What was the experience of a young girl?

What was the experience of a young girl? – What?

Summer vacation at the university, living at the home of a senior high-cold school.

His tablets were used in the middle of the night to voice to online lovers.

It’s open and silent.

When I turned the volume up, the bedroom door was opened, and the chief left ear was wearing a bluetooth earpiece.

“Remember to break my headphones before you speak with your voice.” I’m sorry.

One.

It was an accident to borrow from the river.

Our two families were born and my parents were away from home on vacation, and I was entrusted to the Jiang for care.

After living in his home, I found out that the river, which was so beautiful, was a different face.

For example, he didn’t try too hard to get first grade.

In the middle of the night, I went to the living room for a drink, and I found that Jiangyeon’s computer was still on, and there was a keyboard bang in it, and it was supposed to be playing games.

Usually the next day, he’ll wake up at 11 o’clock and fall down at the door, throw me a hundred bucks and go downstairs and buy breakfast.

The rest of the change is my running leg.

Sometimes I can smell the faint smoke on him.

But he never asked me to buy cigarettes.

We have been living together for two weeks in peace and security, and without disturbing each other has become a fixed pattern.

Until one day, my cell phone fell in the water and died instantly.

I had the pity to borrow the phone from Jiang, and he took me a tablet from his bedroom, “Put it on the table. I’m sorry.

Thank you, I’m in.

I’m in such a hurry because I have an online lover.

A. I’ve never met in the group of major interests.

It’s almost every night.

At 12 p.m., the bedroom door is closed.

I ran to the couch in the living room, looking for the strongest part of the network, clearing his voice and giving him a voice.

To make sure the voice is sweet, listen to it.

It’s just that no matter what I do, I can’t hear the sound. I can’t help it.

Still nothing.

I’m stupid. Did I break the tablet I gave you?

Suddenly, bang!

The bedroom door was kicked.

The river was wearing a loose white shirt, and the hairs on its head were slightly messy.

He leaned on the door frame and threw the bluetooth in his left ear at me.

“Remember to break my headphones before you speak with your voice.” I’m sorry.

I’m a second away, and all of a sudden my little face is so red.

Yeah.

He rubbed his hair, he lazyly walked out, standing in front of me, and suddenly bended over.

I was scared to hide.

“What’s wrong with you?” Is that what you kids are all about? I’m sorry.

I’ve had my eyelids and I’ve been scared and I’ve been saying, “Don’t worry about it.”

He looked at me for a while, with his eyelids down, and he said, “No? I’m sorry.

Yes!

“Oh. “Get up straight, light up your phone screens,” says your mother. I’m sorry.

“Don’t! “I’m going to jump over and grab Jiangye’s wrist, “Don’t let my mother know. I’m sorry.

If they knew I was a freshman, they’d be in a hurry.

“I’ll take care of your mother and choose.” I’m sorry.

“You… whatever. I’m sorry.

He sat on a soft couch, lazily leaning on a pillow and looking at me.

“Tell me, how do you get together? I’m sorry.

“Lieutenant, the group met. I’m sorry.

I’m ashamed to die.

“When I was a year old, I was called my brother.” What are you yelling at? I’m sorry.

“Student?

The river took the water from me and took a sip of it. I’m sorry.

“At the age of three, I bought you sugar. I’m sorry.

“Now, call somebody’s brother and call me the senior.” “Do you think you did the right thing?” I’m sorry.

I feel like I’m being lectured by my parents, and I don’t know what to say. I’m sorry.

What should I call it?

“Gang to my brother…”

“Okay, go back. I’m sorry.

“The tablet I’m looking forward to looking at the tablet on the side.”

“The power is out.” I’m sorry.

He opened his eyes and said that there were 99% of electricity.

When I saw him turn on my mother ‘ s address book, I went back to my bedroom, depressed, and the phone was fixed with a horse lashes.

He sent me a couple of messages about me going to the library today.

I’m so excited.

Jiang Yu was out of business, and I put on a white dress with a clavicle on it, and I was happy to be in the library.

A tall boy stood in front of the door with two cups of milk and tea, in a casual dress, and was very elegant.

This is the head of the study department at our school, Don Juan.

There is a high profile among girls.

I hesitated. Go over there. I’m sorry.

He whispered to see me and smiled softly, “Poetry, at last. I’m sorry.

God, it’s really him!

The deer was in my heart and I was ashamed to look at him.

Good luck.

He gave me the milk tea, “The red bean pudding the girl loves, half sugar.” I’m sorry.

I’ll pick up my hands, “Thank you, sir. I’m sorry.

“There’s a movie tonight. Want to see it?”

Before I finished, I saw the library fall in the window, with a white shirt, lazyly sitting in a chair, staring at me with his legs.

Looking at him, he opened his mouth silently: Come here.

It’s over. We got caught on a sneak date.

Idiot!

I grabbed Tang Joo, “Student, I suddenly don’t want to read, can we go to the movies now?” I’m sorry.

“Okay, listen to you.” I’m sorry.

Word down, Tang’s cell phone rings.

I saw him pick up the phone and say something, and Tang hung up and said to me:

“You’ve been trying to get into the arts and culture department. I’ll show you to him. I’m sorry.

I suddenly had a bad feeling, “I don’t want to.”

Tang was waving at the glass, pulling me, “Go, Poetry.” I’m sorry.

So I sat in front of the river, with my head almost buried under the table.

“The new girlfriend, the new girlfriend, the new girlfriend, the new girlfriend, the new girlfriend, the new girlfriend, the new girlfriend, the new girlfriend, the new girlfriend. I’m sorry.

Tang’s smiling a little bit, “I’m still chasing, more shy.” I’m sorry.

And the river measureth me with great measure, and repeatth me: O shy, let us eat at noon. I’m sorry.

I choked and coughed.

“Did you not just say that you were going to go home and cook for your children?” I’m sorry.

“The child has no conscience and no family.” I’m sorry.

I hate to get in there with a sew.

How dare I eat with him.

“Both of the seniors, I’m suddenly a little uncomfortable.”

“Well, let’s go home.” I’m sorry.

Tang Qian is blindfolded, “Okay…”

The date was ruined by the river.

On the way home, I got a text message from Tang Yu to me, “Get some rest.”

“Hey, what’s the big noise?” “What’s going on?” I’m sorry.

I hate him, and I’m afraid he’ll call my mom, so I’ll head down and go back. I’m sorry.

“You’re the one who’s in love with Tang? I’m sorry.

“Oh, you got a problem?”

“Don’t. I’m sorry.

I’m like a hairy lion. “Why do you care? I’m sorry.

I was staring at him for a while, laughing and laughing, “I give my family, don’t fall in love. I’m sorry.

“I’m not young anymore!”

“Have you seen him?” I’m sorry.

I was staring at strange things, and suddenly my face was red, “You…faceless!” I’m sorry.

“Tang told me to help him.” I’m sorry.

He looked down, he was close, and the smell of fresh laundry mixed with the smell of tobacco, and he wrapped me up.

“You little idiot, you can’t give what a boy of our age wants, so be good and get out of here at the end of the summer. I’m sorry.

It was my most embarrassing day, when the young girl’s thoughts were cut out and exposed to the sun.

“People grow up! How do you know I can’t? I’m sorry.

“Really? “I’ll take you somewhere?” I’m sorry.

Two.

I held my breath and promised.

At 11 p.m., Water Street is running from street to end.

A long time ago I knew it was an adult playground and I never dared to step on it.

He took me into a bar.

The first time I came to such a place, I was overwhelmed and followed the river.

The music is deafening and the bright lights piercing the darkness and stimulating the retina.

The river’s light-car was knocked on the bar, “A glass of wild. I’m sorry.

Just look at me, “Can I have a drink?” I’m sorry.

I nod my head.

I was surprised, and I said to the waiter, “Add a Mojito.” I’m sorry.

I didn’t think Jiang Yu had returned to his friends. They saw me.

Master Jiang, who are you?

He’s sitting around, “Don’t worry about the kids. I’m sorry.

“Yo, Master Jiang’s food. I’m sorry.

They greeted me, “Come sister, sit next to your brother and don’t lose her.” I’m sorry.

The river side is a narrow seat.

And We rounded the crowds.

I’m not moving, so I’m trying to get a condensed cookie.

He put Mojito in front of me, “Just right here, don’t run away, drink away, remember? I’m sorry.

And then people laugh, “Mr. Jiang, is this really your kid? I don’t know if you’ve changed your taste. I’m sorry.

Tastes? “I have caught the word with a keen sense.

The red-haired guy next to him whistled: “Sister, tell your parents? Call me brother, I give you everything. I’m sorry.

I had a moment of movement.

If he had the power of the river, he wouldn’t control me.

He didn’t react, he drank quietly, his phone was on, and I took a look and talked to someone.

The red-haired guy next to me is still on me, and Tinker Bell’s wine cup crashes to my attention.

And he struck the glass, and the brightness of the wine reflected the seductive light in the light.

“Sister, I’ll buy you a drink. I’ll tell you who the ex-girlfriend is after drinking. I’m sorry.

That really caught my curiosity, and I reached out to get a drink, and suddenly, with a clear-cut hand, grabbed the glass before me.

Bang!

Red cattle hit a strong bubble in the wild.

It’s natural for the Kong to get to the side of his mouth, to dry it, to push the glass back in front of the man, with a quiet look:

“Drink out, tell her. I’m sorry.

In this light sense of oppression, red hair stuttered immediately, “Give to brother, I’m a fool…”

He was staring at him for a while, and then he smiled, and he said, “That’s a nice wild bomb. I’ll come back ten times. I’m sorry.

So this is the legendary wild bomb.

A sip of wine.

The red hair changed, and he smiled, and he said, “Well, I’ve got things to do.

I’m afraid after a while.

I’ve only had a few of my best friends.

It’s starting to be a shame to come here with a hard head and a river tonight.

“Afraid? The river seized the smoke that had just been lit by the next person, pressed it down in the ashtray, and returned in fear. Stay away from Tang Joo. I’m sorry.

“What’s this got to do with Tang Chun? I’m sorry.

The river leans on its back, as if it was drunk, and its tail is soft, and its eyes are soft,

“Idiot, he can’t do it for you. I’m sorry.

Tonight he was a little restless and he called me a “wit” and he was tired, as if he was ignoring me.

Suddenly, his phone vibrated and the screen was lit.

The river spits out, unbuttons the top button, rises, “Do me a favor and send her home.” I’m sorry.

The boys who were named were sitting out of the dark and the first to show up were watches. I didn’t know the sign, but it looked expensive.

His clothes were alien to the surroundings, a simple gray coat, and gentle and gentle.

He gave me a simple look, picked up the car keys, “Give me the address. I’m sorry.

I’m a little blindfolded.

In a blink, the river disappears.

I got up in a hurry and I said, “I’m in trouble” and I went out with him.

There was a row of cars in the back of the bar.

The cold night wind came and the confused brain was awakened, and I suddenly found myself standing in front of a black MIBAH, and it was a shock.

He’s a rich man!

Open the back door and signal me to get in.

I’m a little murky, and it’s not good to sit behind me…

The car arrived and found that only the co-pilot’s position had been replaced by a cartoon pillow, and the snacks had been laid in a collection box on the side.

I couldn’t figure out how such a nice young man could have a daughter…

It was a bit awkward in the car, and I was looking at the view flying out the window and suddenly someone called me.

He didn’t even think about it.

“Hey, Lu, come pick me up. I’m sorry.

The sound got drunk.

And then he said, “Where? I’m sorry.

The girl gave an address and hung up.

I don’t know why, it’s fast.

I realized I’d caused a lot of trouble.

“Well, ancestors. “It’s not like it’s too hot to see it.

“I know that place, not far from the Chief’s house. You put me in front of the neighborhood, I’ll go in myself. I’m sorry.

It’s a little late.

“It’s okay. It’s early. There’s a lot of people in the neighborhood. I’m sorry.

“Thank you.” I’m sorry.

I got out of the car in front of the junction and watched Mabah go to the night in peace and breathe and get ready to go home.

All of a sudden, the key is still on the river.

I can’t go back.

Only sitting in the front door of the block, with his head down and his eyes blindly passing through the road and looking towards the alley across the street.

And gradually, We raised our heads, and our eyes focused, and our eyes lifted.

The people in the alley…

Looks like Jiang Ying.

There’s another girl?

They were so close, the river was so loose, they fell on the wall, they bowed their heads…

Kiss?

I looked in the eye, I couldn’t see it. After a while, the girl left.

The shadow of the river fell in the shadows for a long time.

Ten minutes later, I can’t sit. He can’t sleep, can he? I want to go home.

The road was empty at 11:00 p.m. I walked through and stopped in the alley.

“Jiang to brother”?

I tried to shout the shadows not far away.

He remained attached to the wall, unable to see whether he was awake or asleep.

Whisper for a few seconds, I step into the alley.

I’ve come close, I’ve smelled the lumber, and a scent of perfume…

I knew it, they…

I swallowed my saliva, prayed that the river would not kill me, reached out and grabbed his shirt under the corner, whispered:

“Jiang, go home. I’m sorry.

The alleys are isolated from the evening wind, and the perfumes spread in the still air.

And the stars dwindle with mercy, and by the stars We see the lashes of the river near to a stair, low and long.

You’re asleep.

I’m curious to pick up my toes and come close.

Then he saw his eyes opened in half, and his eyes were filled with irritation.

I was too slow to react, and in a worm’s bell, the river held my chin by the hand, forcing me to touch his lips.

I’m shaking, I can’t afford to fall, and I’m losing my mind.

He’s mistaken!

He kissed the wrong person!

The night was long and the perfumers were horrifying and desperate to expel the outsiders.

And We were not able to hold his shirt, but it was redened.

The river is undetected, biting my lips softly, and the sound blends into intoxication and the tenderness of the night.

“Have you eaten sugar…”

“So sweet…”

3

At this point, it is even harder for me to say whether it is sad or sad.

He screwed up my date, warned me in good faith not to fall in love.

But what now?

I kicked the river in the face, grabbed the key, ran off with no bones.

When I got home, I ran into the room, packed my bags and wanted to move away overnight.

Remembering the only key I had, I left, he couldn’t come back.

So he sat on the couch waiting for him.

The pointer on the wall was past 12 o’clock, and I didn’t wait for the river and fell asleep by the couch.

I dreamt of that beautiful schoolgirl, who took her around the neck and said to me:

“The child is not worthy of love. Your brother is mine. I’m sorry.

And We fell upon the ground in the loud alarm.

Swallowed with sore necks, slowly swallowing and crawling.

Look around, there’s nothing in the living room, and the river hasn’t come back all night.

The only thing I can think of is that he kissed the wrong person and made a mistake with his girlfriend.

I hesitated for a long time to pick up my phone to call Jiang and suddenly the living room door was knocked on.

I ran over to the door and found the river standing at the door with hot soybeans in my hand.

Or was it yesterday’s dress, a little bit of a mess of hair and dust on it?

He squeezed in, changed his shoes, “Eat breakfast.” I’m sorry.

My stupidity was perfected by the calm reaction of the river.

Apparently, they didn’t take it personally.

“I’m moving away.” I’m sorry.

This is why I noticed that the suitcase was packed before the couch. I’m sorry.

“I called my classmates. She said she could take me in for a while. I’m sorry.

“Men and girls?”

I looked at him, “You look just like my mother. I’m sorry.

He pours breakfast into the plate, pulls out the chair, “Let’s finish later. I’m sorry.

I’m really hungry, and the smell of soybean snorting relaxes my mind, slowly swallows it and stuffs it.

“Why do you want to move? “I’ll pass me the soybean and a bag of sugar.

I swallowed up and said, “Last night in the alley…”

“What happened last night? I’m sorry.

I’m holding my breath in my throat, I’m holding back the tears from the sprouts, I’m bowing my head, “Nothing, it’s just that I want to play with my girlfriend.” I’m sorry.

I did it myself. He made a mistake. He doesn’t remember anything.

I look up to the river, “I, yes, yes.”

The way it chews, it’s complicated. I’m sorry.

I said, “What?”

He’s out of line!

“Go, come back in a few days.” I’m sorry.

“You told me to leave before. I’m sorry.

“No advance. “There’s no need to carry anything.” I’m sorry.

I’m a soft guy who won’t refuse. I’m finally running away with a little bag.

My best friend warmly welcomed me.

“Did you see the person you love online?” I’m sorry.

“Yes, Master Tang. I’m sorry.

“Whoa! You’re lucky! I didn’t think you liked Sven! I’m sorry.

I have captured the key words: “defeated…defeated.” I’m sorry.

She’s holding half a bag of yogurt, blinking, “Don’t you know? I’m sorry.

She was lying on my ear, lying in fear of being heard by her parents.

“Who is that?”

The little girl’s face is red, “That’s what you think. I’m sorry.

I suddenly remembered a box of things that Jiang threw at me the other night.

And my best friend looked at me, how he cried, “No! You didn’t know, just fell in! I’m sorry.

I didn’t lie to you.

And then, I’m completely out of the mood for talking to my best friend, and I feel a little guilty.

“As a group, I think the Chief is the same person. “My best friend is eating ice cream with green tea.

And suddenly we heard the name of the river, and We answered, “He is not.” I’m sorry.

“How do you know? I’m sorry.

I can’t tell you what happened to my family, so I can say in red:

“I have a sister who knows him. It’s safe. I’m sorry.

My best friend is holding on to his chin and speculates with interest:

“It’s probably too boring for the Chief to like it, otherwise there’ll be no girls if the boys take the initiative. To live at his house is to enter the mouth of the sheep. I’m sorry.

I would also like to rebut that short, soft kiss in the alley came into my head, reminding me that my best friend was right.

It’s not the same for the people you like.

Even the tone is different.

“I’m sleepy. “I’ve probably never had a boyfriend in my life.” I’m sorry.

No one’s ever been chased, tortured, taken to college, first known to be Sven.

The head of the boarding school, he also kissed me as his girlfriend, without an apology.

There are no worse people in the world.

And my best friend came in here and hugged me like a bear bear. I’m sorry.

He stayed at his best friend’s house for three days, and he sent me a message.

“Poetry, I haven’t seen the movie I owe you yet. Are you free today? I’m sorry.

I’ve got my phone and I’ve been walking around.

I wanted to say no, but I did.

Go and worry about Master Tang.

She said, “If only you would have refused.” I’m sorry.

Mr. Tang helped me a lot, I can’t do it, and he hasn’t done anything bad to me so far. Would he be a little over-reacting?

And my best friend exclaims, “You are too concerned about other people’s ideas, and you’re going to lose them.” I’m sorry.

I’ve been thinking about it, and I’ve been in bed, and I want to see my phone.

Found on the screen a dialogue between me and Jiangyee, and the chat interface pops up my message: Do you have a date?

I don’t know.

This is my friend’s message the other day. I accidentally forwarded it to her.

Aah!

I was so busy looking for the retractor key, it was deleted.

At this moment, the world is dark.

I was on the sofa and tears were spinning in my eyes.

The next minute, Kang-yoon called.

I’d rather have never been in the world myself than watching the bell button that keeps beating.

“Where to go?” I’m sorry.

My brain is in a dead condition. No, no, no.

“Poetry, why don’t you go to the cinema this afternoon and wear my dress? I’m sure I can capture the heart of the man. I’m sorry.

And the best of them was to push the door with a yellow dress of Euros.

Her voice is clear and clear to the other side of the river.

Then the phone was silent, and he said, “I will buy a ticket, and I will send it to you in a moment.” I’m sorry.

Then I hung up.

I’m showing a laugh worse than crying at the busy sound of the phone.

It looks like it’s been stung.

Ten minutes later, my best friend looked at me with a cloud over my head and made an idea:

“Didn’t you say yes to Mr. Tang? I’m sorry.

I grabbed a life-saving straw and edited a text with Mr. Tang, “I’m sorry, I’m–“

“Ding!” A message came out of the screen, and a screenshot was sent by Don.

“At 2 p.m., the first gallery of the Star and Space Cinema, The First Love Diaries. I’m sorry.

I’m:

If you refuse to do so, I’ll do it in half. I don’t have the courage to do it anymore.

My best friend comforted me by saying, “It’s time for you to stagger. I’m sorry.

“Ding!” I’m sorry.

Jiang Yue: ” 2 p.m., Stars and Space Films, 3rd Pavilion, ” Hearts and Hearts ” . I’m sorry.

I fell on the couch with my forehead on my head and made a painful moan.

My best friend likes to shoot his thighs, “Poetry, I’m counting on you. I’m sorry.

“I’m not going. My stomach hurts.”

My best friend tells me:

“Think about it, in case they bump into each other in a movie theater, and when they talk, they find out that you’re putting two of them together.”

“Then I have offended both of them. I’m just saying this.

After that, I bit my lips, and I took my cell phone out, and I opened the APP at the cinema.

And my best friend came to me curiously, asking, “What are you doing? I’m sorry.

“and will sin.” I’m sorry.

She looked up, “Midnight Fright?” Are you okay?

“Only this one, I’ll invite them and they won’t say anything…” I’m desperate and I can’t see the light.

And my best friend sat down with me, comfortingly saying, “Did you and Mr. Tang not confirm your relationship?” I’m sorry.

“None. I’m sorry.

If not for the two “brothers” who were captured by the river, it would probably not have been even vague.

“So you’re not sure you’re related to Kang-yoon, are you? I’m sorry.

Where?

If it wasn’t for that dragon’s kiss, we wouldn’t know each other.

“Well, do you have a problem with two distinguished seniors having a midnight shock?” I’m sorry.

I looked straight in my eyes and noded with my head: “It doesn’t sound like anything wrong.” I’m sorry.

My best friend put a big finger on it. I’m sorry.

4

At 2 p.m., I was in my girlfriend’s chosen dress, and I appeared in front of the Starbucks.

After the vote, I looked to my left and sweated.

Suddenly, the shoulder was shot, and I turned back, full of a big bucket of popcorn.

Mr. Tang wears a white shirt, and his golden eyes are laid on his nose, and he smiles softly: “Poetry is beautiful today. I’m sorry.

I’ve got a red face, “Thank you, Chief!” I’m sorry.

“It’s getting late. Let’s go first. “Don’t forget to pick up my purse and go inside.

I said, “Leonour that…”

A cold sound came from the left. I’m sorry.

When I shivered, I took a step back, pulling the distance between him and Mr. Tang.

The river was empty-handed, its shirt was drawn to its cuffs, the sun passed through the treetops, and it spilled stained gold on his irregular hair.

He looked at the popcorn in my hand and looked at Tang-ho. I’m sorry.

Tang pushed the glasses, and slowly admitted: “Yes, she’s after her.” I’m sorry.

I’m embarrassed to find a place to sew in, and the words my girlfriend used to say before she left are like words.

I can see through the river.

I’ve lost the ability to think and feel a lightning in the air.

“I’m sorry, her family won’t let her.” I’m sorry.

“It’s okay. “Goodness is growing slowly.” I’m sorry.

Jiang Yu took two tickets out of his pocket and shoved them at me. I’m sorry.

What do you mean? I’m sorry.

It’s not like it’s the same thing.

I forgot to introduce you to my child. If you want to go after her, try to trick me first, after all, it’s all slowly developed. I’m sorry.

After a moment, Tang Zheng replied softly: “Then ask the Chief to raise his hand and let me see a film with her.” I’m sorry.

“No way…”

I watched them fight, and I raised my hand with fear, with three tickets in my hand.

“Don’t argue, I … I invite you both to watch the movie. I’m sorry.

There was a brief pause in the air, and then the river asked, “What are you looking at?” I’m sorry.

“The midnight terror. I’m sorry.

“…”and the river looked at Tang, “Can you? I’m sorry.

“To the end. I’m sorry.

I followed two bosses and tried to keep my feelings down.

Walking through the manual ticket shop, the river walked by and said a few words to the waiter.

Later, I saw him coming in with a silver bag as tall as his leg and throwing it to me.

Ooh, chubby sound coming from inside.

And We looked up, and looked at him, looking at him in the place of enquiry.

The river stole the kegs of popcorn in my hand, “I’m afraid you don’t have enough to eat. I’m sorry.

I realized he just gave me a bag of popcorn that I couldn’t finish for a year.

Tang’s mouth is boring and reminds me: “It’s time for poetry. I’m sorry.

I never thought I’d be able to sit in a cinema with two men and watch horror movies.

Jiang Zheng and Tang Zheng caught me in the middle of the street and didn’t talk to each other.

I never watch horror movies, but there’s only three movies at two, and there’s no choice.

I caught the popcorn, and in the horrors of the climax, it shrunk and ended up almost burying my face in the popcorn bag, and I couldn’t watch it again.

It’s like a laughter in the ears.

“Afraid? Why don’t you just watch love movies with me? I’m sorry.

“Who wants to see a love film with you?” I’m sorry.

The deafening sound of terror echoes the Buddha on my head, and I shiver, and I grab my arm and I cry to the end.

But the arm wasn’t as cold as I thought.

I slowly bowed and found myself holding the hand of the river.

At this point, the contours touch soft and warm.

Master Tang, when did he reach out and cover my ears?

The strange positions of the three men stood silently in the dark, and the river looked at Tang-chun, and the arcs in the air began to resonate.

I found myself in a position where I couldn’t draw my hand, because the river had taken the opportunity to wrap my hand in his hand and put it in his pocket in a comfortable position.

And after that he took his eyebrow towards Tang-chun, as if he were saying, “Do not be tired of covering her up.” I’m sorry.

The whole film lasted two and a half hours, and I was afraid that Mr. Tang would be tired and that the second half of his efforts would not be afraid, and he was getting loose.

But I didn’t mean to let go. I spent two and a half hours in my suffering.

As soon as the curtain was over, I stood up and said, “Let’s go home.” I’m sorry.

He didn’t know who he saw, and suddenly said, “Spoken, I can’t take you home today. See you later. I’m sorry.

I’m still in the play and I’m swinging at Don.

And the river was carrying popcorn, and asked: “Where are you going?” I’m sorry.

“Friendly home. I’m sorry.

I wouldn’t dare go back with Jiang, in case he’d come to me for an appointment.

Jiang noded, “Come on, take you home. I’m sorry.

“No, no, no, no.

“Oh, you’re not afraid. I’m sorry.

He reminded me that the horror film was once again in his mind.

I finally compromised, “Thank you, sir. I’m sorry.

5

The girl’s neighbourhood was not far, passing through a line of dense shades, walking for 10 minutes and standing downstairs.

The lights were the brightest in the whole neighborhood.

However, at this point, I looked up at the dark window and realized that there was no one at home.

Should I move back?

“What? No key? “I’ve been looking in my pants for a while and I’ve got a white fox hanging out with him.

The soft, plentiful tail rolls around, and a small key is around its neck, and its fine black eyes roll.

“For you, go home tonight. I’m sorry.

I recognize that this doll is in my favorite jewelry store.

I can’t believe you bought me a set of keys.

“Honey, my grandma’s sick, she can’t come back tonight. Where are you?” I’ll send you the keys. I’m sorry.

That means that even if I had the keys to my best friend’s house, it was a person at home, and it was too cruel for me to watch a horror movie.

And We said to our best friend: “No, I will stay with my relatives.” I’m sorry.

“Oh, is that your neighbor’s brother?”

I looked at the river silently.

It’s getting late, the little couple on the street are in pairs, and there’s a lot of activity at the mall tonight.

To go home, you have to go through the couple’s street they built.

And We followed the river in embarrassment, and looked not in the sight of it, lest we could see images which were inappropriate for the young.

But it’s normal for Jiang to stop and ask, “Will you eat this?” I’m sorry.

I’m shaking my head in front of the stand with a red face and I want him to go.

Turn around the corner and suddenly I stop.

In the shadows of the shadows, where no light can be seen, Tang Qing is placing a kiss on the wall.

I remember the smell of familiar perfume.

She’s… she’s not from Jiang.

The world has a moment of silence.

I suddenly realized:

The river is green.

I’m… too. Hmm?

Six.

The river reacted faster than I did. He grabbed me and turned his head in the opposite direction, leaving the loud voices behind.

The atmosphere was depressing.

It’s hard to say who’s worse than who.

Normally, I try to feel the same way so that I don’t get hated.

“Drinking milk tea?” He suddenly asked me.

“Drink. I’m sorry.

They say sweets make people feel better, and in this case, let me not rebut it.

“Two papaya milk oats, hot. “I’m not sure what I’m talking about.

It’s a cold door. It’s not like the rest of the bedroom, and I didn’t think it’d taste like me and it’d be here.

“That I want to put on ice…”

“No, it’s hot. “I’m not sure what I’m talking about.

I never dared to resist the dictatorial rule of Jiangjiang, to turn my back on my mouth and take the hot milk tea from my boss.

On the way, I followed in the back with my best friend, “He’s too busy…”

“Who?”

“A neighbor’s brother. I’m sorry.

“Oh, come on, don’t you think it’s time for you to have your period?” Keep it together. I’m sorry.

I was like, “Are we there?”

Best friend: Come on, we’re back and forth. I’m here. You’re almost there. I’m sorry.

I’ve got a “silent” big-mouthed face, and my girlfriend pops out of nowhere:

“Wait, is it possible that he knows your physiology? Oh, my God.”

“No, I’ve dealt with it every time in secret. I’m sorry.

“Come on, Jane Poetry, if we’re all agents, you’re the first to get caught. I’m sorry.

The dialogue reached an impasse.

After a long time, I said, “I still don’t think it’s possible, if it’s true…”

“That’s too old to be a pervert…”

I was afraid to agree with her, perhaps because of my mother’s advice that the river would take care of me, and watch over my body.

I watched the back of the river for half a day, but I failed to convince myself: “Yes, he is a two-minded old pervert.” I’m sorry.

7

I didn’t notice the river had stopped and hit him in the back.

If it wasn’t for a hand in the back, I’d run over a man.

“Be careful. I’m sorry.

Mr. Tang’s voice is like a spring wind, and it’s very comfortable to listen.

I turned around with two cups of milk tea, remembering the scene, and I said, “What are you doing here? I’m sorry.

He laughed and said, “I saw you in the neighborhood. I’m sorry.

I will step back quietly and stand behind the river.

I don’t want anything to do with him anymore.

Tang Chee means the tea I’m holding. “The tea is good. I like it too. I’m sorry.

“Spoken, I’m thirsty. I’m sorry.

“Aah?”

He took the tea in my hand and said to Tang, “What a coincidence.” Me too. I’m sorry.

The air immediately became full of gunpowder.

I don’t want to get hurt. I want to pass the rest of the place to Tang Chun.

The big hand from heaven grabbed my second cup.

“I’m sorry, I can’t drink enough.” I’m sorry.

Tang laughterly staring at the river, and said, “It’s all right. Poetry, I ask you. I’m sorry.

“No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. I’m sorry.

I realized I might be used as cannon ash.

Both of them actually like pretty Aoi…

On the night of July, a little more time was spent in the cold room.

Tang stopped me in front of the tea stand and paid the boss.

And the owner of the store looked at us all around and laughed, “What happened to the papaya milk?”

Tang picked up papaya milk and handed it to me: “It’s hot, it’s cool. I’m sorry.

The ice in the cup strikes with joy, and it is fun with the hot summer night.

I hesitated.

Cold drinks are good, but pain is really sour.

“She does not drink cold, at least not recently.” I’m sorry.

In a word, I finally came to the conclusion that he knew.

I’m sorry, I didn’t ask.

“It’s okay, sir. I’m sorry.

He’s staring at his cell phone, and he’s trying to get up on his feet. I’m sorry.

“It’s okay. I’ll answer the question.

“I didn’t ask you. I’m sorry.

It’s self-evident. It’s a dump.

Mr. Tang’s cell phone went off, he pulled it out, and he took a step back and waved at me: “Spoetry, I’ll see you tomorrow. I’m sorry.

8

I’m not in a good mood.

He took my milk tea and didn’t give it back.

On the way, I wrote to my best friend, “Is it really bad?” I’m sorry.

“Why all of a sudden?”

“It just seems that no one will ever like me. I’m sorry.

And I paused at the tip of my fingertips, and I deleted it and said again, “Nothing.” I’m sorry.

I’ve been a good kid to my parents since I was a kid.

My heart’s fascinated by love.

In my first year, I was determined to enter into a true love.

But every time I write a love letter, the person I read suddenly has a girlfriend, and for a long time it’s a magic spell.

So is Tang Chun.

He even robbed Jiang Yu’s girlfriend.

Did I live at his house too long and this bad luck passed on to him?

I don’t know, home already.

When he came in, he said, “This summer he learned a lot, and he went back. I’m sorry.

“Okay…”

“Tomorrow, I personally urge you. I’m sorry.

I’m surprised to put up with the urge to escape.

Jiangyu’s achievements are particularly high in school.

He was the only one who had a full score, and someone had managed to get his study material and found out he could not read it.

I don’t want him to be stupid.

Since then, I’ve lived a long day of early greed and blackness, and I’ve been forced to be single, and I’ve been on the run every day.

Jiang Ying’s thinking is clear, so a simple word can fill my head and awaken me.

Seeing the charm of the gods, I’m learning more.

A week before school.

Jiang has become particularly busy and comes home early and late.

On that day, I sat on the sofa and submitted an application for the succession of a member of the Arts Council.

Plum.

The door opened and the river came back.

It’s hot on top of a man’s head for days.

The river was wearing a thin white shirt, sweating and wet hair.

We look at each other.

When I saw him like this, I suddenly had a red face and put on a computer and I said, “I’ll give him my brother.” I’m sorry.

Jiang noded his head, went into the bathroom, and a few minutes later the sound of the water and the moaning of the washing machine was heard.

I quickly filled out the application form and sent it to the conductor, dropped the computer, took out the books, looked at them for a few minutes, and didn’t see a word.

That’s when the bathroom door was ringing.

“Where did you put the towels? The sound of the river is coming.

I suddenly remembered that after washing my head today, I threw towels and dirty clothes into the washing machine and hung them on the balcony.

And I ran to it, and I saw the shape of the river raised high, and the light sculpted out his thread, and said to us, “It is washed.” I’m sorry.

“Where’s the bathrobe? I’m sorry.

“and washed…”

“You let me naked?”

The hand of the river stretches out from the bathroom, and the back of the white hand is stained with a clear line with a crystaly bead.

And I screamed from my heart and said, “Will you not come out? I’m sorry.

“Why don’t you get my clothes? I’m sorry.

“Where are your clothes?”

“Bedroom. He added, “In the first cabinet, keep your eyes open. I’m sorry.

And We opened with great shame the bedrooms of the river, and the grey curtains were set in order, and they were all clean and clean, and they were laid on their beds, and they were not wrinkled.

There was a large closet in the most visible place, and I opened the first floor, as he said, and because he was next to him, I saw something else.

“Simplicity, hurry up or I’ll be out. I’m sorry.

In the face of the rush of the river, I caught a pair of pyjamas running back and stuffed him through the door.

A few minutes later, the river opened the door.

I used to bow my head and apologize, and all of a sudden he stretches his hand over my chin, lifts it up, and says without face:

“Tomorrow I’ll switch to an open collection and the bathrobe will be outside. I’m sorry.

The usual bathrobe is placed in the reception cabinet above the washing machine, and the river is used to itself, and there are no bathrobes in it.

“I’m sorry…” I’m so hot in my ear, I’m trying to hide, but the river is not letting me go, and I’m taking my chin from the bathroom door to the living room.

“My neck hurts and you’re too high for me to keep my head on. I’m sorry.

He smiled and said, “Do you take clothes and not look big?” I’m sorry.

“Aah?”

“That’s my pyjamas in junior high. I’m sorry.

I stopped, and all of a sudden, a heat volcano burst into my face, at the wrong size…

Besides, I seem to have forgotten to bring him my body clothes…

I was so cool. I’m sorry.

9

The river is so close, the smell of fresh shampoo wraps around me, and the heart beats.

He let me go just as soon as I was a godless man, and he walked in and closed the door.

Because of inertia, I waved my head and accidentally fell on the floor.

The marble floor is clear.

I waited a while, covered my face, as if I had opened an unknown field.

From that day on, I began to hide from the river, and many of them preferred to turn to their friends and refused to accept its help.

My mother called several times and asked me to listen to Jiang Ying, saying that he was older than me and understood more than me, and that he did not have the will.

I’m a good boy.

A few days before the start of school, the class leader organized a party.

“Come on! It’s been a long summer. I’m sorry.

The location was chosen for an open-air barbecue villa.

Not far from the school, the main target is the group of university students.

They’re burning hot and roasting.

Because of the lack of charcoal, the task of borrowing charcoal falls on me and on my best friend.

There is a broad tarp road in the villa, with trees on both sides, followed by a river running through the city.

Before the sun set, the house around it was booked.

After a turn, there was a man who hit me.

If it hadn’t been for my best friend, I would’ve had it.

“Who, with no eyes?” He was impatient to shout, and at the moment he saw my face, his anger was flat on his face, and at the moment he laughed, “Sister, you too. I’m sorry.

I recognize him as the red-haired man who was last given by the river, and I don’t want to talk to him.

And he seized me with one hand, and did not give up: “Ah, sister, let me take you for dinner. I’m sorry.

“We’re all in the class, you don’t have to pay. I’m sorry.

I knocked on his side and warned him not to move.

Who knows that he swayed down and asked, “Are the rivers there?” I’m sorry.

The girl yelled at her: “Neurotic.” I’m sorry.

You have to pull me away.

He laughed and stopped in front of me. “Did you hear me? I’m sorry.

It was easy enough to drag me into the villa, and his girlfriend was thrown out.

I struggled and tried to break the handle and was stopped by red hair and held against the door.

The eyes of red hair are full of bad intentions, “You’re not with the river anymore, you’re with your brother.” I’m sorry.

This face makes me sick.

And We turned away from him and said, “The brother of Jiang is waiting for me. I’m sorry.

The villa is full of men like him.

Red hair seems to be in the mood. “The last time your brother bought me a drink, I didn’t thank him. I’m sorry.

He gave me the oil, “Thank you, too. I’m sorry.

I’m sick of it, and my head’s spinning, and I say:

“There’s a lot of people here, let’s go somewhere else and that little garden was fine. I’m sorry.

They all laughed over the ceiling.

Red hair lighted up with smoke and smiled, “Sister, how wild?” Does Jiang know?”

“O brother, don’t be dazzling” and the people will rise up.

I counted the time my best friend went back to call, and as soon as I opened the door, I had to run.

“Don’t try anything. I’m sorry.

Knock, knock.

The door on the left ear was suddenly knocked.

And when the red hair was carrying smoke, he said, “Who is it?” I’m sorry.

He opened the door in anger and opened a suture, and saw it turn and tried to close it.

One inch, four long fingers were inserted into the door, and the back was covered, and he pushed.

No push.

The next minute, the outsiders kick at the door and make a huge noise.

It’s too red to be shot down.

The scene was static, and a group of people were timid.

They’re just a bunch of idle people who aren’t good at fighting.

The only way to see the river pass by with a dark face, bend over and pull his collar up, punch it up and fall right in the eyes of the red hair.

“Big brother! Brother Jiang! I was wrong!” I’m sorry.

“What did I tell you?”

“I don’t forget, I don’t forget…” “Red hair groans, in the cold eyes of the river, pouring beans.” I’m sorry.

What else?

“Look and see and run…”

What else?

“Apologize. I’m sorry.

“Are you sorry?” I’m sorry.

I’m sorry! I’m sorry!

I’ve never seen an embitter like this before. I’ve been scared for a while and I’ve forgotten to speak.

How many times did red hair get hit?

“Do you like her?” I’m sorry.

Red hair shakes his head, “I dare not dare.” I’m sorry.

He used his strength. He was lying down on the ground.

“I love it! Master Jiang, I’m telling the truth. I’m sorry.

I held up my hand again, and I rushed to stop, “No thanks…”

If anything goes wrong, it’s Jiang Yu who loses.

“Where did he touch you?” I’m sorry.

I’m afraid he’ll do anything he wants, shake his head.

“Go back with me.” I’m sorry.

And by the bright light, I saw a gruesome purple cross through his fingertips.

It’s a locket.

He didn’t care. He took me out the door.

I was ignored by the river, and the high-picked figure opened the way for me.

The sunset cast his shadow, and it was long, and I stepped on it, and I didn’t dare to speak.

All of a sudden, he’s standing up and looking back at me.

That’s why he’s been drinking.

“I’m sorry…”

“It’s not your fault. “You have to be responsible for me. I’m sorry.

10

It is at this time of evening that the banks of the river, which have roasted all day long, finally have a cool wind.

The young men, three or two, were riding, chasing the wind on the dyke.

The wind blew up my hair and fell into my eyes.

The river sits on the bench, tumbles its hands, slowly swallows its long tone: “Ache…”

That pretty finger, it’s swollen, it’s all in the heart.

I felt guilty and whispered, “Wait.” I’m sorry.

I usually bring a medical kit to deal with an emergency, and my best friend says she doesn’t understand me at all.

It’s working right now.

When I ran back with a medical bag, the river was lying on the back of the bench and watching the evening.

The sunset drags the tail and hides in the horizon.

Warm light casts upon him, strangling the beautiful shadow of the axe.

The gentle evening wind blew up the tip of his shirt, and he had a lit smoke on his finger, a red-red road followed by the wind, with long legs stretching out.

When I heard it, the river slowly choked off the smoke, threw it in the trash can and kept looking at me with that half-dead look.

“Someone’s out with a medical bag these days? I’m sorry.

And We whispered to him, “Shut the fuck up, for you have no right. I’m sorry.

“Come on, I’m in pain. I’m sorry.

“I know…”

Psychic.

I pulled bandages out of my bag and sterilised cotton balls.

It took a close look to discover that his skin had broken and was bleeding.

“Hold on. I’m sorry.

I can’t help it.

I’m out of iodine. I’ll have to use the alcoholic cotton ball.

It just stomped, and the river “sniffed” and it was like, “I can’t talk.”

“Easy…”

Every time I disinfected the wound, I used iodine volts, and for a long time, the iodine was out, and there was only an alcoholic cotton ball.

It doesn’t hurt. “You don’t hurt when you blow.” I’m sorry.

I stunned for a second, and I realized that the Gang was playing hooligans, face-to-face, not talking.

Not even a little bit of care.

“Ah…” The river laughs, “Slower, it hurts. I’m sorry.

You deserve it.

“I suggest you go to the hospital.” I’m sorry.

“No.” I’m sorry.

“But…”

“What? “You want to mind me?” Be my girlfriend, whatever. I’m sorry.

“Jiang! * I stand up with a red face, *

He took the wrong pill.

In any case, when he drinks, he’s completely different, worse than usual.

I only thought that he was talking nonsense, and thought about it for a long time, and thought of saying, “You said it yourself, and I will not be targeted.” I’m sorry.

“I’m not someone else. “We both know the truth.” I’m sorry.

I admit, I have some feelings for him.

It’s a dream to suddenly become a boyfriend.

And he just got his girlfriend. How can he really like me?

So I left the river on the bench.

Eleven.

As usual, the reunions have been so much fun and so much new news has been said to each other.

The party was nearing its end, and I ate so much that the captain came to me, “Poetry, long time no see. I’m sorry.

I smiled and said hello, “Hello, Sergeant. I’m sorry.

He gave me a drink with a little note and said, “Go back and look.” I’m sorry.

As soon as I heard nothing, he left.

My best friend took over me.

“I didn’t know the captain was pure, so well-developed, wrote you love letters. It’s been a semester, finally. I’m sorry.

I’m a member of the class, and I don’t have much interaction with the captain, but in retrospect, he does seem to have asked me to visit the library several times, all because of other delays.

“No way…”

Peach blossoms all show up together?

At this point, my best friend has begun to study the constellation.

“The Pisces, after the summer season, will have a series of peach blossoms that will need to be carefully separated from rotten peach blossoms, while keeping their heads awake. I’m sorry.

I’m holding a little note, I don’t know what to do.

I’ve never been in love. I don’t know what a good peach flower is and what a rotten peach flower is.

And my best friend says, “It can’t be Tang, or the old fox, or the same age, pure.” I’m sorry.

That’s what’s in my heart.

Yes, it was a loss of love and a rush to start the next relationship.

I’m gonna stay awake.

I’m going to go back to Jiang’s house and pack my bags, and the Chief comes after me, “Where do you live? I’ll take you.” I’m sorry.

I just wanted to say no.

“She lives in my house. “The river lays on the red brick wall outside, waiting for some time, watching the captain in secret.

There’s a moment of silence, and my best friend’s voice is “no” and he’s showing a good look.

“I’m your neighbor’s brother. I’m sorry.

I told her not to say anything.

“Hello, I am…”

“You’re Chief Jiang, I know you. The captain interrupted him and shook his hand with his smile, saying, “I’ve been studying for a long time and I don’t know if I have the honour to come and visit.” I’m sorry.

“Ah, my best friend doesn’t have to bear it. I’m sorry.

“Welcome to Poetry Students.” I’m sorry.

It’s not far from here. It’s 20 minutes on foot.

On the way, the captain discussed some of the issues in the class with me.

“Simplicity, what’s for dinner tonight? “I’m sorry.

I’m so confused, “Isn’t it barbecue?” I’m sorry.

There’s an open barbeque all over the neighborhood. How can he not see at the door?

“Sorry, you didn’t eat? I’m sorry.

As if I heard the river biting its teeth, and he left his sentence: “Eat.” I’m sorry.

The captain’s words are peaceful, “Well, then, poetry, let’s continue. I’m sorry.

“Come here.” I’m sorry.

“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.

Jiang’s wounded hand came out, “Ache, go to the hospital. I’m sorry.

I’m on my feet, I’m on my way, I’m on my way, I’m on my way. I’m sorry.

“Look at you kids talking so hot, you want to be patient, but it really hurts.” I’m sorry.

The class leader was surprised that he was injured. I’ll get you a car…”

How can I bother you so much? “I’ll go with you. It’s a bad day.

“It hurts so much that the river suffocates as if it could wait a minute to die.”

I couldn’t wait to stop the car and go to the hospital.

When Jiang Jian got in the car, he stopped and slept in the back seat, without a word.

I sneezed a few eyes, opened my phone unsettled to look at the wound, and sat next to the river, and the eyes were red.

“What are you crying about?” Don’t let you fall in love for your own good. I’m sorry.

I endured the tremors in my voice and said, “Sorry. The Internet says you might want to amputate…”

I can’t imagine what I’ll do if I lose my fingers. Maybe I’ll feed him later.

He said to the driver, “Change, please go to XX.” I’m sorry.

As soon as I heard he was going home, I quit, “You’re going to the hospital. I’m sorry.

“I’m not sick to go to any hospital. I’m sorry.

“Your hands hurt. I’m sorry.

It doesn’t hurt. I’m sorry.

I cried and whispered, “If I can’t even feel the pain, I’m going to amputate.”

We’re family friends, and if I let my uncle and aunt lose a healthy son, I’ll feel guilty for the rest of my life.

“It may be a few fingers early, but it’s an arm late. I’ll take care of you later. It’ll be hard for you to lose an arm.”

Master, go to the hospital. “The river broke my words straight and straight, and put it in my ear like a devil. “If you listen to me, we’ll cut off our fingers, and you’ll have to serve me later. I’m sorry.

I was so scared I couldn’t move, I couldn’t wait to nod my head. I’m sorry.

The river stunned and suddenly turned its mouth and looked out the window and said nothing.

Today there are fewer people in the hospital and, after the examination, the doctor said that he had not hurt his bones and would be home for a few days.

When he left, the doctor said, “The little girlfriend is good. I’m sorry.

It’s not nice to laugh.

I threw a lot of people out of the hospital and I didn’t say a word.

“I lied to you, it hurts so much.” I’m sorry.

“You were pretending? I’m sorry.

I’m on my head and I’m whispering.

Jiang was not aware of the gravity of the problem, and said, “Hang…”

And the next minute, We shall give the milk and a wheel shall be upon the heart of the river.

12

The river stinged, and he whirled, and I left him in cold and quiet, and immediately followed.

“Hello…”

“Don’t yell at me. I’m sorry.

“Angered? I’m sorry.

“I almost thought I was going to serve you my whole life! I’m sorry.

The river seized my neck and dragged it to him, and the head of an eight-foot-five fell down and whispered, “Let’s talk.” I’m sorry.

“What do you want to discuss? I’m sorry.

I thought he was gonna say he’d never bully me again.

“Let me serve you.” I’m sorry.

Pop.

I heard the heartbeat.

Tears are still in my eyes, and I’m out of my mind.

The eyes of the river are warm and white, and I look down in shame, and I think of my best friend:

“After the summer break… the peach blossoms… and the river…”

But the peach blossoms really smell…

“Hey, give me a letter. “You like me chasing you.” I’m sorry.

I squeezed my skirt, and I said, “You’re all like this and this is how you hook up with a girl? I’m sorry.

“I’ve never chased anyone. I’m sorry.

I suddenly thought of that night and asked, “Why was that sister in the alley that day?” I’m sorry.

“She .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . I’m sorry.

“Well, how can you be any family? I’m sorry.

“That night I just didn’t know the difference between dreams and reality, and I didn’t know the difference between people. “It seems to mention the inexplicable secret that the river hesitated and said, “In my dreams I kissed you many times…”

“But…” I’m loose.

“Sniff. “I like you, give me a chance.” I’m sorry.

“Okay…”

The river bit me in the face and scared my voice.

And he bites, and he laughs, and he says, “Well, he bites, he stares, he wonders. I’m sorry.

I staggered with the dents of my teeth on my face: “What is wrong with you?”

I’m not in love, but I know that few guys bite their girlfriend’s face.

Is there something special about Jiang Yui?

“I’m afraid you’ll hit me.” I’m sorry.

“I’m not so… conservative…”

“That’s not true either. “I’m afraid to scare your rat’s guts.” I’m sorry.

I suddenly realized that he wasn’t a rookie, was he?

So he raised his face and asked him, “You never kissed him, did you? I’m sorry.

The river smote its face and warned me: “Simply, shut up if you understand, and don’t blame me for not telling you.” I’m sorry.

“It’s not true who loses. I’m sorry.

I’ll give you a hug and a kiss.

I thought it was just like that night.

I looked up in shock and pushed him, and I held him tight.

I panicked. Nobody told me there was a difference between kissing and kissing.

And We took hold of the shirts of the river, as though it were a drowning sack bear, holding tight.

The world is shaking, the neonization of the streets is a starpoint, and the radiant radiance of the romantic light.

Like a bunch of elves dancing.

Gradually, I lost my ability to think, closed my eyes, my heart as a drum.

Then the river reached my forehead, and said, “Remember, this is French.” I’m sorry.

I can’t get any more red on my face. I stuck it in his chest, and I responded in a humdrum.

The stars were bright tonight, and I was pulled by the river and walked by the road.

Every once in a while, two or three couples walk around, and I shake my arms, and it’s even harder to catch.

Ha ha, boyfriend, I got one too.

13

I was with Jiang for a few days and officially returned to school.

Standing by the school entrance, Jiang filmed me, “Go, take you to the bedroom first. I’m sorry.

I hit my head, “I have a date. I’m sorry.

“What? “The attention of the river is on the side of the tea shop, which just ordered papaya milk and asked me later.

I said, “I have a date with the captain. I’m sorry.

“Is it the last time you saw Peter Man?” I’m sorry.

I said: “I will speak to him in person today.” I’m sorry.

The papaya milk is ready, a straw has been inserted in the river, so I can sip it and retake it for myself.

“You have two!”

“I’ll be waiting for you in the library. I won’t see you in the morning. I’m sorry.

He carried my suitcase and left me in cold blood.

I looked at the time, and the time had come to make an appointment with the commander, and I rushed to the point.

After all these days, the captain came and said, “Are you with the Gang?” I’m sorry.

He’s wearing glasses, and he’s speaking in Spanish.

“Yeah. I’m still hesitant as to how to turn him down.

If he saw it himself, he wouldn’t be embarrassed.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” asked the supervisor.

“Sorry, I–“

“You like me, why do you promise me?” I’m sorry.

I thought I was wrong to hear, and turned my hands, and found him strong, and took a deep sip: “I did not answer you. I’m sorry.

“Then why did you take my note? I’m sorry.

His tone made me uncomfortable. I threw his hand away with all my energy.

“First of all, you and I don’t have much to share except work. Second of all, you stuffed it for me in a wine cup, and in a note you just said something to me. Besides, I was just with Mr. Jiang last night and there was no need to inform him. I’m sorry.

I looked up and said clearly:

“If I’m not mistaken, I’m sorry to disappoint you. I hope we have a nice new semester. I’m sorry.

I’m turning around and I’m leaving.

“Let’s be clear. I saw you and Tang-ho watching a movie the other day.

I slapped him on the back of his hand and said in cold face:

“Please show some respect. I don’t need your permission to be with anyone, we don’t know each other, we don’t have any personal contacts, I don’t play with your feelings, your frustrations and anger come from your own desire and anger. It’s none of my business. If you insist, I’ll be a reporter. I’m sorry.

The team leader looked blue and blue and finally let go, looked at me and walked away.

When my best friend heard about it, she blew it up on the spot. I’m sorry.

“I was scared to death. I thought he was going to hit me. I’m sorry.

We’ve been through a tiny episode, and we’re not even thinking about it.

It’s been a busy day at school, and the roommates keep talking.

I had to get cleaned up early and lie in bed and call Jiang.

I don’t know what you’re up to, but the computer keyboard is ringing, and his roommate is screaming, “Come on! I’m almost there! I’m sorry.

I immediately realized he was playing games.

They said that the men were impatient when they played games. We said, “Then go ahead and I’ll hang up.”

“Don’t hang up. “It’s only been a few days, so impatient?” I’m sorry.

“But you’re busy. I’m sorry.

“Not busy. Talk to you. I’m sorry.

“You’re so sticky. I whispered.

It seemed like a smile, “Just stick to you and don’t hang on to your sleep.” I’m sorry.

Then there was Jiang’s howling to his roommate, “Sweety couple.” I’m sorry.

I thought it was too high-profile, so I changed the subject: “Did you win?” I’m sorry.

“Don’t know. “I didn’t fight. I’m sorry.

“Oh, what are you doing? I’m sorry.

“Application to study in detention. I’m sorry.

I paused, and I said, “But you’ve done well to protect the North River…”

I didn’t get a positive answer. “We’ve reached out to our coaches and passed the exam. I’m sorry.

“Why don’t you go to the North River?” I’m sorry.

It’s been a while since the river arrived. I’m sorry.

He did a great job. Who else but him?

But listen to his tone, it’s not like I’m kidding. I turned around and I whispered against the wall:

“Gang to brother, come on. It’s nice to be in our school. I can stay with you. I’m sorry.

It was quiet for a while, laughing, “That’s so sweet. I’m sorry.

And I learned from my best friend and laughed, saying, “Then you will know it by yourself.” I’m sorry.

My roommate cried this time: “Sweet couple! I’m sorry.

I didn’t know how to fall asleep, but the next morning, my roommate woke up and said, “Poetry, you’re dead! I’m sorry.

I’m lost, staring at the campus on my roommate’s screen:

“Holding a bad-looking fox. I’m sorry.

The account was anonymous, and I held my breath and turned it on in a tremor. The first image was a screenshot of how I greeted the volunteers.

Text: The violin was good, she was at a school arts party and many men liked her, so they hung.

The second photo is a photo of me and Jiang Ying and Tang Yu in front of the milk and tea shop.

Compliments: Two visits to the milk and tea shops, the first for the Chief Jiang and the second for the Chief Tang. I quote: Someone ran into three of them at the cinema to watch movies. Seawomen have no limit.

The following comments are crazy.

“I know, I think the violin is of a normal standard.

“Upstairs, Knowledge Literacy: Jiang Jie, President of the Student Council; Tang Jing, Minister of Learning. I’m sorry.

“Unusually, she doesn’t study very well, and her final grades are in the top of the class, and she gets a scholarship. I’m sorry.

“Anyone report? Take me one. I’m sorry.

“The last time someone said she had a copy of the exam, it seemed…”

“That’s too serious. Check it out. Let’s see if there’s any pussy in the grades. I’m sorry.

“She’s called a simple poem. I’m sorry.

I’m lying in my bed, I can’t feel the temperature of my limbs.

They want to argue, but they don’t know which one to begin with.

“I remember Jiang Yue having a girlfriend…”

I didn’t finish reading it, and he called me. I’m sorry.

I asked, “Did you have no class?” I’m sorry.

“Senior four, not much class. Pack up and take you to breakfast. I’m sorry.

“Oh. I’m sorry.

“Are you all right? I’m sorry.

I got out of bed, “It’s okay. I’m sorry.

When I was done, I went downstairs and was blocked in the first floor hall.

A group of girls surrounded me and forced me to say, “What is your relationship with Mr. Tang?” I’m sorry.

“It’s okay. I’m sorry.

“It’s okay. Why did he buy you tea? I’m sorry.

I don’t think there’s any need for an explanation. I want to go, and then they’ll just rip it up with me.

I’ve been suffocating all morning with a flashpoint, beating them up.

When Jiang Yu took me out of the girls’ pile, my hair was covered and my face was caught.

The conductor then arrived and called all of us to the office.

Higher education institutions are no longer open to parents and are subject to immediate punishment in serious cases.

A few of us who were involved in the fight stood outside the door waiting for the fall, and the river went in.

I was in the last row, and I was pushed by some of them to the suture of the gate, and I was attacked first.

The conductor ‘ s voice then floated through the door.

“What kind of evil are you? You want to stay in our school? The North River is not a source of economic development or education. I’m sorry.

“Be close to home. I’m sorry.

“There is no future near home! Don’t be confused! After a while, the conductor sighs, “Is it because of the outside? I’m sorry.

I didn’t talk. I held my breath.

The conductor continues:

“It’s normal to break up during the graduation season, and there’s no real relationship in college. Don’t destroy your future for love. And young girls can go to Beijing when they grow up. I’m sorry.

“Teacher, three more years. “Three years is too long. I’m sorry.

“What are you afraid of? I’m sorry.

“Fear of being taken away. I’m sorry.

I’m listening. My eyes are red.

“I like her for a long time and don’t want to give up.” I’m sorry.

The conductor ended up losing his temper.

“I just want you to think that our school is not bad, but the North River will make your future brighter. I’m sorry.

“Thank you, teacher. Also, about the campus post…

“That school will check, we can’t control private life, but it’s about academic achievement, and we won’t let it go. I’m sorry.

After a while, the door was opened from inside, and the river came out, and I was at the door, and I was wailing, and then the gods opened their mouths: “Enter yourselves.” I’m sorry.

For those of us who were really involved in the fight, it’s obvious that the conductor wasn’t so kind.

All were sentenced to a written review because of the lack of reconciliation between the parties.

Come out of the office and wait for me.

I saw him, flying back and walking forward.

The long legs of the river follow slowly behind.

Until he came out of the building, he called out to me, “Wait a minute. I’m sorry.

I stopped on his back.

“I don’t have a girlfriend, just you.” I’m sorry.

He’s explaining the post, but that’s not what I care about.

“I know. “When I opened my mouth, my nose was thick.

The river bends over, looks at me, grabs my head and hides, “Crying? I’m sorry.

And We looked to the right, and said, “Woe! I’m sorry.

“No fighting. I’m sorry.

“You played last time. I’m sorry.

“Don’t learn from me. Girls don’t fight. He held my hand and went to the infirmary.

In the early morning of the summer, there were not so many students, the wind was a little cold, and I woke up in a wet face.

And We said to the shadow of the river: “Let’s break up with him.” I’m sorry.

The river stops and turns, “What are you saying? I’m sorry.

I said with all seriousness: “I want you to go to the North River.” I’m sorry.

“You heard everything? “I don’t look so good.

“He heard it. “I was damp with my eyes and I cried and said, “It’s too hard to live in the wilderness, what if you have a girl you like?” I’m sorry.

And the river dazzled me with its hands and feet, and said, “I can’t help it.” I’m sorry.

“You wait for a few years, I’m going to the North River. I’m sorry.

The river holds me in his arms, slaps me in the back, “How about it?” I’m sorry.

I cried harder.

My mom and dad borrowed from me high school study material, which is written in the name of Jiang.

It took me a long time to get into my dream school, and it was not until recently that I saw his handwriting that I realized that he had helped me in secret.

He was the driving force behind my progress, and I looked at clear writings on my notebooks and renewed hope in countless tired and desperate nights.

“I won’t like anyone else. I’m sorry.

“The liar. The river goes down and says, “The Pisces, they run away.” I’m sorry.

I raised my wet eyes and my feet in the river.

And touch gently and leave, and say: I have stamped, and I will not lie to you. I’ll call you every day. I’ll come to you on vacation.”

I’ll be back in a kiss.

The sun slowly climbs up to the treetops and infiltrates the dense green leaves.

It’s hard to find a foreign relationship, and we’re not sure how long this relationship will last.

But there is hope in the warm sun.

14

My best friend says I’m the shortest person she’s ever seen in love.

Jiang Yu participated in the mentor ‘ s study and, following consultations, went to the North River a year earlier.

Soon after, the school found the owner of the anonymous sticker, the captain.

He was removed from his post and an apology was posted on the front page of the Forum.

And I returned to the day when I went to school with my roommates and at dinner, and the unknown love ended at the end of the summer vacation.

Occasionally, I meet a few men who confess, and I say no.

In the second year of school, I went to the arts department and became Minister of Arts.

My best friend’s been so impressed by my hard work. I’m sorry.

I’m going to record my scores while I’m preparing for the English competition and I’m going to laugh and say:

“In a few days, I’m going to Beijing for a contest. What do you want to eat? I’ll bring you back. I’m sorry.

And the best friend said:

“Don’t worry about me. Just take care of your life. With so many good boys around you, you’re willing to focus on your career. I’m sorry.

I’ve got a tip. I’ve got my chin.

It seems he hasn’t talked to me in a few days.

I’ll shake my head, take care and get ready.

On the day of its arrival in the North River, a heavy rain struck the ground.

I was standing at the university entrance in Jiangyu, and I was excited to call, and I heard, “The phone you called is off.” I’m sorry.

I hit it again in a second, and it’s still cold, no-temperature robot.

“Poetry, hurry up, it’s starting. “Take a team of teachers and shout at me.

I looked back and ran over.

The game went well, and after getting off stage, the teacher raised his thumb at me and asked me:

“Do you have any plans to apply to our graduate students? I’m sorry.

I was flattered and bowed, “Thank you, teacher! I’m sorry.

I know he’s the famous teacher of the North River.

“Simplistic poetry, huh. The teacher smiled at me, “It’s great. I’m sorry.

The game ended, and I hesitated, and I ran, “Sensei, can I ask you something…”

The teacher stopped, and said, “Speak.” I’m sorry.

“Do you know him? I’m sorry.

I didn’t come to see him once.

The teacher’s delicate, “You mean the one in the political system. You know him? I’m sorry.

I nod my head, “He’s my boyfriend. I’m sorry.

“He was hospitalized. I’m sorry.

I was like an ice cellar, and I asked, “What happened to him?” I’m sorry.

The teacher saw me crying, shaking my head, “The stomach piercing.” It was a big deal. The ambulance went to the hospital. I’m sorry.

I asked the teacher for the address of the hospital and rushed to the hospital.

Stranger cities, strange addresses, hospitals, complicated roads. I turned around like a fly with no head and found a hospital.

Downstairs, stopped.

The security guard said, “No random entry or exit during the outbreak, are you hospitalized or accompanied by a family member?” I’m sorry.

“My boyfriend’s in the hospital. I’m sorry.

“How many floors? What about the nucleic acid report? Are there any escorts?”

I shook my head and said in red, “No…”

The security guard was suffocating.

“You got nothing, little girl. I can’t let you in. He must have family. Don’t worry, just video him. I’m sorry.

A little bit of the heart sunk to the bottom of the valley.

Security waved, “Come on, silly girl, it’s gonna rain. I’m sorry.

I stepped back and looked up at the high hospital building and cried.

Boom.

A thunderstorm came from afar.

In a moment, the heavy rain drops.

I didn’t have an umbrella, I hid under a narrow roof, and the rain came in with the wind, and soon wetted my clothes.

The cell phone rings with joy.

The moment I saw the name, I immediately took it up and said, “Hey…

I didn’t want to cry, but at the end of the day, the sound was shaking.

Poetry I’m Auntie. The sound of Jiang’s mother’s voice on the phone.

I bit my fingers, I cried, and I said, “Hello, auntie. I’m sorry.

“Oh, why are you crying? I’m sorry.

I choked, noded, “Sorry aunt, I didn’t know he was in the hospital. I’m sorry.

“Thank you. He’s just had surgery. He hasn’t had anaesthetic. I’m sorry.

Auntie’s voice was tender, and my tears came out again.

Don’t worry, little surgery. I’ll let him come back when he wakes up.

“Mom…” is the sound of the river’s silence.

And she said in a hurry: O poet, he is awake. I’m sorry.

And then a little bit of banging, and I heard the hearing rubbing his ears.

“The voice of the river has suddenly grown, with twilight and confusion: “My daughter-in-law, I am here.”

I cried out, “Jang gave…”

“Don’t cry… “and the river’s murmur is vague, “and don’t cry.”

The sound is getting weaker, aunty’s answering the phone, and she’s smiling.

“It’s still sterilizing, the boy is asleep again. I’m sorry.

“I’ll leave you alone. I’m sorry.

“Oh, no, no, no. Say hi to your mother for me. I’ll see you in a few days.

I focused, I reacted, and she couldn’t see, and I said, “Okay. I’m sorry.

Hang up the phone. I laughed at the clean glass stop.

Back to the big day, I naturally had a cold.

When Jiang called me, I was convulsing with cold medicine, and the voice of Jiang came out as soon as he answered the phone.

“How was the English competition?”

I said, “Okay. I’m sorry.

He’s got the wrong ear. “Does he have a cold? I’m sorry.

“Hmm. I’m sorry.

He continued: “I was too busy a few days ago to see my cell phone. I’m sorry.

“Oh. I’m sorry.

Then, after a while of silence, the river said, “I swear, it was only the night that I did not see anyone.” I’m sorry.

I drank some hot water and said:

“Yeah, I’m happy to stay up late and get myself into a hospital, just a little lax surgery, no one else, no love. I’m sorry.

The moment of silence.

I said, “If nothing happens, I’ll hang up. Bye.” I’m sorry.

“Simplistic poem!”

I put my phone in my ear and I kept listening to him.

“I’m sorry, I don’t want you to worry. I’m sorry.

“I finally know why they don’t talk about it. I suck my nose and breathe a little, and I keep saying, “I have no right to know the truth. I’m sorry.

“Sorry. “I swear, it won’t happen again. I’m sorry.

I stopped.

“When did I break up? I just wanted to tell you through this one more time I’ll fly to the North River and beat you up. I’m sorry.

It’s a relief.

“Well, I’ll beat you up this time, too. When I get back, I’ll beat you up. I’m sorry.

I’m bored to say:

“This time, I’ll black out you for a few days. I’m sorry.

“Don’t…”

I’ve hung up the phone, pulled the river to all contacts.

My best friend opened his mouth with shock, “You dare! I’m sorry.

I pack my stuff, get dressed, and take my books with my head in my head:

“This time, he’s got a stomach piercing. We have two years of exotic love, and there’s something I have to know. I’m sorry.

When I left, I reminded my best friend, “Don’t promise us any terms and give us a discussion group.” I’m sorry.

“I know…”

In the evening, Mom and Dad called, and they threw up and didn’t say anything.

And until the end of the day, Mom was careful to ask, “Baby, are you in love? I’m sorry.

“How do you know? I’m sorry.

Mom’s playing Ha-ha-ha-ha.

“That… it’s weird that Jiang called me and your dad and said hi. We’ll have dinner together on vacation. I’m happy with your father. I’m sorry.

That’s great. Even my parents.

“Oh. I’m still angry and I’m changing the subject: “Is there something missing at home?” I’m sorry.

Mom said, “I’m telling you, the cat’s dust is gone. I’m sorry.

It’s my cat. Mom and Dad are too old to buy online. I usually buy them.

I nod, hang up the video, turn on the orange shopping software.

I thought I’d get someone to pull up the discussion group or call me on someone else’s phone, but I didn’t think he was painting in my orange software dialog.

“My daughter-in-law, my knife hurts so bad I can’t sleep without you. I’m sorry.

“You’ve been ignoring me for 12 hours, and the next boss mocks me as a single dog. Can you give me a voice?” I’m sorry.

“He thinks my girlfriend rented this software. Can you get me out of the blacklist? I’m sorry.

“It’s embarrassing to use this chat. I’m sorry.

I said, “Don’t talk about it. I’m sorry.

“It’s no shame to talk to you.” Baby, I miss you. You still have a cold, I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

“You asked my parents to mention the cat’s sand, right? I’m sorry.

The head stopped for a second and immediately sent it: “I reminded you for the good of the cat.” I’m sorry.

I smiled, and the air went away.

Cut back.

That’s right there.

As soon as we got through, Jiang said, “Well, it really hurts.” I didn’t lie to you this time. I’m sorry.

I was soft when I got hard, “Can I use painkillers?” I’m sorry.

“We’ve eaten, we’re almost there. Would you kiss me? I’m sorry.

I was blushing, whispering, “I’m at the library…”

“You have a cold and go to some library.” I’m sorry.

“I’m going to the Kitajiang. A teacher likes me. I’m going to declare the teacher’s graduate student. I’m sorry.

The phone was silent for a long time, and after a while, the river asked, “Do you get tired of poetry? I’m sorry.

“No, I want to be a translator…”

I want to be like Jiang Ying. Learning this path, I never give up.

For a while, the river seemed to lie down and said, “Afterward, two officers of our house. Translator and Chancellor of Justice. I’m sorry.

And I laughed, and I came to the microphone, and I whispered, “I love you, I love you!” I’m sorry.

And on the other side of the phone, the river shouted, “Do you hear me? My daughter-in-law says she likes me!” I’m sorry.

In a moment, the room boiled and laughed.

I realized he’d opened his face, and he’d be black, “Jean, don’t you dare!”

Hang up the phone and turn him black again.

15

We were supposed to get together for the holidays, and that winter, the epidemic was serious.

For two years, Jiang Ying never came back.

And I, after five jails, was finally eligible to bail out the North River.

Out of the list day, first snow.

I looked up at the snowflakes, and I gave it to the river.

“Congratulations. I’m sorry.

I spit on my best friend, “How can I be so good?” I’m sorry.

“That’s too much!” I’m sorry.

Tonight, Mom and Dad come to town A, let me go to the restaurant.

I’m just wearing a white feather and I’m taking a cab.

Standing in front of a high-class private restaurant, I showed a confused look.

Did they win the lottery?

Why do you have to eat with me in a big place like this?

I pushed the door in and called the room number.

The waiter brought me into the room, and a table was smiling and looking forward to me.

I took a turn, saw the family, and my parents realized it might not be as simple as I thought.

“Jian-Yi, people are coming. Aunty’s teasing him, “Just now she almost looked at a hole in the door. I’m sorry.

I asked nicely and sat on the only vacant seat around the river.

The river poured me juice, put it before me, then quietly touched my hand and held it tight.

I’m not bragging about it.

Aunt continues:

“I’m about to graduate. I mean, get married first. As for when to close, look at themselves. I’m sorry.

Uncle immediately followed him: “Jane, don’t worry, our family must not be bad for her. I’m sorry.

I know that, even when I wasn’t with Jiang, my aunt and uncle were nice to me.

Mom and Dad looked at me, “This has to ask the child what it means. I’m sorry.

He said: I hear the poets. I’m sorry.

“I agree. I’m sorry.

I can’t help but feel my head.

After dinner, the two parents left with each other.

When my dad was leaving, he told me to keep the door closed at night.

Their car just disappeared around the corner, and the river laid me down in the trees and kissed me.

The snow falls on our hairs, on our backs, on their cheeks, and it is hard to love.

And We took his neck, and breathed in the cold air, and laughed, and said: “I am forbidden to the Chief of the River. I’m sorry.

The river looks dark, bits me in the cheeks, and has a mixed path:

“What shall we do? I missed you. Two years, every minute, every second.

And I put my head in his big feathers, and I said, “I’ve got my identity card and have you brought it?” I’m sorry.

The heart beats fast, and the breath becomes light and light, and then I say, “My daughter-in-law, I’m afraid…”

I jumped on him like a bear, my cheeks were red, “Then take me home, no taxis. I’m sorry.

“Good. I’m sorry.

The snow is even bigger, and I ride on the back of the river and look back at the snowflakes, leaving the world only white and pure.

Everything is quiet, except the squeaks of the river in the snow.

I recited the poem, “I used to think, Willow, now I think, and the rain and snow…”

“I think the ancients are romantic…”

Not far, a couple like us.

Maybe it’s the same. We look at each other.

I recognized them.

It’s Tang Chun and the beautiful lady.

The two of them noded at me and Jiang, and missed it silently.

The north wind blows, and a snow shiver.

Summer love poems, passed the chirping and the swaggering north wind, and ultimately belonged to me.

It’s a good idea.

When my family lived in the alley, the uncle and aunt next door had just had a baby.

I didn’t know what a child was. Mom and Dad said it was a sister.

I see her first impression that it’s not very good to look, but to cry, nothing.

Later, her mother used to carry her around and visit our house, and I grew up and she used to pee in her pants when I led her.

I gave my parents a tip, and I said, “Simplistic poetry is a pissing pants. * And I got a bag of urine *

She’s so noisy and she’s always following me behind my ass.

This trouble continued until the beginning.

I got into the middle school, and the family bought a school block nearby, finally getting rid of her torture.

Time flies, and I see the little bean in my memory. It’s after the summer exams, the two families come together and eat.

Spoken has grown a little, it’s quiet, it’s a child, it’s in the corner, it’s nothing.

After the summer break, I went to college, and I stayed in local high school.

Mom and Dad keep saying in my ear:

“Your Uncle Jane’s kids are under a lot of stress. I’m sorry.

Her?

Yes?

Mom and Dad talked about it several times, and I let it go, “Well, I’ll simplify it, or I won’t understand. And don’t say I gave it to you. I’m sorry.

I don’t want to get in trouble and get followed by her on the subject.

However, somehow she came.

I got into my school on my own.

I’m the president of the student council. I met her several times during the event.

She is no longer invisible, and even her first year of school has caused a great deal of excitement.

Soon, it was spread to all the students around, saying there was a beautiful schoolgirl who played the violin, and a lot of people chased him.

When Mom and Dad videoed it, they told me to take care of it. I promised.

But it’s just a bunch of people who don’t know what they’re doing, such as “involved” learning notes, and “focus” courses, but I’m a political law school, and she’s English, and there’s too little cross-learning to help.

I’ve read her essay on the competition. It’s good. It’s a literary material.

Looking down, I saw myself — a “good brother” who had contributed to the study.

He also said that if he saw me one day, he would personally thank me.

Idiot.

We’ve met a few times. You don’t know anything, you just say it.

She’s good. She’s good. She’s good.

It’s spread in the boys’ circles, and she’s so deceptive, simple and insensitive to people, but her personality and her boredom.

I started watching her in secret, so she was on summer break, so she could stay at our house, cool her head, really learn how to fall in love.

That night, I was suddenly connected to my headphone, where she was calling out to her brother, and it was growing.

And I came up in anger, and I kicked the door, and I scolded him with all my heart at his frightened face.

She stood up in shame and asked us to explain.

I was afraid she was going the wrong way and sat down and said, “Who?” Where did you meet? I’m sorry.

It’s good that it’s just an Internet thing, and it’s broken and clean.

I confiscated the tablet, but I saw her outside the library with Don Juan.

At that moment, I really wanted to take her head off and put a few pounds on it.

Who’s Tang Chun?

I don’t think so. She thinks I’m nosy.

You think I’m in charge?

If it wasn’t for my parents, I wouldn’t…

I found myself getting tired of seeing her with Don Juan, trying to teach her a lesson.

Soon after, Tang’s peach blossoms found me here.

I’m going to keep her dream of love as much as I’m going to get rid of the simplistic verse, so I didn’t dare let her know when Don Juan’s peach blossoms came.

That night, the woman put me in the alley and laughed, “No contact, no going away.” I’m sorry.

I didn’t say anything to give her the contact information of Tang Joo, by the way: “Don Joao is fishing for a girl, you keep Don Joo away from her.” I’m sorry.

She said she’d be happy to be a teacher.

I was drunk and I was gonna take a break in the alley and come home.

I’m confused and I hear little things calling out to me.

That’s a good sound. That dream’s happening again.

The poem stood before me, calling me “Gang to my brother.”

I really wanted to bully her. I cried. I cried.

That’s how it works.

Very sweet.

The child’s mouth is like the rubbing of honey.

The dream evolved, not just the plot, but the feeling.

I thought of Jane’s poem at home, afraid of what I did, and spent the night at the hotel.

The next morning, his knees were sore that he looked blue.

I don’t get drunk often, I don’t get drunk enough to hit my knee.

I came home with breakfast, and the kid’s still up.

My mother said that the little girl was angry, so go.

In a few days, she asked me to see a movie somehow.

I got the wrong band too, bought a movie ticket.

They say wise people aren’t in love, and when I see Don Juan again in front of the cinema, I feel like a fucking retard.

It’s just like that.

People are not normal.

She’s got her face, her drumming, her dumb ass.

I made too many exceptions for her.

Once again, on an exceptional basis.

In front of a bunch of little kids, the retards raise his hands and shout pain and go to the hospital.

I’ve never been so ashamed when I was three.

See how her girlfriend’s smiling?

But when she carefully held my hand and thought of which part to cut me, I balanced it.

I just need to be a little bit taller than her. She can’t laugh at me.

It’s sweet to be in love with a little girl.

Spoken poems. Every time I see her like that, I like to die.

What if I go?

Will she cry to death?

Anyway, graduate students are the same everywhere. A big country, famous school.

I was too busy applying for a master’s degree, and she found out, and I was asking.

It’s hard to get through, but they’re all listening to the conductor.

She was crying to break up with me and she was spending a lot of time like a ghost.

Look, that’s it. Do I dare go?

But the little girl knew how to kill me. She said:

“She’s going to take the Kitajiang, and she’ll kick me if she gets a good education. I’m not good enough for her.” I’m sorry.

I believe in the first and I believe in the next.

Her profession, if she wants a future, she has to go to the North River.

Little body, look longer than me.

Senior four, we’re out of town.

Three years of graduate school, I can’t wait, I can’t wait, I can’t wait, I can’t wait, I can’t wait, I can’t wait, I can’t wait, I can’t wait.

My first reaction is to keep it a secret.

The first place in the English competition was of great importance to her future postgraduates.

I said I was busy and I didn’t talk to her during the hospital.

On that day, I went into the operating room and the doctor joked and said that the aphrodisiac awakened someone was talking nonsense and asked me what I could not say.

I thought, let my mom turn on the phone and tell me to open it when I’m completely awake.

Who knows, my mom never listens.

I threw up in front of her.

When I woke up, my mother smiled and asked me, “What about poetry?” I’m sorry.

I was like, “I don’t feel good.”

At that moment, I thought about the position on the dressboard.

Do you know what it’s like to be scolded?

I always wanted to wait for things to be better.

When I get better and I can lie clearly, I call poetry.

She had a cold, cold for me.

Who told me to ignore them?

And she knew everything. And she took me black.

And my mother laughed: “As for your man’s clumsy ploy, you want to lie to him in the next life.” I’m sorry.

I went through all the social software and she didn’t leave me alive.

Finally, I thought of shopping software.

That night, I made a video call to Uncle Jane’s family, expressing my sincere greetings to their family and to the cat.

It was also mentioned that the reason for the epidemic was that cat food was not very good and had to be planned.

Then you turn on the software and you wait for the rabbit.

She’s on the line.

What’s wrong with losing someone so many times?

My student council president wasn’t in vain, but he put his powers there, and he tried so hard to be happy.

I’m happy too. Play them out so they can hear my wife’s voice and love me.

Then it was pulled back.

I couldn’t wait to meet her at home, and it ended up with a two-year delay in the epidemic.

She wanted to be an interpreter and, for that purpose, had been given a guaranteed place.

That’s my girl.

It’s ambitious, it’s brilliant.

This winter, she took a step towards her dream.

I’m one step closer to my dream.

I remember old legends when I walked back behind her back.

People who see snow together will be together forever.

She corrected me, first snow, not together.

Bullshit, I’m God.

Simplicity and I will never accept rebuttals.

I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.