What made you decide to give up on someone you’ve been in love for so long?

Four years I’ve been with him, he finally confessed and kissed me in front of everyone.

The next day, his ex-girlfriend was in a suitcase, standing in front of us, laughing like a flower.

Ikechi’s ex is back.

The day after I had a relationship with him.

The day I officially left school, I walked out of the dorm with a big bag, and I saw the girl snapping through his neck.

He seemed to push her away, but he didn’t push.

Until she raises her toes and reaches his thin lips.

It’s like I’ve been hit so hard in the head and my chest’s stuck in something.

Two.

Just yesterday, after the graduation party, I came out of the bar with a few of my classmates, and I walked a little bit, and one of my classmates gently held me up, and he said, “Lin, you’re still single, can I chase you?” I’m sorry.

I stopped and tried to get myself on my feet.

I’m not finished yet, and I was suddenly pulled behind me — Ichichi.

He said, “I will take you back to the evening.” I’m sorry.

It’s probably the first time I’ve ever said no to him.

He looked down at me, he didn’t talk for a day, he had low air pressure, and he was scared. We’ve been following a lot of people back then.

“I said, I’ll send you.” He said, “Take my hand and go to the side of the road.”

I stood there, holding on to him.

“Stop it. I know you like me. After he had said that there was no room for refuting it, he quickly bowed his head against the eyes of others and kissed me.

That kiss, warm and long, I waited four years.

But his confession wasn’t that he liked me, but I liked him.

I’ve been with him all day since the beginning.

I like the bright lights in his eyes, like the stars.

We’re in a community where he likes to sing and I like to write.

He always said that I was the one who could write it in his heart, and I accidentally poked a hole.

He said his heart was pierced by me.

I think I know him, and he knows me.

And at this moment We stand firm upon them, in the sun of the summer, full of abdomen, and know not whether to enter or to retreat.

Until Ichichi saw me. He let her go first, a little awkward.

“Your classmates? She looked at me and asked him.

He nodded his head, he used to be calm in front of me, and suddenly he had a panic.

“Hello, my name is Ho Ann. Ji-chul’s ex-girlfriend. I’m sorry.

She reached out to me and laughed. I didn’t say anything, I just looked at Ichichi.

Ji looked at me, and a little red lips moved. I’m sorry.

One sentence is like a needle in my heart. I want to slap him.

But I didn’t. I didn’t talk like a fool. I even laughed at Ho Ann.

The three of us are sitting in a few seats at the drinking shop in front of the school.

Ho Ann is staring at the drink list.

It took half a day to point to the greens above and say to the waiter, “I want this, ice.” I’m sorry.

Then he raised his head and asked Ichi: “What about you?” I’m sorry.

I was just trying to say something, and she said, “This one too, it’s fun. I’m sorry.

Ji hesitated to speak, she spat her mouth at him and then he nodded his head.

I was gonna say he doesn’t drink ice. Yeah, he’s never had ice or anything with caffeine for years.

One time, I forgot to note that I ordered tea for the students of the club, and it was all iced, and he was sweating and breathing, and he wouldn’t drink.

He said, ‘He will drink his stomach and it will hurt.’ That’s kind of negative.

And then I went for a long time to buy him a single hot drink.

And on another occasion, I strongly recommended that he drink only one sip of iced coffee, a sip of which he refused.

But now she’s just a pet, and he doesn’t say anything, and he accepts it. At this moment, his eyes are staring at Ho An’s wrist across the street. On her weak, white wrist was a bracelet full of herbs.

I suddenly realized why his phone shell was the one that kept changing.

And suddenly there was a blur, and the waiter asked me to order, and I said nothing but the same: I’m sorry.

Then they said something I didn’t remember too much or didn’t even hear.

I remember Ho Ann added mine.

I think it’s like a wildfire. And suddenly it came to me without warning, and it burned me to death. I think too far, and every move they make right now tells me that yesterday’s kiss doesn’t count.

And I’m sitting here, really stupid and redundant.

Ichichi sent her to a nearby place that night, downstairs, where he spoke to me in private.

He stated that they had been in contact for three years, went to school together and worked together. That’s the past I don’t know. He can say whatever he wants. Anyway, I understand. I never understood him for a moment.

“What about me?” I asked.

“You’re fine. There’ll be men who want to be nice to you. A long time later, he said, “Din Zeyu said he was going after you that day, but think about it, he’s a kind boy.” I’m sorry.

I looked into his eyes, so the star never belonged to me.

I’m not talking anymore. Our breakup and confession are on the road.

It’s so romantic when you confess. It’s so sad when you do.

When he had said that, he held me gently, then turned his back into the night, leaving me alone on the early morning road, until the fog passed through the city, and I sat down and cried.

I don’t know how long it’s been, and it feels like I’ve got a big white T-shirt in my eyes.

He lay low, threw out basketball and raised me gently.

He whispered, “Oh, it’s you, Lin Xiao…

I slowly turned my eyes to his face, and that night I confessed to my male classmate, Ding Zeyu.

And suddenly, remembering what Ichi had just said, and the pain in my ears, I said to him, “What did you say yesterday count?” I’m sorry.

He stopped.

After half a day, he said, “Fine, count. I’m sorry.

“I moved out of the dorm, there was nowhere to go. I’m sorry.

His face is red.

I don’t know.

He took me to the apartment outside the school, and he said, “I… I sleep on the couch, and you’ll have one night, and tomorrow I’ll take you to a house. If you’ll excuse me, I’ll find you a hotel nearby.”

“I don’t mind. I interrupted him.

Then came a man’s cry behind his back: “Hello, Ding Zeyu! Don’t play the ball! I’m sorry.

That night he put me in the bedroom and he slept in the living room.

He took out a clean and clean blanket and carefully covered me.

And then I fell asleep.

Six.

Wake up the next day, pick up the phone,

First, there were explosions in the community, and yesterday the boy took a picture of us leaving with him.

And then I exited the group window, and I saw Ichi.

“So soon?”

“Night, are you there?”

“Night”

Are you asleep?

I looked at the information for a few minutes, and I didn’t know how to answer it, thinking about the images he sent Ho Ann back to his place yesterday, and his tone of both messages, which were like sarcasm, and he was like… very upset.

Put down the phone, I feel a headache.

Ding Dae-woo knocked on the door with breakfast and I came out of the bedroom and saw him.

At breakfast, he touched his finger, and he said, “You’re hot. I’m sorry.

I looked up and touched my head, and that’s why I felt like I was losing all my strength. He was in a hurry to help me sit down and go through the medicine box. Been busy for half a day, finding a thermometer, a bottle of accelerant.

He looked after me with care all day, until evening, when I felt my body recovering and he fell asleep on the couch.

The guitarist who joined our community since junior year, I never noticed him. He’s pretty, his side of the nose is sharp, his whole face is clean and he’s smiling when he sleeps.

I can see it. The cell phone suddenly rings. It’s Ichichi.

I pressed the answering button.

“Where are you?” he said.

“I am…”

At the end of the sentence, I knew that there were only a few apartments outside the school, and he lived across the street.

“You’re not really going to live with him, are you? He’s a little angry.

I took a breath and didn’t want to talk to him at the moment.

The phone was silent on both sides for a long time, and he said, “I just sent Ann away. She said she was going to a race. I’m sorry.

“Oh. I’m sorry.

Is he trying to tell me they don’t live together? Or something?

But what does it matter to me?

I didn’t say anything to him, and I hung up.

I’m not in a good position to be friends after a break-up.

The next day I packed up and left Dinzawa’s house.

I rented a house near a company before I graduated.

Ding Zeyu helped me carry my bags in, and to thank him I invited him to dinner tonight.

The last piece of meat, Dingzawa-woo, gave it to me.

“I had a man before. I’m going straight to the point.

He smiled and said, “I know. I’m sorry.

“I’m not sure…”

“It’s okay, I can wait. I’m sorry.

“Why are you being so nice to me? I’m sorry.

His eyebrow was raised and he said, “It was only my life that was bad, and I met you later.” I’m sorry.

It rained outside when he came out and Ding Zeyu took off his clothes and put them on me.

He said, ‘You have the flu, so do not freeze.’ I’m sorry.

# Saying pull me in the rain #

He had only a thin white shirt, and it was all wet as soon as it rained, and he was freezing and sneezing three times in a row, and I was embarrassed to see him in his clothes, and stopped to help him adjust his neck.

He swallowed it.

And suddenly he said, “The night is too late because you are the night of the forest, so I will spare you.” I’m sorry.

I watched him for no reason.

“I really don’t know how dangerous this dress is. He looked at my wide coat.

I don’t know.

When I was sleeping at night, the message came from my cell phone, and I took it out and I saw Ichiko on the screen, opening it with only three words: Are you asleep?

Looking at the phone screen, thinking, guessing, and eventually I didn’t answer.

Just an hour ago, I saw Ho Ann’s circle of friends, and he lit up a little bit down there, and cheered.

And she answered the little kisses.

But he hasn’t paid attention to any circle of friends I’ve sent out in four years.

In the fall, Ding Zeyu became a legal professional and now a lawyer.

The big, young boy was in a suit and busy.

As soon as there’s a holiday, he’ll ask me, “Do you have a place to go for the weekend? I’m sorry.

Just like I used to be about Ichichi.

Finally someone wants to ask me where I want to go. It’s just a place I thought I’d go with, and eventually I changed.

By the sea, Ding Zeyu brought me a suncap.

Dinzawa’s face looked bright in the sun, and he said, “A little evening, I will be in your memory.” I’m sorry.

His white shirt was blown by the sea wind, and he laughed in the wind, and I picked up my phone and took a quick picture.

He took a look at the phone and he approached my face: “Look, you’re going to be friends.” I’m sorry.

I’m sorry, is this a government announcement that I have a boyfriend?

“Well… when you buy me some time to chase you? I’m sorry.

I pretended to think for a while, and watched the look he had hoped for faded down, and then I lifted up my face, “Foot, hair, hair.” I’m sorry.

Besides, it’s really a warm picture.

The next morning, I was woken up by a hurried bell.

The moment I opened the door, I was stuck.

I don’t know how Ji-chul found this place before I could think about it.

So he stood there, with rain on his head, and a drop of water fell down, and even the lashes were wet. He was standing there, with red blood in his eyes, staring at me.

Because I just got up, I slept with my eyes, I didn’t wash my face, I didn’t dress up, and my hair was messy. If it was before, I’d hate to disappear. For the past four years, I have always been a fine make-up in front of him, and my friends have made fun of me for waiting for the lucky one. But it’s no big deal now.

He was breathing and his voice was dumb: “It was only then to see you. I’m sorry.

The smell that he knew broke into my nose and I had a blunt pain in my heart.

“Is something wrong?” I asked him.

“Are you in love with him?” He asked me.

I looked into his eyes and kept silent for a long time because I was thinking about his problems.

And I said, “It may be, but it has nothing to do with you.” I’m sorry.

He reached out to me with his hand: “Stop betting and come with me for breakfast. He smiled, and that face was the one I once became obsessed with.

But now I’m surprisingly calm.

“What’s the matter with you? “Suddenly, the voice of Ding Dae-woo came out of the next room and looked at us. And that moment I saw the whole human body of Jibumi shudder, and the light in my eyes turned into fire, burning.

I smiled and said to him, “I have plans, eat for yourself.” I’m sorry.

He stares at me for a while and rubs my hair, like before.

“I’m waiting for you.” He said that and turned his back.

His back just disappeared in the long hallway of the hotel.

I remember, the third year of college. We camped on the mountains together. And when my roommate and I washed and slept, he was out there whispering, “A little evening, a little evening.” I’m sorry.

I pulled the curtains and his eyebrows were covered in fog.

“I’m afraid you’re cold and I rent you a blanket. He said he rubbed my hair.

There was only one blanket in the class, and he only rented me a blanket. That night I laughed at myself with the covers until dawn and I didn’t sleep.

I went back to my head and looked at Ding Zeyu, and he was wearing a towel, like he had just taken a bath. And suddenly there was a fever on his cheek, and I turned my head and said, ‘I will go back to the shower.’ After a word, it just gets hotter.

He just smiled and never spoke.

After breakfast with Ding Zeyu, I got a message from Ichi, “It’s okay for you to hide from me. I’m here to tell you that I’m engaged to Ho An next month, but we’re just giving her a message to her very sick mother. * I smiled and cried. *

The next minute, we get a message from Ho Ann: “Come next month, 8 o’clock. I’m sorry.

I thought about it, and I said, “Okay, here we are. I’m sorry.

The engagement ceremony, I went with Ding Dae-woo.

Prior to the ceremony, former students of the community proposed to go to the backstage to find Ichichichi.

It was the second time I saw Ho Ann.

She was in front of a mirror sitting in the dressing room, she had a long cigarette in her hand and was proud of her eyes.

The make-up photographer who stood behind her was waiting, and everyone was holding their breath and watching her in silence, and nobody dared to speak.

“What’s wrong? Is this bad? Ichi took the dress and asked softly.

He looked at him, and put the smoke away, and stood up, and his hands were wrapped around his neck, and he was like, “I will not wear anything empty.” I’m sorry.

Ji Kochi didn’t say anything.

I saw a bit of angry eyes, and at a time when someone shouted a lot of betrothals and joy, it was kind of breaking this vague and embarrassing atmosphere.

Ichigo turned back and picked up the bouquet. Turning around and whispering a few things, Ho An was cold-faced and he suddenly saw me and she noded at me.

Compare

In the first half of the year after the break-up, I paid more attention to her than to Ichichi.

Because Ichi never had a personal state, but she did every day.

What store they went to, what play she took, and I know when they drank.

But then she was probably too busy to send a message about two people.

Ji-chung took us out of the backstage and got us a tea break and everyone sat around and talked.

Sometimes his eyes turn to me suddenly, then he wanders away.

Ding Zeyu saw what I thought and took my hand with me. Since he came in, he’s been holding my hand tight.

“Look at me, don’t look at others.” I’m sorry.

I turned and smiled at him. After the show, Ding Zeyu took me home.

That morning, I got up and poured a glass of wine as usual.

I’ve only had two drinks and my phone rings. It’s Ichichi. After the call was answered, no one spoke.

And I said, “Hey,” three times in a row, and suddenly there was a sound, “It was me.” I’m sorry.

“Well, I know. I’m sorry.

“A little late evening…” and his voice stopped for a long time, as though he had the courage to say, “I know I have no right, but can’t you wait for me?” I’m sorry.

“Ikechi. I’m tired. I interrupted him.

And he said good night and I hung up.

Din Zeyu was a person who had long been exposed and found to be in a situation of great difference between his people and his occupation.

And when he took off his suit, he was still the chic guitar boy on stage.

I sometimes followed him to the bar, he sang on stage, and girls screamed and even asked for his contact information.

“Can I add?” He asked me.

“and I’m fine. I said to those girls,

Then the girls looked in my eyes and looked hostile, and they threw their sleeves away.

“Who are you?” Dinzawau asked me.

“The broker?” I laughed.

“Can an agent fall in love with a guitarist? Dinzawau asked me.

“Well, maybe, can you try it? I’m sorry.

“Then you’ll try my house at night. Dinzawa said.

“Try…”

I know that.

“It’s not like I haven’t been there. I’m sorry.

I looked up, and I looked at him, and I couldn’t stand the face.

It was a strange emotion, and I didn’t panic or feel ill when I went to his place.

I don’t know.

And that’s when I got a call from Ichichi, and he said, “I’ll come to you. Where are you?” I’m sorry.

If it had been before, I would not have hesitated.

But now, Ji-chul, you have to treat your moon with all your heart.

“I’m at the bar with Ding Dae-woo. I said:

“Can I come to you?” he said. I’m sorry.

“What do you think?”

He never spoke again.

Who’s calling?

“The harassment phone. I said:

Eleven.

It took another six months, one weekend, when I ran into Ichichi at the coffee shop downstairs.

It was the largest storm of the year in Beijing that day when the rain struck the mobile phone.

The delivery riders have never been answered.

So I went downstairs in slippers and pajamas.

As soon as the door was pushed in, I saw Ichichi sitting at the window.

I said, “What a coincidence. Talk about something? I’m sorry.

He asked me, “What do you think? I waited three days for you. I’m sorry.

Three days. Compared to four years, it’s too short.

I didn’t say anything.

And I went to the bar, and I didn’t say anything, and he said to the waiter, “Thank you for a cup of ice latte. I’m sorry.

“Sorry, it’s hot. I’m sorry.

Suddenly another sound came, and I turned back and Ding Zeyu stood behind me with an unopened umbrella and he was all wet.

“What are you doing out here? I asked him.

“I see you forgot your umbrella.” I’m sorry.

“But you–” I suddenly lost my temper and helped him with his hair, “What about you? Red tea? I’m sorry.

He smiled and noded.

When the payment was made, I remembered Ichichi from the side, suddenly feeling a bit rude, and I just forgot he was around.

His face is more depressed than any other moment I’ve ever seen.

When the coffee was ready, Ding Zeyu said to him, “If you want to go back, I will go up first.” I’m sorry.

“Good. I nod, “Take the umbrella.” I’m sorry.

“I’ll pick you up when you call me. I’m sorry.

I didn’t speak, but he laughed to the Chief, saying, “Maybe if you don’t mind, come and sit down.” I’m sorry.

It took him a long time to sit down and say, “You live together? I’m sorry.

I swerved my head and my fingers touched the hot coffee cup, trying to talk to him with as rational a tone as possible.

“I did like you, but not anymore, you know? I’m sorry.

He was silent for a while and suddenly said, “Your punishment worked.” I’ll wait for you this time, okay? I’m sorry.

I took a deep breath and turned the topic around, “Take care of Ho Ann.” I’m sorry.

“We broke up. I’m sorry.

I hit him in the eye.

He adds: “It was a complete breakup. I’m sorry.

And when he looked at the grief that had been cut in his eyes, I said, “If it’s bad, have a drink at night.” Dae-woo. I’m sorry.

He paused for a moment, and the light in his eyes gradually faded and his hands slowly loosed. It seemed like a tight nerves gave up their struggle.

When I went back, I and Dinzawa talked about a lot of things about Ichichi.

His looks, from the frown of the beginning, to the silence of the words, to the closing of the door at the end, never asked me why.

I poured a glass of water, pushed the door gently, put it on the table.

Hold his waist from behind.

Are you angry?

He turned around and didn’t talk.

“The barrister’s pissed off! * I’m teasing him, my nostrils will be on his face. *

He can’t help it. “Does the barrister bully me?” I’m sorry.

I shake my head.

“How do you make it up to me? I’m sorry.

His eyes are careless radians and don’t look angry.

“Well, I’ll call Ji-chul and tell him not to come to me. “I looked through my address book, I turned around, and I couldn’t find Ichichi.” I deleted him. * I smiled, I said, “Let’s just black him out.”

He’s like, “What else do you know about blackening? You got his number? I’m sorry.

Saying that all of a sudden I was holding on to him, I broke free, and he wasn’t really pushing.

“You keep doing this, you’re out of here tomorrow! I’m sorry.

It worked. He stopped immediately.

The next day, I got a phone call from my university roommate and asked me to go to the Western restaurant near the company.

I’ve been looking around.

The restaurant was dark, and in the dark my arms were suddenly held tight by one man.

I look back, I’m covered in a big figure.

“Lin Xiaotao, your goal is to disappear forever, or do you want me to be mad at you? * His voice is not small, but he has irresistible hegemony.

I’m looking at him, he seems to have been a little thin lately, and even a little bumpy.

“If it wasn’t for Nan, I would have hardly found you. He says:

Nam was my roommate, and she watched me struggle every day and urged me to confess to her early death.

And now I’m really overborn and she’s helping the enemy.

I didn’t answer. I broke his hand and found a seat.

I didn’t make myself feel any better until the waitress ordered food and drank water.

If this moment had happened three years ago, two years ago, it would have been great.

I moved the whole grade, but I didn’t.

“Night, we’re fine, okay? After all, he broke the silence, “For four years, we’ve been together for four years, and I know you’ve always liked me. I’m sorry.

Again, I suddenly find my chest boring.

“Have you ever loved it? “What about you?” I’m sorry.

“I will accept punishment and wait for you. I’m sorry.

That’s what I’ve been wanting to see for years.

However, this image was just a little bit of my heart, and the other face was right in front of me, thinking of him, and my mouth was consciously raised.

He quickly captured the look: “Slight night, do you agree? I’m sorry.

For the first time, I was a little quieter than I’d ever said before him: “I admit I liked you, but you said we were just friends and let me look at the other boys around me, so from that day on, I really fell in love.” I’m sorry.

He lost a moment of his eyes and his eyes were empty.

A few phone rings broke our conversation.

Ji Cheong down, picked up his cell phone, pressed the red button quickly.

I took a look, “You can take it. I’m sorry.

“I’m sorry for the late evening. I’m really not gonna have anything to do with her anymore. He says:

I laughed, “You have nothing to do with her. I have nothing to do with it. It’s like a twist.

Jiji didn’t pick me up, he wasn’t angry.

And suddenly he changed the subject: “You kept asking me what happened after you were drunk. I’m sorry.

I look up.

“That day, you told me that every word you wrote was for me. You said I love you, and I said it many times. I’m sorry.

“That day, I told myself I wanted you to be happy, so I kissed you. I’m sorry.

I interrupted him and looked at his phone: “You should answer the phone first.” I’m sorry.

I don’t seem curious about what he said.

I don’t know.

It’s dark out.

He said to drive me, and I shook my head, “He’s coming.” I’m sorry.

He was staring at me, and there was a wet fog in his eyes: “A little evening, I don’t want any regrets between us.” I’m sorry.

I didn’t say anything. The lights hit my eyes, Ding Zeyu swayed the window, and he smiled.

I looked at him in the end, and then turned my back and walked.

The car started and turned around, and I saw him in the rear-view mirror with his hands down, standing in the middle of the road, and gradually disappearing into my sight. This scene is like the day Ho Ann came back.

When I saw her kiss him, for the first time I clearly felt my loneliness, like an island, in the middle of the sea, without a boat coming around.

There was a long-term song in the car and the lights were on the outside.

Until the car entered Ding Zeyu’s garage, he got out of the car and then pulled my door around.

And when I bowed, I was held up, and there was a little bit of anger in my eyes, and I breathed in my face, and itchy, “This is the last time.” I’m sorry.

I buried my whole face in his chest, and now I am at peace.

See you later. It’s a big award ceremony in the industry, and the companies are here.

Professional ties and, again, in one city, the circle is small, and it is inevitable that one may hear from one another among his population.

Over the years, Ichi has stopped touching his music, and he has partnered with friends to run a brokerage company.

And on that day We put on luxurious make-up, and We wore a black dress, and sat under the table.

As an creator. For the first time I’ve been to such a feast, I’ve been a little pushy and uneasy. My hands are sweating.

Until the moderator read my name and the name of the prize on the stage, my face appeared on the big screen on the stage, and I raised my head, rose up and slowly walked towards the podium.

The moderator smiled and congratulated me and the award guests politely delivered my trophy.

Under the spotlight, everyone’s looking at me right now.

I’m holding the transparent crystal trophy and I’m going down to the microphone.

The hostess said to me, in a near-twisted tone, “Miss Night and Night, everyone on the Internet says you’re a sweet word, and we all particularly want to know what your happiness is.” I’m sorry.

I smiled a bit, and I looked at the camera with a firm eye: “Thank the man who gave me this ring.” I’m sorry.

I raised my hand, and the ring on the no-name finger went off in the light.

“He gave me full love and a life of hope. I’m sorry.

I’m not the little girl who wrote sad words anymore.

And I bowed a deep bow to the audience, but I saw him, Ichichi, as I looked back.

He sat quietly in the back row.

And he looked at me, and he looked at me, and there was nothing inside me.

He also sat there in peace, without saying a word, and applause was on the scene, and he smiled at the table all the time, but he laughed a little.

I don’t know.

Ding Zeyu waits for me outside. My ankles hurt a little. He put his flat shoes on. Then took me a cup and a backpack from Midian.

Ji Qing was not far away from him, and he seemed to be his little assistant behind him, carrying him a glass with a little bit of shyness, with a hot look hanging on him.

Ichichi or that, wherever it is, it shines.

This time I was like a stranger to him and I didn’t even say hello.

Hold Ding Dae-woo’s hand, pass him, step by step towards the parking lot.

When the car turned, the window showed the horn of my upper mouth.

And Ichiko suddenly saw the look. Extraordinary depression.

I don’t know what he was thinking at that moment, but it’s none of my business.

I have my teenager, and he’s right here with me.

I don’t know.

The firm’s intern suddenly said one day, “Sooner and recently, there’s a really hot song on the video platform — your favorite letter, “If” and “if”. I’m sorry.

I lit up a video link, and some of the accidents were Ichi’s face, and his voice, just like he was in a school singer’s game.

The song ended with a big subtitle to his voice: “If time goes back, If I don’t let go. Late. I’m sorry.

I turned off the video and said to the intern, “No cell phones will be brushed during the rest of the day.” I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

Turn winter.

We found it easy to go in and out with Dinzawa.

On his birthday, he stood downstairs with a bunch of flowers, waiting for me. When I came out of the meeting, he had been standing there for an hour.

The girls who pass by look back at him and take pictures.

And I looked up and looked at him with some cold white lips and some heartache.

The security guard said, “Friends are very nice to you, so cold, he’s waiting for you right here, saying you’re coming out. I’m sorry.

I have a little gift box, and I’m sorry, “Is it not your birthday?” I’m sorry.

And he laughed, “It’s a holiday that you have a reason to celebrate, and it’s a gift for you.” I’m sorry.

That night, in the dark light of the restaurant, he spoke a lot to me.

He said, “You know what? I liked you from junior year. I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

I thought Ding Dae-woo had always been such a gentle man.

Until that weekend, he went to the law firm to work overtime.

I waited downstairs for a long time until lunch, and I finally went up to see him.

Just arrived at the front door and saw a beautiful girl in front of the water machine.

And when Zaius came out of her office, she came to him with her eyes open, and she said, “Lawyer Ting, help me change water!” I’m sorry.

Ding Zeyu looked at it at random and said, “I’m in trouble. I’m sorry.

“Just two minutes, Counselor Ding! I’ll buy you tea! “The girl didn’t give up, and she brought a little bit of sweet language.

Ding Zeyu bowed his head to hold his cuffs. “I have mineral water on my table. Drink first. I’m sorry.

Ding Zeyu went by, however, without any effort to change water.

“Whoa, Mr. Ding, you’re amazing! I’ll just ask you…”

“I don’t drink. I’m sorry.

He turned around and suddenly saw me.

“What are you doing up here? He looked at the phone, “I had a silent meeting. I’m sorry.

He smiled, and the face turned more like a coin.

“How did you get up here? I’m sorry.

“What, if I don’t come up, you can…”

He laughed and pulled out his phone at me.

“What? I’m sorry.

“Take a picture of your little vinegar bag! I’m sorry.

I won’t let him shoot, turn around and run.

He came up from behind and he held my waist: “If it’s not for the evening, be my boss’s wife.” I’m sorry.

“I don’t want to. I’m the author of the great myth. I’m sorry.

“What about your assistant? I’m sorry.

“Oh, you’re so annoying! I’m sorry.

After I said that I saw him smiling at the girls across the stairs, and the girls said, “Dinrod, go eat with your friends.” I’m sorry.

“Don’t talk nonsense, call your sister-in-law! I’m sorry.

End

I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.