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Sick brother vs. Poor sister.

“Lorraine, call brother. I’m sorry.

“Big brother. I’m sorry.

This is the first time I’ve seen my stepmother’s kid.

I’ve seen, and I’ve even been lazy, because I know that my father is new, and I don’t have to piss him off.

After all.

My stepmother always changed, my own daughter, only one.

One.

I expect this stepmother to be dumped by my father for six months, three months.

But.

When I walked down the stairs and saw what the mother and son looked like, I had a slight hesitation.

Her stepmother was prettier than she had in the past, and even a little bit like my mother.

My mom’s a real wife. She’s from a good school.

It’s a shame I couldn’t hold my dad’s bee butterflies. She left, even with me.

People who speak softly usually don’t even turn back once they leave.

She left when I was six.

Two.

“Yay! That’s Lorraine, so pretty. I’m sorry.

My stepmother came up to me as a compliment. It was a routine.

It’s nothing new, so I’m just a shy smile.

Compared to the late mom.

I’m more interested in the person who’s going to be my airbag.

The late mother’s child is Songkawa.

He looks like a teenager, with a little nipple of milk, and he looks white with his lips.

However.

And it is not for me to oppress him that I submit to my eyes.

Who let him be his stepmother’s child and took my brother.

Lorraine, only child.

“Songchon, this is Lope, you’ll have to get along with her later. I’m sorry.

My sister-in-law was smiling softly on Songchuan’s shoulder, as if it was a family of harmony.

Songkawa finally said his first words in this house:

“Hmm. I’m sorry.

I feel boring and I’d like to make a sound, but I’m a good kid, so I say:

“I’ll get along with my brother. I’m sorry.

“Good boy. I’m sorry.

My dad was very pleased to touch my head, and I turned my lips and laughed, and my mind was starting to think.

In the first week, of course, I wouldn’t mess with Songkawa.

After all.

And I have to make my stepmother realize that I’m stupid and sweet to do bad things later.

It’s just that Songchuan is like an idea. You’ve always dialed him.

Brother, don’t you like strawberries? I’m sorry.

I sat next to Songchuan with strawberries and watched the economic magazine he was reading, and I just wanted to laugh.

Does he understand?

Songchuan seems to be avoiding me.

“You eat. I’m sorry.

I looked up at Songcheon and left, with a tiny eye, a tongue to my teeth, and put strawberries in my mouth.

I see how long you can hide.

Six.

For a long time, I’m pretty sure Songchuan is hiding from me.

I can’t think of that.

If you keep dragging, my dad’s gonna dump his mother.

I’ve cleaned up the children of those mothers before.

He’s trying to hide from me. I’m not like him.

So I sat very close to Songchuan at dinner.

It’s an interesting place at my table.

The table is a typical long table, and my dad sits in the main seat and his mom sits on his right.

By the rules.

I should sit on my father’s left hand, and Songchuan should sit next to his mother, but he sits at the end of the table, not near anyone.

When I was sitting next to him, Songchuan fainted, looked at me and was quiet as a chicken.

I was speechless, and I had him have a plate of meals so I could act.

“Big brother, this snack is from downtown. Taste it! I’m sorry.

Songchuan had his lips on his lips and looked at the meal like poison, and he didn’t move.

I’d say he still doesn’t know anything about me. I’m tired of playing with food.

“Songkawa, my sister is talking to you. I’m sorry.

My sister-in-law left me to warn him.

I’m looking at Songchuan and calling him brother.

“I’m full. I’m sorry.

I smiled and didn’t laugh, and I looked at my stepmom and pretended to be sad.

” Aunty, I have a lot of questions I don’t want to ask my brother. I’m sorry.

I’m sure she didn’t get her wedding certificate, so she said that Songkawa could teach me, and he did well.

Huh.

I got a good one-time test, and I can’t afford to ask my dad for money.

As soon as she spoke, I thought Songkawa would say yes.

Results.

He asked, “What course will you not? I’m sorry.

I said, “Mathematics. I’m sorry.

He said, “I’m not good at math either. I’m sorry.

I can’t go back. Songchuan looked at my dad and said:

“Uncle, I can’t help but ask my sister a tutor so she doesn’t have to study. I’m sorry.

This is the longest sentence I’ve ever heard from Songchuan.

But it’s obviously me.

My dad laughed very quickly, “Yeah. I’m sorry.

I really did steal the chickens, but I soon came up with a reason to go in.

“Daddy, you can’t just invite me to a tutor. I’m sorry.

Songchuan: …

I’m no master, but I can’t hide from Songchuan.

There’s a reason to stay together.

I’ve been looking for a teacher for a while, but it’s already starting.

I’ll wait near Songchuan’s room in the morning, waiting for the airbag to come out.

The airbag didn’t wait until my stepmother told me to.

“Aikawa, you must stay away from Lope. Although she seemed kind of good, I heard that the women who left before were all because of her. I’m sorry.

“Hmm. I’m sorry.

Songchuan is as good as ever.

And then mom said, “When I get pregnant, I’ll send you to school. I’m sorry.

Shit!

Eleven.

It’s not the first stepmother who wants to get pregnant, but it’s definitely the first step I hear.

Just that moment.

I thought they weren’t up to it.

Thanks to my dad, oh, no, specifically, the power of money.

Songchuan and I went to school together, one year older than me.

I go to private schools, in other words, schools with more rich people and, of course, handsome guys.

It is only the schools that are interested in tiered, fee-based and scoring classes, which do not seem to be the same, but the resources are different.

Being like Songchuan, it’s not wrong to be in the regular class.

I think it’s more important at our age to be cool and cold, like Songkawa’s.

Results.

I don’t know what the girls in the senior year think, but they’re pretty good.

Die laughing.

Are these people so hungry?

I didn’t know how popular Songchuan was at the time, and I said on the wall with my trumpet:

“That’s what people like? I’m sorry.

Dude.

Within fifteen minutes.

I got back over a hundred bars and got in line.

Sure.

Nor does it rule out those on my side who say, “Wengxie’s personal relations”.

Plum.

I can only say that as long as there are others awake, I don’t think the world is too strange.

The world is so messy. Who’s the kid?

Speaking of which, he’s a lot more.

Be modest, actually trying to avoid me and take the bus to school.

Play smart and help their class master pack his homework.

The more he pretends, the more I want to fuck him.

Please don’t fall into my hands!

“Hello. Who do you think?”

My friend, who swiped me in the moon, looked at me and smiled.

“Hey, you like it too. I’m sorry.

“Don’t make me sick. I’m sorry.

I was so upset, I helped me move a book, and I grunted, “Okay? I’m sorry.

Why are you yelling? I hear he’s got a temper. I’m sorry.

I don’t care if I take my homework and walk all the way to the elevator door and watch the elevator door close and open.

I don’t want to go in for a second.

Yeah.

Songchuan stood there, and when he saw me, he was surprised, and he probably regretted opening the door.

“Come on. I’m sorry.

When you came from behind, you pushed me and I got in the elevator.

Songchuan took a step back and stood in the elevator.

I’d like to laugh, turn around and stand up, right?

“Hey. I’m sorry.

I’m in the middle of the month, I’m in the back, and I’m in the eye for a close look at Songkawa, but I didn’t listen to her.

“Songkawa, do you eat sugar?”

I looked at the mirror of the elevator, swiped the sugar for Songchuan’s girl, pulled off the corner and looked at the numbers on the elevator.

“No food. I’m sorry.

The girl’s hand with the sugar is a little overstretched, probably because she’s embarrassed. I’m sorry.

And the girl cried, and Haha started laughing, and said, “So whether you have a brother or a sister to feed them, my father brought this from Australia.” Very sweet. I’m sorry.

Songkawa didn’t squeak, he just shook his head.

I’m suffocating, and suddenly I think about my late mother’s pregnancy and if she’s pregnant, it’s not true that Songchuan has more brothers or sisters.

Either way, I don’t want it.

I’m the only one. I’m the only one.

I left as soon as the elevator door was opened, and all the way back to class with anger, dropped the book and returned to the seat to start sulking.

The phone buzzed.

I wrinkled, opened with my hand, watched my friend add a purring to my insides, and I couldn’t help but rip off the horns, and I ordered all of them, pulled a group, straight to a hundred.

Miss Ben’s in the air.

I have to be cool when I’m done with my dad’s urine and I’m gonna dump the girl.

It’s just that it’s hard to buy an offline pill, and I need an ID, so I can buy it online, and I’ll tell the owner to pack it properly, and the owner forgets.

Good to die.

When the shipment came to the door, it was received by Songchuan.

When Songchuan was standing in front of my room with a package, I really scolded the owner’s heart.

That was exactly the weekend.

My father took his mother out for candlelight dinner, and all I had to do at home was cook aunty and me and Songchuan, and I looked at each other face to face and embarrassed myself by looking for a sew.

But I didn’t forget I was the owner of this house. He was just an intruder.

“Thank you, brother. I’m sorry.

I tried to pick up the package, but Songchuan lifted it up, one head taller than me and watched me.

That’s a scary look, but I’m not scared, I look back, I look innocent. I’m sorry.

Songchuan took a look at me and took a deep breath. He didn’t want to say much. He turned around with the package, but walked back and stood before me and looked at me.

I can’t help but think of him as he’s been avoiding me for a few days.

“What’s wrong, brother?”

“What is this? I’m sorry.

Songchuan finally made the point.

I bit my lips, I smiled at him, “Of course it’s candy.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan’s cold face, with his hands covered in a bag, with his hands covered with a blunder on his back, staring at me very carefully and asking, “Do you think I can read?” I’m sorry.

I laughed and said, “I know that my brother’s teeth hurt and could not eat. I’m sorry.

Songkawa saw me not to admit that the thin lips were so tight as to form a line, that at that moment he had a lot of milk scattered on him, and his eyes were still staring at me.

I don’t care to keep laughing, I’m a lot cooler and I’m looking at him.

I don’t care anyway.

Because the account I bought was a small number, and he would stab me in front of my dad and I would bite.

I can’t blame him for that. He hates me and he hates Dad.

That logic works.

Of course my father will not trust this outsider, but only me, and he will have the pearl.

Songkawa and I just stood there for a minute.

My aunt downstairs started to ask me to go down to dinner with him, and I put my lips on my lips, and I reached out to him, saying that he gave me something, but Songchuan ignored me and went downstairs with it.

I waited, followed a few steps.

As a result, he ran out of the villa, followed her by a few steps and asked where he was going.

“My lady. I’m sorry.

“I’m hungry. I’m sorry.

I don’t want to talk to Auntie Songchuan, I’m going down to the restaurant, and I’m just doing my favorite cucumber soup today.

Missy, don’t drink any soup, and here’s your favorite chicken gravy. I’m sorry.

“Mmm-hmm. Thank Aunt Zhang. I’m sorry.

Aunt Zhang is the longest-serving aunt in the family and the longest-serving aunt I’ve ever been with.

I don’t have a stepmother, I don’t have Songchuan. I’m happy to eat alone.

Besides, God helped me not to wait until Songchuan came back and started raining.

Missy, Master Kawa hasn’t returned yet. I’m sorry.

Auntie Zhang is well-hearted and worried about Songchuan.

“I have no contact with my brother.” Aunt Zhang, I don’t know where he’s going. I’m sorry.

Honestly.

Not only am I not worried he’ll catch a cold, but I even wish he wouldn’t come back and see his face with his stepmother.

But.

I called my dad to show my concern for Songchuan.

“Dad, it’s raining outside. I’m worried. I’m sorry.

“Oh, come on. Don’t run away from home. I’ll let you find it. I’m sorry.

I took my eyebrow and took my phone to the door to the sound of the rain, and said, “But my brother hasn’t come back, Dad, it’s raining so hard. I’m sorry.

I was happy to play, and I saw Songkawa standing not far in the rain, and a pair of black and white eyes staring at me.

“Come on, get back there. Don’t catch cold! Dad’s got people looking. I’m sorry.

My father was very anxious at the end of the phone, and then he said, “Let Aunt Zhang make you some ginger soup and go to the cold.” I’m sorry.

I looked at Songchuan and thought he was a little bit like a wolf in the shadows, and I would be dead at any moment, but I wasn’t afraid, even a little laughing.

I don’t change my face, answer to my dad and then hang up.

“Brother, come back! Don’t catch cold! I’m sorry.

And I turned back and said to Aunt Zhang, who was busy in the kitchen: “My brother is back!” I’m sorry.

Come on in, boy!

Aunt Zhang rushed to come with a dry towel and watched as Songchuan stood there, so busy with the umbrella, dragged Songchuan into the house.

The school uniform is a shirt. It’s not thick. I can see the skin.

Songchuan is standing on an imported carpet, with a wet, tattered hair covering his eyebrow, and it looks like rain drops down on his jaw.

Aunt Zhang was heartbroken, but I was happy, and he asked for it.

“You want to take a shower? I’m sorry.

“My lady, wipe the young master’s hair. I’ll make some ginger soup. I’m sorry.

He was too tall to bow, standing there like a zombie, embarrassed for a second, handed me a towel.

I stood up to the urge to laugh and responded to it, and I went up to Songkawa and watched him not bow down and threw a towel over his head and covered his cold eyes.

I turned around and moved a stool.

Soongkawa was still standing there when he came back, and I couldn’t help but smitten my lips, and stood proudly on the stool, and covered his hair with towels.

See.

That’s what happens to me.

Songchuan did not resist, but left me to wipe my hair until it was dry enough. I threw my towel aside and swayed my head in the sight of Songchuan.

“How’s the rain, brother? I’m sorry.

When Songkawa didn’t speak, I looked at his face, and I looked at his mother, and I laughed, “God is helping me punish you.” I’m sorry.

It’s over.

Waiting for Songkawa to respond, I put my hand on his shoulder and came down from the stool with grace. I’m sorry.

Ogawa.

The mother rushed to her home, watched Songkawa’s wet clothes and was in a terrible state of pain, and she said, “Go and take a hot bath.” I’m sorry.

Songkawa didn’t move.

I looked at my stepmother and pulled the horns of Songkawa, softly: “Big brother, listen to me.” I’m sorry.

Songkawa finally moved.

I watched him go upstairs, and I looked at his stepmom, and my eyes were red, and I said, “I’m sorry, aunt, I didn’t know it was going to rain today, or I would have stopped him when my brother went out to play.

My sister-in-law looked at me and she was happy because she just saw me wipe Songkawa’s hair.

My father came here very soon, watching my cuffs wet, wrinkled, touched my hair with some water, whispering, “Didn’t he not let you run away?” I’m sorry.

I blinked and said, “But my brother hasn’t come back…”

My dad looked at me and raised his chin at me, “Come on, get upstairs and take a hot bath. I’m sorry.

“Good. I’m sorry.

I went upstairs with my feet up, and I left this place, except I heard my dad and his stepmother whispering.

I just heard one thing:

“I didn’t think the brothers and sisters were feeling well. I’m sorry.

I can only say they’re pretty good at dreaming.

After a hot bath, I wore a pink pyjamas, but I didn’t think that Songchuan and I were wearing the same one, but the color was different and looked like a couple’s pyjamas.

I stopped.

But the quickest reaction was Aunt Zhang, who was embarrassed to speak to my father and stepmother: “Sir, I forgot that this was for you and your wife. Wrong assignment. I’m sorry.

I stood there, and now I want to go back and change, and then my dad in his dark nightgown, leaning on the couch and saying,

“It’s all right. Just buy a new one. I’m sorry.

Songkawa didn’t react to this, just went straight downstairs.

I had lips, I didn’t want to be too mean, and I went downstairs.

I think she’s still in the shower, so it’s just me and Songchuan and my dad downstairs.

Let’s have soup.

My dad had to ask Songchuan how he felt at school to show his concern for this free son.

Song Chuan also cooperated. My dad asked me, he answered.

Most of the questions are about teacher and classmate relations.

I felt like I had nothing to drink with the soup, and suddenly my dad came and said, “Are you close to the Lope Room?” I’m sorry.

Not close, of course, even a little far.

The school has always been a grade level, a classroom in Songchuan, about one floor above the building opposite me.

Songcheon has a bowl, it’s low, “Not far away. I’m sorry.

I took a look at Songkawa and looked at my dad and started to shift the subject to me, and I was the baby of this family.

“Daddy, I’d like to go for roasted fish this weekend. I’m sorry.

“Daddy’s meeting this week. Let’s see if Songchuan has time for you. I’m sorry.

I got a little upset watching my dad leave it on Songchuan, and I wanted to get close to Songchuan, but that doesn’t mean I want to be with him.

I bit my lips and said, “But I want to eat with my dad. I’m sorry.

My dad smiled, “Good boy, you’re all grown up. You can’t stick to Dad all the time. I’m sorry.

I’m like, “Then tomorrow night, Daddy’s going to the lake night market with me. I’m sorry.

My dad said, “Well, Dad’s got some work to do. Do you have time? I’m sorry.

I’m cold. I’m a little upset.

I don’t know why, I think my dad thinks that with Songchuan, who’s with me, Songchuan can do whatever he wants for me.

But.

There are things that my father has been with me since I was a kid, and he never lets anyone else do it.

“I am…”

Songchuan’s head down, seems to be hesitating. She’s just about to say something.

“Honey. I’m sorry.

Her stepmother was wearing a knob dress and a veiled shirt, which seemed conservative, but a large white body of skin on her back was invisible.

From upstairs to downstairs, in the moment when she was sitting next to my dad, she was silky, and for a moment, looking at her side, I remembered her mother.

But soon there will be an incomprehensible hatred.

My dad didn’t go to the night market with me because she didn’t have the new energy.

“Agawa, you’ll go to the night market with Lok-chul tomorrow, okay? I’m sorry.

I’ve got a fist in my hand, and I’ve got my dad in my back, and my nails are all in my hands.

“Honey, Kogawa is a senior, and school is nervous.

“All right. I’m sorry.

Songchuan is so cold.

I looked down on him, and I looked at him and said to my dad: “I suddenly remember that I have other things to do tomorrow, so don’t bother my brother. I’m sorry.

What is this?

I can’t go to the night market alone?

Not that I can’t. I’m not in the mood.

I wish I could tear their hands to pieces.

“Hey, are you sitting here alone?” If we don’t do this, we won’t be able to do it. I’m sorry.

Why don’t you take me out for a walk and take a look at me? It’s been half a day sitting here. I’m sorry.

And I looked at the loaf of sugar, and I couldn’t pick it up, and I squirted, and I said, “Buy whatever you like, I’ll buy.” I don’t want to move today. I’m sorry.

Why did you look at me like this and sit next to me, biting on the sugar jar? I’m sorry.

And I stood with my hands on a stone-stool, and looked up at the stars, and breathed a cold wind, and said, “Don’t mention him. He is the wolf of the tail. I’m sorry.

“What are you?” Little Wolf?

I went to the night market for a while, and I told her I was going to go home, but the answer was no.

Don’t guess. I knew my dad was with her.

“Little girl, will you look?”

I was standing at the corner, and suddenly I didn’t want to go back, and I started walking around.

There were boxes of light on the side of the road, and there was no point in looking at them all.

I looked away and wanted to see something different, until a little snake came to see me. I’m sorry.

The vendor didn’t think I’d be interested in snakes and laughed, “No poison, no poison, no bite.” I’m sorry.

I couldn’t help but say, “It’s a lie not to bite.” I’m sorry.

The vendor smiled, “It doesn’t hurt. I’m sorry.

Never mind if it hurts.

As long as I’m not dead, I’ll scare Songkawa and the woman!

“You want to try, little girl? I’m sorry.

I watched the peddler in the box, reaching out and whispering, “Give me the plate.” I’m sorry.

I looked at the little guy with a hook, and I looked at him, and I looked at him, and I looked at him, and I looked at him, and I was going to squeez his tail, and I was picked up.

Who is it?

I couldn’t bear to twist my head, and I was about to say something, and I saw my dad, and… my stepmother and Songkawa.

“You little girl, what’s with this? I’m sorry.

My dad looked at the snake’s twisted body and looked at the peddler, who immediately took it away.

I wrinkled my hand, and I squirted and said, “I’m just looking at the fun…”

My dad’s pissed, “I’ll bite you.” I’m sorry.

We responded in vagueness, and looked at Songkawa in the light, and found him looking down at me and standing in front of her in a defensive gesture.

I guess he guessed I was thinking.

Now that I’ve been discovered, I’m too lazy to hide, and I’m just bending my lips and looking at Songchuan, “Big Brother.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan didn’t think I’d suddenly cut him, and he, tumbled down, and when he did, I ran to him, hummed out:

“Daddy is mean to me. I’m sorry.

My dad:

That’s what it’s called, as long as I’m not embarrassed, it’s him.

I was holding Songkawa’s arm on purpose, as if it had been my father’s.

I was scared to see my wife, but soon I had a happy smile, and I was like, “Honey, Lorraine is small. There’s always curiosity. Forget it. I’m sorry.

“Why haven’t you come home yet?” I’m sorry.

I picked the underbrow, and my mouth reacted faster than my head, and I said, “When my brother comes home, he doesn’t wait for me, no one comes home, I’ll play by myself.” Then you forget the time. I’m sorry.

“Why didn’t you wait for your sister?” I’m sorry.

I laughed in my heart, but soon I bit my lips and said, “It’s me who walks slowly, not my brother.” Aunt, you don’t say brother. Brother is good to me. I’m sorry.

SONGkawa’s thin lips moved slightly and responded to my father’s vision with a slight response: “It may have been a mistake, I came out to look for her without waiting for her at home.” I’m sorry.

Listen to Songchuan’s explanation, I took his arm and loosed a little.

Because I didn’t think he’d try to explain it, and I’d just disintegrate my understanding image, and I’d be a little bit of a naughty.

My dad looked better, smiled, and finally looked at me, and he said, “Didn’t my brother wait for you at home, you didn’t see him, you ran away? Don’t go anywhere at night. I’m sorry.

After that, my dad left with his stepmother, and Songkawa and I were right behind him until we got into the car.

My stepmother and my father sat in front, and Songchuan and I sat behind each other, close to the door, and nobody wanted to talk to anyone.

It’s a really boring day.

But as soon as I was going to brush my cell phone and go to bed, I received a message from what month.

Sister! Look at the white wall.

I suffocated into the white wall, and as soon as I was in sight, I was shot at with my own trumpet, and no doubt the man who declared war on me asked me which class I was in, so don’t act like a tortoise.

It’s exciting! Who, with such guts, would die if it were dug out.

OS: In my heart.

Some say it’s a vendetta with Songchuan.

God damn ex-girlfriend.

Why didn’t you say it was an ex-boyfriend?

I was just about to open up, and suddenly I started to look up, and I felt like I found a new continent, and I got into my trumpet, and I was so excited to get into that group, and I looked at all the bars and said:

I’m Songkawa’s ex-boyfriend.

Probably quiet for a minute.

The group blew up.

I will retreat immediately.

About half an hour later.

I’m in the white wall again, not until I hear from the moon, and I’ve got my hand on the bed, and I’m laughing so hard, and I’m convulsing.

It’s so good to be a prank.

Just.

I didn’t find it too soon when the message came, and the group totally took me for a psycho, didn’t even buy it, and even preferred Songchuan for it.

Huh.

Dude.

Happy comes and goes.

I lie on my bed, and I’m drumming on my cheeks, and I’m brushing my message in silence.

Sister, did you see that the man from Songchuan is a natural sling, and he’s not going to like it.

That’s the right to talk.

It’s another person’s right.

I took a deep breath, and I was just about to blow it up and said that it was me, and why did I lose a group of links to me? There’s a lot of pictures of Songkawa.

I turned my eyes white and said two words: sleep.

I guess the reason I can’t sleep is because Songchuan is better-looking than all the other mothers.

But I can’t figure out how to be so eccentric. Where the hell is he? White? High?

Plum.

Really mad.

As a result of my comments and the squirt-out, people continue to pour and send pictures of Songchuan every day.

I threw up on him. I feel like I’ve turned into Songchuan.

Then there were too many people to add my trumpet, which showed that it took me a long time to land, and I was so angry that I stopped playing.

Even less, the name Songchuan has made me feel a little magical.

My fellow students around me, including the month, have begun enthusiastically calling his code name — 31.

Don’t ask. It’s Songkawa’s good milk.

Ugh.

We’re all students, we have a monthly exam, and I’m close to it, and I’ve finally got a lot of peace in my ear, and I can’t get away with it.

Quiet in the dark hallway until a needle landed, and the light in the classroom seemed to be a bit broken, like a dark color in the ink, which greatly affected my sleep.

“Uh-uh. I’m sorry.

When I came back from the toilet with a towel to wipe my hand, I put my hand on my face, and I whispered, “Guess who I saw. I’m sorry.

I hit the yawn, frown.

What is it? “31 Ah. I’m sorry.

And I blinked, and immediately in my mind, he stood at my door with the pill, and he was so upset that he seemed to be watching me, and every time I went into the kitchen, he followed me, and I delivered water to his stepmother, he accidentally fell down.

I’ve had a hard time buying a pill, and I’ve had no use for it.

“Don’t mention him. I’m sorry.

I’m already overburdened with my sophomore studies.

The moon shrugs, “31 and people fight. I’m sorry.

Voice just dropped.

I sat up all over my body, and I looked at the moon, “Where is it?” I’m sorry.

“Only our building, the stairs next to the toilet.” Don’t worry, Aoi’s gone to the teacher.

When I arrived at the stairwell, Songchuan was stuck there by some of his masters, probably in a twist, with bruises on Songkawa’s mouth, and when I was seen, his eyes were so cold that he wanted to pierce me.

I had my lips and guessed what he was thinking, and he thought, and the headmaster thought.

“Robert! It’s you again. I’m sorry.

The words “and also” in the headmaster’s mouth were very spiritual, and a few boys were looking at me, and I was about to turn my back on the headmaster, and I looked at them, and at them, there were 10,000 of them.

Dude.

All exes.

It’s like these guys have an appointment, and they’re like, “I didn’t mean it. I’m sorry.

Voice down.

Songchuan’s eyes can no longer be described as cold, and he looks at me, to be precise, it’s annoying.

The pot fell on my head.

And since my dad’s been spoiling me.

I was taught a lesson by the headmaster, who seemed to be large, but he did not listen to me at all, and on several occasions interrupted my words, and he said it himself.

There is a saying that never talk to middle-aged people, who are too much to talk about in the face of life.

Say one word and he goes back to you for dozens of words.

So I kept quiet just to be able to put an end to this U-lone reprimand.

When I got out of the office, the hallway was pretty cold, and a few boys were already running around, except for Songkawa, who was standing there with a face wound.

He’s got his own milk, and now he’s hurt, and he looks more pityful, except that his eyes look bad, and he releases the blood out of his body.

“Songkawa, come in. I’m sorry.

The headmaster spoke.

Songchuan walked straight through me, walked straight into the office, carried it along and shut the door.

The cold wind is coming.

I’m shaking, I’m sick of it. I’m just here to make a scene, and I’m the one who took the fall.

Plum.

I was standing in the hallway looking down at the playground, looking at the calves, trying to swear.

These are my predecessors in name.

But the truth is, I just hired them to carry my bags, and when I was in high school, I thought the big guy at school was too cheap to show off and wanted to hire a handsome guy to carry my bag.

They don’t really need money, but it’s a long way from me.

It’s not because they’re not good-looking or they don’t. I’ve been a good-looking guy since I was a kid. I’m really immune.

But this time, I’m so sorry.

Come home.

I knew my father and his stepmother were going on a business trip, and I thought Songchuan was going to make a phone call, and he didn’t mean it at all, but instead, his face was so bruised that she was anxious.

Aunt Zhang asked him a few times, and he didn’t say anything. “Robert, do you know what’s going on? I’m sorry.

I took a spoon to dig for ice cream, and said, “I don’t know. I’m sorry.

As soon as I had said that, Songchuan looked at me and ended up not saying anything and eating in peace, but with his head down, his mouth was hurt and his eating was clearly painful.

“Well, I have to call the gentleman. I’m sorry.

“Uncle Zhang, no.”

Songkawa opened his mouth to stop.

Aunt Zhang lamented and kept telling Songchuan that if he was bullied, he must tell his family, but that Songchuan remained silent and occasionally symbolic.

Songchuan has been reluctant to say that Auntie Zhang had to shake her head and get some medicine for Songchuan.

I was eating ice cream, watching them talk, watching Songchuan go upstairs without a potion.

“Hello. I’m sorry.

Songchuan ignored me and went upstairs with his legs on him.

Cut. I’m sorry.

I couldn’t help but laugh, and I was upset. I was so upset when I was told that he had to look at him.

He’s nothing.

I’m so depressed.

But looking at the table, thinking of his injuries, only reminded Aunt Zhang that he had not taken the medicine and handed it over later.

When I finished my ice cream, I went upstairs, and I wanted to take a shower and write my homework. “My lady, I delivered the medicine, but I went in twice to deliver the fruit and milk, and the young master sat there as if he didn’t want to take the medicine, said he wouldn’t listen to it…”

I’d like to say a word about him, but I put up with it when I thought I was a good girl in front of Aunt Zhang. After all, it’s a long process.

It’s a big deal.

My dad taught it.

With soft and wet hair, I was wearing a nightgown coat and headed towards Songchuan’s room, watching the closed door, knocking twice.

There’s no sound in the room.

I don’t want to knock on the door again and push it in, and there’s no room, but there’s water in the bathroom.

“Hello. I’m sorry.

I screamed through the glass door.

The water in the bathroom is coming down.

And I frowned and said, “Your medicine is no more, tomorrow.”

Ziddam.

The bathroom door was sorely pushed out that Songchuan was standing in front of me with a towel in his lower body, without drying up the water on his body, and the beads were falling along the curve of the muscles.

I had no idea that Songchuan belonged to the skinless, naked and fleshy kind of abdominal muscle.

“You come out without clothes? I’m sorry.

I rang my eyebrow, and I wanted to whistle for no reason, but it was a hooligan who didn’t fit my perfect girl, and looked at his face with my frown, and looked at his face, and said, “Take the medicine. I’m sorry.

“Get out. I’m sorry.

Songchuan wipes his hands with a towel, looks down and sounds cold.

I’ve had a good time, man. How can he talk to me like that?

“Hey, don’t you know the good guys. I’m sorry.

I grunted, and I tried to dump the medicine on him, but instead of looking at him bad, I threw it on the couch next to him.

It’s not me, it’s me. I know, it’s a tough time, no audience, no fun.

After I threw the medicine, I took a look at Songchuan, laughed, raised my feet and walked towards the door, and the door was not touched, and a hand held the door.

I looked cold in my face, looked at Songkawa, noticed the obscenity of his eyes, and pushed him away, “Hey, what do you mean? I’m giving you pills. You want to kick your ass? I’m sorry.

“I beg you to send?” Songkawa’s face is cold.

I think he’s pissed off to say this, but he must have no idea I’m not a vegetarian. I was so pissed off today by the headmaster.

I don’t even think about it, straight-tempered behavior, walking up to him, slapping him.

Slap clean.

I’m strong too.

Looking at the way he looked, I laughed, “I’m gonna do it, I’m gonna do it on my own, I don’t have to do it alone, not to mention the haybags. I’m sorry.

Songchuan’s eyes are closed, like when he calms his emotions, bites his back teeth and opens his eyes again, and he looks red and he stares at me.

“Is it urgent? I’m sorry.

I look at him with my hands around my back, and I smile with my lips, and I’m like, “You know, I’m going to have to look like I’m going to be under the host fence, and I’m not going to do this to my master.” I’m sorry.

I’m teaching him to do things so he won’t understand.

That’s it.

I’ve been sitting down on the charges of bullying him for so long tonight.

I shrugged my shoulder and I was going to turn my head and leave.

Results.

Songkawa asked, “Do you know what I wanted to do just now?” I’m sorry.

“What…”

I consciously turned back and, as soon as I was ready to open my mouth, Songchuan grabbed me by the neck, and the whole man’s back was all over the wall, and Songchuan’s legs were strangling him.

That moment.

My breath was completely suffocated, but my face was filled with blood and my hands were tied to Songkawa ‘ s wrists, and my fingernails were used to scratch the blood on his skin.

“Bitch…”

“No brother? I’m sorry.

Songkawa’s dark eyes are filled with a cold smile, and he keeps pushing.

There was that moment.

I really doubt I’ll die in his hands.

But.

As I said, I’m not a vegetarian, I shake my hand in a fist, punch him in the throat and hit him several times.

When I was in taekwondo, the teacher taught me that men were the most vulnerable on two sides, one with the top throat and the second with the bottom.

Not at all.

Songchuan sprung back his hand, and I fell down against the wall and watched him go down there, and he got sick, and he jumped.

The whole man was sitting on his waist, and I slapped him in the face without his preparation, lying straight on his shoulder and bit him hard.

Songkawa was sore, he tried to pull me off him, I couldn’t stand it, his legs were so tight on his waist, he couldn’t see it, and he pulled his hand on my hair, but the more he started, the harder I bit.

I’ve never lost anyone on bullying.

In other words, I can lose everything in my life, and I can’t.

“Robert! I’m sorry.

Songchuan’s breathing is getting heavy, my hair’s not loose, I won’t let go, I’ll take it, I’ll see if it’s your head first, or I’ll bite your meat off!

“Long. I’m sorry.

Songchuan’s face was heavy, and his hand was pulling my waist and trying to drag me down.

The more he is, the more I will not let go of my mouth, and I will not let go of my mouth, even if it chokes on his blood.

Finally.

I’ve had enough bites, I’ve lost my hand, I’ve got my hair on Songchuan, I’ve reached out and slapped him in the face, I don’t care if there’s blood in my mouth, I’m laughing:

“Try me again, you try. I’m sorry.

Songchuan looked at me in cold and cold, and he was paralyzed on the ground, and his eyebrow was soft, and he said nothing.

I didn’t really have the strength from Songchuan, but my hair was so messy, I thought I’d go to the bathroom, and Songchuan grabbed my wrist.

I looked at him in cold eyes, and I just thought it would be too late for him to complain.

I know he’s threatening me with his eyes, and I can’t help but rip his mouth off.

“I’m going to the bathroom. I’m sorry.

Songchuan: …

Although I know I’m going out, even with the chief’s confession, and if I cry, Songchuan will be in bad luck, but it’s a shame that this is the way I’ve used it before, and it’s not the time for me to stay with my new stepmother.

The last time I used it, it was when that stepmother was about to find out that my dad was having an affair, and it worked pretty well, but now I’m feeling sick.

Now, this stepmother, it’s supposed to be after that, the first to have children and the first to be brought into the door.

Hey.

I stood in front of the bathroom mirror, and I pulled my hand over my hair, and I only felt my scalps hurt, my hands touched, and I bled.

Washed with water, washed with mouths.

I walked out of the bathroom with my face on my face and looked at Songchuan sitting on the floor, scrutinizing the blood on his shoulder, walking to the couch to pick up the potion and then entering the bathroom.

One, two, go.

I took care of my wounds, but the red marks on my neck were visible.

When my skin was white, the red mark appeared, and I had to cover my hair, and I finally packed it. I stood in front of Songchuan, and I heard Zhang knocking.

I watched Songchuan naked in the upper half, and I rushed and said, “Get dressed. I’m sorry.

Songchuan whispered, “The shoulder hurts. I’m sorry.

I put my tongue to my teeth, and I realized that he didn’t wear it on purpose, and I laughed, and I took off his clothes, and I took off only one thong.

The outside sister-in-law knocked more and more, and Songchuan picked up the pyjamas on me and put his hands on my buttons and quickly ran into the bathroom.

“Go ahead. I’m sorry.

I stood up and looked at the face of my dress after grinding sand glass, and I fell over a white eye, more than anyone who feared being found by Aunt Zhang.

Not at all.

This guy’s pissed off.

He’s a little young.

Zhang pushed into the door, carrying a freshly washed strawberries and smiling at me, “My lady.” I’m sorry.

And I turned my lips and said, “My brother is still in the shower. I’m sorry.

Zhang Noded, put strawberries on the table, and when he went out, he said, “Mr. Zhang called and said he would not be back until the middle of next month.” I’m sorry.

I laughed, I was lost, I thought Songkawa was a rat, and my mom and my dad ran out, just to prevent me from messing up.

And I thought, “I’m having a hard time, but I’m still having a good time.”

When Aunt Zhang left, I ran out of here with strawberries, waiting for Songchuan to come out.

I hate it.

Soon.

I look like I’m having a headache when there’s another bunch of caring about Songchuan on the wall, especially when I’m in front of you all the time.

The real rival’s mother is gone, and my father is not at home, and I have to face not only the subsequent monthly exams, but also the uncompleted volumes, but also Songchuan, who suddenly finds everything in vain.

On the desk, I feel like I’ve made a scene.

Sometimes the more I think about it, my dad’s different to this stepmother, but soon I’m going to rebut it in my heart.

“Guess, it’s time for the exam, cut the pen and hand over the papers. I’m sorry.

The teacher’s voice was rang with the bell.

I sat in my mouth, pulled my high-collar sweater, leaned on the seat, watched the rollman take the papers away, and some of them were devious.

“Robert! I’m sorry.

I’m standing in the back door.

I got out of the exam with a yawn, and I picked up a bag from the side of the table and asked her, “Where are you going to eat at noon?” I’m sorry.

What time is it that you won’t go home and eat? I’m sorry.

I didn’t want to go back. If it wasn’t for the bed outside, I’d be staying at the hotel.

I shake my head.

“There’s a new chicken shop nearby. I’m sorry.

I’m not interested in fried chicken, but I’m tired of thinking.

Results.

When I got into the store, I got hit, and my clothes were full of milk and tea. I’m sorry.

The moon is angry, too. “You ran over it yourself. You’re the first to complain! I’m sorry.

I looked at it, looked at it, looked at it, looked at it, looked at it, looked at it, laughed at it, pulled it off, said, “Sorry.” I’m sorry.

She pulled her yellow curly hair, swiped me right in the face, and she tried to get away from me.

“I’ll give you one last chance.” I’m sorry.

When I let go, she ran out and hit me with a cup of tea.

“Wait for me.”

Waiting for you.

I watched her throw a milk cup on the floor and kicked her out.

“Why are you suddenly so strong the image of fairies…”

The moon dragged me with a towel to wipe the stains of milk tea, swam the people who looked around and whispered, “No!” Let’s go. The girl’s supposed to be in the wrong school. I’m sorry.

I looked up and thought for a second or what month I left.

It’s not that I’m afraid, it’s that I know that I’m wasting my time with this kind of person, and I’d rather stare at Songcheon.

I’ll be home early and late.

What month took me to the restaurant where we used to spend our homework, which was expensive and unaffordable for ordinary students, so most of them were students in our school priorities.

Then.

The awkward thing happened.

The first floor was quite crowded during this period, and I ordered a box for the month, went to the third floor, and saw Songchuan entering a room as soon as he entered the corridor.

“31!”

The moon looked so bright and dragged me that way, but as soon as we reached the door, the people inside closed it.

What’s going on?

I picked the underbrow, I reached out and opened the door.

A few of the students sitting in it were wearing our school clothes, probably Songchuan’s classmates, with drafts on the table, and a few plates of fruit.

“Students, here is…”

“This seems to be my box. I’m sorry.

So I behaved so well, and by me I did grow up, so I asked, “Have you sat in the wrong seat?” I’m sorry.

A few students are male, and I’m a little embarrassed to say so.

“You went wrong. I’m sorry.

“Uh, ma’am, I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

When she saw Songkawa’s face, she smiled, held me in secret, pulled me away, and when she came to our room, she laughed:

“Yeah, thanks, sister. I thought I couldn’t see the real one. I’m sorry.

“All right, I’m hungry. Let’s eat. I’m sorry.

I look so happy, and I feel a bit helpless, because I opened the door and just wanted to see what Songkawa was doing.

Eat one table.

And I started eating my head off, and I had to hand it over to me in the month with my cell phone, and there was a photo of Songchuan in his bathing suit, and I swung.

It’s nothing to see.

Sister! Look, the tooth marks on Songkawa’s shoulder. Did his girlfriend bite it? I love it.

What month’s fingers amplified, and I look at what’s said on the screen and I feel like I’m having a headache.

These people are crazy now.

He said, “Oh, Songchuan doesn’t have a girlfriend.

I said, “Are you poisonous? I’m sorry.

“Yes, I was poisoned by Songkawa!” I think you’re better suited for Songchuan. Look at you. You’re so pitiful. Two soft and soft people, cp, sweet. I’m sorry.

Huh.

I just feel the headaches.

I don’t want to comment on what I’m saying anymore. This woman is crazy.

“Seriously, I’ve put you on the list! I’m sorry.

What’s the moon doing?

I’m in the fog.

I’m looking at a series of cp names, and I’m looking at a fish delivery cp, and my mouth moves.

I turn my head and I don’t want to watch.

But immediately after that, he said, “Hey, I found out that all the boys who hit Songchuan were your boyfriend because you were having an affair with Songchuan.” I’m sorry.

I took a deep breath, frown, and I wanted to turn my eyes, “Hey, sister, I’m eating. I’m sorry.

“No one except your ex-boyfriend.” I’m sorry.

We said, “Speak again, and I will not play with you.” I’m sorry.

“Oh, I’m not saying anything, Lope. How old are you? That’s what kids say. Shameless?”

If it wasn’t for her and me, I’d kill this woman.

Out of necessity, I took a shot.

I just saw people yelling down there.

I have always known that our schools are polarized, that hard-working people work harder, that hard-working people are particularly idle, but I never thought that someone would be idle to that extent.

It’s a good thing I didn’t expose my relationship with Songchuan, or I’m gonna be so bored by these people.

There’s another exam in the afternoon.

It’s been a long time, but it’s only five o’clock after the exam. What month did I meet her family? I told the driver to keep his mouth shut and walk around the school by himself.

Turn around.

I didn’t want to go to a crowded place, so I went to the bus station for a while, and I ended up dying, and I saw the girl again.

This time she’s not a man, she’s a gang.

I wrinkled, and I woke up and I was going to leave, and I heard the girl say: “Have you seen a girl in a high-collar sweater? It’s your school uniform outside. I’m sorry.

“The Goose”?

That sounds familiar.

I hid behind the station, looked at it with my voice, and I saw Songkawa.

“Who wears a high-collar sweater this season? I’m sorry.

“Do you see, little brother?”

In fact, I saw the girl staring at Songchuan’s face, and guessed she wasn’t asking if she saw me, but she took advantage of it.

But.

She did.

SONG KUWAA WAILING, SEEING THAT I’M SHOWING MY FACES, AND SOUND, “SHOT THERE. I’m sorry.

Ask him if he’s damaged?

I’ve been chasing two streets by a bunch of scoundrels, and I’ll never forget it, thanks to this bastard.

It was hard to hide in the alley, and I watched the group pass, and my bluetooth headphone was out, and it was off, and my phone was ringing.

It looks like a call from a bad ex.

Dude.

I’m calling the good guys, this one. I didn’t go to them for trouble. They’re coming back to trick me.

Turn off the phone.

I looked up, looked at a group of people in the alley and went straight up from the board. I knew it was not going to work, but I had to call the police first.

Police station.

As a victim, I sat in a chair waiting for Aunt Zhang to pay my bail.

This one didn’t last five minutes.

The police uncle came, but I was pushed, my dress was dirty and my hands were skinned, so that I was staring at Songchuan’s hands, and I tried to get more angry.

Results.

Songchuan smiled and said, “The wicked have their own evils to grind. I’m sorry.

And that’s why I stood up so angry, I walked in front of Songchuan and threw my hand at him, and he grabbed it.

“You…”

“Don’t you want to play nice? I’m sorry.

Songchuan has turned a blind eye to me, looked down on me, was contemptible, and said to me:

“Green, tea.”

I was really chewing my teeth and trying to scold him, and it didn’t start yet, and Songchuan let go of my hand, and there was a footsteps coming back, and I thought I had to beat it back.

And I started scratching my heart because of that breath.

“This one…”

“Oh, this is my lady’s brother. I’m sorry.

Zhang’s response was natural, he handed the police a list, and he looked at me and Songchuan, whispering, “My lord, I have to take the young lady to the hospital to check, do you want to go with the driver first? I’m sorry.

I was drumming my cheeks, and I heard from Aunt Zhang, and I said, “My leg hurts and I want my brother to take me to the hospital.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan: …

Aunt Zhang was like, “Oh? Show me…”

I grunted around the horns of Songcheon, like I’m going to be so cute and Zhang’s lull, and I’m going to have to laugh and laugh.

Songkawa was a bit stiff, and he looked at me mechanically, and I turned my lips, and I looked at him, and he was upset, and he smiled.

“Big brother. I’m sorry.

I blinked, I didn’t wait for Aunt Cheung and Songkawa to open my mouth, and I picked up my eyebrow and smiled, and I said, “I know you love me the most, brother! I’m sorry.

The next staff member couldn’t help but laugh, “The brothers and sisters are in a good relationship. I’m sorry.

Songchuan’s face is cold and obviously he doesn’t want to back, but I don’t care if he’s trying to make excuses to walk straight behind him and reach out and strangle his neck.

Songchuan: …

As soon as Zhang turned his head, he tried to throw me down, and I realized that he had reached out to his hair in revenge and pulled his face.

Not yet.

The kid’s got a soft face, a good hand, but he’s so strong, he’s tired.

“You…”

Songchuan’s voice is low because he’s angry, his ears are red, and he’s got a light fragrance.

He’s a hard-on:

“Let go. I’m sorry.

And I took his eyebrow, and did not think that his face was even stronger, and my legs were wrapped around his waist, and I moved, and then I came out with the sound.

Hyah! I’m sorry.

Ride the horses…

It’s probably true that Songchuan allowed me to dress up in front of Aunt Cheung, so he went behind my back.

“Master, slow down. I’m sorry.

Zhang’s heart still hurts me, so she caught up with me, held my back and whispered, “Don’t fall on her.” I’m sorry.

Songkawa didn’t squeak.

I was lying on his back, poking his throat, smiling at Aunt Cheung, “I’m fine, my brother’s back, good…”

Next second.

And Songkawa bowed his head, strangling his jaw against my hand, and caught me in the back of my hand, and carried a hammer upon his chest as a sign of displeasure.

Then.

Songchuan took a good look at me, sided my head, swiped me with the extra light.

And I took his eyebrow, and looked at him as though he was very arrogant, and looked in his red ears, and he didn’t hesitate. I looked at his aunt, looking at the list, and grabbed him in the back, and bit him.

“Pop. I’m sorry.

When Songchuan struggled, he slapped him on my ass and said, “You’re a dog?” I’m sorry.

I was spanked in broad public, and I had some red ears all over the place, and he was strangled with his hand.

“Miss, you can’t do this. I’m sorry.

Aunt Zhang made a sudden noise.

I bit my lips and leaned on Songkawa’s shoulder, softly: “I was playing with my brother. I’m sorry.

Aunt Zhang smiled and laughed.

The hospital was nearby, so Songchuan was really behind my back, probably because I was spanked, so I didn’t mess with him, just thinking about killing him next time.

Maybe I’m a little tired, and I don’t have to walk on my own, and I get a little confused on him, so when I see a doctor with a needle, I get scared, and then I just go back.

The doctor took a look at me and laughed at the kid next to me and shot him in the ass.

The kid’s wailing.

It’s a terrible cry.

I really wanted to turn my mouth, and then I turned my head and saw Songkawa sitting next to me, looking at me, and I looked at him, and I looked at him, and I looked at him with great indifference.

“Doctor, the little girl’s hands are hurt, except for her leg. I’m sorry.

Aunt Zhang was there to talk to the doctor.

I’m sitting next to Songchuan, and I’m pretty clean with my aim, and I think Auntie Zhang washed it for me, called a yawn and touched the phone in my pocket.

Sister! Fresh pictures!

I don’t have to tell you that it’s Songchuan’s picture, and I’ll cut it out.

Says I’m green. I think he’s more tea than I am.

“Student, sir. I’m sorry.

The voice of a sweet girl.

I looked down and found out that the owner of the voice was wearing our school uniform, embarrassingly leaving his face and moving a seat over his ass.

I don’t want anyone in school to know about my relationship with Songkawa…

But.

SONGkawa is a lot more relaxed than I am, just looking at the girl.

I’m holding a pamphlet next to my face, looking at the girl’s face, and I have to say, people are as sweet as their voices, but they’re young…

I’m not sure I like Songchuan.

“Lieutenant. I’m sorry.

I leaned on the seat, so I covered my face with a book, slashed the girl.

The girls looked silently at Songchuan, and their eyes were all shy, especially when they were ready to speak, and they felt a little bit of the girl, and I was very moved by her.

But.

As soon as she opened her mouth, I wanted to take it back.

She opened her mouth and said, “Songkawa, I may be a bit presumptuous. I just wanted to remind you not to come near Lope. She… she’s had a lot of boyfriends… and the people who beat you the other day were her ex. So many of her predecessors, her life, she’s a bit of a mess… I’m sorry.

Songkawa didn’t squeak.

I leaned on the seat, dropped my book, turned my head and looked at the girl.

And the girl says, “As soon as she looks at me, she stares at me like she’s seen a ghost.”

“Student, Aoi…”

I’m not trying to talk, but Aunt Zhang just came by suddenly and said, “What’s wrong with you, little girl? I’m sorry.

Aunt Zhang shouted and the ground was shaking.

The girl looked at me, turned around and ran away as if I was a little late and I would eat her.

Zhang frowned and looked at me and whispered, “My lady, I’ll get the medicine. Wait here for me and the young master. I’m sorry.

When Auntie Zhang left, I saw Songchuan tearing his mouth off and laughing.

I looked in the eye and thought I’d get hit by a crowd, I hated itchy teeth, and I thought I had to find a chance to figure it out with this asshole.

As for the little girl, it’s just an episode.

I’ve never played with a woman, except for the woman next to my dad.

After a day test, I was chased down two blocks, and I just wanted to rest.

Results.

You’re not as good as God. The math scores of my previous exams have come down, and as soon as I got home, Aunt Zhang said that the governess had found them and was waiting for me and Songchuan upstairs in the study.

Here.

Songchuan went up to the stairs with a calm bag, but I didn’t want to go to school, lying on the couch trying to “resist,” “Uncle Zhang, my hand hurts, I can’t take a pen.” I’m sorry.

I’m sure Aunt Zhang loves me.

“Well, young master, go ahead. I’m sorry.

Aunt Zhang came to me with a glass of juice and spoke to Songchuan standing on the steps.

When I understood the connivance of Aunt Zhang, I immediately changed my position, leaning on the couch, carrying juice, placing straws in my mouth, and eating juice with the vermin, while provoking the eyebrow towards someone who was going to class.

Zhang turned around and brought fruit in the kitchen, laughing, “Miss, what fruit do you want today? I’m sorry.

I said, “Berry!”

I looked through the remote and I was going to watch TV, and I looked at Songchuan on the stairs, and I flipped a white eye.

Songchuan: Aunt Zhang. She just had a hand injury, not a brain. I’m sorry.

I’d like to hit it with my own juice. He, before I did it, came straight down and came towards me.

“What are you doing?” “Student.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan just fell over, and thought I’d kick him. He grabbed my ankle and dragged me alive under him.

“Songkawa, are you sick?” I’m sorry.

“that you infected. I’m sorry.

Songkawa’s mouth smiled, but his eyebrows were cold, he picked me up, he grabbed me with his elbow like a file, and he took me upstairs.

Where’s Miss Ben’s knife?

He was brought through several corridors to the door of the study, and as soon as Songkawa released, I stepped on his feet and turned and left, and he grabbed his hair.

“You touch my hair again, I’ll shave your head tonight! I’m sorry.

I yelled.

As soon as it was over, the study door opened.

“Uh… great, Missy. I’m sorry.

The governess was obviously a freshman, a college student who watched Songkawa pull my hair, and then I bit Songkawa’s arm.

Songkawa let go of his hand, I spat, I looked at Songkawa so badly, I looked at the teacher, “What do you see? I’m sorry.

The teacher stopped and said, “Nothing. I’m sorry.

I frown, “If my dad asks you, you know what to say. I’m sorry.

The teacher said, “Oh, that’s so funny, but he nodded.”

I dialed my hair and I turned and I was ready to go, but Songchuan was like an iron heart, and he pulled my arm into the room.

“You’re so annoying! I’m sorry.

I’m really pissed off, I just feel like I’m starting to get mad and yelling at Songchuan.

Songchuan’s eyebrow, it’s like a fire, it’s like a flash of God, it’s even sick, it’s full of mouths, it’s like a sound:

“Lorraine. It’s for your own good. As long as you’re good at your lessons and your grades are up, I’ll be fine. It’s just that when uncle calls, he can’t hear you, he’ll be disappointed. I’m sorry.

Plum.

This tone, this way of talking.

I’d really like to sue him for serious violations and also to accuse him of threatening me with my dad.

As soon as Songchuan’s words came out, the teacher on the side of the street looked at me as if Songchuan was a responsible brother and I was a naughty sister.

Okay.

Good.

I bet I don’t want to mess with you today, he’s messing with me.

I took a deep breath, tried to level my emotions, looked at Songkawa with a smile, and whispered, “I really did have a heart, I didn’t know anything, I didn’t care. I’m sorry.

Two, two…

“Sensei, speak. I’m sorry.

In the face of the teacher’s chatter, Songchuan and I spoke in the same voice and looked at each other.

For the first time in my life, I was counted twice in one day, the same person.

I’m in this class.

But.

I didn’t listen to you all the time, and the teacher said he couldn’t look up to me or Songkawa.

As Songchuan said, my dad really called, only after the teacher left.

I tried to cry and complain, and Songkawa didn’t give me a chance.

“She’s doing her homework. Well, she’s good. I’m sorry.

That’s it. My dad and I didn’t say a word. Songkawa hung up.

I bite my lips, and my anger has reached its peak, and I’m throwing a roll in my hand. On the table, with his hands on his waist, he asked:

“What do you mean? I’m sorry.

SONG KUWAKONG’S BILLER HANDS, TURNING AROUND THE PHONE, TURNING THE PHONE, PULL A PULL UP ON THE ROOM, GET UP AROUND ME, WOW TO MY EYES,

“Look what you’re doing, you’re crazy I’m happy. I’m sorry.

“Songkawa. I’m sorry.

I put him in a cold face, raised my hand, looked at him step by step, sat on the chair like that, and got more angry, and said:

“Do you believe I’m gonna call my dad right now because you got me chased? I’m sorry.

“Huh. I’m sorry.

Songchuan laughed, “You’re not going to clean up. I’m sorry.

My tongue turned to my teeth, and I held my fist in secret, so Songkawa said, “Do you know who your ex-boyfriend is?” I’m sorry.

Four-eye relative.

My senses are coming back, and Songchuan is frozen.

I’m well aware that Songchuan was very high in senior grades and that the ones who beat him had already been skinned.

Now that I’m being flattered, I’m taking it easy because my mom and dad are going on a trip, and I can’t get mad at my dad right now.

I gotta calm down.

I’m a good girl.

It’s quiet in the study.

A moment later.

Zhang came in with fruit and milk and smiled and said, “Come and eat something. I’m sorry.

My head is spinning, sitting directly on the bench next to me, and givin’ a soft mouth:

“I want my brother to feed me. I’m sorry.

Songcheon’s cold-faced, unsettling, and he didn’t mean to move at all.

However.

That’s what I wanted. I put my toothpicks on a piece of fruit, I went to him, I turned my back to my aunt, I pulled the tie on his school uniform, and I leaned around and handed the fruit to his mouth.

Songkawa didn’t open his mouth and leaned on it, and the black and white eyes were staring at me, as if the dark flow had sprung, and the thin lashes were the last cover, and he whispered, “You are endless.” I’m sorry.

“Then I’ll feed my brother, he carried me hard today. It’s Zhang’s. I’m sorry.

Guess what I’m thinking.

Songchuan, knowing that Aunt Zhang was still there, pulled his tie out of my hand without trace, hesitated for a second, and finally bit the fruit out of his mouth.

“Oh, good boy, I like to feed my dog.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan: …

Songkawa’s face has changed slightly, and the chewing in his mouth has stopped.

And I laughed, and I put my toothpicks on the fruit, and I picked up my book without moving, and I walked out of the study.

“Miss, fruit.”

“I’m sleepy. I’m sorry.

It’s not that I want to be quiet, but tonight, I have to give it to you.

The keys to the house were always in Zhang’s hands, and I knew where she had them, so I got the keys to Songchuan’s room.

Keys, scissors, my dad’s electric razor, almost all.

After taking a bath, I put my pyjamas and my pyjamas on, and I tied my hair up with a band until 3:00 in the morning before opening my door naked.

Quite quiet at night.

With the exception of the light that fell in the living room outside the window, it was all dark after snowing, and I walked down the corridor to Songkawa’s room.

When I opened the door carefully, I pulled the key into the lock and realized that Songkawa had left the door unlocked and laughed and pushed in.

In the dark room, there was a light fragrance, and I looked at the dresser with a white shirt on it, and I picked out the underbrow, and slowly walked through the door and looked at the bed…

Plum.

The bathroom door opened.

Why isn’t anyone sleeping at 3:00 in the morning?

I can’t believe it.

Especially when the black light was on fire, I was standing across the door from the bathroom, and Songkawa was standing in front of the bathroom.

My first reaction was to run, but Songchuan reached out and grabbed my clothes, and I felt like I was on top.

Even worse.

This pyjamas is so big, he pulls…

“Stop pulling!”

“Lo…”

Let go! There’s no underwear in there! I’m sorry.

The last thing I said was really yelling, and Songkawa let go, and I slipped down on my feet, and all the scissors and razor keys that I brought were dropped.

My ass is sitting on a needle. I can’t even stand it. I feel like I’m about to cry.

Quiet.

The lights in the room are on.

I yelled, “Close the lights! I’m sorry.

Songchuan: “You.”

I said, “Close the lights! I told you to turn off the light. Are you deaf?”

Songchuan: …

Songchuan pushed the switch, the light went off, the room went back to dark, and my tears woke up, wrinkled my face and stood up on the floor.

“Scissors, razors, keys. I’m sorry.

When Songkawa Wei Wei came closer, I picked up the scissors on the ground and said, “What do you want?” I’m sorry.

I couldn’t stop crying, I didn’t want to talk, I had to take something back, and Songkawa didn’t want to do it.

Give it to me!

I couldn’t help it, I yelled out, but I couldn’t hide my cry.

Songchuan fainted for a second, bending over, dark pupils pointed to my eyes, whispering, “Wept?” I’m sorry.

It’s a nice, light fragrance.

I blinked and pushed him unconsciously.

Give it back!

Songchuan cried out, saying, “How can a man like you in the world come to bully and cry?” I’m sorry.

Songchuan said I was crying even more.

Songchuan: …

Songkawa didn’t squeak, and finally stuffed everything in my hand.

I choked, squeezed, looked red at Songchuan, and said, “Tonight, if you tell me, I’m not done with you.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan didn’t squeak. I scoured him and walked out the door, and his ass still hurts.

“Hello. I’m sorry.

Songkawa suddenly opened his mouth.

I didn’t react, and he picked me up, and I looked at him in the wrong direction, “Leave your hand!” I don’t want you to hug me! I’m sorry.

“You think I want to hug?” I’m sorry.

I: #…*

The good guys don’t lose.

I don’t want him holding me if my ass isn’t sore!

Take Songkawa back to his room.

I don’t want to cry, but I just don’t stop snorting, my eyes are wet and soft, my ass hurts less, but it still hurts a little.

Songchuan put me on the bed and turned on a light, and I consciously avoided the light, so Songchuan turned to the bathroom and came out with a towel.

“You go out…”

“Hands. I’m sorry.

Songchuan’s one knee on my bed, leaning over my wrist, looking at me with a dark light, with a towel on my eye, and I’m up in time:

Coldwater!

“No cold water will swell tomorrow. I’m sorry.

Songchuan didn’t make a good sound, let go of my hand, folded a towel, and said to me:

Close your eyes. I’m sorry.

I wrinkled my eyebrow, I cried, I looked at him, and I reached out to him:

“I’ll put it on myself!”

Songchuan took a look at me, threw a towel in my hand, and said, “Will you stop later?” I’m sorry.

“Can’t. I’m sorry.

And I groaned, and I instinctively answered, and I covered my eyes with towels in anger, and it was not until the sound of a closed door was heard at the door that the towel was removed.

I was in bed, sleeping at 6 a.m. the next morning, wearing my clothes and going downstairs.

“Miss, do your hands still hurt? Zhang asked softly.

And I sat at the table, and my mouth bit the bread, and I responded in a vague manner.

Aunt Zhang looked at me like I was in a state of shock, wondering, “What’s wrong? Didn’t she sleep well last night? I’m sorry.

“No…”

I was like, “If Aunt Zhang had a baby, would my dad have left me?”

Aunt Zhang stopped, something was wrong.

I came back as soon as I had said it, and suddenly I felt stupid.

I had chopsticks poking eggs on the plate, and suddenly I had no appetite, and I went up with bread and changed shoes, and I saw a hand with a long, white finger, and put it on the shoeboard…

“You’re still here?”

I stood there, staring at Songchuan, bending down, blinking in my eyes, looking down at Zhang’s sister-in-law, who was still packing his things in the living room.

Did he hear what I just said?

“Hmm. I’m sorry.

Songchuan responded with shoes tied to the floor.

I wrinkled my frown, swept him through the light, looked at his ears and his teeth were covered in red, and my lips were drawn, and I threw my little shoes on the floor, and my feet were grafted in.

Dude.

I put my feet in my shoes, and I realized that my shoes were so much smaller than his sneakers…

When I stung my foot, I turned over a white eye, pulled the bag and walked out the door and sat in the car as usual.

As for Songkawa.

I thought he was gonna take the bus, and I just got in the car, and I saw his bike coming out of the garage, with a baseball cap on his head, and it was pretty cool.

Deep blue baseball caps with white shirts are actually a regular dress, but the boy’s hands are over his waist, and he looks like he’s in good spirits.

“My lady, we’ve been working on the road lately. We may be going around today, but don’t worry. I’m sorry.

The driver moved the vehicle, explaining it and slowly opened the door.

And I responded, staring at Songchuan, riding in the rear-view mirror, and the morning was not very windy, but it was enough to blow up the young man’s sleeves and show the white ankles.

It’s a coincidence.

I’m on the same side with Songchuan today, and I’m looking at the front, and I’m a little impatient, “Move.” I’m sorry.

The driver stopped and probably realized that I was sick of my stepmother’s children, and immediately stepped on the gas door over Songchuan, and it turned on for a while.

Waiting for the car, Songchuan rode the bike and parked by the window.

If this happens at one time, it’s nothing, but several times in a row, I can only say — how many are the red and green lights on this road?

“My lady, this is the way it is. I’m sorry.

The driver was embarrassed to explain that I was biting on my lips, watching the traffic increase and having a bad feeling.

Not at all.

There’s traffic. It’s almost 15 minutes.

“My Lady…”

The driver looked a little nervous at me.

I didn’t squeak, pulled up the bag, turned over the distance with the phone, looked at the time, drove the door and took my skates to the trunk.

I saved it for winter. I didn’t think it would be useful now.

Skating is easy for me, but I’m tired of seeing Songchuan in front a few metres away, and even worse, this guy waits for a red and green light.

See me at once.

Anyway, as long as I’m not embarrassed, it’s him. With this mind in mind, I’m skating my skates and keeping my distance from Songchuan, standing in the corner of the road, waiting for the green light.

Not yet.

It’s pretty cold this morning, and the wind’s blowing two faces.

“The dress. I’m sorry.

Songkawa said something.

I leaned on him, I looked down at my dress, and I didn’t care about a punk like him. Every time I wore a dress, I wore underwear.

Results.

Next second.

Songkawa took his uniform jacket off his bicycle and left it on my head.

“Hey, you.”

“Come on. I’m sorry.

The people in the back suddenly started rushing, and I frowned and ripped my clothes and tried to throw them directly, but the traffic police were still here, and it would have cost me a fine.

Think about it.

I watched Songchuan ride away on a bike, but I tried so hard to chase him with my shoes. “Take your own clothes.”

Songkawa looked at me and suddenly turned his head into the alley, and when I went after him, he stopped in front of me and dragged my uniform.

Songchuan leaned on his body, with his white hand strangling my waist with the sleeves of his school uniform.

“You…”

“Your underpants are red. I’m sorry.

I don’t know. My menstruation is early.

I’m a little embarrassed by the calm black eyes of Songchuan, especially since there’s no one in this alley and leaves and sands are ringing when the wind blows.

“Ooh. I’m sorry.

So I calmed down, and I tied my uniform a little tighter, and I turned my head and I took my mobile.

Songchuan: Follow me. I’m sorry.

I said, “No need. I can navigate myself. I’m sorry.

“Then wait for late.” Good girl. I’m sorry.

His last three words were extremely ironic, and I laughed in cold blood and turned a white eye.

“It’s none of your business to be late. I’m sorry.

I didn’t pay attention to him, but I had no problem with the navigation, and I had no problem with the two legs but four wheels, and when I got to school, I was stopped by the doorman.

The doorman’s been here for almost 10 years, and he doesn’t care who you are or who your child is.

Just stand there. It’s nothing.

But I’m standing at the door alone. It’s a little awkward, and it’s already started, or I’m gonna lose my life.

“Hey, come down.”

The doorman suddenly opened his mouth.

I felt like I had a good time. I was trying to find out who I was going to be.

“You stand here too. I’m sorry.

The doorman grunted, pointing at the position next to me, and said to Songchuan: “I’ll read it and go back.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan stopped the bike by me with no squeaks.

“You left early, didn’t you? I’m sorry.

I look at someone taller than me, and suddenly I want to laugh, and I don’t know.

Songkawa’s side over his head, and his eyes under his hat were as black as a stone, and then he took me away from my sight, with his hands behind my back and his lips on his back.

Next second.

I feel something stuck on my side of the bag.

“What are you doing?”

I followed Songcheon’s back hand and got scared thinking of a bug, pulling out a bag, and it turned out to be a little auntie towel.

Boring.

I hate debt.

Early end of reading.

I sat on the stool and looked at the rags in the tummy of the table.

Read it.

Mostly I didn’t hear it before, but now that my class is so noisy, I can hear it better.

“Hey, yeah, I just knew I was late today. I’m sorry.

“Hey, Lorraine’s late, too. She saw 31. I’m sorry.

I’ll be dead on the table.

Can’t hear you, can’t hear you.

I can’t hear anything.

How do you feel when you owe the most hated one?

My feeling is that I’m going to be a little embarrassed to fuck him up later, but it’s absolutely impossible for me to give up and throw him out of the house.

Classes are regular, inter-curricular catch-up, physical education is held in the classroom until noon.

Results.

This guy, who heard that Songchuan’s gym class went outside, immediately abandoned me.

Sure.

Women change.

I’m the only one left in a big classroom to tan by the window, and don’t say it’s comfortable, just to look at the building across the way.

I looked on the table for a while before I got out of the classroom and headed for the school supermarket.

It’s not too much for me to buy some Coke and snacks on the table.

I didn’t think it would be too much, so I bought snacks and Cokes at the same price as aunt’s towels, and another can of mango candy in case he noticed.

“Students, you can get credit cards, and next time you buy something, you get a discount. I’m sorry.

“No need. I’m sorry.

I picked up the bag with my hand, swam an empty supermarket, and put my hand on it.

“Invoice…”

“Don’t. I’m sorry.

I ran out of the door with the bag on my back and went to Songchuan’s class door, where I found his seat exactly according to the school seat schedule.

There’s no one in his class, just like our class, looking at the table is books and books.

But.

When I went to Songkawa’s table, I found out that the boy’s book was flooded with gifts from others, and I looked around, and I put it on his side of the window.

“This way. I’m sorry.

“Shh. I’m sorry.

The sound of the speech came out of nowhere, and I was so scared I was crouching down the curtains that I saw two girls in the classroom.

“There are so many things…”

“Put him on the table or he won’t even see my present. I’m sorry.

The two girls spoke softly and moved so well, that soon the table and belly of Songchuan were filled with stuff, even the stool.

Finally.

On Songchuan’s desktop, apart from his book, there was only one pink letter and a box of candy.

I looked at the bags I put on the windowsill, shrugged my shoulders, and when they left, I flew away.

Now I’m broke.

I didn’t leave school at noon, I was eating in the canteen, and when I thought I’d have two more math lessons in the afternoon, I didn’t have a lot of energy to listen to what happened next to the grunt gym class.

In school, the only thing that boys can do is play, except for their grades.

But.

The photos he showed me in the month, he was standing under a tree watching other people play, and he didn’t mean to play at all. His hands were in his pants, because he was too white, and the camera was so far away, he looked like he was dead.

“Is this a good one?”

“Hmm. I’m sorry.

I took a look at Songchuan’s picture of the camera, and I responded, and I bowed my head for soup.

Hey, hey, smile, “It’s rare, you didn’t blame me for the first time I showed you a picture while you were eating. I’m sorry.

“What’s the use? I’m sorry.

I picked the underbrow, caught the chickens with chopsticks, or the black eyes that Songchuan saw in the camera, which might be a little bit of impatience in his eyes.

Most surely, the joy of mankind is not a sense for me.

“Hey, look at this again. I’m sorry.

I chewed on the chicken willows, slowly drank soup, cleaned out the phone for the month, and almost choked to death with the supermarket shelf as a background.

“When was this taken? I’m sorry.

“Songkawa was caught in a school supermarket. I’m sorry.

I took a breath of air, remembering a market that was empty before I left, putting my hand on the screen and looking at the time of the release.

Dude.

And when I was going…

Almost…

“What’s going on?” I’m sorry.

I swung my eyebrow, leaned back to her neck and kept her distance, reached out my finger to her head, pushed her back, and made the sound of the sound:

“I’ve seen a lot of handsome guys, and he’s just like that. I’m sorry.

What’s going on?

I look at her, I bite the willow with my head down, and I start drumming in my heart, not because I’m moved, but because I’m afraid Songkawa knows I sent it.

But then again, he knows what it is, and I’ll deny it.

Not to mention.

It’s certainly not the first time he’s been given a gift on his desk, and I don’t see when he’s gone home and left something behind.

I’ve been groaning in my heart, and I find it hard to hate him so much, and I’ve been trying to bully him away all the time.

“Lorraine. I’m sorry.

A voice came from afar.

I look down, I look at a few familiar faces, my mouth twitchs, and I walk away with a plate.

Results.

A former man, with long legs, quickly came to me and stopped the way.

And by the way, all my predecessors have seen me, so they were sure that when I behaved well in school and stopped me from doing so, it was just like the day I was framed by Songchuan.

“Ah, there’s a fire in your backyard…”

The month dragged my horns, the eyes were dripping, and the boys were whispering.

“Ah-ho. Why didn’t you answer the call? I’m sorry.

He’s asking because of his untimely phone call, he almost got me punched by those girls.

I looked at him, headed towards the moon and tried to bypass him, but the former apparently couldn’t read his face and looked at the moon with his eyebrow.

What month: …

What’s the big deal, but seeing a couple of tall boys at once, looks like another bad guy, just looking at me like asking questions.

I noded at her head, and that’s when I slipped away.

“It’s just because you let us fight because I know the headmaster won’t bother you. I’m sorry.

“Yeah, don’t be mad. I brought you cupcakes today. It’s your favorite. I’m sorry.

“Amu…”

I don’t want to talk at all, but I’m blinking and trying to play dead because I know they’re three years old and I’m out of school for a year.

Time can solve problems. Why should I bother?

When I’ve been quiet, my predecessor’s eyebrows have been locked and silently looking at me, with a little bit of sadness, and this kind of grumpy look has appeared, and I’ve smelled like I’ve never seen anything.

Plum.

If my dad wasn’t the king of the sea, I’d be really touched by that look at my age, but instead of saying that my dad was the king of the sea, I’d been seeing him since I was a little girl, and I’d never been in love with myself, but because of the money, the people who wanted to fuck me were not a few.

He’s this gesture.

I just want to say, “Magic.”

We know it’s wrong.

The old man looked down at me, biting on his teeth, and he started to say “souls,” “Did you really never like us?” I’m sorry.

I’m a little closed-eyed and I’d like to say a few words about this damn thing, but I’m still smiling at Han and answering everything with the most innocent eyes.

This is a silent moment.

I guess I knew that they wanted to spend time with me, and I picked the underbrows and started to answer the question, “Why hit Songchuan?” I’m sorry.

Previouss: …

The ex-browns, he breathes a little heavy, frowns:

“We’re going abroad. I’m sorry.

I nodded at them, looking at them, and I went on to ask, “What does that have to do with Songkawa?” If I’m gonna take the fall, I’m gonna have to take the back. I’m sorry.

The other ex couldn’t stand it, went straight to me, looked at me with his cold, cold peach eyes, “Lorraine, do you have a heart, we’re leaving, you’re really not going to…” I’m sorry.

I looked at them and looked at the bell from the cafeteria, and whispered, “Will you hurry up and do not delay me in my lunch break?” I’m sorry.

“Let her go.”

I don’t know who the ex called.

The atmosphere was so tense.

The rest of the cafeteria looked at it with each other, and I cleaned it up and didn’t expect to see a dark blue baseball cap.

Songkawa is here.

Eyes meet.

I had a moment, but I handed the plate back to the cleaners, and I left.

So why did my predecessors hit Songchuan?

For the first time, I was given a very decent answer.

She guessed there were two reasons.

One is Songchuan’s family, but she’s popular with the girls, and she’s stealing the people’s head; the other is because the fish cp is a little hot, they’re jealous and they’re trying to stop me from coming out of the wall.

The first half I believe, the second half really laughs at me.

It’s not that I don’t know that my predecessors approached me with a thick face, not because they liked it, but because my dad opened a new company with so much resources and so much to look at.

Like that stepmother, if my dad was broke, she wouldn’t even look at my dad, let alone give birth to my dad.

This world.

I’m the only one my dad ever loved.

100

The car stopped at the door.

I went over the calendar on the trigger and wondered if my dad would be back at the end of the month, and I didn’t even call me on any phone, and I took Songchuan’s uniform and got out.

“Master. I’m sorry.

The driver kept his voice down and called out for Songchuan.

I took a look at the driver, I didn’t speak, and I used the dark lights in the yard to look at Songchuan, who pulled down the dark blue hat.

Songchuan scratched the hair of the scratch with his long, white hands, saw me by surprise, and a black eye was staring at me like I was waiting for my mouth to open.

“I’ll give it back when I’m done. I’m sorry.

I looked down at my school uniform, and there was a faint fragrance, which smelled like Songkawa.

Songchuan responded.

I thought of the snacks I put on his window table today, and I took a conscious look at his dry bag, and I looked at his car, empty.

He probably threw it away.

But I don’t care. I sent it. It’s settled.

101

Evening is usually late.

It was just that there was a sudden storm and the teacher lived far away and Aunt Zhang sent the driver home.

I was looking at Songchuan and I didn’t know what he was doing, wearing an earpiece, and my fingers were banging on a computer.

I grunted that there was no reason to be so successful that Aunt Zhang could not feel that he was working hard and that I was playing, so I took back the legs that wanted to run out and kept writing with a pen.

Boom.

The thunder was thundering, and I dazzled my eyebrow, looked at the dark sky outside the window, hit the yawns, crossed my head, and kept lying on the table.

Songchuan, sitting next to him, was still knocking on the keyboard, and on the computer was a secret Word, and I watched his hands moving.

Looks like it’s over.

Songchuan’s hand slightly stopped, his thumb pressed his index finger, and the fingerbone stunned.

With the sound of the bottle cap and bow.

The candy box with the mango pattern was put by Songchuan’s hand at the table and put candy in his mouth, and Songkawa’s eyes looked at the computer’s screen and focused.

I frowned a little, I just thought the candy box was a little familiar.

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Next second.

Songchuan suddenly leaned on his seat, and I consciously closed my eyes, and he was staring at me.

The distance from a window.

I listened to the sound of rain falling on the window, and I was just about to open my eyes and I heard:

“Hello. I’m sorry.

I didn’t say anything, and I was about to scare him, and then a velvet blanket dumped me and pulled my head up.

The fragrance of the blanket comes to the tip of the nose.

“Huh. I’m sorry.

I heard Songchuan’s low laughter, very light.

If the moon was there, it would have been nice to hear his voice, but I’m not comfortable.

I put my face on the face and tried to lift the blanket, and Songchuan raised his hand to pull the blanket down on my head, and it seemed as if the cold fingertips had accidentally rubbed my cheeks, and the neck.

It’s like rain falling from a branch in the summer.

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It’s not the first time I’ve felt that Songkawa’s behavior is a sign of good, but I don’t want to accept that I have no pleasure being friends with the enemy.

All I know is that the enemy is the enemy, either he dies or I live.

So I woke up, with my eyes closed, and I stood up and had a back-up, and I left my blanket on my chair.

I thought Songchuan would sit back in his place, but I didn’t want Songchuan’s headphones around his neck, leaning naturally to the table and looking at me quietly.

I don’t know if it’s the night or if the light in the study is too strong, I always feel that Songchuan, the milk is gone, and it’s a cold feeling.

Looking at me, looking at a child who doesn’t listen.

I frown, “What are you looking at? I’m sorry.

“Look at the hedgehog. I’m sorry.

I’m really upset about Songchuan’s euphoria, because it was my gesture, and he robbed me.

“Do you think I’m too kind to you? I’m sorry.

“Have you ever been polite?”

SONG QUEA said, “What did you think about running out of my room that day?” I’m sorry.

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I blinked, consciously squeezed the horn of my dress, I was a bit guilty, I looked up to him, and I said something, “I wanted to cut your hair.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan: …

“And I have to thank you? If Songchuan doesn’t believe me, he doesn’t have a face.

“You’re welcome. I took the pen and looked at Songkawa with the look of my hand, turned the chair to the mirror in the cupboard, looked at Songkawa’s eyes in the mirror, and played with the sound, saying, “Well, I suddenly don’t think you can handle an inch. I’m sorry.

Songkawa’s hand stood on the table, and his white shirt was strangling with his movements, with his collar opening slightly, and a fine, white collarbone was revealed.

And he leaned forward, and Songkawa’s throat rolled around, and his dark, dark eyes covered me like a dark sea.

Finally.

And the thin lips moved, and the eyebrows were picked, but they did not say a word, and left the study. Wait for him to leave. The air in the study seems to be running out of time.

I’ve been wringing my eyebrow, and I’ve been laying down my mind, and I’ve been looking at the red marks on my neck, and I can’t help it:

“Stand me down here in deep– I’m sorry.

105

The second day of the menstruation is Saturday.

Aunt Zhang woke up early to get me red sugar, and I was lazy and took a bath, and in a fury nightgown I was on the sofa, and I was sleepy.

Knock, knock.

House door knocks.

I leaned on my pillow with my eyes closed, humming, “Enter…”

I don’t know how long it took me to hear the sound of the room, and the bones of the whole man were so soft, lazinessed with yawn, and I started humming in my mouth:

” Aunt Zhang, I want to eat cinnamon cake…”

Aunt Zhang didn’t respond.

I started stomping on my feet, and I kept humming, “Uncle Zhang, Aunt Zhang, Zhang, Zhang want to eat Qihua…”

“I’ll get the uniforms. I’m sorry.

The voice of Songkawa Wei cold came suddenly.

When I get to my mouth, it’s like I’m going through a social death, and I’m looking at Songgawa.

Songkawa looked at me, “I didn’t hear anything. I’m sorry.

“I didn’t say anything. I’m sorry.

Please, don’t talk. Take your clothes and go!

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I’ve never been so ashamed in my life.

When Songchuan left with his school uniform, my whole body was twitched on the sofa and my heart was dead.

“Did you really go out? I’m sorry.

“Hmm. Master went out to buy study materials. Missy, mango can’t eat. I’m sorry.

Aunt Zhang took the mango in front of me and brought a nice cup of juice, and I sat on the couch with a cup of juice and turned the calendar over again.

My dad still didn’t call me.

I leaned on the sofa, looked at the chat dialogue and stayed on the last transfer, a little bit out of my mind, pointed into my dad’s friend, and found out that he took a photo with his stepmother.

Drop your phone on the sofa.

I was staring at the ceiling above my head, blinking, and there was a feeling of loss.

107

At dinner.

My dad called, and this time I finally found out, but I remember he didn’t call Songchuan and left his cell phone on the table and the bell ringing.

“My lady. I’m sorry.

“Why didn’t you answer the phone?” I’m sorry.

I bit the egg cake with my little mouth, blinked and looked at Aunt Chang, and said, “It’s the same after later.” I’m sorry.

Aunt Chang:

Voice down.

My cell phone has stopped ringing. Songchuan’s phone has been ringing.

Songchuan took a sip of milk, picked up his cell phone, lit up, looked at me and made no mention.

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Ogawa, is Lok-chul home?

Songchuan made a sound.

I’m watching, I’m eating, I’m not listening.

“Why didn’t you answer my phone? What’s she doing? I’m sorry.

My father asked, “Is she angry? If she’s angry, you stay away from her. You know what?”

I wrinkled, I was a little upset, and when I was about to say something, my dad said, “She’s spoiled by me, and she’s a bit of an ass.”

“Dad. I’m cold and I can’t stop talking.

It was quiet on the other side of the phone. After a while. My dad smiled and whispered, “Beautiful, Daddy’s laughing, Dad’s coming home next month, and he bought you a lot of presents. I’m sorry.

I was poking on my lips, poking out eggscakes in the bowl, and I was just faking, and I wanted to say that the end of the month was my birthday, but I chose a compromise question: “Will you not return early? I’m sorry.

“Isn’t Kogawa’s brother with you? I’m sorry.

I bit my teeth and held chopsticks in some anger.

I try to keep my tone down, “So much fun out there, and never come back for the reunion?” I’m sorry.

My dad just smiled.

Next second, there’s a gentle greeting from the end of the phone. I’m sorry.

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I didn’t answer because I didn’t want to talk.

Songkawa looked at me, and he kept his face on his phone and said to the phone:

“She went to the bathroom. I’m sorry.

SONG CHOI looked at me and hung up my phone without moving. I held chopsticks in my hand.

“Did I let you talk?”

Songkawa took a look at me, took a deep breath and chose silence.

When I bit my teeth, I threw chopsticks at the table with my hand, and saw Songkawa lift up his hand and pick up chopsticks on the table, and hit the table, and then he got upstairs.

I’m not thinking about the evening classes, and I’m sitting in my study room, and I’m starting to freak out.

“Lorraine. Your homework…”

The teacher pushed the frame, looked a little nervously at me and pointed his finger at my book.

And I’m waking up, and I look at the dots and lines in the workbooks, so I’m drawing pencils, and I pick up the rubber and I start to wipe them in revenge.

The teacher sat by, with his mouth twitching, and when I had finished, he had looked at the rubber chips of the table and looked at them.

I’ve worn my workbook, I’ve been paralyzing, I’ve turned my head, and I’ve said to my teacher, “I don’t want to write anymore.” I’m sorry.

The teacher hesitated and whispered, “Let’s write a little. I’m sorry.

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I looked down at the book, and I started to look at it again, and Songkawa called out to the teacher.

And I frowned upon him, and I was a little impatient with his eyes, and I felt that there was fire in my heart, and I threw all the books on the ground, and I rose up to his room, and banged the door shut.

“Robert, your homework isn’t finished yet.

The teacher stood at the door and knocked.

I was sitting on the floor, holding my hand behind the door, staring at the big bear that my dad bought in the closet, going over there, squeezing its nose, then poking.

“No come back, no come back!”

I was sulking in my heart, and I threw my hand at the bear’s nose, and said, “If you don’t come back, try!”

Put your hands around the closet and look at the innocent eyes of the bear.

I wrinkled and sat on the floor with no good legs.

Personally, I think my dad’s coming back. He’s just trying to surprise me.

Unnamed.

Think so.

I suddenly felt like a three-year-old…

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“Robert.”

“Hey! I’m sorry.

When the cold hit me, I looked back and looked at the head of the workman’s death.

The headmaster pushed the frame on the nostrils, and the eyebrows were not happy, and the eyebrow was like, “How many times have you gone since Monday? Come to my office after class. I’m sorry.

I listened to the teacher and listened.

Count it up.

It’s the first time I’ve been called to the office because I’m in class.

The teacher’s office was open, and as soon as I came in, I was noticed from all the teachers.

I couldn’t help but notice that all the teachers were there, and I hesitated to close the office door.

“Robert, come here.”

The teacher suddenly spoke.

“Go ahead. I’m sorry.

The teacher took a deep breath and seemed to be too lazy to take it easy. I’m sorry.

“Uh…”

When I heard a strange name, my mind was buzzing, and I thought I’d just sit there and watch the headmaster, and say:

“Teacher, I don’t know…”

The schoolmaster gave me another name.

I was blindfolded until the schoolmaster wrote two words: “Songkawa.” I’m sorry.

I opened my mouth and didn’t say anything.

I can’t tell you about Songchuan and me.

The teacher saw me shaking my head, frowning my eyebrow, and I couldn’t find the steel in my face. I’m sorry.

I said, “Aah,” and I said, “Teacher, I don’t understand you…”

The teacher looked at me as if I had refused to confess, held my forehead, laughed and threw out several lists.

I was puzzled to pick up the watch, to look at the name on it, and to look at it, I found myself in a row with a dozen people.

The class director groaned, “The headmaster caught a few early lovers in the woods and asked to write down three well-known couples before he could leave. I was just looking at it. I didn’t know it was your name. This one and two, forget it. It’s all you! I’m sorry.

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“Teacher. I’m sorry.

I bit my lips, and I was about to find myself an excuse, and before I finished, I heard the door, and I followed it, and the teacher at the other table said:

“Songkawa, hey, you’re just in time. Come in. I’m sorry.

I blinked with my eyes and looked at my head in the wrong direction, and I had a bad feeling about Songchuan.

Not at all.

“Songkawa, you’re a grown man. I’m sorry.

SONGkawa’s thin lips moved softly and slowly came and stood by me, and with a breeze, my nose shrouded in a moment.

The teacher was looking at Songchuan and smiling softly.

Songkawa responded.

I bit my lips, and I felt a little bit, and I said, “Teacher…”

“Don’t talk. I’m sorry.

I took a deep breath and kept quiet for my good girl.

“Do you have anyone you like?” I’m sorry.

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Songchuan looked to the class teacher and said, “Teacher, this is personal. I’m sorry.

The teacher smiled and laughed so much, he handed me the list to Songchuan, and turned to me and laughed, “Look, as a boy who likes you, he can’t even admit it. I’m sorry.

I had lips, and I didn’t know what to say, because I knew that, no matter what I said, the schoolmaster was not going to listen to me, and he had acquiesced.

Probably surprised by what the teacher said.

SONG KUWAA cleaned up the list, and the nose didn’t notice a laughter, as if it were a shame to say to the teacher.

But I know.

He doesn’t care about me as much as I want him.

The atmosphere was suddenly tense.

I didn’t consciously look at him, and I was going to beat the shit out of him.

“Sensei…”

“I admit it. I’m sorry.

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Songchuan.

Did I dig your ancestral grave in my last life? Is that what you did to me?

And I covered my face, and my mouth kept the last grace, and I whispered, “Teacher, I really didn’t have it with him.”

“I admit it, teacher. I’m sorry.

Songchuan’s voice is low again, but there’s a little laugh in the office: “Adolity, it’s normal to appreciate each other, but it’s important to study. I’m sorry.

“Yeah, yeah, both kids look great. Let’s go back to college. There’s plenty of time. I’m sorry.

I gnawed on my teeth, and I took a cold look at Songchuan, and I looked at him, and I didn’t look at him.

For teachers.

Songchuan should have listened to it very quickly, but I just wanted to kill him.

Office door closes.

Stop! I’m sorry.

I watched Songcheon go so fast, I went straight after him, I went straight ahead, and I didn’t expect Songcheon to turn around, and I got stuck.

The fragrance is full of fragrance.

I pushed him away, staring at him with my head, and I was very angry at him: “Your mother’s not the Virgin Mother of Paris. He’s asking you to admit it. I’m sorry.

Soongkawa’s face was not so much, but he looked at me, and he said, “Does anyone believe when I deny it?” I’m sorry.

In the end, Songchuan said: “Noding is the most time-saving solution. I’m sorry.

“Fuck your time! You talk too much, the whole office teacher knows I’m fucking you! I thought I had something to do with you! I’m sorry.

I bit my teeth, I got a little bit of a tooth-dancing claw, and I had to hit him up there, and Songkawa grabbed his hand and pressed it on the wall.

I’m shaking.

Songchuan leans on my eyes, and my wrists are tied to my bones, and he whispers: “If you step on a few boats, your name will not be on the list. Miss Loh, you’ve turned over the boat, and no one will save you.” I’m sorry.

I was staring at him, picking my eyebrow, smiling at him:

“Big brother. I’m sorry.

Song Chuan, I haven’t responded yet. I’ve kicked him in the lower body.

115

Do bad things.

Of course I’m running after.

I just didn’t think that the front leg had just been taken care of by Songchuan, and a bunch of exes were standing in front of my class.

Plum.

To be honest, the reason I was expecting a reunion break was my dad’s coming back, and now I feel like I’m going to have to add another one to avoid these guys.

Just.

I’m on my left and right, and I’m on my way to the Roundabout, and I haven’t waited for my dad to come back, and Songchuan’s in two places for three days, and I can’t even see a shadow.

I thought after I kicked him, he was going to settle with me.

“Uncle Zhang, where’s your brother? I’m sorry.

I bit the strawberries, hesitated, looked at the empty seats across the street, or asked.

Zhang’s head is down, rubbing the table and groaning: “The province-wide math competition, with a guaranteed seat in Kyoto, the young man intends to try it, and for the time being, he is living in school. I’m sorry.

Didn’t he say he couldn’t do math?

I put my hand behind my mouth and leaned on the couch and couldn’t help but say, “What’s so great that if I wanted to join, I could take my third grade.” I’m sorry.

116

Songkawa’s not home.

Of course it’s good.

But the governess used to talk, and now it’s all over me, and I feel like I’m about to have a cocoon in my ear.

Being a student is really annoying.

“Lorraine, I’ve heard that 31 in the math competition is studying in the stairs of our building. Next class is gym class anyway! I’m sorry.

I looked up, I lay down on the table, and I was like, “No. I’m sorry.

Why are you holding on to your head? I’m sorry.

I didn’t squeak. I didn’t think it was a good opportunity. I didn’t want to see Songkawa.

117

As a faithful powder of Songchuan, he was not with me in the classroom again and went to the stairs with several other girls.

The school bell rings.

Classes are empty.

I was about to get up and close the window with a yawn, and as a result, my hand was just reaching out and one hand was strangling the window.

I blinked and looked at the delicate face that suddenly appeared, and I saw a few of my predecessors in the classroom, and I didn’t want to think about it, and I threw myself out of the window.

“Ah-ah-ah!”

She’ll go through the window? I’m sorry.

There’s a noise coming from behind.

I feel like I’m close to the word “ptsd.” Are they seniors?

Are you trying to block their graduation?

I ran all the way, and I thought of finding an empty room, and there was no empty room on the floor, and I had to go to the office building and hide in the teacher’s office.

118

With my hands on the desk in the office, I’m in the middle of a breath and I’m trying to stop, and the door opens again.

Huh.

I feel like a thief when I get down.

“The girls in the stairs came to see you. Songchuan?”

“Don’t want to know. I’m sorry.

Songchuan responded with a long, straight leg standing at the table and then heading towards the other desk.

The boy who was with him was supposed to be Songchuan’s classmate, laughing and saying, “Hey, honestly, I think Lodge’s a good guy, wearing a little dress, not to mention how cute she is. Look good. I’m sorry.

Huh.

Dude.

You’ve got eyes.

I was bending my lips and I was about to laugh, and Songkawa said, “She’s a grinder.” I’m sorry.

Voice down.

A few of the boys that followed started to chat.

What are you talking about? I’m sorry.

“Songcheon, don’t you dare hit Lok-chul. None of her ex-boyfriends are vegetarians. I’m sorry.

“That’s true. That’s the daughter, too. I’m sorry.

The boys talk a lot.

But as soon as they stopped and responded to them, only Songchuan and a few other schoolboys turned their books.

119

I wrinkled, and I thought about Songchuan, and the more I thought.

If it wasn’t for those boys who were screaming for food, I’d be asleep there.

Hit yawn.

I stood up with a lazy waist and my legs were completely numb.

Hiss. I’m sorry.

I was humming, sitting in my teacher’s office chair, rubbing my legs, and then I saw Songkawa…

All across the desk.

Song Chuan-Li was there, with a roll on his hand, and the sun fell on his shoulder, but the lips were red and white, just staring at me with a blind eye.

“Where did you come from? I’m sorry.

“It’s none of your business. I’m sorry.

I rubbed my legs, I felt better, and I was about to get up and get out of here. Soong-chuan didn’t just come over, he said, “What happened to the leg? Didn’t you have a good time last time? I’m sorry.

When I blinked, I felt like a great enemy, and without saying anything, I pushed Songchuan so hard, I ran away, and then my back was pulled by Songchuan.

“You– You let go! I’m sorry.

SONG KUWAA looked up and whispered, “This is not the time to go out.” I’m sorry.

I didn’t care to digest Songchuan, and I knew that this was the school office, and that someone was coming, pointing at him, saying, “If I don’t let go, I’ll bite you.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan: …

Songkawa’s lips are thin, he’s got a mouth, he’s loose.

I turned a white eye at him, and my self-confidence was greatly satisfied, and I fought to the door.

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However.

I had no idea I had just opened the door to the office and looked at a group of people.

Brake that.

Light flint.

I blinked, watched the girls with the big eyes of God, and suddenly I felt petroized.

I’ve never been so quiet in my life…

“It’s late. I’m sorry.

When Songkawa came behind me, he looked down at the people and whispered, “Go back to lunch.” I’m sorry.

“Lieutenant… she is…”

“Why does it look like Lorraine…”

I’m a little sissy until Songchuan says again, “It seems like the director is on duty today. He’ll be here later. I’m sorry.

Voice down.

The girls were probably disheartened and asked me, “What class are you in?” I’m sorry.

I didn’t say anything, and Songchuan didn’t respond.

With the sound of a close.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” I’m sorry.

Songchuan went back to get the rice card on the table, swung me, and it was still a mouthful, and he said, “I’m afraid you’ll bite me.” I’m sorry.

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Uh-huh.

I took a deep breath, but I still want to scream!

What’s wrong with eating?

Where were you after school? I didn’t answer your phone…”

“I didn’t go to jail to eat with you.” I’m sorry.

I looked in the eyes and looked in the bowl, and I suffocated, and I said, “No cell phone. I’m sorry.

If I brought it, I’d be a brick in the head of this guy Songchuan.

“Hey, why is there so much powder all of a sudden? Sister, you’re on fire!”

# When the moon rolls over # “Tell me the truth.”

122

I’d love to tell you that I’ve been pushed by my predecessors, but I’ve been laughing all along.

Just.

I’m tired.

The next class of the day is always when someone comes to the front of my class and asks who Lodge is, otherwise the exes carry their bags on one shoulder, like they’re coming to fight, waiting for the front door…

“Lorraine. I’m sorry.

And what month did the pen stabbing me, and the smile was stiff, and he whispered, “Are you sure you will return today?” I’m sorry.

I took a deep breath, kept my pen in my hand, and suddenly my heart’s looking forward to a little vacation.

Here.

My solution is to send a message to the headmaster.

Although the director appeared to be violent and obstinate, he was able to speak at a critical time when he was called to the office by those who had escaped.

I was able to go home early, taking the time off.

123

Songchuan, Songchuan, Songchuan!

And We keep saying the name, and every time We read it, We would like to have his skin removed.

From school to home.

When I had come back, I saw Songchuan in a white shirt, bathing in the left of the window, sitting quietly on the sofa and reading books.

I took a look at the empty kitchen, calmed my temper, looked into the situation at home, walked to Songchuan, threw my bag over and asked:

“You skip class?”

Songchuan has been calm about my provocations and has left his bag in his arms, even moving a seat and continuing to look at it.

I put my tongue to my teeth, and I hit it in the dark.

“Lolo, you’re back. I’m sorry.

The sound of a little laughter came.

And I waited, and I took back the sight of the fierce, and I smiled, and I turned back.

It’s my family.

As for who is a relative, I do not know, but every time I need money, I come to the door.

I only recognize this man’s face and don’t know his exact name.

Aunt? I’m sorry.

“Hey, Lolo, I’ve been waiting for you for so long. I’m sorry.

I smiled so nicely that I went to make tea for the aunt, but she didn’t mean to drink tea at all and asked my dad when he was coming back.

I put down my tea and sat on the couch with grace, with my legs on my legs, bending my lips towards my aunt, whispering: “Madmam, my father would have known this time and a half, and never came back.” I’m sorry.

“Hey, I heard your uncle say it’s your birthday at the end of the month. I’m sorry.

I looked at my aunt in silence, and my fingers were nuanced, and I stopped for a moment, and I kept smiling at my lips, and I was about to open my mouth.

And she cried out with a painful face: “I knew that with a stepmother, I would surely have a stepfather, son, but don’t take it seriously.” I’m sorry.

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“What are you talking about? I’m sorry.

Aunt Zhang came in the basket, looked at the aunt sitting on the couch, looked me in the eye, and laughed at her: “The child’s aunt, that’s not true. I’m sorry.

“Look at my mouth, Aunt Zhang, there’s something in my house, I think…”

As soon as Auntie Chang came to see her, her attention shifted quickly, as if all the things she had just said were just a wind.

The living room was suddenly quiet again.

I leaned on the sofa, with my legs on, and my head down, and I started playing with my cell phone, and I sat in the living room, and there was a fire in my heart, and no matter what the news, I couldn’t get into my head.

Songchuan kept his usual silence, closed his books and was ready to go upstairs, and I kept my legs out of his way and looked at him.

Four-eye relative.

What a coincidence.

The aunt came out of the kitchen at the same time, and I turned off my phone, looked at her back, went straight up and smashed it out.

“Who is it?”

My aunt suddenly yelled and looked back with her back.

And I cried and cried, “How could you throw away my phone?”

125

I thought Songchuan would look at me cold, but I didn’t want him to just turn his cold eyes towards my aunt, and learn to look at me with that harmless, milky face of the beast, “I thought you had bugs behind your back…”

That was a lame reason, but my aunt accepted it, waiting for Aunt Zhang to come out and take her out of the living room.

Songkawa looked at me.

I stood up to him, and I tried to argue with him, but I didn’t want him to have it, and I looked at him, and I said, “Let’s do something new next time. I’m sorry.

“Don’t call me a good girl! I’m sorry.

Songchuan is tall, he looks at me, and his voice is so cold, “You can’t be a good boy. I’m sorry.

You want to die.

126

I watched Songchuan go upstairs, and I took up a pillow, and I threw it at him, and he put his hand up and he threw it at me.

Good to die.

The pillow hit me in the face, and I ran after him to the door of his room and knocked on the door.

Songchuan! Come out if you can! I’m sorry.

“You can come in. I’m sorry.

I was so angry that I turned around to get the spare key from Aunt Cheung, and the key hole went in and the door was pulled from inside.

“Don’t come out of your life if you can! I’m sorry.

“Don’t come in your life if you can! I’m sorry.

The only thing that matters is that no one ever talks to me like that in my house!

You can’t even open the door with the keys.

I was so angry, I sat on the floor, staring at the door with all my legs, thinking, if he opens the door today, I’ll kill him!

127

I don’t know how long.

Aunt Zhang started calling for dinner, and instead of responding, Songchuan in the room answered and opened the door with his hand, but when he saw me sitting on the floor, he pulled his leg and ran away.

I was going after him, and I found myself in a coma.

Songchuan ran a few steps, and I didn’t follow him, and he stood at the stairwell and looked at me like I was laughing, and I was sitting on the floor and not moving.

“Hello. I’m sorry.

Songkawa yelled at me.

I’m not moving, I’m sitting on the floor, and I’m going to sit on my leg with my little skirt and my hands around him, staring at him.

“Missy, Master, dinner is ready. I’m sorry.

Aunt Cheung called again downstairs.

Songchuan came to me with his long legs on him, and I seized the opportunity and hit him with my hand, and he was faster than I was, and he picked me up.

Hands on his shoulder.

I wrinkled, and I just felt numb, and I didn’t care if he was holding me down the stairs, and he pulled his hand on his face.

SONG KUWAH, who stood by the pain and walked faster, looked at me and said, “I’ll throw you from upstairs again.” I’m sorry.

I was so angry that I could bite his teeth and twist his face and say, “You dare! I’m sorry.

Songchuan: …

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It turns out.

Songchuan was afraid, but when he put me in his seat, he laughed and said to me, “Suddenly, I admired the courage of your ex-boyfriends.” I’m sorry.

I stung my face and tried to hit him with strawberries, but when Aunt Zhang came, he put the pick-up strawberries in his mouth, and ate them while staring at him.

As soon as Aunt Zhang left, I said, “How can you be beaten up without courage?” I’m sorry.

Songchuan: …

Songchuan’s chin was clearly tightened, and he looked at me with a faint glance, and stopped talking to me.

I pick out my lips and my heart is full.

But figure it out.

I’m a problem now.

There’s a Songchuan in the house, and there’s a couple of ex-men out there who keep me up, and suddenly I’m looking forward to a little vacation! Look forward to it!

Looking forward to my dad sneaking back to surprise me.

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It was a few days earlier, and no one took pictures of me and Songchuan, and that wave in the school stopped, and I welcomed my most anticipated little vacation, full of ten days’ leave.

“Dang Bang! Sister! I’m sorry.

I’m packing a little fake paper, and I hear what month I’m supposed to look over my shoulder and look at a bag with a little dress. I’m sorry.

“Yes, for your birthday! Do you like it? “How can you pick your eyebrow, handbags in front of me, pick your eyebrow?” I’m sorry.

I didn’t know how to raise my lips, I looked at her, and I put it in the folder, and I turned my head and I laughed:

“I’ll ask you out. Let’s go eat hotpots! I’m sorry.

“Uh… Lorelei, I may not be able to stay with you this time. I’m sorry.

“My parents are going to take me out of the country on the anniversary of our wedding…”

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I’m stunned, I’m blindfolded, I remember a few words in my head about the anniversary, I feel a little strange, and I say, “Go on, go on, we’ll meet again.” I’m sorry.

“Hey. I’ll bring you a present back home! I have to leave early today. I’m sorry.

When I was happy, I got a hug, a sticky hug, and I had a symbolic twist, and I laughed at her, but by the time the class was almost gone, there was something empty in my heart.

I was standing in front of the classroom, and I looked early, and I didn’t want to call the driver to pick me up, and I stood in front of the class and started calling my dad.

Results.

As soon as the call came in, my dad’s secretary said my dad and his stepmother went to the beach.

“You go now. I’m sorry.

“Uh… Missy, Mr. and Ms. Song may be out of the sea.

I’m holding my face and holding my phone tight.

The secretary for a second whispered: “My lady, if you would like to see your assistant back and make a swing for you, buy the new dress for the season…”

And then I didn’t listen, I hung up, standing in the hallway, watching a half-dizzy pink twilight, with a little dress in my hand, which is a bit painful.

I’m not missing a gift.

But.

The longest I’ve been around is a gift.

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On the steps in front of the classroom, I’m still upset, and I log in several accounts where my dad usually buys tickets, all without exception, for my birthday, but when I’m done, I can’t find the return ticket.

Keep an eye on the unordered interface.

I’m a bit grumpy, I know there’s no record, but my hands have been brushed several times, and I’ve come back and forth.

“Did you leave early this time?”

I wrinkled, I didn’t care at all, but I saw a familiar eyebrow at a glance, and if I remember correctly, I was supposed to be one of my carrying boyfriends, but I couldn’t remember the name.

It’s like Han.

“Is this your question? I’m sorry.

I’ve gone over my face, brushed it a few times, looked at the blank interface and got up with my clothes.

“Lorraine. I’m sorry.

I looked at him with my face on my head, and I looked at him, and I made him look away.

The Korean student who was in front of me for a second looked me in the eye and whispered, “You don’t forget my name. I’m sorry.

And I blinked, and I blinked, and I thought, and then I lost it.

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“My name is Han Xinzawa. “He’s got a small voice.

I left my mouth shut and whispered, “Son, I’m going home, please make way. I’m sorry.

Han Xin-taek looked at me on my phone and began to ask, “Songkawa, what’s going on?” I’m sorry.

I couldn’t help but flip a white eye and hold his cell phone against his chest, in the cold, “Lean.” I’m sorry.

The five officials, who were supposed to be Qing-tao, were scrambling, whispering, “No.” I’m sorry.

Next second.

The school bells are ringing and the senior class is not over.

I picked my frown and waited for Han to run back to his classroom without a squeak, and suddenly Han came near me and grabbed my wrist.

“Fuck off.”

I was unconsciously moving towards the side, but I didn’t want Han Ying-taek to press me straight against the wall, and I took my mobile phone and shot him in the face, and he was blindfolded.

One push away from Han Yanzawa.

I said, “What is wrong with you?” I’m sorry.

Han Jin-taek gnawed on his teeth, he looked at me with his tongue against his teeth, and said, “Low-ho, I’m so good to you? How dare you do this to me? Do you forget who picks you up every day in the rain? I’m sorry.

I looked at him in the face, and I looked at him. “Who are you?”

Just the guy who picked me up, and my dad could pull a car over here.

“You…”

“You what? I didn’t give you any money. Don’t put it in here. I’ll take you out of your skin if you don’t think about it today. I’m sorry.

And when I had said this, the footsteps were like arrows, but the rest of the light was washed, and I saw a man leaning on it, not by it, Songkawa.

The guy was pale, with his hands in his loose school uniform pocket, clearly a play-watching gesture, and quickly moved away from my sight as if nothing had happened.

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When I got home, my dad’s assistant was wearing a swing in the yard, and he said he ordered me a cake, and it’d be delivered on my birthday, and he asked me to give me a set of the latest women’s shirts for the season.

“My lady, you’ll love it. I’m sorry.

The assistant had a happy smile in a well-dressed swing, but when I looked at him in numbness, he stopped smiling and asked me, “Don’t you like it?” I’m sorry.

“Hmm? I’m sorry.

I blinked and smiled and figured out my dad wasn’t coming back, and then I pulled the corner at the assistant and left two words:

“like. I’m sorry.

The mouth said I liked it, but it didn’t prevent me from calling someone to open it the next day, and I stood upstairs and watched a group of people move the swings out of the yard.

After the swing, I called the driver, returned all the shirts, and then let the driver then ship them and sell all my gifts.

By the time the storage room was cleared, my new bank account had already saved more than three million, and some of the more valuable jewellery, which was not sold for a while, had to be stored.

By the time I’m done with this, it’s the third day of the holiday and my dad hasn’t come back.

Aunt Zhang and her teacher are on leave.

Between hours.

I’m the only one left.

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Near the evening.

The dimness of the light in the living room and the fact that only the television sets out the light, and the television shows are full of art and a lot of noise, have eased some loneliness.

I sat on the couch and watched the TV, and a strawberries were stuck in my mouth, and I heard Songkawa’s footsteps, and not a squeak, but looked at him.

Songchuan’s hair is so loose and soft, like Samoye’s head, he wears a white shirt and black long pants today, and a black hairbelt on his head, which would have been cool, but on him, if there had been no repression, he would have been so full of milk.

I knew my dad wasn’t coming back, and he was in a bad mood, and he was tired, and he didn’t want to play with him, so he turned his eyes off, and the guy took the remote and turned it off.

I bit the strawberries and looked at him with a frown, and said only two words: “Open.” I’m sorry.

Songkawa reached out to me with a clear hand.

Even when the light is dark, the hand is still white, and the point is very clear, and it’s always able to sculpt comics in the vision.

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“To eat and wash yourself.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan, a pale-faced man, heard me laugh and stood before me and said to me, “Are you going out to play?” I’m sorry.

I’m not gonna forget it because I left my mouth shut, and I’m not gonna forget it because of my mother.

But.

After all, I’m having my birthday tomorrow, and I have to keep my fairies in shape, so I didn’t say anything, and I took strawberries and I kept biting.

Songchuan said, “Hello. I’m sorry.

“Do you think I’ve been so nice to you these days?” I’m sorry.

SONGkawa didn’t think so, so he whispered, “Your father asked me to take you out. I’m sorry.

I’ve got my eyebrow, and I’ve started a indiscriminate attack. “He’s letting you die, you too? I’m sorry.

Songchuan: …

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Songkawa’s face has changed, as if he’s got a temper on his head.

I leaned on the couch, and looked at his step upstairs, with strawberries in between lips, and a little chill in the eyes.

I’m not stupid.

I can see that Songkawa is a sign of nothing.

Just.

I’ve never bought my mom’s.

Because most of their gestures were made by their stepmother.

I put my mouth behind my mouth and thought that he used his uniform to cover me, and then he went up with his uniform, and he wanted Songkawa to pack his coat, but he didn’t want to go to the door, and I heard Songkawa yelling at the phone.

“Not familiar. I’m sorry.

“She’s a grinder. I’m sorry.

“She’s not my sister and her birthday has nothing to do with me. I’m sorry.

It’s not a long time to talk on the phone, but I’m standing by and listening to everything I say, and it’s not surprising that he’ll say it.

I laughed and threw my uniform on the floor and stepped on it.

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I won’t lose myself.

I changed my clothes, drew a naked make-up and carried a little bag, and I went out shopping, but I didn’t go to the mall, I just went to the street near my old kindergarten to buy food.

My parents didn’t get a divorce at that time, but my dad used all his time to flirt with her, and when I got to elementary school, he came to pick me up, and he ran to kindergarten and made kindergarten teachers laugh.

It was a joke, but my mom couldn’t smile, and she brought me here before the divorce, and she ate all the snacks she used to keep me from eating, and she left.

“Shallow sauce?”

“Hmm. I’m sorry.

I took my aunt’s pass and made it to Guandong, and then I took a step to the side, and I was just about to take a bite, and I saw some students and parents coming next to me, and I surrounded it.

It’s as if there’s a festival in the kindergarten today, and it’s just at the end of the day, and there’s a bunch of people coming.

“Mom, I want something sweet. I’m sorry.

“Look at me, Red! I’m sorry.

Kids talk milky, but it’s a lot more strutting than who’s got a little red flower.

I looked at it for a while, and I looked at it, and I watched it get more and more, and I took it down to the street, and I bought myself a bunch of stars.

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A while ago.

And suddenly the phone started buzzing, and I looked at the moon, and I laughed, and I answered, “Hello? I’m sorry.

I’m thinking about why Moon missed me, and when he opened his mouth, he said: “Mom, Ma, someone said Songchuan was fighting with someone at the Ly bar…”

I’ve had my eyes turned white, I’ve had my mouth shut, I’ve just been ready to spit. I’m sorry.

“Ly.” I’m sorry.

I blinked, I couldn’t help but laugh, and that’s probably not far. I can go to the theater.

Hang up in a hurry.

I called a car, and when I got there, it was over, and I saw a girl dressed exactly like me handing out paper towels to Songchuan.

Songchuan sits on the ground, with a few blood stains on his bones, which are all the more striking because of the white skin.

He did not go to pick up the tissues, but he covered his lips, looked at the girl, looked at the side of the road.

Neutral.

Should have seen me.

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I’d also been upset about the crash, and I couldn’t help but pick the frown out of the eyes of Songchuan.

Dude.

You fought yourself and saw me get angry.

Next second.

I was going to leave, and Songchuan got up and came towards me and said, “Stop. I’m sorry.

I didn’t listen to him, and then I got stuck.

Songchuan looked at me, and his eyes were already on the edge of the flames, and he whispered, “Where have you been? I’m sorry.

I’d love to rub him, but with the light of the street light, he had blood stains on his lips, and the cheekbone seemed a little bit bruised, or something went wrong:

“Who did you fight like this? Are you stupid? Can’t you run? I’m sorry.

Hello, little sister.

I was waiting for Songchuan’s answer, and the girl flew over and whispered, “Thank you for helping me out today, he probably recognized me as you…”

I was just going to say no, Songchuan said, “It’s late, go back.” I’m sorry.

The girls hesitated to put the towel in my hand and ran away.

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I opened my mouth and looked at the paper towel in my hand, and when I was about to hand it over to Songchuan, Songchuan took it and pulled it out of his hand, standing before me and covering his mouth.

“Can you stop and not run away?” I’m sorry.

“Where am I going is none of your business? I’m sorry.

And I watched him bow over his lips, and his hands were covered in skins, and my eyes were grazed, and I thought of what the girl just said, “I don’t need you to protect me.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan, with his lips on his lips, his eyes on his eyes, his voice not making a sound, he just folded his tissue, he kept pressing on his lips, and he fell on his lashes. In front of your eyes, cover your emotions.

I looked at his way of dealing with the wound, and I swung, “There’s a hospital nearby. I’m sorry.

Songchuan seems angry. Look at me. “Don’t tell me. I’m sorry.

I took a deep breath and turned my eyes and walked away, and Songchuan pulled me, “Come back with me.” I’m sorry.

I’m cold-faced, “You don’t think you’re hurt, I won’t do it.” I’m sorry.

“Your father has made me look at you. I’m sorry.

I’m really laughing at him, and I’m laughing at him with my eyebrow, “Is it my dad who asked you to look at me or do you want to see it? Brother?”

Songchuan: …

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The answer to Songkawa’s cold-faced question was: “There is a heavy rain at night. I’m sorry.

“It’s God’s business, and it’s none of my business, Songchuan. I’m warning you, tomorrow’s my birthday. I’m on zero, I’m on hail. I’m sorry.

Songchuan: …

And then I laughed again, “Or, you call your mother now and say you’ve got a fight, and she has to come home tomorrow or she won’t see you again? You fight, I’ll go back with you. I’m sorry.

SONG KUWAKA had his cell phone, and I watched him dial the phone, and immediately went up and grabbed it and hung up.

“Didn’t I have to call?” “Songkawa, look at me with a little bit of a note.

I looked at him, and I really wanted to bring my dad back with this, but it was so obvious that eventually I was suspicious.

I put his cell phone back in his hand and whispered, “Well, I’m going to let you go now, so go immediately.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan: …

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When I was on the road, Songchuan came on a motorcycle, the stars had begun high-frequency activity, flashing in the night sky, with the sands of leaves, creating an illusion.

I wanted to wait for a taxi to come, and then the sky started to freak me out and I was afraid to leave under the tree.

There’s already a rain star on the ground.

Songkawa’s voice is a little heavy, “Come here. I’m sorry.

“I’ll pay for your car.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan wears a helmet on his head and shows only a clear and deep eye, handing me a helmet.

My lips, my helmet, my microbrow.

Songchuan: “New. I’m sorry.

I turned my mouth and wanted to say something, but I didn’t mean to say I wouldn’t wear it, but I looked at Songchuan and said, “Take it for me.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan took his helmet for two seconds and removed his gloves and whispered: “Hair.” I’m sorry.

And I kept my hair off my ears, and down my head, and watched Songkawa put his helmet on my head, and tied the button below.

Fingertips with jaws.

I smell a slight fragrance from Songkawa.

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And I looked at Songkawa with clear eyes, and I looked at him by my helmet, and said, “I will not go home.” I’m sorry.

Songkawa took a look at me.

“Where to?”

“The bar. I’m sorry.

And as soon as I finished, I stopped, and I gave a navigational interface on my hand, “No, it’s not LY.” I’m sorry.

When Songchuan got in the car, he drove a motorcycle, passed a yellow light, drove into the city, looked at people’s waves in the sights, and I snapped my eyebrow and pulled Songchuan’s shoulder:

“You’re going the wrong way! I’m sorry.

Songchuan’s voice is dim, “No bar. I’m sorry.

I took a deep breath, my hand tossed Songchuan’s clothes, and I felt like my patience was nearing the threshold again, “I don’t care, I’m going, you’re going to change the way. I’m sorry.

“Songkawa, sit down. I’m sorry.

I bit his lips, and I really gave him up, and I shot him on the shoulder, and I said, “You’re not my own brother! I’m sorry.

“Songkawa, you said, “Not my brother, I have no duty to you.” I’m sorry.

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Barbecue.

With my helmet standing next to the motorcycle at the door, the water on the floor shudderingly mirrored my leg, and I looked in my mouth and looked at the fragrance of the restaurant and began to regret it.

If I knew I’d be brought here by Songchuan, I wouldn’t get in his car.

What about the storm? A little rain?

“Come here. I’m sorry.

Songchuan stopped the car and looked at me with my helmet and my hands on the bike and he spoke to me.

“I’m going to the bar.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan looked at me quietly, with his hand on my head, and looked at me, whispering, “This is a few miles away from the bar, and if you don’t have a taxi at night, go on your own.” I’m sorry.

I looked at Songchuan, and I was really pissed off, and I shot his helmet in his hand and said, “Go alone!” I’m sorry.

I turned around and walked away, and when I didn’t take a few steps, Soong-chuan grabbed me in the back and carried me straight into the restaurant.

“You…”

“What can I get you? I’m sorry.

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“I don’t like barbecue.” I want a drink!”

“Miss, we have wine here. I’m sorry.

The waiter at the counter started laughing.

Songkawa looked at the waiter and whispered, “Let’s have red-tree tea.” I’m sorry.

The drinks are warm and the barbecues are not spicy.

No iced beer. What kind of barbecue?

I am not in the mood to eat, leaning on my seat and looking face-to-face to Songchuan and saying, “I want to go home.” I’m sorry.

Songkawa looked at me, “Don’t fuck with me. I’m sorry.

I was so angry, I walked towards the door, I walked out a few steps, and rain came down.

Back to your seat.

And Songkawa cut all the roasted meat, and wrapped it up with hot lettuce, and put it on the plate before me, and whispered, “I will not be used to you.” I’m sorry.

Boom.

I feel like I’m out of my mind today, but watching Songchuan eat a decent meal is completely out of my mind and I have no sense of losing.

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There’s a lot of people in the restaurant, and no one here knows me. Of course I’m happy.

# Whoo-hoo #

I bit my lips, I tried so hard, I held my hand over my nose and mouth, I cried so hard.

Songchuan’s voice is low, “Lorraine.” I’m sorry.

I was strangling and pretending to sound like I wanted to eat spicy, but the baby in my stomach wanted to eat. I’ll do anything for the baby. I’m sorry.

Secretly.

I looked down on Songchuan and didn’t want Songchuan to look at me with a twilight in my clear eyes, but I didn’t panic at all, “Do you not love her because she’s a daughter?” She’s your own child.”

Songchuan suddenly got up.

I stunned and watched him with two bottles of beer and a plate of pepper sauce coming in front of me.

I bit my lips, and I choked and laughed, and watched with satisfaction Songchuan break my beer cap for me, with his hands in his seat, and he dazzled, laughing, “I knew that my husband was best for me.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan’s hands with dishes are fine, dark eyes look at me as if he wanted to say something, but finally nothing, sits quietly across from me and continues the barbecue.

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With chili sauce, I bit a roast, and I watched the beer pouring into the wine cup bubbling, and I was so happy.

But.

Before I could have had a drink, Songchuan put his hand in front of him and looked at me with a slight look, and whispered, “A pregnant woman cannot drink. I’m sorry.

I suspect Songkawa did it on purpose.

He’s just sitting right in front of me, drinking and roasting.

I blinked, swung my eyes around the table and looked at Songchuan, and said, “Honey, I want to eat strawberries. I’m sorry.

Songchuan didn’t say anything. Get up and get it.

“Honey, I want a roast squid. I’m sorry.

“Honey, I’m gonna eat melon. I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

Many times back and forth.

In the end, the waiter pushed a car right next to it, full of fruits of all colours.

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Almost.

And I picked my eyebrow, and I put it on the grill, and I ate a few, and I looked at the rest of the plate, and I said, “I’m not eating it.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan left me alone and ate.

I’m bored, I’m holding my chin, I’m taking a look at him with a light on my head.

On the whole, Songchuan’s five-eye ratio is good, and it’s a little larvae, but the eyebrow is high, it’s a little bit of a virulent, and the lips are typical M, and the lips are red and thin.

I saw Songcheon eat a good fragrance, and I put up a bad smile and softly said, “Honey.” I’m sorry.

Songkawa’s face is cold, and it’s clear to me that it’s enough to warn me, but the more he is, the more happy I am, the more I scream when he drinks.

“Honey…”

Songchuan coughed and seemed to have been stung by alcohol, and I swung my mouth, held my hand down and knocked with interest.

“Honey, slow down. I’m sorry.

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I don’t know why, looking at Songchuan without a fire and suffocating, I felt like I was having a good time.

The night is thicker.

The rain, I don’t know when it stopped, started putting fireworks outside the window, and I stood up to my chin and looked at the curtains, and some of them appeared.

“Happy birthday. I’m sorry.

And when Songchuan said to me this, I looked not at him, and for a few seconds, and looked at the light that was blind and dark on his side, and swept over his thick eyelashes.

“Thank you. I’m sorry.

That’s a short time for harmony.

By the time the waiter came in with the cake, Songchuan wore me a paper crown with a light fragrance.

And We covered our lips, and beholded, suddenly, a dim restaurant, as if it were in the dark, and as if it were in the dark, and were not angry.

However.

When the candles were lit, the walls were filled with shadows and everyone was in the dark.

I looked at the 17-year-olds on the cake, listened to the birthday songs of the waiters, looked at Songkawa in the shadows and looked at his thin lips.

Make a wish quietly.

I don’t know if he’s singing a birthday song, but I didn’t hear it and he didn’t look at me.

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The night drive.

It’s cold and damp in the rain, and it’s been running for some time, and Songchuan just stopped.

“What are you stopping for, you?”

Songchuan took off his coat with his hand and put it on me before I finished.

I bit on his lips and saw him in a thin shirt, and I couldn’t even say hello to him, so I shut up.

I stretch my arms into my sleeve, and my drumming pellets are wrapped, as if they were warm, but there’s a lot of mints coming from Songchuan, a little bit of my breath.

And We sat behind him in Songkawa’s coat, and looked at his white neck, and looked through the mirror of his head, and looked down at the light, and his eyes were as dark as the night.

I’d be sitting next to a bag full of stars, so I wouldn’t look at the shadows of a sweep, and I thought I’d wish him and my stepmother to disappear, but my last wish was that my father loved me the most.

This world.

I don’t know who’s gonna love me other than Dad, I don’t know, I don’t expect, just lose.

“Don’t fall asleep. I’m sorry.

“None. I’m sorry.

I was so cold, I was so quiet, I kept my voice from his back, I let the cold wind walk through him until he suddenly braked and I hit him on his back.

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I looked at the popular streets, and I stopped, and I looked, “Isn’t it home?” Why are you here? I’m sorry.

Songchuan: Buying. I’m sorry.

And I lamented him with a breath, and loathed him with his eyebrow: Then hurry. I’m sorry.

Songchuan took his helmet with his hand on his head, and the black hair was a bit messy, and the dark eyes were under the night market’s bellows, which meant something as bright as the stars.

If he’s not hurt in the face.

I turned my back, and I saw him standing there, and I couldn’t help but put my hands around my back, and I said, “Can I ride and leave you here alone?” I’m sorry.

I’d like to, but I can’t ride a bike, let alone a motorcycle.

SONGkawa’s thin lips moved softly, lifted their hands off the keys and looked at me, whispering, “It’s a pity that the mouth was long. I’m sorry.

If I don’t come back, Songkawa’s gone. I can’t help but look at the black key hole.

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I don’t know what he’s going to buy, he hasn’t come back all day, and I’m freezing out here.

Songchuan! I’m sorry.

I stomped my feet and walked into the street with little shoes and looked at the red lanterns in front of the shop and looked around for a long time, and it was only then that I saw Songchuan coming with a box of cakes.

“What did you buy so long? I’m sorry.

As soon as Songchuan was close, after I had asked, I smelled a fragrance.

Songchuan looked down at me and handed me the pastries at will, and said, “You won’t eat, will you eat?” I’m sorry.

I’m stunned, and I’m going to say, “I’m not eating. I’m sorry.

SONGkawa’s face is silent, and he whispers, “Didn’t you want to eat? I’m sorry.

I bit my lips, and I remembered that I was there all day, and I was like, “Will you forget about it?” You said you didn’t hear anything that day! I’m sorry.

Songchuan put pastries in my arms and went straight ahead, “Look at your performance.” I’m sorry.

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I looked at him with indignation, but I watched the cake box unsealed at all, and I said it honestly, and I followed him home.

The house was still dark, and I looked at the empty house, and my heart was a little lost, but when the light was on, I looked back and saw Songchuan standing there, as if he was not so alone.

I don’t want to admit it. I don’t think I hate Songgawa as much as I did before.

But.

I know that Songchuan bought me pastries just to be able to stay at home and please me.

He called to say something.

I can hear you clearly — he says I’m a grinder.

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With his hands in the shoe closet, Songkawa was still changing his slippers, and I looked at his face with more and more visible bruises, and my hands pulled out of his shirt, and I took off my coat, acting like I wasn’t there.

“Hello. I’m sorry.

Songchuan wears slippers and picks them up with his hands, probably tired and slows down: “The door is locked, don’t go anywhere.” I’m sorry.

I bite my lips and my eyebrow goes, “Hey. I’m sorry.

Songchuan looks at me like a little groaning, black eyes at me, whispering, “If you want to fight, can you fight tomorrow?” I’m sorry.

I’m actually trying to remind him that there’s ice bags in the fridge that can be cooled, but it’s like the ice slides into his throat and it’s just trying to cool it.

Songchuan went to the cupboard to find a medical box and went upstairs, and I stood there, looking, and I went to the couch, lying down, and I heard the door closing, and I started looking at the cake box.

I’m still waiting for zero.

When my dad called, it was half an hour before zero, and as soon as my dad spoke, I heard the cheers of champagne, and I could feel it on the screen.

“Lowie, happy birthday. Dad’s going back–“

“Honey…”

My late mother screamed, and my father answered immediately, and I put my lips on my lips for a while and asked, “When will I be back?” I’m sorry.

My dad smiled and said, “Well, I’ll be back next month. Good boy. Daddy’s gonna buy you a sports car. How about that?”

I’m talking to you, I’m lying down, I’m leaning in front of my head, and I smash my phone.

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For the first time, it didn’t reach zero.

I took a shower and started sleeping under the covers, but the next morning, when I woke up, the girl in the mirror had her hair in disarray, her eyes were swollen like walnuts, even though her nose was so high that she couldn’t stand it.

I don’t know.

It was at least the first day of my 17th year of life, when I ran down the stairs to find the ice bag, and it turned out that Songchuan was crouching in the fridge to open the door and looked up at me when he heard the footsteps.

“What are you looking at?”

I was unconsciously covering my face, showing my fingers and staring at him, frowning, “Give me an ice bag.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan opened the door, took two ice bags, held his knee in one hand and raised one to me. I was just about to pick up, and he said:

“I saw it. I’m sorry.

“Are you afraid I won’t kill you?” I’m sorry.

Songchuan smiled slightly, but I couldn’t help but look at him and see the guy with his ice bag over his face, with his deep-seated fingers holding it, but it seemed so clean.

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You might not believe it.

Songkawa fell asleep on the sofa when I was going to go down to the fridge and look for food after I had put on an ice bag and felt better.

Not yet.

The guy is asleep, he’s milkier, he’s on the couch with his head on his back and he’s holding a bag of ice, which reminds me of a little kid who sleeps with a bottle after he’s milked.

I took my step slowly down the stairs, slipped behind the couch for fun, snuck into his ear and shouted:

Brother! I’m sorry.

Voice down.

The living room was so quiet that the brother didn’t respond, and I couldn’t even stretch my hand on his shoulder.

“Oh, Songchuan, you…”

I squeezed his face unconsciously, and I felt my fingertips burning.

I pulled the sofa, and it was discovered that Songchuan’s forehead was full of fine sweat, white lips, burning faces, and unusual red.

“Ah, ah, ah…”

I was blindfolded, a little murmured, and I was the one who was always taken care of. I didn’t know how to take care of anyone. I almost went upstairs unconsciously to call Aunt Zhang.

At her request, I called the family doctor and cooked hot water and found alcohol.

“Hey, wake up and wipe yourself with alcohol. I’m sorry.

Hang up the phone.

I stood next to the couch and kicked him in the air and said, “Songkawa, hello, hello…”

No response.

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It’s so mean and stale.

I took a look at Songchuan’s tiny tweaked throat, reached out and began to paint him with alcohol, looked at him on his hidden waist, had no hesitation, put a bottle of alcohol on the alcohol cotton, reached out with my hand.

Had to say.

It’s hard to take care of people, especially by rubbing alcohol across clothes and pulling clothes once.

One, two, go.

I’m a little annoyed by the slowness with which the family doctor comes and rips out Songkawa’s clothes.

“What are you doing? I’m sorry.

Songchuan wakes up confusedly, holding my hand unsuspectingly, whispering, “Lorraine, will you stop messing around?” I’m sorry.

“Fuck you. Hands off. I’m sorry.

I was standing on the back of his hand, leaning down and pulling down the tape on his robe.

Songchuan looked at me with a tired eye, tearing his clothes unconsciously and opening his mouth:

“Robert! I’m sorry.

Huh.

What a pathetic face to resist.

“Come on, it’s burning like this. Don’t be ashamed. I’m not ashamed of you! I’m sorry.

I don’t want to talk to him, I just lift my hand out of his clothes and rub the alcohol cotton on him.

Songchuan swung his eyebrow, his throat rolled up and down, and his voice went up a few degrees. I’m sorry.

I flipped a white eye, “You think I want to take care of it? If you don’t be honest, I’ll beat you! I’m sorry.

Songchuan: …

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I’ve never taken care of anyone in my life, and I find it hard to take care of him.

Songchuan is silent.

I turned over a white eye, and I couldn’t help but pick up a bottle of alcohol and wipe it off him, and when it was done twice, I thought I should let him wipe it myself.

Plum.

By the time the doctor arrived, Songkawa’s body temperature had fallen, but his face had become redder, and he kept his head down.

Knock, knock.

The doorbell rings.

I was rushing to open the door, and Songchuan grabbed my wrist, and I snorted and frowned. The doctor is here! I’ll get the door!”

Songchuan was sobbing, displeased, “Get dressed. I’m sorry.

I snuggle, “I’m not cold. I’m sorry.

Songchuan: Put it on. I’m sorry.

I bit my teeth and looked at him, “Let go. I’m sorry.

Songchuan looked at him, and the other hand handed me his robe.

I think he must be out of his mind.

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In a bathrobe, I put on my belt, I looked at him for nothing, kicked him in the leg, “Get out of the way. I’m sorry.

Songchuan: …

I’ve got a doctor coming up, of course, and I don’t care about him. I just said a word to the doctor and I’m leaving with a message.

I took a look at the pills from the doctor, and it was kind of hard to understand, “Why does he have a fever?” I’m sorry.

“Recently cooled. I’m sorry.

The doctor went out with a medical kit on his back and looked at me for a second, whispering, “He must have worn less. I’m sorry.

I blinked, my head buzzed, and I remembered yesterday when I was back wearing his coat…

Watching the doctor go away.

I couldn’t help but cry and suddenly there’s a little guilt, of course, just a little.

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Songkawa has gone upstairs to rest.

I looked at the moment and I didn’t eat breakfast, and I poured a glass of hot water, walked upstairs with a pill, kicked the door, and said, “Hey, are you hungry? I’m sorry.

Songkawa didn’t respond.

I grunted, and I opened the door without hindrance.

Songchuan is lying on the bed, hearing the sound of the door opening, immediately opening a pair of watery eyes to me, as if he was tired of saying a word.

I put down my hot cup and started looking at it with the pills.

“You do this to every guy? I’m sorry.

Songchuan opened his mouth.

And I stood, and turned my head at him, and said, “What are you thinking? I’m sorry.

Songchuan’s browsing, “Never mind. I’m sorry.

I’m saying that Songchuan is so strong, and now he’s sick, he’s so weak, his nostrils are red, and he’s crying.

I couldn’t help but laugh and look at Songchuan. I’m sorry.

Songchuan’s eyes are closed and there’s no squeak.

And I swooped, and I laughed, and I whispered, “Only you.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan: …

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Songchuan passed away and his ears were red.

Boom.

It’s kind of interesting.

I picked up my eyebrow, thought it was funny, came up to him in a funny way, whispering, “Honey. I’m sorry.

Songchuan didn’t make a sound, and it took a long time before he was able to hold on to his strutting hand, whispering, “Lorraine.” I’m sorry.

“Hmm? I’m sorry.

I’m frowning, I’m laughing.

SONG KUWAA turns around with his eyes closed, bites his lips, opens his eyes a little bit, and whispers, “You call me that again, I will sit in this position.” I’m sorry.

I smiled, with pride, and raised my arms and raised my head: “Do you believe that I will not give you medicine today and make you a fool?”

I’m not threatened.

Still afraid of you?

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I couldn’t help but laugh at Songchuan’s spirit of restraint, knowing that he wouldn’t dare to do anything to me, holding two pills on the table, making a rather provocative statement:

“Honey, get some rest. I’m going to order. I’m sorry.

Finish.

I turned around towards the door, and I had a good feeling, but in a second I heard footsteps.

Scrambling palms.

“What are you doing? Well…

I looked at Songchuan in the shadows, and was prepared to hold him, but I did not want Songchuan to bow his head directly, to hold my head, to block my lips, and step by step, to reach my bed, and to press me under.

The kiss was so fierce, and Songchuan was so hot that I fell on the bed, I suspected I had fallen into the hot water and filled my nerves with alcohol with strong mint fragrance.

Breathe a little bit.

I didn’t kiss, I never knew it would fit, and Songchuan kept holding my jaw, and I tried to bite him, and I couldn’t even bite him, and I couldn’t hide from him.

Pulling into Songchuan’s clothes, I moved and thought I’d pull my leg out of him and kick him in the ass.

But.

Songchuan seemed to have guessed that he had just separated my leg and put me in bed.

Mmm-hmm.

I started to rip Songchuan’s hair at once, but the kiss was too long, and in the end, I had no strength, and the whole man was paralyzed in his bed, shivering slightly, his hair was tumultuous, and his lips were dazzled.

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“You son of a bitch…”

I’ll give him a slap if I throw my hand.

But not yet.

Songchuan held my wrist back to the bed, and the other hand held my waist, with a dark look:

“I warned you. Lope. I’m sorry.

And I wrangled my eyebrow, and I turned my face, and stood up to Songchuan, and let my hair fall down upon his waist, and, with his miserly eyes, I bit his lips with his head on his back.

Blood follows the corner of the lips.

I heard Songkawa’s humbling, he opened his mouth a little bit, and I looked at him with his dark, dark eyes, and looked at him a little bit, and laughed, “Why? You want to go further? As long as your mom doesn’t mind, I don’t mind either. I’m sorry.

Songchuan seems to have been electrocuted.

I leaned on my neck, I pulled my hair to pieces, and I lay on my side with grace. On the bed, with your hands on the forehead, on the side of your legs, looking at him with your eyebrow, laughing, “Throw me, and you don’t look at yourself.” I’m sorry.

Most afraid of the air being quiet.

And We looked at Songchuan without fear, and saw between them, while everything was silent, but it was as though it was running in darkness.

Door bang close.

I stopped for a second, and I was in bed.

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Looking at the ceiling, I just feel like my breath is boiling, my face, my ears.

I didn’t think he would dare–

I looked at myself in the mirror, and I bit my lips and threw the water out of my hand.

Hands on the water table.

I’d really like to say hello to Songchuan and his ancestors.

I knew it.

I should have let his ass die.

I don’t know.

I went out on the basis that I would never speak to Songchuan again, but as soon as I went out, this guy took a delivery and asked me, “Are you hungry? I’m sorry.

I didn’t squeak.

But my belly rings.

If killing isn’t illegal, I really want to kill this asshole.

I didn’t eat what he bought, I went straight to bubble noodles, and he took it, and he lifted it over my head.

“Do you want to die? Give it back to me.”

I jumped and tried to rob, and I didn’t want to kick. His leg, but he wasn’t moving at all, and he looked like he was cool, and I got so pissed I went straight to the table, opened his takeout, and I ate in every box.

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Eat while staring at him.

Songkawa looked at me quietly, walking to the table with bubble noodles and taking chopsticks calmly to begin eating bubble noodles.

Probably because I cooked spicy veal noodles, and Songkawa had a bite on his mouth. He ate it, looked a little ugly in a moment, drank it with a glass of water.

I blinked and laughed.

Songkawa looked at me with his eyelids and looked at me, whispering, “Happy?” I’m sorry.

I looked at him and instinctively returned to a cold hum.

Songkawa didn’t talk to me. He got up and went into the kitchen.

I rose up to see what he was doing.

Songchuan’s slightly pretentious, like he thought I’d peek at me and sweep away the leftovers. He didn’t say anything, but he told me with his eyes.

Sit back in the chair, take the chopsticks and finish the meat in the lunch box, and put the chopsticks next to your hand, with soup and start drinking with a small mouth.

“Not eating?”

Songchuan came back with a bowl of noodles, and looked at the rice, and looked at me.

I looked at him in the eye, and I went on to bury my head in a soup, and I grunted, “Just leave me alone! I’m sorry.

Songkawa looked at me.

I blinked and didn’t know what I was thinking, and I looked down on my chest and looked at him.

Songchuan: …

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Sunshine after noon.

I still didn’t give up to go to a movie to commemorate my first day as I was 17, but the back-hand of the class was an all-Eat, and I fell on my ass.

I didn’t write it!

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I look at the one full of screens, and I have a little twitch in my mouth, and I’m not moving a word, and my homework is cleaner than my face.

“You…”

If I hold my cell phone in my hand, I’m going to turn around and run upstairs, and I’m going to run into Songchuan’s arms, and I’m going to run into Songchuan’s back.

“What are you doing?”

“Play blue root, prevent cold. I’m sorry.

Songchuan handed me the hot tan in his hand.

I wrinkled, “No. It stinks. Get out of the way. I’m gonna do my homework.

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When I’m working like a tiger, I’m looking for the fastest place in the house, and I go all the way down to the living room, and I throw all my homework on it, and I pull out a roll and I start searching for answers with my cell phone.

You know what a pen makes a miracle?

I don’t even want to know.

“Hello. I’m sorry.

Songchuan’s voice was ringing from above, and I wrinkled, and I had a pen in my hand, “Don’t you see I’m learning? I’m sorry.

“You learn by copying answers?” I’m sorry.

I grunted, “You’re a Pacific cop? I copied your answer?”

“Yeah. I’m sorry.

Songchuan leaned unwittingly on the couch next to it, and it was quiet in a while, and I kept writing, and I finished writing a paper and changed it immediately.

“You got the wrong answer. I’m sorry.

“What? I’m sorry.

I didn’t want to talk to Songchuan, but there’s another question under the phone, and I feel like I’m about to go up.

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I bited my lips, held a roll in my hand, and looked upon Songkawa without realizing it.

Songkawa looked at me innocently, with his milk and a slightly larvae face, and opened up a pattern of silence and began to turn over the magazine on the table.

“Don’t look at me. I’m a racer, no homework. I’m sorry.

What’s the big deal!

I picked up the book and threw it at him, but I didn’t think he’d pick it up very quickly, flipped over the bear on the bed and laughed.

I took a deep breath, and I looked at him in anger, and I started writing with a pen, and I started building mountains with a paper written in front of me.

“Don’t fall asleep. I’m sorry.

Don’t worry about it!

I yelled, and I watched Songchuan bathe in the sun, thinking of the feudal bureaucrats on the books, dressed like a human being and doing nothing!

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I was in a hurry at the beginning, but it’s getting better at the back speed, and it’s a bit dazed, especially to sleep.

Two days in a row, I’ve written my homework pretty much, and there’s mostly some rereading.

The morning sun fell into the room.

With yawns, I squeezed the book in my hand, and suddenly I felt so heavy, I felt so miserable, I touched my forehead, I blinked, I felt crying the next second.

I’m…

I think I have a fever.

Eat. I’m sorry.

Songkawa knocked at the door as usual.

I’m stuck in a blanket, I’m heavy, I’m trying to call a doctor, but I’m afraid of needles, and I’m trying to sweat my own fever.

“Lorraine. I’m sorry.

Songchuan screamed again.

I’ve been crying for so long, I’ve been lying in the hands of an asshole like Songchuan…

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“Why does she have a fever? Didn’t you have a good day? I’m sorry.

Sir, do you have a female doctor? I’m sorry.

Songkawa’s voice was in his ear, and I opened my eyes blindly, and I saw him sitting by the bed, and raised my hand and hammered his leg.

Slightly cold hands covered in fingertips.

I snapped my hand around my eyebrow and hit him again.

Songkawa hung up the phone, leaned over and looked at me, carrying a glass by the bed, and took me out of the bed and held me in his arms.

“Drink water. I’m sorry.

“I’ll kill you, you little son of a bitch when I’m done.” I’m sorry.

Songkawa’s throat sneered with a taunted low smile, with a tampons on the water, a little bit on my lips, and whispered, “Oh.” I’m sorry.

I didn’t think he’d just do it, looked up at his jaw and grunted, “I’m not kidding.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan: “Oh. I’m sorry.

I bit my teeth and yelled at him, “Oh, my God. I’m sorry.

Songchuan: “Oh. I’m sorry.

He was mad at me!

Songkawa kept rubbing my lips with a cotton stick, and looked at my lips, and passed the cup to my mouth, and I looked down and drank it.

171.

It seemed a little comfortable to sleep after I had the hot water, but I didn’t think I was awakened by a needle, so I cried out, but when the culprit came in to feed, he laughed.

“That’s it?”

# Whoo-hoo #

I was lying in my stomach and I felt sore at the place where I was shot.

Songchuan was lying by his bed, slightly lifting the covers, looking at me in the blanket, picking the underbrow, whispering, “So delicate.” I’m sorry.

Answer him, it’s my pillow.

How long did I not know how long my tears were in my blanket, and it was only after Songchuan left that my titties were lifted up, and he was still by the bedside, with his bones in his arms holding his jaw, picking on his tail, laughing at my lips, looking at me in his idleness?

You’re laughing at me!

“You go out…”

“All right. I’m sorry.

Songchuan’s response was so icy, he got up and he left, and I sat on the bed with the covers, and I was so angry.

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I was sickly lying on my bed, watching the text, and I was so sad, I felt like I couldn’t finish it, and I knew I wouldn’t be upset with my dad, selling clothes and tearing down the swings, and I’ve been late for days…

It’s probably a habit.

I find that every long vacation I’ve spent trying to learn and do my homework in a serious way, and I’ve ended up on the most challenging path.

The door is open again.

I must have thought that Songchuan had come to bed with his eyes closed, and that he had to take revenge.

Dit.

I heard a heat shot.

I’m closed, I’m covered, I’m whispering in my heart that you can go.

“You don’t usually read books. You’re learning now. I’m sorry.

Songchuan took the book from me, and he didn’t know what he was thinking.

I tried to scold him, but my brain was buzzing, and I thought his voice was very good, especially like a water-shocking stone, and I didn’t even think about it.

It’s like listening to books with your eyes closed.

It’s not bad.

If Songkawa hadn’t pinched my face.

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His hands are cold, just squeeze them, and he murmurs, “Are you asleep? I’m sorry.

SONG CHOON: “Wording. I’m sorry.

And I thought from time to time, that if I were to come back to life with blood, the first person I’d do was Songchuan. Who knows that when I’m ready, school is already open.

The school also plays games, starts the school examination, and it’s all on the holiday paper.

It’s a coincidence.

That’s the one I copied from the wrong place.

“It’s over. The teacher says those who don’t have a good test are all called parents. I’m sorry.

Listen to what I’m talking about. I know I’m supposed to write it all, but I’m afraid I’m going to write it wrong.

“31…”

When the moon suddenly screamed, I swooped and watched the moon wave in the direction and suddenly fell.

It’s really Songkawa.

“31 is coming!

And when the moon laughs, and drags me to pass, and I cry, “Go yourself.” I’m sorry.

“I’ll buy you later.” I’m sorry.

174.

I stood there with my hands around my back, looking at the moon before Songchuan, and I didn’t know what to say, and Songchuan picked up the Coke and took out his phone.

I don’t know about Songchuan’s emotional life, but I know if Songchuan is a scum, I’m gonna kill him.

Tink.

I heard a cell phone ring, unwittingly pulled it out, thought it was my father’s phone, but didn’t want to be a friend.

“Ah-aah-aah-aah-aah-aah!

“What? I’m sorry.

The sun was shining, the words on the phone screen were stolen before I could see them.

“What is it?”

I ran down the hall and looked like a hedgehog eating strawberries.

“Songkawa’s Wesun! I’m sorry.

I’m not!

“A Coke for it! Why not? Wait till you two make it.

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I added Songchuan to the third order of the month, and I looked at the conversation dialogue as empty, biting on the lips, turning off the phone, thinking it was a turn of events, and later, the account opened up the food mode.

8:00.

SONG: Eat.

18:00.

SONG: Eat.

8:01.

SONG: Eat.

I don’t know.

It’s been around for almost a week, and every month I want to see Songchuan’s chat records, but every time I see these two words, I wonder.

“You had dinner with him? I’m sorry.

“uh. I’m sorry.

I bit the little balls in my mouth, I tried to swallow them, and I moved to the last month’s curious look, and I quickly asked, “Where do I have time for dinner with all these recent homework?” I’m sorry.

“Yes, too. I’m sorry.

Why does he laugh and start to wonder? Chi, Fan, CF, hi!

I sat around and listened to the month trying to read the two words in various ways, and said, “Eat, eat. Forget it.” I’m sorry.

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“Lowie, why don’t you go back to Songchuan? I’m sorry.

What month is going down the chat interface, looking at the conversation records without any of my answers, picking my eyebrow, laughing:

“Robert, try it…”

“Don’t. I’m sorry.

When I raised my hand, I took back my cell phone, and I looked at it, and I said, “If you do this again, I’ll delete it.” I’m sorry.

What month: …

“I remember I recommended you a handsome guy, and sometimes you take it on your own. I’m sorry.

I bite chopsticks, look to where the moon is, bend my lips, and say, “What kind of stupor is it?” I’m sorry.

What month: …

“Do you really not like Songkawa?” I think he’s really pretty. And you guys are so good together! I’m sorry.

“Please, put your heart on the back of your heart.” Chavin’s text this afternoon. Are you done? I’m sorry.

The moon blinks and sits straight.

I watched her search the text on her cell phone, picked her lower lip and accidentally swept Songchuan, not far away, and turned a white eye.

As for my family and financial resources, what kind of boys don’t.

You like your stepmother’s kids?

Nonsense.

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Thanks to the change in school, teachers have changed their evening self-study into evening classes, and students have raised my school hours and exhausted me.

Or I’ll find a chance to kill him for taking away my first kiss.

I don’t know.

SONG: Eat.

I went down the stairs with a loose shirt, halfway down to my chest, to confirm that I was wearing underwear before I came to the table, and I took a bite with the draftingberries.

“My lady, eat first, eat fruit later. I’m sorry.

“Hmm. I’m sorry.

I sat at the table and looked at Songkawa, who was silent, and I threw the draftingberries at him, and I fell into his job.

Songchuan’s face is covered with one sentence: “It’s started again? I’m sorry.

And I picked my eyebrows, and when I heard nothing, I kept eating strawberries, but I didn’t want Songkawa to shove them with a fork, with a little red lips, and my tongue pointed at them, and ate them.

I don’t know why, it’s normal to look at me, but I didn’t flaunt my lips, hold my position, pick his underbrow and eat a strawberries.

Songchuan: …

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Songkawa’s throat was rolling, and it was the first to avoid my sight, as if nothing had happened and the glass had been softly held.

I smiled, and I looked down at the news interface.

“Master. I’m sorry.

Zhang came out with fresh soup and set up a dish, asking: “Did you get the results?” I’m sorry.

I was holding strawberries, I consciously stopped my hand and waited for Songchuan to answer. I had to see what the kid was like, and I figured he’d end up in school with my dad.

“Well, okay. I’m sorry.

Songchuan opened his mouth with bland words.

I listened to the vague answer, laughing, biting a strawberries, saying, “How good is my brother?” I’m sorry.

Aunt Zhang paused and started interrupting and laughing, “Ah, my lady, what fruit do you like besides strawberry? I’m sorry.

“Eat strawberries. I’m sorry.

And I said to Songchuan with my own mouth, and blinked with my big eyes to know, and Nuu said, “Is it hard for you, brother? I’m sorry.

Songchuan looked at me in silence, wooing at me, and said, “This is for you to get the competition and assess yourself. I’m sorry.

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Cut.

What a relief.

I bit a strawberries in anger and said, “You’re not the only one who took part in the competition, I can ask other seniors.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan: No hard feelings. I’m sorry.

Songchuan said it was easy, but I suspected him in Versailles when the report card was posted on the bulletin board.

The school’s famous schoolgirls are in the tenth place, and he is in the top five locals and is known as a third-grade black horse.

After a few days.

My dad hit a plane in the house. I knew it was him as soon as I heard the phone ringing.

“Oh, sir. I’m sorry.

Zhang turned around and looked at the table, and I thought I was going to get up and go, so she looked at Songkawa and said, “Take the phone.” I’m sorry.

“Uncle. I’m sorry.

Ogawa, you’ve got a good test. I’m sorry.

“Honey, don’t exaggerate. I’m sorry.

Her sister-in-law seemed to have taken up the conversation by accident and had a sad breath.

And my dad was like, “Well, isn’t the kid doing well? I’m sorry.

Ma’am: “It’s not a high examination, I’ve delayed Kogawa and transferred him to this school this year…”

I was holding strawberries in my hand, and the next second I heard my dad whispering, “Ah, Kogawa has talent. That’s it. I’ll make a phone call with a friend. I’ll be fine. I’m sorry.

The late mother smiled with joy and whispered like a joke: “Isn’t that a higher examination? That’s a lot of money. I’m sorry.

My dad was laughing at his thighs, “Of course. It’s late, Ogawa. Hang up. I’m sorry.

Voice down.

I broke the strawberries in my hand, and I couldn’t stop looking at Songchuan’s phone, and I bit my lips in anger.

I stood up and was ready to go upstairs, and Songkawa said, “Uncle, someone misses you. I’m sorry.

“Ah, Lorelei. I’m sorry.

My dad finally called me, but Songchuan reminded me that I was biting my lips, feeling sore, and didn’t want to say anything, and went upstairs.

180

Bang, bang, bang.

When I went to the cupboard, I pulled the bear down, and I sat on it with my ass, and I threw myself, “What’s there to show?” I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

Knock, knock.

The door in the room was suddenly knocked.

I was upset, but I thought it was Aunt Zhang, and I said, “I’m sleeping.” I’m sorry.

The door is still knocking.

I’m sure it wasn’t Aunt Zhang’s, so I ran up to the door, and I looked up at Songchuan, and I held my waist, and I said, “Knock again and try!” I’m sorry.

Songkawa looked at me and dialed through my cell phone in front of me, and the voice of my father was immediately heard, “Baby.” I’m sorry.

I don’t know how many times this is called.

But now suddenly I hear tears coming out of my eyes, but I have to bear them because Songkawa is still here.

“Robert”? I’m sorry.

My dad called me again.

I bit my lips, I turned a white eye, I didn’t squeak.

Ogawa, is she there?

“It was me, and now it’s him. I’m sorry.

I heard my dad go to Songchuan again and grunt with his hands around the wall, wrinkled.

“Daddy was going to call you alone. How do you know you’re standing next to him? I’m sorry.

“…”

“I’m a sophomore, I don’t play with this kind of kid.” I’m sorry.

“Honey…”

The voice of the stepmother again.

And when I put my tongue to my teeth, and I was preparing for the virulence, Songkawa said, “Mom, take a rest.” I’m sorry.

Mother:

The phone was silent.

I turned my eyes around, I consciously looked at Songchuan, I looked at him faceless, I looked at the little prick with a strawberry head on the phone interface, and I said to my dad:

“You called my phone. I’m sorry.

Songkawa looked at me and hung up after my dad answered.

180

Although my father called very quickly and his late mother stopped talking, I felt something wrong.

“So the moon won’t come back?”

I don’t want to hear my dad say how much fun it is, just to turn on the computer and talk to him, and start searching for famous hospitals in that area, and medical projects.

Looking at the introduction to the hospital test tube baby on the computer screen, I slightly sunk my face and slipped the interface.

“Just two more months. I’m sorry.

My dad laughs with his face on it, but he smiles very reluctantly, “You’re nervous about your studies and you don’t have time. How about next time Dad brings you out? I’m sorry.

And We looked on our lips, and looked at the words that had entered the curtains, and leaned in silence upon them, and watched the light that had been sent out of the computer as a ghost plowed into the pupils.

In vitro babies take three or four months from the beginning to complete the embryo transplant.

“Dad. I’m sorry.

“Hmm? What’s up, baby. I’m sorry.

I look at my forehead, I look at my computer, and I say, “It’s nothing, it’s just that it’s not too early. Dad takes an early break, and I’m going back to class tomorrow.” I’m sorry.

My father smiled, and with a few detours, he whispered, “Well, well, then what do you want to eat, and say to Aunt Zhang? I’m sorry.

“Hmm. I’m sorry.

I responded, and after my dad hung up on the phone, I sent a message to my dad’s assistant.

Results.

As I expected, at the hotel near the hospital.

181

There’s something in my mind that I don’t want to think about.

All night long.

I didn’t sleep, I landed on all my dad’s bank accounts, I counted the money, and when I saw the expenses to the hospital, I was blindfolded.

I don’t know if I should think Dad’s too stupid to use my birthday password, to change it, to keep it a secret, or to be glad I knew it.

I don’t know.

The next morning.

Aunt Zhang knocked on the door twice, but I was in bed, I couldn’t move, I couldn’t see the ceiling, and I hit an avid spirit, like a meadow, and some of them.

I can’t figure out why the other mothers broke up for months. This one stayed so long?

I’d rather not. Why would Dad want another baby because I’m not good enough, or because of my stepmother?

I’d rather believe it was for the former than for the latter.

The phone screen is on.

And I sat by my bed with my hands, and I let my hair fall between my neck, and the veil had not yet been drawn, and the whole room was dazzled, and the buzzing sound was like an insolent sound.

182

The sky was gray, the cold-skinned air drew the touch on the skin, and I wore a shirt and a little dress, picked a tie, opened the door, wore it while walking down the stairs.

It’s like a dead end.

But I know it’s not that easy for me, but I know it’s not for anyone.

“My lady, why are you naked?”

Zhang rushed to get her shoes and socks, and I looked at her, but I didn’t react, and the whole man was picked up and put on the couch.

Shoes and socks next to the couch.

I was sitting there, shaking my feet, staring out the window, looking up at Songchuan, whispering:

“Big brother wears it for me. I’m sorry.

“My Lady…”

Zhang spoke in due course and whispered, “I’m going to school soon…”

I looked and said, “You have to wear it for me.” Or I won’t go to school. I’m sorry.

Aunt Chang:

For a long time.

Songchuan fell silently, on his one knee, on a soft mat on the ground, with his hand on the couch to pick up his socks, and reached towards me.

I looked at him and put my foot in his hand.

Had to say.

Songkawa’s hand is as cold as usual.

I’m used to little skirts, so most of them are stockings, from foot to leg bend, just fine.

One foot, and I looked up, and I stepped on Songchuan’s shoes and watched him wear another sock.

183

“Lortex, you’re not looking at 31, are you? I’m sorry.

The moon sits beside me with cookies, looks at the playground with my eyes and laughs, saying, “Didn’t it not work to force the rule?” I’m sorry.

My lips, my lips, my lips.

I don’t know.

The weather has actually turned cold, but the noon sun is still burning, and the last sports class is with Songchuan, and I have never slept in a classroom, even if I have not slept all night.

I know I’m in bad shape.

If you don’t sleep, you don’t eat, you run around the playground in gym class.

I expected to wake up with only one person, but I didn’t expect Songchuan to be there, and I thought this would work a few more times.

“Ah, Lodge!”

“You’re awake!” You scared me. Don’t move. Still hanging water. I’m sorry.

“Students. I’m sorry.

Songcheon opened his mouth in due course, and put his hand on the bedside counter with his hand-packed fish powder, while tearing it down, saying, “Eat and eat.” I’ll do it here. I’m sorry.

184

It’s a surprise to be groaning at me, and it’s an opportunity.

“Go eat. I’m sorry.

When I opened my mouth, I left at once in the month to close the door, I looked on my head at the needle that was still hanging, I sat up a little bit, and looked at the empty infirmary, and said, “Brother.” I’m sorry.

“There are no outsiders here. I’m sorry.

Songchuan lifted up the small table on the bed, put the fish powder on it and said, “You don’t have to call me that. I’m sorry.

It’s over.

It’s like I don’t understand. I’m sorry.

Next second.

Songchuan placed the dishes on the table and went straight outside the infirmary door, without a single stop.

The infirmary is calm.

I looked, and I laughed, and raised my hand and pulled out the needles, and I let blood come out of the needle hole, and I took the table utensils and ate the fish powder.

If that’s too deliberate, then when you get used to it, see if your mom can get back to Lo’s before you get used to it.

185

“My lady, I am loyal to Mr. This is something I cannot say. I’m sorry.

The assistant spoke to me for a couple of seconds, adding, “And, Missy, your grandmother looks forward to this child… If it’s…

I picked my lips, I stood on the roof of the school, and I thought of the grandmother, who was not impressed with me because of her sex, and I couldn’t remember what she looked like, but the way she looked at me.

Boom.

I couldn’t help but laugh, “Did you hear the wind?” I’m sorry.

The assistant, “My lady”? I’m sorry.

And I covered my lips, and looked down at the scene, and said, “What do you think will happen to you if I jump and my phone shows you the last call? I’m sorry.

“Big, young lady…”

“My dad will destroy you for feeling guilty about me. Your subordinates will replace you, be my father’s best helper, and then the world will be gone only by you and me. I’m sorry.

And I enjoyed the wind, and I laughed, and I told him the answer: “My father, after all, would not listen to you, would he?” I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

It’s not like we’re having a baby, okay, so have a child of my sex as a gift to Grandma.

I don’t know.

Look at the bank account where half the money has been taken.

I had one face, turned off my phone, and one man was crouching on the roof, looking at the clouds in the distance and laughing at the irony.

I would prefer you to read.

186

I’ve collated the data of my mother’s predecessors, and I have selected a few women who look younger, according to their looks and figure, and I’ve asked them to give my dad a good look.

That’s funny.

That’s what my dad’s partners are doing, so I’m not afraid to be found.

Just.

It’s nothing. It’s Songchuan.

I don’t know.

Since the last time I wore a sock to draw Songchuan on purpose, he has been watching me from the beginning, opening up a model of early and late return, and has often gone out on holidays and stayed late late at night.

However.

And I didn’t intend to actually test him myself, but when I was looking for my dad’s girlfriend and he was looking for him, where he was hiding, I asked those little sisters to go and even to get him some medicine.

“Fine?”

“Hmm. I’m sorry.

The little sister on the other side of the phone promised to be very good, and then she asked, “What’s next?” Was it the original plan?”

I had a little bit of trouble with my lips, and I started by hating and trying to make SONGkawa’s little video, but it really came to me, and I didn’t answer for half a day.

Although I didn’t mean to go outside, I just wanted to use the video to blackmail my wife and keep her honest, or I’d let her son lose her name, but according to Songchuan’s character, he’d go crazy.

Hello? I’m sorry.

My little sister’s voice came back, and I looked back, and I pressed my cell phone, and I said, “The original plan.” I’m sorry.

187

I waited at home for a reply from my sister, but I waited too long to hear from her. I watched her in the dark living room, and I thought she was asleep.

Plum.

The house was suddenly opened.

And I hurried, but I didn’t react, and I had a fragrance of mints, and I was rounded up, and I was covered in my mouth with hot hands, and I was brought straight upstairs.

Zhang… well…

I consciously called for help, but I was held in the guest’s room by the other side, and when the guest’s room was opened for a long time, it was fresh air, but the people who were on my side, the muscles were beating and burning.

Ziddam.

The door in the room was kicked and I was scared to scream, but the other side went down and blocked my lips, and it was absolutely power-pressed, like I was an animal that I could do.

“Help! I’m sorry.

I beat each other indiscriminately, as if my fingernails had cut through his face, and after a brief shock, I had instinctively tried to run, but was quickly pressed under him.

Brother, help! I’m sorry.

I’m really scared. I used to be the one who told people to take over, but now I’m no match for each other.

“Lorraine. I’m sorry.

Songkawa’s voice suddenly sounded.

It was only when I shed my tears on the covers that it came to pass that the person who now held me in my arms was Songkawa.

188

I choked and breathed, but Songchuan put his hand around my neck, with his hot lips squeezing my earlids and hissing to the extreme, and said, “These are the people you sought? I’m sorry.

And I bit my lips, and there was no squeak, and Songkawa came near my neck, and he choked, and I did not push him, but he grabbed me dead, and said, “Speak.” I’m sorry.

# Whoo-hoo #

Songkawa laughed and said, “I really want to kill you.” Lorraine. Is that how you do things? Do you know you’re breaking the law? I’m sorry.

Every time Songchuan asks, it’s a little loud, but even if I do it again, I’m starting to panic.

I shivered and felt that Songchuan’s breath sprayed between the necks, and began to cry as his heart beats slowly calmed and his eyes were cold: “Big brother, I know it’s wrong I, I don’t dare anymore…”

Songchuan held me tightly, and the whole body was shaking, and his breath was getting thicker, and it took a long time to let me go.

I bit my lips, and I felt the pain of the skin that he was sucking on, and I looked on the ashtray, and thought that I had just been suppressed by Songchuan, and I tried to get out of the bed.

Hot palms hold my ankle.

I was scared and dragged directly into my arms by Songchuan, and I immediately understood what was meant by being a good man without losing my head, and then I turned my hands and said, “Big brother, I really know that I’m wrong and I am… I’m sorry.

“Please, don’t move…”

Songchuan’s thin lips are close to me, and the dark eyes are a little confused:

“Why did you do it?”

I blinked, probably out of survival instincts, with tears in my eyes, lying without a draft, “I’m afraid I like you, so I want you to be with someone else soon…”

“Huh. I’m sorry.

SONG KUWAH LAUGHED, LAUGHD, AND SONG KUWAYED, AND SUMMITED MY NORSH, DEEPLY SwallowS, AND THOUGHT, “Yo, I’m in your evil. Lorraine, I like you…”

“What, what…”

I was staring in the wrong eye.

“Don’t be afraid, I won’t touch you, I just feel bad. Lorraine…”

189

I don’t know if Songchuan is out of his mind, but the last thing he said, I believe only the second sentence, and he left me in the bathroom for half a day.

I’m all alone in the bed, I’m not even strong enough to get out of the bed, I’m constricted and I just feel like I’m getting hot.

I don’t know.

The next day.

When I was sitting, I was already in my room.

If it wasn’t for a clear kiss on the neck, I’d be wondering if I was dreaming.

Stand by the water table.

I didn’t fall asleep, I pulled my neck and looked at it for a little while, I tried to brush my teeth with my toothbrush, but just as soon as I got to my mouth, my tongue was so numb…

By the time my teeth were brushed, my ears were red, my toothbrush was thrown in the sink and my lid was removed from the lid.

That’s nothing.

You can’t steal a chicken without eating rice?

I don’t know.

I think so.

By the time I came downstairs, Songchuan had finished breakfast and said hello to Zhang as if he were okay.

“You stand, stop…”

Morning. I’m sorry.

Songkawa looked at me on the steps as if I was sarcasm and said, “Shall I put your shoes on?” I’m sorry.

Boo!

Did he really say he liked me last night?

I seriously doubt it’s me or he’s playing dumb.

190.

There was always a lot of noise in the leisure of classes, most of them headed towards basketball courts or supermarkets.

But, as if I’m certain, I hate being a bad person in my head. I almost lost my tongue last night.

I don’t know.

“Ah, Lodge, I smelled you a little familiar. I’m sorry.

When did the moon come to me? I looked back and looked at her on my shoulder and whispered, “What tastes like.” I’m sorry.

What’s up?

I dazzled, pulled my own clothes, smelled like I really smelled mint on Songchuan.

“How are you and 31 getting along?” I’m sorry.

I was holding on to my jaw, poking around the pen on the table, and I was about to say something, and I heard a scream about what month was coming, and then she sat up, and she knocked on the screen of her cell phone, very excitedly.

“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.

I asked unconsciously.

“The fish cp’s story has been reported!” Someone must have had a red eye! Why are so many Songchuan cps? I’m sorry.

Zip, just a word.

191.

I didn’t take this seriously, but it was Song who reported it to me himself, and turned it off.

“No, no, no, no. So, this is it?”

“What was it that you two didn’t talk about?” I’m sorry.

I bit my lips. “What can I talk to him about? I’m sorry.

What month: …

I look at her little face and laughs, but it’s even more surprising that Songchuan reported on me and his post on the wall.

I don’t know.

No, no, no. Did these two break up again?

I’ll be back when I’m done.

[Songkawa]

I don’t know.

I don’t know why Songchuan was anxious to leave me alone, but he underestimated the power of gossip, and soon someone asked him how to report the fish?

Songchuan didn’t come back, and there’s a lot of comments coming up.

192

It was probably the end of the furfry, Song Chuan Moo-moo deleted the comment and was hung directly, and the photo of him carrying me to the infirmary the other day was topless.

I look across the screen and I want to laugh for no reason.

I don’t know.

I’d love to see Songchuan’s joke, but it didn’t take long for me to laugh because, as one of my clients, I’ve been talking about it all the time, and I’ve been looking at it with a little look.

Boom.

This dog man.

If you like it, you’ll have to hide it. If you don’t need to use him to hold your mother, I’d like to clarify.

“Lorraine Little Sister. I’m sorry.

What kind of month thought cp had a chance to come back and look me in the eye, “What happened to you and Songkawa?” I’m sorry.

I looked at her with my hand on the jaw and looked at her, and in the look she looked forward to, and I ran away with the bag, “You ask him.” I’m sorry.

What month: …

193.

I’m trying to use this to pick up Songchuan, but Songchuan is more and more capable of hiding, and he can’t be caught anywhere. I suspect that he was an agent in his last life, and I’ll have to wait in his room.

For safety’s sake, I wore two pants and had a knife in my pocket.

But.

I slept in his room for days before I found out he was in the guest room.

I don’t know.

Stop! I’m sorry.

As Songchuan returns to the guest room, I walk to the door, and I put my foot up against the door frame, blocking his way, with his eyebrow: “What are you running for? My heart is weak. I’m sorry.

Songchuan looked at me with his face, and he said, “Get out of the way. I’m sorry.

I laughed, “No. I’m sorry.

Soongkawa turned his head and left, and I bit my teeth, and dragged him to the door, and put him in his sight, and said, “Throw me, and I will scream and watch Aunt Zhang go upstairs.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan: …

Songkawa’s waist pole stood up to the wall, staring at me, slightly overlooking me, and saying, “Lorraine, there’s a limit to joking.” I’m sorry.

And I reached out with my fingertips on his chest, and my feet stepped directly on his shoes, leaning on his head, and approached him, laughing, saying, “Tell me the limits, I see you’re joking.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan’s thin lips are so tight, my ears are so red, I can feel them. He’s so nervous now that the five officials, who were so milky, are so innocent.

194

I reached out with my hand, squeezing his earlids.

When Songkawa raised his hand, he grabbed my wrist and said, “Don’t go too far.” I’m sorry.

I laughed, “I’m not going too far. I’m not going too far that night.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan seems to have been pissed off, turned me against the wall, turned me on in anger: “If you hadn’t let them drug me, I wouldn’t have…

“So you remember what happened that night, you remember it well. I’m sorry.

I broke Songchuan’s words, staring at his dark pupils and smiling, “Right? I’m sorry.

Songchuan: …

I learned the way he spoke the other night, whispering, “I really got caught up with you…”

I don’t know.

Songchuan’s a bit crazy and is about to leave, but I didn’t know there was a sudden footsteps downstairs.

Sookawa got scared and pushed me into the guest room and turned off the lights.

Don’t make a sound. I’m sorry.

Songkawa looked at me with his cold eyes, pulled me down, reached out his hand to cover my mouth, laughed, reached out to his jaw and leaned over.

I don’t know.

The footsteps outside the door passed.

Songchuan’s breath has become a little short, and he looks at me, and whispers, “You…”

“Oh, Master? Master? Why is this room open? Where is it? I’m sorry.

I’m stunned, so I forget to close the door to Songkawa’s room.

“Do you want to be my boyfriend? I’m sorry.

“You think I’m stupid?”

195.

Boom.

I laughed and kissed him in the face while he listened carefully.

Boom.

It’s not too heavy, but it rings in this dark and quiet room.

Master?

Aunt Zhang came to the door, made an exploratory sound and knocked again.

Songkawa looked at me with shame, and I blinked and shrugged my innocent shoulder.

Next second.

Sonchuan, who covered my mouth, took me to my bedroom despite my struggle, dragged me into my mouth with a towel, wrapped me up in a cupboard with a blanket.

I didn’t know how long it had been since the conversation at the door had stopped and the door had finally been opened. Songchuan pulled the towel out of my mouth, and I looked at him and said, “Songchuan, my lord! I’m sorry.

Songchuan looked at me and whispered, “Will you stop it, you really are the best girl I’ve ever seen to grind.” Can’t you just focus on learning? I’m sorry.

And I looked at him, and I said, “Of course I can. You and I are in love, and I’m learning. I’m sorry.

Songchuan: All right. I’m sorry.

196.

Boo!

He said yes too fast. I wonder if he sold himself.

But.

It turns out, just as he admitted to being my boyfriend in his office the other day, he was trying to save time and take care of me.

I don’t know.

“The English word is 50 words a day, 10 words a week, a small essay. I’m sorry.

“There are two sets of these over here in math. You finish them in a week. I’m sorry.

“Language is the only thing that makes sense. I’m sorry.

The printout is on the tea table, and I look to Songchuan with a glass of milk, and I’m about to open my mouth, and Zhang laughs, “You’re going to study with the young lady. I’m sorry.

Songchuan responded with a small voice and then said: “She is going with me today, not in the car. I’m sorry.

When did I say that?

I don’t know.

I stood there in a little dress in the cold of the morning and shivered with the freezing and displeasure to look at Songchuan: “What do you mean?” I’m sorry.

“Don’t you want to be my girlfriend? Get in the car. I’m sorry.

Songchuan rides his bike to the side, looks at me, and says, “You can turn back.” I’m sorry.

I was upset, “Why didn’t you ride with me?” I’m sorry.

“So you want me to turn back?” I’m sorry.

197.

I feel like I’m being played by Songchuan.

By the time I sat in the back of his bicycle and went to school, I was frozen and I reached straight to Songchuan to warm my clothes.

“Robert! I’m sorry.

“I’m cold. Shouldn’t you give me a hand as a boyfriend? I’m sorry.

Songkawa didn’t squeak, just let me put my hand in his pocket.

But it’s really cold in the morning, and I’m cold in the classroom, and it’s only been a half day, and I’m starting to complain about what I’ve been thinking about, and I’ve been messing with myself.

When I saw the rain outside, I was all bad and sent a direct message to the driver, who said that the young master had asked him to leave and that he was in the field.

Watching the message from the SONG dog on the phone screen, I bit on my lips, I ignored him, I looked at the donkey, and I didn’t have time to go to school, and I started having a fever, and I went to the infirmary to call the school doctor.

198

Worse.

My period is over, and my stomach hurts so bad.

I don’t know.

“The little girl changed her season, why are she wearing a dress? I’m sorry.

“…”

And I strangled in my bed, cried with my stomach covered, and it hurt so much that I decided not to play with Songkawa. It was not funny. It was the first day that I didn’t make a fool of him, and I broke into it.

I don’t know how I got home, and I woke up in my room, and I was confused to hear Songchuan talking to Aunt Zhang.

“Uncle Zhang, it’s early in the morning. Take a break. I’ll do it. I’m sorry.

“Ah, red sugar on the nightstand. I’m sorry.

I heard the door close.

I looked at Songchuan and looked at what he had seen and went straight into the covers and didn’t want to talk to him.

“When I woke up, I drank red sugar. I’m sorry.

Songchuan was lying by my bed, trying to rip me off, I saw his wrist, and I got him.

Songchuan didn’t struggle but said, “Drink the sugar when you’ve had enough.” I’m sorry.

I blinked, I felt my stomach sore, I cried in my blanket, and I cried.

I don’t know.

Songchuan extended his hand to me to wipe my tears, and I choked and threw his hand at him, “I deserve it, leave it to you.” I’m sorry.

Turn your back to Songchuan.

I’m not going to talk to him until I’m asleep and I feel a hand in the water bag.

It’s like immersing in a light mint.

I choked and felt held in my arms.

199.

Night till dawn.

Cell phone buzzing.

I was tired of holding the big bear in my dream, but I followed him and heard his voice like Songkawa, as if he were talking to someone. “Robert! How are you? Better?”

The bear touched my forehead and fell asleep and said, “The fever is down. I’m sorry.

“You are, you are 31!”

The sound on the other side of the phone was so loud that I was so shocked that I opened my eyes and saw Songchuan looking at the phone screen in the wrong way, and I just hung up without thinking.

Four-eye relative.

I blinked and almost felt my whole body hanging on Songchuan, and his bathrobe was a little bit messy, and his chest skin was dazzling, and his breath of mint was ablaze.

Songkawa took a look at me, so he got up calmly, but almost fell off the bed and ran away.

Dog man.

200.

With regard to the month of the bombing of the message, I responded directly to her and said that she needed rest.

[MOAN]: All right, all right. Then get some rest.

I was on my lips and I was about to turn off my phone, and I saw the text from Songchuan the other day, not to eat, but to remind me that the cup was filled with ginger soup.

Huh.

Dude, you’re still ready to play me.

I don’t know.

I wanted to wait for him to settle the score, but after a while, I found out he was always sneaking into my room.

Light mints coming.

And I lay in my bed in my eyes, and I felt a little cold hand on my forehead, so that my heart might tremble, and when his hands were opened, my eyes were opened and I looked.

Only one person in a blue-and-white school uniform came back with a pot of water and a hot water, and a long, white hand ripped open my cup and poured red sugar.

I’ve prepared my workbook, and I’m sitting on the couch, and I’m going to start writing his own papers.

Boom.

He came back at noon to pour water and write his homework in my room?

Aunt Cheung…

I was covered in blankets and softly said, “My stomach hurts…”

Next second.

SONG CHOI QUITS: “Does it hurt? I’m sorry.

“There’s a brother, there’s no pain. I’m sorry.

I held Songchuan in my wrist and blinked and looked at him with my eyelids. I’m sorry.

Songchuan: …

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Songchuan looked at me wrongly and said, “Do you pretend to be sick?” I’m sorry.

“No way.”

And I grunted, and looked at his dark eyes, and said, “I was sick because I was chasing my boyfriend.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan: …

“I was wrong to make you sick. I’m sorry.

Songkawa’s rare, honest and gentle attempt to draw his hand out of the blanket, whispering, “Let go, I apologize.” This thing with men and women…”

Wait till Songchuan finishes.

I quickly covered his mouth, cut off his hand, kissed him and laughed, “Well, I forgive you. I’m sorry.

After all.

It’s a long day.

Songchuan: …

The sun fell on Songchuan’s shoulder, but his side was delicate, but his eyes were on me for a while and he stopped talking.

I don’t want to hear it either.

I know what he’s trying to say is to clear me.

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I was still going to take Songchuan and take his car, but after one or two times, he gave up his bike, picked a motorcycle and swiped me in the first place, and he had to wear a helmet.

“I don’t want this color, it’s not good-looking. I’m sorry.

I frowned and looked at the helmet as gray and grunted, “I wore a pink dress!” I’m sorry.

Songchuan: …

“The last time that one was thrown, put this on first and buy pink at night. I’m sorry.

“Huh? I’m sorry.

I thought Songchuan was joking, but I didn’t think he would take me to the night market to pick out the helmet for the pink cat.

The lights of the night market were striking, but they were on Songchuan, but they looked like he was long, with a little bit of seriousness in his clear eyes.

“Don’t like kittens. I’m sorry.

I turned my mouth and said I didn’t like it, and then I stood in front of the shop and watched him go in with his boss and get his new helmet.

Maybe a dozen.

The boss is already a little impatient, and I’m like, “You know what? I’m sorry.

I’m pulling my mouth off and I’m getting ready to go back, and Songchuan touches my hair and whispers to my boss: “Boss, I’ll buy a blue one, and you find me another pink one. I’m sorry.

Again, the boss found a pink little hedgehog helmet, “It’s really gone. I’m sorry.

“It’s better to buy cats. I’m sorry.

“It suits you. I’m sorry.

I bite my lips, I look down at Songchuan, and say, “Oh, yes, I remember someone who said I was a hedgehog. I’m sorry.

Songchuan stunned, turning his mouth and making an innocent look.

I’m browsing, “You said that. I’m sorry.

Songchuan smiles, “No mistake. I’m sorry.

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I bite my lips and I comfort myself with my good man’s face, but I pinched Songkawa’s face with my hands. I’m sorry.

Hiss. I’m sorry.

Songchuan didn’t fight back, and he looked at me with fog, and said, “No. I’m sorry.

That’s about it.

When I looked at him, I took his helmet and I put it on, and I climbed on the motorcycle, “Go home.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan smiled, raised his hand to take me off the car, removed my helmet from the head of the car, pulled my head off my ear, leaned over me and said, “Have a meal?” I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

I thought Songchuan was going to be romantic and he took me for a candlelight dinner, and he took me for an old noodle, and I didn’t want to go in there just standing at the door.

It’s too small.

So clean enough in the shop, I picked a corner to sit down, looked at some retrospects, and started to turn on my phone.

Dad, is Lope well now?

I turned my back and looked at Songkawa, who was standing at the table pouring drinks, and said, “Don’t worry about having a brother taking care of me.”

Daddy: Good boy, it’s your little brother’s birthday. Don’t mess with him.

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Songkawa’s birthday?

I looked down to Songchuan, but I found him looking at me, and he didn’t turn away from me.

Don’t you buy cakes on your birthday?

I stood up to my jaw, looked at the table, picked up Songchuan’s open chopsticks, smelled the scent, and thought eating noodles was a good choice.

It’s just that, in my opinion, there’s no cake for birthdays.

I don’t know.

Not to mention.

He’s my boyfriend now. He’s just playing, but he’s got a few rows.

After eating with Songchuan, he was happy and went home behind my back.

More than 10:00 in the night.

I ordered fireworks and cakes, and I was thinking of putting them on the roof, but they couldn’t move, and they just left them in the back garden.

Sitting on the fireworks, I watched the courier leave, sipping out, making a voice call to Songkawa.

“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.

“Come to the garden and show you something. I’m sorry.

Songkawa smiled, “Stop it, okay? I’m sorry.

I stunned him, and I tried to sway him, but I was soft, “You will not come down.”

Songchuan: Down. I’m sorry.

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Listening to him so fast, I don’t know why he always looked cold before.

When Songchuan came downstairs, I lit fireworks.

Not fast or slow.

When he went out, he could see the pyrotechnics flying up to the sky, and the bright lights were on the pool in the back garden, as the light went down, so as to appease the agitation in the night.

“Look at the fireworks I picked. I’m sorry.

I had to walk to Songchuan and suddenly think of my dad as a spoiled woman and try to hold Songchuan’s shoulder.

Songchuan looked at me with a sparkle in his bright eyes, with a smile, and touched my head, “It’s not bad. I’m sorry.

“It’s very nice. I’m sorry.

And a cold finger passed through my hair, and gushed upon my earlids without notice, and I bit my lips, and fought.

Songchuan agrees with the sound of children, leaning down on my forehead, stomping on my lips, saying, “Well, especially good.” I’m sorry.

The familiar fragrance is at the tip of the nose.

I don’t know what’s wrong with his eyes. I don’t know what’s wrong with him.

A moment.

It’s like being caught in a soft net, with a pyrotechnic roar in your ear, shaking your senses.

Very soft kiss.

It’s like a dream.

“Robert.”

I just feel like I’m drowning in Songkawa’s eyes, and I don’t know what to say.

Songkawa’s mouth smiles and looks so pure under the pyrotechnic fire, “Okay. I’m sorry.

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After the birthday.

I think Songchuan is getting more comfortable with me, and I say he’s never going west, he’ll cook me sushi and sandwiches, and sometimes make cake, like he can do anything.

Dude.

He makes me feel like shit.

I always knew that he and I had no future, that he was just a tool.

I don’t know.

“Oh, this sushi is good, Lotte. Did you make this yourself? I’m sorry.

“Not really. I’m sorry.

“What aunt did you do? I’m sorry.

The moon was so excited that I looked at the sushi in my eyebrow, and I looked at the text that had not yet been completed, and I was just about to eat another sushi, and it turned out that the box was empty and it was all in the stomach.

“You…”

I spit out a word, and for a moment I felt like I was being robbed, but I realized it was just a box of sushi.

Just.

This sushi is made by Songkawa.

It’s no big deal.

I looked in the mouth of the moon, and I put my lips in my mouth and I wringed her thermostat and handed it to her.

“Ooh, it’s delicious. I’m sorry.

“I don’t think so. I’m sorry.

I looked at that face of Moon as if it was not working.

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When I was a kid, I didn’t eat anything, and my dad didn’t forbid me to eat anything to prevent me from being fooled by little boys.

In his words, when people eat, it’s easy to relax, and I’m the only one who’s ever experienced it, and it’s not that easy to cheat my nerves with high salt and oil.

It’s like sweet words, my dozen ex-boyfriends said so much, and when I heard the first sentence, I knew what the next sentence was, which tasted like nothing, and I didn’t want it.

I don’t know.

It’s not bad for me like Songchuan, it’s just that he wasn’t on my short notice KO.

What’s so good about Songchuan?

I held my jaw in my hand and looked at the month when I started tearing up the cookie box again, and I asked without my heart.

What’s with the cookies, handing me a piece, laughing, “It’s cool.” I’m sorry.

And I said, “You’re looking at that kind of cool, and suddenly you’re looking at a guy who’s so good-looking. If you see more, you won’t be so rare. I’m sorry.

And when the moon approached me, he laughed, and said, “You didn’t listen to me when you looked at me and you knew that I was always talking to you.” In addition to being pretty, the brain is very bright. I’m sorry.

“Huh? I’m sorry.

I look at the moon, and I can’t help but laugh at it, “What’s so great about it, I will.” I’m sorry.

What’s so surprising, “You too?”

I said, “Look what the experts have you to buy. Just buy the rest. I’m sorry.

What month: …

Most afraid of the air being quiet.

I had my lips on my lips, and I suddenly realized why the moon was staring at me, and I didn’t see myself. I’m sorry.

The moon moved its nose, so I took a deep breath and said, “Lorraine, I remember you didn’t mention 31 before. And… the smell of your body is really like 31. I’m sorry.

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I smiled and said, “What was the month of the bath?” But I didn’t even know how to tear my clothes and shivering my neck.

Looks like there’s really a light mint.

I don’t know.

“Oh, isn’t that Lorraine? I’m sorry.

“Oh…”

And what kind of restaurant was it? And I met Songchuan and his classmates, by accident, unlike the last time, when they looked at me, they all had fun in their eyes.

“Uh… ..Robert, change of house?”

“No change. I’m sorry.

I looked at Songchuan and looked at him, I picked his underbrow and sat directly at the table next to him.

“Aigoo, come over. I’m sorry.

Songchuan! I’m sorry.

There are a few who fear the world to remain in peace, if they look at Songkawa and even look at me from time to time.

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“Do you want a table? Eat together…”

Songchuan’s classmate symbolically called me with the intention of inviting me, but when the voice came down, Han Xianzawa walked in and scared the fellow in a moment.

Sitting next to me, Han Yusawa lays one hand on the table, staring at me, and then picks up the menu from the table and sends it to the moon, whispering, “What do you want? I’m sorry.

“Uh…”

The month when he raised his lips in embarrassment, he was forced to look into her eyes and to cast upon me the look for help.

I went out and went straight through the menu, and I began to look up, and I ordered some food that I loved, and I ordered something I liked to eat, and I carried my hand to the waiter.

“Call the tables. I’m sorry.

Songkawa suddenly opened his mouth.

Han Xinzawa’s impatience, staring at Songchuan and whispering, “What is wrong with you?” I’m sorry.

“Songkawa, sit next to my girlfriend. What do you say?” I’m sorry.

I: ?

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Didn’t we agree to keep it secret at school?

I’m a little confused, but soon I heard from Songchuan’s classmates remind him, “This is Han Xianzawa, not your time. I’m sorry.

Everyone else thought Songchuan was helping me.

I don’t know.

“Call table. I’m sorry.

Songchuan sounds.

Han Xuanzawa stood up and looked at Song Tsang, and got angry in front of Song Tsang. My people are too. I’m sorry.

“Sir, say something. I’m sorry.

The waiter was too busy to stop it, but Han was able to throw the waiter away and lift his hand and tear the boys off.

“Han Xinzawa. I’m sorry.

I was cold, and I said, “Do you dare to touch him and try?” I’m sorry.

Han Xuanzawa’s hands stood up to Songchuan’s table and looked down at me with displeasure, whispering, “Lorraine, what do you mean?” You just talk to me about him?”

I laughed, “I’m not just gonna be mean, I’m doing it.” I’m sorry.

Han Hae-tae:

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If he’s so angry, I thought Han was going to throw his hand away, and he opened his mouth and said, “Let’s do it, I’ll do it, okay? Lorraine, last time I was wrong. I’m mistaken. I’m sorry.

Man:

In the month, there was some unlucky relief, and even the waiter fell down.

I don’t know.

It’s true that the table is in the back, but I didn’t go out to look for him without waiting.

He’s so grown up, he doesn’t have to starve himself, unless he’s deliberately…

Almost at night.

While everyone else had gone out for dinner, I went to Songchuan’s door and tried to find out if he was there, and Han was called by Han Yusai as soon as I arrived.

“Lorraine. I’m sorry.

Han Jin-taek took a picture of the next guy’s shoulder, and then he stood before me laughing, and suddenly he started to say that he was impulsive at noon, saying that at the end of the day there was a deep look, “You’re not mad at me. You came to me, didn’t you?

What’s this all about? I’m hooking up with Songchuan.

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“Lortex, let’s get back together. I’m sorry.

Han Zeyton was a second away, whispering, “I don’t want to be a senior. I’m sorry.

I opened up my mouth, and I was ready to answer, and then I scoured the light and stood beside Songchuan, without saying a word, staring at me in silence, with a few insinuations…

When I opened my mouth and was ready to open my mouth, Songkawa turned around and left the stairs.

What do you mean?

Han Jin-taek reached out and grabbed my wrist, and I was about to rub him, and I saw the headmaster come over…

I don’t know.

I’m in love again, I’m in trouble, I’m in trouble, I’m in trouble, and I say, “What is wrong with you?” I’m sorry.

If you don’t wait for me to answer the question, the headmaster is going to say hello to Han Xie-sawa. I’m sorry.

It’s probably too much for my class teacher to talk to the headmaster.

I opened my mouth and said to the master: “No, listen to me.” I’m sorry.

The class director looked at me like, “You explain. I’m sorry.

And I bit my lips, and some of the voices came out without a hand: “Whomever I like, you do not know.” I’m sorry.

Headmaster: …

Han Jin-taek, “Who?”

“It’s none of your business, you learn your lesson.” I’m sorry.

Han Hae-tae:

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That’s all I’m saying, my class teacher finally reacted and didn’t ask the headmaster who I liked, spoke directly to the headmaster and took me out.

Get out of there.

I thought I was relieved, and I saw Songchuan standing at the door.

I don’t know.

“You’re so good. You didn’t know to take her? Let’s go to college together. Doesn’t it smell good? I’m sorry.

I bit on my lips and heard my teacher say, “I’m shorter than Songchuan. Although my head is shorter than his, and I can only reach his chest, I will not admit that I am less intelligent than him.”

Songkawa put his hand in his pocket, with his hand in his hand, with his papers, looked down to my class director and whispered, “Sam.” I’m sorry.

A nice ball…

The teacher looked at me and turned on the model, “Don’t run across the street all day, do more questions, spend more time together.” I’m sorry.

I wanted to go as soon as the teacher left, but I didn’t expect Songkawa to stop me.

I bit my lip, and I thought he was going straight downstairs, and I tried to get away from him, so this guy came and went back and forth a few times, and I was going to hit him, and he took me in his arms.

Clean mints full of fragrance.

Songchuan leaned in my ear, as though he were poignant, whispering: “I’m hungry. I’m sorry.

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Say it.

The soundproofing of the office was really bad, I was held in Songchuan’s arms, and I was able to hear the teacher’s voice, especially clear…

Let go. I’m sorry.

I tried to keep my voice down and speak to him.

Songchuan, with his mouth on his mouth, was holding him even tighter, laughing so brightly in my ear, “I can’t hear it outside. It’s a reverse. I’m sorry.

This guy…

Why do I feel like he’s getting like a little fool?

The fool’s hungry, of course. I didn’t think he was really hungry.

“Hello. I’m sorry.

“Did you eat at lunch?” I’m sorry.

Songchuan blinked with his eyes clean and understood, and quickly sneered with his smile and said, “Eat.” I’m sorry.

And I said, “Why do you see me? I’m sorry.

Songchuan: …

I guess I didn’t realize that Songchuan almost choked, took a bite of soup and kept his head down.

With my hand on my chin, I reached out to him with my foot, and I had a flash of light in my head, and I remembered that one of the “ex-boyfriends” had a similar situation, and I laughed, and I asked, “You’re jealous. I’m sorry.

And Songkawa’s red lips looked at me in silence, and I thought he would deny it, and he answered, “Well.” I’m sorry.

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You know what it means to hit?

I think that Songkawa’s, um, makes me feel bad and it’s very bad.

Wanted to travel a few seconds ago.

Shut up.

If you shut up, you won’t feel sorry for him.

I don’t know.

“Uh … you drink soup. I’m sorry.

“Oh. I’m sorry.

Songchuan bows his head down, and his hands are like jade, and his bowl is soft.

And at night, as usual, I came home in Songchuan’s car, and I watched the wind blow through his horns, and my lips were covered in meditation.

I really think 31.

I looked at the news of the month and I responded to a desperate look.

When you were brought to the office today, it was 31 to find the teacher to get you.

I bite my lips, I don’t know how to answer, I’ve been blowing cold wind at night for a long time, and I’m going to blow my head off or feel like a mess.

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Dark and quiet nights are high school battlefields.

At the end of the homework, I was tired and I was down on the table, watching Songkawa look seriously under the light, with some imprudent arms bending and lying down and sleeping there.

I wonder how long it took Songchuan to ask: “What college do you want to go to?” I’m sorry.

I’m sleepy and I feel like I’m hugged by him, and I’m used to hug his neck, leaning around his neck, whispering, “Whatever, stay in the river, stay with my dad.” I’m sorry.

I’m a senior, and I don’t want to go that far.

I don’t know.

It’s getting cold.

It’s raining. It’s when we’re cooking ginger tea.

When her stepmother entered the door, she was wearing a hand-made coat, which was fully armed, with a medical tape on her back that had not been torn off.

I guess I didn’t think I was sitting at the door with a little chair watching the rain, and she was surprised for a second, laughing, “Lorraine.” I’m sorry.

I smile softly, Aunt. I’m sorry.

“Mom. I’m sorry.

Kogawa. I’m sorry.

Songchuan came out of the kitchen with ginger tea and laughed, and her stepmother ripped the tape off her hand without trace and put it in her pocket.

I looked at her in a series of small movements, and I looked at her in the belly and fell into the rain.

“Baby. I’m sorry.

Dad! I’m sorry.

I heard my dad’s voice, stood up in time and jumped over it. I’m sorry.

“Yo, my little ancestor. I’m sorry.

My dad’s been working on his body for a long time, and he picked me up and took me for a second. I’m sorry.

My dad saw me and he said, “Just kidding, see what Dad bought you.” I’m sorry.

I’m wondering. My dad pulled a sapphire necklace out of his pocket. It’s a very simple style.

Just.

I can’t help but think of the many precious stones I’ve received, and I can’t help but ask the lower lip, and I can’t help but say, “Dad, have you done something wrong to please me with this?” I’m sorry.

“Ah, you little brat of course not. I’m sorry.

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“Robert, have tea.”

Songchuan stretched out his hand to my wrist, pulled me out of my dad’s hand, touched my head and handed me the ginger tea.

“Uncle. I’m sorry.

“Hey. I’m sorry.

My dad smiled, looked at me, and he whispered, “Now he knows his brother well.” I’m sorry.

“Come in and have some tea. I’m sorry.

My mouth moved slightly, pretending to drink tea, and I avoided the subject, turning around with the eyes of my late mother, holding Songkawa’s hand and dragging him to the couch.

“Honey. I’m sorry.

She smiled a little awkwardly, staring at Songchuan and whispering: “Go get her uncle a cup of tea.” I’m sorry.

And I gave my father my tea, and dragged Songkawa naturally, and whispered, “Daddy, drink mine, and my brother and I fell again.” I’m sorry.

Mother:

It’s time to get along.

Songchuan used to hold my hand and followed me to the kitchen without realizing that I and my stepmother had begun to look at each other.

He was really pouring tea, and I couldn’t help but look out the door, and I saw my late mother pulling Zhang’s arm and it seemed like he was talking.

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Time for dinner.

I thought it was the first day I came back, so I couldn’t pull the curtain on the war, but my mom opened her mouth and said, “Sikawa, you’re a senior, you have to hurry up. I think you should stay in school. I’m sorry.

Songchuan’s hand with chopsticks wimped, looked at her with some surprise, then instinctively looked at me, and he was confused.

How so?

I found out that after Songchuan and I were in love, he was a little off-line.

He was blindfolded and whispered: “No. I’m sorry.

Queen-mom softly, “Awakawa. I’m sorry.

I picked up a strawberries with my hand, biting and laughing, “Big brother, I think it’s good to stay in school. Let’s go together. I’m sorry.

“Here, Lorelei, there’s not a good family in the dorm…”

I said, “I don’t have that tenderness, auntie. Isn’t that right, Dad?”

My dad was flipping the paper, and when he heard me call him, he laughed, “Well, whatever. I’m sorry.

Mother:

I didn’t want to use Songchuan so quickly, but my sister-in-law felt something and broke into her study room and saw her tutor here.

There’s been a lot of back and forth.

Songchuan also started to notice, saying, “Mom, do you want to ask?” I’m sorry.

You’re too direct.

I didn’t know I was pulling the horn of Songchuan, and my sister-in-law was scared by this saying, “No, nothing.” Just watch you learn tired. I want you to go back to your room. I’m sorry.

I softly said, “Big brother’s got homework to finish.”

My sister-in-law looked at me and she was smiling, but there was something different in her eyes.

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When she saw Songchuan wearing my helmet in the morning, I carried my hand to Songchuan’s waist with my hands in his pocket.

I’m not used to looking up, I just want to see where my stepmother is hiding to see me and Songchuan.

The weather is fast turning cold.

I began to look forward to the snow this year.

SONG KUWAKWAYS HANDS HANDS THROUGH MY HANDS, CUT DOWN RIGHT DOWN, PUT MY HANDS ON HIS GUY, WORTHING, “Is it cold? I’m sorry.

The warm touch makes me a little timid.

“Not cold. I’m sorry.

And We looked upon Songkawa with a thick eyelashes, squeezing the soft flesh of his neck.

SONG KUWAA ZUZO was crouching around his neck, bending his lips, leaning his hand on my back, and whispering, “I want to report the university of Jiangdu, but I have not yet chosen one.” Have you thought about it?”

Edu University?

He’s not going abroad?

I suddenly felt a bit of a headache, even a bit of a pain, and walked out of my mouth, saying, “You have good grades and you can go to better schools abroad.” I’m sorry.

SONG WAKES: “It’s not bad in the country. I’m sorry.

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Honestly.

I have always felt that challenging the certainty of the future with emotional uncertainty is in itself a stupid act.

It’s not so bad in the country, but I know what the school is, and I want to stay with my dad, but I’m not really thinking about staying here, just saying.

My real intention is to go to Kokyungta.

I don’t want to go to a university with Songchuan, and he says, “Let me have the feeling that I didn’t kill Bain, and that he died because of me.”

God.

I feel like I’m in a dead end. I can’t breathe a sense of infamous guilt.

I don’t know.

“Lorraine. I’m sorry.

Songchuan saw me not squeaking, snuggling around me, whispering, “Why don’t you talk? I’m sorry.

“I’ve changed my mind. I want to go abroad and study in the best general college. I’m sorry.

It’s like Songkawa doesn’t believe me.

And I said, “If I don’t get there, I’ll make my dad pay for a student loan. I’m sorry.

SONG CHOON: “It depends on the score. Your grades are not enough. I’m sorry.

I look down and I look down at Songkawa, and this guy’s not gonna be a boyfriend.

Songkawa took his lips and pinched my face and whispered, “I teach you.” I’m sorry.

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The days have passed, the year has turned, and the day has come for the third-year school schedule.

Head of my class.

I went to the office to look at it, but the teacher didn’t stop me at all, and I didn’t have to go through it, and I said, “The Songcheon newspaper is a foreign xx-type university. I’m sorry.

I feel relieved, but the teacher quickly added, “This is not a gap that money can fill.” You’ve got time to learn, work hard, get into the same area, okay? I’m sorry.

And I’m like, “Teacher, my dad’s Lorraine. I’m sorry.

The teacher swung me and laughed, shaking his head and sighing, “Well, you didn’t say it. But I have to say, you’re 19 years old and you should study. I’m sorry.

I was like, “I’m not even two years old. I’m still 17. I’m sorry.

“As you say, I’m only 28.” It’s 18 on the ID, Lope. I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

It’s like my stepmother’s belly, and I can’t see it, but I can only think that she’s wearing her clothes.

She’s still like a mobile monitor, and she’s always around Songchuan and me, and even my dad can’t help but go to the library and say, “The kids are doing their homework, you should rest early. I’m sorry.

And she smiled softly and whispered, “I was thinking…”

“You rest. I’m sorry.

Zhang gave the fruit to the study and whispered: “I will come and see them at regular intervals and give them something to eat and drink.” I’m sorry.

Mother:

After Zhang’s fruit was released, he went out to cook, and my dad came out with a hint at his stepmother, and the room was just like the three of us.

“Mom.” Go get some rest. I’m sorry.

My sister-in-law turned her head, turned out of the room, took a pen and started talking to me, but my thoughts were completely off the list, because I didn’t hear the door closing.

“At the bottom…”

Songchuan is not finished.

I came over and kissed him, and I watched him look at him in the wrong way, and I said, “What do you want?” I’m sorry.

The incandescent lights shined in Songkawa’s eyes and burned me.

I’m like, “Oh, come on. I’m sorry.

Songchuan pulled the horn, dropped the pen in his hand, held my head and kissed me.

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That moment.

A sense of excitement, called stimuli, took over my senses.

I don’t know.

I feel like I did it, but Songchuan took me out of the chair to the table with his hands on my waist and deepened the kiss.

I’m losing my mind with my breath, and I’m letting the door be pushed unwittingly…

A few metres apart.

She looked at me with surprise, she couldn’t say a word, and she looked at me with a smile.

“Lorraine. I’m sorry.

Songchuan put me down on the table and whispered in my ear, “Do you know what you are doing, huh?”

I looked at him innocently, and my lips dazzled, and I laughed, “Didn’t my brother kiss?” I’m sorry.

Songkawa’s throat was rolling, and dark, dark eyes ran over my eyelids, whispering, and the eye was like, “Speak human words.” I’m sorry.

223.

I said, “Isn’t that human? I’m sorry.

Songkawa’s eyes were dark and whispered: “The next time you do this, I’m really sorry. I’m sorry.

“You’re welcome. I’m sorry.

I lifted my lips and laughed.

In fact, after so long with Songchuan, I realized that Songchuan was trying to scare me by being separated and by really establishing his relationship, he rarely kissed me, much less ever thinking about it, and that my heart would be so red.

Embrace and hold hands are the most common things we do.

That’s why I’m all the more confused, staring at the door of a library where no one can see me anymore, and I don’t know when I’m going to do it, either after my stepmother sits at Tsukiko or after Songkawa is finished.

I don’t know.

Until one day later.

After a three-year-old simulation exam, a few days off in a senior year, my dad went out to talk business, Zhang went out to buy food, and it was just me and my stepmother.

My late mother and I naturally had nothing to say and went upstairs in a simple fashion, but she forgot to take her cell phone and ran down in a hurry.

It’s been months since I pretended to look at the books and heard her walk up the stairs like a flying field.

I don’t know.

It’s only once and twice, and I find that the late mother’s phone will always ring at that hour in the afternoon, and that the late mother will also take a walk in the back garden while I’m not looking.

Look at the empty garden.

I started eavesdropping on my mom’s phone, and she was on the roof, and the dark sky was going to fit all day.

“What do you mean? You want to steal the Lok shares? I’m sorry.

She was angry at the phone, and she whispered, “Zou, don’t forget! If I hadn’t stolen L.A.’s file, could you have it today? What do you want me to do if you don’t return the money? My son is about to graduate from high school! I’m sorry.

I stood there in the wrong place, and I didn’t know my stepmother was cheating on my dad!

I don’t know what they said.

My sister-in-law laughed, “Zou, you’re going to tear my face apart. I’m telling you, I’ve got enough evidence for your business.”

I stood there with a cold face.

224.

I didn’t go to my dad’s mouth, I went straight to my assistant, and the assistant told me everything.

Recently, a man named Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou worked with my father Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou

My dad doesn’t care about that little money, but what’s wrong with Zou Tin is that he’s the son of a director of L.A. and he’s doing a lot of things behind his back.

I don’t understand what the assistant said. All I know is that this guy fucked up my dad and ran around my company.

I don’t know.

“Lorty, where are you?” Songchuan called.

I responded vaguely, wearing a mask on my face, staring at a black car and whispering, “I’ll be back soon, you’ve finished the test?” I’m sorry.

Songchuan smiled, “Well, I’ll wait for you at home. What do you want to eat?”

“Well… I’m sorry.

I opened my mouth with a smile and watched a couple of big dudes get out of the car with a sack and talk to Songchuan and then hang up.

225.

“Miss. I’m sorry.

“Fuck you! What the hell are you guys doing? I’m sorry.

“What are you, and you stand with me?” I’m sorry.

“You, who are you?”

I pick up my lips and remember when my mother threatened him, and I smiled, and I whispered, “Just to remind you that there are things that are bad to tear up.” I’m sorry.

Next second.

Zou Tian’s mouth suddenly said her name and I took a look at the people next to her, suggesting that they had taken Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou was Zou Zou Zou

Actually, I wanted to fight for Zou, but the day Songkawa asked me, and I thought about it.

I don’t know.

Come home soon.

I changed my clothes at the back door, and then I ran in the front door, and when I saw Songchuan, I threw myself in my arms.

“Big brother. I’m sorry.

SONG KUWAM CRYING ON THE LONG, AND SUN KUWAYING, AND SUN KUWAYING, AND SONG KUWAYED, AND SONG KUWAYED, AND LONG. I’m sorry.

“The young master has been hot for several times. I’m sorry.

Aunt Zhang went out with a bouquet of bouquets.

Songchuan coughed and smiled with some shame, whispering:

“Eat while it’s hot. I’m sorry.

I blinked with my eyes, boiled with Guandong in front of him, raised my feet a little, and whispered, “first bite.” I’m sorry.

When Songkawa was ready to refuse, I reached the edge of his lips, watched him open his mouth and ate it, quickly kissed his lips, and ran away with Guandong.

Songchuan: …

226.

Songchuan’s busy with school. I’m busy spying on her.

I thought Zou was going to bite a dog with my sister-in-law, but I didn’t think she’d get so excited soon that I was close to Songkawa.

My heart is full of murmurs, but I’m getting more agitated.

Looks like it.

Her mother had real evidence of Zou Tian’s threat.

My dad’s been busy three days without seeing anyone, and the assistant says my dad’s been getting upset about the company.

If I were to choose between my father and Songchuan, I would not hesitate to choose my father, but before that, I would like to discuss my transfer with my father.

Because I don’t know what to do with Songkawa.

That’s funny.

I’m starting to think about how to face a toolman.

I don’t know.

Listening to me, I’d like to go live near Kyoto and ask a student at Kyoto. My dad was a little surprised, and he promised to come down soon, but he started.

“You’re gonna keep my secret, or I won’t be able to tell you how embarrassed I am. I’m sorry.

“Okay, got it, my little ancestor. When you get there, call Dad, okay? I’m sorry.

My dad smiled, looked at me and groaned, “How did he suddenly come to think of running early?” Are you going to study, or are you going to play? Don’t go anywhere. I want to play. Dad can take you. I’m sorry.

I looked at my father, and he wasn’t as restless as his assistant said, and sat next to him, and said, “What a game! I was thinking one day I’d take care of you. Don’t talk about me like a child. I’m sorry.

My dad was wondering, “Oh, my God. What’s the matter with you? I’m sorry.

My dad frowned me, and he was having fun, and he touched my head, and he said, “You want to be a kid, you can be a kid all your life, no matter what happens, Dad’s got you. I’m sorry.

I wasn’t saying anything. I held my dad in my hand. My nose was a little sour.

227

The end of the third grade.

So I asked Songchuan to go out and stay at the couple’s hotel.

In the open room, I stare at the tablets in my hands, and I look at the camera, and I look at them.

“Miss, what can I do for you? I’m sorry.

“Where’s the condom?”

And I asked with all my heart: “Please report your room number and it will be delivered soon.” I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

Everything’s ready.

And I thought I was crazy, but when I heard Songchuan knocking at the door, I stayed calm, threw the tablets in the water and went up and opened the door.

“The barbecue. I’m sorry.

“Hip-Hop. Thank you brother. I’m sorry.

I leaned on my head, raised my toes and kissed Songchuan’s lips, and ran to the couch with the barbecue.

“Don’t eat spicy. I’m sorry.

Songchuan smiled, took the door, threw his phone and coat on the couch, and turned to the bathroom.

“Well…”

I should’ve looked at Songkawa’s cell phone screen and turned it down with my hand and watched as the memo was Mom, pulled off his mouth, hung up, turned off the machine and hid it.

228

By the time Songchuan came out, I was full of food, my hands were holding on to the jaw, staring at that glass of water, and I had a lot of feelings.

“Hey. I’m sorry.

“Aah?”

Clear mints close.

Songchuan held me in his arms, holding me in his bones, and put on me a berry-shaped ring, with the sound of “Lorraine.” I know this gift, you don’t need it, but you still want it. I’m sorry.

I look on my lips and look at the rings on my fingertips, and I know at once that they are worthless, and I can buy hundreds of them from a stone ring in my drawer.

“I like it. I’m sorry.

I leaned on his chest, with five fingers open, and measured the shape of strawberries, and felt only that when the light passed through, there was a lovely thread.

Looking at me, I feel a little sad, and I know that after tonight Songkawa will hate me.

“Songkawa. I’m sorry.

“Hmm. I’m sorry.

And We looked on his head at his clear eyes, as if We could see soon how he would look at Us with anger.

Next second.

Songkawa leaned over and kissed my lips and pinched my face.

“I’m going to take a bath.” I’m sorry.

Up to the bathroom, I looked at the cup that Songchuan raised, and for a short moment, I walked in my heart, and I grabbed the cup, and looked at Songchuan’s false look and drank the water.

Songchuan lost his smile, lost a glimpse of his eyes and took a sip of another cup, “Drinking and stealing.” I’m sorry.

229

Back in the bathroom, I tried to slit my throat to spit out the potion, but then I threw up half, and I felt that it was starting to go up.

I’m already in a cold shower, but the ants are still restless and feel like a hundred ants tore their nerves, so painful that they can’t be described in words.

Did Songchuan suffer so much last time?

I don’t know.

About half an hour later.

I was like a red shrimp, and when I was out in a bathrobe, Songkawa was reading, and he looked at me and whispered, “Where did I hide my phone?” I’m sorry.

Next second.

Songchuan looked at me like I was not normal, and the book came up, reached out and touched my face, whispered, “What’s going on? Why is your face so red?”

“I only find Songchuan’s fingertips cold and cold so comfortable, and I endure the heat and sound: “I want ice cream.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan: …

As soon as Songchuan left, I had softened my legs, touched out the sleeping pills in my bag, shivered into his water cup, shrouded in a bathrobe on the couch.

“Are you allergic? I’m sorry.

When Songchuan came back, I was a little confused and I bit my lips dead until he bled and took the ice cream from his hands as if it were okay.

Songchuan: …

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“Good boy, see if you have a fever. I’m sorry.

Songchuan’s underside, his head on my forehead, and his lashes are like a light fan, and I have ice cream in my mouth, and I look at him with my eyes, and I just feel like something is breaking in my heart.

“Songkawa. I’m sorry.

“Hmm? I’m sorry.

And I put ice cream on the table, and I kissed him, and I saw his hand in his clothes, and Songchuan breathed, and quickly turned against him, and touched him along my spine.

It almost devoured me.

But.

But Songchuan stopped and touched my head, breathing low, saying, “When did you do something?” Later. I’m sorry.

Finish.

Songchuan rises and sits with that glass of water, and his throat rolls and drinks.

I watched him drink water, and held his hands tight, and the tiny nails almost fell into the flesh.

That day.

I sat in my room staring at Songchuan for a long time, and he was a good sleeper, and he probably didn’t know it was over when he got out of the room.

I don’t know.

In the dark living room.

Aunt Zhang was asleep, and I opened the door with the key, a few metres away, standing behind her, watching her take out the pillow in her stomach and stuffing it back.

“You, how did you get in here? I’m sorry.

Her mother was wrongly covering her stomach, and she took a step back and said, “Lorraine…”

Don’t be afraid. I’m here to talk to you. The future of Songkawa is at stake. I’m sorry.

Then she looked at me with doubt, and said, “What are you going to do, Lodge? Soykawa did nothing wrong. What did you do to him?” I knew you weren’t being nice.”

I laughed, “I heard you and Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou, your son Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou, your son Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou Zou , your son Zou I’m sorry.

“You! I’m sorry.

Don’t even think about calling the police. I have evidence your son forced on me. I’m sorry.

My sister-in-law was acting like she was crazy, her face was so twisted, she looked at me so cold, I smiled at her, and she booed at her. I’m sorry.

Mother:

231.

I don’t have proof, I’m just cheating on Mom.

I know she’s not a provincial lamp, and she’s lost a couple of pictures of Songkawa in her clothes.

It’s been a long wait, but I’m acting as calm as if it’s just as normal as eating and drinking water. It’s just a relationship break-up.

Four o’clock in the morning.

My stepmother finally gave me a series of papers and said, “Songkawa is so good to you, you…”

“You have no right to negotiate with me. Aunt. I’m sorry.

I looked at the documents, looked at the back of my head, pulled the horns and laughed: “But don’t worry, I’m a good boy, and I don’t want my dad to know, as long as your papers are okay, I’m fine. I’m sorry.

I can’t read these documents, so I packed them for the assistant until he was able to confirm them before leaving the house with the suitcase and embarking on the airport to the capital.

I don’t know.

You’re not kidding me, are you? Where are you going? I’m sorry.

“I can’t say that. I’m sorry.

It’s like he’s crying. I’m sorry.

I smiled at the airport, and I looked at it, and I whispered, “I told my father’s assistant that I’d go to school to deliver you snacks every day. I’m sorry.

What month: …

232

And when the moon choked, it suddenly suffocated, “The fish is gone.” I’m sorry.

“No more, no more.” I’m sorry.

I was laughing, feeling a cold wind blowing, looking for a pocket, finding myself without a pocket, looking at a strawberry ring on my finger, holding a fist, saying to whom, “It’s not over yet? I’m sorry.

The moon lamented, “Well, remember to think of me, come back and tell me, and you don’t go out and hook up with other little sisters. You know what?

When I got on the plane, the sky was bright, the light was soft, and everything was bright.

Just.

The phone was buzzing, and I watched Songchuan’s call, and I hesitated to press the button.

“Where are you? I’m sorry.

Songchuan’s breath was tremors, and I saw no squeaks and almost screamed: “Lorraine!” I’m sorry.

And I looked on my lips, and I knew that he said, “I know everything, and I’m too lazy to play dumb, and I laughed, “Songkawa, break up, I’ve had enough.” I’m sorry.

There’s a noise on the other side of the phone.

Songchuan choked like a cry and a mute said, “Where are you?” I’m sorry.

On the radio.

I was just about to open my mouth and heard Songchuan on the other side of the phone, biting my teeth and saying, “Don’t let me catch you. I’m sorry.

Hissing and powerful sounds like they’re going through a cell phone screen and holding me dead.

I hung up the phone.

233.

Incandescent lights were on in the interrogation room.

I leaned on my chair, and I played with my head, and I answered my dad:

Dad: I sent someone to pick you up, you little girl. I don’t know if I’m gonna make a call.

I’m holding my mouth, holding my hand down, sliding around the door, and I can’t help but lament.

That’s so bad.

I just want to go back to Jiangdu and have a real hot pot, and then I’ll get a hooligan.

“Damn girl. I’m sorry.

The man whose teeth I broke stood at the door and yelled at me, “Wait! I’m sorry.

I had a cold face, little hesitation in my hand, threw my phone over his face, watched him squeak over his nose, put his hands around the table, put my hands around him, and made a smile. I’m sorry.

When a man’s eyes were dark, he stretched out his hand in shackles and choked my neck, and I gave him a foot down.

234.

“You… you…”

“What’s going on?”

The police came here fast, looking at the man lying on the ground, looking at me, and I was beating my cheeks and shrugging my shoulder: “Defence is too much, don’t you believe the surveillance.” I’m sorry.

The police stunned and looked at me, whispering, “You may go, and you shall be released on bail.” I’m sorry.

“So soon?”

I pick my eyebrow, and I laugh at the end of the corridor, but the smile is very fast, and it’s very strong.

Songchuan’s in a nice suit, with a nice face, at first glance, a white-haired teenager, with a smile that looks gentle and expensive.

If his eyes were not cold, he would only feel old.

Let’s go. I’m sorry.

The police suddenly spoke.

And We were standing there with dark eyes from above Songchuan, saying, “I think I should be locked up for a few more days. I’m sorry.

Police: …

The police looked at the face of the fool and laughed. They took the man straight and left me standing there.

From far and near.

The cold air in the corridor moved, and I had a cold war, but I had to pretend to be calm and make an old friend’s gesture, and smiled and whispered, “Long time no see.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan step by step before me.

It was as if four years passed and the moment the pace was set, the curtain fell.

Songkawa’s eyes were staring at me, and he looked away from me, and his jaw was strangling, and he looked at me with his height, and he looked at me, and almost the whole body covered me.

I had a feeling he was going to hit me the next second.

Results.

And he was only raising his lips and scoffing.

The glass door at the door showed the coldness in his eyes, without the slightest obscurity. I’m sorry.

Remember.

But I’m going to pretend to be stupid, to stand on my head, to look at him and laugh, “What did my brother say?” I’m sorry.

Another time.

The light on the side of the prison window is a thin, invisible piece.

Split me up with Songchuan.

235.

Open the door.

It’s like a light mint, and it feels like it’s back in Songkawa’s jacket.

Songchuan leaned on the driver’s seat, looked at me through the open door, and said nothing.

I bit my lips, and I was whispering, and I didn’t know why he came to pick me up.

A few years in college.

Every holiday, my dad comes to my school and buys me, and I’m afraid I can’t get used to it.

He didn’t say anything about Songchuan and his sister-in-law, and I didn’t ask any questions.

236

I was standing at the door of the car, knowing that the car was worth a lot, that it belonged to my father, that there was no hesitation, that I didn’t see Songchuan’s eyes, that I closed the front door and walked towards the back door.

Results.

One pull, it’s locked.

“Open the back door. I’m sorry.

Songchuan is silent, he is not moving at all, but he leans on his seat with a little indifference.

I took a deep breath and whispered, “I’ll take a cab myself.” I’m sorry.

SONG KUWAA SAID, “Come back. I’m sorry.

I opened the back door, sat directly in, swept Songchuan in front of me and began to rely on him for his death, because I did not want to have too much eye contact with him, which would make me breathless.

The phone screen is on.

My dad said, “Where are you? I’m sorry.

I’m turning my back and I’m getting ready to respond, but I find that the message is not coming out at all and that it always shows failure.

237

Watch the signal go from full to gone.

I didn’t look at Songchuan with my own eyes, and when I saw what he looked at, I felt cold, but I didn’t have time to cry for help, and I fell unconscious.

I don’t know.

“Well. I’m sorry.

I leaned on the sofa, and Songchuan in sight was wearing white shirts, and softened the wine in the glass.

My heart shivered, and in the moment of his eyes, my eyes were closed, my hands were tied, the rope was stuck like a prick, and the more he struggled to tie it.

It’s cold on the lips.

I didn’t consciously put my back behind my back until the familiar lip petals came over, and then I put it over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over.

Songkawa is kissing me…

And a little into the lips, prostrating before Our jaws, entwined.

238

Too soft a kiss, it makes me a little confused.

I can’t open my eyes.

It’s like an overpower, and Songkawa suddenly stopped kissing and suddenly started to laugh like he was singing his one-man solo.

I don’t know.

Stepping away.

Stay upstairs and close the door.

And We opened Our eyes, and the light came into the curtains, and it was as luxurious as the gold that was swung upon the red silk, and in my blurry sight the smell of red and old.

I had no idea this place would be this big, like a castle.

The desire for life has kept me from thinking.

I had to sit up and be glad that there were no ropes on my feet, that I wanted to find a place to hide, but I didn’t want to look up, and I saw Songkawa standing upstairs staring at me.

“Where are you going?”

Songkawa’s mouth is smirking.

I didn’t self-strangle, and Songkawa came straight over, pouring wine on the table, pressing me on the sofa, holding my jaw and pouring it into my mouth.

239

“Well, well, well…”

The wine went down the corner of my mouth, and I coughed on the sofa, and my throat was like a fire, and I tried to scold, but it was clear to me that it was only worse.

I woke up with red eyes and tears and looked at Songchuan, softly, “Big brother…”

Brother? I’m sorry.

Songchuan crouched on his body, his long fingers held to my jaw, and suddenly he reached out in my mouth and started laughing, “Do you think I’m going to fall for you?” I’m sorry.

I looked at him in the wrong eyes, thinking that Songkawa was crazy, and I tried so hard not to bite him.

“Oh, don’t bite? I’m sorry.

Songchuan still smiles like a child, leans near and whispers: “I teach you.” I’m sorry.

Blood.

Follow the corner of the lips.

I was really pissed off by Songchuan, and then I went back, and it wasn’t until Songchuan grabbed me in the jaw that I barely let go. I’m sorry.

“You better not leave me alone. I’m sorry.

240

Out of the blue.

Songchuan was dazzling, with his hands on my waist, and his cold eyes scared me, and his thin lips were dazzling as if he were giving orders.

“Robert, you’re done. I’m sorry.

Voice just dropped.

And my ears became hot, and my eyes looked towards the wine next to me, and my heart sank, and I bit my lips.

Songkawa’s voice is soft, but it’s like he’s deceiving, “You beg me, I help you. I’m sorry.

Bastard!

I cried with curses, but Songkawa smiled, and said with irony: “I learned from you.” Famous teacher, isn’t he?”

I said, “Songkawa, if you dare, I will kill myself. Try it.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan smiles, and takes me in his arms, to the mirror not far away, with a boned hand on my neck, and the mute says, “Look, who is your life now?” I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

Tears fall in the eye.

I choked, I looked at Songkawa, and I felt that he was a very sick person and had to be soft for a while, crying. Lorraine belongs to his brother. I’m sorry.

Songkawa’s face changed slightly, he looked at me, and he held me in his arms, and his jaw on my shoulder, gradually calmed down.

I bit my lips dead and thought I could escape, but I didn’t want Songkawa to kiss my earlids gently, and if the lips were strangling and smelling from me, I asked, “How about that brother eating you?” I’m sorry.

241.

“Hmm? I’m sorry.

Songchuan was standing in my ear, whispering.

And I looked, and I shuddered, and softly said, “Fear of pain.” I’m sorry.

“Good boy, it doesn’t hurt. I’m sorry.

Songchuan touched my face, whispered low, and fell between my neck.

With my neck on my back, my eyes are fading, and my heart is swirling, with Songkawa’s touch. “Shuizawa…samazawa…”

Next second.

I clearly felt that Songkawa’s body was strangling me on the sofa, and I was strangled by my neck, and he said, “What do you call me?” I’m sorry.

I groaned hard, and said, “Han Yusawa, you’re crazy.”

I don’t know.

Songkawa didn’t touch me.

Throwed me in the attic like garbage.

The finger marks on the neck are red, and the strangulation on the wrist is still unhealed, as if it was deliberately tormenting me, and Songchuan only gives me a bowl of water every day and hangs me.

If he hadn’t kissed me before, and given me the courage, I’d be so scared I’d be so soft.

I know.

He’d be nice to me if he did compromise last night, but I don’t want to be with him that way, like I’m a pet in his hands.

I don’t know.

Three days in a row, looking at the small window of the attic, I sometimes really suspect I’m dead here, but I don’t cry, I just lie in the corner, waiting to get sick.

This is a test of patience.

I touched the hard side of the wall, a little sighs, and I tried to hit it a few times to make a living, but I stopped for my face when I ran into it.

I’m afraid of scarring.

242

The attic door suddenly opened.

Songchuan came in with long legs, and he had a cinnamon cake in his hand and looked down at me.

I smell the scent of cinnamon, and I look at his pastry, and I bury my head on my knees, and I don’t say a word.

Songchuan, “You don’t look hungry. I’m sorry.

And I sat there, and I didn’t say a word, and Songchuan looked at me and walked away, as if he didn’t want to talk to me, and I looked at the door and suddenly closed, and I had a bit of a bad heart.

Night.

There was a feeling of pain in the abdomen, and I wanted to get up and knock on the door, but just when I got to the door, I didn’t want to be in the next heat, and the blood came with a abdominal ache and fell down with the stockings on my skirt.

It’s bad luck when you drink cold water.

I knocked on the door and wanted to call Songkawa, but I guess I was too weak, and my abdomen really hurt, and I had to sit on the floor.

I don’t know.

Ziddam.

The door opened suddenly.

I fell on the ground and it was really going to pass out.

“Robert! I’m sorry.

Songchuan doesn’t seem to have turned his head.

I looked at him like he was nervous, and I had no words but to sit in my chair and watch the night out of the window, and when the hospital came, the traffic police came.

This is a rare opportunity for me to borrow money from a doctor in the middle of a conversation between the traffic police and Songchuan and to walk straight down the hospital’s path, running out of sight…

“Lorraine…”

And the wind was whistling in my ears, and I couldn’t stop, as if I had turned back, and I’d been there forever.

243

I’d like to call the police, but it’s always the nervous look of Songchuan that comes to life.

After all.

I played him.

I don’t know.

The rain was loud, and I was standing in a milk and tea store and calling the assistant’s phone, and I felt that every breath of it was fog.

Boom.

It’s like a thunderstorm to break everything and tear the night to white.

I don’t consciously look.

Songchuan stood at the door with a black umbrella, and the dark, dark eyes were shining on the light, as if the ghosts were looking at me with impunity. That’s the kind of chill that goes straight to the spine.

“Sir, what do you need? I’m sorry.

The shopkeeper did not expect to have guests near the closing hours, but was also a handsome man who had to look at Songchuan many times.

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Songchuan said nothing, but he was warning me with his eyes.

“Is there a back door?” I said to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper whispered, “Well? Of course, go in, take a left and go out the alley. I’m sorry.

If I am guilty, let the law punish me, not let me run my menstrual period in the rain, just to escape Songchuan, and then be wrapped in a suit and carried back.

“My Lord, Madame is discharged. I’m sorry.

I looked on my head at a woman with white hair sitting on the couch, and I saw her in the wrong eyes, and I screamed, “Aunt! I’m sorry.

Ogawa, this!

Then she stood up with surprise, staring at me, walking forward a few steps, screaming, “Why did you bring her here? You’re crazy! She’s from Lo!”

Songkawa went up to the stairs with me and threw the words, “She’s mine! I’m sorry.

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“Songchuan! I’ll knock on you! I’ll wash myself!”

I started crying, and I sat in the tub shaking, and my nails slit, and I cut Songkawa’s face.

Most afraid of the air being quiet.

I looked at Songkawa’s eyes as red, and my teeth bit on the lips, and I choked on the soft line, “Big brother to hug.” I’m sorry.

Songkawa’s face was cold, his hands were standing in front of the tub, staring at me as if he was tearing me apart at any moment, but finally he said with his face bandaged: “Be washed out.” I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

Change the clothes that were handed over.

When I came out of the bathroom, Songchuan had already taken a bath and was sitting on the couch with a dry towel, with a nice white face with a slightly dark eye, saying to me, “Come here.” I’m sorry.

I blinked and took a deep breath, waiting for Songkawa to open my mouth, and I picked up the towel in his hand and put it on his head and wiped it out.

Songkawa sat there for a while, held his hand around the towel and looked at me.

I don’t know why he was staring at me again, biting on his lips, he hesitated, and leaned over his lips.

Songchuan: …

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I took a step backwards and was held in my arms by Songkawa, which deepened the kiss.

I can’t move.

But Songchuan is now acting like a madman, saying, “Lorraine, you did it on purpose.” I’m sorry.

I wringed my eyebrow and really tried to blow his head off, but this guy threw a towel over my head and started to go crazy.

Even if you wipe your hair so rough, it’s like I owe him tens of millions.

“Don’t move. I’m sorry.

“It hurts. I’m sorry.

I wrinkled my face, and if I wasn’t afraid he’d go crazy again, I really wanted to rub him.

Songchuan hasn’t squeaked, changed his coarse brush, brushed my hair a little bit, as if it calmed my hair, so much calmed it.

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I feel like Songkawa is in a state of rage, and now he’s forcing me to eat and drink ginger soup.

“Ugh…”

I haven’t eaten for too long, suddenly eating, I just feel like my stomach is burning, and I’m throwing up by the pool, and the whole person is in bed with no strength.

Young Master, she…

“Get out. I’m sorry.

Soongkawa almost kept the others from me, holding me in his arms and feeding me with porridge.

I blinked and cried and fell. It was so bad. I didn’t taste anything.

Songkawa, “Eat. I’m sorry.

I bit my teeth, closed my eyes, and threw the bowl on the ground, as if the fire had suddenly come out of his arms, sitting next to him, yelling at Songchuan, “I will not eat! What can you do to me?” Kill me now! Cut off my head for a kick! If I frown, I’ll have your last name! I’m sorry.

Shouting tired.

My body fell down and my tears went down with one tear.

Songchuan sat there staring at me, probably stupid enough to get out of bed for a while to pack a broken bowl.

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He’s out, I’m tired, I’m in bed crying, my stomach hurts, my aunt hurts, it hurts everywhere.

“Lorraine. I’m sorry.

I didn’t want to talk to Songchuan in my eyes, and now I’ve broken a jar, and he’ll kill me, he’ll kill me, and I’ll kill him.

I want him to live his life without a wife, and I scare him.

Think so, I’m happy.

The fragrance of mints spreads at the tip of the nose.

Songchuan lay quietly on the bed, pulled the blanket in, put it in my abdomen with a warm water bag, put his hand under my waist and tried to hold me in my arms.

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I was strangling, I didn’t want to move, I didn’t want to sleep with Songchuan, and he came to my side when he came out of bed, and I was forced inside to hold me.

And I bit my lips, and he was cuddled in his arms, and heard the sound of the beating of his heart, with a hot water bag, to his back.

Songchuan doesn’t seem to be in a hurry, but his jaw is on my shoulder, like I’m on a pillow, and his hand is on my abdomen, gently rubbing.

He’s hot, I’m like an ice brick and cold feet.

I don’t know.

It’s like a guy who’s sleeping, and suddenly there’s another guy with his hand on my waist, and I’m sleeping all of a sudden, at least until I fall asleep.

“What do you want to eat?”

This time Songkawa didn’t say anything but looked at me face to face and asked.

I looked at him and said, “Water.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan: …

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Songkawa stood up with his lips and went to the edge of the bed, and I swooped, and intuitively shrouded.

Songchuan seems to be dissatisfied with my reaction, wrinkled a little, but leaned down with clear hands on red sheets, whispering: “What else to do besides water?” I’m sorry.

My eyes were dazzled, and I looked at Songchuan’s light lips, and I hesitated for a few seconds and said, “Kiss.” I’m sorry.

“What? I’m sorry.

Songchuan has been stunned and has yet to react, and I have stood up to my back, but I have yet to reach him, and Songchuan has quickly reached out with his hand.

It’s as if I’ve humbled him and forgotten who was holding me last night.

“Lorraine. I’m sorry.

Songchuan looks at me like I’m numb and whispers: “Don’t use the same trick twice, not fresh.” I’m sorry.

I picked his underbrows, didn’t squeak, and I put it over his lips.

Songchuan: …

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When the lips are entangled.

I’d like to know who said it wasn’t new. I could go downstairs for dinner after I kissed.

I don’t know.

“Robert.”

“Mom, you eat.”

Songchuan broke her mother’s words without any trace, looked down on the user, suggesting that he had brought out a lot of stomach feeding.

My sister-in-law looked at Songchuan, and she was so skinny, she had her hands tied to her bones that she hated iron and steel, but when she looked at me again, it meant a little more.

Kogawa. I’m sorry.

And my sister-in-law cried, whispering, “You can’t start your own business now, you can’t lose your chain at this critical time. I’m sorry.

“I’ll take care of it. I’m sorry.

Songchuan looked, stripped two eggs, divided one into my bowl and one in my stepmother’s bowl.

And she bit her teeth, and she whispered, “Your contract with Los Angeles is at hand, and at this point, you can’t lose the chain. I’m sorry.

I bite my lips, my head is down and my egg is small, and I understand that the stepmother is knocking on Songchuan so he can let me go early. If he doesn’t let me go, then my dad’s going to find out.

252.

Songchuan seems to be less concerned, more like beating me with her voice, “When I’m done, we’ll get married.” I’m sorry.

“The Lo family is a big family in the river. How can you marry the Lo family?” I’m sorry.

My sister’s in a hurry, but I know she’s not for me, but for Songkawa.

I always thought she was a smart-ass, but I can see that the most important thing in her mind was Songchuan.

That’s what made me so sure.

Now that she is old and weaker than before, it is also possible that she could not be pregnant.

I don’t know.

In response to my late mother’s reminder, Songchuan was deaf to her voice, “It’s too late to send her back to the hospital for rest. A few more nurses. I’m sorry.

My sister-in-law twirled her eyes and suddenly hit the table. I’m sorry.

I was surprised:

253.

I was indeed imprisoned by Songchuan.

I don’t know what Songchuan was thinking, but he didn’t feel sorry for me anymore, and he liked to hold me in his arms at night.

Honestly.

I have a sense of crisis.

I always dream of being naked like a cat waiting for my belly, crying over and over and over and begging him to leave me alone.

It’s not the first time I’ve had such a dream.

Ever since he left Songchuan, the last words he and I have spoken have been deafening in my dreams.

Now he’s with me. I’m afraid this dream will come true.

The menstruation was about to end, but I had to put on the tampons, actively talk to people, but they were like dumb and they couldn’t talk at all.

Right now.

I think I can only wait for my stepmother or my dad to find me in time.

“Does it still exist?”

When Songchuan asked that, I felt like I was shaking and said, “Yes. I’m sorry.

Songkawa looked at me and didn’t make a sound.

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The next night.

I’m happy to be in my suitcase with someone who doesn’t know where to drag it, but I know I have a spare phone in my suitcase.

“Madam. I’m sorry.

I laughed and quickly dragged the suitcases in, opened them in a light car and pulled out my cell phone.

“Hey! Dad…”

The phone’s ringing.

It’s from my dad.

I was all happy, but instead of waiting for me, my father asked, “Where have you been?” I’m sorry.

Plum.

Point to the sound of knocking on the door frame.

I turned my head in a stiff, unwitting way, and found Songchuan standing at the door, with his straight legs standing there, looking at me as if I had just passed by.

I’m a little confused, and I realize it’s Songkawa trying to test me.

I bit my lips and began to answer in a vague manner to the other side of the phone, and then, with Songchuan’s eyes on me, I was hard-headed, I was hesitant, and I did all the talking.

Then.

“I’ll be home tomorrow.” I’m sorry.

But after I had just finished, Songchuan had taken the cell phone, hung it up and pressed me to the ground. “Lorraine, my patience is limited. I’m sorry.

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It’s the sick look again.

I couldn’t stand it with my cold face, and I said, “Songkawa, if my dad finds me, you’re dead!” I’m sorry.

“Huh. I’m sorry.

Soongkawa smiled in contempt, and looked at me, with my collar, and said, “Did you have my seed when he came?” I’m sorry.

I couldn’t help but murmur, and I didn’t dare to respond, and I chose silence, but Songkawa didn’t touch me, just as he used to. He did nothing but threaten me, never reaching the point.

As if I was thinking, Songchuan kept me alone in the guest room, locked me up for a day, then at night he took me back to his room and made me sleep in his arms.

“Sir. I’m sorry.

Songchuan stopped and I didn’t open my eyes, but I clearly felt he was breathing in secret and heavy, like he was going to get angry.

“The wife’s menstrual period seems to be abnormal, if you need a doctor…”

Songkawa laughed, “No need. I’m sorry.

I was a little confused, but I kept pretending to sleep, and then I really did.

Scab.

I found myself sleeping in Songchuan’s arms.

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In the meantime, I’m pretty much out of the house.

Songchuan also works in the study and doesn’t mean to go out.

I suspect he’s gonna keep me here forever.

“Ma’am, Strawberry. I’m sorry.

I picked one up with my hand, but I ate one, like I remember something, and I ran out of the study.

Results.

Someone just grabbed my collar, like a chick.

A cold eye on someone.

I opened my mouth, I didn’t mean to find the strawberry ring, but I said, “I want to tell the little sister that I want sushi. I’m sorry.

Songkawa looked at me and let go.

Boom.

My feet are down.

Bring sushi to the landing window of the study.

I looked at Songcheon, still in office, and watched the waves pouring out of the window on the rocks, lamenting and wondering when they were coming back.

I didn’t wait for my dad. I waited for my stepmother.

I’m not surprised. I just didn’t expect it to be that fast.

That’s Songkawa’s mother.

Morning.

Sunshine just entered the room.

Opened the door with a human face and looked at me with respect, whispering:

“Miss Lo, I’ll take you away. I’m sorry.

I looked out the door in my sleep, and I fell down, and I looked down to Songchuan next to me.

He was awake by this time of the day, but he is still asleep and holding my waist without any warning.

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When I met my stepmother, she was sitting in a wheelchair, coughing and talking to me and saying, “Go ahead and tell me that her son was just an impulse and let me not hate.”

Actually, I’m just listening, not too serious.

But.

What’s really bothering me is what Mom did for money, and my dad knows that he’s just like a playboy, waiting for her to stop.

Leave too well.

I had a strawberry ring in my little wallet, I looked at the villa in the rear-view mirror, and there was something going on, and suddenly in my head, my dad looked like he wasn’t too anxious.

Plum.

If I had known my dad was in trouble, I wouldn’t have gone after Songchuan.

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“The Lo family is expanding so fast. I’m sorry.

“It has been said that Boss Lo has only one daughter, and whoever marries will be free and free for life. I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

Since I got home, I’ve been walking from campus to work, and I’ve almost been deaf to it, even though I’ve known it since I was a kid, but I hear it in such an infinity cycle every day.

“Oh, no.”

“What’s wrong with you?” I’m sorry.

“Ooh. I’m sorry.

I picked the underbrows, slashed the staff not far away, picked the lips, and came out with the sound: “Will these people be the jumpers if they don’t fight and grow their brains?” I’m sorry.

“Ooh. I’m sorry.

“If you were with 31, you wouldn’t know who was on the springboard.” I’m sorry.

“Aah?”

I waited a week to hear the news about Songchuan again for the first time. I kept quiet and waited for the month to come when everything was said.

The man who stood up for the jaw, a serious whisper: “As you left, 31 of your years of achievement almost dropped out of school, but he passed the test and went to a university abroad. He was a well-known young entrepreneur. Last time my father asked me if I knew him. I’m sorry.

“I remember when I went to school, you had 31 tweets.” I’m sorry.

I was so cold, I thought of the obscurant, and my mouth moved a little bit, with my legs on, “I’ve been missing that number, I can’t remember the password…”

What a month. Disappointed, started looking at me.

I was snorting, and I didn’t think Songchuan would have wanted his contact details, so I couldn’t stop saying, “I’m going back to think. I’m sorry.

“Ah, love you!”

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I didn’t feel like I was in debt to Songchuan, and it was even fun, but with age, I said there was no debt at all.

But.

I can’t remember the code. I can’t remember. I can’t find the old phone.

The loading of information is a lengthy process.

I lay down in bed, waiting quietly, watching the revolving load turn into a 99+ message red dot, and the heart almost stopped, and the voice message came accidentally.

I don’t know.

“Where are you?”

“Where have you been, kid? I’m sorry.

“You went out to eat again? Stay where you are. I’ll find you. I’m sorry.

At first, Songchuan’s voice was light, with a twilight smile, but gradually it became roaring, even weeping, and the time of delivery became late at night.

“Robert, you come back. I’m sorry.

“Don’t leave me. I’m sorry.

“You’re a liar! Don’t let me catch you, or I’ll crush you. I’m sorry.

“I hate you, Lope.”

I don’t know.

The sound of the voice went on and on and on, and I felt that there was only sourness in the throat, and I sat up unconsciously, but the tears came out of my head, as if there was a breathing block.

“Lorraine, you come back, okay. I’m sorry.

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Yes.

He tried to kill me every time he looked at me, but never really did.

I leaned on the seat with my eyes closed, and I was agitated.

I didn’t think that a man like me who had no heart or heart would feel sorry for what I had done in the past, and would not even dare to cover it up under the pretext of ignorance.

Missy, go to sleep. The co-workers will be here soon. I’m sorry.

It has been 15 minutes since I opened my eyes with my cold eyes and saw the drill on my wrist, when the meeting began.

Honestly.

I’ve been trying to get rid of people, and the thing I hate most in my life is waiting for someone.

“My lady, people are coming. I’m sorry.

The man who came to talk about cooperation is old and looks like he’s a middle-aged old man with a bunch of people in his arms, and he comes to me and picks out his brow and sits in the first place, like the master laughs, “You send a little kid?” Are you grown up?”

My tongue is on my teeth, and I look at the silence of everyone, thinking that this should be the so-called unsatisfied collaborator.

Sorry.

There is no one in this world I can’t afford.

I laughed, picked up the document without a trace, and replied, “If I knew I was talking to you, I’d go to kindergarten and find someone. Not in person.”

The old man’s face changed slightly, he looked right at me, and he said, “That’s the level of your management?” I’m sorry.

“Miss. I’m sorry.

The assistant tried to pull my sleeve.

“Miss? For the night?”

Assistant: …

And I went down a little bit, and I heard the laughter of the scene, and I looked at him with cold eyes, and I didn’t wait for my assistant to stop me, and I kicked him in the chair, and I fell on his face with the papers.

“My lady!”

In the office, there’s a flash.

“Sit down and let you move? I’m sorry.

“What is it you are, and how dare you turn your back on me?” Get your boss to thank me. Otherwise you won’t even think about it. I’m sorry.

It’s over.

I walked out of the conference room, whispering, “The meeting is adjourned. I’m sorry.

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“My boy!”

My father had a cup of tea, almost sprayed it out, and he looked at me wrongly, “How come I didn’t see that my baby girl could kick an adult on his foot? Did she get hurt?”

“None. I’m sorry.

I sat on the sofa, snorted with melons, and looked at the snitch secretary.

My dad said, “Good, good. I’m sorry.

I bit on my lips, and I looked like my dad didn’t care, and I couldn’t help but hold my jaw and spit out the guacamole in my mouth, and I said, “What’s wrong with the company? I’ll fill it out.” I’m sorry.

“Put what in, the company will be your adult gift. Do it yourself. I’m sorry.

My father looked at me, with his legs on his legs, his tea on his feet, and then he said, “It’s not a problem, the owner of the co-operative is an acquaintance. I’m sorry.

I said, “Do you know?”

“Your acquaintance? I’m sorry.

“Don’t be ridiculous. I’m sorry.

I laughed, and I took a cup of tea, and I grunted, and I blew, and I drank.

“You don’t know Songkawa well? I’m sorry.

“Hum…”

My father said, “Didn’t you call him by your brother and brother? I’m sorry.

My dad shot his leg and whispered, “This kid has grown well and has some potential in recent years, and I’d really like to train him if I didn’t do something fucking wrong.” I’m sorry.

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“Dad, you…”

“Are you still in touch? Look at him now. If he feels good, just take it. I’m sorry.

My dad looked like he wasn’t a problem, but I seriously suspected he was joking.

I looked at my father with my eyebrow, and I looked at him, even if he was old, but still had a tight face, without saying a word.

“Are you doubting your father’s ability to play with women? I’m sorry.

My father looked at me and handed me an orange, and he laughed so proudly: “I was thinking of Songchuan to take care of you, and I didn’t think about his mother, so that you kids would meet and be embarrassed.” I’m sorry.

I had my lips, I picked up my father’s oranges, and I put a petal in my mouth, and it was sour.

263.

I thought my dad was playing.

Results.

He really had a party and asked Songchuan to play the name of our school party, so I could look at Songchuan from a distance and squeak with him.

“Look, stand at the door. My dad sits next to me, his elbow stomps on me, he lifts his chin out of the window, and says, “How does this guy feel like he doesn’t have a head? I’m sorry.

I looked in my eyes and looked at the way I stood in front of the hotel, and I said, “How about one foot in high school?” Look at the guy next to him. How many are taller than him? I’m sorry.

My father noded his head and groaned: “Well, if it’s too short, that’s fine. I’m sorry.

“Daddy, are you serious?” Do you really want me to be with him?”

“You can do it yourself. I’m sorry.

My dad was stunned, and he was groaning, and he couldn’t help but look at me. “Daddy just picks it out, doesn’t feel like he’s smart and he’s good to you. Why don’t Dad find you another one?

“But by the way, all I’ve ever wanted to do in my life was to raise you.

“But you have to keep your eyes open, and don’t find a fool to blind your old man’s business. I’m sorry.

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And I wrinkled my face and said, “I can have children in my sperm bank, and I don’t have to look for them.” I’m sorry.

“Huh. You didn’t say that earlier. I’m sorry.

My dad hounded and immediately took out his cell phone and started to swung up, “I knew I was going to waste the baby and save him the market share. I’m calling right now.”

What are you doing?

I photographed his hand and opened the door, “I haven’t seen it yet. I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

“Mr. Song, are you waiting for someone?”

I haven’t come close yet, and I’ve seen a few men coming out of there with a glass to toast Songchuan, with a very respectful attitude.

They’re all in suits.

Only Songchuan was wearing a white shirt, and a light sweater was on the outside, and the whole person looked much gentler.

“Robert! I’m sorry.

What’s going on?

And I have some wonders about the sight of Songchuan, and I bite my lips, and turn to the moon.

“If it wasn’t for you, my brother’s project wouldn’t have come down!” He paid me. I invited you to a bar tonight? I’m sorry.

The voice of the moon is too loud, and I doubt that Songchuan has heard it all, because the sound of a few men asking where Songchuan went was coming from right behind me.

“31, too?”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t notice…”

I laughed, I was a little depressed, but I whispered, “It’s okay. I’m sorry.

He can’t believe I’m alone.

Even if I don’t.

Someone else will.

265.

When entering the hall, the banquet was full, just looking, the school uniform had been replaced by a suit or a skirt, and many had become adults.

Four years, it seems like a new life.

I don’t know.

“Robert, 31 over there. I’m sorry.

What’s the point of whispering me.

I looked in the direction of where I was, and I only saw the more familiar sister speaking around Songchuan, but Songchuan sat there all the way between the crowds…

Look at me.

There’s an interlocking eye.

Songchuan seems to have accidentally moved his sights, held his wine cup down, touched the glass with the girls next to her.

“Her body…”

The moon looked at the dress of the girl who was strangling her body, strangling her face, unwittingly placing her eyes on me, biting her lips, saying, “Low”

I took a deep breath of the wine that the waiter brought, and walked straight towards Songchuan, wearing little shoes, and fell on the ground.

“Lieutenant. I’m sorry.

When I came, I was in a bad mood, but when I was in Songchuan’s presence, my brain was buzzing, and I just squeezed out a sentence.

Songkawa looked at me as if I was a transparent man, without a word.

“Robert”? I’m sorry.

The girl next to Songkawa recognized me, and she stood in my cold eyes for two seconds, and then came up with a cup and left, and the people who watched the scene were pretending to be blind, and kept their voices burning.

266.

“I did it first.

I found myself a stairwell that I wanted to drink with joy, and then I choked with a sip, and it was burning in my throat.

When I looked in my eyebrow, I felt ashamed of myself, turned around and tried to leave, and Songkawa pulled out of the hall.

“I choked! I’m sorry.

I coughed so hard that I felt like I had failed, and I threw my hand in anger, and said, “Leave me alone!

Songchuan: “You deserve it. I’m sorry.

When I stopped for two seconds, my eyebrow turned upside down, and Songkawa handed out a bottle of milk with his hand, and he didn’t know where he had it, and he twisted the lid and handed it to me.

I frowned, and I took milk and grunted, and I drank, and as soon as I drank, Songkawa said, “It’s poisoned.” I’m sorry.

I looked at him with my eyes, and there was no hesitation, and I kissed him with my toes, and I kept drinking milk, “Let’s die together. I’m sorry.

The milk was almost the same, and I’m finally getting over it, and I’m looking at Songchuan’s heavy and heavy.

Songchuan covered his face, and said nothing, but approached me in a sublime look, and pushed me into the corner.

“Stop…”

I couldn’t stop walking, raised my hand to Songchuan’s chest, and said, “Songchuan! I’m sorry.

Songkawa strung my hand high above my head, held my knees against my legs, leaned over my lips, started to bite me over and over again, and sweet milk was mixed between my lips, and I couldn’t help but snuff until the whole person had soft legs.

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Light sweaters on the skin, I look red, I look towards Songchuan, and my lips move.

“Lorraine. I’m sorry.

Songchuan grabbed my wrist like a voice warning with great restraint: “Show me again, I will break your legs and lock you up and throw you into the attic.” I’m sorry.

And I blinked, and I didn’t know where I had the courage, and I said, “You can’t leave it.” I’m sorry.

Songkawa looked up, and his red lips moved, but he didn’t say a word, but I could almost read from his eyes a simple word in English.

Fuck!

I’m breathing and I’m dying to say something, but the moment when those teeth were in his eyes, they turned into a simple phrase:

“Songkawa, I’m back. I’m sorry.

There are few people in the corridors, and the breezes are just a little twirling, and the old sense of familiarity is scattered with a dim smell of mint.

It’s like it’s still.

Songkawa’s eyes were filled with displeasure, even water, and his hands were loosed, and, in my eyes, he smote me with contempt, and he left.

I’m going down, I’m going up, I’m going up, I’m going up, I’m going down, I’m going down, I’m going down, I’m not wearing heels.

I also came prepared to realize that Songchuan was going to run, and then he grabbed his hand, and then he saw tears in his eyes, and then he ripped my hand out of my sight.

“You…”

I’m standing there. I’m a little confused.

I used to hear him crying on the phone, but I never really saw him crying, even though I was so proud.

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“Robert, drink. I’m sorry.

I had a good time at the party, and I was so excited to jump at the end of the month, but I couldn’t really care less in the face of the tumultuous physical contact with the lights.

Because in my mind, it’s all like Songchuan crying all over his eyes, and if it wasn’t with hate, it was like a little crybag.

I thought I was crying.

All of a sudden I’m filled with guilt, and I’m in a bit of pain.

“Robert, what do you think?”

“What month. I’m sorry.

And with a glass of wine, We poured a bit of shabby, and leaned on the couch with a straw, and lamented: “I feel like I may be recompensed. I’m sorry.

What’s the point of moving your body with the rhythm of music? I’m sorry.

And We heard the loud music, and cried out, “I say, “I am about to be punished. I’m sorry.

“What? I’m sorry.

I took a deep breath, closed my eyes and yelled, “I love Songkawa! I’m sorry.

What month did I not hear when I thought I was going to add a shabby, and then I poured a glass of shabby in my hand, took off my coat and jumped on the couch.

There’s light in the bar. No one hears what I’m saying. Only me.

269

But.

I can’t find Songgawa.

I asked someone to look at Songchuan’s private address, to guard his company, and even to send someone to my villa, where I had been locked up, but she didn’t know where he was.

Even though I cut off many of his company’s operations, he did not appear, but sent a partner to apologize to me at the beginning with great courtesy: “Sorry, Loh, the last time was our fault, we took the employee seriously, and I am here to apologize to you solemnly. Mr. Song is in trouble. I’m the only one here today. I’m sorry.

Honestly.

It’s kind of old-fashioned, but I also realized that Songkawa was avoiding me, just like he was when he first arrived at my house.

Take that old phone.

I didn’t dare to turn on my voice, I looked at that long chat box, I typed a lot of words, but finally I deleted them all, and I wrote three words in silence:

I’m sorry.

System tip: I’m sorry, you’re no longer a friend.

I don’t know.

The red exclamation mark was so bright that I was sitting on my bed in a hurry to pick up the cell phone on my hands and look at that dialogue box, and I got the courage to ask him:

“Where are you? I’m sorry.

The message was a success, and I looked at the screen as if I was relieved, and the whole person was as paralyzed as he was in bed for the rest of his life, but there was no response on the other side.

I’ve been looking for Songchuan for four days.

These four days, I’ve learned what it means to live like a year, to go around all the places I’ve been with Songchuan, and I’ve been sitting alone at the corner, watching the little kids passing through with cinnamon cakes.

270

“Your alumni, Han’s brother Han is getting married, you know that? I’m sorry.

“Aah? Oh. I’m sorry.

I don’t care who the alumni are, but I’m holding on to the jaw and watching how I feel about the cinnamon cake I bought.

My dad kept looking at me, and he was like, “What are you thinking? I’m sorry.

I bit the strawberries, and I put a piece of beef in my hand with a fork, and I bit it with a small mouth, and the whole man was not very spiritual, but just a squeaky saying, “Nothing.” I’m sorry.

“How are you and Songkawa? I’m sorry.

I looked, and with a knife and fork I started poking beef on the plate, and my eyes turned and my shoulders shrugged, and I whispered, “He was hiding from me, and I couldn’t find anyone else.” What else could it be?”

“I’m avoiding you. Why are I avoiding you? Didn’t you two have a good relationship? I’m sorry.

I bite my lips, I know my own wrong, and I say nothing.

My dad picks up his brow, takes a sip of wine, looks at me, laughs a little bit, “Honey, why is your little head suddenly gone? I’m sorry.

And I blinked, and I couldn’t understand my dad, and I looked at him, and I looked at him, and I looked at him, and I looked at him, and I said, “Why didn’t I shine?” I’m sorry.

My dad smiled, and a hating iron fell out of steel, and groaned, “What’s the most important thing about anything that’s in the core? I’m sorry.

I said, “I’ve already stopped his company. I’m sorry.

My dad laughed.

My dad said, “This kid doesn’t need money right now. I’m sorry.

What’s he missing?

271.

A week later.

In my capacity as a sponsor, I have launched a ensemble and, after a round of screening, with the so-called entertainment-circles, I have quickly developed a hotness, which shows that I want to dive the meat of the rules and that my chin will fall off every month.

What is the matter with the moon that the tea is placed on the table, and a proper shout is made out: “What is the matter with these people?” I’m sorry.

I looked in my eyes and looked at those pictures that looked close, and I whispered, “I think they’re good. I’m sorry.

And what is it, that the moon, with its eyebrows, looks at me with a doubt, and looks at me with its eyebrow: “Son, have you gone mad; they are ruining your reputation. These fans don’t care who you are. They catch you and they just yell. I’m sorry.

I held my hand to my jaw, and I took a sip of juice, and I said, “It’s okay, someone will take care of me.” I’m sorry.

“Beware uncle scolds you.” I’m sorry.

“All right, my dad’s on a business trip. I’m sorry.

My head was down, and Moose pointed to the strawberry ring, and said, “It’s probably not just my dad who’d yell at me.” I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

I admit I’m really hurt, but there seems to be no other way to make Songchuan appear faster.

Night.

I was tired of walking into my house, watching the lights in the living room turn off, and I didn’t bother to turn on the lights, pouring a glass of water alone and standing at the table, and in the middle I could see the water pouring out of Songgawa.

The moonlight fell in the living room.

I took a little breath and suddenly realized that it was not too long, but when I started thinking about someone, everything would get heavy.

Plum.

Push the door to the room.

I was about to turn on the light, and I heard the water in the bathroom, and I couldn’t stop, and I was about to turn around and leave without coming out of the bathroom.

“You…”

Songchuan’s face was so heavy, his eyes were as if he was going to scrap me, step by step, ripping my arm, closing the door and locking it.

271.

Song, Songkawa…

I suddenly felt a twilight, and my subconscious was going to open the door, but Songchuan was holding him behind his back, and his hair was still dry, and the bead fell on my neck with his jaw, and I could not help it.

“Where did he kiss you? I’m sorry.

Songchuan’s voice was squeaky, and with a little scornful cold, he ripped my collar open in three or two, grabbed it and said, “Well, come on. I’m sorry.

I blinked, and suddenly I felt a blemish, strangling, trying to stop Songkawa’s cold hand, and didn’t want him to hold me to bed.

Songchuan! I’m sorry.

I consciously crawled towards the bed, but I was held by Songchuan’s ankle, and watched him in his open bathrobe with no inches in it, shaking, saying, “This is my house! I’m sorry.

Songchuan smiles, presses my waist, whispers, “I do things, I don’t pick places. I’m sorry.

The kiss with the smell of mints carries a twilight.

I looked up at the ceiling and felt that my clothes had been stripped and I was nervous enough to hold his horn.

Songchuan’s action wilton, dark, dark eyes looking at me, breathing all the thins on my skin.

I bit my lips, but I felt my heart pounding, staring at my eyes, my feet on the sheets, and whispering, “Be gentle.” I’m sorry.

“Robert, did you do it on purpose?”

SONGkawa’s lips are moving, and I’m holding my wrist to death. I’m sorry.

I’m gawking, soft: “Don’t run.” I’m sorry.

“Lorraine. I’m sorry.

Songchuan put his hand on my jaw, laughed, and said, “Don’t play with me, I’m never going to fall for you again.” I’m sorry.

My heart is heavy, and suddenly I don’t know how to answer.

272.

It seemed like a dream had come true, but now I’m willing.

But.

It really hurts.

I don’t know.

The morning sun falls inside the house.

I secretly felt someone pulling the ring on my hand, unwittingly opening his eyes, and didn’t want Songchuan to hold on to his body, with that strawberry ring in his clear-cut hands.

I’m stunned, I’m going to rob, but I don’t want Songchuan to look at me and throw the ring out.

“What are you doing?”

I looked in my eyebrow and was unconsciously out of bed to pick it up, but I was held by Songchuan and dragged back into the bed.

“Lorraine. I’m sorry.

And Songchuan leaned in my ear and laughed, saying, “What do you pretend? I hate it when you pretend. I’m sorry.

And I looked on my lips and looked on the floor without saying a word, but I began to shed tears without notice, and only to put my head on a pillow, leaving it without a pillow towel.

273

Before I left, Songkawa took me to the bathroom, and I sat quietly in the tub and looked towards Songchuan, and there was no reason why.

“Don’t look at me. I’m sorry.

Songkawa is silent.

I look down in my eyes, and I don’t see him again, and I look at the kiss marks on my calf, and I look at God.

Songchuan left after.

I was all alone in the bed, and the sun fell on me wrongly, just like it came through the fog and fell on that strawberry ring. The whole room was quiet and only the cell phone was buzzing.

I don’t know.

“My lady. I’m sorry.

“Hmm. I’m sorry.

I looked in my eyes, but the assistant’s mouth turned on like an accelerator, and I was so excited to say, “My lady, the one you’ve heard about has turned over the car, and being skinned out is an old man! And it’s a sea king! You have to see it. Don’t be fooled!”

I’m blind, I’m soft, I don’t feel guilty, I even want to laugh.

I’ve always lied to others, and no one has ever lied to me, except that I will be a liar in Songkawa’s eyes.

It’s a big flip.

I was turned overnight from a rich woman who had been scolded with green tea and without shame to a poor, dumb and sweet lady who had no use for the original clarification.

Honestly.

I don’t care what the Internet says about me, ’cause I’m so rich, why do I have to be hard on myself, and what I do is enjoy life, not listen to the Internet.

Likewise.

I am also well aware that it is not the same thing to marry Songkawa and to live with Songchuan as normal lovers, and that I still have a long way to go in his present state, and I seem to have begun to fear.

Education from a young age is a profit-oriented approach, and it is difficult for me not to think about it, and for the latter, how much time and effort I have to devote.

274

“No way!”

“What is this? It doesn’t feel real. I’m sorry.

I looked over my head at the shop’s owner for repairs, and some regretted having to wear high heels, sitting on the bench at the door, and whispering, “It’s not real. I’m sorry.

“What? No way. I’m sorry.

“This isn’t someone who sent you love letters.” This is it.”

I looked and whispered, “What if I said it was from Songchuan?” I’m sorry.

The moon blinks, and it’s all over, “How does he know you like strawberry? I’m sorry.

Strawberry?

I blinked and suddenly realized that Songkawa’s head had not changed.

You and Songchuan, you!

I looked at the month and handed her the snack bag and stuffed her with a puff in her mouth, and I said, “I want to fuck him.” I’m sorry.

What’s with the light?

And I laughed, “But I think I’m just gonna get the wolf into the room. I’m sorry.

“Sister, you gotta be kidding me.” I’m sorry.

I shook my head, looked at that ring, lost my God.

275.

Songchuan’s attitude makes me unattractive, and I don’t want to move, but I didn’t think I was moving, and Songchuan started to move.

Fix the ring.

I looked like I had a new ring, and suddenly there was a emptiness in my heart, and I understood why I wanted to be calm for a while, but I was sent a picture that night.

It’s a picture of Songgawa and Hozuki’s brother in the open party, with beautiful women in the pool, and it’s very hot.

I don’t know.

“Miss, we can’t go in here. I’m sorry.

I stood at the door with pride, slanted by the guard of Ho’s house, slammed in a white shirt short skirt, walked in straight on a tarp shoe, and watched Songkawa, sitting on the couch, drinking.

“Sister of the Lo”?

And when he recognized me in the morning, he laughed, “What brings you here?” I’m sorry.

My lips were raised, and I looked to the morning and whispered, “Hey, brother, let me see the month.” I’m sorry.

“This L.A. Miss really doesn’t know much. I’m sorry.

“Yeah, it’s probably the news. I’m sorry.

“Brother Morning, introduce. I’m sorry.

In the morning, when I heard a few words, I was blushing, and I was embarrassed to take up the wine, and I quickly changed the juice, and I passed it to my hand, and I looked at a couple of the boys next to my eye, and I said, “She’s young, don’t hit her. Lorraine, wait here. I’ll call you Moon. I’m sorry.

I’m not young anymore, 21 years old.

And all the people laughed, and I responded, and I turned away from them, and sat silently, not far from Songchuan, but with juice, and tenderly.

“Miss Lo, fruit. I’m sorry.

“Thank you. I’m sorry.

And I was soft, and I looked at them as I couldn’t help, and whispered, “I don’t eat.” I’m sorry.

“What do you want to eat? I’m sorry.

I’m just pretending to be a kid, but there’s a couple of guys over here who look like I’m a kid, and they’re just talking about it, and they’re sitting closer and closer.

In normal times, I’m sure a warning will pass, but this time I put up with it.

276

“Robert.”

“Go. I’m sorry.

When I saw the moon coming out, and before I had the time to respond, Songkawa had already come along and taken me away, regardless of what was wrong.

“Mr. Song, that’s my sister! I’m sorry.

Why did you rush up here in the morning, but Songkawa Zhangguchi asked: “Do you consider her your sister?” I’m sorry.

I was taken to the villa next door by Songchuan, and the door opened and I was thrown on the couch.

Brother…

I bit my lips and watched Songchuan walk around with a glass, so I covered my mouth with fear and said, “Big brother, pregnant people can’t drink, it’s bad for the baby…”

Songchuan looked at me in his face and said, “Don’t talk to me in that tone. I’m sorry.

My eyes are filled with tears, and my eyes are filled with him, and I want to go to him, and go straight to him, and it will only be counterproductive, and it will not be better to walk the opposite way, and to follow the temptation.

Brother…

Songkawa bit on his teeth and threw his glass over the ground, scared me and looked at him.

Songchuan went to take a bath, even using strawberry-flavored saliva, and when he came back to me, there was almost no wine, just a dark, dark look at me. I’m sorry.

And there was something wrong with me, and almost immediately I answered, “They are brothers, and you are a different brother.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan looked at me.

I softly said, “You’re still my type. I’m sorry.

Songchuan stopped for a moment, but soon laughed, “The acting has improved. I’m sorry.

I think I’m the poor kid now. Songchuan has become a full storyteller.

I looked, I wondered, I leaned over his jaw, I kissed, I smiled, and I smiled, “Do you want to practice a kiss? I’m sorry.

Waiting for Songkawa.

I’ve leaned over and kissed him, like I’m eating a soft, sweet strawberry.

And I opened my eyes, looked at his eyes, looked up, and touched his soft hair.

278

Looks like a drunk.

When I woke up, it was so soft to the bone, it was so numb.

“Robert.”

“Hmm. I’m sorry.

I responded softly, turned in Songchuan’s arms, looked up at him as he slept, and pointed out my hand at his soft face.

Maybe I stuck too hard.

Songchuan woke up quickly, with his eyes open, he was asleep, he approached me unconsciously, kissed me, but the next second he stopped, moved his body and pulled his hand off my waist.

The smile of my mouth faded.

Songkawa looked at me in a cold light, and the eyelashes in the sun fell and closed his eyes again, “Why haven’t you left yet? I’m sorry.

When I paused, I kept the nameless fire alive and told myself that my goal now was to get Songchuan, and that the process was not important and that it was important to achieve the goal.

I lie on my bed, and I keep my eyes closed and my eyes closed, and I say, “I can’t walk.” I’m sorry.

Songchuan: …

279

There he was, lying with his eyes closed, and the room was quiet until the wind was clear, but the Songchuan phrase, why didn’t you leave, caused my stomach to burn.

About a moment.

“I am hungry. I’m sorry.

“What does it matter to me? I’m sorry.

I was biting on my lips, and I opened my eyes to Songkawa, and I began to regret that my heart was hurting him, so I did not have the will to kill him. I was not completely unable to cure him, but there was no relatively gentle way to cure him.

In the cold, I kicked Songchuan’s foot, and he couldn’t help but stunned, and he rose up and looked at me, and I covered my stomach with my eyes closed, pretending to know nothing, whispering, “The baby in her belly is hungry. I’m sorry.

Next second.

I heard Songchuan breathing heavy, but he didn’t say a word. He got up and dressed.

About half an hour.

I’ve washed up, just put on Songchuan’s shirt.

Dinner’s almost there.

280

“And fruit. I’m sorry.

I was sitting on the slipper on Songcheon’s shelf, not very heeling, sitting on a sofa cushion, eating it with a lunch box and saying, “Sweet water.” I’m sorry.

Songkawa’s eyes were dark, and he went to wash fruit, and he took warm water.

And I covered my lips, but I did not think that he would do so, and when he was about to exaggerate, he said, “Lorqué, I will not see the child in ten months, and I will strip you of your skin. I’m sorry.

I poked with chopsticks and said, “It’s not my fault. It’s not your sperm that survives. I’m sorry.

Songchuan: …

Songkawa’s face is already blue, and I smiled in a symbolic way, shut my mouth and eat with a small mouth, and Songkawa stares at me all the way, without saying a word.

Suddenly, the room was quiet.

I bit chopsticks and softly said, “Do you want to eat?” I’m sorry.

Songkawa is staring at me.

I promise I’ll never wear his clothes again.

281.

Songchuan didn’t drive me away, as if he had accepted me to be by his side, which was a step in step, but gradually I found the women around Songchuan endlessly.

And Songkawa doesn’t seem to mind either.

“Mrs. Lo, I’m sorry, sir. I have an appointment today. I’m sorry.

“Sorry, Miss Law. I’m sorry.

“There’s a deal. I’m sorry.

Again, two months.

I’ve heard it many times, only when Songchuan still hates what happened four years ago, and I can bear it as long as he doesn’t suddenly disappear and comes back to me every day, but when I read the news, I began to realize that Songchuan was purposeful.

His picture on the news is almost the same as that of me and that boy star.

He’s getting back at me.

It’s childish, but I owe him my childish.

282.

It’s getting late.

I looked at the bells on the wall, and I did not consciously look outside the door, but I only saw the courtyard, which was replete with water, and saw the shadows of the trees and the sand spilling.

“Sir. I’m sorry.

I listened to the woman’s voice, and her body fell into the sofa, slanted in the door, and she shivered a little until I opened her mouth: “Lo, Miss Lo…”

I kind of took a look at her.

Songchuan was drunk, and his dark, dark eyes looked at me.

I don’t know what his eyes mean, as if I was waiting for me to say, but I didn’t mean to respond at all, except that the secret hand was about to ring.

As soon as the woman was gone, I went to the bedroom with the soup.

When Songchuan sat on the couch, and his hair was groaning, and his face covered in his face was cold, and when he looked at me, he quickly turned away from his eyes and said, “Get out of here.” I’m sorry.

“Drink the wake-up soup. I’m sorry.

I looked in my eyes and tried the soup, and I handed the bowl over, “Or I’ll wake up tomorrow and have a headache…”

“Get out. I’m sorry.

Songchuan’s resounding voice, like a long-silent fury, exclaimed: “Does Miss Lotto not understand?” This is my house, not where you want to come and go! I’m sorry.

It’s over.

Soongkawa even found it incomprehensible, and said, “Who would have preferred you to be a grinder if it wasn’t for your father?” I’m sorry.

Voice just dropped.

I’ve got a soup that’s pouring directly on Songkawa’s face.

283.

The bowl is broken on the ground.

I looked cold-faced to Songchuan, with my hands around my waist, and looked at the soup coming down his jaw, and said, “Who wouldn’t like me?” Speak clearly, Songchuan.”

Songchuan choked and cried out, “You were deliberately tormenting me, weren’t you? I’m sorry.

I’m quiet, “Yes. I’m sorry.

It was clear that Songkawa was angry with me, but until he opened his mouth, I said, “I will not judge you with what you have just said, and now say to me every word, and if you say so, I will go to my heart.” I’m sorry.

It’s over.

And I added, “You know better than anyone, I’ve never been patient. I’m sorry.

Songkawa’s silent.

I’m still thinking of Songchuan’s scandalous photo, with his tongue on his jaw, and whispering, “Tomorrow, 8:00 a.m., if you don’t come, we’re done. I’m sorry.

284

When I left the villa, my nostrils were sour, and the stars were twirling outside, and the stars were screeching with eyes and tears were spilling out.

The next day.

When my cell phone rings at 6:00, I opened my eyes and tried to reach out and turn off the alarm, but I sat up and felt abdominal pain.

Invisible.

I had a bad feeling that as soon as I got to the bathroom, there was blood on the bed.

I don’t know.

Aunt Cheung…

I looked in my eyebrow and cried so hard yesterday, I couldn’t hear my voice, and when I came downstairs, my family was empty.

Everything’s in a hurry.

285.

When I arrived at the hospital, I was all dazed and just told the doctor that I might be pregnant, and I had to take care of it, and I couldn’t talk anymore.

When I woke up again after a diarrhea abdomen, the needle had been hanged by the bed, and I felt a bit out of my mind and touched my stomach.

“The baby’s okay.” I’m sorry.

And I blinked, and I blinked, and I said, “What time is it?”

Nurse: Twelve o’clock. I’m sorry.

My eyes were on my finger, my strawberry ring, and I choked and cried.

The nurse got scared and poured me a glass of warm water, and he started saying: “Miss, don’t cry. Your husband’s out shopping. He’ll be back soon. I’m sorry.

“Hmm? I’m sorry.

I choked and cried and looked at the nurse and saw Songchuan come in with his lunch box.

SONG KONG CHOI looked at me and walked up to me, put the lunch box on the table, scratched my hand off the tears of my eyebrow and whispered, “It hurts. I’m sorry.

I bit my lips and shook my head, and I couldn’t believe that Songchuan was here, with his eyes red-eyed and his tears and his whisper: “What are you doing here?” I’m sorry.

“Your husband followed the ambulance.” I’m sorry.

I looked up to Songgawa.

Songcheon sat by his bed with a stool, and the sun fell on his shoulder, and began to tear down the lunch box, with a thin eyelashes on the white skin of his eyes, carrying a spoon of soup to my mouth, saying, “There is nothing but fear for a liar. I’m sorry.

Someone’s afraid I’m going to go back.

Listen to what you’re saying.

Heard her back.

I have only two words to describe: urgency.

– Songchuan.

One.

– Not four years.

Time is like a water grinder. I thought the knife was all about my heart, but I didn’t want the knife to show her face.

I will always remember that I saw her in front of that falling window, and that the leaves were thick in the window yard, washed by the rain, and there was a little bit of silence.

She’s like a man in a picture and she’s like a “brother” to show her daughter’s soft ass.

And the sun fell into the eyes of a puddle as a mist, and it was just a little bit of the tail of the eye, and it was a little bit of a swirling, and it looked at me as if I was looking at a pet.

Two.

When I looked at her, I decided to stay at Lo’s house, to guard against her and not to give my life.

One after the other brother.

I know that she has no good intentions and wants to pretend not to hear, but she still suffers.

Dream back at midnight.

Every time I think of her, I hate her so much, I want to cut her to pieces, I want to break her leg, I want to lock her up and I want her to think about it.

But.

It’s been a long time. I’ve been thinking. She’ll come back.

Heard her back.

The feeling in my heart can only be described in two words: urgency.

After four years, he simply forgot to take the elevator, ran all the way from his office to the garage and was ready to drive, but found that he had forgotten his keys and ran back in haste.

Just one trip, sweaty, breathless, everyone in the office staring at me with the wrong eyes, but I couldn’t take it that far.

I expect to see her, but I hate her.

Hated why she came back, yet his body was honest enough to step on it.

Maybe.

I hate her more before I come back.

On the way to the police station, I asked someone to stop the Lo’s assistant’s car and to make sure that the Lo’s people could not make it to the station.

The car drove all the way to the campus near the police station.

At the end of the day, I learned to study myself.

When the light is wrong and the sand is windy, it does not affect the students who walk with them. See how normal it is for other girls to laugh, and know how abnormal it is for Loho.

She’s like a hedgehog, she talks with a sting, her eyes with a sting, and every sting is in my heart.

Green light on.

The young man’s horn was flying, and the girl behind him was on his lips, and I looked out of my mind and felt that the past had been cut, and the tearing heart was still visible.

But an unknown fear devoured me even more.

I don’t know.

She won’t be around anyone else.

I saw myself in the rear-view mirror in the brake when the engine started. I’m on the steering wheel and I just think about it and I’m gonna bite my teeth.

I don’t know.

I will do this for the sake of the people, and for the cause of God, and I will come alone, without any help or help.

Who helps who dies.

It’s just that I’m always afraid that she hates me when I think about it.

How ridiculous.

I hate her so much, but I’m afraid she hates me.

Once upon a time, I tried countless times to deter her, to keep her away from me, but when I found out that she was starting to fear me, I fell into a cave.

This scourge.

She’s been greeted in her heart a million times, but she still can’t.

Too temperate, not good.

Always thinking about leaving me, but I still can’t get used to her.

I’m probably used to waking up in a dream because she left, and when I really woke up and didn’t see her, I was just lying on my bed, my heart was empty and my eyes were burning.

Six.

That’s the second time I’ve cried in my life.

First time.

It’s because she said break up.

Like no matter how hard I try.

In her world, there was never a place for me, and, like she said to Han Xin-taek, there were so many good people for her, I’m the oldest.

She never needed anyone else to be nice to her, and she never wanted anyone to be nice to her.

She’s like this, like nobody cares, and she likes to be flattered. Is it true that she thinks I won’t give up on her?

I’m trying.

And she started to wander around in front of me, like a schoolmate who hadn’t seen me for years, and then came to me for money.

I’m a little smug, and I’m still sad when I’m drunk.

Sorry I was just one of her.

When she returned to the house, I tried to restrain myself, but I kept it in my heart, holding on to her wrist, asking her questions, trying to strangle her, but I couldn’t help it.

If I’m guilty, let the law punish me, not let her.

“Robert, did you do it on purpose?”

“You think you can escape today?” I’m sorry.

She looked at me quietly, softly, “No running. I’m sorry.

Will you never run?

I can’t ask.

Like an endless stalemate, she stayed in my house, with me day by day, for two months, countless nights, countless times afraid to enter the door and see empty houses.

But this time, every time, I saw her.

For business contracts?

Think carefully, obviously not.

This scourge has grown and its perpetrators have become more capable of cutting off half of my business. As in the past, there were many tricks, but they were old-fashioned when they first entered the mall.

I sometimes look at the way she sleeps in my arms and even wonders what kind of trick she’s gonna do to take me down.

Two times on a man.

I will not allow such a mistake.

If she’s playing me again, then goodbye.

Four years ago, I had no dignity because of her.

Four years later, I do not want to repeat myself.

I mentioned getting married once, but she ran away, and this time I won’t say anything.

But if she doesn’t fool me, is she gonna stay with me as an unmarried person?

She’s willing, and Lorraine won’t.

If that old fox breaks it up, I’m afraid I won’t get a chance to turn around.

I want her to say it myself, and I’m just like her, pretending to cheat, pretending to be with another woman, but I don’t care how I look at her, how I look.

She didn’t react at all, not at all.

I feel like a jumper. Maybe she thinks I’m a sex friend.

It’s okay to sit in a room, and I think I’ve devoted my life’s tears to this grinder and I’ve got to tell myself with a bottle. I don’t like her at all.

Who would like a grinder then.

But I feel bad, no matter how much I drink, and I can’t burn my heart’s pain in my throat until she wakes up a bowl of wine and soup in my face.

“Tomorrow at 8:00 a.m., the Jiangdu Civil Administration. If you don’t come, we’re done, okay? I’m sorry.

I think this is another joke.

And I fell down on the couch, and when I passed over it, the sky was covered, and We looked out of it at the broken bowl, and ran out in panic, and went back to the bath, and changed into clean clothes.

Looking at himself with a tie in front of the mirror, his nostrils were sour, but he slightly raised his jaw and told himself silently for the last time.

Take the papers.

I came back to the Lo’s door again.

3:00 in the morning.

So I looked at the way I had walked a million times, remembering the little face I saw through the mirror, standing in front of the door, in the cold wind, one person, suffering from loss and loss.

If this is a lie, I’ll never talk to you again.

Lorraine.

Listen to what you’re saying.

Brother, I’m here.

– Lorraine.

“Aah. I’m sorry.

The morning sun lays on the red bed, and one’s soft, white feet swung out of the blanket, and his hair was scattered in the neck, but he was still not cut in half.

The light is in the wrong place, the tiny lashes are shaking.

If I heard my footsteps, Loren sat up with his eyes closed, and he sat on his bed with his yawns, reaching out with a soft hand.

“Don’t be so cute. I’m sorry.

I had guessed what she was going to say, and it was a stop in advance, and she didn’t listen to me, and she was wrinkled, and she said, “Cuddle.” I’m sorry.

“No hug. I’m sorry.

And We put on the head of the bed with strawberries, and carried one of them to her lips, and looked at her and opened their eyes, so We stood by her side in coldness, waiting for her to hold me.

Yes, I did.

But the eyes were still stuck open, biting the strawberries, hugging my waist again, and it was sticky.

Her mouth was covered in strawberries, and her white face was stuck to my chest as if I had bullied her.

One.

It’s common to be in bed during pregnancy, but the one thing that scares me most is that she steals.

Since she went to university in the field and was left unattended, she often did not eat on time, even if her stomach was not well, and the problem of picking food was exacerbated. Don’t ask why you eat snacks. It’s the baby.

“Ugh…”

When I saw her vomiting, I hated to get pregnant.

I ate something like that. I threw up. I didn’t grow anything.

I watched her little face pale, and I kept a secret from the little bastard in her belly and poured water to wash her mouth, and I got a little angry and took her back to bed.

“I’ll get the lemon. I’m sorry.

Good thing I’ve been learning about taking care of pregnant women.

“Does it hurt?”

I look at her, and I’m starting to regret not having to do contraception. I don’t need children. I just need her.

Lodge is on the bed, with lemon in his hand, covered in silence, covered in the bellows raised by a little bit, and looked at me in the dark, blinking in the eyes, softly reminding me, “Do your own business, don’t be late for work, I’m fine.” I’m sorry.

I look at her, “Are you sure?”

Lorraine bites his lips, nods his head, and I look good.

Breakfast is on the table. I’m sorry.

“Okay. Muamu, a brother. I’m sorry.

I looked at her like a ghost, raised her face and gave her a kiss, but I wondered what she might do and pretended to leave and return.

Two.

“I want sour powder. I’m sorry.

“Well, yogurt juice, medium concentration. I’m sorry.

“No onions, no garlic.” I’m sorry.

So brazen.

I can’t think of a second person except Lope.

Through the door, I watched her lie on the bed, with her little feet crouching on her knees and shaking in her legs, with her horns raised slightly, and I wanted to see who she was asking to buy her.

About half an hour later.

The delivery boy in the yellow dress came with the bamboo.

Lorraine ran down the stairs with his legs running all the way to the door and went down the street and talked to his brother.

The delivery boy saw me.

“You gave it to me again, brother. I’m…

Lorraine smiles and says, “I’ve carried a delivery, I’ve seen a delivery boy hangs there, I’ve turned my head, I’m like a helpless little friend, I’ve got a big mouth.”

“Why didn’t you leave?”

I took a look at the delivery boy, and I noticed the way she hid the lunch box, and I looked at her, “No breakfast.” I’m sorry.

Brother…

Lorraine, with his cheeks on his back, ran in front of me with his little scrambling and his little face with his big slaps.

So I stood there and waited for her to come.

“Big brother, kiss. I’m sorry.

I blinked with my eyes and kissed my toes in front of me, and I looked at her, my throat was rolling, I couldn’t help but lean down, and I covered her lips with kisses.

“In the morning!”

The delivery boy swooped and smiled, and the car fell off his head.

The sour powder tastes heavy, but I’d rather she eat it, given that Lorelei drank a bowl of fresh congee first.

Dude.

It’s good to eat one meal at a time, even if it’s hot enough to spit.

“So good?”

Brother! I’m sorry.

I looked at her pink little tongue, and her throat was rolling a little bit, and I reached out and pulled. She had a bowl, watched her food-protected bowl, smiled unconsciously and slightly opened her eyes.

Lorraine during her pregnancy, who ate and threw up, went back and forth many times and even lost a lot of weight, and I kept a secret account for that little bastard.

But there is no other choice but to finish what we have and to leave home as soon as possible.

After my marriage to Lodge, Lodge and I had always intended to devolve power on me, but I didn’t take it from the public to the private sector, but I did part of the job for Lodge.

The fact that the two companies have accumulated a lot of things, even people I know, has shown me the world’s differences.

For example:

Someone wants to send a woman to the hotel where I went on business.

“Mrs. Song is pregnant. This is your chance to take over. I’m sorry.

“Don’t worry, there’s medicine. I’m sorry.

“No man does not cheat when his wife is pregnant. I’m sorry.

A few metres away.

I looked at the scrawny model, just looking at the assistant, swapping the room keys with him and going straight upstairs.

I’m hungry, but I only have Morrows.

At 8-9 p.m.

I sat alone on the sofa, looking at the chat box of the letter, waiting for Loren to send me a message, but I hadn’t seen it for a long time, and I had to type it myself and then delete it.

He hesitated for a long time.

I was going to pretend to call her and hang up, but before I could do that, the door was knocked.

“Sir!”

The assistant sounded scared, but soon he smiled. When I went downstairs to get the takeout, I found out that the lady had been arrested! I’m sorry.

In the big hall, the lights are clear.

“Who are you! Let go of me! You’re crazy!”

Lorraine was wearing a light-coloured dress, with a small abdomen rising, slanted by a model who was pressed on the table by a bodyguard, dumped her card on her face, faded, caressed her abdomen and smiled:

“You’re crazy too. My people dare to touch it. I’m sorry.

My man.

I don’t know what to say.

I think I’ve seen her look so soft and sweet, and I’ve seen her look so mean again.

Six.

The little hedgehog is still the little one, but now I have only a soft stomach, and it’s very violent when I get outside.

“Sir, do you want to pass…”

Wait until the assistant is finished.

I was walking towards Lodge, and I was about to see him, and Lodgeton fell down and looked me in the face.

“Come here at night?”

And We lifted her with the eyebrows, so that we could pre-empt her, and leaned down and carried her over to the elevator.

“I didn’t know there were such beautiful women.” I’m sorry.

“Where are the most beautiful women?” I’m sorry.

Lorraine Face.

And I said, “Is it in my arms?”

Lorraine’s got his face on, his drums on, he can’t smile, and he starts squeezing with his white hands. My face, my neck, and my voice:

“You don’t send me messages. I’m sorry.

I was laughing, and I knew that she had changed a lot during pregnancy, kissing her face, and whispering, “Now.” I’m sorry.

Lorraine, who was just about to hold on to my family, who saw the waiter passing by, fell down, stomped on my neck, and grunted in a serious manner:

“Well, I’m gentle, I don’t care. I’m sorry.

Gentle and generous.

I wanted to laugh, but I didn’t dare.

I don’t know how Lorelei ended up dealing with that woman, but I know she’s making a lot of trouble, and she’s doing everything for the second half of the year.

Through this service.

When I talk business again, even to those who drink to me, Lorraine has succeeded in turning from a bad role in the mall to a bad role in the home, laughing to remind me that there are pregnant women in my house, and it’s best not to smoke.

However.

More deeply, I’m supposed to be in charge.

I’d like to, but this grinder doesn’t have the energy to control me, either in the business or in the mouth, sometimes with strawberries.

Mua. I’m sorry.

I seriously doubt she’s doing it on purpose, twirling in my arms, walking like a boneless cat, staring at me with a big, innocent eye.

When she was a hedgehog, it was me.

Now it’s a cat or a full sniper.

I used to fight her out of a desire for life, and now out of a desire for life, but I can only watch her swallowing, rolling her throat and counting time.

“Move. I’m sorry.

“Go to sleep.” I’m sorry.

“To take my brother.” I’m sorry.

She’s really not afraid of me, sitting on my lap, putting her hands on my shoulder, smiling at me, just like you’re doing.

Brother…

I hugged her back, licked her lips slightly, decided to teach her a lesson, leaned over and kissed her, and didn’t want her to go against me and push me.

“Robert! I’m sorry.

I whispered.

Some people don’t think that they’re raising their jaws a little bit, and they laugh so much. I’m sorry.

I tried with great restraint, but I couldn’t help but kiss her neck, put her on the couch and ran into the bathroom.

Through a door.

Someone’s laughing, I’m taking a cold shower, and I can totally imagine her laughing all over the couch.

Ask her too much.

And more than that, every time I rub her in the calves, she’s gonna have to stretch her foot. My back, and I started shaking my head and smiling softly: “My husband.” I’m sorry.

Others get emotional when they’re pregnant, she gets pregnant and I’m the only one who gets excited.

Shit.

With regard to the birth of a child, I was always prepared to go to the hospital with Lope a month before the birth, but I didn’t want to be in the hospital for a short time and saw other pregnant women coming in.

A man and a nurse put together in a cart with a pregnant woman and had not yet entered the delivery room, and the pregnant woman was crying and crying.

Eleven.

I couldn’t help but look at Lope with my eye on the cart, and I saw her pulling her little head, and the whole thing was so full of shit, and suddenly I started to cry.

“Good boy. I’m sorry.

I made a sound of consolation and reached out and touched her head, whispering, “Don’t be afraid. I’m sorry.

Lorraine took two stabbings and probably felt ashamed to cry, took a deep breath and looked me in the eye.

I’m a little upset by her eyes and I’m ready to talk.

She said, “I’ve been eating too much lately. Can you hold me?” I’m sorry.

She choked: “It would be a shame if she couldn’t hold it.” I’m sorry.

My mouth moved a little, and she made me laugh and said, “I can hold it.” I’m sorry.

“Don’t act like I’m heavy.” I’m sorry.

I sprung my eyebrow, apparently feeling that she was already nervous, leaning down and hugging her, walking straight into the ward, stomping on her forehead, kissing and whispering, “Good boy. You’re not heavy, you better watch.

The head of Lorraine stood on my shoulder, squeezing my horn, and saying, “Brother.” I’m sorry.

It’s true to be afraid, for a month, every time someone gives birth, Lorraine always comes out to see, and comes back alone in a blanket.

“Baby. I’m sorry.

Lorraine opened his hand to me, reached out and held me. I took her in my arms, with two-thirds of her big hands and kissed her.

This is also the first time that I have actually felt Lope’s disquiet, and her whole person is in my arms with great dependence.

Honestly.

I’m scared, too, but I can’t show it, otherwise she’ll be more nervous.

“Where’s the husband? I’m sorry.

When the scream was ringing in the ward, it was a week before the expected date of the birth of Loretz that I quickly carried her to the cart, almost all the way to the door of the operating room.

For some time now, I have never been so flaming, and all those who watched after Biloqué went in are already dead, even more afraid for a while and my legs softened.

“Sir, ma’am will be fine. I’m sorry.

I sat on my face in a chair, with my lips on my face, and I thought four years was enough time to grind, but I didn’t want these hours, and it was almost like I was grinding away.

With the baby crying.

I stood up and didn’t want the nurse to walk out with two little children, and the cry was stopped, and as soon as I got here, the little one started to cry.

“Congratulations, it’s a baby. I’m sorry.

“Alas, the little princess looks like her father. I’m sorry.

Nurse’s making noise.

“The Treasures”?

I’ve been thinking about it, and I’ve been looking at it for a couple of days, and I’ve been showing it to a kid, and I’ve been looking at the operating room, and I’ve been looking at it, and I’ve been so anxious.

“Where’s my baby?”

The nurse stopped and looked at the little one in his arms and said, “Is this not your home? I’m sorry.

I almost didn’t say anything, but I didn’t want to open the door, and Loren was lying on an operating bed, and his eyes were as clean as a wave, and my smile was so low:

“Big brother, I’m here. I’m sorry.

The night Lorraine gave birth, sleeped well, but there was no blood on his small face, and I looked at him and remembered when she was standing at her door waiting for her testimony.

Ambulance one.

I was scared of my soul and watched her being pushed into the car, and then I broke into several red and green lights and followed the ambulance.

There’s blood under him.

I think I’m scared to death by Lorelei and that little bastard in her belly. I can’t imagine if I hadn’t stayed at the door to wait for Lope, would I have waited alone in the Civil Administration and left Jiangdu without seeing her.

“You are the patient…”

“I’m her husband. I’m sorry.

When I answered the nurse’s question, I was a little timid, after all, but I thought, who else would dare be her husband?

The pregnancy was followed by gastroenteritis.

Lorraine’s face didn’t get any better that day, but he was a little one in bed, and he ate a little bit, so he felt comfortable, wanted to go to sleep and watched me walk away from time to time.

Had to admit it.

I’ve forgiven her when she was being pulled by the horn and sneaking at me.

And I sat by the bed with a chair, and I looked at her as she had hurriedly slept, and I pulled her head out of her ear a little bit, and held her hand, gently squirting her fingerbones.

When it touches that strawberry ring. I hesitated for a moment to look at her, but I couldn’t help but look at her, and see her twirling and flaunting her lips, and whispering: “I will not go.” I’m sorry.

After all.

I’m going to do it for the people.

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