“Men pass 30 is worthless. I’m sorry.
“The most important thing for men is to have children!” I’m sorry.
I started talking nonsense in order to resist a blind date.
Boys across the street took their masks off and smiled, and it was true that my high school had been in love with a male god for three years.
“I hear you earn more than 20,000 a month? Who can make 20 grand for a decent woman? I’m sorry.
The blind man with the big, fat ear squeezed his green bean eyes out of his eyes and took me up and down.
“As you look pretty, I don’t care about the past. I’m sorry.
“When you’re married, take good care of me and be good to my parents. I’m sorry.
“I’m paid more than 4000, but I’m prepared for it! I’m sorry.
“One set, minimum 10 million! I’m sorry.
And I sighed, and my hands leaned back to my chest, and I dipped my body into a soft pillow.
Why on earth would I promise Mrs. Liu’s marriage?
Phoenix, Ma Po, Squirty, and the man with the letter.
It’s evil!
The blind man continues to look at me in an indecent manner, and his eyes are glitter and disgusting.
“You went to college, too. You’re not going to have to pay for this. I’m sorry.
I’ve been sitting there for 10 minutes, and I’ve been listening to this fat guy putting 10 minutes of shit on the other side.
I thought of Ms. Liu, my mother’s crying and hanging, and my head started to hurt again.
I was groaning, and I was just about to find a reason to get out of here, and I came in front of a short, skinny girl.
Pop! “A big mouth draws on the face of a fat man across the street.
Wang Peng Fei! You’re dating me behind my back! I’m sorry.
How can someone like that have a girlfriend?
I stood up and punched a big ear scratch in his right face;
“You have a girlfriend, you piece of shit!”
The blind man was tearing up the girl when he walked out the door of the restaurant, and he seemed to be trying to run after me with the girl’s hand.
Ms. Liu’s message was sent without interruption.
“What’s up?”
“I’m telling you this guy is a career, an iron job, and he can’t talk about breaking your leg. I’m sorry.
Ms. Liu is really getting married, and seven years ago her dream was that I could take a good college, and now I’m getting married.
I went to the door and scratched my hair into a chicken coop, and then I ripped my clothes, and I ran into the door and threw a pair of shoes.
My parents were so scared to see me.
“What kind of date you’ve introduced me to?” He has a girlfriend! I’m sorry.
“I’m sitting there, man, and I come up and scratch, and I’m a bitch! I’m sorry.
I’m sorry, girl, but you’ll have to take the fall.
I apologized to the girl and started my show.
My mother was angry first, then heartless.
In the end, she made a phone call and shouted at the matchmaker, saying that the matchmaker had almost fallen on his knees and begged for forgiveness, and finally, the matchmaker sacrificed the killer.
She introduced her own nephew to my mother and repeatedly assured her that she was the perfect man.
“A million dollars a year, 185 tall, handsome, eight abs, says he just returned last month. I’m sorry.
I laughed at my waist.
“Mrs. Liu, are you being ridiculous? I’m sorry.
“I can’t tell you anything to make a blind date! I’m sorry.
I threw myself into a soft, flexible mattress in a rage.
I was proud of Ms. Liu when I went to school, and she used to flaunt herself to the left side:
“This is our family. It’s an idiot. I’m sorry.
When I graduated from college and worked for several years, that pride became a shame.
Ms. Liu began to whisper to the media:
“Our family is a fool, only to make money, not to fall in love. Her aunt, introduce a good man I’m sorry.
I hit two rolls on the bed and went up to the desk and opened the drawer.
Actually, I’ve had an undisturbed relationship.
Kizawa, my high school classmate, I’ve been in love with him for five years.
He left the country after high school, and there were rumors in the school community that he began to mix up the gay circle after going abroad and probably like men.
So in my second year, I got the courage to call him:
“Do you like boys or girls?” I’m sorry.
The phone was stunned, and then the low-mute sound:
“I prefer boys. I’m sorry.
My phone fell on the floor and hit my foot.
I was lying down and rubbing my feet. My feet hurt, but my heart hurts.
There’s nothing else you can do. There’s nothing you can do about gender.
So I hacked all of Kizawa’s contacts and said goodbye to this long, dark love of my youth.
Every time I think about it, it still hurts.
How nice, handsome, smart, playing basketball, the dream lover of all our high school girls.
I should have known that such a perfect man would only be with a better man.
My mom came in with a cell phone when she was screaming.
She jumped to the chair and held my thigh.
“A daughter! This is the last time! For the last time! I won’t bother you again if it doesn’t happen this time. Really, I lied to you about getting hit by a car! I’m sorry.
I’m so sorry I couldn’t help but look at Ms. Liu Chun-hwa.
“Really for the last time? I’m sorry.
Ms. Yoo Chunhua’s crazy noding and gave me her cell phone to see the picture.
“This is really good, rich and handsome! I’m sorry.
I pushed off her cell phone, and Ms. Liu Chunhua introduced her to a blind date.
The next morning I was asleep and my mom knocked on my door.
Cousin? I’m sorry.
Isn’t this my cousin who was a make-up artist in the cinema? Why was she in front of my room?
My mom noded her head at my sister, and my sister squeezed me out of her ass and showed me the big makeup box behind her.
I look at myself in the mirror after a twilight, black-haired lips, fairy air.
It’s all right to go to the red carpet.
“Mom, is it necessary to exaggerate? I’m sorry.
My mother noded her place:
“My daughter is beautiful. It’s the last day of the blind date. It’s called backwater! I’m sorry.
When I got to the restaurant, I found out the date was here.
“Sorry I’m late.”
I’m sorry to laugh at the last face hidden in the mask.
The eyebrows are so clear, and they are secretly familiar with them.
The men looked at me in a state of shock, with their eyes burning, without a shadow.
I’m snorting at the bottom of my heart, and it looks like I’m a dirty man.
“I hear you’re almost 30. Man, after 30, it’s not worth it. I’m sorry.
“The most important thing for a man is to have a baby. I’m the eldest daughter of our family. I’m sorry.
The man’s chest is vibrating, and under the mask is the hidden laughter.
That sound, too, seems familiar…
“It’s not easy for my parents to raise me when they get married, and the bride price is $1.88 million. I’m sorry.
“As for the dowry, you’re a big man, don’t you think? I’m sorry.
Men can’t help but take off their masks and laugh.
“Hew Qingyeon, I haven’t seen you for so long. I’m sorry.
This familiar handsome face.
Shit!
Gisawa!
I stood up and ran. I didn’t think Kizawa would move faster.
I sat on my legs with one hand around his neck.
I couldn’t help but look red.
This guy’s getting better and better off without seeing him for years.
“What did you see me run? Didn’t you say a $188 million bride price? I’m sorry.
I smiled, and I stood up from Kizawa, and then took my hair to my place.
And I looked at the seasons full of smiles, the white and smooth skins, the deep five and the hard contours.
The years are never lost to the beauty, and after time has settled, Deedser is more mature than he was in high school.
It’s a shame he doesn’t belong to me. He doesn’t even belong to a woman.
I’m sorry to hear that.
“Why are you here for a blind date? I’m sorry.
Kizawa is handsome, but it’s not fair to a girl to run out as a comrade.
The seasons were so dramatic that they picked out the frown.
‘Cause of you.
I felt my heart beating so mad, my mind was ringing:
Calm down!
He’s gay!
“My aunt refused to introduce me to the girl, and then she shoved the picture into my hand and I recognized you, so I came. I’m sorry.
“How are you? I’m sorry.
The long hours of the seventy-eight years were then crushed in the soft whispers of the season.
Let’s go! I’m sorry.
“Shu Qingyeon, go, I’ll buy you tea. I’m sorry.
“Shu Qingyeon, the school has opened a new pancakes shop at the North Gate. I’m sorry.
And as soon as the memories that were hidden in their hearts appeared, and Kizawa sat opposite me whispered to me, as if we had been good friends, as if that had never happened.
When I walked out of the house with a smile on my lips, I found out that I was being held by Kizawa again and promised him a next date.
“How’s it going? Your aunt Wang’s nephew isn’t handsome? Is it funny?”
My mom was nervous and looking forward to staring at me, and I felt that if I shake my head, she could break my neck in minutes.
Wrinkle your eyebrow.
I know Kizawa’s gay, but my mom doesn’t know!
What better shield than an old classmate?
I can’t help but celebrate in my heart. It’s a blind date. It’s over!
“Mom, Auntie Wang’s nephew is my old classmate! I think he’s fine. I’m happy. We’ve got a date. I’m sorry.
Pop! I’m sorry.
My mom was so excited about the thighs, she ran towards the kitchen.
“The Emperor has come forward!”
Isn’t it time to marry?
I scratched my head and went back to my room in a complicated mood.
“Do you have time for dinner tomorrow night? I’m sorry.
The university student Yang Wing sent a message, and Yang pursued me tirelessly for many years.
And it doesn’t affect his girlfriend in any way. I hacked him to college, but this guy is now a client of our company and he’s the father of A.
He told me that I couldn’t offend him. I’ve put up with him for my job.
When I thought about Kizawa, I said yes:
“Well, would you mind if I brought someone else? I’m sorry.
Early the next morning, I sent a message about Zizawa.
Or the familiar restaurant, where Suzawa wears a simple windsuit, and sits in great shape and shakes my eyes and my heart.
I dared to reach out and hold his hands on the table.
The finger-tip skin touched Mizawa in an instant, and it was clear that he was all dead.
You don’t like women so much?
I took my hand back in an awkward way and looked at Zizawa.
“Moizawa, can you pretend to be my boyfriend? I’m sorry.
And she looked at me, and there was a flash of light in her eyes.
He thought for a moment and leaned forward, and a handsome face was so close to me.
“Why are you pretending?”
I blinked and looked at him blindly.
You’re out of the closet and you ask me why I’m pretending?
Seeing as I’m stupid, Zen smiles and rubs my head.
“All right, just pretend to be an old classmate. I’m sorry.
So We ran to Yang’s address with Tzei Zei.
“Present, this is my boyfriend. I’m sorry.
Yang Yan was clearly well-dressed, and he was well-dressed in a casual black suit and looked attractive.
It’s obvious that when you see Jizawa Yang Yang, you see even one face of suspicion:
“Your boyfriend? Really?”
I grabbed Kizawa’s arm, raised my toes and kissed him in the face, making a loud “mmm.”
“Is this a fake?”
One meal was full of swords and swords and sparks.
Yang knows that I’ve been seeing each other, but never succeeded, and suddenly he kills a boyfriend and he’s an impeccable man with a long body, and he strongly suspects that this is the actor I’m looking for.
I have to say, best to know you, always your enemy.
“So you liked him in high school? I’m sorry.
Yang Qing drank lemonade and started asking questions about death, trying to find my cracks.
Kizawa looks at me like she’s laughing, and she’s a little more impressed.
I’m getting numb and sweaty.
I don’t care. Die or die!
To prove my feelings for Kizawa, I turned on my phone QQ, and turned on the diary written after the high school exam.
The diary is a plain poem, but a hidden poem.
The last word in each line is “I like Kizawa.”
After reading the poem, Yang’s face changed.
“Congratulations to you. I’m sorry.
“It’s not like we’ll get back to contact after the date. I’m sorry.
I daren’t look at Mizuzawa’s face, but I can’t stop nodding my head:
“I’m almost there. You have to come. I’m sorry.
Yang pinched the cup in his hand, biting his teeth and saying:
“I’m sure I’ll come and give you a big red bag. I’m sorry.
Yang took a few meals and left in a hurry, and I fell asleep in the chair.
Dude, he almost saw through it.
Zizawa drank with a chilling look in his cup.
“You’ve been in love with me since high school, huh?”
Ahem!
I’m choked by my own saliva and coughing.
Forget it, there’s nothing to admit. Kizawa can admit that she likes men. I admit that it’s okay to like him.
Thinking I’d relax when I was nervous, noding at Zizawa:
“Yes, high school girls who love you can line up from the west to the east gate. I’m one of them. I’m sorry.
The eyes were darkened, and suddenly the look became very serious.
He looked me in the eye and asked one word,
“Why did you hack me when you were a sophomore?” I’m sorry.
I suddenly felt a bit ashamed, but I couldn’t say it was because he liked men, so I hacked him.
Does that make me discriminatory?
It’s not right to think about it now, but I’m not the only one I like, but I’m a very good friend.
I think he’s too cheap because he doesn’t like it.
“Because I talked about my boyfriend, he was jealous and I liked you, and I blacked you out. I’m sorry.
I’m a man who’s got a good face and a good attitude:
“And then we broke up, and it was my fault. I apologize. I’m sorry.
Behind every lie is a thousand lies.
I kept my head down and I couldn’t look at Kizawa’s face, and he kept his face up ever since my boyfriend took him black, and I looked down on my phone and two people had been sitting there for half an hour.
I couldn’t bear to end up in a dreary and weird mood, and I found an excuse to go straight for overtime.
I’ve come home to ask my mom where she’s going with her date, hold hands and kiss.
I turned a white eye:
“I’m pregnant! What the hell! We just met yesterday! I’m sorry.
My mother touched her head and whispered:
“You’re from old school, you’ve got a heart, you’ve got a lonely girl who’s doing the fire! I’m sorry.
What’s wrong with the world?
Why aren’t there so many normal people?
I pushed my mom up the stairs, and the men just upset me, so I’ll put my mind to work.
And then I put all my energy into my work, and the boss looked at me working overtime, and the look on my face was getting better, and I felt like I was only one step away from a promotion.
And since that day, Kizawa has been lying still in my cell phone records, just like the humans.
The day the company came up with a new project, and the boss said that we were having a party at night, so we could all bring our families.
As soon as it was announced, Yang Wing came with his assistant.
As one of our company’s big clients, Yang Yong’s arrival was warmly welcomed.
I was looking down and I was cleaning up my throat.
“Yo, Mr. Hsu is so busy. What time is it? I’m sorry.
After that, he shot our boss’s shoulder:
Zhang, this is the man you’re wrong. I’m sorry.
The company’s boiling.
I raised my head blindly.
Married?
Who’s getting married?
The boss smiled in front of me and held my hand:
“Why don’t you tell me you’re getting married? I’m sorry.
“We’re having a celebration party tonight, call your boyfriend, look at you, you’re in love. I’m sorry.
“I’m…”
I haven’t said anything yet. Yang’s voice has interrupted me:
“Don’t worry, your boss will have to give you a big red bag! I’m sorry.
I can’t see what I’m talking about.
Listen, thank you for having you…
I had to get out of my office and call Kizawa:
“Well, we’re having a party tonight. Everyone’s bringing family. Can you come? I’m sorry.
“Family”?
Listen, Moizawa has a magnetic voice, and I’m losing my heart beat:
“Yeah, family, aren’t you my boyfriend? I’m sorry.
A moment on the other side, and then the sound started again:
“Send me the address. I’m sorry.
The arrival of Kizawa triggered a massive earthquake in the company.
All the girls came to me every day to make excuses to watch more of the season.
The male colleagues were also sore, but they came to congratulate us with their glasses.
With a glass of wine on his face.
“I almost thought this was our engagement dinner. I’m sorry.
“Congratulations! I’m sorry.
The fat manager of the department next door has come to drink to us.
“He’s so handsome, Mr. Hsu is so handsome! I’m sorry.
“Honey”?
Shizawa picked out the eyebrow and asked me to explain my face.
I hesitated in the red, and my eyes were closed:
“Moizawa, why don’t we get married? I’m sorry.
“Your aunt says your family has been pushing you to get married and I’m tired of my mom getting me a date. I’m sorry.
“Let’s make a living together, and we’ll be quiet. I’m sorry.
“Don’t worry, you’ll be free after marriage. I promise I won’t interfere with everything you do. I’m sorry.
I thought about it and I added:
“You’re still free to make friends, and of course we can be AA financially. I’m sorry.
I’ve been looking down on my teeth.
“AA”?
“Free to make friends?”
“A partner?”
“Do you know what you’re talking about? I’m sorry.
I was surprised by the fury of Kizawa, and I didn’t understand why he was so angry.
As a gay, it would be nice to have someone willing to marry him, after all, in China, where parents are rarely able to accept that their children will not marry or have children for the rest of their lives.
I’m willing to be a mate. What’s he mad about?
“Don’t you want to? I’m sorry.
I looked at him with concern. Did he have a boyfriend?
Tzuzawa, take a deep breath and look at me.
Not to say yes, but not to say no.
The two of them had a stand-off, and at the end of the season, they proceeded to sigh:
“Well, we’re getting married. I’m sorry.
I’m relieved, but I can’t say whether I’m happy or sad.
I can finally be with a man I’ve always wanted, even though he doesn’t like me.
In order to cover up this complex emotion, I quickly got drunk.
And finally, I was sent back to my home, and all I remember was that he kept whispering in my ear, and I disrupted his plans.
The next day, I woke up with the makeup of my sleeping flowers, and my mom came up with a little gossip:
“Sir, where are you two? I’m sorry.
“It’s said that tourism is the best way to promote people’s feelings. I’m sorry.
My mother returned to her loving face, and after many years I finally became her pride again.
Because it’s so good to find her son-in-law that she’s out there 100 times a day.
I went to work with a dazed head. I went to work for a while. Kizawa sent me a picture.
“Bali, Bangkok 6 Sunshow.”
I looked at the poster with the romantic headline on it.
“Your mom called me and she bought us tickets. I’m sorry.
“I’ll be free next week. Take a leave. I’m sorry.
Because last month was a very good time, and the boss was very good at talking, and he gave me 10 days’ annual leave when he waved.
And so, for some reason, I stood by the door of my home with my luggage, waiting for Zisawa to pick me up at the airport and have a sweet couple trip.
It’s a magical world, even more magically, with two other people.
“Introverted, this is my friend Chen and his sister Chen Yu, who have to come with them. I’m sorry.
“Hello, beauty!”
Chen Zhue-fung pulled his hair and reached out to me.
The alarm was ringing in my head.
White skin, fashion, and he’s got a powdered base.
This guy is definitely gay!
Is he Kizawa’s boyfriend?
Chen was young and a university student, and she had never had her eyes removed from her body since she arrived at the airport, so she could not keep her eyes on her body.
And He observed my reaction from time to time, as though he were judging whether I was angry.
I don’t even care about Chen. I’ve been told in my class that Kizawa’s already out of the closet.
And he himself admitted to me that he liked boys.
That’s why Chen is my enemy!
As I knew, Chen had shown great interest in me, and had been asking questions around me, and I was about to turn my father’s 18th generation to the bottom.
And his sister looked at me from time to time, looking at my chest, looking down at my chest, looking down at my legs and looking down at his legs, and then looking at his face in the mirror.
This little girl likes Kizawa at first sight, but she doesn’t know she’s her “sister-in-law”.
And made me an enemy in the land.
Well, let’s just say we’re lost in the world.
All sisters in distress should be loved.
Kizawa saw my passion for Chen Man’s face and I was so angry.
When he got on the plane he pressed me to the window and then closed his eyes and said nothing.
I’m shrugged by the old man who still wants to talk, and I don’t understand why he’s angry.
I didn’t know how long I was asleep, and I opened my eyes to a deep eye.
Kizawa sat beside me, with his cheeks on his cheeks, and touched my face.
I can’t breathe in the air, and I look at him in red and nervous.
“How could you be such a fool in the world? I’m sorry.
It’s just a marriage. I can’t do it.
I looked at him in the fog, the heart of men, the needle of the sea, and I became less and less able to understand the season.
Suzawa lamented his breath and covered his hand in my eye.
“Well, go to sleep.”
Just woke me up: “? I’m sorry.
Forget it, you’re handsome. You’re right about everything.
The air in Bali smells of flowers, and I stretch out a great laziness.
It’s always nice to have a nice environment, and it’s really time to relax.
The room we ordered was a suite, and Kizawa dropped his luggage and stood by the couch with hesitation.
He doesn’t want to be in Chen’s room, does he?
I can’t help but think of it as a marriage.
He’s not allowed to find a boyfriend, but can’t he just avoid me?
“Are you going out to sleep? I’m sorry.
Zizawa looked down on me with a red face.
“Do you want me to stay? I’m sorry.
I thought I didn’t know the relationship between Chen and Kizawa.
If the little girl sees the boy she likes coming out of her brother’s room tomorrow morning, she’ll be crushed.
And he introduced me to his girlfriend.
In that case, the whole set of acting.
“If your boyfriend doesn’t mind, I hope you can stay. I’m sorry.
The atmosphere changed as soon as it came out.
The face of the seasons is infinitely ugly, and it’s like a mountain full of rain.
Are you kidding me again?
“You explain to me who my boyfriend is? I’m sorry.
Is Chen Shun his pursuer?
Looks like I misunderstood him.
I’m just saying,
“I, I thought you and Chen Shui…”
He’s got a big one on his arm, and he’s holding my arm hard and he’s staring at me.
“You heard the rumors? That’s why I asked if I liked boys or girls, right? I’m sorry.
I’m not going back until I explain, and I’m not going back.
Is he unhappy that I found myself gay?
Hey, isn’t Kizawa a little too sensitive to like boys and not ashamed of himself?
After a day of flying, I was tired and tired, and I couldn’t go out to find Kizawa, but I took a shower and fell asleep.
While sleeping so well, there was a knock at the door.
I went to the door in my pyjamas, and as soon as I opened the door, Kizawa jumped at me.
He buried his head in my neck, and his mouth was filled with wine.
Tizawa was drunk?
I closed the door and dragged him to his bed with all my strength, but I didn’t see it coming, and he pressed me to my bed.
“Hew Qingyeon, where do I look like?” I’m sorry.
“All the students…”
And before I had finished my speech, the sound disappeared between the lips of Kizawa.
Tzuzawa kissed me, and I stood there and even forgot to breathe until I fell on my shoulder with a crooked neck.
Is he asleep?
I pushed it out of my mind.
Tensions, excitement, suspicion, confusion.
What does Kizawa mean?
Isn’t he gay?
Why would he kiss me?
Does he like me?
Tonight is doomed.
I was lying on my bed, and I was filled with kisses of the seasons, and it was thick and warm.
It was like this, all night long, and the next day I was pulled up.
Go, dive!
I rubbed my eyes and barely opened them.
Where’s Kizawa?
“You are so sleeping. He and my brother are downstairs waiting for you. I’m sorry.
I woke up in makeup and changed clothes, and I saw the glamorous Zhizawa and Chen Zhu.
Kizawa saw me face down like nothing happened last night.
This guy, he’s not drinking any more.
Chen brought us to the seaside, and far away I saw someone holding a young girl with a skater like a water gun.
Chen was so excited.
“Yaaaaaah! Airfly! It’s so exciting! I always wanted to play! I’m sorry.
I watched young girls roll at 720 degrees in the air, and then all sorts of things went up and down, and I felt a little jealous.
It’s like it’s fun.
Yeon, go!
Chen Ying was pulling my hand forward and held my wrist at this time of the season.
Don’t go!
Huh?
All three of us look to Kizawa.
Tizawa looked up at the girl who’d die holding a staff member, and he stung, and he was determined:
“I said, don’t go. I’m sorry.
“What’s that smell?
Chen exaggeratedly fanned the wind with his hand, and laughed like an old hen.
What do you mean?
Gisawa’s jealous?
My jealousy?
I can’t believe I’m so happy. I’m such a cow.
Chen is not happy to say:
“You’re so cheap, you’re not your wife. I’m sorry.
She looked at her face:
“Soon will be. I’m sorry.
So it’s possession?
Yes, I’m married to Kizawa, but I’m his future wife. It’s really not nice to be with another man in public.
I understand the nod of the place and regretfully lamented the stereotypes:
I’m done. I’m sorry.
Look me in the face and Zizawa snuggle.
“You really want to play?”
Before I noded my head, Tze took my hand to the beach and asked me to wait and talk to the staff.
After a while, only staff members took off their equipment and then put it on Kizawa.
I stomped on the feet of Mizuzawa and hugged his waist.
I like you, I’m not gay! I’m sorry.
I was surprised to look up. Did Kizawa say he liked me?
The next second we were brought into the air by a vehicle.
I put my head around his neck in my arms. Did Kizawa just say he liked me?
Did I hear you wrong?
As he fell from the vehicle, he held my hand in a tense face:
“You hear what I just said? I’m sorry.
I watched him innocently:
“The water is too loud to hear. I’m sorry.
Zizé had a piece of water on his face and had the equipment removed from his face to the staff.
Then, at Chen’s strong request, we went out and played with a variety of pleasures, such as diving, surfing, water motorcycles.
It’s dark in the days after a lap, with big orange twilight on the surface of the sea, and the view looks like a painting.
Gisela raised my hand on the beach.
“Do you remember when you asked me if I liked boys or girls? I’m sorry.
I’m nodding, and I’m still sad to think about it.
Qizawa took a deep breath, and the sound of his voice struck like a thunderbolt on my head:
“I thought you wanted me to have a boy or a girl when I got married. I’m sorry.
I looked up to him with shock:
What do you mean? So you’re not gay?”
Zizawa groaned and held my hand even tighter.
“I just went abroad to study, and I met a couple of better-known friends, but they were gay. I’m sorry.
“I think it’s personal freedom, respect and understanding, so that’s not why I’m away from them. I’m sorry.
“I’ve been told that I’m gay too, and that they’re back in the country. I’m sorry.
“You’ve been to you since you blacked me out, but I’ve heard from my country’s classmates that there are many people who are after you, and I think about it, and I don’t bother your life any more. I’m sorry.
I’m on the scene, so what kind of students are these?
They’re the ones who’ve been sending it all these years.
The face of Kizawa, who saw me or hesitated, raised my face and looked at me:
“Don’t you believe me? I’m sorry.
If I don’t believe him, will he be angry?
“Do you still like me? I’m sorry.
I’ll give you that. I’ll put my head up.
She smiled and showed a big white tooth.
He pulled my arm and headed towards the shore and stopped a car and took me back to the hotel.
I was pulled by him, and I was pushed on the wall when Kizawa opened the door.
“Don’t you think I’m gay? Now I’ll prove it to you!”
And then there’s a kiss that’s all over the place, and I just feel like my heart beats straight down 200 times a minute with my neck.
I didn’t wake up until Seasonsawa took me to the bed.
“Wait! I believe you! I’m sorry.
I held Tizé’s hands off his clothes:
“I believe you’re definitely not Gay!”
Zizawa picked the bulge:
“Really? It’s too late for this, my fiancée. I’m sorry.
“A thousand words of self-image”
“All finished.”
[Exhales]
Five years ago, my mother was sitting in the middle of a bunch of old ladies talking about melons.
“How have you been?”
My mom stomped her sleeve, and she was so proud.
“Hey, 185 tall, bare feet, clean height! I’m sorry.
The old lady across the street is blindfolded, and she’s high on melons.
“Are you talking about your son-in-law? Where’s old Gao? I’m sorry.
My mother raised the golden bracelet in her hand and smiled all over her face:
“Hey! It’s a million dollars a year. I’m sorry.
The old lady left her mouth open and turned her eye on my mother:
“Lao Chun-hwa, you’re too young to hear so fast. I’m sorry.
My mom laughed:
“Hey, we’ll have a wedding after spring. Everyone will be here. My son-in-law said, “I’ll give you $1.88 million. I’m sorry.
“You asked for a wedding room? My son-in-law bought 200 flat floors in the Moon Spring Garden. I’m sorry.
The village old lady stood up and ran away.
Her daughter, who had just been married this year, had tried to put down a meal of Liu Chunhua, but had not thought she had accidentally been in Versailles.
My mom sat in the crowd with her legs on her feet, just like I did in college. Record number: YXX12eo1PN2twA5QxoyC3K3Q
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
