One and a half-year-old niece played on my phone and accidentally made a video to her ex-boyfriend, and she said, “Dad!
“Boy, whose?”
Holden and abnormally calm.
I don’t know.
“Nature is yours. I’m sorry.
That one smiled:
“Language shooting”? Delayed germish?”
Not much time, he said:
“It’s green outside today. I’m sorry.
One.
Help.
They buy and earn and mine are toes.
My brother told me to watch the kids. I let the kids play the phone.
And then the little niece unlocked the lock, and the tiny little hands accidentally pressed the video key of the ex-boyfriend.
Sometimes I wonder, human troubles, can’t be solved.
Like right now.
The ex-boyfriend who broke up with me for a year and a half was in the video phone.
He’s dressed like a dog, a better-looking building.
I’ve gained 10 pounds of fat, covered face, and my mouth is covered in chili noodles that just ate soybeans.
If you and I meet after years, we’ll have to make a mistake. I didn’t think it was a mistake.
Huo-jin and he seem very calm, and he says:
“Boy, whose?”
My toes are ready.
Is that a question? I broke up with him for a year and a half.
“Mr. Haugh, today’s blind date I am with you…”
A gentle voice of women across the street.
Huo-jin and raise his finger, compared to a silent move.
I’m going to sit on my toes, and I’m going to sit on my toes.
“The child, of course, is yours. I’m sorry.
With seven-point-old nieces in her limbs, I was crying:
“Baby, call Dad Dad.” I’m sorry.
Huo-jin and smiled, slow-sensen:
“I’m her first father? I’m sorry.
I saw the lady’s coat on the other side of the video, and I emptied my voice:
“This is your real daughter. Don’t deny it. I’m sorry.
Huo-jin and loosed his collar in the video:
“Language shooting”? Delayed germish?”
Without waiting for me to answer, he played like he was:
“It’s green out there today. I’m sorry.
I,**…
Hao-jin and Huo-jin, don’t look at me like you’re still a lowlife.
I looked at the screen and couldn’t say anything.
After a while, the voice of a woman was coming across the street:
“Mr. Haugh, if you’ll excuse me, whose is this? I’m sorry.
Huo-jin and a little smile, stifling the others:
“No problem, the neighbor’s aunt made the wrong call. I’m sorry.
He also raised the trigger and did not hang up.
“Do you want some juice? I’ll take you to the fifth floor later. I’m sorry.
Nod on the other side with a smile:
“Mr. Haugh is a careful man. I’m sorry.
As an ex-girlfriend, I feel like I’m pretty good, Ho-yeon and I don’t love me, and even break up is cold and violent, and I didn’t cry and make him look good when I left.
But Auntie?
Auntie?
Oh, yeah.
Who’s in bed with Auntie?
Huo-jin, it’s getting worse.
I remember when my aunt sorely asked Ho-jin and helped me to get a juice, he said it was bad for his health.
You got juice on the fifth floor? Take her there? Let’s play together.
It’s time to take revenge!
Ho-jin said on the phone:
“There’s nothing else. The phone hung up. As you can see, I’m…
“Since.” I’m sorry.
I cleared his throat and broke him.
I’m on the video page with Huo Jin and four eyes.
“I know you don’t love your daughter, you just want a son, but you’re not so good.
Saying that I’m crying more and more, my little niece saw me cry, started howling, for a while, and we made it look real.
He cried for a half day, and Ho-jin and he didn’t move, and he looked at me like that, and he smiled at me with two pieces.
But I can’t sit on that end:
“Mr. Haugh, I’ve got something to do. I’m sorry.
Huo-jin and a bit of a shock. No explanation, no detention, no manners:
“Today you’re laughing, I’ll pay you and your uncle some day. I’m sorry.
After people left,
I rubbed my tears, and I fell down on my pillow.
Pick up the tofu I didn’t finish. Go on.
The little niece was also screaming at Ho-jin and Dad.
My heart says my brother raised a man of no conscience and then he was kidnapped, even his father.
Not too often, Ho-in asked me:
“Is it good?”
I nod my head:
“Not bad. I’m sorry.
He said:
“Then eat more. I’m sorry.
That’s warm, even nice.
No, it’s great.
I had a cold back and I heard Ho-in’s voice on the phone.
“I’ll go get you and your daughter. I’m sorry.
Two.
I smelt the stinky tofu bar in the bowl.
The people over there are laughing:
“Is one box enough? One more? What flavor, or spicy? I’m sorry.
He seemed very patient and asked:
“What does my daughter want? I’m sorry.
I’m:
The little niece was holding her cell phone, and Harako was long.
“Aah … Dad…”
I was flying over her mouth.
Dad’s not going to scream anymore.
One bite at a time, it’s your sister-in-law’s face.
He’s still looking at me.
How come I don’t remember long enough, knowing Ho-jin and not a decent man, but a dog who can’t get in trouble and eats two stinky tofu?
“That Mr. Haugh. I’m sorry.
I rubbed oil on my back with my hands. It seemed a little formal.
“I’m sorry, the baby wasn’t yours. I lied to you. Who made you…”
In the middle of the sentence, there is a sudden shock at the sights of Haojin and the cold.
“Anyway. That. I’m sorry.
I’m a little shaky.
“Just call it even. Didn’t you ruin one of my dates? I’m sorry.
Like he didn’t hear what I just said:
“Mr. Haugh, I heard you call me “Indian.” It’s nice. I’m sorry.
I hate him so much for his consistent roller.
“It says the child is not yours. I’m sorry.
Huo-jin and he didn’t listen, and he made a big finger at her and made her laugh.
“She just called my dad. I’m sorry.
I’m so sorry, but I’m so sorry.
“The children speak freely. I’m sorry.
And he stood up and dressed, and the wind smiled at me:
“In half an hour. I’m sorry.
I hung up the phone for a second, and then I panicked to get my niece dressed.
My dad came out of the bedroom with the remote:
“What are you doing?”
Run for your life. I’m sorry.
I said.
The old man is in shock.
“What are you messing with?”
“The mad dog. I’m sorry.
My dad’s scared.
“He knows our house. Do I have to run too? I’m sorry.
“Hmm? I’m sorry.
And when he fainted, We were wild with Ho-jin, and he knew not where our home was.
My niece pulled me in the horn, “Hang…”
I took her clothes off and smiled:
“Good girl, I’ll take you to eat tofu. I’m sorry.
I was in bed for two minutes, and I turned on my old phone. Yo, it’s still open.
I watched the conversation with Huo-jin and went into deep-seated thinking.
[Boy, are you there?
Boy, I was wrong. _Other Organiser
I’m hurt, I’m having a heart problem, but don’t worry, think about it. _Other Organiser
Boy, that stinks good tofu, but it doesn’t smell like you. _Other Organiser
Boy, I was really wrong. _Other Organiser
“Boy”?
Huo-jin and one last line, a bunch of red exclamation signs.
3
Help.
My toes…
It was just about time for the exercise and it was interrupted by a knock.
My mother was outside the door, shouting:
Come and open the door! I’m sorry.
Giao! I jumped out of bed so fast I forgot to pick up my mom downstairs.
Coming!
The little niece is right behind me.
“I’m counting on you, Mom. I’m sorry.
I took something in my heart, and I took it out of my mouth for a perfect reason:
“I just called my date. I’m sorry.
There’s a slightly larger footsteps behind it.
My mother asked:
“What is your date? I’m sorry.
“Last month, eight feet, wide shoulder, narrow hips, dead wife. I’m sorry.
Put your things down, little niece pulls my pants on my legs:
“Daddy! Oh! Dad!
I wonder what’s going on with this little girl, and it’s coming up, and I see a great face in my eyes.
– Ho-yeon.
I’m so excited.
The little niece ran over and grabbed Ho-yeon’s pants with her little teeth:
“Daddy!
The man lays down what he’s got and smiles, and he hugs the little girl.
What a father and daughter.
The rest of me was staring at me naked.
“Aigoo, what do you think of the child? I’m sorry.
Ms. Jiang came out of the kitchen to get his niece.
“You’re not married, you can’t shout. I’m sorry.
Huo Jin and gentle smile:
“It’s okay, the kid’s probably got a thing for me, honey. I’m sorry.
I: ?
Seen a ghost.
Ho Yoo-Yong Zhu Zing, he came to me for revenge.
When I looked like a piece of wood, my mother pushed me, “Why don’t you go change your clothes and get me a glass of water for Huo? I just fell down in front of the neighborhood, thanks to him. I’m sorry.
I’m just saying:
“Small, ho”?
Huo himself noded at me.
Miss Jiang, my last name is Huo, and I’m supposed to be older than you. I’m sorry.
Good Hok.
God damn Hog.
I looked at him and turned around.
The voices of Huo-jin and a little laughter came from behind:
“Miss Jiang, slippers. I’m sorry.
When I went back to the house and changed my clothes, I came back, and my little niece, who had no conscience, had been holding his hands.
I’m not happy.
That’s why you’re fascinated?
My mother laughed like a flower:
“Ho, I’m laughing at you. This kid is usually taken by her own father. I’m sorry.
Little Huo whispered, and his eyes shook.
Not just Huo, my spinal cord is stiff.
My mom, a nice guy with a talking mouth, so good — pick the point.
“She’s alone with a belt?” I’m sorry.
Holden and one word.
“Hey…”
With regard to my brother’s failed marriage, my mother suddenly didn’t want to go down.
“I’ll cut you a watermelon and I’ll keep you company. I’m sorry.
The living room is silent again.
My mouth is dry, I reach out to water on the tea table.
Ho-jin and his hand is in the front.
“I’ll do it. I’m sorry.
Drinking water, I felt it.
Turn around and look at the man who’s looking down on me.
What are you thinking?
Huo-jin and the child were held in silence:
“Boy, is it really mine? I’m sorry.
I’m gonna cry and stare at my eyes:
“Please, this is my brother’s. I’m her sister-in-law. I’m sorry.
Someone: Indivised.
I guess he counted the number of times we were together before we split up and the age of the little mango.
After a while, he suddenly looked at me and said:
“I’m actually…
4
My mother interrupted it:
“Come on, little ho, eat watermelon. I’m sorry.
Little mangoes did not want to come down from Hoe-jin and sit on Hoe-jin and on their legs, and the latter looked at me for a while and then carefully fed the little mango with watermelon.
That’s the way it looks. It’s like his own daughter.
My mom was so happy and suddenly turned her head:
“Ho, 27, married or not. I’m sorry.
I didn’t get a little nervous, and I heard the sound of a man as cold as water:
“No, but one in the morning. I’m sorry.
“Ah … well. I’m sorry.
I don’t know what my mom’s gonna do.
“So how’s it going? Did you get a picture?”
Hao-in and the unexpected face to my eye, lips up:
“The ex-girlfriend got in trouble. I’m sorry.
My mother shot my thigh:
“Oh, this girl is so ignorant. I’m sorry.
It sounds sad, but I saw her smile on her face.
“If my child does something like this, I must tell her what to do. I’m sorry.
Look at my mother, I smoked my mouth and my back was hairy.
“It stinks and I’m going back to my room. I’m sorry.
Leave three, I’ll sneak back to my room.
My mom stopped and gave me a roundabout in the back:
“I’m used to this girl, she’s rude, don’t mind. I’m sorry.
And before closing the door, he heard Ho-jin and laughed, saying, “No harm will come to her, but she has always been like this. I’m sorry.
Sitting on the bed, I’m still scared.
Ho-Yin, Ho-Yin.
That’s a very uneasy thing.
Turning through Ho-jin’s conversation, I faded out of God.
Ho-Yin and I, nothing else, have the most chat records.
That’s a little funny.
The two of us started with cyberlove.
Die laughing.
Somehow Ho-jin and his little niece broke the door.
I’m strung up and bang.
– She’s out of her neck. It’s a shame Mom opened the door to the embarrassed baby. Ho-jin and put down the little mangoes, came over and reached out and touched my neck. “Don’t move. His voice has always been beautiful, low and heavy, penetrating the eardrums and smashing on the heart. I grabbed him in a very unnatural position. Huo-in and he were not doctors, but he said he had learned a lot of combat lessons as a child, and that little concussion he could still give me. “What’s the hurry? He’s giving me a hard time, “What’s the matter? “I hate iron and steel because it’s ugly and I hate it. “Becoming the first zombie to bite you.” “With warm hands and the right force, my neck seems softened. “Whatever. Ho-jin and he didn’t like it, and he was hanging, and he said, “Bite anywhere.” “Bite, bite, bite.” “Sellers are begging for money! This unchallenged little thing. “Activities. “Ho-jin and his back up, looking down at me. I turned my head. Don’t say that. This kid’s got some balls. Don’t move. Don’t move. “Okay. I’ll clear my voice, “Go out and play.” Ho-jin and his hands up, leaning back, and suddenly laughing. He’s staring at me, and he’s staring at me, and he’s like, “What’s going on? Why didn’t you say thank you? I’m sorry.
I don’t care. I suddenly think of another thing.
I’m cold-faced:
“What are you doing in my house? Want me to settle this? How do you know where my house is? I’m sorry.
He staggered his eyes and naturally omitted the question before and answered only the last:
“I don’t know, just by chance. I’m sorry.
“Oh. I’m sorry.
I don’t know why my heart’s a little lost.
“You’re such a coincidence. I’m sorry.
Huo-jin’s eyes are on my mobile phone:
“No you happen to happen. I’m sorry.
I: ?
He doesn’t think I’m having a hard time with him.
And he said:
“Looking at my chat records? I’m sorry.
I hid my old phone behind my back.
“None. I’m sorry.
Ho-in and nod, and stop talking.
Soon my toes began to squeal in such an embarrassment.
“That…”
“That…”
We looked at each other with one voice.
He didn’t even let it go.
“The child is mine, and I will be responsible to your mother and daughter, and I am…”
I: ?
Jump up and shoot him in the shoulder:
“Why don’t you do a paternity test first? Man, being too confident is not good. I’m sorry.
Huo-jin and his strangulation, his face began to look ugly, and his frown seemed unbelievable.
“Is the child not mine? I’m sorry.
He’s a smart, smart guy, but sometimes he can’t get ten cows back.
I’m paralyzed.
“I was wrong. I never should have joked with you. The baby really belonged to my brother, not you. I’m sorry.
Maybe my tone is too serious this time.
Four eyes against one another, long silence, Ho-in and I looked at each other.
Say it again. His voice is a little low:
“You haven’t told me you have a brother for two years. I’m sorry.
I look, I squeeze my hands.
This awkwardness and silence is like going back to my day with Ho-jin.
I’m sorry.
After a while, Ho-jin took a hair off the small mangoes and carefully wrapped it in toilet paper.
When he took her to my door, he suddenly turned back.
I’m looking at a face that’s so much bigger in front of me that I don’t know how to put it down.
Before I closed his eyes, he took a hair from my head.
It hurts.
I stared at Ho-jin and made peace until he disappeared at the door.
For a while in the living room, my mother sent Ho-jin out.
Little mango, crying and crying, I came out to pick up the baby from Huo-jin and in my arms:
“It’s not your father. Look at you. I’m sorry.
Huo-jin and his face didn’t seem happy to say:
“The child is still young. I’m sorry.
Cut. You think you’re a loving father?
“Hey, little Huo.”
My mother was quick to hold Ho-jin’s hand.
“It’s thanks to you today. I’d have to go to the hospital if it wasn’t for you. I’m sorry.
Little Huo politely smiles.
“You’re fine. I’m sorry.
“Do you come here often? I’m sorry.
Huo Jin and noding: “We’re coming and we’re planning to buy a house in this area. I’m sorry.
That makes my mom happy.
I’m the only one who picks up my toes.
I never thought that one day Ho-jin and her ex-boyfriend had so much love for my mother.
I finally sent Huo-jin away, and my mother cried out to me, and she was never going to get married in my life, and she said to me, “I’m not going to marry,” and she said to me, “I’m not happy with Ho-jin, I have a headache, and I said, “I know people who don’t know.”
My mother murmuring: “How well do you know people? I’m sorry.
I wondered if I’d slept in a bed many times.
5
Evening.
Watching little mango running around in front of me, my thoughts are a little bit far away.
The red exclamation signs on the micro-letter were the end of Ho-Yun and me a year and a half ago, even though it was not known when Ho-Yun and his titties had put me back.
“Ho-yeon, Ho-yeon.” I’m using that name in silence, and it’s hot.
I was thinking, the phone is ringing.
I almost threw my phone out.
Huo-jin and a loving look on the screen for me.
I tried to return the question mark.
Holden and: _Other Organiser
I’m: [Foot bag cute, I stole it.] _Other Organiser
Holden and: _Other Organiser
Look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look.
I haven’t seen Huo-in for the next three days.
I guess that’s about it, too, me and Ho-jin.
A urn doesn’t change anything.
At night, another message came from my phone.
JANG FLY: [Fog, come downstairs if you have time, my mother asked me to bring the specialty I brought back when I was out.] _Other Organiser
I’m still going downstairs.
I was wearing a coat when Chiang Fei saw me.
I’m a little embarrassed.
My mother had arranged for me and Chiang Fei to meet each other.
But I think he’s too good for me.
Now he’s still alive.
“The specialty of Aunty, you take it back. The rest is a gift I have prepared for you. I’m sorry.
I picked up the specialty and the rest didn’t move.
Chiang Fei smiles with smiles: “The mist…”
“Chang Fei. I’m sorry.
I interrupted him.
“Thank you, but this is too expensive for me. I’m sorry.
“You don’t have to be burdened. Friends bring each other a gift. I’m sorry.
I wrinkled, and I was about to say no.
One of the long hands brought the gift, with two laughters, and the silence:
“They said they brought each other gifts. Take them. I’ll return them for you next time. I’m sorry.
My stiff neck looks up, looking up and down.
Three days without seeing Ho-jin.
He’s laughing. He’s free.
Chiang Fei’s face is a little hung up.
“Fog, did you talk about your boyfriend? I’m sorry.
I stopped for a moment.
“This…”
Huo-jin and his one-handed hand came out of his pocket and said, “Let’s get to it.”
“I’m not her boyfriend. I’m sorry.
I was relieved, and then I heard the sound of the lighter.
“I’m her father. I’m sorry.
Chiang Fei’s face is still handsome, and the five-coloured dishes have been knocked over.
Stammer:
“Fog, you have a baby? I’m sorry.
I was staring at Ho-jin and biting my teeth:
“No, yes.”
Huo-jin laughed, smoked a cigarette and came to my head with the most natural.
It’s as if it’s been a bit too peaceful:
“No, no, I’m kidding. She doesn’t have children. I’m sorry.
Watching Hoe-jin and hanging like shit, I thought I’d do it.
I looked at Chiang so fast:
“Chang Fei, explain this to you later. Can you give me some time today to deal with personal grievances? I’m sorry.
Chiang Fei stopped talking and hesitated or noded:
“Okay, I’ll wait for you.”
When people left, Ho-jin and he sat on the side of the road.
It’s not like Ho-Cheun.
I put my hand on it and asked him:
“What do you mean, crazy? How old? You’re an addict, aren’t you? It’s just ruining your date, isn’t it? I’m sorry.
He smoked softly, looked up at me and laughed:
“I’m sorry, I’m just trying to help you because you don’t like him.
“As for the previous one…”
He stopped talking and changed his words:
“You said, you broke my blind date, even. I’m sorry.
That was me and Ho-jin who broke up, and my mother took me to a blind date, and I tried to get rid of her, so I didn’t know that Ho-jin and I sat behind me, and I laughed.
That day, I spent two months with Ho-jin and the unconnected violence.
He came out of the back, and he had a half-hour at the table:
“This is so bad. I don’t know what you think. I’m sorry.
Holden said that and looked at me.
I was just a little excited to think that he was trying to get back together.
But in two seconds, the boys across the table got up and shot Ho-yeon and his shoulder.
“Windam, you’re here. I’m sorry.
Huo-jin and he didn’t come back, and they threw a “go away.” I’m sorry.
So they know each other.
And then that night, the blind boy sent me a message:
Kojiang said to him…
He didn’t call back.
I look at this, Yoo-hoon, Ho-jin and say bad things behind my back.
There was no intention of a blind date.
It’s over after two words.
My heart is like a mirror, and Hao-jin is with him for two years, and he is not like such a poor man.
But…
So…
Half an hour.
Think about it.
I’m a little complicated.
Huo-jin is like a man who can catch a moment.
“It’s been hours downstairs, tired. I’m sorry.
I looked at him for nothing:
“What are you doing standing here? Who let you stand?”
He said it without fear:
“I miss you. I’m sorry.
The temple jumped.
I lost my eyes.
“Did you get the paternity test? I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
“What are you doing here? Let’s go. I’m sorry.
No echo.
Joo-jin and I laughed:
“Why are you so mean to me?”
I only answer:
“You know what you did. I’m sorry.
Long, no sound.
And We snuck out to look at Ho-jin and his face, and saw him looking up at the moon.
“A river mist. I’m sorry.
He suddenly called me.
I should look back and see him in the dark.
“The mist…”
He said,
“Have you ever thought of me in a year and a half? I’m sorry.
I looked at him, and I couldn’t speak.
Six.
I’ve been in the room for half an hour.
I’m just looking and not just looking.
I ended up setting up a circle of friends with Huo-jin.
Last December 25th.
His circle of friends had only one movie ticket re-revealed in Love Letter.
The day that Hoe-jin and I formally established our relationship, I saw the reimbursing of the love letter.
Turn off the phone, and I put myself in a pillow, and I thought about it and the little drops of it.
One is high-end, the other is a dick with a computer, and the other is a tofu-eating tofu-eating, and the other is back off, and he’s reading English when I’m doing brainless soap operas. Even basic life is different. He gets up early in the morning and I just close my eyes and sleep.
It seems a little strange to be able to be together.
We did end up in unprovoked, frequent quarrels.
It was an argument, not even once when words were fierce, Ho-eun and too sane, and I was too selfish, so I ended up in the cold war.
For the last time, Ho-jin and I were blacked out for two months.
See you later. He messed up my mom’s date.
That day, we were still unhappy.
Finally, I am also obsessed with new books.
It’s settled between us.
A week later.
I came out of my room.
My mom seemed so happy.
There’s a lot of food in the kitchen.
I said, “What’s a good day today?” I’m sorry.
She said, “I asked the Buddha for a good day.” I’m sorry.
And he said, “Get dressed, wear a make-up, and come to dinner later.” I’m sorry.
I’m fascinated with noding, “Oh. I’m sorry.
Halfway, I’m going back:
“Who?”
My mom said, “O Huo.” I’m sorry.
I’m not going to say anything.
“Oh. I’m in a hurry. I’m sorry.
Run!
I’m gonna sneak out of the living room and get ready to go.
Ho-jin and that handsome face laughed into my eyeballs and scared me.
“Where to?”
I pulled my mask and I laughed:
“I want to eat tofu and buy tofu. I’m sorry.
He raised his hand:
“Spicy onion fragrance. I’m sorry.
And I said:
“To pick up little mangoes. I’m sorry.
The little mangoes came out of my house, headed towards Ho-yeon and went over:
“Aah! Dad! Dad! I’m sorry.
Ho-jin pushed me, laughing, “Go inside.” I’m sorry.
We said, “Cut it down and get tired.”
Once the head of the groceries is on, the days of Huo-jin and licking his face come to my house.
He’s been around me a lot longer.
We’ll go out, like before, once in a while, and we’ll blow the wind, but it’s the kind of thing that my mom pushes out and doesn’t come home for an hour.
The little mango is sticky and sticky, and the video calls are so easy, and I’m always a little bit grumpy when she’s got a little tooth on her and she’s screaming for her dad.
I’ve made an appointment with Ho Gen, and I’ve never mentioned anything before, and occasionally we talk about things before, not before.
This relationship, I would like to call it, “The limits of the universe’s super-invincible predecessors to a ghost-bearing child.”
At the end of the day, I don’t know what Ho-in is doing.
And one evening I asked Huo-jin and him whether We had destroyed his marriage and came to me in retaliation.
And Haforin and He did not deny, but they did not say a word.
After that day Ho-jin and he never came back.
On April 11th, when I had my birthday, my mom pushed me five times to call Ho-jin.
Finally, on the sixth occasion, I couldn’t help but call Ho-jin.
Answer the phone.
It’s a woman’s voice. It’s soft. It’s very visible.
The day the little mango made the wrong call, Ho-yeon and the date.
He asked me, “Who?”
And I paused and laughed, “His neighbor’s aunt.” I’m sorry.
She asked me, “What’s going on?” I’m sorry.
I shook my head: “No. I’m sorry.
Hang up.
My mother asked me, “Where’s Huo?” I’m sorry.
“Not coming. I’m sorry.
I said.
Love doesn’t come.
I had a great time on my birthday, and my mom cooked a lot of food, and my brother came home for a year, and he was not happy to see the little mango retreating.
If I don’t come back and look at the kids, she’ll call somebody Dad.
I don’t know where to say it, but I feel a little empty.
I’ll go downstairs tonight as usual.
Walking around the corner, someone grabbed my hand.
I looked up, and I saw Ho-yeon, a week away.
His other hand was covered with half a cigarette and the wind was red.
“Called me? I’m sorry.
He asked.
I nod my head:
“I accidentally dialed the wrong number. I’m sorry.
I’m leaving after that.
I’m flat:
“Let go. I’m sorry.
Huo-jin smoked a cigarette, smoked his voice, as if he was laughing.
“You’re cute the same day that little mango made the wrong call.” I’m sorry.
Then he explained:
“I went to Chen Ye’s house with my mother, and she made her own call and I didn’t know it. I’m sorry.
I said, “What does it matter to me?” I’m sorry.
He was quiet for a while and he took out the smoke:
“Happy birthday, Jiang Moe. I’m sorry.
It’s been a long time.
“Ho-jin and. I’m sorry.
I looked up at him.
“I don’t understand you. What do you want? A year ago, I was cold and violent, and now I’m around again? What do you mean, play with me? I’m sorry.
So far, Ho-Yun’s lips are small, but they never speak.
That’s an interesting reaction, and I laughed, and my eyes were a little hot.
I said:
“I thought you loved me so much, that you wanted to rekindle with me. I’m sorry.
I left him a good turn after that.
You’ve been playing cold violence two years ago and now you’re messing with me?
Three-legged toads are hard to find, two-legged men on the streets.
Ho-Yin, it’s just better-looking, higher, more profitable.
It’s just a few steps out.
The voice of Ho-delun is ringing behind:
“A river mist. I’m sorry.
He stopped me. His tone was moving.
“You don’t love me, you don’t love me. I’m sorry.
7
Back home, I speeded up the chat on the top starter page.
After the red exclamation mark, my hand was assigned to Hoe-jin and to my last words a year ago.
That was two days after our cold war.
Let’s break up. _Other Organiser
You seem to have only novels, plays, characters, scenes. _Other Organiser
You’re writing novels on Valentine’s Day, on my birthday, on the anniversary of love. Forever, after my novel. _Other Organiser
Are you in love with me or with your novelist? _Other Organiser
I’m: I’m writing a novel. We’ll talk later. _Other Organiser
Now look, even a little funny.
I remember, for two years, when I was in love with Ho-jin, every time I was in a relationship, I felt that he didn’t understand me, that I didn’t love him.
It’s been fun with Huo-jin, but I still think love is a lie.
I am not accustomed to relying on anyone, and I am not very dependent on anyone, Ho-yeon and excesses, and perhaps sometimes I think in my heart that we have no future.
I did put Ho-in and last in my heart.
And then it turned into a cycle, where reason was like us, and it didn’t get out of the circle.
It’s draining each other’s enthusiasm.
My mom pushed me in.
She looked at me on the floor and asked me:
“With Ho-jin? I’m sorry.
I shake my head:
“No, it’s late. Go to sleep. I’m sorry.
My mom wants to stop:
“The mist…”
She rarely takes this seriously.
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
Sigh, she’s sitting next to me.
My body is a little stiff, and I can’t remember how many years have passed since the conversation took place.
“Ho-jin and probably the one who saw your miscarriage on the shelf, he’s probably mad that you didn’t tell him that year, so he didn’t come this week. I’m sorry.
When I broke up with Ho-jin for two months, I found myself pregnant outside of the palace, unable to reach him, and became angry with him, and dealt with it myself.
My finger moved hard:
“You knew I was with him? I’m sorry.
My mom noded:
“When he first met him, he wandered downstairs and said he wanted to save you and asked if I could help him. I’m sorry.
I repeat:
“What? I’m sorry.
My mom noded:
“He said he wanted you back. I’m sorry.
I have short-lived blanks in my brain.
“A mist, I can see he’s very fond of you, but there’s a misunderstanding between you.” I’m sorry.
She had a long sighs, and her voice sobbing:
“I know you’ve been married to me since you were a child, and I’ve given more love to your brother, and your mind is sensitive…”
I don’t have nosy hair:
“How come all of a sudden? I’m sorry.
When I got married, my mom was afraid she’d come to my brother’s house, so she ignored me so many times.
She groaned again and again.
“Fog, love is about to break itself completely and then merge into one another and become one.” I’m sorry.
She explained:
“You should learn to rely on him instead of putting him behind everything else. Love is nothing terrible. It’s my fault that you don’t love people, and you can’t be loved frankly. I’m sorry.
Sneaking through my nose, I used my hand to wipe tears:
“You’re here as his lobbyist. I’m sorry.
My mother also shed tears:
“In this relationship, of course, he was wrong, but I didn’t just want you to make up with him or anyone. I’m sorry.
My nose is thick:
“Don’t say that. I’m sorry.
My mom came to hold me.
For a while, I cried and hit her on the shoulder.
I’ve been thinking a lot at night.
It’s all Ho-in and good.
I remember, he was a high-end newspaper I couldn’t read, but the novel section was always the first. He doesn’t eat tofu, but he knows all my tastes. Sometimes he looks at the English literature and asks me where my soap opera is. When I fall asleep in the morning, Ho-jin and the morning rise fall in my eyebrow and kiss.
On this night of the stars, I suddenly seemed to understand.
I don’t know much about love, I write words, but I don’t believe in love, I sting my sense of security, I sting my love.
Huo-jin and I suffered a little while together.
But I remember his cold-blooded violence in my two months, and the troubles with my blind date, and my blood pressure went up.
8
Two nights later.
I opened the chat box, and then my toes started moving in the nest.
Why don’t we just question him?
Or do you want to show off first?
In my mind, sudden cell phone vibrations interrupted my mind.
On the screen, Ho-jin showed up and sent two question marks.
I sat up from the bed.
After unlocking the lock, Ho-yeon and I had a big love face bag in our chat.
That’s what I sent.
I’m shaking and looking for something.
I said I was wrong. Do you believe me? _Other Organiser
Holden and: _Other Organiser
I: [Swearing] Absolutely not, definitely wrong hand, stole your face bag, accidentally squeezed out. _Other Organiser
Ho-Yin and: _Other Organiser
I don’t believe you. _Other Organiser
Holden and: _Other Organiser
I’m:
Holden and: [ Chuckles ] _Other Organiser
I’m:
[Present/resent/respect/respect]
Holden and: I do. _Other Organiser
He added:
[It’s weird not by mistake.] _Other Organiser
The chat box was once again silenced.
My heart is numb, I put down my phone.
In the second vibration, I saw Ho-in and withdrew a message.
I said: “What news have you withdrawn?” _Other Organiser
Holden and: _Other Organiser
I’m: Oh. _Other Organiser
He said, “Really? _Other Organiser
Two minutes later, I watched the news, and my hands were nowhere in the air.
He’s: _Other Organiser
I still shake hands.
He’s: _Other Organiser
I got my head up from bed: _Other Organiser
Holden and: _Other Organiser
Forget it, he moved over.
I was wearing clothes and he played another message:
“What can you do to upset me with one look?” _Other Organiser
I went downstairs with my clothes on, and my hands were shaking, seeing Huo-jin and shaking even harder.
He took a cigarette.
Put your coat on me:
“It’s so cold. Why are you wearing this? I’m sorry.
“You wear it, your hands are shaking. I’m sorry.
I said.
Huo-jin and I rubbed my fingers:
“You’re shaking too, go to the car, warm up. I’m sorry.
I followed Hoe-jin and went to the car, and I connected my phone to Bluetooth.
Hao-jin and I had a moment together.
To break the silence, I slipped the trigger:
“A song? I’m sorry.
Holden and nod.
I put out that old Natalie.
I don’t know.
“I never mean to hear you
Please never go away
“I drop all njght to tell you
“I wish that you would stay
I don’t know.
The next second Ho-jin and I looked at him, he kissed and I closed my eyes.
The kiss ended, Ho-jin buried his head in my hair.
He was a little stingy in my ear and he asked me:
“I can’t let you go. You want to be with me? I’m sorry.
My eyes are wet:
“What good do I have? I’m sorry.
He was silent for a while:
“I just can’t think of it. I’m sorry.
I wipe my tears and ask him:
“You want to be with me, how can you be?”
He stopped for a while and asked, “Do you eat tofu with me?” I’m sorry.
I said, “Thank you very much. He’s still so high and sharp.”
And I said:
“We still have some unresolved issues. I’m sorry.
Speaking of which, Huo-jin and the axle came up again, and suddenly he got straight:
“I also feel that the problem still has to be solved. I’m sorry.
He took the lead:
“Why didn’t you call me when you were pregnant? I’m sorry.
I’m standing up on the waistboard.
“You didn’t hack me first? I’m sorry.
Hoe-jin and the wrong eye: “I was angry, I tried to get black, but I decided not to get black, but my hands missed…”
He’s like a fix:
“I found you blacked out three days later, but you haven’t told me. I’m sorry.
I:
Mouth dry, I’ll touch the water next to it.
“But you didn’t see me when I came to your lab. I’m sorry.
Huo-jin and the side frown:
“When did you visit me? I’m sorry.
We said, “I told you that you had gone to the front desk several times, and she said that you had refused to see me, and I waited in front of your lab, and I did not see you.” I’m sorry.
Ho-yeon and Ideas:
“What reception? I was transferred to the city a week after your fight. I went for two months. I’m sorry.
My blood pressure went up:
“So I was tricked by her?”
I pulled out my cell phone so hard, I pointed it to Ho-jin and looked at it:
“You see, I still have her, and I asked her about you every day. I’m sorry.
Huo-jin and his face was green, and his eyes were full of incredible:
“You asked her?”
I nod my head:
“What happened to her?”
“Why did you give her the news? The girl was after me. You were there when I turned her down. I’m sorry.
And suddenly the sound went off and my head was lost, and I murmured, “As if it were. I’m sorry.
Holden and pull his face:
“What were you thinking? I’m sorry.
I said, “I was thinking of writing down this engraving and writing a novel.”
Ho-jin and I laughed, and I laughed.
He said:
“Jang Moe, you’d better talk to your kid. I’m sorry.
And We know our own wrongs, and go to his neck, and to his eyes, and make good.
♪ A blast, I say ♪
“I still want to be with you. I’m sorry.
His body was a little stiff, he turned his head, his eyes were red to my eyes:
“Have you thought about it? If you fight, you depend on me, you love me. I’m sorry.
I nod my head and hold him tight:
“Thought. I’m sorry.
Love is in woody oil salt, not in the 500-metre bed of the little boss. We break it first and then we grow.
Hoe-jin and I have, and on the road to intimacy, we are all the first pedagogues.
Everyone’s out of line, nobody’s innocent.
I suddenly thought.
Those days without Huo-jin are also good, which is when there is no time.
Some say that love is the soul that is missing, and I know it at this point.
But fortunately, he is, I am, and love is.
From then on, we’ve been dancing in our lives, and we’ve been writing about love forever.
[END]
Yesterday’s clear sky
At 21, I graduated from college and worked full time at home writing novels.
I don’t know where the courage came from. I dare to do it full time.
I’ve always wanted to hang out with some good-looking guys.
Weibo had a local news.
I slipped in the post and saw a technology flash.
Young and talented young people were commended for their outstanding scientific and technological achievements in master ‘ s studies.
A little hand to a microblogging picture starts to heat up.
I thought it was an old-fashioned tech guy.
And he was so handsome.
I was yelling in the comment section, “Honey!
After I finished my review, I began to brush the comment area, and it turned out to be a hell of a cucumber.
The young man’s family background was academic, and he said that the prize was well-known, that he operated at home, that he had a deep heart and only stole from others.
There’s no real evidence. It’s empty. I mean, the academic world is so messy.
When the road went down, a thousand words were spilled to accuse the lemons.
And then…
Fire.
Not a thousand words, but they saw me write a thousand words, and they saw my husband.
Here’s a little sister comment:
Get her up there. _Other Organiser
Then the news went off at an invisible speed.
By the time I turn on the microblogging, there are thousands of them.
What a shame.
I quickly deleted my husband.
It doesn’t matter. It’s just too much for me, and I’m ashamed to keep it.
Quit tweeting.
At night, I watched the poor review of the home page of the novel go into my head.
Is this the only thing that can see?
♪ The white man ♪
The author’s got a problem with his head.
What is this, insulting my eyes. _Other Organiser
The author is only three years old, no more. _Other Organiser
My fingers jump in front of the screen, but let’s forget my brain, tear it up and tear it up.
When I thought of it, I stepped down, and I spent the night rehearsing.
The next morning, the curtains were shown with a long review.
I was patient, and he analyzed the framework of the story, the conflict of characters, the turn of mood, and made a table.
Right, a table.
And then he said, “Well, it’s not bad, but it’s not too late.” I’m sorry.
The phrase “for the future” is in my head.
And then I went to talk to this big brother, and thanks to him, but I think he’s got something wrong with writing his book like a paper, with a guide, a final, a form.
I’ve been talking about science with Big Brother, from science to science.
Finally, there’s a QQ Q-boat full of sun.
One day, my brother asked me:
Do you want a face?
I was also connected to the handsome guy in the picture on the phone.
I’m in the chat box. _Other Organiser
Then Big Brother sent a picture.
I freaked out on the phone.
[But I feel better face to face.] _Other Organiser
At this point, I lay in Ho-yeon’s arms, thinking that these things are still not mainstream.
I laughed shamelessly.
Hao-jin and I were squeezed: “You are one of those who take heed.” I’m sorry.
“Absolutely.”
We said, “I am under your grace.”
And he said, “Did you not know that at that time, under my story, your matchmaker bought it? I’m sorry.
I got my head up, “Hmm? I’m sorry.
And he said, “We used to be a laboratory. I’m sorry.
I’m so aware.
He looked at me like a fool:
“How could I be so unworthy? You want to denigrate your ex? I’m sorry.
Look at him rushing, and I laugh at him: “No. I’m sorry.
Huo-jin and laughter rose up:
“I’ll show you something worse. I’m sorry.
I don’t get it:
“What? I’m sorry.
He said, ‘You know, don’t pretend, you’re hitting on me. I’m sorry.
I’m ashamed to say, “Fuck you, nice to meet you. I’m going to put this in the novel.” I’m sorry.
Huo-jin and I laughed, and he came down, and he said:
“I’ll see how you write the next one. “Purpose number: YXA16ReNpmeT53QzkljsJ1Jn eds. 2022-07-28:1728.IP Dependencies Zhejiang agree with 28 million comments sharing collections like collections
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
