I took him to Chanel once.
He suddenly turned his face because she mistakenly thought he was paying, asked if he had a credit card or a letter.
“Don’t you get tired of it?” I’m sorry.
..when I didn’t pay?
Then he dumped him with the man in the house.
It’s so sweet every day.
One.
When a large amount of memories of the original book came into my mind, I was standing at the door of a Michelin Samsung restaurant with Fu Wing.
The waiter looked at him with oil and ash on his old coat and was embarrassed.
“Sir, people who are not dressed are not allowed to enter this restaurant. I’m sorry.
Fulgen looked at me with a cold face:
“How many times do you want to play this game?” I’m sorry.
“Look at my jokes, will they make you more noble?” I’m sorry.
“You think I did it on purpose? I’m sorry.
“Or what? You know I have a part-time job today and I’m still in this restaurant. Isn’t that why? Meng-hee, you make me sick. I’m sorry.
Speaking of which, the malice in his eyes came out almost undisguised.
If it had been before, I would have been too busy apologizing to him, saying I was wrong, misconsidered, and not thinking about his man’s self-esteem.
The waiter was then beaten hard and driven away with Fugen to eat the road stall he could afford.
Putting down her face, making him laugh.
Unfortunately, this is not the day.
I’m carrying a bag, and it’s not that bad.
“Your part-time job ends at 4:00. I’ll see you at 6:00. Your part-time shop is less than 2 km from school, so you crawl back and change. I’m sorry.
“Who do you want to lose when you come dressed like this? I’m sorry.
“Or do you think it’s hard to be my boyfriend, so I’m less happy than you? I’m sorry.
Fulgen looked at me with shock.
The expression is embarrassing after being stabbed in the head.
I don’t wait for him to answer.
“Mong-hee hates the troubles of strong men and never lacks the people to eat with me. Since you don’t have a date, go back to school now. I’m sorry.
After that, I stepped on high heels and walked into the restaurant and made a phone call to the sister Lin Willow.
She got here so fast, she smiled and said:
“You finally remembered me! They all say you’ve been fascinated by a man who’s been throwing money and laughing. I’m sorry.
I’m placing my eyebrow on it, and I’m digesting the information that just entered my mind.
She said, “No more.” I’m sorry.
If you follow the story in the original book.
And then I’ll ask my dad to help him in return, and I’ll put a green light on his business path.
When Fugen’s studio got better, my company went bankrupt.
I broke up with him in order not to bother him and made up my own reasons for having a new party.
He did everything he could with a grudge against me, but I went beyond it.
The parents died, and the housekeeper was killed alive in debt to protect me.
And I ended up selling wine in a nightclub, and when my guests were harassing me, I fell from the sky, and I was made to work.
After saving me from my guests and strangling my chin, I was asked, “Did Mon-hee regret that he humiliated me like that? I’m sorry.
Thinking of it, I’ve had a hard time and I’ve been drinking.
Willow will continue:
“When I came in, I saw a man dressed in dirty clothes standing at the door. I’m sorry.
I nod my head.
“You look a little bit, but you don’t have to spend $800,000. I’m sorry.
Willow Lin exaggerates, “and takes your money and doesn’t give you a good look. I’m sorry.
I said, “Don’t mention anything that’s disgusting, eat first.” I’m sorry.
Two.
I didn’t see Fu Wing standing in front of the restaurant until I finished eating.
And the moon was as weaved as it was in his face.
He looked at me, his voice was dumb and his voice was low: “Mong-hee. I’m sorry.
This is his soft signal.
If I put it in the past, I’m sure I can’t take it anymore.
Between me and Fu Wynn, he’ll always give me a little hand and I’ll give up without a line.
But that was before.
I looked at him, and I looked at him. I’m sorry.
“…I didn’t mean to. I had a lot of guests at the store today, and the boss left me an hour longer to change. I’m sorry.
He softly said, “I’m sorry, not again. I’m sorry.
I nod, “Okay, forgive me. Go back to school. I’m sorry.
“Where are you going? I’m sorry.
“Go home. I’m sorry.
The most important thing in all the memories is not to have feelings with Fugen, but to have a corporate crisis.
By the time we got home, Mengjih was running my garden in the yard.
He was five years older than me and grew up together, and now he has completed his master’s degree and remains in my house as housekeeper.
In that memory of the future, after Mon’s bankruptcy, he was killed alive with a steel pipe from a debt chaser to protect me.
And when I thought of it, I felt a pain in my heart and whispered, “Mongjino.” I’m sorry.
“The lady is back. I’m sorry.
He was a little surprised to put down the sprinkler.
There were several glass wind lamps in the courtyard, and the warm yellow light was flashing on his face, so that the otherwise cold eyebrows were soft.
He came by to open the door and let me in and change my shoes.
“Where are my parents?”
“Mrs. and Mrs. are paid tonight, pleased with the project over there. I’m sorry.
“Why? We’re not the ones who were chosen in the first place.”
Mengji hesitated, and finally said:
“The last time the retired oncologist was asked to come out, the man owed the other man a debt and was squeezed on the contract. I’m sorry.
I knew it all at once.
The so-called tumour saints were invited to show up in order to operate for a mother with cancer.
My dad’s always spoiled me, and I’ve been obnoxious or promised.
He was also given 800,000 dollars to cover the cost of surgery and subsequent hospitalization.
The heart was almost swallowed up by guilt, and the self-loathing of the heart peaked.
I bit my lips and said: “I am too ignorant, am I not?” I’m sorry.
Mengji was almost ready to shake his head and look at me with consolation: “A young lady, a little childish is normal.” I’m sorry.
In his eyes, I was always the little girl who was five years old, chasing him for snacks.
But I know that I’m 21 years old.
This responsibility cannot be avoided.
3
I made coffee and sat in the living room waiting for my parents to come back.
Mengji is standing across from me.
No matter what I say, he won’t sit down, and he will look serious: “The courtesy must not be lost.” I’m sorry.
I wrinkled my face: “How are you? I’m sorry.
He looked up and looked up, and said, “My lady, forgive me.” I’m sorry.
I was bored and finally began to take a closer look at his eyes.
That’s why Monkoto has a face that’s not bad for Fugen.
Even the thick contours and the sharpest eye are more attractive to see.
It was only that he stood behind me in silence and restraint, so that when I grew up I almost never saw him again.
“Mung Chi. I’m sorry.
I suddenly got curious and said, “Did you have a girlfriend when you were out in school? I’m sorry.
He was standing there in the first place, and it was like, “No.” I’m sorry.
“You look so good. No girl likes you? I’m sorry.
I can’t believe it. “What kind of girl do you like? I told you you were handsome and wanted to grow up with you. I’m sorry.
Mengji’s eyelashes are obscuring, and I can only hear what seems to be a bit of dullness and frustration.
“My lady, don’t make fun of me. I’m sorry.
And then I strangled on the couch and fell asleep.
Wake up in your own room.
Downstairs, the living room, apart from the nanny, was still one of Meng Chi.
I asked him, “Where are my parents? I’m sorry.
“Mrs. and Mrs. “Come back in the middle of the night to pack up and go to Sea City. Madame is asleep, I didn’t want to wake you, say anything later. I’m sorry.
He pours out a glass of milk and looks at me, “Let’s eat early and go back to school. I’m sorry.
I nod my head, pick up the sandwich from the plate.
“Who brought me back to my room after I fell asleep last night?” I’m sorry.
It was almost instantaneous, and the ears and necks before it were red.
He took a big step back and almost lost sight of me.
“…sorry, missy. I’m sorry.
“I’m just asking. Don’t be so nervous. I’m sorry.
I didn’t expect him to react this big, looking into my eyes like a blip on the lake.
I can’t believe I stunned for a moment.
Mengji is about to realize that he’s out of his mind, that he’s a little less temperamental, that he’s just a moment later:
“Let me take you to school. I’m sorry.
Bentley, who was placed as laser powder, stopped at the entrance to the school, and I was carrying a small bag.
I just walked up to the school building and ran into Fu Wing.
A few steps away from the tree, he was bowing his head and whispering to a white-hot girl with a microfilm in her face.
It’s a flower.
Fulgen’s contract fiancée years later.
In the original scene, she’s had a crush on me since I was a kid.
Then he became his fiancée, and then he saw that he hated me more and more.
I went straight over there and I just heard that she’s trying to convince Futien:
“It’s not your fault, she has no respect for anyone. How many can bear it? I’m sorry.
“I’ll take care of it, don’t worry. I’m sorry.
And Su-jin looked at him with a sad face, and weeped with tears: “She has humiliated you in every way. My heart hurts, Ali.” I’m sorry.
“You’re heartbroken. You paid him back $800,000. I’m sorry.
I laughed, and I said, “Give you money and get you a doctor and you’ll be humiliated. I’m sorry.
Su-jin is angry:
“Mung-hee, you’re rich, but you’re not dependent on your family? If one day your family goes bankrupt, can you still do it in front of us? I’m sorry.
I got a buzz in my head.
There was a sudden overlap between her face and the original scene.
Then We shall meet Fulgen five years later, and he shall fly, and I shall have nothing.
She was attached to my ear, and with the most gentle and harmless tone, she was spitting out the worst words:
“You see, when he left you, he soon became famous, and none of the people who were with you had a good end.” Meng-hee, you’re the meanest. I’m sorry.
“What will you do to redeem your sins? I’m sorry.
I killed myself when I was in shock.
Fu Wing arrived in time to save me.
And the first thing I did when I woke up was to take his horn and apologize for what she had done in the past.
4
But why should I apologize?
If he felt humiliated, he could have refused my money and refused my help.
Instead of taking everything, I’d say you’re sorry to anyone who saw him.
That’s disgusting.
I was cold-faced and raised my hand to give Fu a slap, but he grabbed it.
He bit his teeth and said, “Have you had enough, Meng-hee? I’m sorry.
“I’m just a friend with Soze, if you feel like you’re still breathing, come at me, and don’t make it hard on her.” I’m sorry.
And Su Qi looked at me with bitterness, and with sorrow, and he looked at Futian: “Afian, do not be so humble to yourself. I’m sorry.
“It’s really a couple of hard times. I’m sorry.
I smiled and looked at the hand he held my wrist, “Didn’t I come after you? Let go of me and slap you. I’m sorry.
“Don’t mess up, I’m sorry if you’re still angry about last night. I’m sorry.
“It’s hard to get two slaps. I’m sorry.
I nod my head, “Yeah, well, for your face, after all, I used to pay 800,000 dollars for a little. I’m sorry.
I’ve mentioned that money three or five times, without a doubt, to the noble pride of that man.
Enough!
He was cold, staring at me with hate, “I told you, I’ll pay you back. I’m sorry.
I will not give in to the least: “Oh, when will you return?” I’m sorry.
His eyelashes were tremors, but he was unable to spit out a precise date with hard breath and had to stand in silence.
There’s a short heart, a flash of bitter pain.
I know that very well because I really liked him.
A young man as thin and tenacious as a bamboo will attract my sight.
So I offered to help him, and I was afraid that it would hurt his self-esteem, put his body down, and make a lot of good.
In exchange, he’s taking it for granted.
Everything I gave was ignored, and he only remembered the sense of humiliation.
So, even after years of break-up, Fugen was thinking about it, asking me to admit it:
It was my fault to give him money to help him at his most difficult time.
“You’re on your own. Nobody’s forcing you. I’m sorry.
Soo-soo opened his eyes in red.
“Mung Hee, money cannot buy everything. You can’t force him to fall in love with you, even if you’re paying for it. I’m sorry.
And we looked to her, “Who is he who loves? Are you? I’m sorry.
Sioux took a look at what was next to him and saw that his eyes were on me.
5
It’s almost time. I’m in a hurry to go to class and I don’t care.
After two days at school, Mengjishi called and said my parents were back and he drove to pick me up.
When I came downstairs, Fu Wing stopped me at the door.
Now, at a critical stage in the development of the studio he created, there is a part-time post-cooking at the restaurant, which should be a busy time.
Before, I tried to stick to him and run behind him.
“What’s wrong?”
Fu Wing looked at me, and there was some strange emotion:
“You’ve been wanting me to go to the playground with you. I have time this afternoon. I’m sorry.
It’s for me.
I laughed, “Move, I’m going home.” I’m sorry.
He refused to allow me to look at me, and looked at me, “Mong-hee, I’m so busy, don’t be agitated with me.” I’m sorry.
“Girl”?
I think it’s funny.
Fulgen, take your place. Tell me you’re my boyfriend. Tell me you’re mean. I want to see you, you give me time right now. When I don’t have time to see you, you better watch your back. Leave me alone, okay? I’m sorry.
I missed him and walked outside the school.
Meng Chi helped me pull the door and hand me the paper bag in front:
“When you came by the sweet shop you liked to buy bread. I’m sorry.
I took out a piece of toast and looked at him. I’m sorry.
It’s a long way from home to school.
“Well, it’s passing by. I’m sorry.
From my point of view, his pretty side face, his brow, his brow, his eyelashes were long and thick, as his lips were covered, his wiring was tight and his ears were red.
Mengji started the car calmly.
And I chewed on my toast, and suddenly I say, “Your ears are red. I’m sorry.
Then he succeeded in seeing the red one spread from the ear to the neck.
“When Madame came back, she brought a gift for her daughter. I’m sorry.
He’s driving while he’s trying to change the subject.
“Lou went to the market to pick up fresh black tiger shrimp and say it’ll be your favorite greasy shrimp…”
I’m holding half a bag of toast in the car seat and listening to him talk about the trivialities of life.
It’s warm outside the window. I fell asleep.
It’s a dream.
The company went bankrupt, my dad jumped off the stairs and my mom stopped breathing in the bed.
Mengjijiji took me to an old rental house in the town, but he was found by a debt collector.
In front of me, they broke his spine with an inch of the pipe.
He was covered in blood, or he was standing in the way of the crowd, looking at me with his dim eyes.
Run, Missy, run…
I ran out of my sleep helplessly, couldn’t find a little formal job and ended up selling wine at a nightclub.
He came to the store to make fun of me, and ordered wine to make me drink.
Then he became the new and noble, and appeared with his gorgeous fiancée Su.
I wanted to run away, but I was tied to something.
There’s weird noises in your ears.
“As poor as she is, I can’t blame her. A man’s self-esteem has been humiliated, and it’s hard for him to break up like that.”
“Don’t let the hostess suffer again, and she will never realize that she was wrong. I’m sorry.
“Mung-hee is so ignorant, she’s so poor, she’s in debt and he’s willing to accept her, isn’t she because she loves her? I’m sorry.
I was terrified to look around and try to find out where those voices came from.
But nothing.
“My lady. I’m sorry.
“My Lady…”
Hee-hee! I’m sorry.
The familiar sound is in the ear, like a light in the dark.
I opened my eyes and saw Meng Chi, who was anxious.
The distance is near, and his warm breath is before me.
It’s Meng Chi who’s alive.
Nothing in the dream has happened yet.
I looked at Monkoto in front of me, and the sight became blurred and tears came out.
He was in a state of panic and drew paper towels and tried to wipe them for me, but he didn’t dare touch my face, and he ended up in a state of nowhere.
I held his hand and felt the warmth of the palm and finally returned to reality from the dream.
“Mong Chi, don’t die. I’m sorry.
He looked down at me, and the hand he was holding was a little tweaked.
“With the order of my lady, I will not die. I’m sorry.
Six.
After dinner at home, I called my dad into the study.
“What’s wrong with Hee-hee? Is your boyfriend needing your help again? I’m sorry.
He looked at me with all his heart, but under a few pieces of displeasure towards Fu Fong.
I can see better and feel worse.
“…and he’s okay. I’m sorry.
I bit my lips and whispered, “Dad, have you and my mom been looking at any investment projects lately? I’m sorry.
There are no details about my bankruptcy.
Just to say that my parents failed to invest in a project and the financial chain broke, leading to a series of chain reactions.
“Why did you suddenly think about the company? I’m sorry.
That said, he turned on his computer and showed me without reservation their recent investment cooperation programme.
At first glance, there was no anomaly.
Until I found a familiar name with a partner in a project.
– A canoe.
If I remember correctly, the man is the best brother in five years and the first man in the year to see the potential for perfunctory, willing to invest in his company.
That doesn’t mean that.
My family’s bankruptcy, my parents’ death, everything I’ve been through in my life.
I don’t know.
The heart beats so fast as to hear the blood running.
I breathed and tried to calm myself: “Why choose this project?” I’m sorry.
My dad took a look at it: “It’s the guy Luk came to us, and your mom and I took a look at the program and thought it was okay, and it was on the alternative list, and the contract was not signed. I’m sorry.
There’s something going on in the brain.
I looked at the name of the canoe for a long time, and I finally spoke again.
“When we meet again, can you take me with you? I’m sorry.
My dad agreed.
What did he think before he left the study?
“Last time you said, “Let me take care of the Fufgan studio. I’m sorry.
“There was a little list from Secretary Zheng the other two days, and I let him throw it at Fu Wing’s studio. I’m sorry.
He rubbed my hair, “Don’t say Dad didn’t take care of your little boyfriend. I’m sorry.
My heart is full of sourness, and I suck my nose, and I look at my dad, “Don’t have to help him anymore.” I’m sorry.
My dad looked a little surprised.
“What, have you had a fight with Fu?” I’m sorry.
I shake my head and hold my father’s arm: “Nothing, I just don’t like him. I’m sorry.
I don’t have classes for the next few days. I’m just staying at home.
That’s why my mother arranged for Mengji to enter the company.
“At best, he would have done well to have a management post, but he insisted on starting at the bottom. I’m sorry.
My mother smiled at me with her forehead, “This child is modesty. I’m sorry.
Mengjiki was on the couch and I messed up his pillow and said with a smile:
“It is an honour for me to recognize you, but you must not be perceived as being insufficiently public and private. I’m sorry.
He bends over and puts his tummy back in place.
The fabric of the white shirt is vertically and in the wrinkles is clearly strangling the narrow waist, and down are two long and straight legs wrapped in suit pants.
“Hee-hee. I’m sorry.
I didn’t realize I was staring at Monkoto again until my mom called me.
She had a cup of tea, and looked at me with some thought: “How long has it been since she went shopping? I’m sorry.
7
Before, I took Fu Fong to Chanel.
He suddenly turned his face because she mistakenly thought he was paying, asked if he had a credit card or a letter.
“Don’t you get tired of it?” I’m sorry.
When he turned around, I went after him without even a bag, and it took me a long time to get a smile.
Naturally, in the original language, this was finally my crime.
“A bag of your hand, which covers his mother’s medical expenses for most of the month, like a slap on his face. For Futien, how bad does it hurt a man’s self-esteem? I’m sorry.
Now, Mengjino followed me to the door, and it was always the same.
I picked up two bags at my disposal and was about to settle the bill. Meng Chiu has taken his card first.
“It’s very expensive.” I’m sorry.
He smiled with his eyes on his face, and said, “My lady, don’t worry, I’ve saved a lot of money over the years.” I’m sorry.
I couldn’t stop him, watched him scratch money, carried a bag, and whispered, “What do you want to buy?” I’m sorry.
“If my mom knew I’d come out and spend your money, she’d have taught me. I’m sorry.
“I will not let my wife know.” I’m sorry.
Speaking out, we’ve gone out of the mall.
I haven’t figured out where I’m going to go, and suddenly I see a familiar figure.
It’s Fu Wing.
He hasn’t contacted me in the last few days because he said too much when he left.
I was so happy.
But now, when it was supposed to be busy in the studio, he followed a young man into the restaurant.
I slit my lips and followed Mengji.
They found a place to lean around the corner and waited a long time to finally see them coming out of the box.
I took out my cell phone, and I took pictures of Fugen and the men around him in a few green shades.
“Who is this man, have you seen him?”
Mengji-kun looks at the picture, and it’s getting colder. I’m sorry.
Sure.
I took the photo back twice, put the phone away, saw Fugen take the boat to the car across the glass, and hit the car back to school.
Today, he was dressed in his suit and packed up in all directions, and there was no way to see the way the waiter was stopped at the door six months ago.
I laughed and asked Mengjio: “Do you think I have a bad look? I’m sorry.
“It’s not Missy’s fault, it’s people’s lack of hearts, it’s bad thoughts, it’s hard to guard. I’m sorry.
He reached out and cut the steaks on the plate.
“Let’s eat first, I’ll report this to Mr. and Mrs. Don’t worry. I’m sorry.
Mengjishi, who grew up at Mon’s house, had seen my parents’ ways in business, and naturally had not looked at Fu.
But in that so-called text, it was him and the poor plan of the Ark, which brought down the Meng family for decades.
The heat on the plate came out, and the finger of Mengji’s finger was slightly red, and his boned fingers were long.
And We made him to stretch out his hand to hold it, and he drew his subconscious behind his back, but I held him even tighter.
“My Lady…”
The soundlines that remain forever shivering rarely, as soft feathers float across the heart.
I looked into his wet eyes and said, “Will you believe me if I were to say something incredible?” I’m sorry.
8
Late at night, in the villa garden, the moonlight is woven.
Mengji-kun sat across the street and looked at me in a steady manner:
“So, even if I died, didn’t I stop her from suffering so much? I’m sorry.
We shook our heads: “It was not your fault.” I’m sorry.
On thought, it seems that everything went off track from the moment Fugen entered my sight.
I fell from heaven, and he rose at an amazing rate.
It’s not logical. It’s just for the end.
“But I gave him the money to do everything in my power to help him start his business. Shouldn’t he thank me? Why should he be humiliated? Don’t take it from the start. I’m sorry.
I looked across the street at Monkoto and suddenly remembered something.
“When I was a kid, I told Mom and Dad to take you back to Mon’s house, to take you as a horse and throw you in the pot and make you do my homework. I’m sorry.
“No, I won’t. I’m sorry.
He shook his head, leaned forward and looked at me, “It’s always been an honor for me to be chosen by my lady.” I’m sorry.
There’s a nice smell of herb.
I think it’s as if I gave him the perfume.
Winter and artemisinin.
When I was on Fu Wing, I only remembered when I was passing through the counter, as if it was Monk’s birthday, and I picked a bottle.
“It’s late. Let’s go upstairs and rest. I’m sorry.
Meng Chiu’s voice broke my mind, “What can I do for you tomorrow?” I’m sorry.
He took me upstairs and said good night to me at the door of the bedroom without leaving immediately.
He said, “No matter what, I won’t let anything happen in your dream.” I’m sorry.
9
A few days later, I drove myself to Fugen’s studio.
The $800,000 that was given to him was not fully used for his mother ‘ s illness, and the remainder was later used to rent offices and create studios in the suburbs.
When I went in, I just saw what he and Soo-chi were working on in front of a computer.
It’s close, it’s confusing.
Suzie first found me, and he changed his face: “Who let you in? I’m sorry.
This guilty reaction.
It’s like I’m finding out what’s wrong.
“I came to my boyfriend with your permission. Get out. I’m sorry.
And Fu looked at me, but his words were to Su Qi, saying: Get out first. I’m sorry.
Sue looked at me with rage and got up and left.
With only the two of us left in the room, Fu Wing changed that cold look and laughed at me:
“What, Miss Meng is free today, and I’m glad she’s here? I’m sorry.
And he tried to squeeze me by the means of the former.
Thought I’d come to apologize and try to please him.
I smiled, “If I knew, why don’t you come over here and say something nice to cheer me up, and let me forget about your shameless act of hooking up with your little girl?” I’m sorry.
He looked at me with shock.
I went on to say, “My dad’s got a list for your studio, and you’re not grateful for it, but you’re just throwing it at me. I’m sorry.
Meng-hee!
He repulsed my voice with an overwhelming fire.
Fu Wing! Even your studio is open with the money I gave you, and if I want, I’ll take a transfer certificate and a bank run. Tell me again. You pack up and get out of here today, okay? I’m sorry.
Fou Fong was staring at me with his head on his head.
During this period, I was in stark contrast to what I had before him.
He must have noticed the anomaly, too.
At first, I had a little bit of tact in my heart.
When he realized that he and my family were inexorably affected, he was outraged.
I’m in love with this thing because I’ve built my own future and self-esteem and lost my family’s life.
Even in the end, I’ve had nothing, and he and the people around him are trying to brainwash me and tell me that it’s all my fault.
I pulled the chair down and looked at him with my chin up: “Apologize and come home to my father and thank him personally.” I’m sorry.
10
I drove Fu Fong home.
On the way, he held his jaw tight and sat up on the side of his side and said nothing.
I said, “If you take anything, don’t make a dead man’s face. I’m sorry.
He closed his eyes: “Mong-hee, I’m not laughing.” I’m sorry.
I said, “Sorry, you are.” I make you laugh, you have to laugh, or you’re out. I’m sorry.
When we entered the door, Mengjih was working in the yard to cut the twigs.
His eyes were on Fu Wing, and his lips were filled with a smile, but he saw the sharp edges of his eyes.
“The lady is back. I’m sorry.
He smiled and greeted me, “This is…”
“My boyfriend, Fu Wing. I’m sorry.
“What would Mr. Fu like to eat? I’ll get ready with Liu. I’m sorry.
“No, he didn’t stay for dinner, he came to thank my dad. I’m sorry.
I took Fu upstairs.
My dad’s waiting in the guest room, looking to Fugen’s eyes and looking around.
Fu Wing stood in front of him, straight on his back, as if he had been humiliated so much, that he had come out of his teeth with an unwanted thanks.
“Thank you, Mr. Meng, for your appreciation and care. I’m sorry.
My father said, “I don’t need your reward, just be good to Hee-hee.” I’m sorry.
“Yes. I’m sorry.
My dad looked at me and said, “Let’s go downstairs and rest. I’ll talk to Fu. I’m sorry.
He and Fu Wing talked a long time.
It wasn’t until Fugen left that he told me:
“The boy, Fu, has the power and the city, and he has signed the list, and today I’m asking him. I’m sorry.
“It is a pity that being rewarded with favors and not rewarded, or even vengeful to them, is truly immoral and inferior. I’m sorry.
Hee-hee, why do you like such a man before you? I’m sorry.
Meng Chiu?
I looked up at my dad, and I saw the way he was groaning:
“All these years, your heart, my mother and I are watching. I’m sorry.
“It’s not because of your status that you were opposed to being with Fu. On the contrary, it would be okay to be worse off if it were the best and the best. I’m sorry.
“But it’s an ambitious wolf.
My dad went down the stairs and I walked down the window and looked down.
In the dark, Meng Chi is still working on my garden.
When I was a kid, I read fairy tales, and I envyed the princess there for having her own garden, so my mother helped me open one.
Unfortunately, most of them are flowers that require careful care, and I have been impatient for a few days and ended up in Monkom.
This sort of thing, it’s been years.
When I looked at him as my brother, and saw the outside world, and he stood behind me in silence, I gradually ignored his existence.
But my dad said tonight that he thought of me.
What kind of mind would Monkoto have?
That’s not hard for me to guess.
I slowly swallowed down the stairs into the garden, in a few short minutes, and in my mind I flashed back countless fragments of Monkoh.
On the earth lies a trimmed rosary.
“Mung Chi. I’m sorry.
I picked it up and I whispered, “You don’t seem happy. I’m sorry.
“…it’s my personal problem. I’m sorry.
“Because I just said Fu Wing was my boyfriend in front of you, right? I’m sorry.
He leans over and doesn’t look at me anymore.
“But that was a part of the plan, and I won’t be fooled by him again. Why are you still upset? I’m sorry.
I walked over the rose and broke his shoulder by force: “Mongji, look at me. I’m sorry.
“I don’t look at people when I’m talking. I’m sorry.
The moon was covered, and his low eyelashes were like the wings of a butterfly, and he shuddered in my heart.
Through the cotton T-shirt, his hot body temperature was attached to my palm.
He almost took a twilight and tried to escape my sight: “Sorry, my lady, if I may offend you.”
I couldn’t say anything later.
I kissed him because I held his forelock, raised my feet.
The kiss was reckless and warm, and his hurried teeth slit on Mengji’s lips, and he snorted, but his face was redder.
“Imbecile, you have to answer me. I’m sorry.
“I’m sorry, my lady I didn’t learn. I’m sorry.
“Then hold me. Don’t let me fall. I’m sorry.
“Yes. I’m sorry.
In the midst of friction, roses are crushed, petals are scattered, and my clothes and Mengji’s are dyed with light red.
It’s a fresh fragrance, and it’s entangling with a sweet tan.
And I was all in his arms, and he held my waist, and sat with me on the swing.
The kiss ended, both of them were breathing fast and their hearts were beating.
“You like me, don’t you? I’m sorry.
He looked at me with his hands and his feet, as if nothing could ever be found.
“I just don’t want the young lady to think that I’m in a bad mood and that I’m the one who thinks of you.” I’m sorry.
I “sniffed” and I couldn’t bear to paste and kiss him.
“You’re so stupid, brother. I’m sorry.
“Is there a possibility that I was thinking about you too? I’m sorry.
Eleven.
When I was four years old, I was so jealous of my brother, I was so noisy that my parents gave me a brother.
My mother laughed at me: “Now she’s a brother.” I’m sorry.
I cried and asked for my brother, so they took me to the welfare home.
Meng Chi is my brother there.
He’s five years old and I’ve just finished primary school, and even so, he’ll come and pick me up on time every day.
The more my parents develop, the more I can’t take care of my family, the more Monjih and Liu look after me.
When I was 11 years old, I lost Snow White’s role in my campaign, crying at home.
Finally Mengji changed the Queen’s dress to play Snow White with me at home.
Mengjih went to Beijing to attend the best university in the year of the High Court.
I cried at home for days, and Meng Chi almost changed my volition, and finally my mom stopped me.
She said, “Hee-hee, you are almost 14 years old, and you are not a child who knows nothing.” You should know what that means to be honest. I’m sorry.
We cried, “But you said he was my brother.” I’m sorry.
“He is your brother, but not your servant. Respect his life.” I’m sorry.
Then We entered the age of youth, and there was no place to listen.
It seems that from then on, I stopped calling my brother Mengji but called him by his name in a provocative manner.
Even so, he only smiled with tolerance: “I’ll be happy with whatever the lady calls me.” I’m sorry.
From memory, the Monkoto has been red from ear to neck: “Don’t call me that. I’m sorry.
“Why not?” When I was a kid, I’d scream. I’m sorry.
He’s got two rolls up and down his throat and finally nods at the place of his life.
Then he whispered, “I didn’t think about it. I’m sorry.
“What did you think? I’m sorry.
His eyes were on my lips, and he began to burn, “I never thought my lady would see me.”
– It is as if the moon, which hangs high in the sky, would shine on me at some point.
And I hold his face: How many times do I have to kiss you, brother?
He came over and put his lips on my fingertips.
“That’s enough. I’m sorry.
Me and Monchoon went back to the house and my dad called him to the study.
And my mother sat in the living room and poured me a cup of tea, and said, “Are you sure you won’t be soft on him?” I’m sorry.
“He’s going to kill our family. How can I let him go?” I’m sorry.
The fate of the victim and the fate of the perpetrator are not forgotten.
“I’m just a little worried, after all, because you looked like he had to.” I’m sorry.
“I was young and ignorant. I’m sorry.
I whispered, “Well, there’s a chance to make up…”
It’s not like it’s in a dream.
In the following month, I ran to Fudian’s studio, looking at his face from day to day.
At first, he had the energy to fight with me and to come back with my unkind sarcasm.
But soon it will not be empty.
Because of his cooperation with the canoe, something’s wrong.
It is not five years later that they have yet to establish unbreakable friendships with the Guangmen family.
Moreover, their complicity is a matter of high returns and high risk.
Fu Wing would never have understood that because he spent the afternoon in my house and my dad pretended to be unwittingly telling the message that he was a successor to Meng.
On the other hand, the project that he used to set up a trap, no matter what, my parents wouldn’t let go.
It’s as if his ulterior motives had been detected.
It’s not like it’s a sensitive boat.
He went to see Fu and asked him if he had accidentally revealed what he had said to my father at my house that day.
Fu Fian denied it all.
And the more he denies, the more he suspects he’s anti-water.
Fu Wing was unable to learn from him what was going to happen, and the resources that had been allocated to his studio were withdrawn.
Nor can he receive any more help from me, and the cause is at an impasse.
“I’ve been at the company for so long that it’s almost certain that the canoes do have personnel inside and are the most important financial systems. I’m sorry.
After coming home at night, Mengjiki told us that the company’s accounts had been in trouble since three months ago.
“The movement is hidden, and if it remains undetected, the Meng’s financial flow will be fractured in less than six months, and it will no longer be possible to recycle. I’m sorry.
This coincides with the time when my family went bankrupt.
“If Hee-hee hadn’t warned me, your mother and I would’ve done a hell of a job here at the canoe. I’m sorry.
My dad was snorting, patting on my shoulder, and his eyes were getting sharper, “But it’s time for the net to go. I’m sorry.
12
My dad finally let go and promised to sign an investment contract with the canoe.
However, the contract had been validated by the time of the approval of the official seals and had to be resigned by a process of approval.
In this time lag, the canoe has almost exhausted all the funds in its possession in order to maintain the apparent normal operation of the project.
He used his early men in Mon’s financial system, and he got caught.
My father immediately called the police and the police quickly took away the men from the canoe and his arrangement, as well as those involved in the false investment project.
He’s a bastard son of Lu’s, who can’t compete for his family’s property, and he beats his mind to Meng’s, who is now in the air.
“It’s a gamble. I’m sorry.
Mengji said, “It’s just that he lost the bet. I’m sorry.
When this happened, I was sitting at the desk of the Fufgan studio.
He closed his eyes, as if he was spitting words, “Mung-hee, can you help me again?” I’m sorry.
Without the help of the canoe, and under my father’s hands, his studio could not last.
I looked at him, “Are you asking for help?” I’m sorry.
“Yes. I’m sorry.
I laughed, “Is this your attitude of begging?” Kneel down and say something nice. I’ll think about it. I’m sorry.
He raised his head and watched me dead.
A moment later, when the eyes hit each other, Fong bit his teeth and kneeled before me.
It’s full of shame and shame and it’s filled with hate.
“Please help me. I’m sorry.
I stood up and my heels kicked him in the mouth:
“Ridiculous, Fuffy. I don’t know what you’ve done. What makes you think I’ll help you? I’m sorry.
He got up from the ground and his eyes were red.
“Mung Hee, I’m your boyfriend. I’m sorry.
I laughed, “Oh, I’m sorry. I forgot to break up. I’m sorry.
He had a flashback on his face and looked at me unbelievably.
I guess so.
Once upon a time, I loved him with all my heart, and I didn’t mention my hand, even if I had to say anything, and I had to argue with him.
He must be so sure that my attitude has changed.
It’s nothing but a complaint from Su Xin.
He thinks I can’t leave him.
That is true of reality.
If I don’t wake up, now I’m in a state of bankruptcy for the Mon family, and I’m going to have to do everything in my power to make up a tedious reason for breaking up.
And never will it be known that Fuo Wing’s work was made up of the remains of my family.
And he took a deep breath: “Why is it that you are bored?”
‘Cause you’re unlucky, you’ll suck my family’s fortune. I’m sorry.
And I saw a flash of panic in his eyes.
“Isn’t the dignity of men precious? If it’s humiliating, why didn’t you say no at first? I’m asking for help while I’m conspiring with someone to think about my family’s things. I’m sorry.
There’s a siren coming in.
The boat probably confessed his complicity.
The moment the police pushed into the door, I leaned on the table and looked down at him:
“Furnen, the dream of flying, this is it. I’m sorry.
13
I met with Lin Willow again to thank her for what she said in front of the canoe.
“It’s not worth it to you to thank me. I’m sorry.
The willows waved less than they cared, and looked out the window again, “I heard you were with Mengjiji. I’m sorry.
“Will you be angry?” I’m sorry.
“What am I mad at?”
“You said before, you’re interested in Monkoto. I’m sorry.
“Hmm-hmm. I’m sorry.
# Lin Willow smiled #
“I knew that this boy had tried to misbehave you, but I didn’t know that you had no reaction, but rather had a heart for the man who was right and right.” I’m sorry.
“Do you know how they laughed at you when we were out there? They say you’re in love, you’re in love, you’re in love, you’re in love, you’re in love, you’re in love, you’re in love, you’re in love. I’m sorry.
She looked at my empty cup and pushed the bottle in front of me.
“It’s good that you’re awake now, or it’s really gonna work out between the canoe and your ex-boyfriend. I’m sorry.
She’s right.
In the words of the scriptures, I did not see the Lin Willows again after Mon’s bankruptcy.
I finished my last drink and said goodbye to Lin Willows and went out.
Mengji waits in front of the car and looks at me with the moonlight.
“Why don’t you come in with me?” I’m sorry.
“As a matter of principle, I should be outside as a housekeeper. I’m sorry.
I shook my head and threw it around his waist: “But you’re not a housekeeper.” I’m sorry.
“You’re my boyfriend, Mengjiki. I’m sorry.
I reached out and pinched his red earlobe, and I thought:
“It’ll look good in here with ear holes and a diamond earring. I’m sorry.
The next second, drunk, I went down softly, and he picked me up, and the whole man was in his arms.
“If Missy wants to see, I’ll fight tomorrow. I’m sorry.
“What you like, I’ll do. I’m sorry.
He put me on the side-drive, fasten my seatbelt.
I watched with displeasure on the side of his line, and I spoke with provocation: “So, when are you going to change?” I’m sorry.
“When we sleep together tonight, will you call me Missy?” I’m sorry.
Suddenly, his hands were tightened on the wheel and a moment later he started the car.
Along with a very light sound in my ear, it’s like falling feathers.
“If, you like what I call it. I’m sorry.
14
A few months later, the verdicts on Fugen and the Ark came down.
Two persons suspected of financial crimes, three years and nine months ‘ imprisonment, respectively.
Their sentences are not heavy, but they are enough to carry a permanent stain on their lives.
I went to see Fu Wynn in prison, through the glass, and he looked at me with pain and anger.
“Do you think this isn’t your end? I’m sorry.
“You should go to a place of great visibility, and accept the admiration and condescending of others, and step on me into the dust and pretend to be the Savior and save me, right? I’m sorry.
It’s all over now.
What he felt was the pain he had intended to inflict on me.
He bit his teeth, and suddenly he said, “I really like you, Mon-hee. I’m sorry.
“I noticed you in the crowd soon after school started. It is as if thou art ever happy, luminous, without the burden of life, and without fear, far from me. I’m sorry.
“I like you, but if you take money to tarnish my heart, it just makes me sick. I’m sorry.
“I just want to go up until you stop looking at me with eyes that look down and have compassion. I want you to look at me, and then you’ll see how humiliating I am tomorrow. I’m sorry.
I was laughed at by his logic.
“Is that right? Are you out of your mind, bitch? I’m sorry.
“We didn’t know each other before college. Your pain and misfortune had nothing to do with me. I paid for your help. You should thank me. If you feel insulted, you throw the money in my face and tell me that you can make it out on your own and you don’t need my money. But you didn’t. I’m sorry.
“The truth is, you’re a piece of shit that can’t succeed on your own because you’re here for my Mon.”
Fascinatingly looking at me.
There’s only a disclaimer in the mouth: “It’s not like that.” I’m sorry.
By the way, I forgot to tell you that your mother’s cancer is back. Unfortunately, this time, without your money, you went to see her every day. I’m sorry.
In the original language, Fugen’s mother never thanked me for my help.
She thinks I used money to tarnish her son’s noble character.
When I called to greet her, she was sarcastic in her mouth and was not allowed to visit her.
Even after my family went bankrupt, she had a re-emergence of cancer and, before she died, forced Suzy and Fu Wing to enter into marriage.
Unfortunately, in this life, she has not been able to wait for her well-known son.
Her daughter-in-law, whom she saw in her heart, was not allowed to fall into the valley.
And I took my lips and stood up: “And pray for her when there is nothing to do in prison. I’m sorry.
“Blessed that the day you were released from prison, she lived in this world, and your mother and son would be reunited again. I’m sorry.
When I walked out of the prison door, the sun fell on me.
And I turned to Mengjio, saying, “Is there a word that Fu Wian has spoken true?” I’m sorry.
He shakes his head.
So I laughed, “Yeah, neither do I. I’m sorry.
How could anyone like someone the way they drag her off high ground?
Watching her fall, crawling and beating in the dust, and asking her to apologize to herself for her mistake, she was willing to spend half of her life in water and worthless love.
After a few steps, Mengji started to say, “Not everyone thinks so. I’m sorry.
I looked over his head.
“I like you, I hope you’ll always sit high and look at me, and I’ll go up myself until one day I can stand behind you. I’m sorry.
The princess did not have to take off her crown of gold, to fall high for a love and beg for mercy.
She’ll be seen as a distant and high moon, with a clear sense of purpose.
It was a long silence, and I reached out and held Mengji’s hand.
“But I don’t want you standing behind me. I want you to be with me. I’m sorry.
His heated fingertips strangled in my hand and snuggled. It was the taste of seduction.
“Yes, my lady. I’m sorry.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
