I got a wife in a game, a technical dish, a sweet talk, a very rich one.
When she met her, she typed and said, “Honey, I’m actually a man.”
Isn’t that a coincidence?
I said, “Well, I’m actually a woman.”
It turns out that the most exciting part of the game was not the Man Demon, but when one man demon met another.
And then we went to the park and I found out that the “man demon” was my top and head.
Hello? Hello? Hello?
Can we do this now?
One.
She’s the new girl I found in front of the copy.
It’s not very classy, it’s wearing a new fashion from the game mall, and it’s got the special effects of a shiny weapon, and it looks like it’s a RMB player.
She’s standing in front of a copy of her, screaming: “Please take the Great with me.”
Money doesn’t matter. It’s about helping new people.
I applied to the other party for a team, so the little boss, though technical, would never be in charge, and with the quick payment, we’d get together.
A while ago, we were married in a game because she wanted to join the new couple’s job on the network.
They’re all girls anyway. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about.
In order to make it easier for the team to communicate, I also dragged her into the union, and since then I’ve got a book and a fight. But who knew that she was talking to me in private just before the union was about to organize a foundation conference.
A little girl: Honey I’m actually a man.
She’s always calling my husband. Now, girls often joke about each other, calling each other “husband” or “wife” and laughing at each other.
And at this point, looking at the luminous dialogue box on the top of each other’s heads, I slowly struck out a line of ellipses.
straight man of the universe:…
No, girl.
You think I’m blind? There’s no such thing as a man who talks more sweetly than a woman. Every day on the front line of Kryptonian Krypton in the mall, the verbs are — my geese are so cute!
Right.
It’s a goose, not a baby.
There was a bright man’s voice on the headset, listening to each other’s coughing, and there was a bit of embarrassment in the tone.
“I’m really a man,” he said, like he couldn’t find a word to call me, so he put it down, and he said, “Honey.”
I don’t know.
Dude, it’s not a joke.
I’m a little sleepy.
But the lovely game of cp suddenly turned from baby girl to man? No wonder you’re saying that the Internet isn’t good, and who knows if a tea-seller who talks across the street is a tough guy.
There’s a cracking keyboard bang in the headphone.
I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. I used a man at first, but it didn’t work, and no one’s on the team.
A little girl: And then my friend came up with the idea of getting me to sign up for a girl, saying that women play better in the game.
A little girl: I wanted to talk to you before, but I couldn’t find the right chance to talk, and it’s been delayed until now.
A little twilight: But I’ve been thinking about it for half a day, and I’ve decided to tell you the truth, and I’m sorry for your misunderstanding.
The original fluent banging, which came here to show the suspicion of the headphone.
He knocked for half a day, but the last five words on the screen — you’re a good man.
The sudden arrival of a nice card.
Two.
I’ve been thinking about what went wrong.
This account was created three years ago, when the game was hot and many girls were attracted to the pit because of the beautiful scenery and the face squeezing system.
My roommate, Liao Mei, is one of them.
She’s got herself a big-eyed chick named Little Princess of the Universe. And I picked a handsome man by the name of straight man of the universe. And exaggerate the sea and make me a gold CP in the game.
But before waiting for the wind to change, after three minutes of heat, Liao-mei turned around and played other games. I was the first to be dragged into the pit by him, from the open to the present.
Because I didn’t want to re-establish the number, I kept using the account number straight-on-Cosmos.
Nevertheless, I have never deliberately concealed my sex from the outside world. Most people in the union know I’m actually a girl. It’s just that because I don’t have a habit of talking and shooting in the mornings, and because the game is not bad, many people joke about “the man’s real man.”
“Man” has become a nickname for my union.
One of the chicks immediately gave me a nice card.
You think I’m a man?
That’s a big urn.
I’m too busy saying words to stop each other’s explanations.
Big straight guy of the universe: Wait, what do you call me?
Big straight guy: You don’t think I like you, do you?
A little girl: Huh?
It is clear that the other side was caught up in this question and did not type any more. “The other day, the big white rabbit milk said on the union channel that it would be a party at the end of the year. Call me up and tell me it’s hard to find a cute little daughter-in-law. I’m sorry.
Big white rabbit milk is a trade union’s elder, the favorite gossip and melon eater.
She doesn’t know I’m a girl. It’s obvious that I’m making fun of a chick, but the new guy doesn’t know what’s going on, so she’s in a hurry to come to me and exposes herself to my horse’s nails.
Poor silly kid.
And I told him, “Don’t worry, I don’t like you.”
“Well…”
The man’s voice on the headset, with some uncertainty, seems to be assessing the veracity of my sentence. In order to avoid the other side continuing to get paranoid, I simply opened the team voice button and laughed.
“Relax, I’m not interested in lilies either. I’m sorry.
How could I think of a girl when I saw her as her?
“…”
I thought a little squirt would be relieved, but the headphone was suddenly silent, and there was no current.
The roommate in the next bed smelled like she was screaming.
Lily? Xin-hin, who’s gonna fuck you for lilies? I’m sorry.
That’s a good ear.
We were busy covering the microphone and making a silent gesture to Liao-mei. When we look back on the screen, we find out that the team list of “a little Zip” IDs is dead.
Really?
The fact that I’m a woman scares each other off the line!
After half a mile, the ID was relighted and his microphone was flashing in the list.
“The net is bad. I’m sorry.
I’m afraid I don’t believe you.
“Yes, the net is bad.” I’m sorry.
The other side had two seconds of silence.
When he started to speak normally, his voice was clear, like cold lemon tea in the summer, but now his volume was low because of his shyness and embarrassment, and his voice was snuffed and vomited.
“Well, then we’re even.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t mean to hide it from him, but after all, it was a misunderstanding that led to a simple answer.
“All right. I’m sorry.
And it seemed to me that I heard him light as a relief.
“Ding.” I’m sorry.
The system mailbox at this point suddenly sounded the tone.
I can’t believe it’s a game suit that I’ve wanted for so long but didn’t do it. I haven’t charged a gift or anything since I had a good time with a chick.
Look at the permanent suit in the warehouse with dark purple light.
This is… the shut-up fee?
Master Kim probably thinks he’s got his own program in place and he’s got a little air in his mouth.
“Well, now that we’re open, we can change our names later. I’m sorry.
Man.
It’s not time for you to call my husband cute in the team.
But it’s not right for us to have a husband and wife who’s been making fun of each other, after all, with short hands and now that they’ve lost their nails.
I thought, “Why don’t you call me “boy”? I’m sorry.
He said no and he didn’t want to say no. I’m sorry.
That’s a real problem.
“Then call me Xin, that’s what my friends call me. I’m sorry.
“Hing Xin. His voice was good, he used to call it, and when it was in his mouth, it was so hard to resist the creeps, “You can call me Warm Woo.” I’m sorry.
At the end of the day, the warmth stopped for seconds.
After all, I don’t care to search for the details, and they’re happy to reach a consensus and decide to keep his pretty face in the future and to talk to each other in private.
3
Having said that, this has happened, and interaction is inevitably less close than at first.
I can’t knock it out when I think it’s actually a man across the street.
Externally, I started calling for the ID nickname of Winwoo.
It’s probably because I’m a pervert, and he talks a lot, and he doesn’t wear his new costumes around the team, or he’s got too many cute words, and she’s just a saw.
When a daily copy team was formed, the big white rabbit’s milk was suddenly asked on the team channel.
Big white rabbit’s milk: Zoo, are you emo now? I haven’t spoken since I got a copy. Are you having an affair with a man?
Big white rabbit sugar: Man, you can’t bully a man! What a lovely little girl.
Apparently, this guy was so confused that he thought Wen Woo was a little girl and wanted to make fun of him.
What’s with what?
Thinking of how to resolve each other’s doubts, but seeing a pink dialogue on the head of a silhouette who hasn’t spoken from the beginning.
A chick: Because my husband says he likes quiet girls!
Help!
The water that just entered was sprayed on the screen. It was like I could see Winwoo as a man, banging on the face of the game, and making fun of him.
Big straight-on-Cosmos: What are you talking about?
Big white rabbits: Good guy, the lilies are on. Hit it!
A little girl: Huh?
Big white rabbit milk: Oh, don’t you know yet? Boy is actually a girl.
Win Woo didn’t talk.
I sent him a private letter.
The Big straight guy and a little girl whispered, “How’s the net?
4
Wen-woo blew up completely and couldn’t handle me for days.
He sounded gentle and gentle in his voice. I didn’t know he had a temper. After all, it was my fault that I had to turn my head first, and I had to go down to the copy and put the rare material in it, and give it to Wen-woo in a limited fashion.
This fashion is designed to accommodate Halloween.
A little black devil suit, where the role is worn and the skills are used, can also trigger special effects.
I watched the little black demons on the screen constantly experimenting with special effects, and I fell into my head. Looking at this picture, it feels like something’s wrong, but it doesn’t come back.
Wynn-woo’s had enough.
A little twilight: Never again.
Thank you so much.
Suddenly I feel like a man who buys a bag to make his wife happy.
I can’t help it.
I don’t know.
5
They all say that a quantum change triggers a qualitative change.
When awkwardness reaches certain extremes, one wonders why. On the next day, Win Woo broke the jar and recovered the old girl.
According to the parties themselves, that was because he had been a pretty girl before, so that he could only continue as he had been.
While it may sound reasonable, Winwoo is a bit too skilled and too natural. In particular, the use of pigment has reached the level of pure fire.
[union] A little twirl: Are there any new twirls to get a new copy in a few days?
[union] Psychic: Huh? Did you get a new copy?
[Union] A little twirl: I see a twirl!
[union] Big white rabbit ‘ s milk: Seems to be, it just came out. It’s pretty good news.
[union] A little chubby: Well, we’ll all be together.
I couldn’t help but say, “You’re not embarrassed. I’m sorry.
He was working with me alone on a day-to-day job, so basically I was brushing my head in front, and he was rubbing fish in the back, or he could give me some blood.
When he heard my speech, he said, “Did you not see that this is the fastest call for a team?” I’m sorry.
Ignorantly viewed the trade union channel, which did blow up a number of people who had to group up new copies.
Listen to this calm analysis.
I couldn’t believe it if I wasn’t with Wen-woo.
Wen-woo then went on to say, “Well, it’s time to get back to school. I’m sorry.
I said, “What? I’m sorry.
That’s a dangerous idea, my friend.
I said, “You are not afraid of me poking through you.” I’m sorry.
He thought he would be as false as he had been before, and who knows that the other one was just saying, “Well, if you want to go, go,” and that said, “You are an accomplice.” I’m sorry.
I’m:
Seems like there’s nothing logically wrong with it.
I’m sorry!
I don’t know.
Six.
Ten o’clock lights are off, and it’s almost 9:30 when we’re done.
I had a private chat with Wen-woo after I packed the material in the package.
straight-on-Cosmos: I’m coming down. The bedroom’s going out.
A chick: Are you still in school? (sniffles)
Big straight guy of the universe: Uh, senior. By the way, you don’t have to look like you’re talking to me.
A little chubby: Oh, wait a minute.
After half a minute, the dialogue box is flashing again.
A little twig: It’s off.
Meaning.
I couldn’t help but ask him.
What does that mean?
A little tweezer: text.
A little tweezer: A friend’s input method that inserts a proper face at the end of the sentence based on the key words you type.
That friend really captured the essence of her statement. Now, Wen-woo could have set up a lovely person in front of everyone, and this input method is a credit.
I don’t know.
When I wash my teeth, I think of the new copies that you’ve just discussed on the union channel, I bite my toothbrush, slip my right hand on my cell phone, click on the official web home page to read the new information film, and the other members of the forum’s scribbling experience.
When Liao-mei passed, he looked at my screen with curiosity and laughed at it, saying, “Why is it so hard to play a game?” I’m sorry.
Spit out the mouthwash, I stare at her.
“That’s not the fire you dragged me into. I’m sorry.
She smiled and said, “Oh, I don’t know how you’re so special that you can’t change your game. I’m sorry.
Liao-mei came to the side and put the glass down: “Oh, good news! I’m sorry.
“What good news?”
“You’re looking for an internship. I heard today from one of the students at W’s studio that they were looking for an intern.
The W studio is the product of my Internet game.
Isn’t that just a nap on a delivery pillow?
My eyes were bright, “Mee, I love you so much. I’m sorry.
And yet his hands were dryed, and he jumped up to the other side with a big bear, and he jumped his feet and screamed in the washroom: “Yipshin, you little man of vengeance! I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
7
With Liu-mei’s connection, I contacted her very soon. It may be that, for the sake of being alumni, the interview was finalized with me shortly after the CV was issued.
Wednesday at 2:00 p.m., the day after tomorrow.
Liao-mei introduced her as an interviewer and took me back to work after filling out the information.
Before I left, I said, “You’ve got a good day’s eyes. I’m sorry.
Meaning.
I didn’t understand that until I saw the middle interviewer in the house.
According to the head of the planning team, it was one of the investors in W’s studio who came to the company today to take a look at the interview.
The temporary interviewer Wing sat behind the table and looked at the information on his hand, with a straight back. The dark blue suit on his body flat enough not to see any wrinkles.
No wonder Aoi says she’s lucky.
Indeed, he was born handsome, with clear eyes and clear outlines. The dark hair of the forehead falls above the eyebrow, and the light of the moon can be seen with a slight look.
Old Player? I see you’ve been playing since the time of the survey. I’m sorry.
He spoke softly and his voice was somewhat familiar. But then I was so nervous that I jumped out of my throat that I didn’t care about the details and replied, “Yes, I registered a number with a friend.” I’m sorry.
The team leader was also interested in the topic and answered the question, “Oh, my God. What’s your occupation, in which district? I’m sorry.
It sounds like I’m familiar with my professions, and I say, “I’ve done all kinds of things, but I’ve been in a lot of close combat, in East China.” I’m sorry.
East China! “Mr. Wen, do you have a number? I’m sorry.
Dude.
This is an excellent opportunity to get close to the leader.
My smart little head turned around and was busy saying, “Who is the server?” The East China District is a big area, so we can’t be seen in the game. I’m sorry.
We’re going through all of this.
“Oh, what’s your ID called.”
“woo…”
It starts with a brake.
It’s a shame to say that a big girl’s family named itself the straight man of the universe. To fight for my right to live on this planet, I quickly turned around and reported Liao Mei’s game ID.
“The little princess of the universe. I’m sorry.
Though still alive, it is a little less.
“Foot. I’m sorry.
As soon as the voice fell, I heard the laughter of the other two interviewers.
“I can’t believe Ip is so cute. I’m sorry.
“Hey, hey, talk about it. I’m sorry.
I was embarrassed to rub my hand and I only hated being too hasty. And the rest of the light glanced at the man in the middle, but he looked in his eyes, “Does everyone now like to be famous?” I’m sorry.
Both?
Is that a common name?
Wen never spoke again. The other interviewers also turned the subject back, asking me how I understood the game, and other game experiences, and finally the team leader laughed: “If you intern, it’ll be a couple of times a week. I’m sorry.
Is this a show?
I thought about the facebooks and the various ways to respond, as I saw them online.
“I’ve been buried in our company since now.” I’m sorry.
And now, even the warmth that keeps on squeezing can’t help but laugh.
He looked like a teenager in the first place, but he was always cold-faced and dressed in a formal way, making it difficult to get close. Now, with a little smile, it’s like a spring rain.
It’s damn, moving.
In order not to look at myself and do something difficult, I forced myself to turn my head to the head of the planning team and try to show each other his fist: “The leader is assured that only the excavators will be able to remove me from the tiles of our company.” I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
8
Today’s interview atmosphere and progress are far better than expected, so that I walk with wind when I return to school, and I’m less than able to fly.
Liao-mei was so happy to see me and caught the opportunity for me to invite her to dinner, and then the two were in a restaurant near the snack street, hip-hop-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, before returning to the dormitory at more than 8:00.
After the shower, I sat at the table and opened the game with half dry wet hair. The image just came out and the list of best friends at the bottom right began to flash.
Put down the wipes and light them in.
A little girl: Where have you been?
A little tweezer: Don’t you normally work together at 8:30?
Shit.
Forget about it.
9
Wen-woo is usually only available at night, and recently I’ve been busy looking for internships and writing papers, and I’ve set up a team at 8:30 p.m. to do my routine. Occasionally, there will also be an advance message to the other party.
But today, suddenly, Liao-mei and I were talking in the hotel, and that’s why I can’t remember.
Looking at the time, it’s 9:00 p.m., which means he’s been waiting half an hour online?
There’s an illusion.
It’s the kind of husband who gets stuck at the door by his wife.
Liao-mei, who had a grooved eyeball on the chair, consciously chose the pusher, without a heart beating the next word.
Big straight guy: Sorry. Sorry. Today my roommate dragged me out for dinner.
I told her I had an appointment at night, and she came back early, but she didn’t like it. I didn’t think I’d love to drink and sing in the restaurant.
For the sake of my misperception, the tone of the talk was soft.
A little chubby: Well, next time we have to say something.
When I was in a good position, I took advantage of the victory and turned the subject and tried to divert each other’s attention to other places, I asked, “Are you going to waste tomorrow?”
Who knows who Win Woo sent me three question marks.
A little chubby: ?
While I was about to ask again, I jumped a line on the screen:
“An application from a little twig to form with you, accept or refuse.”
“Why don’t you want to copy me?” I’m sorry.
There’s my part in the relationship.
Big straight guy: You didn’t invite me either.
After all, I didn’t see my name all the time on the union channel. When he was silent, he opened his mouth, saying, “Do you have to say, “Go?” I’m sorry.
Maybe it’s too dark tonight, and I caught the taste of each other’s words in a squeaky electric sound.
The tail is low, like a white feather, scratching your heart.
I have to say, I am moving as a voice.
The straight man of the universe: Who are we with? Go, go, go, go, go, go.
Win Woo laughed.
It sounds familiar, like it’s heard somewhere.
Ooh!
It’s the interviewer today.
Big straight-on-Cosmos: Suddenly you’re talking like the interviewer I met today. Good guy, the interviewer. The whole thing grew up at my aesthetic point.
Speaking of handsome guys, I’m having a big time.
There’s a lot of talk going on out there, and there’s a keyboard knocking out the symphony.
But then, when Wen-woo, who had just spoken so well, suddenly lost his voice, he looked down and looked at his head, and it was bright, and he didn’t lose his wire.
I realized that the atmosphere was not right, so I stopped my passion and asked: “No, let’s go on a mission?
It’s a low “mmm” sound.
In the back of the mission, Winwoo became extremely quiet, and if it hadn’t been for the keyboards and light breaths from his microphone, I almost thought I had entered the single world and started a team with npc.
Just as the last mission was done, he asked me out loud.
“Are you in X City?”
I don’t know. I said, “Yeah.
The breath in the headphones seemed to be a mess and then heard the other side say:
“When shall we meet?” I’m sorry.
It’s good to have a face base.
They say it’s fun to chat on the Internet, and it’s a crematorium.
Although I’m obsessed with games, the boundaries between the Internet and reality are clear, so it’s easy not to actively add to the personal accounts of the game friends, but to leave a QQ Q Q Q Q Q Q Q Q Q Q Q.
After all, tearing apart the skin of the virtual world, no one knows what it’s like under each other.
I swallowed my saliva and I typed and asked, “Why?”
“To save your aesthetic.” I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
I’m not a straight-no.
We’ll have to find every excuse to delay and make a promise to Wenyu that we’ll be back on vacation for a few days, and we’ll bring him some H specialty rice cakes made by his family.
And Wen-woo was not obstinate when he heard it, and said, “So let’s add a friend.” I’m sorry.
I’m so confused.
straight-on-Cosmos: Aren’t we already friends?
straight-on-Cosmos: Still a good friend on the team! Isn’t that surprising?
In order to highlight the cuteness of his skin, he learned how to talk to people during the day, with a lovely face at the end of the sentence.
He didn’t talk. He just knocked in the dialogue box.
A little pickle: Huh.
But finally, I added Winwoo’s QQ contact, because he threatened to have an unpublished plan for the government’s online forum boss.
Then who’s going to stop it?
10
The sun and snow are a great god in the analysis forum, and although he did not reveal his ID and account numbers, according to other online friends, the mind of the great God’s game and his strategy is one-class, and it should be the top-ranked little pike.
But how do you know a boss like Wen-woo?
After all, if he knew the sun and snow, why would he have to pay someone to bring an upgrade?
I said, “Oh, Brother Woo, are we sure about this?” Oh, no, I mean, even though you’ve got a lot of money, don’t be fooled.
Wen-woo’s supposed to like cats, he’s a QQ-Q-head cat, even with his face bag.
He gave me an angry little cat face.
A little chubby: Shut up.
Okay! Again.
I filmed my unchallenged hand, sealed a zipper in my mouth and drew a valuable lesson from it — never say no to men.
I don’t know.
Later, it turned out that Wenwoo’s strategy had come out of the sun and snow.
Prior to the beginning of the trade union’s work, we discussed with others the various points summarized above, confirming that there were no problems, re-engineered the shortcut keys and skill points, in strict accordance with the boss’s instructions, and worked in a structured manner.
Although there was an occasional overturn, we just chewed down new copies that were supposed to be hard for days. By accident, it had also become the first 10 successful teams in the desert and had received a small gift from the official awards.
For this small union, it is very difficult to be true.
The big white rabbit’s milk is so excited on the union channel that he’s screaming: “Men! Our union’s getting angry! Fireworks.
Other team members are also using the wind to paint their fireworks on the channel.
And the source of all of this is warm, but it’s very flat, and then after the copy is done, I’m forced to brush the double copy and the couple’s job.
I couldn’t help but wonder and ask him, “How did you get that? I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
“It’s okay, just ask…” I’m like, “That’s the big guy’s plan, or not published! I’m sorry.
“Is it rare? I’m sorry.
Naturally, it is rare, after all, that there is little interaction with people in the sun and the snow, and very little interaction with players, except for the occasional issuance of a variety of attacks and evaluations in forums. Many people even speculate that he’s actually an insider of W’s studio, so that every data can be calculated so well.
“This new copy is not difficult in fact, it is not very demanding for players to operate and to have weapons. Wen-woo goes on to say, “It’s just that there’s cooperation in some places, such as the time node of the first boss where the gas mask was released, and the point of attention when the late magician was playing the game. As soon as we get this, the output is in place, we can shoot before the BOSS riot. I’m sorry.
He’s got a point.
Had it not been for the ordinary way of doing it, I would have even begun to suspect that he was the person of the sun and the snow, but I did not flatter him, but I did exaggerate him a little, and I couldn’t keep him from talking.
“What, like?”
“like like. I’m sorry.
“Okay, I’ll send it to you next time. I’m sorry.
Wen-woo came out of nowhere, but at that moment I felt the joy of the leading actress in the old-fashioned idol.
I’m the wind and he’s sand and he’s entangled into the sky.
It’s very touching that the boss of the hegemonic is willing to make a living for the beauty, just to make her smile.
As a sign of my gratitude, I managed to take the role of the game to the peach tree in a new field.
Eleven.
He’s always following the pattern when we’re on a double team.
Winwoo says it’s the most time-saving.
Sometimes I even suspect that he wants me to play and get married, just to find the most cost-effective partner to take a copy of it, and all he has to do is follow it on his own, with no brain in his back.
It’s perfect to satisfy the experience of the game without trying to escalate.
This game has a beautiful view, and when I don’t want to brush a book or a PK, I find a beautiful view in different maps. It’s one of my secret bases. It’s on the edge of the map on the outskirts of New Hand. It’s small and it’s full of big peaches.
I brought warmth to the peach forest.
In the trees of the peach blossoms, by the handsome young man wearing silver armor, a small girl with demon ears and wings.
Wen-woo did not speak until I stood in front of him and asked: “What is wrong?” I’m sorry.
“I’ll show you something fun.” I’m sorry.
The ground in these woods is filled with pink petals, and I put in a simple wind skill.
In time, countless losers flew all over the sky.
He’s got a little laughter in his headphone, and Winwoo says, “You’re childish.” I’m sorry.
“What’s childish? It’s called romantic!
“Oh? “Then wait. I’m sorry.
The girl with the horn of the devil walks up to me, next second, a light rises from behind her. As that light shines, the sun fades and the sky turns into night. Flowers are stagnating, and even large, coloured fireworks are blooming on top of their heads.
I know this props.
Some indigenous couples use it in their games when they fall in love, so that the current environment can be darkened and smoked. It’s just that it’s expensive, and no one’s chasing me in the game, so it’s the first time.
Wen-woo also asked me, “Is it romantic?” I’m sorry.
Probably his voice was too soft and I heard the sound of flowers in his headphones.
12
I began to hide from Yoon-woo because I was afraid of him, or because I was afraid of the difference in heart when the fireworks went up.
And just as the W game studio’s internship was settled, so I took the fun and focused on learning and working.
The team leader sent me a senior, one-on-one guide, and the first week in office was not much of a job, mainly in the corporate environment and games.
Her name is Qin Qin Qin. She’s called Qin Qin.
She’s been in the program for two years, and she’s a lively and very fond of melons, and she’s got a history of the size and size of the members of every department, and she’s known as W’s Workroom Guards.
But it was also because she was well-informed that I quickly found out about the structure of the group and how it worked, and even obtained basic information from the last interviewer.
Wing was always one of the investors at the beginning of the studio, called Wenyang.
He is not involved in the development and management of games, but he has a very forward-looking approach to business decision-making and has made important suggestions on many of the key points of the W game studio. Moreover, there are many warmer and more resource-intensive people.
So everyone will call him “Win Boss” with respect and respect.
When you hear of it, you can’t see a warmer face in your head.
I said, “Do you usually come to the studio? I’m sorry.
“Just once or twice a week. What’s up, little girl?
“No, no…”
I’m going to have to stop my arguments and laugh in my eyes. Understand. I’m sorry.
She put the coffee capsule in the machine and put a cup on it, and she lamented: “Alas. I’m sorry.
“Pity what?”
She pressed the opening button and looked at me with a very complex look: “It’s a pity that Lord Wen doesn’t like women.” I’m sorry.
“Huh! He doesn’t like…”
“Hey, hey, hey, why are you so loud? I’m sorry.
She rushed to cover my mouth and looked at me: “Why are young people so depressed?” I’m sorry.
I kept my voice down and asked, “He doesn’t like women.” I’m sorry.
It’s hard to find a man in the real world who’s completely aesthetic. It means nothing to discriminate against each other, but simple heart damage and deep pain.
The next thing you know, it’s an analysis by Sister Wu.
“You see, I’ve been in the studio for over two years, and I haven’t heard anything about Mr. Wen. And he hasn’t had any girlfriends in two years. When he started, he stayed in the studio every day to discuss projects and business matters. Over the years, I can hardly see any other pleasure in his life than to earn money and work. I’m sorry.
I can’t help but argue: “That doesn’t prove that he does not like women. I’m sorry.
She’s got a finger up her head, and she’s still young. I’m sorry.
She asked me, “Do you think Mr. Wen is handsome?” I’m sorry.
“Cool. I’m sorry.
“How little gold?”
“Dogkin. I’m sorry.
She clapping her hands: “That’s it! Ask a man who’s rich and handsome and can wait for you to find out? I’m sorry.
I was convinced.
She took her own coffee and beat me on my shoulder before she left: “Don’t look at him in the face and get angry.” He’s been chasing his female staff before. Five went four. I’m sorry.
“And what about the other?”
Her eyes were not far away from the tea room, and she was wearing a sweater dress with her hair in the back of a big wave. That’s the charlatan of the planning group, the overseas master’s return, and he’s been in the W studio for a year and a half.
“and still struggling there. I’m sorry.
And when he looks at the body of the other, and looks at himself as if he had a chest that he did not have, he falls into deep silence.
I looked at her and said, sis, you were right! I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
13
The little flames of love were wiped out so that the day after I saw the warm sun coming to the studio to talk to the department chief, it was felt that there was a great deal of tension between the two.
Even one look at them and one smile shows me signs of love.
When you look at a man that’s gay.
Don’t be sad, don’t be sad.
Don’t worry, I’ll have a nice CP.
After printing the documents for the meeting later, I poked her, “Look, sis. I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong?”
“Win and our boss are using the same apple watch. I’m sorry.
Rounded, it’s a couple.
“I didn’t think so. I’m sorry.
“Aah?”
“You’re a good girl. I’m sorry.
Laughing at each other’s eyes, everything is in the air.
I don’t know.
In a few months ‘ time, the Group was busy meeting to discuss and plan the New Spring event. Every day, countless headstorms start, and everyone wants to empty their brains and try to find something interesting.
It’s probably the recent shortage of staff, or some important decision-making. It comes only once or twice a day in the studio, often more frequently, and occasionally even meets with other heads of departments to discuss it late at night.
I’ve been playing games a lot shorter because of work internships.
I didn’t see Wen-woo when I was on the line, and I didn’t know if I had been discouraged by the coldness of my days.
More than a month after entering office, it’s New Year’s Day, and I’ve ordered a big ticket home on the night of December 31st to take a break and prepare for a reunion with my family. My family is in the neighborhood, starting from X City, and it’s only an hour and a half, and it’s 10:45 p.m.
On the bed, I made a ghost turn on the QQ Q Q Q Q Q.
The top cat on the Friends column looks like he’s on the bright side, and he’s in the friend dialogue, he’s wondering if he wants to talk to Winwoo and he’s looking for me.
A little chubby: Did you see her?
It is now too obvious that the intention to hide is too obvious to switch to invisibility, or to pretend to be invisible. The finger stopped at an inch from the screen, and it was only half an inch to put a line: A little busy lately.
Wen-woo wasn’t entangled on that subject.
I went back to a nod-up face bag and tried to hide my embarrassment.
dialogue box. This is a two-person event, with the top 10 being awarded a limited number of copies of the hand-held and a certain amount of the game currency, as well as rare game materials and precious stones, with a slight difference in order of completion.
A little girl: Are you in?
I hesitated: no.
A little tweezer: But I heard it was designed by the sun and snow.
What? Big Brother not only played but also drew plans and loved!
You know how big it is to be in a game. If he doesn’t collect what he designed, and sells it.
I don’t want to go back: go, go!
I don’t know.
14
Activity started on 1 January.
Request two teams to release the assignment of NPC in front of the Ice Plain inn. In order to accommodate the New Year’s Day atmosphere, red silk cloths and lanterns were mounted inside and outside the inn, and young children ran around with firecrackers.
There are six different NPCs in the inn, each representing a different mission.
The mandate will be available for access to a copy, provided that there is a dialogue with it.
This copy, unlike the traditional eccentric, is more of an entertainment-oriented little game. For example, using light work and avoiding obstacles coming from the air, one layer jumps up to the top of the tower and sets fire to the roof of the tower; or looking for food for the nearby population to make dumplings, which are obtained randomly and by surprise.
Once the task has been completed, you can obtain a random token when you are looking for the issued NPC. When the six tokens are put together, a firecracker package can be synthesized in the backpack and the right key can be used.
The top 10 players who gather their tokens will receive this award. And the other users will get a consolation gift pack.
This kind of activity, if it’s white, it’s face-to-face.
There’s no need for a level of operation. It’s just for the emperors. So not long after the new clothes are being updated, three or three people on the World Channel are showing off their good luck.
And I’m really depressed after I brushed up all day and didn’t gather the food I needed to make dumplings.
Big straight-on-Cosmos: You know, shouldn’t we be doing this?
A little chubby:
Wynn-woo also estimated that it was impossible to imagine that someone who could not have come to the United Arab Emirates had finally come out of the poaching of fish and taken up his staff and given a cold rain to the little freaks who jumped not far.
For ease of brushing, we have selected a very dense, low-grade new-person copy.
After the ice rain, the little freaks lay on the ground and exploded a lot of mission material, such as [meat for dumplings] [meal flour for dumplings].
His figure had not recovered his gestures, and the white right hand was still in the air, and the small figure appeared to be extremely high in front of the material.
I’m driving, and I’m crying, “Big man! Please! I’m sorry.
Winwoo coughed twice.
“Leave it down. I’m sorry.
But as the saying goes, God will close the door while opening you a window.
Win Woo has a good chance of blowing up material, but he’s got bad luck in the lottery! I don’t know how many missions I’ve had with my materials, or a placard.
Watching more and more on World Channel. I counted the amount of material left in the package and said, “Brother, we’re going to go a little further. Give me the captain and I’ll get the job.” I’m sorry.
“Give me the material.”
This guy’s probably addicted to a blind box.
I’m in pain: “This is a bunch of happy cards!” I’ll be gone if I have any more fun! My work is still waiting for me! I’m sorry.
“…”
“You want me to try?”
“Then who do you like so much? I’m sorry.
“Who?”
“The sun and the snow. I’m sorry.
“Of course I do. The Great God who doesn’t. I’m sorry.
As if you heard Win Woo laughing, the next second was a hint: you were appointed captain.
I was so excited to talk to the NPC, and the little boy in the first floor with the sugar pickle looked at me: Did you find what I wanted? (sulphur yellow 20, gravel 15)
dialogue box.
After taking a deep breath and trying all the ways of praying that you can think of, there was a place for Zheng Zheng.
The golden light leaked in the middle of the screen, and a sign in red gold came out a few seconds later, and it was right on top of it, and it was right on the top.
Smash, synthesize and use firecrackers.
The world channel goes on and on.
— Congratulations to the straight man of the universe and to a little girl, and to be the winner of the tenth pair.
15
The game prize is given in a week.
After filling in the system’s mailbox, I received the information in kind, and I said good-bye and closed the game for lunch.
The previous wranglings and awkwardness gradually faded from the congenial interaction, and the previous pattern of communication was restored to a little less formal when talking to each other.
I didn’t think that a thousand years ago, the UAE had a chance to get out of Europe.
I was humming on the computer, but when I looked up, I got scared, and I squeaked, and I saw only a small door sew, and I had half my head on — my mom, and I couldn’t figure out how long it was there.
The suffocation is as if you were talking to the front, back, back, back, back, back, back, back, back and back, and you were looking at the head of the office in the window, and you were looking at it.
“Mom! What are you doing? I’m sorry.
When the trail was pierced, my mother just pushed the door in a big way: “I can’t watch it.” I’m sorry.
She came to me and laughed so deeply, “What, a little secret? I’m sorry.
“What secrets are not secrets. I’m sorry.
So We turned away from her in order to cover it, and pretended to prepare the table, and lifted up cool water by it, and drank it. But listen to a question from above, and strike at the ceiling.
“In love? I’m sorry.
“Cough, cough, cough. I’m sorry.
“As a college student?”
And I hammered my chest, and my face was all red, and I said, “What is wrong with the boys?” I’m sorry.
“Ooh! If my mom looks at the screen with some thought, “It’s a cyber. I’m sorry.
Speaking of pulling the little bench next to it, it seems to be a serious discussion with me. I was so scared that I was hungry, I said I had to get up and leave.
But she’s my mother.
At the moment when she first got up, she noticed something, and she threw me back in the chair, laughing, “Your father hasn’t cooked, what’s the hurry? You haven’t been home for a long time. I’m sorry.
Your eyes are as bright as the light bulbs. Who’s going to talk?
16
I knew it. I knew it.
In the current popular language, she has social cow disease.
Maybe that’s why I like the same type of sister. But her gossip is confined to the studio and my mother’s business can spread even to every corner.
If there’s no fun, there’s her, and there’s a lot of acquaintances in the neighborhood. The best of all, she went out to dance in the square without half a cent and came back with a bag of fresh corn in her hand, saying she had just met in the square.
She’s the one who talks and talks, and she doesn’t get a shot.
I can’t believe it. I haven’t said no yet. A series of questions came out of each other’s mouths, like a cannon, like “How old is the other?” “What city” and “Have you seen him?”, which is totally embarrassing.
If I can show blood bars on top of my head now, it should be with that problem, from 100% to 80% and then 60% evenly, starting to drop until there’s a thin thin skin left to last.
My mother said, “It’s nothing, just talk.” I’m sorry.
“I’m not one of those old-fashioned parents. We’re not strangers. I told you about your father’s love history. It’s not nice of you to hide it. I’m sorry.
Dude, that’s what you told me to listen to.
She spoke too quickly, and the problem came from one place to another, leaving no space for thinking and organizing, and I was forced to fall apart and die, and I had to talk to myself.
“We haven’t started yet. I’m sorry.
“That’s a bad time.” My mom’s browsy, “Hey, how young. I’m sorry.
How come it’s late? It’s not even a word!
As I was trying to escape, the Savior appeared.
My father was wearing an apron and knocked, “Come and eat. I’m sorry.
I was busy, “Oh, I ate, and I starved all morning.” I’m sorry.
He looked at me and said, “Don’t let the child say he will die.” I’m sorry.
“I’m starving. I’m starving. I’m sorry.
Now, if I can get out of that shurot, I can ask for anything.
I don’t know.
17
During the meal, my mother tried to ask again and again that my father had interrupted the past with soup and so on, and that he was laughing and he couldn’t get it wrong, and that she had no choice but to hate it and stop gossiping.
Or how can one be reduced?
I’m relieved.
My mother was afraid of my father’s face. He usually speaks in a gentle manner, and he is well treated, and from childhood to age, I can count his anger with his fingers.
If Wen-woo knew that he was playing games with me, he would have caused a storm in my house, and he would’ve had his happy tail in the sky, and his mouth would have said, “Oh, I see. I’m sorry.
No, why did you suddenly think he was gone?
I’ve been working so hard to get my mind all over the place, and I’m going to keep my head down.
My dad pushed a bowl of stork pastry at my side: “Eat more, have some food, have some nutrition. I’m sorry.
“Good. I’m sorry.
It should be said that, although my father does not normally contact me, the critical moments are still very good. Tears were filled with chopsticks, which seemed to be a medium to silent fatherly love.
No, wait. What about Father?
After the lettuce was moved, my dad put the red meat in front of my mom. I guess my eyes were too obvious, and if he looked at my mother, who was happy eating meat, he looked at me and laughed.
“Don’t be like your mother, she’s not nutritionally balanced. I’m sorry.
“What are you talking about? I’m sorry.
My mom had his eyes on him, but soon she had the charred meat.
Touching the stomach, I just think it’s full of dog food.
That’s it.
I don’t know.
18
New Year’s holiday is a weekend. It’s only three days.
The day before, I found my mother, who was going out to dance in the square, and said, “Oh, Mom, bring me some rice cake this time. I’m sorry.
“Take more.” I’m sorry.
She was a little surprised: “Why is it so sudden today when she calls you to take you away from her?” I’m sorry.
“It’s been too long since I’ve eaten. I’m sorry.
My mom can’t cook, but she’s good at making dessert. According to her, it is because sweets are re-made on a regular basis, unlike cooker’s recipes, and all the material at the back says “appropriate” and looks at the human head.
For my rare occasion, she opened her mouth and put a big bag in front of me the day she left. The big, dark blue climber, looking at the drums, doesn’t know what to put.
Ask if you don’t understand.
I ask you, “Mir. Wang, this is…”
“O rice cake!”
She picked up her bag, and because she was so hard, she almost hit her head, my father took it behind his back, so she couldn’t fall.
“Well, that’s enough.” I’m sorry.
That’s so funny.
I can already feel this mother’s love from the performance of each other. Until on the way back, Bara was carrying a big bag of rice cakes after my mother’s sweet vacuum wrapping, and I began to wonder if I was talking too much.
I don’t know.
The so-called rice cakes have a short shelf life and even vacuum wrappings must be eaten as soon as possible. So I started living with people, and my classmates gave me some cakes, and my colleague’s friends gave me some rice cakes, even when I went to the studio.
After all the familiars were delivered, there were still a few packs of rice cakes left in the bag.
I thought about the promise I made with Wen-woo, and I was just trying to find an excuse to get past it, but now I’m looking at the waffles of the sun, and I’m thinking about the feasibility, and I’m opening up the QQ Q. My mom brought me a rice cake. Why don’t you leave me an address?
No reply from the other party, perhaps in a hurry.
In fact, I was wondering if I’d like to split it up for the recent and frequent warming. After all, they’re all their own superiors, they don’t give them to each other, but they stop them before they act.
“The Windsor doesn’t like sweets. I’m sorry.
The only way to stop is to stop.
19
Towards the end of the year, even I, an intern, has been required to stay and work overtime from time to time to ensure that the game can function during spring holidays.
It was hard to catch a easy Friday, and the task at hand had been accomplished early, and everyone was on foot and out of work, ready for a beautiful break.
But I haven’t waited for the fun yet.
Today’s self seems so light and so easy?
Because of the coming freedom?
No, because I left my bag in the office.
Just laughterly, with his hood on, and his colleagues, he left work, forgetting that he still had a backpack that he had left and had to go back half way.
Owing to long distances, it took a while to get to the studio, which was almost 8:00. The house was dark early today, but there was light on the door of the planning department’s office, possibly the leader or the boss working overtime.
There’s a fragrance in the air, and it’s fragrance — it’s the smell of red roast beef.
I ate no one else to eat it, and I ate my saliva before I ate it, so I went to the place to pick up my bag and kicked the computer chair out in a hurry.
“Who?”
The sound of eating noodles stops.
And We looked down to that door, and it was only a little light at first, then it opened up, and the eyes were somewhat incomprehensible.
“What are you doing here so late?” I’m sorry.
The hand and foot point to the bag.
“Something dropped. I’m sorry.
“Oh. I’m sorry.
He didn’t care much about going away.
Turn around for a second, I feel like I’ve seen the red noodles on the desk. It’s sad to think that he’s working late late at night in his office. However, the warm sun, which was already a cold image, also seemed to be plunging on the ground at that time, with some smoke.
I’ve got the courage to say, “Win Boss…”
“What’s up? I’m sorry.
“Do you eat cake?”
20
The sun is still warm, and the face seems a little surprised.
I can’t take it, I can’t take it.
You know, I’ve been thinking about what I’ve been saying to you.
“It’s all right, it’s a family gift.” My mother made it for you. It doesn’t matter if she doesn’t. I’m sorry.
Put something back in the bag and scold yourself in the stomach.
Yip Xin, Yip Xin, you seem to have a major disease. I don’t know what to think. I don’t need your little intern.
It’s a liter of Coke — a big cup.
He’s trying to put oil on his feet and hears him say, “Oh, come on.” I’m sorry.
“Hmm? I’m sorry.
“Didn’t he send me?
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. It’s just red bean pie. I’m afraid you don’t like it. I’m sorry.
The warm and warm sun swallows rice cakes, but does not answer the questions, but looks to me.
“Are I old?”
I have little experience living in private with heterosexuals, let alone at night.
Under the light, the man’s side looks like a female, and even though he knows that the other side is not a woman, he is still restless, afraid that the night will be too quiet and that the sound of thunder’s heart will leak.
I stammered.
“Then don’t keep saying respect. I’m sorry.
“Okay…”
“Anything else?”
“No, it’s gone. Goodbye, Mr. Wen! I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
I can’t believe it.
Does this mean…
It’s a sign of his acceptance of my recent efforts, which is why he’s so grumpy to take down sweet rice cakes he doesn’t like!
Since it is known that they are not interested in women, I am not thinking about men and women, but I am happy that the effort will be rewarded, that the boss will see himself, and that it may be possible to sign a formal employment contract with me when I graduate.
It’s a W game studio.
“Don’t shake it. We’re gonna shake your bed. Ziu-mei opened his mouth.
The bedroom is a four-person room, which is the structure of the next table. The two beds were attached together, with the stairs in the middle, and Liao Mei and I slept on the side, and the other side could feel the slab shaking.
Stop turning around and making pancakes, and lay on the ground against the ceiling, and I apologize: “No move, no move. I’m sorry.
But when I looked at the white wall in silence, I saw the look of a warm sun, and I was so close to him that I could see the white hair on the side.
It’s really hot!
The flowers screamed in their hearts and threw themselves in shame.
“Squeak.”
The bed moved, Liao Mei, who was lying on his cell phone, sat up from his bed and looked so close to my bed. I’m sorry.
Danger alert!
And I asked for forgiveness, but the other one was deaf, and came to scratch my itch. On Friday night, the lights were on, one of the bedmates followed at the table, the one who had just come in from the bathhouse after washing and pushing the door, and watched me reach out for help, blinking and blinking and smelling.
“What? It’s a big night. I’m sorry.
Close your eyes in despair.
It’s not easy to make friends.
I don’t know.
21
You didn’t go to work on Saturday, so you woke up. It’s after 9:00 in the morning when the bedside phone opens, and there’s a message in the QQQ chat box at 1:00 in the morning.
Leave a message.
Wen-woo really sent out a bunch of addresses in the High New Zone, which seems to be not far from our office. I thought there were some coincidences, and I smiled back and said, “Well, that’s a coincidence.
It was assumed that the other party would not reply, and who knew that the reply had been received shortly after sending it.
A little chubby: Yeah, I work there too. I don’t know if we’ve ever met again.
It’s not impossible.
But it’s hard to imagine. What kind of man is Winwoo in real life? After all, it has been said that many people have very different characteristics online and underground, and that the good-tempered Mr. Good-tempered in life, who is using the Internet as a tool with keyboards, are the most troublemakers.
Wen-woo’s so cute on the line, he won’t be a big man by then.
I can’t help but laugh when I think about the men who stand in front of me, twice as big as they are, and I put my hands on my chest, and I can’t help but typify: forget it or not.
A little chubby: ?
And We said: lest thou shouldst frighten me.
A little chubby:
I don’t know.
22
This weekend, my roommate and I planned to go to the new theme park in the suburbs and go crazy for a day. When it was almost noon and the bag was ready to go to the car, a message was sent by Wenwoo, who had been in silence for too long.
A little chubby: Scratch the afternoon?
The lyo-mei, they rushed so fast, they kept typing.
I said, “This afternoon I’m going to play with my family.”
A little girl: Where to?
Liao-mei said, “What else are you playing with? I’m sorry.
“Come on, come on. I’m sorry.
It’s too much trouble to type, so I’m going to just say, “That’s the new theme park, and I’m going to have to go first. I’m sorry.
He ran all the way out of the school door and the car was waiting at the door.
And as soon as his ass got to the cushion, he turned his head and said, “Who talks to, who does not give up?” I’m sorry.
“There is nothing to lose. I’m sorry.
I didn’t say anything nice.
The other side smiled and made other roommates look, “You see, it’s not true. I’m sorry.
This guy just keeps talking.
I kept my eyes shut and pretended I couldn’t hear.
I don’t know.
23
This theme park was just opened a few days ago, and there were a lot of people playing in it.
The four of us wandered all afternoon until 5:00 p.m., and there were no projects when it got dark, but self-portraits and photos were filled with mobile albums.
Having been in line for half a day, and being a little tired, people chose the outdoor coffee shop in the garden to sit down, order a few sweets, and start a new set of self-censorships and repairs. I’m not particularly interested in self-censorship, and I’m seeing people working hard on the drawings, so I’m just going to put my phone on for a short video.
It’s a new one from a while ago. Together, I kept my cell phone in my bag, and it was only when it opened that Wen-woo left two more words.
One was an hour ago after I had spoken.
A little girl: Do you have an address?
A little chubby: Still playing?
I said, “Well, just sit down for a second. There’s a lot of people waiting in line, and I want to go on a Ferris wheel, and the good guys are little lovers, and we don’t have the money to walk the Vip channel, just waiting to see fireworks in the square.
Soon after the message was sent, the cell phone started ringing.
Wen-woo sent a voice request without warning, scared my phone and almost threw it out. Liao-mei saw me acting abnormally, drawing attention to the software attached to the drawing, wondering, “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
She saw my screen with the extra light and the voice call request.
“Why didn’t you answer the voice? Who called? I’m sorry.
I was curious to hear it, and the other two looked up at me.
“No one.” I’m sorry.
Yo ho. “I caught you!” I’m sorry.
I didn’t notice that she had a look at the two people next to her, and then, while I wasn’t looking at them, three people jumped over, two held my hand and the other lit the green key and opened it.
Give it back!
“What’s the hurry? Don’t you make fun of me before I talk to someone. “Liu Mei is proud, “Fung Shui turns around
I said, “It’s a friend.” I’m sorry.
When Wenwoo heard the noise from this side of the microphone, he didn’t start to talk, and then he reacted, and he started to laugh, “A friend of Hin-hyun. I’m sorry.
“Ooh! Hein-hyun’s friend?
“Good guy, it’s pretty deep. I’m sorry.
They were so excited that I was in a hurry to take back the phone and cut back the phone mode, and went to pick up the phone. Before we leave, we will not forget to wave our fists at our friends — remember you.
The sound of the background in the listener is loud, whether it’s the voice of the playground or whether it’s too loud on the side of Winwoo.
I’m a little embarrassed to say, “Sorry, those were my roommates. I’m sorry.
“All right, all right. He laughed, “Are you still in the playground? I’m sorry.
“Well, yes. We’ll go back to school after the fireworks at 7:00 p.m. I’m sorry.
“Oh… “Winwuston went, “That’s a coincidence. I’m sorry.
“What a coincidence? I’m sorry.
“I’m waiting too. I’m sorry.
“…”
Meaning.
“What’s wrong?” I’m sorry.
“You said you were waiting? I’m a little uncertain about this.
“Yeah, just passing by, waiting for a fireworks. Speaking back, he took a deep breath, and he tried it with a little bit of care, “So let’s wait together.” I’m sorry.
I don’t know what I was thinking at the time, but maybe I felt like my friend had nothing to worry about. I’m sorry.
Maybe there’s something hidden in the heart, but it’s just that it’s not up to it.
At that moment I had to admit it.
I have a crush on Win Woo. It’s different to see other handsome guys, like the sun, and I’m excited, but it’s not meant for men and women. But thinking of the CP, which is about to meet, is shy and happy.
I think there’s more to the roller coaster.
24
The last two agreed to meet under the Ferris wheel, and I was trying to explain to Liamen, but in that sentence, “My friend, he…”
When I left, they stopped and laughed and noded: “You know.” I’m sorry.
But still afraid, he asked his friends to look at themselves from afar, and if they did, they could help in time.
At night, the playground was cold, and I stood up in the streetlights, looking at past people, trying to find clues from each other’s faces to determine whether they were looking for them.
“Yipshin. I’m sorry.
There’s a familiar male voice behind it.
It took a lot of effort to turn the stiff neck around, and I looked at the crowd behind me, and there was a man in a rice coat, loosely on his left hand. And the children came and the children came and the balloons and the surrounding toys were jumping, and in countless shadows he was as if he were in the heavens and the earth.
It’s dark and the street lights and the facilities at the playground are lit.
The man came to me slowly, and he didn’t stop until he came to me, and I knew that handsome face.
After all, the other night, I was still craving for him.
It’s warm.
25
To be honest, I never thought that warmer and warmer would be the same person.
Although Wen is the same name, his personality is very different. After all, who could think of a cold-haired boss who plays a female in a game and calls out to his husband?
So far he’s gone, and I’m still thinking about the possibility of seeing twins.
Until I got my own response, it was still difficult for my heart to put “a little squirt” together with “the cold-faced boss” in the studio, looking at him in a suspicious manner, again confirming: “You are Winwoo?” A little squirt?”
Isn’t there someone who’s impersonating? Or a warm-natured twin brother?
When I heard that name, my eyes were clearly moving for a moment, apparently feeling a bit of shame, holding one hand in the fist and coughing like a fake: “Don’t mention the name on the back.”
He smiled, “Win Woo is my cousin’s name, so he borrowed it. I’m sorry.
No wonder it was a fake name.
I can’t help but wonder if the sun is actually in the studio and knows who I am. If that is the case, he had discussed with me earlier online, falsely, as if he knew nothing.
Thinking about it alone, you can’t feel it.
In fact, I don’t care what “a little girl” is, and there’s a lot of people using a fake name on the Internet, just angry that they know the truth and they’re hiding it.
“You’re the president, you have to protect your information.” Unlike some people, when the other person is a friend, it’s silly to pour all the information out. I’m sorry.
I thought of him as a friend, and I said everything in my heart.
He who knows what he has done, lays his head on my face, stands straight and looks like a trained pupil. When I’m done with my head and face, I pull out a couple of pieces of paper, and I take a look at my eye and I hand it over carefully — five VIP coupons for the skyscrapers.
And his ears were red, and we could not speak for half of the day, and a final sentence came out: “Did not you want to take the wheel?” Or we’ll go to heaven and yell?”
What are you talking about?
I was laughed at, but I looked at each other more nervous than I was, and I lost most of that energy in my heart. It may be that I have a slightly relaxed face, and the sun has the courage to explain that it used a pseudonym to say that it was just a little more than less. It was only then that I saw the rice cake that I handed over that was not right, and it was not until I was just here that I was able to establish my guess.
Having listened to each other’s true accounts, I sum up the following points.
“So you came to me this time? I’m sorry.
“How is it possible that the sun is no longer tense at this point, he has a soft look and no left or right eyes, and he’s showing up with a cold-faced boss’s pie in his office, “As I said in my voice earlier, I was passing through this piece, thinking of you playing here, so I brought it. I’m sorry.
That’s a good one. Don’t make it up again.
I’d almost believe it if his ears were red.
I’m not socialized, but after all, I’m a little bit embarrassed and shy, and I just disappear when I see a warm sun. But another question came up, and he asked, “Don’t you like women?” I’m sorry.
Why are you shy in front of a girl if you’re not straight?
The sun’s warm. I’m sorry.
He’s not very smart-looking, apparently stopped by that. I don’t think Wingyang himself would know so much about his sexual orientation.
“Where did you hear that? I’m sorry.
The sound was so low, it was a little displeasure.
I’m a little timid. I’m probably talking about people like me. And if you do not dare to blow out the name of one of your colleagues, you will only wave your hands and try to pass through it. I’m sorry.
The lower the noise.
The soothsaying lows began to study how they were made up, and only heard a long sighs, and the warmth explained: “I am not GAY.” I’m sorry.
“You like women! I’m sorry.
“Can’t I? No. Why do you look surprised? I’m sorry.
“It just doesn’t look like… Hey. I’m sorry.
The sun says, “…” And even his face is red, and his cooked leather shrimp is not red, but it’s red. As I hesitated to remind him that he had time to go to the hospital for a medical examination, the sun turned straight towards the Ferris wheel, and he threw a line, “If he doesn’t play, the Ferris wheel will stop. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
26
Liao-mei are extremely unfaithful.
After getting the VIP card, the three of them went off and said that too many people would be overweight, so let’s split up. Then split me up.
Sitting on a Ferris wheel with a warm sun, without a word, the atmosphere in the air is delicate.
Clear your voice and be ready to speak.
“That…”
“That…”
He turned his eyes, saying, “Go first. I’m sorry.
There’s nothing to tell. Don’t watch me talk on the line, meet someone who’s not familiar under the line, it’s easy to turn into a squirt. But in order to break the deadlock, he opened his mouth: “When you showed up, I thought you were twins with a little baby.” I’m sorry.
“Aah?”
“That’s too bad. You look so cold in the studio. I’m sorry.
Who would have thought of being a pompous little creep in private?
Of course, I didn’t say it in my stomach.
It’s probably what I’m talking about, and he seems a little uncomfortable: “Don’t you think it’s more efficient to communicate at work? And we can save some trouble. I’m sorry.
That reminds me of what he said to me when he was selling on the union channel.
– “Didn’t you notice that this is the fastest call team?” I’m sorry.
It’s so strange to think, like a chameleon, to be able to follow social patterns, suddenly somehow, a little envious.
However, it is true that, on the basis of the nature of the sun and fear of trouble, there is much to be saved by keeping distance from those around. As she said before, he was born with good looks and gold and never lacked a suitor. In other words, today there is indifference, but there are still girls who like this type of girl and take the initiative.
I don’t want to say it. It’s just about the charlatan.
Even if it is rejected once, it is now in the heart of the day that the sun will rise and fall in love with itself.
What a man.
The sun and the sun saw me shuddering my head and shuddering, and I couldn’t stop saying, “It’s almost enough.” I’m sorry.
“OKok. I’m sorry.
Smiling at him against a gesture.
And the dreary bells were sounded from the bell tower.
It’s 7:30.
At this moment, the Ferris wheel has reached half-empty and I consciously look out the window. The park used to be full of light and light, but now it is darker near the mid-point bell building.
“Fuck…”
It started with a bunch of golden pyrotechnic pens running straight into the sky, opening up the tan. The music rings, the sparks break with the rhythm, and a little star falls into the night.
Every time a spark rises, the cabin is as bright as day.
I looked at the sun, and I found the other looking at me, and at the moment of the convergence, his long and thick eyelashes shivered, and his eyes seemed to be trying to move, but he stayed still.
Bang!
The fireworks were crushed in the air and scattered in his eyes.
The sun bends to the corner of the lips: “Father Qin.” I’m sorry.
“Hmm? I’m sorry.
The sound was too loud, I couldn’t hear him, and I leaned forward a little. When the fireworks fall, the cabins fall into darkness and silence until the sound of the warmth and the warmth is heard.
“It wasn’t a very formal meeting. Let me introduce myself again. He reached out with his hand, he smiled softly, “My name is Wenyang. Nice to meet you. I’m sorry.
Something’s starting to mess up.
It’s even more messy than this.
I don’t know.
27
After the foundations, my relationship with warmer and warmer is in an indescribable state.
Yoda’s over, lover’s under.
When chatting online, the topic extends from the previous single game to work and life. I’ll take the initiative to share my life with him and the other side will respond positively.
Occasionally, he is left with a message when he encounters an irregular situation at work. The sun never tells me the answer in plain words, but it leads me step by step to think and to draw conclusions.
But to my superiors, to become their own game CP overnight, I’m still a little concerned about this, and I can’t help but talk to the sun.
straight-on-Cosmos: Shouldn’t we let the studio know about our relationship?
A little chubby:?
A little girl: Oh, what’s our relationship?
The straight guy in the universe: It’s the Internet. It would be awkward if colleagues knew.
The sun has a smileless face.
A little twig: Don’t worry. I’m the one who works and lives most apart.
Jpg.
The other side looks like it’s just hacked.
But it is true that, in the studio, we live in the same way as in the past and maintain normal relationships. Seeing me normally is just a glimpse.
If it wasn’t for a little girl to move my work too well in place. I’m almost beginning to wonder if the man across the street with the cat’s head on his face, or the man with the cat’s face, is his own cold-faced boss, Wingyang.
The thought flipped and the pen was unwittingly painted on blank paper.
“Yipshin. I’m sorry.
Being pushed by a colleague next to him, agitated to get named, I looked up to the other people in the room and laughed a little awkwardly: “Ah, yes. I’m sorry.
“The meeting is taking place. I’m sorry.
It’s supposed to be behind me. I’m gonna sit on my back. Most of the content of today’s meeting is in fact off-limits to interns like me, and the team leader likes this kind of mobilization, so he has to be honest.
“Well, that’s it. I’m sorry.
The team leader stopped me while everyone was packing up to get back to work.
Yip Xin, wait a minute. I’m sorry.
“Aah?”
I’m not going to start a critical education about my early morning absence.
But he heard him say, “Win always has a little meeting in the afternoon. Go on, hit him.” I’m sorry.
I said, “What? I’m sorry.
We said, “Why me? I’m sorry.
It’s a meeting, and it’s not for me, the intern, to go with the sun.
And the chief of the household wondered: Ask me who will go. Maybe the boss looks at you all day. I’m sorry.
No. What about work and life?
28
The author himself felt nothing wrong.
When I heard my question, the sun was still pale, and he sat in the driver’s seat, overlooking me, and said, “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
“That’s not true. I didn’t think the other party would turn against the other, but I had to explain to you, “It’s just that if you let your colleagues know, you’re talking. Ah, yes! Like you said before, it saves a lot of trouble. I’m sorry.
It was impossible to understand how to explain it, but it was only possible to use what the other party had once said to block back.
In between, it seems to see a warm and dark face sank. “Let’s go.” I thought we were going to a meeting. I’m sorry.
“What’s the hurry? I’m sorry.
Huh? No, why is this guy so sudden?
Take your hands off the steering wheel and cross my chest. He singled out his frown and had some provocative connotations in his eyes.
What a bad boy.
You can beat him up with a bear boy, but what if you meet a bear boss?
And I realized that I might have hurt each other’s self-esteem, and I softened my voice to him: “You can play a field card today and finish work early, I’ll take you to dinner.” I’m sorry.
The horns of the warmer lips have gone up, and there is still no compromise.
“One meal wants to get rid of me. I’m sorry.
“What about your instructions?”
He’s got a sense of pride in his eyes and lifted his chin in the direction of his right hand.
“You take the copilot. I’m sorry.
It’s so nice and funny that when I got in the car, he pulled his face and looked at it several times.
I’m not like him and I’m just pretending to complain, “No, that’s too much trouble. I’m sorry.
But I can’t help but notice the smile.
“What trouble? “I’m not afraid of trouble.
Liar.
I’m laughing inside.
I don’t know.
29
After the cold, the city of X became colder and looked out through the window, and all the scenes were covered in thin fog and rapidly retreated. I put my finger on the window, and I played with myself on the fogted glass, and I listened to the Wingyang in my ear about the main task of today.
W. The studio wants to experience the company ‘ s game by working with the stars, by making live presentations about the theme of the video game, and by being a red traffic star, trying to broaden the user group and achieve a good publicity effect.
“Who are we going to meet now?”
“Yaven. I’m sorry.
“Aah! My eyes are shining, “It’s the man who’s been so hot in the recent opera, so handsome.” I’m sorry.
“Oh, yeah? I think it’s normal. I’m sorry.
It’s cold.
“What? He’s really out of his costume in the show. I’m telling you it’s only halfway to the point that the man in the driver’s seat is looking at himself, looking deep in his eyes, rushing to turn his tongue, “It’s true, it’s quite normal.” I’m sorry.
The air is gliding.
Looking at the front end of the car in a long line, the first time I thought the red light was so long. When I decided to learn to shrink, to continue to study my left-hand chess game, I heard people laughing.
Eyes up.
“I’m not afraid of anything, I won’t eat you.” Besides, do you think I’m gonna be that cheap? I’m sorry.
“Of course not!” I nod.
The sun is warm.
“What do you mean by nodding and denying?” I’m sorry.
“Hey. “I’m not at the corner stand, “Look, baked potatoes. I’m sorry.
Forced diversion.
And the sun went unchallenged and asked, “Want to eat?” I’m sorry.
“It’s okay, it’s okay. There’s probably a billion points to eat. I’m sorry.
“Then wait. I’m sorry.
The green light came, and he called the right light, slowly from the straight side to the right.
I’m just saying that I didn’t expect the other party to be real, that it would have been a straight line by map route, and that the appointment with the Yeo-linguist broker was almost forthcoming, so I rushed to shout.
“Why turn around? Go straight! We’ll be late. I’m sorry.
The warm and smooth turn and park next to the potato stand.
He looked at me and said, “Go, or I’ll be late.” I’m sorry.
The cassava stand has hot air, and the line of view passes through the hot air into the half-open window. Sittin’ on the driver’s seat, looking at me quietly. The world is quiet at this moment, even though it is at a noisy crossroads.
I don’t know.
30
Finally, two minutes later, the car was parked in a alley and then led me to a yard.
I just got into the yard, and I happen to be walking out of the house, seeing Wen-woo and laughing, “You’re here, you’re here, and I can’t help you.” * And the look in my eyes *
“I am…”
It’s not until I’m finished with my introduction, so I’m like, “The company intern, show her. I’m sorry.
“Oh, oh, oh! “Hello, I’m a Yeo-linguist.” Call me Sister Fang. I’m sorry.
So this is the red star Yeo-linge broker, why does it look like it’s got a good relationship with the sun?
“Hello, I’m Yip Xin! You can call me Xin. “I was in a hurry to shake each other’s hands.
I can’t help but laugh at how nervous I am: “You’re a beautiful intern. Are you interested in getting into the entertainment business? I’m sorry.
The sun was in my pocket, and the light was down: “She was stupid, so stay with me and learn.” And then I’m going to turn it around and I’m going to say, “Do you have trouble with Ye Man again? I’m sorry.
Ms. Fan was just a compliment, and he came back and started complaining about her leg. It turns out Fan thinks the artist is on the rise and should get more notice and earn more money. Ip Man, after having just killed a play, wonders about going on vacations. It’s freezing and the sun is bringing me in.
I’m just listening, and I just think it’s amazing.
How can you control a star’s decision?
She was a big-time agent and immediately learned about my confusion, explaining with enthusiasm: “Don’t you know? Wen is always our cousin, and her name is her. I’m sorry.
Wingyang is his cousin.
There were two names in my head: Yeo-ling, Win-woo.
He really used his cousin’s name.
I don’t know.
31
With her brother in town, she had a lot to learn when she was in Yeving with her ex-scoundrel, and had been put on the move and started looking at it with a piece of paper.
From my direction, I can’t see what’s on the top, but Jomo is a script or something.
It is clear that Yip is very interested in the young followers next to the warm and the sun, but it is an obstacle to cousin’s impeccability to ask questions, and it is not in a position to control the eyes of the peaches and to wander over me.
Until Fong and Wenyang went to the study to discuss the contract, there was only me and Yip in the lobby.
He grabbed the opportunity to sit next to me, and it was full of “I’m curious”.
“You’re working for the Wingyang Company? I’m sorry.
“Uh … yes. I’m sorry.
The subconscious moved back and forth.
Yip’s big face is in front of you, so it does look like something like a warm and bright eye. It’s just that the former are more popular, they have their own hymn, they talk low, they have attractive magnetism. He was a little bit of a doll-faced, and he smiled with a little book and a little boyish, but he had a big face and made a cold gesture.
“And there’s a little girl who’ll follow him? Girl, I didn’t say you liked him. I’m sorry.
Yip is laughing. I think it’s a misunderstanding.
I’m trying to explain that his eyes were drawn by the print that he had in his hand, that the file was wrapped in a folder and that there was a line of big words on the cover — internal game planning by sun and snow.
The Lord’s internal information!
I’m not interested in chasing a star, but I’m curious about the big guy who’s always in the game forum. “Speaker Ip, is this your information?” I’m sorry.
Yeo-soo, “Yeah, why? I’m sorry.
“Can I see that?”
“Okay, take it!”
The other hand brought things over with great pain, and I slightly turned over the plan, adding much to the new information film, in addition to the information already available at the previous web forum. But since it’s internal, how could it be here?
Ip Man is the sun and snow?
No wonder you got firsthand information in the warm sun. The top man is the mystery man in the game forum, and he’s really in love.
I’ve got eyes on Yip, “Good guy, I’m looking at the living boss. I’m sorry.
Yeo-linge doesn’t seem to notice that he’s lost his horse, and he laughs.
“You’re my fan? I’m sorry.
I’m sure there’s a lot more to talk about.
And he took a pat of his chest, and assured him, “That is.” I’ve been back on the Internet with your information. I’m sorry.
“Oh, yeah?”
Of course! You are a legend in our game. I’m sorry.
Wrong.
I don’t know. I didn’t open my mouth.
Keep your eyes open and see the sun standing not far behind you, with sympathy. And at this very moment, the top star would have snuck oil under his feet to another chair, carrying the data of the attack, and made a very serious look.
The star chase was discovered by the boss. It’s embarrassing.
I held my right hand and coughed twice: “Nothing. I’m sorry.
The atmosphere was not right, and her sister Fang and Yeowen were running, leaving behind a few expressions of concern. There was only me and the sun in the big house.
“I hear you’ll be in the middle of the hall.” I’m sorry.
“No, that’s not funny.” The first time I saw the man in the legend, there was always some excitement. I’m sorry.
“The Man in the Legend,” he frowns, “When did this kid have the title?” I’m sorry.
“The sun and snow!” You don’t want to play dumb. Ip Man is the sun and snow. I’m sorry.
“Who told you he was sun and snow. I’m sorry.
It’s still something to hide.
“Look at the inside of this table.” There are four of us, two men and two women. I’m not, you’re not, I’m not, I’m not. I’m sorry.
How dare you lie to me.
It’s warm and warm and sips a cup of tea.
“Then who told you I’m not?” I’m sorry.
32
Even though the warm sun in the game is well equipped.
But our game is a 3-D action-like web trip, and it’s the only thing that matters. A video was uploaded by the Great God, and video recorders were familiar with their skills, successful over-the-counter and PK.
But in fact, I’ve been taught how to play his game, and it’s really very good.
There have been analyses based on articles, screenshots, etc. from the sun and snow, and based on his familiarity with the skills of the various professions and his strategic sense of play, it is assumed that the boss may be the top ten in the service sector. It was even felt that the sun and snow could be the pony armor of the members of the game team.
The sun is the sun and snow?
That moment, I suspected he wasn’t teasing me.
But he didn’t have to lie about it. Who can think of that? In reality, the game-class hegemonic president, who is famous at the Tribune, is the same. People on the Internet spend half a day in analysis without knowing that they were a spring conductor in real life.
“Hey. I’m sorry.
I’m suffocating.
“What’s wrong?” I’m sorry.
And when I looked at each other in complexity, I said, “Man, what secrets do you have?” I’m sorry.
“…”
It’s just like the sun and the sun is so heavy, and it’s just as complicated. I’m sorry.
“You’re just four or five years older than I am. I waved out his hand, and there was no good way, “So before I heard we talk about the sun and the snow, you played dumb. I’m sorry.
Remembering that I was in the middle of a warm day, and he said, “I’m a big man’s big man” and “l’ve loved Big Man for 10,000 years” and “Big Bull.”
Help!
Cover your head and try not to think about it. But the more so, the clearer those awkward scenes are, the more obstinate they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they
I don’t know if I’ve written a draft for my suicide note, but I’m proud of it.
Didn’t you say you liked the side of the gift I designed? How do you like it? If you like, I still have some at home. I’ll get them for you next time. I’m sorry.
Around the gift…
I look at the big pillars in the hall with some consternation.
It’s not disrespectful to the gods, but it’s just too much. But he was afraid to say that he had to look back on the map he had sent on the Internet, saying, “I like it.” Especially the red dress that the aerobics wear.
He put on a few cups of tea, and the lids and cups made a clear sound.
A warm smile and a gentle smile.
“But in my design, it’s not the red dress that I wear. I’m sorry.
Okay.
And there is no more regret in a man’s life.
I don’t know.
33
After a day of work, rumours began in the office. And it was Sister-in-law, who went out of the room with me the other day and heard the captain whispering before leaving.
– You ask me, I ask who goes. Maybe the boss looks at you all day.
And, according to its own imagination, it extends indefinitely.
And she shared her testimony with me, and she asked me with a sincere heart: “Hin-hyun, speak with my sister.” I’m sorry.
She looked around and looked like she was trying to determine if anyone else was listening and whispered: “Are you a relationship? I’m sorry.
Look at the warmth of a man not far away, and think of his private appearance.
On-line pop, kind of a relationship, huh?
I don’t know if it’s time to nod or shake my head, but it’s only time for me to say, “How do you put it?” I’m sorry.
“What’s the answer? He says he looks at me like he’s hiding. When we’re stupid, we’re all alone in the world, let alone taking our female colleagues out to talk. I’m sorry.
It’s a good analysis, but I can’t help it.
“Did you ever think of a possible…”
“What’s possible?”
“Maybe it’s because he’s in love with me? I’m sorry.
“Foot. She smiled, her voice was loud enough to be heard by others, and she was too busy taking down the volume and squeezing my eyelids, “You don’t know that. Forget it, understand.” He said he went back to work without giving me any explanation.
I’m silent, staring at the new red tea and thinking.
What exactly did the sun do to keep itself in such a position?
Some of the stars in the entertainment business are supposed to have fun in their sleep, drink tea and put a thumb in their hearts — the cow.
I don’t know.
I don’t know if it’s too much of a story to send.
Every few days, I have an unexpected guest on my desk — Haqin. She’s got a very high profile and she’s come to talk to an intern now.
Others were surprised, so they quietly turned their eyes this way.
But she didn’t seem to see the sight of the outside world, she smiled and bended to make me a PPT and was kind and kind.
Listening to her whispering, I’m a little confused.
Don’t you think all the bad girls in the drama are trying to break up each other? It’s so nice to be here, but it’s like a beautiful woman with patience and help.
I want to cry, “Sir, I’m not really a warm relative.” I’m sorry.
The summer Qin smiled shyly: “I know.” I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
34
That night, when I was in the team, I didn’t look very good on the sun.
A little girl: What’s wrong? Don’t you have a day-to-day job today?
straight man of the universe: Tired, not done.
A little squirt: It’s been hard lately. Give me the captain or you can follow him.
He’s a lost face, and he’s not coming anywhere.
What’s our relationship? Double team playing games every day.
A little chubby:
straight man of the universe: Nothing, just tired. Stop playing and go to bed.
Instead of trying to get off the line, I just want to provoke him, so I can put the other side’s heart on the line and break this ambiguous situation.
Who knows that the sun and the sun are not answering, and it’s only a few minutes before the team channel says, “Good night.”
What an idiot.
I don’t know what to say. My eyes are sore.
Even though you know that you’re a little off at the moment, the restless heart is just sore. I didn’t actually talk about true love. Even though it is best to be single every day, it is always in the eyes of parents who expect true feelings.
I thought that the warm sun would respond to his expectations, and I felt shy, and I opened my mouth to him and tried to reverse the present embarrassment. The other side turned away from the subject and kept the girl’s heart hidden in the air and hung it half the way.
He probably didn’t like me.
He probably just thinks I’m funny.
What is gentle is just a filter that I have imposed on the other.
And that night I looked at the ceiling of the night and thought of many things, and it was not long before I was lost, and my eyes were closed by the nightfall.
35
My relationship with the warm sun has fallen to the ice point.
It’s unilateral, though.
Even in the studio, it’s just a “temperature better” cry.
I don’t know if it’s because of gambling or because I’m afraid to refuse.
This situation lasted until the day the group was formed.
In mid-January, the leadership of the planning department planned a mission, climbing the mountains in the morning, having tea in the afternoon, at the end of the evening dinner, and setting up several KTV booths to bring everyone together to sing.
I’m not interested, but I can’t say no, so I’m just going to sit around with a little stick in my room and make an atmosphere group, and for a second I’m going with the rhythm.
The planning department had nothing to do with the sun.
But at 9 p.m., he was in the booth with the big developer at the back of the studio. As the sun enters the door, the eyes seem to drift to the corner. I just don’t know, go back and talk to my colleagues.
The leader was a little surprised, too: “Win Boss, what are you doing here? I’m sorry.
The big developer smiled and hit him on the shoulder: “Just passing by.” Dude, your department’s a little busy. We’ll do it next time. I’m sorry.
When the sun came, I felt unnatural. After 20 minutes of restlessness, he tried to find an excuse to turn off the lights in his bedroom and go back earlier.
I didn’t think I’d finish it, and the big developer pointed at me like, “A little girl, perfect!” I’m going back too. This guy can’t drink. He’ll pour out a few drinks. I’m sorry.
Subconscious look on his side.
Under the dark lights, the sun is red, and the light is in the black eye.
Look at this look.
I said, “Okay.”
I don’t know.
The big developer said he wanted me to give a hand, actually, when he got to the apartment, he was going to leave. I was too busy to call him, “I’ll go with you, Brother Wang. I’m sorry.
Brother Wang asks, “Do you take care of him?” I’m sorry.
It’s good to drink, but it’s not crazy, but it’s like a kid. Sitting on the sofa right now, muttering about what to say.
“I don’t know Mr. Wen. I’m sorry.
“Really? Brother Wang smiled, “This kid’s got a way of writing. I’m sorry.
Dude.
It’s also an insider.
And when I was revealed, I was in a state of confusion, and he shook his head, and he was helpless: “One or two, without knowing what to do. So did the kid, who recently came to my office at three and a half turns, and started when his conscience came to light. I’m sorry.
He said it was warm?
The man who is not far from the back, who sits straight on his back, looks at me and smiles at me, he has a little red color, and he speaks softly like marshmallows.
He turned his head and said, “I’m not sure about it. I’m sorry.
“Going away.” I’m sorry.
Leave me alone.
When he drinks, he’s like a kid, and he shouts at me. I couldn’t, but I went to sit next to him, and I saw him smiling, and I felt so good and funny in my heart, and I yelled, “What a soul.” I’m sorry.
“Yipshin”?
“At that. I’m sorry.
The warmth of the male breath came out of the bottle, and I felt like I was trapped in the heat from his face. And when he was able to push him away and was strong, he could not see why he was unable to move his body, so he rushed to his face and said to his chest, “Do not do anything.”
It’s not too much to do, it’s just putting its head on my shoulder, and Chubba says, “Why don’t you listen to me?” I’m sorry.
What a villain first.
I said, “What say you?”
But no more pushing.
“I’m sorry, I made you angry.” I’m sorry.
“I was wrong. I’m just so scared that you don’t like me. I’m sorry.
It is clear that he dares to do so, but he can’t confess, and now he’s down to say I don’t like him.
My nose is sour: “You refused and said no, and hung me without saying.” I’m sorry.
“I’m sorry I’m just a little scared.” I’m sorry.
“What are you afraid of? What are you afraid of? I’m sorry.
I’m afraid you think I’m childish…
I don’t know.
36
It’s not like it’s been so quiet since we were kids.
Wingyang, though introverted, was very happy to play with his peers. But he likes things that don’t seem the same as ordinary little boys. The boy around likes to run wild and play ball, while he likes toys brought by girls next door.
But it’s something that changes in the eyes of adults.
Wynn’s mother believes that her children have serious errors in gender awareness.
Wingyang did not understand, and he felt that he was still a young man in his mother ‘ s mouth and that if something happened to her, he would still stand up and protect her from her.
“Mommy, look. I’m sorry.
The child’s innocent smile falls into the eyes of her mother and it’s even more impressive.
This single mother, who gave up everything because of love, felt she could not let it go. She cannot allow her only son to become a male, female and male pervert.
Wendy’s made up her mind.
She lost all her hidden toys, including the dolls in her hand, and forced him to stop playing with the girls from now on. This was followed by the purchase of new “toys for boys” such as basketball, games, racing cars, etc.
Wingyang wondered how to explain it to the adult population and complained that many of the toys in front of him were less comfortable than the dolls in his hand.
He doesn’t know what’s behind Mom.
Until that day, the boy had picked up a kitten from the side of the road that had been dumped in a box. He looked at the cat in the box and felt like his heart was about to melt, and he tried to reach out and try to touch him, thinking that he would run away, but didn’t care about the little side of the cat, gently rubbing on the hands of the boy.
He felt, “The cat likes me and wants to come home with me.”
Despite the recent mood swing of the mother, he had taken the decision to bring the kitten home and had made countless attempts to convince the other side on his way.
And then what the boy doesn’t remember.
“Do you want to be a pervert who is not male or female?” Have I worked so hard to raise you to become a pervert? I’m sorry.
And then there’s the kitty bark.
The boy didn’t know what to do and cried so badly. He just took a kitten home, he just liked furry animals and objects, so he became a mother’s pervert.
Since then, he has never mentioned a cat.
Boys gradually grow up to be the mother’s hope, and men deserve it — steady and decent.
But until that single mother closes her eyes, the sun still doesn’t have the courage to tell her that I still like fury toys, but I’m not a pervert.
That was so deep that he occasionally doubted. Does anyone else think they’re sick? The sun only hides its true thoughts, tries not to contact others and takes a cold look.
But it’s not clear whether it’s a little warm, it’s a little warm.
Do you like velvet toys and cute boys as perverts?
I looked around and listened, and I couldn’t help but to hear the back of my hand and caressed the back of this man and comforted him by saying, “No, you’re not a pervert.” I’m sorry.
The sun is red, and the eyes are red: “I am not unaware of your hints, I am afraid…”
Just afraid that someone would scream at my nose, as they were.
I was just afraid someone would throw my cat on the ground.
He said he couldn’t go on and apologized again and again.
“Sorry, sorry. I’m sorry.
It’s like a little gossip.
I don’t know.
37
The next day I was awakened by the scent of food.
Not much food was eaten yesterday, and the day-to-day hikes were so exhausting that it was hungry at the moment that it was ringing in the stomach.
The sun is not in the house.
I was lying on the couch last night, and I was laid on the bed in good order.
Up and out of bed, the door opened the door and saw a warm sun coming out of the kitchen with a black apron and a plate in his hand. When I woke up, he was stunned and quickly turned away.
“Go wash and eat. There are new toothbrushes and towels in the bathroom. I’m sorry.
“Good. I’m sorry.
During breakfast, neither of them spoke. On several occasions, he looked up and looked at me in the air, without asking questions, and he continued to look down and eat.
Finally, I couldn’t help but lay down my chopstick and ask, “What are you doing? I’m sorry.
“No…”
“Then why do you keep looking at me? I’m sorry.
“It’s all right,” he had a sip of milk to cover up the awkwardness. You took me back yesterday, drank a little too much, didn’t say anything wrong to offend you…”
“Good. “You didn’t say anything but ask me a question. I’m sorry.
“What’s the problem?”
The speed of the warm and bright questions was a little too high, probably to notice that he was showing too much excitement and immediately stopped to drink milk, except for a little white on the finger of the cup.
I looked in my eyes, but I didn’t pierc, I dragged my voice, and I deliberately extended it and said, “Ah, it’s nothing.” Just ask…
The men’s eyelashes are shaking across the street.
And I laughed at him: “You asked me if I could be your girlfriend, and you said I was especially fond of me, and I was so mad at me that I hit the wall for me.” I’m sorry.
The warm sun was choked by milk and rushed to draw a paper towel from the table and coughed with its nose and nose. I don’t want to go up and help. I’m still eating slowly.
His eyes were running away, but he couldn’t help but look at me: “How did you respond?” I’m sorry.
I can’t hold it.
I asked him, “So you admit you like me? I’m sorry.
“What I’m trying to tell you is that I’ve never been able to find the right time and I don’t want to talk to you on the Internet, and I don’t think it’s official enough. I’m sorry.
I watched him get red on his face and I stopped making fun of myself. Get up and stand by the warm sun, look down at him and bend your eyes.
I said, “Good morning, boyfriend. I’m sorry.
[Exhales]
Having confirmed my relationship with Wingyang, I chose to keep my colleagues secret.
It’s just for no reason.
The period of internship at the school is at least three months, and I’ve been on vacation for over three months since mid-November.
The sun, though reluctant, is still not holding me back.
Until that day, I found a large bouquet of roses on the table at work.
I thought it was a little surprise prepared by the sun, but I didn’t find it right when I picked up the little card. It just says on the card — can we have dinner at night? By anonymous colleagues
How could you miss such gossip when you came to me, and when you ran into me and tortured me, and saw me in the end, you left me with no clue, and turned your eyes towards the other male colleagues in the group.
“Well, you guys, you’re gonna have to make a big story when you get here. I’m sorry.
“Huh…”
I’m embarrassed to laugh, to find solutions in my head. I was looking for an opportunity to throw away the flowers, but I felt too self-respectful, and I thought I would put the visible roses under the table for the lunch break.
Cold water is filled with teeth, and flowers are held, while the glass door shows a warm sun and the head of the conspirator. “What day is it? I’m sorry.
When you look at me again, you see a few questions.
It’s not cheating…
Even so, the flower was cast on the earth with a false heart.
There are young people in the playrooms, and it’s natural for everyone to talk. When the leaders ask questions, they laugh, and you say my words, and you start to tell the story of what happened.
“This is called “Fatful Water”! I didn’t think we’d be able to hit sweet sugar. I’m sorry.
I can’t wait to cover my sister’s mouth. However, fearing that they would react too much, causing others to wonder, he struck a ha ha, trying to pass things over.
“Ha ha ha, kidding. The leaders are here. Let’s get to work. I’m sorry.
And he looked at the jealous man and cried silently.
– Please, give me some respect?
It’s only dark, turned around and left with a sentence: “No work, no work in the office. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
When the game was logged in at night, it was discovered that the sun was waiting for me at the agreed place. Just in the line, when you’re ready to start the wheat, you pop up in the middle of the screen.
[A little girl asks you to trade, accept or refuse]
I’m in a hurry to accept.
“What’s going on? I’m sorry.
Sunny didn’t talk, but soon I understood what was going on. See only that the trade list is rapidly filled with flowers – [Roses 99] [Lira 99] [Roses 99] …
The bouquet of flowers in the game can be used to increase the closeness of friends. Flowers can be purchased in the mall with coupons, and occasionally randomly fall during missions. “Big brother, it’s not like you have money, is it?
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
“Win-yang, you’re such a pussy. I’m sorry.
It’s not over yet.
When I got the run-off, I had a real headache. When you dialed the warm-yang cell phone, you whispered with the eyes of your roommates envious, and asked, “What is wrong with you?” I’m sorry.
I’m going to shoot Liu Mei’s little hand.
She only saw light in her eyes, with her hands on her chest, as Princess Disney was about to sing, whispering, “Boy, your boyfriend is so sweet.” I’m sorry.
Although Liao-mei tried to keep his voice down, that sentence was passed through the microphone into the Wingyang ear. And the man whose heart had been lost was raised in blood, and he rose up with his tail, and began to show off, “Look, it is a compliment.”
“Does the money burn? It’s better to call me when it burns. I’m sorry.
“That’s a little too much. We might have to go to the bank counter. I’m sorry.
He’s still on his way back.
I laughed, “Yo, isn’t anybody saying this morning?” Don’t do this shit. I’m sorry.
“Yeah! “Of course it’s a mess, but I’m your boyfriend.” Boyfriend sent flowers. Isn’t that the law? I’m sorry.
That was a good point, and there was no rebuttable argument.
“A young girl is too young to be fooled by a man outside.” I’m sorry.
This man really calls for a thief.
And I stung the temples and looked at the flowers on the ground, and I proceeded to sigh.
“Bring flowers, but no ass. I’m sorry.
“It’s not that you can see the flowers, and you won’t be fascinated by wild flowers.” I’m sorry.
“Thank you for your hard work. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
At the end of the year, the trade union’s foundation conference was finally finalized. On Saturday, the place was at the hotel at the city’s heart road, 6 stops from my school.
Without wanting to participate in such a gathering, the best friend and sister who has known each other for many years has a soft, hard bubble and has no idea how to say no, and has no choice but to promise to arrive on time.
Before I left, I made a special call to Wenyang. He didn’t want to go, he asked me about the location and the end, and said he’d drive me back to school when the meal was over.
“1102…”
Following the numbers in one room, we finally found the 1102. The doors are open and can be heard far from the house where people are talking, like the latest information film.
The steps were taken before the girls came out of them. She’s not tall, she’s a little sturdy, but she’s not ugly and she’s cute.
“You are?” I’m sorry.
“Uh…” I’m embarrassed to pick my finger, “The straight man of the universe.” I’m sorry.
She was a little surprised, but she quickly reacted and laughed, “Man! I’m a big white rabbit.
And he took my hand and went inside and said, “Good guy. You don’t usually like to drive, you don’t like to blow up pictures. I can’t believe I look so good! I’m sorry.
“Sisters, brothers, boys! I’m sorry.
“This is a man? I’m sorry.
“The big white rabbit is lying to me! I’m sorry.
“Huh? He’s a man. I’m sorry.
And there was a good whistle: “Hey, man, where’s your daughter-in-law?” I’m sorry.
It’s true that I couldn’t stand the enthusiasm, and I was in a hurry to send a tweet to my daughter-in-law.
I’m: I knew I wouldn’t come and cried.
Warm: What’s up?
I’m: It’s embarrassing…
Temperature: touch.
Sun: Sneak out early if you can’t get down there. I’ll take you to a good meal.
The good word hasn’t been sent out yet, but the shoulder is slapping. He turned his head and only saw a boy wearing black-box glasses, and somehow sat on his side and laughed, and said, “Man, don’t play with your phone. I’m sorry.
He looks familiar.
I frowned, “Did we meet? I’m sorry.
The other one was surprised and then turned and laughed.
“Academies, you helped me sign up for the new society. That’s the one, the one who paid for the phone and gave it to the booth. I’m sorry.
I didn’t think I’d be a student, and I didn’t feel a little relaxed when I met someone I knew, and I went on to say, “You’re in a union, too.” I’m sorry.
“My name’s Rebel. We used to brush Ben. I’m sorry.
The reverse light is our union summoner, the nanny. It is also a recent trade union, which is well-connected because of its active and well-functioning activities.
He knows how to talk like he’ll always find something you’re interested in. The big white rabbit’s milk is so hot that we’re laughing to get involved. The awkwardness of the moment has gradually faded from your conversation, and the “good” word that was answered by Wingyang is stuck in the chat box.
“Man! Someone’s looking. I’m sorry.
He is telling the story of what happened when he used to ride the Tibetan line. We were hearing God with those who were with us, but we heard a voice at the door, and looked up to it as if it had been a dream.
It’s warm.
He was wearing a black velvet and a gray fur hat on his head, which looked much younger than usual. The warm and light line slid around, and ended up on me eating guacamole, and stinging my eyes.
Shit.
I forgot my boyfriend.
The reverse light seems to know something, and the story stops. He rises, he borrows the space for my coconut milk, and asks me, “This is your classmate. I’m sorry.
“It’s mine…”
Boyfriend hasn’t said three words yet.
The sun has come to me with long legs, half of its body between the reverse light and my seat, reaching out to each other without an expression: “I’m a little twig under my introduction. I’m sorry.
“Cough.”
I swear, I heard several people coughing.
It’s clear that the reverse light didn’t react either: “Hello. I’m the reverse light. I’m sorry.
“Is it not a girl?” So, you two are still married in the game. I’m sorry.
The sun is waiting for that.
He was groaning and he looked at me and he was drowning.
“There’s no way. Hin-hin always likes it. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
The party was not completely over, and I rushed the sun out.
The eyes of the people are so hot, that in the big eyes, the word “you’re a bitch.” I was embarrassed by my toes, and I was ashamed to tear down the balcony in front of my face, and I could only scold him thousands of times in my heart, hiding under the table, quietly stepping on his feet.
The sun is holding on to pain and still has a decent smile on its face.
And in order to maintain my boyfriend’s set-up, to provide me with sweet pick-up and water, he moved his feet quietly in the middle of an operation to avoid further violence.
Sitting in the parking lot, I question the sun.
“What do you mean? I’m sorry.
“What does that mean? I’m sorry.
It’s only now that the sun feels embarrassed, and then the ears are red and the eyes are shiver.
Dog man, now you know you’re shy?
Why didn’t I see you when I killed you?
When I got to the ears of the sun, I deliberately put my voice down: “Do you want to run away, my wife?” I’m sorry.
“Silent. * He couldn’t help but smile and kiss me and his ears are red. *
“How dare you, honey. I’m sorry.
The end–
□ Moximan file number: YX1108EyqN8
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
