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He doesn’t know that I spent 10 bucks to get someone to yell for him.
Then he pulled out a ring and handed it to me: “I want to take a wedding leave. You take a wedding leave.
Pay you ten bucks. I’m sorry.
I’m a bit dazzling, because I never thought that there’d be a light day for dark love.
What?
“There are others…”
Say that when.
Moijiang’s cold hands have gone into my clothes.
I’m in a coma, I’ve noticed people around me, and I’ve been holding my hand out.
Him.
“Where does it hurt? *Mujiang side by side blocking the eyes of others *
Swallow.
That’s so sweet.
Especially in front of Mojiang. I feel like I’m losing my self.
Look at him.
One.
Check.
It’s an appendicitis fever. It’s for surgery.
I feel like my hands are shaking and nervous.
It’s hard to pull.
“Get changed. Have you notified your family? I’m sorry.
Moijiang walked into the door in a white coat and the long legs were completely invisible.
I bited my lips, and said, “They’re flying tomorrow.” I’m sorry.
“It’s all right, tonight I’m…
Stay with you. I’m sorry.
I:
If it wasn’t for the hospital, I’d be in surgery in 15 minutes.
It might be touching, but now, I’m totally in a position to move.
Because the doctor who performed the operation was Mujiang.
Two.
I was alumni with Mojiang, and I knew him at college, but in our student age, our relationship was never harmonious, and we often fought about the student union department, and then I left the department with him.
I’ll think about it. If I’m not sick today, I’ll probably have to hang out with him.
“Mujiang marches. I’m sorry.
I had a drum in my heart, thinking of the aftereffects of the surgery that I had just searched on my phone, and the scar.
Scared?
Mojiang leaned down and looked at me, laughing in those dark eyes, like playing with kids.
“Can you sew me better when I close my wounds?” I’m sorry.
“The wounds are on the stomach and no one can see them.” I’m sorry.
“Who says nobody can see! I’m sorry.
I used to argue with Mojiang, almost the first time I rebuffed him, and I was afraid of what he had seen. It’s not wise to offend a doctor before the operation.
“My future boyfriend saw it, what to do…”
I argued.
“Oh, I forgot. You’re a girl and you don’t have a boyfriend.
FRIEND. I’m sorry.
I:
3
Incandescent light on the face.
Finish the anesthesia.
I suddenly started to panic. I felt the nurse’s sister standing next to me.
Stay on the lips.
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
“Fear…”
I have a small voice, but once I hear Moe’s coming through the door and talking to people, I close.
Go on, cover yourself up.
I’m completely naked, covered in coverings, left only the abdomen. However, this bastard Mujiang-sang, who pinched the meat on my stomach, I was so angry.
I can’t let his name out of my teeth.
“It’s quite meaty. I’m sorry.
I:
There were a couple of laughs, and there was a lot of harmony, but I was lying there and I was scared.
All right, until, with the anesthesia, the consciousness starts to faint.
4
I started dreaming.
I dreamt I’d be at the same place as their medical students when they took the graduation photo.
Land.
When my classmates were laughing, I hit Mojiang in the middle.
I’m the tall one with Moijiang’s face.
And some push.
That’s the only meeting I’ve had with him since we left the department.
Actually, I kind of liked him.
It’s just that Moijiang is too bossy. He always does what he wants.
Others countered, totally macho.
“Muse, wake up and stay awake. The voices of the Mojiang movement are beginning to whirl over again.
I’m confused, I’m moving, but I feel so tired.
“Murshue, you’re 6th grade and 424 again. I’m sorry.
I:
I was really almost awakened, wrinkled, trying to make a move, but I did.
Good sleepy.
For a little while, I fell asleep with the anesthesia.
I know it makes sense not to sleep after anesthesia, but it’s true.
Good grinding.
If it wasn’t for Mujiang, I’d be asleep.
5
If you don’t sleep, it’ll be hard to eat.
Really kill me.
“Look what I’m doing. I’m sorry.
I bit my lips, I looked at the kids next door, and they were eating.
Water.
Mojiang lost his smile, kept his head down and played with his cell phone.
I wrote a line:
Look at you.
I did my best to eat, but I didn’t think that when my farts were just brewing, the bastard Mujiang-san came back and said, “Do you feel it? I’m sorry.
His voice is down.
My feelings are gone.
I really hate him…
Six.
I didn’t think I’d hate a man for not farting.
At 1:00 p.m., I was so hungry that I was allowed to drink porridge and eat olives!
“And a little bit more. I’m sorry.
I looked in the porridge and I had a little olive frown.
Mojiang’s lips were tied, his hands were taken off his coat, his white shirt was shown and his folding bed was laid by my bed.
“Don’t eat too salty.” I’m sorry.
I:
I had my lips, I actually wanted olives, but I saw him tired and wanted to spend the night with him and work with me today.
7
Sleeping Moijiang shatters the edges, and my eyes are pierced by five fine officials and white skin.
The curtains floated and there was a light on his face.
I blinked, quietly bowed down and continued to drink porridge, and left the little blankets on the bed on Mujiang.
Mojiang’s eyes were closed, and he said, “There’s a conscience. I’m sorry.
I bite my lips, “Give it back to me. I’m sorry.
Mujiang ignored me, turned over and went back to sleep, and I didn’t even notice it falling on his belly.
I really wonder if I’m here to see someone…
8
When my parents came, I was asleep and Mujiang was still awake.
When I opened my eyes, my mother smiled at Mojiang and whispered with my father, who looked at Mojiang. I had a bad feeling I had to pretend I wasn’t awake.
“Wake up and sleep? I’m sorry.
My mom was so sharp, she sat down and she was like, “When she got to the hospital, we talked.
A boyfriend? My girl can. I’m sorry.
I:
“No! No! He’s not my boyfriend! I’m sorry.
My mom snobs, “Well, that’s fast. Why else sleep next to you?
There’s an office. I’m sorry.
I:
I don’t know how to counter it.
My mom said, “This kid is a good-looking and a doctor. You finally got a boyfriend.
Mom’s happy. I’m sorry.
I:
My dad smiled, he didn’t talk, but his face showed everything.
The couple looked after me and left me with my laundry.
We’re not in the hospital anymore. We’ve been out for two.
From the moment I woke up and left, they were fast as a crowd in the theater. I turned my head and wanted to see when Mojiang woke up.
Hit yawn.
“Are you awake?”
I look at him with his eyes open, but I’m still trapped.
“Do you pretend to sleep?” I’m sorry.
“Yeah. I’m sorry.
Mojiang’s got a bad answer.
“You’re single, right? I’m sorry.
I took a deep breath, and I instinctively tried to talk to him in my head.
Do you still sleep with me? I’m sorry.
Mojiang’s waking up, pulling his mouth, “I want to sleep in a folding bed, okay? I’m sorry.
I:
“You want to sleep with your sister. I’m sorry.
The kids in the room had big eyes, candy in their mouths, a decent place.
Out loud.
I:
Moijiang’s mother just walked in the door, grabbed the kid and laughed:
“I’m sorry, my kid’s mouth. He’s sleeping for fun.
Yes, uh…”
Want to play with your sister?
I:
And then, at the end of the day, the little friend’s mother felt something wrong, laughing and explaining:
“No, no, uh, don’t be embarrassed. I’m sorry.
“Uh, no. No shame…
I was embarrassed by Mojiang, almost speaking with one another.
One glance, and then the sights moved.
Plum.
There’s no ghost.
I’m embarrassed to grab my toes.
9
Fortunately, the little friend and his mother were discharged and Mujiang left in a hurry.
I’m the only one in the room lying dead waiting for delivery.
It’s another day of death. He’s really lost his mind. Cell phone buzzing.
I looked at the news coming from the editor, and I remembered it.
Fill it out.
Whiskey!
I blinked, looked at the letters and couldn’t even return.
I know you’re online. 520 today, you went out with your boyfriend?
I almost laughed when I looked at the porridge.
The only thing in the world is probably my lovely editor’s porridge and my readers think I have a boyfriend.
Because I’m too late.
My readers would have said, “No update today, I don’t believe you’re single anymore.
“Hello. I’m sorry.
Mojiang-sung is staring at me with his head upside down.
Not good.
I got scared, I grabbed my phone and protected my horse.
Ace.
Mojiang left two takeaways on the table and took a look at me.
Smile, “Who rarely looks. I’m sorry.
I blinked, looked at him, kept covering my phone, “You can go out. I’m sorry.
“I’m hungry. I’m sorry.
Mujiang came back to me, sitting by my bed and beginning to tear down his own delivery box.
The hand with the knife went off with the rubber gloves, and it got more eyes, more roots, more long, and it was pretty good to pick a delivery.
I took a look at it, and suddenly I felt like the hand of the writer, and I hesitated to take out the phone and want to film it for writing.
Results
Cellular flashes are still on.
10
When the light’s on.
My inner OS: OS, destroy it.
Moijiang was blinded until he opened his mouth, so I explained: “I accidentally pressed it wrong.” I’m sorry.
“Leave lies and never find a boyfriend.” “I’ve got a buzz in my head and all of a sudden I think about what my roommate said about me.
“If Murch likes Mujiang and doesn’t confess, he’ll be single for four years. I’m sorry.
I was really widowed for four years.
And this time, I’m in the middle of a whole bunch of shit, and I’m like, “I want to do this.
Your hand. I’m sorry.
Moijiang picked his frown and probably didn’t think I was so honest.
Hands in front of me.
These hands are beautiful.
When I reached out, I had the urge to wear a ring for him…
“There’s nothing to shoot. I’m sorry.
Mojiang is probably confused about my behavior.
“I just wanted to film your hand like this. I’m sorry.
I’ve got my cell phone to adjust the filter, and I’ve got a hand out there that makes Mojiang learn.
Moijiang’s face was like a smile, but it ended up with a gesture.
The remotest distance in the world is between me and you.
Porridge information jumps in. I couldn’t help but laugh and then I stopped taking two pictures and told her back.
Eleven.
“Can’t you film it?”
“Take it. I’m sorry.
Mojiang’s dead.
I went on talking to the porridge until Mojiang put chopsticks on the table.
Go on. I looked up at him and then I went on talking.
“If you don’t eat, it’ll be cold.” I’m sorry.
We said, “It’s nothing. I love to eat cold. I’m sorry.
Mojiang’s dead.
I was just about to keep talking. Someone’s hand has reached out and picked up my phone.
Put it on the table.
Hey! What are you doing?”
I was unconscious to rob my cell phone, but Mujiang put chopsticks in my hand.
I:
“I’m not finished! “Eat first. “According to the doctor.”
Listen to Mojiang’s undesirable tone.
I sat around with my mouth shut, and I opened the plastic seal of chopsticks.
I felt like I was being pulled.
Back to school.
12
That time, he was hungry because he couldn’t fight.
I can only sit in the corner of the canteen and eat while crying.
The more I want to get angry.
I thought there were few people in the cafeteria that day, and I sat in the wrong place, and nobody could find out.
I’ll be able to get around to it, and I’ll see you in front of me.
I’m sitting across the street.
I’m suffocating my face and I’m tearing my tears off and I’m eating, pretending I didn’t see anything.
But as soon as I cleaned up, I noticed that Mujiang was looking at me.
It’s light, it’s small.
I almost thought he was coming to the show. It’s an outrage to think, a man like him! That’s why every schoolgirl after him is chasing.
Don’t let him go!
“What are you looking at?”
I noticed Mojiang’s eyes were never removed from me.
Get up.
Then Moijiang returned to me: “How do you know I look at you if you don’t look at me? I’m sorry.
If my dad hadn’t taught me not to cry in front of the enemy since I was a kid, I’d hardly be able to breathe.
To cry.
I don’t want to see him anymore.
And now not only did I see it, but I saw it in the same table.
A table for dinner.
13
Just as I was in my memories, the words of Mujiang brought me back to reality.
“Piprika”?
He’s staring at the green peppers in my cabbage, squirting his mouth a little bit.
Hit it.
I pretended I didn’t hear you. I was just about to take the box.
It’s covered. I:
I tried to pull.
Mujiang didn’t let go. He kept pressing the box.
I can’t eat! No taste at all!”
In a standoff, I’m starting to start a conversation.
He’s fighting.
Mujiang looked at me like he wanted to stop talking.
A word.
“I’ll treat you to a big meal, for a few days. I’m sorry.
“Big meal”?
I look in the eyes, and I look in the eyes, “Don’t bullshit me! You’ll never have a wife! Marry an old man.
She’s a female tiger! I’m sorry.
Mujiang is probably about to be laughed at.
I’m on the run, you can add my wiss. I’ll give you 500 down. I’m sorry.
I: ?
So good!
14 Successfully added tweets.
I’m looking at the porridge’s porridge, jpg, and I’m ready to light it up.
Let’s see what you wrote me. I’m sorry.
I picked my eyebrow and I showed him my phone screen.
Name, or you…”
Mojiang is staring at the screen, looking away, like considering something.
I feel like I’ve been trapped, I take back my phone and check the screen, and I make a sound.
“What are you looking at? I’m sorry.
It’s a clear-cut hand-to-hand hand-to-hand.
Table, but it’s just passing.
The nurse called him. He got up and left.
I:
I miss you.
I looked down at the porridge and I saw her supplement.
Three words…
The manuscript.
I blinked, a little blindfolded. Look at the porridge boy’s head. I feel a little wrong.
There’s something to think about, but I soon rejected it.
I’m at least a writer, or I can tell the difference between reality and fiction.
How can Mujiang be jealous of this?
I’m not his type, am I?
I’ve asked this question many times in the middle of the night.
My roommates say he likes straight black and I’m natural.
I’m gonna pass.
When I saw him fighting with me, I gave up.
Moijiang: Transfer 520.
I leaned on the bed, and looked at the extra twenty, and I couldn’t help it.
It’s the first time I’ve ever received a boy’s handout.
It’s a down payment, but didn’t he say turn 500?
I didn’t mean to ask.
Turns out the girls with the target are mostly in the 520s.
Eating is even better than 520 roses that dominate the circle of friends.
15
By contrast, I’m miserable.
I’ve been watching other people show their love, 520 this year, I’m still watching and I’m in the hospital.
I don’t like roses. I envy people who send roses.
Baby, three days left!
I looked at the news from the porridge, and some of the porridges, and then I went back and opened up my section.
I couldn’t help but laugh and say, “Well, I’ll update it to prove I’m single.” I’m sorry.
Just say it.
But I’ve been fighting for a second, and the next second I’ve seen the news from Twitter, I’ve been doing the news, and I’ve been watching it.
It may be because I’m easily sleepy after the surgery, and when I think I haven’t had my body wiped, and I get up and walk to the bathroom.
The wind and the wind took off the clothes and the hot water dried it with towels.
I can’t help but look at three gauze stickers in my abdomen and I can’t help but stick them in my hand. 16
If there are limits to shame, then I should have reached the limit.
Because I heard Mojiang before I fainted…
Now I don’t even have a cover…
If so, cover my face.
Whoo-hoo!
“Don’t move. I’ll see if the wound breaks. I’m sorry.
I lay on my bed, covered in hot towels, embarrassed with my skin and my voice, “You”
I didn’t see anything. I’m sorry.
“It’s not like I haven’t seen it. I’m sorry.
The Mojiang has slowly pulled the veil and wiped the wound with a cotton sticker.
“You are no different from rabbits in my eyes and in my lab.” I’m sorry.
And I was dazzling, and my lips were not squeaking, and I knew that I was in love.
In the eyes of the doctor, I am no different from the meat on the board.
It’s different in my eyes.
He’s not a doctor. He’s Mujiang. I’ll be more nervous and shy…
I couldn’t sleep at night, I thought I’d stop talking about the river, but I opened it.
Doctor…
It’s like putting your mind in the text.
Tell strangers I still seem to like Mojiang.
The first time I’ve ever liked someone, I’ve met him again, and I’m still moved.
17
The next day.
Mongjiang didn’t show up for half a day.
I’ve got work to do. I’m too slow to type my phone.
Keys, mail the computer again, and it’s getting cold.
In order to work, I had to look for Mojiang.
But when I came to the hospital, I was pushed in and now I’m out of ward 123.
There’s something strange about it.
“Doctor Mu, who are you in ward 123? I’m sorry.
“Students. I’m sorry.
Mojiang’s answer was very sarcastic, and he didn’t even want to answer. “I see you go to ward 123 all the time. I thought she was your sweetheart. I’m sorry.
“You gotta be kidding me. I’m sorry.
Mujiang denied.
I stood at the door of the room and breathed like I heard it clearly.
There’s nothing to be sad about. It’s just like being stabbed.
Not if you don’t like it.
I never felt like him. I just wrote too much.
It’s just a delusion.
I didn’t borrow the computer. I cut my meat and bought a notebook.
Looking at the new computer, I think I should start by buying a new one, not going.
Find Mujiang.
I’ve changed an old article and some cardboard.
Porridge, it’s off speaker.
The morning’s already gone.
No one’s going into this room except Mojiang.
He won’t come in either.
I don’t know how long it took 18 to talk.
I’ve reworked the frame, as suggested by the porridge, but I still have a few heads.
Ouch.
Why don’t you just say it’s fun to write and change the crematorium.
I’d like to rewrite one of my books.
“Oh, baby, hard work. I’m sorry.
The porridge may have been up late last night, and it’s been a long talk, but it’s a sound.
Out soft.
I can tell it’s a soft girl.
I was holding on to my jaw, knocking on the mouse, turning on the doctor’s text, and I had it in my heart.
I can’t help but say, “Porridge, have you seen the doctor’s writing…”
“You wrote a doctor’s book? I’m sorry.
“Yeah, I had bad luck. I had the surgery, I wrote it. I’m sorry.
When the voice fell, the congee on the other side of the phone laughed.
I’m a little desperate to sighs, I’ve cleaned my cell phone, and I’ve looked down at the door.
But it was discovered that Mujiang was standing there with a hotpot in his hand.
I stopped, put out my hand and turned off the phone and broke the laughter of porridge. “What are you doing standing at the door? I’m sorry.
He’s also talking about a doctor in white coats, who looks like the elder of Mujiang.
They still look like each other.
Mujiang looked at me and came in with a warmpot, whispering, “This is my mother. I’m sorry.
“Hello auntie. I’m sorry.
I went back, put my hand on the computer and looked at Mom and said hello.
Even though I was born to know myself, I could talk to anyone.
Honey, I’m still a little afraid to talk.
I was afraid I’d say something wrong.
“Hello. I heard that his classmates were here, so I wanted to come over. No fight.
I’ll give you a break. I’m sorry.
Mrs. Mu is superior, like a very classy teacher, but does not seem to be too aggressive.
“How come, auntie came to see me. I’m so happy. I’m so hot.
It’s a day to go. I’m sorry.
I picked up the phone in due course. I cleaned up Mojiang. I found him looking at me.
Don’t look.
Mrs. Mu opened the hot pot and the fragrance spread in the room. I didn’t think Mrs. Mu would make a special soup for me.
Come on, but it’s a long talk…
“Much, do you have a boyfriend? I’m sorry.
“Is there anyone you like?”
There’s no boyfriend, there’s someone you like, but you can’t.
I said, “No. I’m sorry.
19
Looks like Mrs. Mu left the room laughing.
I know more or less.
I don’t want to sit down and play with the starter.
Talk.
“You’re good in front of my mom. I’m sorry.
Mojiang’s suddenly making comments.
I looked at him, and I didn’t want to talk to him.
I don’t know.
“Not to me”?
I didn’t squeak. Mojiang stretches his hand and pulls me in the corner, and I slap him in the back.
Pop a bang in the room.
It’s quiet back there.
He’s gone. I don’t care. He sleeps in a blanket.
But I can’t hide from you. I can’t hide from you.
Every morning the hospital was checked by a doctor with a group of people.
“Does it still hurt?”
It doesn’t hurt. I’m sorry.
Every time you go to Mojiang, you have to ask if there’s anything.
I’m here to ask questions.
“How was your sleep last night? I’m sorry.
“Good. I’m sorry.
“Is it cold at night?”
I took a deep breath, I kind of wanted to turn my eyes, but I couldn’t stand it, just pretend I wasn’t.
There’s an emotional answer machine.
“Not cold. “Do you want some fruit?” I’m sorry.
“Doctor Mu, I’m fine. Go check on someone else. I’m sorry.
Mujiang looked at me in silence and looked at me in a strange way with a bit of frustration.
I wrinkled, suspected he was taking the wrong medication, and I turned my head down and started playing.
The machine.
He left after being dragged by someone close to him.
20
The fourth day after the operation.
It’s hard for me to be quiet and change the script, but it’s still easy to get sleepy.
I was going to do it for a while, and I heard the door open as soon as my eyelids got heavy.
Sound.
It’s Mojiang coming in.
Probably thought I was asleep.
Moijiang’s soft hands, I don’t want to talk to him, so I pretended to sleep.
“Turkish. I’m sorry.
Mojiang whispered to me. Maybe it’s close. I’m breathing like he’s got a fragrance.
I kept my eyes closed and I kept on pretending to sleep.
He’s not in front of me.
Really?
If it hadn’t been for this face, I wouldn’t have laughed into the student council, but I’d have cried.
Out!
By the time I got out of the nest, he was gone. There were two boxes of mangoes cut on the table.
As a mango lover, I don’t have a line. I’ll take 50 bucks for the Mojiang.
Get up.
You’re not asleep?
Mojiang, come in. I ate mango with a box and didn’t return him.
Why don’t you listen to me?
I left my phone behind, listening to the buzzing sound of a mango.
When you’re ready to eat, you pick up your phone and you almost choke on the screen.
Stop eating mangoes during menstruation.
I:
I don’t know what Mojiang’s idea is, either delivering fruit or running in the middle of the night.
Cover me up, sit next to me sometimes.
Knock on the door, he just ran out.
Two nights in a row, sometimes I wake up and see him sleeping by my bed.
It’s probably after surgery with a mask on his face.
Looks like weird pains.
“Mujiang marches. I’m sorry.
I can’t help but talk.
I just woke up in front of Mojiang.
I said, “Do you mind me?” I’m sorry.
♪ Black eyes in white coats, red lips ♪
“It’s so innocent” and it’s a bit of a good-looking thing to say.
I bit my lips and I wanted to say something, and the next thing I said, “Leave this to you.”
Take a shower. I’m sorry.
I:
All right, I’m here for the rest of the day.
“Oh. I’m sorry.
I leaned on the bed, watched him leave the room, and I came in with another bag.
The lips, the sight falls on his hand. There are people in this world who do not know.
In my novel, I’m happy.
When I feel it myself, there’s only one thing inside me — man, please.
You guard the man.
The first time I found out, the hospital bathroom was soundproof. I could hear water sitting outside.
The sound of flow, as an unprofessional little transparent writer, my mind is a little confused.
Chaos.
Can even imagine how the current fell on the mermaid line…
I’ve had a couple of drinks before Mojiang came out.
Wait, I’ve got 10,000 grasses in my heart…
There’s really abs, there’s really a line…
If it’s someone else, I’m starting to like it the next second, but it’s Mojiang.
Okay, I’m thirsty again.
“I’m thirsty too. I’m sorry.
Mujiang came by with his feet and stood next to my bedside cupboard and started with a kettle.
And pour water in the face of my eyes, despite his tight waistline.
I:
“The water’s gone…” “The river’s turning towards me.
I, uh, shook his glass.
I blinked, and for the first time in my life I knew what beauty was.
This guy really doesn’t treat me like an outsider.
“Oh. I’m sorry.
I took a look at him, looked at his innocent face, and I saw myself.
The water in the cup was gone and the glass was swayed.
Yes, I am.
However, the next second, Mojiang suddenly fell down and came close, and a black eye fell on me.
I’m scared of water in my mouth. I’m covered in a bed.
Get up.
There’s something wrong.
I got up a little bit, and I had to put my hand out of Mujiang, and my hand touched him naked.
On the neck of his shoulder, he had to swallow the water, and suddenly he choked.
Mujiang was so busy sitting by his bed and patting my back.
Gotta shake his hand.
“Well, well, I was wrong. I’m sorry.
Please forgive me. I coughed and looked at him, and I just felt like I was going to have my stomach cut open.
I don’t know if it’s psychological. I really feel pain. I can’t help it.
“It’s your fault, I’m coughing and my wounds are hurting!” I’m sorry.
“The wound hurts? Show me. I’m sorry.
Moijiang’s got his hands on my shirt. I bit my lips.
The floor was sulking, but he lay on the bed and watched his hand lift his clothes.
“Doctor Mu…”
The door of the ward was pushed, the little nurse’s sister was shocked, and in her eyes, I…
He was lying on the bed, and Mujiang was naked on the upper half, leaning by the bedside.
Most afraid of the air being quiet.
Excuse me. I’m sorry.
“Oh, no, no.”
Pop, little nurse closes the door fast, and I’m just saying it.
I:
I can’t talk at this moment. I’m sure the dog’s blood story can only be written.
Yes, because it’s really embarrassing to find stitches.
I frown and say, “You better explain it to someone! I’m sorry.
Mujiang snuggled me with a little veil and whispered, “You’re almost out of the hospital, afraid of what.” I’m sorry.
I paused and thought he had a good point, but then I looked at him and said, “Well, you, you’re a doctor and you’re gonna work here. Aren’t you afraid to be gossiped?”
Moijiang’s cold hand reached my abdomen and swiped me with the rest.
I:
I’ve got my lips and I’m trying to move my eyes away, but the abdomen of Mujiang, it’s so tempting.
I’ve been thinking about what my little friend said…
“You want to sleep with your sister. I’m sorry.
22
The wound did not crack, but I was lost because it meant that I had two days to be discharged.
When I was a kid to see me, I was just so excited when he left. I’m sorry.
I bit my lips, and I had a little tummy, “Yeah. I’m sorry.
“You’re still alive.” Congratulations. * I can’t help but look at her and say something *
I’m getting out of the hospital. I’m so sorry. I was so scared when I came in.
“Why don’t you say something?” I’m sorry.
I look at the dressing in the ward, and I’m a little bit pretentious.
Yeah. Don’t want to go. I’m sorry.
“I see you’re the doctor. I don’t want to go. I’m sorry.
I:
I turned my head at her.
“I know what you’re going to do with your ass.” I’m sorry.
I laughed, squeezed my fingers, and grunted, “It’s kind of moth, but man
My family doesn’t like me. I’m sorry.
“Think about some girl you wrote, chase a boyfriend, spend the night in the company.”
The door. If you like it, you’ll be a few more years.
And I said, “That’s what I wrote and besides, the man loves her. I’m sorry.
This is the first condition of a two-way journey to kill a man who’s going down.
What’s going on is dog food.
Besides, in real life, there’s a lot of people who fear shame, rejection, loss.
I’m one of them.
I can write another novel this time of day…
“Who are you looking for?”
One of the doctors in the office saw me accidentally, laughing and asking questions.
I didn’t see Mojiang’s face, I laughed, I shook my head and ran back to the ward.
Just half a day.
I went back and forth from the ward to the office many times, and finally I saw the little nurse that night, and I was embarrassed to go back to the ward for a while.
When Yomo arrived at noon, I got out of the room and was about to pass the nurse’s station and heard the little nurse’s saying, “Sister, Dr. Mu is still in surgery. I’m sorry.
“Uh… ah, oh.”
As if I couldn’t speak, I was embarrassed to find something for myself, and I saw the weight scales on the side, and I went up, “I came to call it weight…”
But standing on the scales of weight, I was blinded and groaned, and it was not until the number had suddenly surged that I could turn back on my own.
Mujiang was standing behind me in a white cork, and his feet were on the scales, and he was smiling, “Why are we losing weight before we get out of the hospital? I’m sorry.
“No.” I disproved.
“Have you eaten?” I’m sorry.
I said, “Not yet. I’m sorry.
Mojiang, “Shall we?”
I:
It’s all in my mouth, but when I’m dealing with Mojiang, I say it all.
I’m afraid I won’t be able to catch him myself.
Pacific again.
“Much! What are you doing here? I’m sorry.
“Aah?”
I turned my head and saw my cousin. I was just about to talk.
The first step, took me off the title.
My cousin may have known Mojiang, stood up and held my waist.
“Hello, teacher. I’m sorry.
Mojiang’s face slightly changed.
I looked at my cousin, “Teacher.” What the hell?”
“This is my trainee. “Hey, I heard you were sick. I came here to practice.
Okay. Let’s go get you something to eat. I’m sorry.
I:
23
In the ward.
My cousin opened the chicken-fried delivery box and ate the scent of a chicken wing.
Porridge, I feel like I can’t eat anymore.
This guy, he ate so well in front of me, he’s really inhuman.
Mojiang opened the door and walked straight in.
“Teacher, it’s not yet time for work. I’m sorry.
I couldn’t help but laugh when I looked at my cousin.
I can’t laugh.
I have no reason to think that Mujiang is so serious. He’s staring at his cousin.
“There is still information in my office that is not finished. I’m sorry.
My cousin bit the chicken leg, stood up silently and left, and ran out with a fried chicken box.
Okay.
Mojiang sits in his seat, opens his lunch box and starts eating.
Not a word.
I’ll keep my head down and eat. The day after tomorrow?
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
The sun fell on the table between me and Mojiang, and I kept my head down and my eyes were down.
And only his two-bone hands.
There was silence in the room, but my heart was beating.
There’s always a moment when I think Mongjiang might have liked me a little bit.
Want to fight for his likes.
But reality is so cruel, Moijiang said so clearly, don’t play this game.
Smile.
24
My cousin loved to stick to me when I was a kid, but when we grew up, we were rarely together.
Play. Now’s a rare opportunity. He’ll run towards me if he doesn’t move.
Not more than five minutes, the Mojiang will be here.
In the afternoon, there was an operation by Mujiang, my cousin had too much fried chicken and a stomach ache.
I was lying in my room, squeezing, “I knew I wouldn’t be with him.”
There’s a lot of work to do. I’m sorry.
I couldn’t help but say, “It’s you who ate the wrong thing, okay? It’s hot.
I’ll have a cold drink after the fried chicken. I’m sorry.
My cousin was so angry, he cried, “Why didn’t you look at me, sister? “Well, have some hot water and sleep.”
Later. I’m sorry.
I looked at him with my head and turned the air conditioner on.
I’m looking out at the sun, and I think I’m losing my mind.
The impulse is gone.
Mongjiang seems tired, with so many jobs, sometimes it’s too late to eat.
As my cousin fell asleep, the boy began to be covered again.
Go, jab him in the face. He’s too big.
Gas.
The door in the ward was suddenly pushed.
By the time I saw it, there was no one at the door.
The door, but when the hand was on it, it looked at the head.
On the back against the wall, the eyes were red and the eyes looked at me.
“What’s wrong with you…”
When I walked out of my room, I slammed the door.
Look inside twice.
But immediately after that, I was dragged by Mongjiang, and the whole man was back against the wall.
“Mujiang”? * The first time I’ve ever been * * * * I’ve been * my head buzzed * * I could have taken off my *
And he said, “Oh, you got something. I’m sorry.
Mojiang leaned down, and he kissed me, and his tongue touched me unexpectedly.
The current, like, reached my limbs.
The fragrance of Mojiang’s fragrance is scattered between his lips, and it’s like he’s rising.
My legs are soft.
“Mue Que… eh? Where is he?”
The sound of cousins lost.
I was so nervous that I couldn’t get to Mongjiang’s shoulder, and I tried to push him away, and then I got into it.
A little distance away from me, and it finally gave me a breath.
Result, next second.
Mongjiang knocked on the door of his room with his hands.
I:
“Who is it?”
My cousin came to the door and watched me and Mojiang walk away.
“Teacher?”
Mujiang didn’t pay attention to him. He just took a look at him.
Kiss me!
“Mum–“
To be honest, the atmosphere is a bit awkward, and the Mojiang movement seems to be angry and provocative, kissing very hard, scaring me, not to mention that my cousin has been stoned.
25
And when my cousin was scared away, Mojiang’s breath stopped, and his nostrils pointed at me, and his dark eyes burned at me, and he whispered, “He ran away.” I’m sorry.
I’m holding his horn, and he’s holding me in his arms. I feel like I’m getting hot. I’m sorry.
“I kiss you, he dares not to stop.” I’m sorry.
I can’t help but think of someone who’s more serious than me.
I looked on my lips, and I looked at the little look of Mongjiang, and I was nervous.
Mujiang looked at me silently and didn’t know what he was thinking, and came a little closer, whispering, “Be angry and beat me, don’t ignore me.” I’m sorry.
He was too close to me, and the fragrance surrounded me, and I almost stood against the wall, and said, “No angry.” I’m sorry.
Mujiang blinked, as if he was testifying.
I put my hand to his chest, and I couldn’t stand his eyes, and I whispered, “I’m not really angry.” I’m sorry.
“Doctor Mu. I’m sorry.
Between my eyes, I saw a middle-aged man in a white coat looking at him, and he was so serious that he was a headmaster in the early high school.
I always knew the Mujiang perpetrator was proud, but I didn’t expect him to face the middle-aged doctor, with a rare humility, to hold my hand and look at me and go to his office.
I was worried.
“Fuck! I’m sorry.
I saw the look on my face when my cousin came back, and I looked at me a few times, I couldn’t believe it, and I said, “You have gone too far, and you have a bad heart for my teacher.”
Don’t wait for me to talk.
My cousin said, “Don’t break up with him. I’m going to train him for a year.” A year!
I said, “I haven’t talked to him yet. I’m sorry.
“Then hurry up!” Don’t waste your life on him! I’m sorry.
Because I often write about my cousin, he always thinks I’m talking to someone, and I’m a queen.
I don’t know if I’m alone like a dog.
It’s probably too scared to do it, and the cousins are so excited that they’re going to want to do it for me, so I don’t have to do it for him.
I had no idea that the first step in the development between me and Mojiang was not me and him, but my cousin.
26
“Muchue, I bought you mangoes. You too, teacher.
“Much, stop playing with your phone. I bought you a projector. I’m sorry.
“Much, look, are these two clothes, teacher? What do you think? I’m sorry.
I know that my cousin wants me to eat fruit with Mojiang, watch movies with a projector and even buy two couple’s shirts, but is afraid that Mojiang won’t like it and is asking on a test basis.
However, Mojiang’s face remained as cold as ever, looking down at his cousin, from entering the door to sitting down, and finally saying, “You’re busy?” I’m sorry.
The way the Mojiang behaved unbelievably, the child was blinded by his cousin’s voice: “Teacher, I–“
“Get yourself something to do. My cousin looked at me.
I smiled and whispered, “Listen to your teacher.” I’m sorry.
My cousin took a deep breath and begged me to look at me, and then after I nodded, be good.
Be good and leave.
I can’t help but laugh at him. Turn his head at the look on his face.
Give him the mango in his hand. I’m sorry.
Moijiang, keep your head down and watch the mangoes. I’m sorry.
I:
I didn’t say you bought unsweet…
I looked at him, and I was like, “Oh sweet.” I’m sorry.
Mujiang’s lips are thin, black pupils are staring at me, nothing is said, but I…
But I can feel what he’s going to ask.
Which is the sweetest…
“Mujiang, how old are you?” You can’t be against him.
Be nice. He hasn’t graduated yet. I’m sorry.
I’m really childish by Mojiang, but he’s got no eyes.
No, I can’t say anything sharp. Mojiang wrinkled, as if he had been gassed and stopped talking, and finally said:
“I’m old?”
I was shocked, “I didn’t!”
‘Why can I not fight him?’ I’m sorry.
I looked at Mojiang in my head, and I thought he was squeaky.
Mujiang and I looked at each other for a second, instead of stinging people like we used to.
“Don’t talk about it.” I’m sorry.
I can’t help but say, “Well, don’t talk about it.
About what? I’m sorry.
I wanted to talk about why he kissed me, but the last reason was for me to hold on.
I’m afraid I’ll get the answers later on.
Meaning.
He said I’m not different from the rabbit in the lab. He said I wasn’t.
It’s his sweetheart.
I’ve got a lot of vendettas, so I can’t.
But I’m afraid there’ll be no one to talk to between me and him.
Anyway, who lets me like him first…
The meat that comes out of the door doesn’t eat. That’s a terrible thing to do. “What will you take me to eat? I’m sorry.
It’s bright in front of Mojiang, but it’s not what I like to hear.
They eat seafood, they don’t eat kettles, and they eat mostly in light. I’m sorry.
I:
Maybe I’m feeling bad, Moijiang Road.
Take you to eat. I’m sorry.
I looked at him and said, “I don’t care, I want to eat something good. I’m sorry.
“I’ll cook for you tomorrow. I’m sorry.
I can’t stop laughing, “You can cook? I’m sorry.
Look at me, “Of course. I’m sorry.
27
I don’t know how much moisture Mongjiang’s cooking is, but I’m still trying to give him more.
Split up. I’m looking forward to getting out of the hospital.
Kan, almost scared me. I can’t even eat.
“Oh, no, I’m afraid of pain. I’m sorry.
Who would have thought that when I opened my eyes, my cousin stood next to me with a sling?
Take the wires off for me. I’m scared I’m going straight into the hole.
Cousin: “Ah, you can go when you’re done. * I’m murmured and angry *
Yeah. I’m sorry.
My cousin was always reckless, and I was afraid he would kill me.
Cousin, hey, smile, “Well, I’ll ask the teacher to open it for you. I’m sorry.
I:
Dude, wait for me here.
I just don’t have to go to my cousin’s house.
When I saw my cousin, I walked and reached out to him.
The cousin, uh, delivered the twig.
“Get out. I’m sorry.
Cousin:
My cousin was driven away, but he was still smiling and staring.
I, like, say two words to me, come on.
I:
I know he’s trying to set me up with Moijiang, but I think he’s doing this.
It’s a little dangerous, and he probably doesn’t know how hard it is to be mad at him.
Mujiang has never played dirty, but he’s a black man, and it’s easy for people to show off.
Come on, he’s not mad. He put his hand up the curtains, leaned down and looked at me, whispering, “It’s all right.
Ouch. I’m sorry.
My lips were pierced out of the nest, perhaps out of faith in the way of the Mojiang.
He lifted his abdominal shirt.
It really doesn’t hurt.
But as soon as Mujiang’s hands came to me, I couldn’t help but notice that my face was red and I couldn’t breathe.
And when you suck, and you look at him, your heart shakes like a bell.
When I was discharged from the hospital, Mojiang was not wearing white coats, but was wearing a leisure dress.
The white t-shirt was perfect. I almost didn’t recognize it.
“The luggage. I’m sorry.
Mujiang carried his hand in the suitcase, and his voice was low.
I’m going around looking for my cousin.
“I told him to watch someone else’s surgery. I’m sorry.
I’ve got my lips on my lips, and I was just about to say something.
The yard. I’m sorry.
I noded my head, I didn’t squeak, but Mojiang couldn’t help but ask: “I don’t want to be with you.
Yeah? I’m sorry.
“I didn’t say that. I’m sorry.
I blinked and laughed at him, of course I thought, but I didn’t know if you wanted to stay with me for a while or longer.
Sitting in the train of Mujiang.
My cousin sent me a message: “Don’t reveal my relationship with you, I’m afraid. I’m sorry.
And how afraid he was that I would abandon Mojiang, and he was the one to be recompensed.
I:
28
It was not long before I fell asleep in the Mojiang car and woke up in a light white bed.
It’s filled with the fragrance of the fragrance.
I rubbed my eyes, looked at the dress of this whole apartment, and it was so familiar, especially in the way I liked it in college.
Just about the wind, light-coloured.
It’s a relief that I blinked and touched my clothes unconsciously.
“Mujiang…” I stood up with my hands on my bed and wore my only slippers to get up.
Split, I dragged all the way out.
Open kitchen. Mujiang seems to be making soup.
It’s like there’s nowhere to put a pair of long legs.
The sound just stood up.
It’s like I’ve been dreaming a lot.
“It smells good. I’m sorry.
The smell of that chubby soup in the air, right away.
I stood by the Mojiang and looked at him.
I didn’t mean to do it.
Hey, smile.
“Does it taste good?”
“Hmm! You’re a good cook! I’m sorry.
I swear, it’s a compliment from the heart. I’ve always had a good mouth.
It’s just a few sips.
I fed soup and brought halogen.
I’m so excited!
I love every dish made by Mojiang, and at the end of it, I’m thinking, even if I can’t be his girlfriend, I’ll be his best friend.
Drink and eat.
After eating, I’m embarrassed to let Mojiang wash the dishes, so I brought the dishes myself while Mujiang was looking for a film.
But…
Why is his dishwasher so high?
“I’ll do it. I’m sorry.
Mujiang walked behind me, opened the door in a light car, put the bowl in it, looked up at him in a series of moves, and suddenly found myself too short.
Mujiang seems to have noticed my eyes and laughed.
I frowned on him, “Don’t laugh.”
Moijiang picks up his lips and closes the door while holding it alone, looking down at me and saying, “Okay. Don’t laugh. I’m sorry.
I:
I grunted, turned around and walked out on his big slipper, and he grabbed him from behind. “Again? I’m sorry.
“No, not at all. I’m sorry.
I’ve almost been promoted to the sofa by Mojiang, so I can see his throat.
Put his hand on the projector and hand on the remote to my side.
I looked at him, I picked up the remote, and Mojiang laughed, and I went to cut.
Fruit.
Maybe someone’s laughing too bright.
I couldn’t help but follow him.
Now pretend you didn’t see anything.
The big living room is so quiet.
It wasn’t until the music of the movie that Mojiang returned to me with the fruit.
I feel like I’m watching a movie with my boyfriend.
“Heated juice, don’t drink cold. I’m sorry.
The Mojiang side-by-side soda fell on hot juice.
“Oh, good.”
I was so quiet that I promised to watch Mojiang sit next to me and feel like he’s in the air.
It’s a fragrance, and it’s good to have it on the top… ..and when it’s cleaned up, you can see his bone-skinned hand in the cup, a soft sip, and his throat.
The knots are rolling up and down, the collars of the shirts aren’t buttoned, and they’re hidden.
See the white collarbone inside.
“Cough…”
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
Mojiang surprised me. I couldn’t stop being choked by juice.
Mujiang’s hand was on my back, and there’s nothing to say.
Things always choke on themselves. I’m sorry.
And I pushed him, and I kept my distance from him as far as I could, and I said, “I don’t know.
Way. I’m sorry.
Moijiang: “I’ll buy you a bottle next time. I’m sorry.
We said, “No, no. I’m sorry.
Moijiang just smiled, his lips rose slightly, colder than before, now.
He’s, like, a little light-eyed, so my eyes never listen.
I’m just trying to control myself in silence, and I’m holding a cup and pretending to drink juice, and I’m looking at it.
To the picture of the movie, and then peeked at him.
I wouldn’t have thought I’d have a chance to watch it with Mojiang a few years ago.
Movies.
God knows I was in a class in Mujiang. The English teacher was playing a movie. I was thinking I could watch one with Mojiang.
The movie’s fine, and he’s so cool and he’s so excited.
I slipped through the back door with my bag.
You’re a teacher!
Finally, I spent $10 to get another guy to call for him.
29
The movie was a little hot and finally my eyes were a little soft.
I watched the Mojiang face to face with tears and I found this guy
I fell asleep…
It’s not the first time I’ve seen Mojiang sleep.
He leaned on the sofa with his pillow, and his thick eyelashes leaned.
It’s really high, holding up the whole side face.
I write novels, but I don’t want to paint them with so many adjectives.
He just thinks he’s a little lazy.
Lifting up a blanket quietly, and We covered it upon the way of the Mujiang.
“Turkish. I’m sorry.
I didn’t think he’d wake up when he put it on.
Come on.
Mojiang rubbed his eyebrow, put his body close to me, and down his voice, “Sorry, Ben.
I didn’t sleep last night. I was so sleepy today.
It’s gone.”
Still up?
I know he’s busy, but I didn’t expect to be so busy…
“It’s okay. I’m sorry.
I leaned on the sofa and felt like I was about to be surrounded by the smell of Mojiang.
Look at him, whispering, “You can go back to sleep.
Look. I’m sorry.
Mujiang leaned towards me like he was going to put his forehead on me, and he looked at me like he was tired.
“Will you watch with me next time?” I’m sorry.
I blinked, looked towards Mojiang, noded my head.
Moijiang looked at me in silence, with his thin lips softly, and it took a long time to open his mouth: “Mue Que.
I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
This apology is too late.
I’m a little confused, “Fuck, why the sudden apology?”
“I didn’t know anything before.” * I’m a little skeptical of my own mind *
Apologize.
God knows how many times he cried at me, and his face was pale.
Look at me, come a little closer to me, keep your voice down, “I won’t mess with you again.
Crying. I’m sorry.
I blinked and watched him awake, but he seemed serious.
I don’t think he’s as angry as I was.
The past is over. I’m sorry.
Mojiang responded softly, with a tiny pick of the lip, and held my hand.
I’m scared, I haven’t heard from him yet. He’s been trying to get close to me.
The obscurantious atmosphere is suddenly full.
My eyelashes have been flinching and I have not refused his kiss.
It’s just me and him in the living room.
The sound of mouth-to-mouth entanglement is truly heart-to-heart.
This is the third kiss…
I’m still passive.
In the end, I won’t move, I just leaned in the arms of Mojiang.
And he put his hand over his mouth, and blinked at him, and whispered, “Did you not say in your eyes that I was a rabbit?” I’m sorry.
Who’s gonna keep kissing rabbits?
Mojiang’s throat rolls, sips out, whispers, “Yes, I treat you like a rabbit.
Son. I’m sorry.
I frown:
It’s like mourning, holding my hand, bowing to my forehead, saying:
“The rabbit doesn’t eat grass and I’ve been single for years…”
I:
Who said I wouldn’t!
It was clear that I had to go back to the middle to give up…
“Yo, shameless. You said clearly, “You…”
“What did you say?”
Mongjiang looks like he’s asking kids, waiting for me to talk.
And We said: Thou hast made it clear that I am not of those in thy heart. I’m sorry.
Moijiang’s stunned and turned to me, and my eyes were burning so much that I had the guts to run.
Move, but he’s holding me tight. I’m sorry.
I looked at him with my lips, frowning, “No. *Mujiang smiled and held me in his arms *
Why don’t you come in? I’m sorry.
I pushed him and grunted, “I’m not going to make a scene. I’m sorry.
“Turkish. I’m sorry.
Mujiang held my hand on my head and held me in my arms like an animal.
“Be my girlfriend.”
Okay. I’m sorry.
“Huh?”
Really?
I blinked my eyes, and I was so nervous, and I was so nervous, I felt better.
Quick, unconsciously trying to get up, and then Mujiang took me back.
“Uh Moijiang…”
If I don’t squeak, I’ll hold my hand in my waist and wait for my response.
I’ve got my lips on my lips, I’ve got my breath, I’ve just been feeling the heat of the mud.
Shizuku, even with my mind.
I’m not used to making big decisions when I’m excited.
But at this moment, I put my hand in his hand, and I bowed my head.
It implicitly says a word. “Good. I’m sorry.
The soft kiss fell, and for the first time I responded to Mojiang.
However, at a time when it was hard for me and Mojiang to kiss.
The lights at home are on, Mujiang’s mother and the middle-aged doctor with glasses are standing.
At the door, before I could say hello, my aunt dragged uncle away.
In between, I heard uncle spit, “Why does this kid suddenly take leave?
It’s gone.”
I:
“Do you think we’ve met our parents? I’m sorry.
Someone hugged me and rubbed me twice. I turned my head at him.
Squeezed his face and he kissed him on the couch.
Plum.
With a little tail in May, I had the first love in my life.
External: Marriage leave
You talked to Mojiang?
When I look at the news, I wonder: How do you know? I was going to wait until I was ready for dinner.
We’ll see.
[Giggling] Shit, it’s true!
Followed by, a small, quick-dispatch map of the Mojiang circle of friends…
I can’t reach the dishwasher!
– Where’s the cutie?
Is this really Mojiang?
I didn’t think he was so proud of his friends.
And when he believed, We saw his circle, and there was nothing.
Comment: Sister-in-law gave me 10 bucks for you.
Moijiang:
When I saw it, I was blinded. After the calf! After the calf!
I’ve been thinking that I’m not a friend of Mongjiang’s.
Sending a message to small: Where’d you get it?
Your brother.
I’m: I blinked, I was unconscious, and I found it.
Empty.
Dude.
That circle of friends blocked me!
But I didn’t dare ask. I was afraid to ask.
It’s a bad plan.
Shame.
When will we get married?
I had my lips, almost instantaneous, but the words were:
Way.
Next second, jump in another message.
Cousin: Sister, happy wedding.
I said: “Have you ever seen anyone get married before a month?
Cousin: So I’m waiting for you to break the record.
I:
I’d love to!
I was scared of my own thoughts. You know, I used to lament myself as a single dog while I was a man.
It’ll affect my speed, it’ll be a waste of time to talk about it.
And let’s not mention marriage.
Moijiang was off at 8 p.m., stung his feet as soon as he entered the door, but my heart was empty.
I’m afraid he’s been sitting in front of a computer for 10 bucks.
Ideas, actually, looked at him in the mirror until he entered the kitchen.
Jomo’s half an hour.
The smell of sauce is coming out, it’s coming out.
“Doesn’t it taste good today? I’m sorry.
Mojiang whispered three times. I couldn’t help but laugh. I looked in the eye.
Son, I saw someone walking up and down, and I got scared and I got carried by him.
A kiss in my arms.
“Again for snacks? I’m sorry.
Mojiang’s forehead is on my forehead. It’s like a lecture. I’m ashamed.
It just feels like you’re all in that fragrance.
“No, it’s not. I’m sorry.
Mujiang touched my head and almost carried me to the table with a bowl of chopsticks.
Four dishes and a soup, it’s like a normal couple.
It’s like I’m a smart, cute guy. Cover your face.
Two.
Love fourth week.
My family began to show up with items of life in Mojiang, and his family began to grow.
I’m starting to show up with my hair belt.
At first, Mojiang was always sleeping on the sofa, but gradually, I slept in bed.
Go on.
From two covers to one.
I was pretending to sleep while Mujiang’s hand was holding me.
At the time, I was pretending to sleep, but I was already so nervous.
“Turkish. I’m sorry.
Mojiang whispered to me with his hand in the covers and put me in my arms.
Kissed.
That kiss was too soft.
I can’t help but blink and I can’t wait for me to do it.
The sound, the kisses, the spins, and the skin on the body is getting hot.
“Mujiang is going to be too fast.” I’m so nervous. I can feel it even if the room is air-conditioned.
The back is sweaty.
Mujiang lifts his hand to draw the broken hair of his ears, the cold tip of his finger against my jaw, and the lips.
Laugh, “Just kissing. I’m sorry.
I:
I was a little soft, and I realized I was being followed by Mojiang.
“Sleep, you have to work tomorrow!” I’m sorry.
Someone put his hand in the blanket and pulled me, “But I’m tired at work. I’m sorry.
I grunt, I don’t touch him, “I don’t eat unless I work properly. I’m sorry.
Mujiang is laughing.
I, whispered: “But I want to take a wedding leave. I’m sorry.
I stomped and looked at him.
Look at me, a ring of six claws from somewhere.
In front of me, whispering, “Is it a holiday?” I’m sorry.
Is this, like, a proposal?
I’m a little obstinate, like this is when I realized I was waiting for this.
God, it’s been too long, but I never dared to say it.
Because I’ve never thought about the day when I’d see the light. “Mujiang…”
“You’re on leave, I’ll pay you ten bucks. I’m sorry.
If you don’t wait for me to tell you, Mojiang suddenly breaks up.
The finger’s closer.
I looked at him in silence, and I couldn’t help but laugh. I can tell.
Very nervous.
The four eyes turned against each other, and Mokjiang passed the ring on to my hand in an exploratory manner.
I bow my head and naturally put my finger through the ring, size, just fine.
My heart was soft, my eyes were on him, my lips were up, “Ten dollars is not enough.”
Enough. I’m sorry.
The next second, Mujiang went straight to me, hugged me and made a noise.
“A wife needs anything. I’m sorry.
I was buried in his arms, listening to his happy laughter, and I couldn’t help but laugh.
Hands hold him.
3
Love in May, engagement in June.
In the summer of July, a wedding dress, a pair of red books.
Someone held me behind my back and said nothing. I pick my lips, write it to the end, look at the three letters of END on the computer, long.
You have to look him in the eye for a long breath.
Fan. I’m sorry.
Someone pinched my waist, his jaw against my shoulder, and his voice was low, “No.” I’m sorry.
I said, “Well?”
Someone rubbing my neck, making a really small noise, “I want to sleep with my sister. I’m sorry.
I couldn’t smile, I stabbed him with my hand, and I got carried back by someone.
Room.
