down to eat on the first floor of the night, and there was something in my heart, and I could feel my heart away.
It is true that Song Heh had nothing to say or ask, and I am grateful to him for his kindness, and we have finished this meal very quietly.
When I came home at night, I was trying to find myself something to do, for a long time, and I couldn’t stand it until I was asleep, opening a new download of some software, searching for deep names for weeks.
His activities at the mall tomorrow have been pre-positioned by officials, and the interface is full of news that big and small fans are coming. Zhou is not old, or even younger than some new generation of young people from one year. But because he was in the entertainment business very early and had not even graduated from college at the time of the fire, he was a very special young “old” in the entertainment business.
He is now of good age and has always remained in the first class, not only with a huge amount of old powder, but also at a high speed absorbing new and younger fans.
I can predict what kind of “show” tomorrow will be.
This night, I turned around and didn’t fall asleep, and saw a radiance between the curtains before I fell asleep.
When I woke up, there was a golden light on the covers, I sat on my head, and I saw the clock on the opposite side at 1:30 p.m., there was no school today, the phone was thrown into the gap between the bed and the wall last night, and I picked it up to find the screen broken, and there was nothing to do today, and I had to fix it.
Cleaning the corner of the house, washing clothes and making a meal for yourself, the balconies on the balcony were already high and the leaves were full of green oil.
Time has arrived at 8:30 p.m., and I remember it was 3 p.m. at the end of the week, and it must be over, perhaps… he has left the city.
The next day, at 10:00 hours, I moved my cell phone to a nearby store, changed the membrane and opened it and found several telephone calls and short messages.
The name that I saw on the SMS page was a moment of stagnation.
“There’s a job here today. Can I see you after? “It was 5:30 p.m. yesterday afternoon, when I was just cooking, and I discovered that I used to cook greasy and appetizers, and I used to do them for weeks.
I called back late at 8:30 p.m., and I looked like I was studying last week in the study.
I don’t know.
I don’t know what I’m feeling right now. Did you just decide for me if your phone was broken or… regret it? Sorry not to see him.
Lin Lin also called me several times, and I went outside the store and returned to him.
You see, I can easily pick up people’s phone calls, but I don’t dare, I don’t dare, that’s right. People always say that pain is less painful than it is, but why does it last long and long?
“Hello? “It’s loud in the woods, it seems to be in a crowded place.
“Linlin, are you busy? If you’re busy, you can give me back later. I’m sorry.
“No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.” “Chou has a magazine to film today, and I’m here to watch them play. I’m sorry.
“Oh, I see you called me several times yesterday. My phone broke, so I didn’t get it. I’m sorry.
“Yes, Chu. Brother Chow waited for you last night for more than 12 o’clock, so your phone is broken. “Wait a minute. I’m sorry.
“Wait for me?”
“Yeah. I told Brother Zhou I met you yesterday at the mall. Brother Zhou made me order a restaurant, and he felt a little happy at work, and then after that he went to the restaurant, you didn’t pick up when he called you at night, and he sat there until midnight. I couldn’t get him out of here without a delay. I’m sorry.
“Tru, I don’t know what happened between you. If you don’t mind because of what happened last time. Liang Hao did go to Zhou junior high school, but there was little contact with her after all these years, after which she volunteered to find Zhou and did nothing but introduce her two directors. I know that they did meet that night because of work, and I was in the fucking room, and I got hit by a dog like a dog. I’m sorry.
“Hello, Tru? Are you there?”
“Hearing. * I follow the Zebra line through the crossroads *
I don’t know.
Zhou is really busy. There’s a lot of people out there who want to talk to Brother Zhou.
I’ve seen a lot of it all these years. Brother Zhou, I think I’m clear. It’s a show of professionalism. It’s a show of opposite sex. Chu Chu, I can see how you and Zhou got here. He also stayed awake on the plane last night, and I gave him a break, and he looked out the dark window. I got off the plane and came straight over. I shot five sets in the morning. There’s a couple more in the afternoon. We’ll change over there. I’m sorry.
“I don’t know what’s going on between you, as if it was wrong to come from that joyful thing. Brother Zhou is a bit cold and emotional, but he hasn’t been very emotional for a while. You don’t sleep while you rest. You sit there alone and you don’t know what you’re thinking. I’m in a hurry. I don’t worry about him at work. I’m afraid he’s bored. I’m sorry.
“Ahhh! I’m coming, I’m going to be busy, and if you have a chance, I’ll ask you. I think he’s listening. I can’t ask for anything. I’m sorry.
“Here we go! Chu Chu, I gotta go. I’m sorry.
I was “um,” and the phone was hung up.
It was only when he looked up that he came to the mall unconsciously, without any sign of yesterday ‘ s activity, that he had only a few weeks at the door of the shop, where many young girls were taking photographs.
I went in and bought an updated watch, and there were many brands in the week, and I bought them. But it’s still the watch, and there’s an empty cabinet in the north.
I ate a little bit downstairs. I didn’t know why I wanted to hang out more.
I walked around the second floor, saw the cinema above the sign, went in to find a small hall and chose a film that was staged in the week.
The screen’s blue-lighted all over the bag, just me.
This film is an absolute character in the depths of the week, 120 minutes of his time on the show, about 90 minutes, but I can still silence every line of his words and reflect his next look in advance.
This film leaves a suspense of his ending, as if he were dead, but I believed in him when I first saw it. Even a lot of end-of-life analysis posts are available online.
I started skimming on the screen, and I dropped my elbows on my forehead and sorted things out of the cinema.
There was no snow tonight, but there was always a wet feeling around it, and a street light on the sidewalk was on.
I found that I like walking, that one person, who doesn’t think about anything, walks on the road, looks at the landscape, looks around, looks at life, has a great sense of relaxation.
In the middle of the day, there’s a little rain in the sky.
When I ran to the entrance to the district, the other side of the hair was still wet.
I took out the key card in the bag and just opened the door.
“True. I’m sorry.
I was called after me, the voice I just heard in the cinema in the afternoon, and I wondered if I was dreaming and not awakening.
I can’t help but look back. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen him.
Even though it is dark, there are still people moving around. I’m afraid he’ll get caught and cover him up in two steps.
“Chou, deep, how you… here. “He only wears a black sports jacket, and his face is completely exposed in this cold weather.
He looked down at me and saw something I couldn’t understand.
“The job just passed by, just to see. I’m sorry.
“Is your car around? Or… if you’d like, come to my house. * The rain seems to have stopped and there’s a light white snowflake. *
I’ll get him a clean towel and I’ll go to the kitchen and cook the ginger.
I waited in the kitchen for water, the house remained as quiet as ever, and I even began to wonder whether it was my own imagination that I met him in front of the neighborhood.
It was only when a glass of water was pouring out that he fell asleep on the couch at the end of the week, with his hands snuggle around his forehead, lashes under his eyes and covered in his beautiful eyes.
I raised the air conditioner two degrees and went to the bedroom to find a blanket to cover him.
I don’t know if he’s had dinner, but he seems a little thinner.
I remember when I was with him for two years, and I’ve been working on a variety of nutrient recipes with a good mind, but the best time is just a little bit of a cheek, and it looks like he was a little cute when he was a kid. His body has not changed much, and this may be the only thing he cannot control in acting, and he cannot increase or reduce weight at will like others.
One time I asked Dr. Song, he said that “not eating long” could be a physical condition, that the stomach could not absorb food and that it was not digestive.
I’m a little worried.
I went into the kitchen to make dinner, and I lied to myself and told myself I didn’t have dinner. Cover the kitchen door and, in the words of the forest, it should have been at least two days since the week.
Picked a good digestive cucumber radish, stewed the bouquet soup, and cooked the soft red bean congee next to the pot.
When the meal was cooked, I put a bench in the kitchen and sat on a tablet and watched a foreign language course.
The light felt a change in the light by the foot, and I took off the earpiece and saw the depth of the week when the door was pushed in.
I don’t know if it’s a little hot in the living room and he’s got a little red on his face.
“I just saw you fall asleep in the living room and I didn’t call you…”
He nodded his head, his hair was a bit messy and did not seem to fit his usual cold look.
He leaned softly on the left cupboard, quiet and quiet.
I adjusted the stew fire and looked at him, “Have you eaten? Or we’ll just eat here. I’m sorry.
Well, his pupils are dark, and they keep looking at me, and I’m a little uncomfortable.
I think of Lin Lin’s advice that he was a man of little words, and I always felt that he had a strong inner world, wide and wide open to others, but I was worried about him.
♪ In the week… ♪
“Hmm. “The zipper of the sweatsuit coat may have been pulled off by him just a moment ago, showing his pretty neck, and he’s listening to me very carefully.
“Can I ask you something? I’m sorry.
He slowly nodded his head, “Yes. I’m sorry.
“It’s just that I made a phone call with Lin Lin today, and he said you weren’t doing well. I’m sorry.
I felt like his eyes were getting dark and deep, “No. Just for some things, some senses. I’m sorry.
The fragrance of the broth floats into every corner of the room, and I turn off the fire and I’m going to put it in the next bowl.
I washed my hands at the end of the week and gently picked up what was in my hand. * He’s close to me, he’s still a very light smell I know, and he’s very white, and he can see a light blue under his eyes. *
I’ll move next to dinner.
On the table, we sat face-to-face, with the sound of a soft bowl of chopsticks, and I filled him with a bowl of soup to warm his stomach, and he was staring at the bowl for half a day.
“Is there a problem?”
“No,” he quickly returned to his mind, with soup bowls, long fingers wrapped in white china bowls, and in the light, it seemed that the bones were bright.
“Tru, have you had a good time here? I’m sorry.
I thought, “Well, I’m not happy, I’m not unhappy. I’m fine. I’m sorry.
His brow moved a little, “I’m fine, too. You’re here alone, take care of yourself. I’m sorry.
“I will, you too. Does your stomach still hurt? I’m sorry.
He smiled a little, and his mouth swung and his head was shaking. Psst. Fingers to the glass wall, stomping the liquid inside.
“You’re sick. Why didn’t you tell me? I’m sorry.
“It’s just a small problem. You’re so busy you don’t want to bother you. I’m sorry.
He looked at me and said, “Don’t bother, I can talk to you about anything. I’m going to slow down my workload. I’m sorry.
“Are you too tired? I’m sorry.
“There’s one reason for this, and it’s just that he’s trying to work slow, and he’s holding up his elbow, holding on to his forehead, and “Sometimes he feels particularly weak, which is not what I meant. I’m sorry.
I’ve always believed him in his plans and his plans, laughing at him, “What you do, I support you.” I’m sorry.
That night, I left in the middle of the week, and I couldn’t stand it. I’m sorry.
He had a mask that I had just taken to him, and I could only look back with a black eye. “Hmm. I’m sorry.
“You better take care of yourself, don’t get tired, rest. I’m sorry.
He nodded, “Okay, so are you. Don’t get sick again. I’m sorry.
It’s faster after Christmas, and the final exam week is busy.
The exchange student examination week is a little in advance of the student examination week at this school, and only at the beginning of January. Then I went to a nearby high school with my classmates to do a two-week internship in elementary school.
After last time I met at the end of the week, I suddenly thought of something.
And while I avoid all that I can, it is only a sign of my flight, and the more I avoid it, the more I care, and the more counterproductive.
I’m looking inside myself.
My dad was still a dragon.
Late in January, the group’s end-of-year celebration, and my dad asked me to come over and pick me up.
Sister Zhang took me from the special passage to the lobby, where the lobby was located on the first floor of the company’s headquarters building.
My dad asked me once if he wanted to get into the company, he could pave my way in advance.
I’ve been thinking about it for a long time, and I feel that I’m not very well suited to the business world, and I don’t have the same personal vision and determination and the courage to throw a big hand at it.
In order to follow up on the better development of our group, I advised my father to find a professional agent or develop a company cadre.
So it’s kind of strange for me.
When I was a kid, my dad used to put me in the company on my weekends and give me a place to do my homework. But as I got into high school, the bigger the company, the less I came.
But I’m going to attend every year’s end-of-year celebrations, as an ordinary audience, to witness our company’s past and future.
Hold on tight, my dad’s late and a bunch of people shake his hand. He then went up, several major shareholders published an annual summary, the heads of the branches presented their statements and perspectives, and some specially invited owners came and the company was invited to sing on stage as a red-flowing student.
The end of all the projects is the draw. I’m in the corner getting back to one of the junior high school girls I used to practice.
My father is in an open little compartment on the left side of the hall, opposite which is a couple of men in suits.
Look at me, my dad says, “Tru, come here. I’m sorry.
He pulled me around and introduced me to a couple of people across the street. It’s supposed to be the centerpiece of my dad’s introduction, and I’m a little overwhelmed that my dad and Lin are always blowing each other’s kids.
“Tru, your brother Lin has just returned home, he doesn’t know his place, so take him around our company. “My dad really, really can’t be more obvious.
I think the radiance of his smile was calculated, with a little less enthusiasm.
I took him out of the hall, a little further away, and the one-hand button of the suit was removed from the side of the forest, and the silver glasses were removed and placed in the pocket at will, and the buttons of the sleeve were spun over the elbow. It’s not like the one I just saw who couldn’t pick a wrong spot. I was a little shocked by his series of operations.
He looked me in the eye, picked out the bulge, “Look what, never seen, suffocated me. If it wasn’t for the old man, I’d be skiing in the snowhills or racing in the wild, and I’d have to drink a drink if I didn’t. I’m sorry.
“Well, do you have any place to smoke? I’m sorry.
I was quiet for two seconds and I took him to the outside balcony, which was usually very rare. But I know that Zhang is not far behind me.
I thought I’d tell him to go back to the lobby.
He spoke before me, “Thank you for saving me tonight. I’m sorry.
“You see what they’re trying to do. I can’t agree with a blind date like a business union. Don’t give me a hard time because I’m too handsome. I’m sorry.
I think this guy’s funny, he’s laughing, he’s looking at the city at night, “I have someone I like, I love, I love, I don’t think I’m gonna have to take you seriously, so don’t worry. I’m sorry.
“That’s good. Hey, what do you like about him? I can’t leave now anyway. Tell me. I’m sorry.
I’m confused about looking at him, “Are you interested in this? I’m sorry.
“No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. I’m sorry.
I have no reason to talk about my sails in such a familiar forest, and we may only see each other once tonight and not again.
I gave him a brief account of what was going on between me and Zhou, with the key names and occupations hidden.
He’s finished, “Hey, wait a minute. You broke up? I’m sorry.
“Yes, I did. It’s because of special external reasons. I’m sorry.
He snapped off his hand and suddenly remembered something, and he said, “Do you mind if I smoke? I’m sorry.
I shake my head, “Not at all. I’m sorry.
He didn’t take any more cigarettes. He kept asking me, “From my point of view, I think this is your object.”
I had to interrupt him. “He’s no longer my object…”
He’s stuck, “Okay, I think you’re supposed to like your ex. From a man’s point of view, it’s me, for example, who gave me a gift to fall in love with a girl I don’t like to know, I’m sure I won’t say yes, freedom is valuable, love is more expensive. Who’s going to take his feelings as a trade item, and you said he’s been good to you. Men are self-respecting. You’ve seen your family well. You weren’t in equal position when you talked about it. You also said he was busy. You don’t think so, but he’s different. Didn’t you say he’s a great success now? I’m sorry.
“He’s been great. I’m sorry.
He’s like, “Oh, he’s like, “Oh, you know what I mean? You. She’s fine. She likes a man so much, she knows the truth and let go. You like your ex so much that he’s supposed to be a good man, so hold on. Anyway, even if I’m wrong, ask him, ask him and let him go. I’d rather tear down ten temples than destroy one… I’m sorry.
“Tru,” was called after me, the sound of cold stone.
I went back and forth at the same time, standing deep at the entrance of the balcony during the week, a little pale between the shadows, a little wrinkled in my eyebrow, “The Week is Deep?” I’m sorry.
He’s two steps forward, “Hmm. “Only one person, Lin Lin and his assistant are not around. I didn’t expect him to be here this year.
And We introduced them to one another, and the forest set its sails upon me and blinked at me, and then smiled, and waved out.
“What’s wrong with you, doesn’t look good. Where’s Lynn and them?”
He went to my side, leaned against the rail like me, “I’m fine. Lin Lin’s getting paid over there. I’m sorry.
I noticed that his shoulder was a little strangling, and it was like he was holding on to pain, and he used to look at him and he was always standing up.
“But I don’t think you’re good. I’m sorry.
He laughed, “I’m really fine. Don’t worry. I’m sorry.
“Was it cold? When did you get back? He asked again.
“On vacation, back a week ago. I’m sorry.
He seems to have a flash of water on his forehead. I took out his phone. “Let me call Lin Lin. Do you have any medicine on you? I’m sorry.
He held my hand gently. “Just took painkillers.
It’s gonna be okay. Talk to me. I’m sorry.
I’m nodding my head, “Why do you always have stomach pains and you didn’t go to the hospital and check it out?” I’m sorry.
“A chronic pathology, which can only be adjusted slowly until a certain degree of surgery. I’m sorry.
I looked at him, and the night blew up his soft black hair, and you had to tell me when you had the surgery, even if we were friends. I’m sorry.
He’s over his head, and I’m looking at him for two seconds, and he says, “Okay. I’m sorry.
“You’re about to graduate, and you’re wondering if you’re in direct employment or if you’re going to study.” I’m sorry.
“I might want to go on for two years, and there’s a professor in the compound who might recommend me to a university abroad or in the South. I’m not sure exactly where to go. Speaking of which, I asked Zhou, “Can you wait for me? I’m sorry.
I got Zhang sister to take me to get a glass of water and bring it to the end of the week.
Like last time at the apartment, he looked at the open water in his hands, “Chou’s Deep.” I’m sorry.
“Well,” he said, “Thank you. I’m sorry.
He shakes the paper cup and takes it back, “Well, think about it and tell me, okay?”
I nod my head, “Okay. I’m sorry.
I don’t know if it’s my fault, but I feel like I’ve been talking to him since Chow broke up.
When we used to be lovers, most of the time I was talking to him, he was attached, not too emotional. I’m not cold-faced and I’m not laughing.
I don’t know.
The good news of this period is that Wen Chou will soon be returning home and that, in the second year, they moved abroad because of their parents ‘ work relationship. But every year they go back to the country to visit their family and friends, and I come to pick her up every time.
For all these years, we have been in contact, not very often, but very deeply, a man I can unconditionally trust.
I was standing in the lobby of the airport waiting for her flight, standing next to a very beautiful girl, very young, holding a little girl in my hand and spitting little bubbles on her shoulder.
I talked to her and started teasing little girls.
A man came and surprised the little girl sneeze.
The shadows hold me, “Chen Chu-chul, hey, long time no see, let me hold one.” I’m sorry.
I smiled and held on to the warmth, “I miss you too. I’m sorry.
Warm hair is shorter than the last video, and shoulder-to-shoulder hair is black and smooth. I looked at her, and she looked at me, and we laughed.
In the afternoon, the warm and dynamic, long-distance aircraft came down without rest and dragged me around the city.
She and I were the first to know what was going on at the end of the week, and she liked someone and couldn’t help but share that drop with others, so that she could get twice as much joy and shock.
She found a hot spring at the resort outside the city at night, as she knew when I broke up with Zhou, when she said, “Bye bye-bye, the next better.” I’m sorry.
And now, we’re all together, and she says to me, “No matter what, I’m always behind you. I’m sorry.
The next morning at 10:00, we sat around the yard watching the snow.
The phone rings, it’s Lin.
My heart’s a little confused, “Limlin. I’m sorry.
“Tru,” he seems to be in a place where the wind blows a little bit. “I thought about it. You care so much about Brother Zhou, you have to talk to him. I’m sorry.
My heart’s empty, I can’t stand up, “What’s… deep down. I’m sorry.
“Chou was hospitalized yesterday afternoon and suddenly suffered from stomach pains when he went to an event in the backstage, even though he was bleeding in the bathroom. He was brought to the hospital for surgery, came out early in the morning and was in a coma. I’m sorry.
“Put blood”? His stomach is so bad.
“What hospital?”
Wynth stood up with me, went inside and took the keys and said he’d give them to me.
I’ll wipe my tears and hold her, “Thank you. I’m sorry.
Snowsliding, mountains can’t go fast.
It’s almost 2:00 p.m. at the hospital, and we’re heading straight to the ward.
Lin Lin waits outside the room, the phone stops, sees us coming, takes us to the hallway.
“Chou is still watching, and the doctor says he can move to the usual ward at night. I’m sorry.
“He’s not awake yet?” I feel sore.
“At the time of the surgery, some sedatives were administered, and it was possible to sleep. I just asked the attending a few times and said it was normal. I’m sorry.
I still don’t know. I went to the doctor again.
“You’re a patient’s family? I’m sorry.
I shake my head, “Friends, familiar friends. Doctor, how is he?”
The doctor pushed the glasses and turned over the paper in front of him, “Your friend’s stomach ulcer, who could be treated early on with medication, was too late, had too much damage to the intestinal wall, and had a haemorrhage caused by the erosion of the surrounding veins. I’m sorry.
“Anything to notice after that? I’m sorry.
“Don’t touch the wine, don’t eat the spicy, relax, just keep it. But remember not to delay. I’m sorry.
I nodded to the doctor and Lin called me outside the door, “Chu Chu Zhou is awake.” I’m sorry.
By the time I got there, I had been sent to the general ward, the single suite.
I went to the bed to look at him, and he looked tired and looked at me with his eyes blinking.
My tears fell again, soaking in soft cotton, “Are you in pain? I’m sorry.
He seemed a little twitchy, finally focusing. Rip the horns, break the cracks in the middle.
“You sleep again, don’t talk, I’m right here. I’m sorry.
He seemed to have even heavy eyelashes. After hearing the words, the eyelashes blinked slowly, and covered his beautiful eyes.
I brought warm water to dry dry my lips with cotton and covered the pipes with my hands in order to warm the fluid that was thrown into his body.
I asked Lin to see if the hospital was exposed.
He shook his head and said, “We handled it well. We drove to the hospital ourselves. Poor Brother Zhou took a long time. He came to the hospital directly from the second floor, and Zhou was in the lounge at the time of the accident, only me and Wang knew. A very small number of people on the Internet have taken pictures of them. They’re just fragments. They’ve been processed. There’s an excuse for work. I’m sorry.
I nod my head, “That’s good. I’m sorry.
The second time I woke up in the middle of the week was at 8 p.m., and I just finished the meal I brought for her to go back to the hotel.
When I look back, I look down, and I look down, and I say, “Do you have any special pains? I’m sorry.
It seemed like he was working on his head, and he slowly turned on his lips and said, “No pain. “It’s very dumb.”
I’ve never seen him like this before, and I want to cry again.
“What’s wrong with you?” I’m sorry.
“None. “It’s good to wake up and see you.” He said it was slow.
I’m going through the box and I’m going to look for cotton, “Don’t cry, I really don’t hurt. I’m sorry.
She was hospitalized for two weeks and spent the New Year in hospital.
On New Year’s Day, my dad and some relatives spent their New Year’s dinners at the hotel, packed a little light vegetable congee and dumplings and drove to the hospital.
Pushing the door of the ward, I looked in the eye at once and on Sunday, and he was sitting in his bed hair and he saw me laughing again.
I found that he laughed particularly often during his stay in the hospital, all softly and softly, with a small pear vortex.
I put the food in his hand.
“Thousands, although it is New Year’s, you can still eat it. I’m sorry.
He ate everything he looked for, had spring festivals on the other side of the television screen, had low-pitched voices, and had a familiar noise.
The bed was covered with a small viewing plum and the smell was full of the room.
“Tru, thank you. I’m sorry.
I shook my head and laughed. What’s the big deal?
“Tru, it’s good to meet you. I’m sorry.
“I’m sorry I hurt you before, and I regret it. I’m sorry.
“When I was a child, I didn’t believe in the so-called love between people, and you showed me a sudden gesture of kindness and tenderness, and I just wanted to run away, and I felt illusory; but you were so good that you stayed with me long before I noticed. You should have known why I first fell in love with you. The Shadow was good, but I was desperate for independence, and I didn’t even know why. I had a dream the night you broke up with me, that you were married to someone, that you were happy and that you were sweet, that I should have wished for you, that I could only remember from the point of view of a bystander, that my heart was sore that I woke up. I’m sorry.
My tears are coming down again, so annoying.
“Tru, don’t cry. I didn’t mean to make you cry. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
That night, it was the first time I heard so much about Week. He said he was the first to see me play with him like those who were attracted to him; he said he was actually trying to break his contract with the company; he said he was always deceiving himself and he was still conceiving himself to get out of the shadows; he said he was grateful to my father for giving him the best of fairness and openness and making all the gossip around him disappear.
I graduated from the fourth year, and at the strong request of Wyngam, I chose to study abroad, and Wyngam was in a school and was a classmate.
At that time, deep-seated domestic work had been gradually reduced, and their companies had invested much of their resources in the training of new recruits.
In October, we met at a coffee shop around the school.
I thought my eyes were dazzling and rubbing, and I laughed when I saw Week.
In the week, a well-known school in art, deep next to me, studied graduate studies, directors.
He said that he had been in school so late because many of the work ended up half a year or a quarter before it was delayed.
I said how you suddenly remembered to study or to be a director.
He said that he had a long-term plan, that the more the scenes were filmed, the more the role was performed, the more the awareness was realized, and that only the one who managed to make every role real could do it.
In July of that year, my birthday, I had a party abroad on Sunday, and only the closest people were invited, and he was wearing a fine white shirt, laughing at me in the sun.
Two years later, he had learned to return to his country, without rushing to prove that he was going to make a big movie, but had first gone to college and theatre to make a play, which he said he had never seen before.
A lot of fans called for him to make a quick film and the studio replied, “Come back soon! I’m sorry.
One more year later, we finally got back to the film industry in the country as directors.
A lot of the media are asking him if he’s going to play a role, and he says, “I think I’m doing a role in another way, but I will if I have the chance. I’m sorry.
The news is that there’s a lot on the Internet, and some fans are crying for their support, waiting for his new identity; some of them are yelling at him not to waste their advantage…
And at that time, Zhou and I were discussing how to set up our new home. The sun was pouring into the room through a huge balcony, and there was a quiet surrounding it, and we had a little wood dog, who came up with his tail and leaned on the deep foot of the week, with a film on the projector, and I was crying in my arms.
Only this time, the man who played the master slightly kissed me, and I never thought of anything else.
[Original: English]
The week is long gone.
The snow in the north never stops. I’m standing by the window smoking.
It’s like working many hours in a row, and the brain’s crazy about getting tired and closing its eyes without sleeping.
On the other hand, one night, a man smoked half a pack of cigarettes in a dark hotel, took a bath and changed his clothes.
It came down at 6 a.m. and snowed here, but it was small and thin.
I don’t know why I’m here and where I’m going. As soon as snow stomped into water, I walked in the streets of the city with no purpose.
The cell phone vibrates in the bag and looks at it. It’s Lin Lin. It’s supposed to be no work today. I’m thinking hard.
In the evening, I was in front of a building, where the last remaining part of the red sun covered.
I saw that guy.
She was wearing a thick pink velvet, and she was very serious about what she painted with her finger in a black car on the side of the road.
Soon a young man came out of the building, tall, I couldn’t see his face, and the man came to her and pulled down her hand, still writing paintings.
“What are you drawing? So early after class? * And so far away, I heard their conversation clearly *
When she smiled, the sun around the fire seemed colourless, and she used to smile when she saw me, and showed me a winehole on her cheeks, and her eyes bended, like a lake full of beibo. The difference is that at that time she always had a little bit of care in her smile, and she was very restrained. Despite all this, her joy has always spilled over me.
My heart’s just freaking out.
Their conversation was very unconscionable, and for a little while, I had to think about what they were saying.
“I don’t like coffee. It’s bad to sit there and stare at people. I’m sorry.
“I’ll take the shop down, you’re the boss, and you can come to me and wait for me there and sit as you like. I’m sorry.
“Don’t. Don’t waste your money. I’ll meet you at your office later. I’ll have a hotpot at night.”
The sound is moving away, and it’s becoming less and less clear, and the shadows are not dark.
Headaches and heart beats are starting to get messy, as if I had no strength on my body, and I was bending over to hold myself, and I felt like I was going to stand up.
I woke up in a dream, and my feeling of disheartening still existed, and I reached out and touched the water stain on my forehead.
There was a shallow fragrance in my ear, and I saw her sleeping on my side, and the moonlight spilled over her face through the window, and her face was white and white, like a china. It seemed like she felt my motion in her sleep, her eyelashes moved, looked for my place, leaned her head in my neck. Finally settle down.
And We struck her on the back, and the other hand turned her ear in pieces.
Watch her quietly.
In the middle of the night, there was no dream, and the sun was high and she looked down and she smiled at me.
She’s a quiet face, and sitting there in peace is a flower.
The first time I saw her, her eyes were dark and bright, and I ran over. You’ve got a color on your face and you’ve got to watch your mouth.
I’m tired of being pushed behind me, and I’m being looked at by people next to me. I can’t figure it out. She’s still so small, she’s floating in it.
Since then, many people have said that I have been seen by Chen’s daughter, that countless sights have fallen on me from the corner, that envy, ridicule, hatred, envy, contempt, and that all efforts and insistence have been overshadowed by a line of “relationships” that I would not have listened to, but that young men, in addition to their blood, have pride and displeasure.
I don’t want to see her.
The merchants went to great lengths, and Chen Chuchu ‘ s father was a businessman and a capitalist. He was also a father, and I thank him for giving me ample space to be fair and impartial in the midst of rumours about his preference for his daughter.
And when he took it to me, I didn’t see it in white and black, and there was only one eye in my head, one smile, and when he smiled, his lips were raised, his ears were red and my ears were turned down.
It was the first time that I saw him in private, and he seemed to want to get strong, without saying a few words, and he began to speak up as a father. I listened in peace and suddenly thought of what I would do to my daughter.
I’ve never even thought about getting married and having kids in 20 years, but now I want a daughter in front of her father’s honest tone.
I should have simply rejected the document, which, in fact, put me at the end of the balance as my own.
But I signed it, ink in the paper, and it’s settled.
I began to justify myself by saying that he was too sincere to ignore the heart of a father; everything in the contract was to me, and I could be independent as soon as possible.
Independence, I am so anxiously independent.
I don’t know.
I don’t know why I’m in such a hurry to work all year without giving myself a vacation, but I don’t even feel tired, and I’d like to say something when I look at her a lot.
But there’s only one way out, “It’s okay, I’m fine. I’m sorry.
I think faster. Faster.
That day she broke up, and I knew clearly what was going on, and it broke in my body, and it blew me up.
I remember that time when I was so busy that a lot of work was strangling time and putting the woods together. I’d like to spend a few more days with her when I get back, in June and July, a good view of the year, and even a place to rest. She used to take care of me and I wanted to take care of her.
I don’t know when to stay next to her and listen to her whispering makes me feel comfortable and happy.
Seeing the news online, my first reaction was her.
Her voice was low, she was crying, and I wanted to live with her in the future, and I wanted her to wait for me for two days, but the girl across the phone was so tired.
We were wrong at the beginning, and there seems to be nothing wrong with that conclusion.
After that, I often felt like I had no direction, and I became independent, which was not the first thing I wanted. But why does it feel like it’s always empty, and it’s blowing cold wind.
See her again, downstairs in her apartment.
She came from afar with a slight hand covering her head and was wet.
She turned her head and looked at me like a frightful deer in the woods.
I should be glad she didn’t run away from me.
I wasn’t sleepy for two days, I was with her, I smelled familiar warm and warm, I looked at the shadow, and the whole person relaxed and fell asleep.
The warm wind and the smell of food in my dreams, and I didn’t want to wake up and flash my thoughts, and you and her are over and awakening.
I don’t want to lose her.
Mr. Song He’s gone
My mom called me again, and the subject went on and I went to a blind date, or I took my girlfriend home.
I’m laughing inside, 25 years old, old?
It’s like I’m never gonna smell it.
Our family is a traditional medical family, my father is the director of a private hospital and my mother is a professor at a university in the capital.
My life seems to be smooth, and there is no choice.
White is a symbol of purity and cleanness for many, and for me it is endless depression and depression.
From an early age, my parents and my family brought a lot of things to my attention to make me choose, to seem as if I have given unlimited indulgence to love, and that is the right choice to be made.
Hang up the phone. A nurse handed me the case, and there was a slight fragrance between the movements.
Is it the season of twilight? I look out the window in the light.
When I first met her, it was the smell of the bouquet, the first time I had given a new meaning to white.
That was a long time ago.
But I can remember the aroma in the air that day, the lack of power to breathe through the breezes that carry the heat, and the sound of Long’s reading near the building.
That morning, my mother again didn’t tell me to sign up for a contest.
From childhood to age, the “interest class” is not related to my interest, but rather to what she thinks I need; the various extracurricular classes are delivered directly to me; even sport is in her eyes as appropriate and inappropriate; and my ear is not “you like” but “you like” as you want.
I feel like I’m a tool without feelings in their eyes.
I feel like I can’t breathe, and an invisible big net is holding me down.
For the first time in my life, I skip class at 2:00 p.m., the hottest day of the day.
The rubber floor of the basketball court was tanned on the side, and it smelled sticky, one, one ball, one quiet, with only the left ball hitting the sound of the “boom-boom” on the floor, sweating on the hands and getting drenched, and the ball flew uncontrollably towards the bush over there.
I heard a little whirlwind, and I was afraid I’d hit someone.
It is surrounded by a few giant plumes, with leaves covering the sky, which bring a cold under the tree and the wind seems to be rising and the smell of far-off plumes.
A girl is reading under a tree and the ball is still at her feet.
I heard something. Turn around and look at me. “Student, is it your ball? I’m sorry.
The school’s summer uniforms were still the same for both men and women, and the upper half-sleeved and lower-sleeved black sweatpants, which were placed on her with an impeccable thong.
The wind passed through me, brought coolness and blew her hair in front of her forehead.
I’m sweaty, and I don’t have a very good look, and I feel it in her silent eyes for the first time.
I bend over to pick up basketball and don’t dare lean too close to her.
“Thank you.” I’m sorry.
Turning around and looking back at her before she left, she had already projected her eyes on the pages in her hands, as if they were separate from them.
The color of the school uniform is different. She’s wearing a blue school uniform, which should be a sophomore, like me. I wonder if I’ve never seen her in the year before.
Coming out of the basketball court in a hurry, the frustrations of the mind disappeared, and it was replaced by a sense of expediency and excitement and expectation.
Excited.
Looks forward to seeing her next time better.
This expectation rises rapidly at every class group activity.
My eyes are low and my glasses are only used once in a while when I sit in the last row of the classroom and I cannot read the books written by my teacher.
“Why are you going out with your glasses?” I’m sorry.
I said, “I can’t see. I’m sorry.
He said, “I can’t see anything.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t respond.
However, full expectations have given rise to disappointment.
I haven’t seen her since midday, either in daily inter-curricular exercises, art festivals in schools, other classes in the middle of boredom, or any other place where there might be another class.
Whether that day’s thing was a dream, I asked myself.
Downfall spreads in my heart every day.
It’s been a long time, a long time.
One morning, a bicycle was pushed into the school door, looking forward, and a quiet reflection was shown in the curtains.
My instincts told me that it was her. I wanted to follow her to see which class she was in.
The shoulder was tied up. “Is Song here so early? I’m sorry.
I look forward, but I don’t see her again, and an incomprehensible anger strikes me.
I remember that day, when I came to school, I started stepping on the door of the school every day, and fortunately I saw the back of the car coming down from the door.
She always seemed to be alone, with light school bags, hair in the back of her head and radiant glow.
For some reason, I was afraid to recognize her, and I could only walk this distance from the school door to the school building with her footprint on her back.
I finally found out the names of her classes, which I saw on one of her grades.
The top 10 on the school list will post pictures.
One day I turned my head unconscious, and the new list was pasted, and the person on the right was her.
The one inch of the photo was amplified, with a blue background, her mouth nuanced, her eyes were dark and bright, and the five officials were very purified, but they carried a temperament.
My eyes haven’t moved in a long time.
Look down and finally see her name.
Senior class 18, Chen Chu.
Class 18, last science focus.
Chu Chu, it suits her name.
There’s someone passing around, I’m conditioned to reflect.
This morning was full of surprises, with her head down a little bit, with her hair on a tiny ear, and quietly up the stairs next to her, and the line of view did not drift this way.
“Senior 18, Chen Chu. “It is a thing in the hearts of the young, hidden in deep, but strong hearts.
Time sneaks away in the shadows, and the third year of life becomes more unipolar.
But every time I met her, I was happy for many days, and I never knew that I would have the pleasure and joy of being so simple and unresponsive.
I had my first fight with my parents at the end of the senior exam.
My professional school has been arranged by them, and I don’t want to.
I asked my friends to hear about Chu’s school, and she did well. She was a hard-working little girl with thin hair, and she was worth it.
For the first time, there was no compromise with the parents, two days at home, and in the end they gave in, and I could go to that comprehensive university, provided that I had to study medicine.
University life is not always known among students in the same class, especially in the western and easternmost parts of the medical and educational faculties.
I tried to find a good chance to meet her after college, but I hardly even saw her.
I spent the whole night looking at all kinds of “alumni” in school and “selection groups” without her name.
I’m lost, and I’m starting to like to wander around school in the afternoons without classes, or to run on the playground, to meet her, to expect that the next classroom next door is in the education school, and I’m even going to check if there’s any information on her…
But nothing.
The idea of “slapping to a sweet date” also seems to be true to me.
College life is really boring to me, and I started the compulsory course and went to the annex hospital with my seniors.
That afternoon, the senior said to take me to the emergency.
The nurses are all more anxious than the others.
A bed was pushed from next to me, with a thin, clean hand on the side of the bed, and it looked like my breath stopped.
I asked the nurse who pushed the cart: “What’s wrong with this patient?” I’m sorry.
“Abdominal abdominal stun, delivered to the operating room, prima facie appendix. I’m sorry.
I followed them all the way to the door of the operating room and found that the attending was one of my physicians, and I asked him if I could study with him.
He should be impressed with me. Let me change.
For the first time in my life, I felt panic.
Look at her lying on the operating table, stunned, white on her lips and sweat on her forehead.
If only I could be so close to her, I would prefer not to.
After that, we seem to have the right excuse.
As I thought, she was a quiet and gentle man, and I went to the teacher with this patient and I couldn’t help but ask her to pay more attention.
Every time she saw me, she smiled, and I didn’t want her to be so rusty, but she didn’t seem to say anything else to me.
Despite that, I can still feel her feelings. One night I looked in the room and I saw her with her head down and my finger on my side.
I’d like to ask her, Chu Chu, what happened to you?
But I have no position.
I didn’t want to go to the UPE project, but I wanted to delay it for another year until I saw their college announcement on the campus, and she did a quiz.
I always brushed their college, and I was happy to see her name from time to time.
When I got to the south, I started to get to know her, and she looked at her gentleness, but I felt her borders were strong, and I was careful to be with her as a friend.
But she kept avoiding me, either way.
The snow came out of the laboratory, and snow was unusual in the south, so small and small in the air it turned into a little water vapour, so don’t be gentle.
I suddenly wanted to see her.
I went to her extracurricular training course, and I looked forward to it, if not wrong, because she had a course today.
I saw her standing across the street laughing, and my heart was sore, and it was like I was in a honey can.
Her cousin’s birthday was always a red bag for her to buy herself something she liked, and two months before she was of age.
But I wanted to stay with her for a while, and I had to find such a bad excuse.
I saw the necklace with little snowflakes, and I couldn’t believe it.
But she won’t accept it. I don’t want to embarrass her, I have to.
When I met someone, I felt her tension and low, and I hadn’t seen her for a long time.
I’m about to feel something.
I don’t know.
She said goodbye to me a few days before she left the country.
I was wondering if I should tell her about my feelings and the answer was no.
She’s smart, she definitely feels, but she doesn’t.
All she has brought me in these years is movement, joy and thoughts. This is my memory and affection, and she has a loved one, and I wish her happiness.
The following year, she was seen with pictures uploaded in her circle of friends, two people smiling brightly in the sun, with stars shining in her eyes, with sourness in my heart and with sincere wishes for her.
I think I’m gonna start putting her down, but the memories with the fragrances, the memories that belong to me alone, the memories that accompany me through my childhood, I want to stay in my head.
I don’t know.
The nurse calls me “Dr. Song”? I’m sorry.
There were planes flying through the window, and behind them were clouds, and I looked back and began to look at the information in my hands.
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
