One day before my fifteenth birthday, I found out I was actually a vicious woman in a book.
And tomorrow my mother will bring her son to my house.
I started my life without light for a decade with hate.
I decided to leave myself alone until dawn.
I’m the vicious girl in this book, the boy’s teenage nightmare.
He was my father’s lover, forced my mother away and married my father.
And on the first day he came to me, my father put his hand around my shoulder and said: “This is your brother, only five days older than you.” We’ll get along. I’m sorry.
I looked at this man, and I looked at the 15-year-old.
He’s white. He’s whiteter now.
I didn’t talk. He didn’t talk.
He looked at me calm, but I knew his hand was holding a fist behind his back.
He hated us and why his mother abandoned his father.
Maybe he didn’t hate us much at first, just because his mom got mad at us a little bit.
It was only then that I was in trouble and he hated us.
Because according to the book:
[The 15-year-old Zhou Phunnan first met Meng, in Mon’s house.
Meng caressed the girl’s back and greeted him. Meng finally looked at him and threw his hand at him.
She didn’t tell him anything. She just looked at him with those picky eyes.
High up.
He’s got a fist in his hand. He’s got a big bang. But Zhouya’s eyes were always behind his back, silent, and let him endure. _
I saw this book yesterday, and I’m just a vicious woman in a man-to-man novel who saves the value of his growth.
I can see everything in the book, but there’s one more thing about me.
Record my life.
Before I was 15 years old, I grew up with a happy family, without fear or even because of the pretence of my family.
At the age of 15, the parents were divorced, the mother left the country and the father turned to me to marry her.
She brought me a tow bottle brother.
The day Dad officially brought them home was my 15th birthday.
He said he wanted to surprise me and I looked forward to my parents’ remarriage.
It turns out to be such a surprise.
So I threw a slap at the man.
We’ve set the tone for the next decade.
And after that I did not have the moment of happiness, and after that all the pain in my life was related to him.
I died at 25.
He died painfully in his revenge.
I don’t know.
I have seen in silence only one thought, and I do not want to die in pain at the age of 25.
So I didn’t slap him like I did in the novel, just looking at him.
I did not regret what I had done in the novel, nor did I do what I had done in the novel, nor did I know that he was destined to succeed, and that I was destined to sacrifice the wicked.
I just don’t want to spend 10 years with him, lose all my self, just to keep him alive.
I should have a soul, even if I was just a vicious woman.
I decided to stay away from him, not to provoke him, nor to turn away from him and face him in a polite but alienating manner.
The first time we met, the scene of the fire had become as silent as the Gobi desert.
I didn’t say anything, but for Zhou Punan’s mother, I wasn’t overreacting.
Zhouya showed a nice smile in this awkward scene but could not hide the satisfaction in her eyes.
She whispered to my father: “The kids are too young and too shabby, so let’s not get mixed up. Nam and his age will soon be able to go together.” I’m sorry.
I see the look on her face and the name of my intimacy.
Zhou Zhou Zhou Zipnan kept his eyes shut.
My dad’s getting married at this point is really good at Zhouya.
He touched my head and told me to take Zhou Punan to the city for the first time.
I didn’t say no. Pull the door out.
Zhou Punan was standing there and Zhou Ya pushed him and said, “Go out with your sister. I’m sorry.
Zhouuranan bit on me.
I’m sick of Zhou Ya, the more she calls me, the more she wants me to show it to my dad, the more I hate her.
I’ve never been short of people who really were nice to me, why should I accept her for her poor performance?
My mother left me, but I don’t need to be alone to replace her.
Zhou Punan is two steps behind me, and I remember writing about Zhou Punan.
I had a big fight with Zhou Punan and, to be precise, I verbally abused him.
My dad couldn’t keep up with me and Zhou Punan, so I took Zhou Punan for a walk.
I left the house and left Zhou Punan on the most luxurious street.
Then went to a friend’s house.
It was three days after I came home, my father saw me come back, and he didn’t even yell at me, and Zhouya was all around me and everyone was turning around.
Only Zhou Punan sat still in my chair the farthest away, and there was no sense of existence.
Nobody knows how he got back.
Back to reality, Zhou Punan was two steps behind me, and he didn’t make a sound.
He’s 15 years old, white, only a little taller than me.
He followed me like a sister with a brother.
I walked and I didn’t even know I was in the book, the biggest street.
But I’m not going to leave Zhou Punan here, and I said I didn’t want to be stuck with him and out of my decade of hateful life.
It’s just that my parents get divorced, I read novels, I read my own life, and suddenly I feel like I can’t forgive one day ago.
What’s the big deal?
And I intend to return to the way which is too plentiful, and the store’s car flows into rivers, and it is easy to lose its way.
But I grew up here, it’s nothing to me.
I turned around and I found Zhou Punan missing.
Behind you is the stream of people, the flow of people, and Zhou Punan is long gone.
I’m sweating cold. Is this a play?
I started looking for him from one direction to the next, and I saw him more than half an hour later under a tablet that was not bright.
He looked pale and suddenly I remembered that he had low blood sugar in his book.
I went over and looked at him, and he saw me, and he couldn’t stand, or he was holding on to his lower lip.
He seemed to think I’d be angry.
I was like this, but seeing him forced myself not to be emotionally driven, not to interact too much with Zhou Punan.
Just stay polite and separate.
I see him as pale as he is, with a thin, cold sweat on his nostrils, as if he was going to fall before me the next second.
It’s a good thing he’s competitive, he bites his lips hard, he stays awake.
He’s very wary of me. It’s a fact from the book.
I looked at his teeth with a dim blood stain, and my stomach was so right.
“I’ll take you to dinner. I’m sorry.
I heard my voice.
Zhou Punan is still two steps behind me, but this time I’m afraid he’ll fall directly to the ground and go to the hospital.
I pulled out a long hat rope on my vest and handed it to Zhou Punan.
“You hold it, don’t lose it.”
He raised his eyes and looked into my face, but still caught the rope in good faith.
He probably doesn’t understand why I’m helping him.
I’m just afraid of trouble.
I took Zhou Punan to the noodle shop I’ve always liked.
The boss is a 40-year-old uncle. He’s funny. I always come.
“What to eat? Is it the same?”
I nod my head and said, “Two bowls. I’m sorry.
Five minutes later, two bowls of hot little noodles came up.
It smells good, and no matter how many bowls you eat, you won’t get tired of it.
Zhou Punan has a good taste, too fast.
I guess Zhou Yai went out to dinner with my dad in the morning, didn’t take Zhou Punan, didn’t cook for Zhou Punan at noon.
That’s why Zhou Punan committed low blood sugar.
It’s good when I’m not bad when I’m wrong.
We finished and then we didn’t say a word back.
He never said anything to me.
I am very pleased with that.
I didn’t say a word back to my bedroom and locked the door to make me feel better.
Even though I’ve been living in this house for more than a decade, I suddenly find it strange when I see Zhou Ya’s weak in my father’s arms.
I want to move out.
It doesn’t have to be disgusting or reduce the intersection between me and Zhou Punan.
I told my dad about this.
He seemed angry. He thought I was forcing Zhouya out.
I don’t think so. I just don’t care about them.
My dad’s angry and he’s having a big fight with me.
But whatever he said, I just stood by him calmly and looked at him.
He didn’t say anything soon, and he gave me a lot of money with an expression he owed me.
He doesn’t owe me anything.
Before I went to sleep at night, I heard a knock on the door.
I thought it was my dad and I opened the door.
The result was Zhou Punan.
I was a little surprised, but I didn’t say anything, and I looked at him at the door.
He’s still like that. He’s pale and fragile.
“You’re moving out?”
He sounds cold.
I nod my head. I’m sorry.
He kept saying, “Uncle Meng says if you go, he’ll let my mother out.” I’m sorry.
I laughed. I didn’t mean to force anyone.
But now everyone thinks I’m forcing Zhouya to leave.
I don’t want to talk much, just tell Zhou Punan: “Whatever you want, whatever you want. I won’t change. I’m sorry.
Zhou Ya woke up early the next morning, and I slept until the sun started.
Zhouya waited for me downstairs for breakfast.
I wasn’t in the mood.
No breakfast, no room.
I decided to move today.
I’m strong and strong, and after half an hour I’ve packed everything I want to take.
I called Yang.
Hello? So early…” He’s mute, he’s awakened.
I’m not surprised, Yang Zhao has turned around day and night.
“I’m going to stay with you for a few days. I’m sorry.
“Oh, come on…”
I was out of my house with a bag, and nobody saw me leaving.
I sent a car to Yang’s house. He and I were small.
When I came to Yang’s house, he was asleep, and I had his door code, and I went straight in.
It’s not unreasonable for me to choose to come here, and Yang, though as old as I am, moved out with his father long ago.
He can do it, the Lord of this place, and I can live here.
I played two games, and my long fingers pulled out my cell phone while a bunch of my food was scolding my teammates.
Turning back, Yang was running my game with his cock’s head on his head and his eyebrow.
He’s driving the wheat, and he’s scolding the passion across the street.
Soon, however, the opposite side fell into his hands.
Five minutes later, the game played with joy and he threw his phone back into my hand.
“The food kills you. I’m sorry.
I flipped a white eye, but I couldn’t refute it. He didn’t see very many.
“What’s wrong with you?”
He was paralyzed on the couch.
I said I just don’t want to stay home.
I don’t want to talk about it. I’m afraid he said I didn’t work.
“Your stepmother is here. It’s useless…
I couldn’t wait, my nose was sore, my tears fell.
It’s not over.
In fact, I understand that it’s me who leaves and that Zhou Ya must not matter to my father.
But emotions can’t be controlled.
Even if I knew it was a book, even if I had God’s perspective.
But I’m still living here, a 15-year-old girl.
I know how I end up. I can change a lot. I can’t change anything.
Yang Zheng gave me a strong hug.
In him, I always find a feeling of compassion.
Dad soon found out I was running away. He was mad at me at the beginning.
I can’t even hear you.
When he saw me not bowing down, he said, “Approve me and tell Zhouya to move out.”
I won’t. This has nothing to do with Zhou Ya.
I can’t get through this on my own. I’m too stubborn.
It didn’t matter if Dad saw me go to school, but he didn’t go home.
He transferred me a lot of money to buy two apartments in the gold sector.
He said I had to take care of myself.
He’s compromised and I don’t have to avoid coming home, and I go back sometimes.
Every time I go home, my dad hides Zhouya and Zhouuranan from me.
I really didn’t want to see them, and I didn’t say anything.
That’s it. Time’s running fast.
Seeing Zhou Punan again, starting high school.
Newborn represents him.
He was transferred from a non-resident’s school, where he was admitted to the first priority high school in the province for more than a week.
I’m also in this high school, except I’m straight up.
Because I’ve paid a lot of money since I was a kid, I don’t need a good score.
On the first day of high school, we all stood on the playground and listened to Zhou Punan speaking under the flag.
I didn’t listen to Zhou Punan. I just thought he was dead.
And it seems better without my pressure.
It’s not fair for God to give him everything.
The midday sun was large, and he stood against the light on a high stage, and was far away.
The girls around said that Zhou Punan was good.
I just thought the sun was really sun.
First day of school, Dad had to pick me up.
So I saw Zhou Punan again, probably because Zhou Punan was really good, and his father looked at him with a few words of appreciation.
This time, I didn’t let my son Zhou Ya’s son go away.
It’s always easy to make people’s beautiful memories pale, and Dad already thinks I can get along with them.
Zhouya sits on the table and looks uneasy.
Dad held her hand, “It’s okay, Soya’s grown up. I’m sorry.
I’m not responding, I’m not refuting.
We started our dinner in silence, and Zhouya made me a dish and smiled at me: “The aunt with the chopsticks, your father said you love this.” I’m sorry.
I’m still running away from her, just afraid to get into a fight.
She didn’t react. She smiled a little.
I sat down and ate no rice.
Dad’s got a crush on her, but look what I said.
Zhou Punan kept his head down and ate only his celery.
I saw his white half-wire collar show a small, half-skinned collar, no wonder he was so skinny.
I didn’t eat Zhou Ya’s food.
And bring the rice down there.
Dad called me when I was leaving, he took me to the yard, my mom liked flowers, and the yard was full of flowers.
At the end of the summer, the flowers were still radiant in the garden.
The fly bugs wander around the flowers and are more lovely under dark lights than during the day.
Dad said to me, “Come home, stay close to the school and the driver. You can sleep in the morning. I’m sorry.
I didn’t know he was gonna say that.
And I stood by him, and under the moonlight, the familiar face was no longer full of beauty as I remember.
People are going to grow old, and I realize that.
He looked at me, and his eyes were complicated, and he wanted to say something, and he hesitated to say it again and again: “Same, go home.” I’m sorry.
I know he’s a bad man, he’s started from scratch, he’s a big company, and I hate him for abandoning our beautiful home, but he’s so easily touched at the moment because I never hated him as my father.
I forgot what I had promised, but the next morning he drove to pick me up.
When I came home, my room was still the way I was before I left.
As if time had stopped there, waiting for me to restart.
I don’t know if it’s the story in the book. I got a class with Zhou Punan.
On the day of the election, I went in early and picked the last row of the window line.
Zhou Punan came in after me two or three people, with empty seats around me, with no hesitation, sitting at the first table in line of the door.
Far away from me.
The next few people were sitting in the vicinity of Zhou Pun.
He soon lost his seat and was particularly lively in an empty classroom.
And he’s hot and cold.
Soon, with the crowd coming in, I was surrounded.
The first two were boys, and they dyed their hair on the first day of school.
One dyes water blue, one dyes red brown.
A young man with a long, white neck looks like he’s coming out of a drama.
I was at the same table as a girl with the same head.
Except she didn’t dye it like the first two.
It’s very personal.
But she’s a familiar: “I’m Chen Ben, what’s your name?” I’m sorry.
I said, “Same words from Mon.” I’m sorry.
“Your name is beautiful!” I’m sorry.
I said you too.
Chen Bent is nice, and the first two teenagers turn around and we know each other.
The blue one is called Dust, the red one is called Wood.
The combination of these two personalities, together with Chen’s bend, is in no way counterproductive.
It’s beautiful, it’s tedious.
It’s almost two seconds for every student to pass through us while he’s looking at the class.
There’s only two seconds left, and there’s the first day of the class.
She pushed her eyes and seemed to accept incompetence.
And then we’ll call the three of them out for a friendly exchange.
When they came back, one or two of them was angry and told them the nine hundred and eighty-one version of the plan.
And then the next day I saw them, they all had black hair.
I don’t know.
High school life is much better off because of these three strange things.
I don’t live in school as dark as the book says.
It’s just that it’s hard to go home and sit at a table every day.
Such suffering is undisclaimable and can only be silenced and exacerbated.
Zhou Ya is making fun of me with his chopsticks every day, even if I don’t eat them.
And every day, my dad said, “Show your ribs, and your Aunt Chow knows you like to make them.”
I’m just quiet, and I’ve stopped eating a lot of favorite food these days.
Sometimes Zhouya looks bad and finally less, and I look up and I see Zhou Punan’s face.
I lost all my appetite. I lost three pounds five days home.
It was a silent table, and Zhouya came to me to pick up my food, and I was tortured, and I took it to the edge of the bowl and ate rice.
Zhouya was made pale by my simple and comprehensible move.
My dad didn’t know what it was like: “Your aunt Zhou is doing it for your own good. I’m sorry.
I’m not saying anything, and I’m sending it to the door, except that I’m depressed: I don’t like it. I’m sorry.
Because my dinner table stopped for two seconds.
My father was angry at me for calling me by my name: “When did you change your appetite?” I’m sorry.
My memory was awakened because of my father’s angry full name, which he used to call me.
Don’t watch TV.
Don’t eat sugar.
You’re fighting with your kids.
I don’t know.
Every time the name is the same, only this time it changes.
I have tears in my eyes, but I have to hold them back: “I can’t eat what I just changed, because it’s disgusting. I’m sorry.
I rose up, and the legs and floors of the chairs were rubbing in my ears.
I didn’t see Zhou Ya’s face pale, and I didn’t see Dad’s unbelievable.
It’s just that when I got to Zhou Punan, he suddenly reached out and grabbed my shirt.
I stopped, and the tears fell on the back of Zhou Punan’s hand, holding my clothes.
“Go away. I’m sorry.
He looks like he’s been burned.
I walked away, kept my pride.
Zhou Punang was pressed to look at the place where the back was wet.
He didn’t know what burned him, maybe I yelled at him, maybe I threw tears at his hands, maybe he looked me in the eye and saw my eyes full of tears.
I went back to my room and covered myself in the covers.
I’ve been trying to calm myself down and I’ve been thinking about the changes I’ve been making since.
The sense of alienation and the spilling of the scene at the beginning of the scene have been sharpened in a day-to-day life.
I took a shower and cleaned myself up.
I just came out of a hot shower and knocked in.
I changed my clothes. I opened the door.
He was standing at the door, standing straight.
He’s already half taller than me.
It’s just still thin and pale.
He looked at me, and he didn’t see much emotion. I’m sorry.
First time I heard my name from Zhouura Nam’s mouth.
It’s weird, but it doesn’t hurt.
I know Dad’s not sleeping downstairs.
I’m sideways, out of position.
“Come in and talk. I’m sorry.
So Zhou Punan stood in my room.
“What do you want to talk about? I’m sorry.
I asked him.
He said, “Don’t move. I’m sorry.
I wonder, “This is my house. Why am I moving away?” I’m sorry.
He seemed relieved, and it didn’t look like I had a good time out of the house.
His eyes were filled with struggles, and he said, “Will you not deal with Zhou Ya?” I’m sorry.
I can’t believe it. I let him think I’m targeting him.
“What do I do? Do you kneel down every day? I’m sorry.
He frowned and looked up at me with sharp eyes.
In a moment, the atmosphere is sharp.
So he turned his eyes away for a few seconds and said to me, “I’m sorry for you, I’ll make it up to you, you scold me, and I won’t resist me…”
I laughed. Isn’t that the story in the book?
It’s not the end of the storm.
I was sick, and I looked at him, and my eyes were filled with disgust: “Go away and tell Zhouya not to disgust me. I did not have the time to be with you in a bitter play.” I’m sorry.
He’s got a fist in his hand.
Battery.
I opened the door to signal him out.
It’s very useful. Since then, Zhouya’s dinner has been deliberately avoiding me, and Zhou Punan has occasionally passed by me at school.
I’d be happier without them.
Yang Zheng went to a training workshop, he was a great player since he was a kid, and smiled and said he’d come back with a gold medal.
I said he blew it, but I really wanted him to succeed, after all.
Time is running fast, me and Chen bending, the dust, and the forest is fast becoming a friend of a dog in a boring day.
Dust dust and woodblows are particularly unsavory to learn, but they’re also popular with their teachers with their good skins.
It’s basically the extent to which every question asked causes a laugh.
On our first Christmas Eve in high school, the seats of four people were almost filled with fine apples.
We’ll be back after dinner. There’s no place on the stool.
“What can we do?” I’m sorry.
“Where are we playing poker? I’m sorry.
“Let’s sit down and fight.” I’m sorry.
I:
And finally, we put these little cards on the apples, and we gave them to six teachers on average.
The dust and the forest are coming. The teachers are smiling.
The school atmosphere is very high and everyone is happy with the holiday.
Zhou Punan was sitting in his seat all day, and at first everyone wanted to talk to him.
After learning about his temper, he was no longer attracted to his face and halo.
But he still gets a lot of apples from girls in other classes.
He didn’t eat one, he threw it on the floor.
Anyone in the class wants to ask him, he gives it to him.
I’m not saying anything. Put on a feather and get some air downstairs.
The school cats had a bunch of kittens this winter.
The doorman made them a little wood room, where they were all warmed up by the students, and the cats could live in this cold winter.
I bought some ham sausages and tore them to the cat.
The cat is not afraid of people at school and is fat.
The Christmas Eve suddenly snowed, snow rose, and next year will be a good year.
Mathematics teachers, who had always spent every minute of their evening classes in the second part of the evening, stopped teaching.
“Look at all your hearts flying outside…”
Lin narrates everyone’s heart: “Sensei, let’s go out and play.” It’s a semester.”
“Yes! Teacher…
It’s a perfect response.
The winter cold does not cover the enthusiasm of 15- and 6-year-olds.
The math teacher smiled and made us quiet, and at this point he was all humans, staring at the math teacher with his bare eyes.
The math teacher was over 50, he threw his hand down, and the chalk went in the box.
“Go on…”
Everyone’s cheering for the run, afraid the math teacher’s gonna turn back.
The math teacher sits on the podium and feels the wind we bring.
“You guys…”
He was laughing and shaking his head.
Snow has accumulated a thick layer.
We’re so excited to chase each other and throw snow.
I was a bit cold, crouched on the floor, and the wind blew, and I looked back, and he came to me with snow in his hand.
I threw the snowball out of my hand and I threw it in his face.
The snowballs were not real, and they split up the moment they hit him in the face and passed on his face.
He was angry, couldn’t take care of the snow on his face, and came after me.
Of course I’m going after it.
And the dust seized me in front of the loud cries of the forest, and We hastened to call Chen Bend.
The four of us went together, running and smashing.
I looked at all this stuff, and I hid, and I watched the three of them smash each other.
I don’t want to get caught, but I’m still afraid that I’ll be lifted up and thrown into the snow.
The three of them caught me together.
I wasn’t close. I was caught.
They really carried me up and started threatening me.
I was raised across the board and started to turn back: “Lin Yong, have you forgotten who did your homework? I’m sorry.
“I can copy someone! I’m sorry.
I looked at Chen’s bend: “You’re my best sister.” I’m sorry.
“Who left her best sister alone in the snow? I’m sorry.
I kicked the dust again: “Sir Dust, the one you said was good enough for me to believe.” I’m sorry.
“Why didn’t you tell me? I’m sorry.
“It’s not too late. I’m sorry.
He defected fast, put down my leg.
I struggled against them with the dust.
We were chasing and laughing, and we didn’t know who pushed me, and I fell, and Chen bended and Lins grabbed me at the same time, and I fell in the dust that came from behind.
It’s over.
So for a moment I thought.
I fell on a man, and he was thrown down in the snow.
A few of us fell into groups.
I saw a familiar face.
It’s Zhou Punan.
I’m in the dark.
He looked at me, he looked so bright, he couldn’t warm up to the snow.
The three of them didn’t know these bends between me and Zhou Punan, and Lin was so happy when he stood up and fell, he pulled me up, and then apologized to Zhou Punan.
Chen bends and dust is still saying to you that I’m pushing each other.
And We did not conceal the aversion of our faces, nor did We take away the forest.
I’m not finished talking about it. I took it away.
After a while, he realized something was wrong. I’m sorry.
I said, “He looks sick. I’m sorry.
“Are you allergic to handsome men? That’s why I’m being unkind today. I’m sorry.
I turned a white eye.
He smiled at it, and he said, “Okay, I’ll tell Chen about bends and dust like you. We’re on your side! I’m sorry.
I smiled, and suddenly I felt unhappy.
He pushed my shoulder forward.
“Don’t sink.”
This little episode didn’t bring anything to my life. The final exam was on schedule.
No doubt the first must be Zhou Punan.
Everyone said that Zhou Punan was a non-eating pyrotechnic, that he never spoke to anyone on his own initiative, and that he had no choice but to speak to him.
I think he’s the same, too, in the drama.
It’s just that he didn’t make friends on his own, and nobody ever made friends with him.
Because on the first day of school, I told everyone around me that his mother had forced my mother to destroy my family.
It’s my revenge to keep his head down at school.
We have a long winter break.
Dad told Zhou Punan to give me a lesson, and I didn’t want to refuse.
It’s not my fault he’s better at learning. We’re just tired of each other.
I came out this afternoon to avoid a conflict with Zhou Ya, and Chen bends some of them in KTV, just called me.
I was listening to Lin’s complaining when I went in the room.
“Who’s coming in the afternoon?”
“Where do you think you are now?” I’m sorry.
A bunch of loud and loud.
I sat there for a while, and I didn’t know who would suddenly want a hot pot.
He ordered delivery to KTV.
So a bunch of people went around eating hot pots.
They have drinks, I don’t drink.
After one afternoon, it was too loud in KTV I didn’t hear Dad’s phone.
Some people drink a little too much, and the noise leads to me.
I was forced to drink a little wine and a little squirt.
Chen Bent has to listen to me sing.
I’ve had a lot to drink. Put the microphone in front of me and pick it up.
The song has been put in half, and I look at the lyrics and whispers.
My mom sings very well and I sing very well.
I used to love singing too, and I haven’t done it since my mom left.
The soft music flowed and the room was gradually quiet.
I sing a song softly and feel a sight that is hard to ignore.
I saw the door open and Zhou Punan stood in the dark.
I walked over and he looked at me.
I can’t see him, I can’t hear him, I hear his voice. I’m sorry.
I’ve been drinking, I’m a little hot, and I don’t know what’s going on in the cold.
I’m in front and Zhou Punan’s in the back.
It’s like he’s back on the scene, but he’s grown a lot.
The precautions in the eyes are also hidden in the sun.
I walk, I can only hear the wind in my ear.
I’m always silent with Zhou Punan.
I hate to break up our fucking family with a towed bottle that hates him.
He also hates his mother’s determination to abandon his father in the arms of another man, to hate my father and to hate me.
I’ve read the whole novel, and if it had nothing to do with me, I’d only like to know what love is.
But in my book, some of these people’s love haunts me, making me feel much less happy.
Hate can lead to loss of happiness, to imprisonment.
I know that, but I can’t.
I don’t know if Zhouuranan knows that, but I’ve never seen him laugh.
In front of anyone.
A man came forward with long coats and small hair.
On New Year’s Eve, he was so alone that he felt more alone.
I intend to pass with him, but I do not want him to stop.
I saw him, about 40 years old, skinny.
The eyebrows are somewhat familiar.
I went on, but I didn’t hear the snow from behind.
Zhou Punan also stopped.
He’s two metres apart from the man, looking at each other.
I realized for a moment that it was Zhou Punan’s father.
Only Zhou Punan was sad at first, but not his father.
This is a non-transparent figure in front of me.
They look at each other for two seconds, and they don’t feel like strangers, and they look like two individuals.
The blizzard was still very high, and the man ended up saying, “Being tall.” I’m sorry.
Nod in Zhoupuran.
And then we’ll leave.
On the way back, the atmosphere remained quiet, but I could feel Zhou Punan’s heart was not quiet.
And suddenly I realized that there was a word in it.
[Zhou Punan was originally named Zheng Punnan. _
That meaningless thing just happened in my head, and it kept on going.
Back home, a big hot table was on the table, I had no appetite, I ate two and left.
Back in the room, finally waiting for Mom’s call.
After their divorce, I feel like the least happy in the world.
I hate Dad and I’m not gonna call my mother who left without a word.
I never asked her why she didn’t take me.
But she’s in her heart and she can’t get in touch with her.
I’ve always insisted that the moment I heard Mom’s voice, it was all broken.
Just because she loves me the most in the world, all I can bear is tears in front of her.
I heard her voice, as if she were in a world apart: “Same, happy New Year.” I’m sorry.
I choked, “Where are you?” I’m sorry.
She doesn’t know.
We asked her, “Why don’t you take me with you? Didn’t you say that I was your dear? I’m sorry.
I heard her cry too.
“Doesn’t it hurt if you don’t have your heart and heart?”
Yang Zheng’s team is in the finals.
I pulled a lot of people to watch him play, and he’s been so hot lately, because of his great appearance and his great skills.
He won the game, everyone cheered.
I’m so excited, I’m so hot.
Call him if he wants or doesn’t want to. I thought he didn’t have a cell phone.
We’re almost there. We’ll meet again sometime.
It’s dark again. I saw Zhou Punan when I walked out of the club.
And he stood alone in the cold wind, and looked at my moment as though he had been waiting for a thousand years in an idolic play.
I frowned: “You came to me?”
He nods his head.
I see him cold and pale, and he’s not touched, except, “How do you know I’m here?” I’m sorry.
“Uncle Meng told me. I’m sorry.
I think my dad sent him again. That’s annoying.
I walked a few steps and Zhou Punan was like a shadow behind me.
I was in a bad mood and turned around.
I turned to him and I didn’t think I was looking at him.
And I paused, and I said, “Then my father asked you not to come to me. I’m sorry.
He shakes his head, “You’re not safe…”
I want to counter him. I haven’t opened the phone.
It’s Yang.
I’ll put him on the line and walk forward and listen to him.
“Called me? I’m sorry.
His voice was clearly heard in my ears from a distance.
I said, “Well. I’m sorry.
He smiled, “What is it? I’m sorry.
I was just about to wish him success.
He said, “Don’t say it, let me guess if I want to be successful.” I’m sorry.
And I laughed, and I played with him, “You’re really too smart, you know that? I’m sorry.
He said, “Then guess what I’m going to tell you. I’m sorry.
My brain’s blank, “What? I’m sorry.
He complains: “Imbecile, certainly happy New Year.” I’m sorry.
I laughed, “You sound in a good mood. I’m sorry.
“I won! I’m sorry.
“I hear someone crying next to you…”
And he was free to say, “Yes, because he lost…”
“What are you doing now?” I’m sorry.
He’s laughing at his voice: “Call you and get an interview.” I’m sorry.
I heard, “Come back and buy me dinner.” I’m sorry.
Then hang up.
I went on in the cold, but it didn’t seem that cold.
On the other side, Yang Zheng turned his phone off and looked at the journalists across the street with their smiles still on.
The journalists were blinded and gossiped who called him.
The man next to Yang, who lost the game, cried so badly that he came to Yang’s place, but he was a young man.
He smiled again, with a little star in his eyes.
” guess what…”
Zhou Punan remains silent behind me.
Soon after, we started school.
Everyone changes in the new semester.
Class masters start with the usual, and classmates listen to them.
That’s the magic of the new semester, a promising opening.
It’s just that I don’t have two days to be happy.
It began with Chen Bent’s sudden effort to learn, and I and Shaddd Lin, as a friend, did not believe, but certainly tried to help her.
Ignorantly, Chen Bent is really beginning to learn.
We play 414 without one and we’re done.
Illustrated and dusty sleeps every day and listens.
I’m the only one who can learn.
However, nothing had been done on this holiday, and it was not known how much it would fall if the examination were opened.
Chen Bent often asked me some questions, and if I told her, I would not, or was not sure, going through the books with her.
But if there’s an enemy in Chen Bent, it’s not like Chen Bent is better.
Chen Bent try to learn to get Zhang Sang’s attention.
So Zhang Sang’s day-to-day one more, and every day the sun turns.
At first, we didn’t know that there was an enemy between them, and it was funny to hear Zhang Sang’s strange tone, especially Lin, and he laughed strangely, and Zhang Zang Zong Zianyang laughed and couldn’t control it.
Zhang Sang-sang followed Zhang so much as to make fun of the forest and covered the forest with laughter and Zhang Sang-sang’s eyeballs.
We’ve always thought it was a little spicy in a boring life, but then I soon realized that Chen Bend didn’t smile with us.
She always listens to Zhang Sang-sang without an expression.
That’s not right. I asked her. She told me she’d been compared with her mother since she was a kid.
Because Zhang Sang-sang was left behind for a test, Zhang Sang-sang’s mother came to brag about Zhang Sang-sang’s studies.
If Chen Bent had the will, she would have sworn to learn Zhang Sang-sang. Unfortunately, Chen Bent has learned the benefits of lying down since he was a child, so she has become less and less interested in learning.
I listened to Chen Bent and I couldn’t laugh at Chang. She was my friend.
“Some people have brains and want to learn.”
She’s got a really weird tone, like drinking and buying and turning.
The forest is full of laughter and the dust is learning.
These two are really skinned and pissed Zhang Sang off.
“What are you laughing at? I’m sorry.
“What are you studying? I’m sorry.
It’s really annoying to be like someone else, but it’s for Chang Sang-sang.
I’ll watch the play.
Lin was so angry at her, she couldn’t laugh, and the dust was so sad and she laughed: “Sorry…”
Zhang Sang-ming was a wise man and saw me watch the show in the back.
“Only four of you will learn nothing for a day, and you will be given a flat score. What good are you? Nothing. I’m sorry.
And she opened fire on the Dustwood, saying, “Do you still follow me? Why don’t you learn not to sleep all day? You think you’ve been acting crazy in your class all day, and you want two gym class classes for your kids? I’m sorry.
We all sound different, and if we don’t give the class an average score, as she says, we might just listen to it as a joke, but the problem is that she’s not always lying.
“You can’t go to P.E.” You had fun last time on the snowball. Why didn’t you study in class? I’m sorry.
I stood up and said, “Wait, we’ll be ahead of you in the midterm.” I’m sorry.
She swooped and then laughed.
I stopped her from saying, “And the next time I ask you not to go down in front of your face, if you’re going to apply for a gym class in the middle of the dusty forest. I’m sorry.
Zhang Sang’s face is stiff: “No, no, no, no, no.”
I’ll talk and learn.
Dust and woody, which have always been heartless, have also been stimulated, threatening to learn.
Chen Bent is angry and no longer chooses to lie down.
“I can’t believe I’m still alive! This time I have to go beyond her! I’m sorry.
I think we all have a lot of ambition.
And then I said, “Don’t be blind at this initial exam, write your questions and see what we really do.”
Subsequently, the initial examination was opened.
Two days later, the list came out.
We’ve had about four weekends at the milk and tea store to analyze the results.
I started with: “I’ll go first, top 730.” I’m sorry.
There were just 1,000 students in our grade group.
Chen bends behind him: “Show 821. I’m sorry.
Dust: 912. I’m sorry.
Lin Yong: 922. I’m sorry.
Four of us are silent.
Lin said, “Let’s see where Chang Sang-sang is. I’m sorry.
The four of us started looking one at the top.
Finally, Chen bends to find: “Here, 701. I’m sorry.
And the forest exulted: “It’s not as scary as I thought. I thought that she had a lot to offer, and that’s what happened.” I’m sorry.
Not just Lin, I thought so.
Seeing that she didn’t get that high, I slipped my breath.
We inspired morale and started studying in the milk and tea shop.
By the time we’re done with the papers, it’s dark.
I’ll see you tomorrow.
Zhou Punan is standing at the door again.
I’m losing my temper. I’m sorry.
And Lin went on to ask me, “Who are you talking to?” I’m sorry.
He looked up, it was Zhou Punan.
Although they don’t even know what my relationship with Zhou Punan is, they’re all on my side.
“Go, I’ll take you home. I’m sorry.
Lin stood by me, against Zhou Punan.
Zhouuranam was not affected at all. He followed us halfway.
Lin started by deliberately talking to me to isolate Zhou Punan, but soon disappeared from his silence.
Zhou Punan’s silence is strange, he does nothing, but silence is like an infection.
Who’s happy with him?
Zhou Punan suddenly said, “I can help you.” I’m sorry.
Lin won’t talk, wait for my attitude.
I don’t think so. I’m sorry.
The first time he laughed, he mocked: “You will never be more than Zhang Sang Sang.” I’m sorry.
I was so angry: “Why do you say that?” We can hire a teacher, not you alone. I’m sorry.
He smiled and looked at me, “What about the classes?” You’re not going to class? It’s not long since after school. And it takes time to adapt to the way a teacher speaks, and I am your classmates, and I am listening to a teacher, and I will be closer to you. I’m sorry.
I listen, I realize he really wants to help us.
He’s right, there’s a lot of dust, Chen Bent and me, and there’s a lot of hot blood going on at this point, but it’s hard to keep it going if it’s empty.
We do need someone who can take us with us.
I’ve decided to work with Zhou Punan, and I don’t care.
With my consent, Lin, the dust and Chen bend began to ask Zhouuranan.
At first, they were very obstinate, and then, when I saw Zhou Punan, I did make it quite clear that I would start my class and go to Zhou Punan.
Zhang Sang-sang’s day-to-day sun: Can some classmates not go to someone else’s house every day? Don’t they bother you?”
The three of them pretended not to hear, and Zhou Punan was as beautiful as ever.
The next day, Zhou Punan changed seats with his classmates in front of Lin Ho.
Chang San’s face is green.
We’re running ahead with our eyes on Chang Sang-sang.
The class students, who came to ask questions about Zhou Punan, were surprised to learn that Zhou Punan was not a talker, but asked questions.
The next month we’re all going straight up, I’m ahead of Zhang Sang-sang, and Lin bends like her.
There has also been a significant rise in the dusty forest, and they are happy to find progress in their efforts.
With Zhou Punam’s shoulder, he said he’d take him to basketball.
Zhouuranan’s face looks like constipation, twisting his face and saying he doesn’t know much.
Lin won’t listen to what he says, and the dust goes straight to the court.
I don’t know.
After another month, we started the midterm.
This is my battle for dignity with Chang Sang-sang.
It’s a happy ending. We won.
The day Chen Bent got out, the four of us went through this, and we got more friends.
The class teacher asked a few progressive students to talk about their learning experience, and we unanimously decided to have Chen bend this lay-down.
It’s just a class meeting, and I saw Chen Ben for a long time.
She was a little nervous at first, but she was getting fluent.
When I sum up a good learning approach, Chen bends his eyes and stares at Zhang Sang-sang: “I will learn to work harder, not for what others see me, but because I want to learn myself.” I hate living in the eyes of others, and I hate comparing. I’m sorry.
The Chen bend of the class glowed and attracted more eyeballs than I saw her on the first day.
She’s right. The moment she saw her grades, Chang Sang-sang was no longer important.
It is hard for me to say what it is like for you to do your best to remove the thorns on the road, to think that you can take the flat path that you had hoped for, and to find that you are more on the cliff.
It’s not a loss, it’s the future.
The good thing is, it’s almost six months later, and the dust finally caught up with that Aoi.
We plan to celebrate together.
It’s a lot warmer, and we don’t want to eat hot pots anymore.
In the barbeque, me and Chen Beng, Lin Ho, Zhou Punan first arrived to pick up his girlfriend.
His girlfriend, Sun Si-han, was caught one time late when I first started school.
It’s just she’s gentle, just telling me next time.
That’s how we met.
Sun Shih-han is here, Lin’s horns are starting to rise, and it’s going to be fun.
Zhou Punan sat in the corner and had a little smile on his face.
He’s been playing ball with Lin for months, tanning and growing up.
Sitting still in the corner at this time is also a bit less of an alienity to the world.
I don’t know. It’s not my fault. I always feel like Sun Siam always looks over there.
My suspicions are not false, and the two days have been boring.
He came to me, “I had a fight with Hamish. I’m sorry.
I waited for him to say the next word.
“Because she’s always asking me about Zhou Punan…” A small face is full of sadness.
“She won’t love Zhou Punan at first sight…”
I’m the mother solo, but I think it’s better to talk about things like that.
I told Sushi to ask Sun Si-han and not to hesitate, and the worst result would be to return to the bridge.
He listened and decided to go to her.
I’m afraid he’s impulsive.
It’s only a few seconds later.
When I caught him in the back, I knew I was in the playground.
I ran over, and I found the dust watching the other two, Sun Si-han and Zhou Punan.
Sun Si-han has a letter in his hand, it’s beautifully packed and the envelope is pink.
On the other hand, Zhou Punan kicked his hands in his pocket, with a bit of shame on his face.
My hands on my face, this fucking dog blood.
The dust was washed out, and I stretched out my hand and I didn’t even touch the horn.
Sun Si-han was a little surprised, but he went straight to Zhou Punan.
He pushed Zhou Punan in his hand: “This is how I treat you as my brother.” I’m sorry.
Zhouuranan’s face is white and frowns are watching the dust.
“I followed her with my heart for six months, and you took her away so easily.” It’s the son of a lover, just like your mother! I’m sorry.
After he had said that, all the people present changed their faces and Zhou Punan looked straight at me.
I suddenly felt panicky and I didn’t know how Shizuku knew about it.
Sun’s hands around his arms, “Calm down, it’s not what you think…”
Smuggled his arms and looked at Sun’s eyes with pure sadness: “What is it? I knew you didn’t like me. I just couldn’t stand it.
The dust is gone, Sun Si Yan is standing there.
Zhou Punan was watching this farce, from beginning to end, as if reading someone else’s story.
He looked at me again before he left. It was a dark day.
Sun Si-han has the love letter in his hand.
I didn’t open it, I just looked on the cover and the deposit was a name I didn’t know.
“My friend gave it to me. She liked Zheng Punan in junior high. I’m sorry.
I happen to see a line of cartoons, but it’s cute.
Zheng Punan.
And a very red little heart.
“My friend is in high school with Zhou Punan, and she’s older than him. She’s in love with Zhou Punan for two years, and her family had to send her abroad when she graduated from high school.
So she wrote me a letter telling me that if she had a chance, she’d show him.
She told me there was no hope, just to end her two years of secret love.
But nobody thought Zheng Punan became Zhou Punnan and came to the same high school as me.
I thought at first that it was like Zhou Punan didn’t like talking to people and that there was nothing to do in school but study. Zhou Phun Nam is too lonely.
My knowledge of Zheng Punan comes from friends, and she says that Zheng Punan looks pretty good. She said that Zheng Pu Nam was very helpful, that it was dark in the alley after winter night, that all the girls who came home were afraid, and that Zheng Pu Nam had risen early in the morning to replace all the dark lights with bright white. The alley in the night became the brightest place on the street…
The only time I saw Zheng Punan was during the summer, when we went shopping with him, when he was wearing a sports hairbelt with a basketball in his hand.
Who’s a good-looking kid?
His face was white, and he smiled with shame, and he answered with the wrong mouth.
I can’t stand to hear it. It’s not like I remember Zhou Punan. It’s not like everyone here remembers him.
“I ate with you that day, and I saw Zhou Punan’s face was the same, except that he was thin and much taller…
I didn’t admit it, not because of his external changes, but because of his darkness and silence.
Zheng Punan is shy spring grass, vibrant.
Zhou Punan is a silent windbell, empty of its watch. I’m sorry.
It’s spring and summer, blinking and four seasons.
Yang’s race has reached the world, and his training has been tight, but it has been followed by one victory after another.
All four of our learning achievements have stabilized, and Sun-hyun and Duo explained what happened to Zhou Punan and promised a little more sense of security in the future.
I didn’t know why the dust knew about it and then forced him to ask him, and all three of them knew about my relationship with Zhou Punan.
Turns out Lin’s family and my dad were partners, and they knew him, and Lin came home and mentioned me several times, and they knew about it.
Lin and Zhouuranan apologized for not saying anything, as usual.
I told them not to go outside.
A week before my birthday, I accidentally found a letter in my dad’s study.
It’s a love letter from a long time ago.
I’m looking at Dad, writing it to Zhou Ya.
I opened the letter and realized that Zhou Ya was the goddess of Dad’s student age and the love of the moon.
The letter was filled with the pure love of my father, but I couldn’t bear it.
At the end of the letter, Dad wrote:
– I know you don’t like me because your heart has given you everything.
– So I’m not sending a letter.
I frowned. Dad hasn’t left a man behind for years.
What about Mom? Alternatives?
Because time is a little flat and the anger about Dad is rekindling into my heart.
I was angry, but not so impulsive.
I decided to put in place a plan for the transfer of all Meng’s assets so that they would have nothing.
I was so excited about the revenge plan.
The next day, Dad said he’d take me back to the house.
It’s another place. It’s not luxuriant, but it’s warm and quiet enough.
Ever since my mother left, I’ve been keeping Zhou’s mother and son here.
I promised to go back, but when I got there, I found Zhou Ya Zhou Zhou Punan standing at the door of the old house, as if they had come from the old house, as if they were the owners.
Even though I had just decided yesterday to take revenge, this moment was unbearable, and I pushed my father out of my shoulder.
and shouted at him, “Let them go, I’m sorry.
Dad stopped and didn’t understand why I’ve been with Zhou Ya Zhou Pu Nam for so long and suddenly erupted.
It’s worse than my dad and I having a big fight.
He looked at me like he’d never seen anyone before.
Zhou Ya is going to advise me.
I pushed her away, and she almost fell and was held back by Zhou Pun.
I ran into the old house and locked them all out.
Zhouya is moonlight. What about my mother?
What am I?
I thought Meng was suddenly out of love with my mother, but I was born out of love, but I didn’t think he was ever in love with Zhou Ya.
I don’t get it anymore. What am I?
Maybe it’s just a responsibility.
I locked the room and kept myself under the covers, and the old wooden door was still open.
I know Dad brought them in.
I feel so sorry for my weakness that I can’t protect anything.
I’ve been in bed all afternoon. My midway dad knocked me down for dinner. I didn’t say anything.
He came and left several times.
I cried and fell asleep.
There’s something that’s always out of control, so people call it an accident.
I slept until midnight, and suddenly I heard a violent noise. I woke up from my dream and I saw a smoke in the room and a fire coming from the door.
The door was still being filmed, and it was loud.
I jumped out of bed, I was busy with the door, and the doorknob was already a little warm.
Dad showed up in front of me in a fire, he was so anxious, he didn’t say anything, he used wet towels. In my face, then pull me downstairs.
I’m on fire.
I caught him right away, and Dad was choked by smoke, he couldn’t stop coughing, and he said to me, “Now is not the time to play with him.” I’m sorry.
“No, you come with me.” I’m sorry.
I dragged him back and the fire had spread.
I touched the bedside key and opened the balcony door. Dad thought I was going to jump. He was coughing.
I ran him over there with a little slide.
He paused, and that little slide was buried in his memory and now saved our lives.
We left this house on fire and ran outside to breathe.
He looked at the fire and realized Zhou Ya.
He pulled out a towel, covered his mouth and nose and had to run back to the building.
I grabbed his hand and he threw it away.
I had to follow him forward, and the flames spread relentlessly, and the stairs of this old house were made of pure wood, at a time when they flourished.
A few steps have been rocking.
I can’t get up, I can’t get down.
But Dad insisted on going up.
I saw the windowsill in white and I shouted, “The windowsill!” Windows! It’s on the window!
Dad finally changed his direction and ran with me to the building. That’s Zhou Punan’s room.
Zhou Ya and Zhou Punan are opening their windows and are jumping down. This is the second floor. It’s a great chance to jump down. The stairs are too old to walk.
Dad looked at Zhou Ya, and I was anxious.
I look at two people in the fire and I’m sick of them, but I didn’t mean to curse anyone to death.
I want them alive.
The windows of the old house were locked because they were empty for years.
When Zhou Punam hit a wooden window with his elbow and the window swayed, the flames rose.
He carried his leg, kicked it in a wooden window, which finally broke and fell from the second floor.
I was happy, but I saw the next second that the roof floor collapsed with fire.
I didn’t have time to say anything. Zhouya pushed Punan next week and was thrown into fire.
Zhou Punan fell from the second floor like that piece of wood.
I can’t see Zhou Ya’s face, but the white figure is gradually being swallowed up by red light.
Zhou Punan fell down and broke his arm’s thigh, but struggled to run into red light.
Fire alarms were reported around the area and ambulances and fire alarm vehicles came along.
Zhou Punan was in a coma in an ambulance, and I turned around and saw my father crying.
Love doesn’t even matter if it’s alive or dead.
Zhouya died and I don’t know who to hate again.
Dad was like 10 years old at once, and life was really weird, and the day before I was in hatred, I vowed to make them lose everything.
I didn’t think it would happen in another way.
When Dad came in front of me in the fire, I forgot what I said the day before.
I was his favorite, even in the fire, and he couldn’t remember lying next to him.
He forgot his white moonlight and instinctively filmed my door.
I should not doubt fatherly love, whose love is the most difficult thing in the world to disappear.
Zhou Punan woke up without saying a word, and the whole person was staring at the ceiling.
I saw his tears cut down from his eye.
Zhou Punan was hospitalized and his father buried Zhou Ya.
I went back to school and sat on my seat all day.
I feel like I’ve lost my target. I shouldn’t have any emotions since Zhouya died.
But I don’t want to talk. I don’t want to talk.
I’ve never seen life or death, and the knowledge of my miserable life is in only one book.
It’s a sudden story that makes me want to stop targeting Zhou Punan and to get into trouble with them.
I’m just a character with hundreds of words in my book, and the male master’s adolescence was just one.
It just says he’s miserable, but it doesn’t say why.
All I wanted to do was not live for the man. I thought I was in control of myself not having trouble with Zhou Punan.
I didn’t get in trouble with him, but Zhou Punan’s 15 years of age is still miserable.
What about my 25?
I’ve lost my target, I’m still alive.
A few days later, the teacher suddenly called me out, and I followed him to the hallway, where he said I had been given a day off.
I don’t know who else can take my leave.
But I’m leaving, at the entrance to the school, standing on a high-choice man.
It’s Yang, he’s back.
I couldn’t walk any more than a dozen steps from the entrance.
I stood there, watched what Yang and the doorman said, and walked into school.
Come to me.
He was only one step away from me, and We looked at him, but he became blurred.
Whose birthday is this?
He reached out, held me in hand, led me step by step out of school.
The moment the tears fell, I saw Yang, I gave up the world and the world forgot me.
Yang will come and ask me who’s on my birthday.
When I’m lost, Yang will hold my hand.
He lit the candle, and that was the only candle in the dark.
“How did you get me off? I’m sorry.
He laughed, “I said I was your brother. I’m sorry.
I wonder, “Did our teacher believe?” I’m sorry.
He shakes his head: “How wise are you, and he disbelieves.” I’m sorry.
“How did you get me off?”
He said, “Because I met a teacher from junior high, he told your teacher that I was your brother. I’m sorry.
He laughed, and I thought that at first his parents had not come to a parent’s meeting, and he made me pretend to be his sister.
Every time he failed his exams, I was talked to by his class teacher.
Even though he always told your parents to come here, he didn’t understand.
But every time he said I was out of school, it was dark.
The best thing I could do then was that my teacher wasn’t him.
I was dragged out of my memory by Yang Zhao: “Blow the candle with a wish.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t move: “You’re not playing anymore? How to come back to me?”
He doesn’t answer. Look at my eyes.
I knew him too well, and suddenly I was afraid he’d yell at me.
But he did not scold me, but said, “I miss you suddenly. I’m sorry.
I blew out the candle when my tears were about to fall, and then it was dark.
And I was able to hide my weakness, and Yang carried me into his arms in the darkness, and his voice was light: “No good.” I’m sorry.
Yang came back and gave me blood once, and he couldn’t stay with me forever.
I still have to walk on my own.
After my 16th birthday, I suddenly remembered that one day a year ago my father held my shoulder and said it was my brother, only five days older than me.
Nobody remembers Zhou Punan’s birthday.
I went to the hospital and there was only one nurse around Zhou Pun.
He didn’t sleep. He saw me and closed his eyes.
I do not know what to say to him. The book says that we are the enemies of every flag.
Time spends one minute in silence, and I think of what Sun Shih-han said and of the books I read.
We said to Zhou Punan: “You will be a great man.” I’m sorry.
He didn’t talk, but he buried his head in the blanket.
We said, “If this road is too hard for a man to lead, go to Zheng Punan.” I’m sorry.
[Zhou Punan was originally named Zheng Punnan. _
He still doesn’t say anything. He’s got a drum bag.
I concluded by saying, “I shouldn’t hate you. You don’t hate me either. I’m sorry.
It stems from my prejudice against Zhou Punan from the beginning.
I thought he was a fixed hero in the book, and I was destined to be a cannon. I thought Zhou Punan was a good learner, a good grower, and a step-by-step success was fixed in the book.
But I ignored him under a 15-year-old sentr fence, and I neglected him to pick a light to read at night.
I even felt that his silence was fixed in the book, but I didn’t think he had anything to say.
I just want to suffer, but I never see others suffer.
When Zhouya died, I first became confused, and I hated her so much, but she died.
What am I supposed to do? Forgive her?
Love and hate are small things in life and death, aren’t they?
But I’m the victim. Why forgive her for the evil thing?
She’s miserable, but did I do that?
I think of these problems every day, and I lose my way of life.
I didn’t realize that I was involved until Yang appeared.
I saw Yang in the sun and laughed at me.
I didn’t know what reality was at that moment.
I’ve been trying to distinguish between who’s right and who’s wrong, and I’ve been trying to make a difference.
I saw Yang Zheng, remembering the past without these.
I think I’m far away. She’s blurry.
Zheng Punan is far from me, and he’s confused.
But that should be what we really look like, not a fixed role, not a fixed, decent villain.
Everyone makes mistakes, everyone has a reason.
We cannot forgive him for his personal fault, nor should we remain trapped in the scene because of whose fault.
We should all come out.
Zhou Punan decided to leave, and Dad didn’t do much, he just gave him a lot of money.
The twists and diversity of life are inevitable.
It says that Zhou Punan stayed at Mon’s until he was 25 years old, became a great businessman and eventually annexed my father’s company.
Our role in the drama is to make Zhou Punan a pedal of pride.
But now that Zhou Punan has decided to leave, his life course will be different.
Life is its own and no one has the right to decide in their place, not even the story.
Zhou Punan left before I last met him.
His legs and arms are much better, but he needs to be raised.
With that unharmed tape on his shoulder bag, his room, where he had lived, opened a window and the wind bell sounded under the wind.
He lived for a year, left nothing, took nothing.
He was a young man who came alone, and there was only one backpack on the day he left.
On the day he left, he kept looking at me with his heavy eyes.
He said good-bye to me, but he said nothing but to his eyes.
And We said to him: ‘Bye. If there is another meeting, then you will be Zheng Punan.’ I’m sorry.
Zhou Punan left, Dad was at the office somewhere, and I was in an empty and wide house.
It’s a big day, and it’s full of light.
1. Later
Shortly after Zhou Punan left, Dad decided to leave the country after he went out and handed over the company to his subordinate.
I was handed over to Mom.
I didn’t even have time to say goodbye to Chen Ben, and I got on a plane and flew to Mom’s city.
But that’s fine. I don’t like to be honest.
We’ll be in touch on the phone at the beginning, and we’ll be less connected with each other as the seniors get more busy and they live a different life.
It’s all gone now, and I’m looking at the chat records on my phone, the last time it was a college choice after the high examination.
I sometimes miss the first winter snow in the north and more often in a small town in Gangnam.
Yang Zheng said he had recently returned, had taken his dream and had eased his relationship with his family.
Recently heard that his family was getting married, and he pulled me into a shield.
I’m just kidding. I’m so good to be your parents when I’m older.
It’s rare that he didn’t kiss me, he just smiled.
The tail’s entwined, like a kid.
I’m blushing, reaching for him.
He asked if I’d go back for the summer.
I asked him, “Look who?”
He looked at me, “Look at the view.” I’m sorry.
We went back to the city. Yang said to take me back to high school. I gave him a white eye: “That’s my high school, and I’ll lead you. I’m sorry.
High school was no different than three years ago, students were on vacation and there was no room for silence in the school.
And We walked along the shades of the forest, and We passed through it, and before it was the exposed playground.
I didn’t think there would be anyone else in the playground, and I was going to leave, but I saw the three men get more familiar.
And the sound of Chen’s bends went out into the playground: Quiet! I’m sorry.
And as soon as I walked forward a little, I saw that it was the turn of Chen and the dust and the forest.
And the forest was as thin as it was, and he looked at Chen with rage: “You must say who you love.” I’m sorry.
“Do you have to say this?” I’m sorry.
Lin will raise his fist and will be thrown into the dust.
I was shocked, but I was invincible, and Yang was pulling me behind, and I threw him away.
And I ran and cried, “Calm down!”
Lin’s fists stopped in the air, and all three of them turned around and looked at me.
The hot summer air rolls in the heat, and I look at all three of them as if they were in a deformed world.
They looked at me like three years ago.
The forest is still so impulsive, the dust still likes him, and Chen bends and dyes his hair.
I don’t know what to say, because it was just a critical situation, and I felt a little overwhelmed at once.
“You’re back.” I’m sorry.
I don’t understand why your relationship is so bloody. I’m sorry.
The three of them were a little embarrassed and explained, “It’s really just giving Chen a corner to the script.” I’m sorry.
Chen Bent is now a short video blogger.
I think it’s funny. I want to laugh more when I look at these people.
Everyone’s fine.
We are back together, as if we had never been staggered, and the stories we do together about youth are the little boat of friendship for the rest of our lives.
Yang says I’m going back to see his mother and I’m going to play again.
The role this time is to meet a boyfriend’s parents’ nervous girlfriend.
Yang paid for a bunch of stuff and put it in my hand before the door.
“Don’t be nervous. I’m sorry.
I said, “What’s the matter with you? I’m sorry.
He laughed like a fox: “That’s what you said. I’m sorry.
Then he opened the door cleanly.
My heart beats, my hands sweat in two seconds, and I’m really starting to get nervous.
Is Yang Zheng toxic?
The door was opened for the next second, Yang’s house was empty, and I turned my head and saw Yang laugh at me.
“You son of a bitch, I can’t believe I can do this to fool you.” I’m sorry.
He laughed badly.
I haven’t talked to him in days, no matter how much he begged me.
Until one day he texted me.
“Come on, hurry up!”
Followed by an address.
I don’t want to go, but he’s too sure about my mind, and it’s urgent, and he doesn’t tell me anything.
I’m restless and curious.
Finally, when I arrived, Yang Zhao was surrounded by a bunch of great men, and the leader, Brother Hanai, was vicious.
Yang saw my eyes, “Hey, my girlfriend’s here! My girlfriend can hit you a hundred. I’m sorry.
I turned my head and I left.
The poor Yang is in the back: “Simon, leave me like this…”
I know he’s a psychopath, but he’s still a little angry: “What am I going to do with you this time?” I’m sorry.
And he said, “You can see it.”
I said, “Who will drink tea when threatened…”
Besides, you’re Yang, and I’m Meng.
He didn’t get mad at me, he laughed, and he said, “Then you don’t know what I’m going to do next. I’m sorry.
I said, “I don’t have time to play with you. I’m sorry.
“Be my girlfriend.” I’m sorry.
I looked into his eyes and fell into his eyes, and I heard my voice: “It’s acting again.” I’m sorry.
He laughed, “Yeah, for life.” I’m sorry.
Qatar
On the day that Zhou Punan returned to his house, Zheng Zheng looked up to him and looked at him: “Come back. And then he went down and wrote on the paper.
Zhou Phunnan was also silent, and he only nodded his head, no matter what Zheng can’t see.
It’s only a year since he’s been silent like Jung-hyun.
At around 8:00 p.m., Zhou Punan’s room door was knocked, “Eats ready. I’m sorry.
Zheng Zheng was standing in a small kitchen when Zhou Zhou Pun went out.
Two people ate noodles without a sound, and said nothing at this time.
After a long time, Jung suddenly said, “She’s gone? I’m sorry.
Zhou Punan stopped and noded his head.
Zhou Phunnan was not sure that Zheng was in love with Zhou Ya, but only later he often saw Zheng hang around.
He saw Jung with flowers to see Zhou Ya.
Zheng Zheng only does maths and buys flowers every day.
Zheng Zheng looked at the flowers and often forgot to do the math.
Zhou Punan’s heart is sore, he’s always so sad, but no one can see it in his face.
On that day of Mon’s house, he sometimes looked outside the window at the new green sprouts.
At school, sometimes the math teacher said something about knowledge, and he felt bad.
I don’t know.
He’s been through a lot. He doesn’t understand why Meng is still so happy and has so many friends.
He doesn’t understand that Zhou Ya has been ignoring him.
Since childhood, Zhou Ya has forgotten to cook for him and has grown up, and Zhou Ya has not hesitated to send him to boarding kindergartens.
Some of the uninhabited and uninhabited children are beaten up in two groups, and the non-inhabited children are said to be the ones the parents do not want.
Dad’s cold, he doesn’t laugh, and his favorite thing about going home is sitting at the desk.
Mom said it was Dad’s dream, but Zheng Zheng lost his job.
Zhouya was going out to work, and she went out for a day, and when she came back she saw Zheng Zheng Zheng or sit at the desk.
She’s cooking again.
Slowly, Zhou Ya is getting late.
Zheng Punan didn’t know anything about school, but he came home one day and Zhouya told him to pack.
Cheng Punan doesn’t know why.
Zhouya said we were divorced.
Then Jung-joon stood in the house and stayed still.
If Zhou Phunnan actually felt Zhou Ya ‘ s love for him, once upon divorce with Zheng Zheng, nothing was left for him.
The other one was in the fire.
Meng went to save Meng’s words before he could think, and Zhouya ran into Zhou Punan’s room in the fire.
Zhouya did not hesitate to push him away when the beam burned down.
Zhou Ya never cared if he could eat enough, never whether he would be bullied, never whether he had a fever and never remembered his birthday.
But she finally died trying to save himself.
Nor is Zhou Punam’s love, even worse.
He had no idea why a good life was like this.
So he can only remain silent.
He always remembered Zhou Ya’s last look, his eyes were empty, nothing.
He can’t understand what Zhouya wants to say to him.
It’s just that, forever.
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Meng likes that girl for a long time, and boys at basic work like Zhou Ya.
She looks so good, she looks so cute.
But Zhouya only likes Jung-joon.
Zheng Zheng is the best person to learn, and he is also very good-looking and has never been as careful of himself as most boys at this age.
He only wore blue uniforms.
Zhouya was with him and only wearing school uniforms.
The entire class knows that Zhouya likes Jung-joon because she brings her breakfast every day and only smiles so nicely at him.
But Jung doesn’t know that Jung only likes to study, he only likes math.
People say that the flower of High Ridge is attractive.
They graduated, Zhouya did not catch up to the flowers of the High Ridge, and Meng did not catch up to Zhouya.
After many years, the school reunions, only the three of them.
We’ll talk about them at the table.
They say Meng is a rich man.
Everyone says Zhou Ya and Jung-chul are married.
People say Jung doesn’t like Zhou Ya at all.
They say Meng really likes Zhou Ya.
In the past 20 years, young people who used to be older had been reduced to life by triviality.
Zhouya didn’t want to put up with the daily work, and she watched Meng go into this luxury store…
Later in the fire, when she got up to Zhou Punan and was thrown into the fire, she remembered the young Zheng Jun who used to wear blue school uniforms.
She saw Zhou Punan fall from the second floor, and the fire was so painful on her body, and suddenly she remembered that the boy who was always smiling had been a long time ago.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
