When the campus bullies pushed me to the corner, I sent the last message to the Internet lovers, and their cell phones rang.

When the campus bullies pushed me to the corner, I sent the last message to the Internet lovers, and their cell phones rang.

How

Sugar! Sugar!

The burning cell phone rings at that moment, and I’m covered in blood.

He stretched out his hand and stopped his brother, and his voice was soft, so clear in the night.

Sister, what’s the surprise? I have something to say to you in advance. I’m sorry.

The familiar soft tone, but at the next second it’s like hell.

One.

“Just teach her a lesson. Don’t make her big. I’m sorry.

The ground burned a smoke and smouldered at the corner of the wall.

I was crouched, kicked and punched, and I was desperate that I had done something wrong today, that I had not stepped on the shoes of the snow, that I had not robbed Chen Yi Yi.

“I didn’t beat up girls, but you were ugly…”

Someone grabbed me in the face, and the guy with the little eyes, the skinny monkey, and I looked around, and they laughed, and looked at me, and they didn’t feel anything wrong.

The street lights were swirling their faces, like the devils of hell, and a terrible word was pouring into their ears.

I’m used to it.

I fell on the ground, and my body strangled, and the man pulled my hair, and the crowd sewped, and the smoke was around, and I saw the face of the ground burning, and I looked at the night, lazy and lonely, and the locks under the white shirt appeared.

It’s the same photo he usually sends me, and I’m in pain so I can reach out to him, and the sound gets a little mushy because of the pain.

Leave me alone, please…

People laugh, “You know, Luk may be a little more distracted than a pretty girl, but you’re a ha ha ha ha ha ha.”

And the burning of the earth is nothing but a glance at me, and an indifferent look, and there is no emotion in it, as if I were just a piece of garbage on the ground.

They found a sanitary towel in my arms, unpacked, a white piece of me, blood on my blue jeans, something new.

“It’s so dirty, it’s so bad, my dogs are cleaner than you, and I don’t know how to change my pants. I’m sorry.

When someone grabbed my face and found the face under my hair, he pointed at me and shouted at the person behind me.

“Lou, come here and look like a sponge baby. I’m sorry.

The burning of the ground seems to be getting a little excited, looking at my face.

“It’s like, look at her like a sponge baby. Come on, it’s late. I’m sorry.

SpongeBob, the name that I grew up with, made me cry, and humiliated me at this moment.

The boy let go of my face, rubbed twice on his body and scolded himself.

“Pretty bad. I’m sorry.

The eyebrows of the ground looked down at the cell phone, and the eyebrows were swung, with visible burns, and they left in haste.

I watched them go away with dark eyes, and slowly rose up and gathered the sanitary towels that were scattered over my face, with tears.

I grabbed a five-dollar sanitary towel and I went home with my head down, and my stepmother, Yang Autumn, laughed at me.

“Yo, Lin-hyang, it’s time to go to a famous college and come back and say hello. I’m sorry.

I didn’t pay attention to her, washed into the bathroom, in the dark light, I saw the dark red blood on the jeans, and the tearing of the sanitary towel sent a cheap scent.

The pit of the toilet is covered with yellow stains, and I know the smell.

The young girl in the mirror, with a slight back bend, a pale face, and the undertow is even more prominent, the face of the quadrilateral.

I’m ugly, I’m poor, I’m lonely, I’ve read another one, but I still don’t know why I’m being bullied.

A moment of pain in the scalp, and a moment of pain in a man’s hair came up, and I looked at the blues on my body and laughed at my lips, and the bruises on my face were like a scrumptious clown, laughing and laughing.

It’s vibrating on the phone. It’s called the voice of the Lone Star.

I went back to my room, touched the bed, lit his voice.

The last sentence was my surprise to him, and the next sentence was his response.

Sister, what’s the surprise? I have something to say to you in advance. I’m sorry.

“Sister, why didn’t you say good night to me today? I’m sorry.

“Sister, you’re not angry and you’re not going to tell me the surprise. I’m sorry.

I got up, pulled the bedside lamp, changed the white night skirt that I had bought for a long time, got a picture of the neck, had a long neck, a little v, got a few sexy points, had a bruise on my birth.

Send the photo and the voice over there.

The boy’s breathing a little, “Sister, you…”

I’m not in the mood to open my mouth, my tears are falling down, and it seems to be a moment of panic, and it’s with a clear charred voice. I’m sorry.

I suppressed the crying, and there was some sand in my throat, “You saw the wound in the picture for your surprise. I’m sorry.

He’s got a bad tone. I’m sorry.

I opened my mouth and my abdominal abrasions got more and more laughter.

“But it’s fine if you like it. I’m sorry.

“But I don’t want you to hurt.” I’m sorry.

And he’s thinking about today like a very sharing little friend, and I interrupted him and said, “This evening, I say surprise you. Why did you say something? I’m sorry.

He stomped, and he said, “Forget it, sorry sister. I’m sorry.

I hung up on the phone, looked at the night, and then I replied.

“Small Star, the signal’s not good and sister’s tired. I’m sorry.

I brushed up my chat record, and one of them recorded my life, beautiful flowers by the side of the road, and beautiful face pictures of me, and I couldn’t wait to respond to them, and then reciprocate his life.

Like

I saw it.

And I said, “Because short hair is beautiful. I’m sorry.

Our former hair was dark and soft, except on the day when it was dry, spread over its shoulder, and was glued to gum, and I turned back and saw only the smile of the snow.

She called me a bitch, and then I knew, because I had a hair spread and had been looked at twice by the boys she liked, but I didn’t even say a word to the boys she liked.

My finger was squeezing my cell phone and finally crying.

I used to, really.

Two.

The next morning, the sun was still up, and I flipped out my mom’s bank card and a big acceptance letter to the capital.

The first time I took a green-skin train, the car was full of men’s conversations, and the smell of junk food mixed with stinking socks, the phone didn’t run fast, and I chose to turn it off.

I went for a plastic surgery with 200,000 from my mom’s bank.

It hurts, but I want to be pretty, and the doctor says I’m pretty, and I always know that every time I cover up my jaw, I’m gonna get mad revenge from Kiryuyi.

And why is she so mad, because she has a cousin at school called Rainburn?

With that in mind, it’s funny how disgusting it is in my stomach, and I’m the one who pushed me down the river and grabbed it in my hand.

I looked in the mirror in the face wrapped in gauze, and I twisted my head.

Must be pretty.

I rented a cheap rental house with a boy.

And the second he opened the door, he looked at my face and whispered to me, asking me if I was hurt, and I shook my head, “I’ve got my face fixed.” I’m sorry.

His face had not changed, and he took my luggage, and I was not used to the friendship of others, and I followed him with some rigidity.

The light in the house does not seem to be good, the lights are on in the daytime, and the light on the living room table is warm.

I found this house in a second-hand trading market with the city. The owner of the house didn’t hire girls, I had a hard time grinding, and I said all kinds of pathetic things to get Cheng Sing out.

He was a soft-hearted man, and when I said I was alone and had no money, he waived one third of my rent.

It’s like a good boy doesn’t know the cruelty of the world and doesn’t give a damn about his kindness.

My name is Cheng Sing, and this will be your room. I’m sorry.

Cheng Sing asked me, “What’s your name?” I’m sorry.

“Linxiang. “I went down to the room without looking at him.

I actually hate myself a little. I can’t talk like that on the Internet.

The house was small, but it was clean and neat, covered in flowers, and Zhang Sing was embarrassed.

“I think you’ve just come here, and I’m sure you won’t be able to prepare for it. It’s my sister’s. I washed it. I’m sorry.

I nod my head and said thank you.

The awkward atmosphere spread, and he broke it and laughed at me and introduced me to the big orange cat at home.

“It’s Little Yellow. I’m sorry.

And at that moment, Yellow’s bellowing on the balcony, snorting and sleeping.

I’ve been searching for a few dozen bucks a day for a white shirt, one-size-fits-all, but cheap.

I saw the smell of bubble noodles when I came upstairs with the big bag.

The young man in the living room was wearing a white vest and a black short shorts, with his skinny arms white and soft hair on his forehead. He sat at the table, with his one eyelid bent into his moon teeth, and from time to time touched the big orange cat, who fell out of his belly, and saw me, and he stood up and stretched out his hand and picked me up.

I looked at him in silence and followed him in.

When I put on my new clothes, I felt like I had never seen them so well, and at the most beautiful age I should have, I looked down and I was afraid to look people in the eye.

I shot one for the mirror and cut off my head.

The news of the burning came, the sound was turned on, the young sound was pathetic.

Sister, why haven’t you talked to me these days? Are you angry? I’m sorry.

My voice is soft. “I’ve been in the hospital for days, and I haven’t ignored you. I’m sorry.

The burning of the earth is a sound control, and it is the most disgraceful place for me, and I am called by the fox, who has made the sound of the tongue, and has done it very well, and says, “Your voice is good.” I’m sorry.

And then I used to talk to him with my voice.

And I turned back, and I saw the star with a bowl of bubbles, and he looked at me, and for no reason, and a sense of shame came to my heart.

“I thought you didn’t eat, and I made you a bowl. I can’t cook. You’ll just do it. I’m sorry.

He knew that I had lied, but I was not going to explain to him that I had taken his face and said thank you, and then went to the kitchen and took it out, and put it in the water, and he looked at me, and said, “You do not lose weight, and without prejudice to health, it’s good-looking.” I’m sorry.

Smells like I’m just shaking my head.

Cheng Sing is a one-eyed, thin lips high nostrils, I bow my head and bite my face.

“You look great. I’m sorry.

He smiled, his eyes were sewn, and only white teeth were visible.

“Yeah, thanks. I’m sorry.

I squeezed the bank card in my pocket, whispering, “You can’t cook, I’ll cook for you, I’ll clean for you. Will you forgive me my rent?” I’m sorry.

I know it’s a shame, and I’m glad it’s true.

“I buy and cook, you eat. I said, “I can also clean up. I’m sorry.

Cheng Sing looked at me and laughed.

“It’s hard to cook, and I take advantage of you for three meals a day. I’m sorry.

My eyes turn and my tone finally brings some sincerity.

“Thank you. I’m sorry.

Before the start of school, I went to the hospital to untie the bandages, the face was full, the strange, innocent deer’s eyes were full of shock, and without the undertow of the four sides, it was me and not me in the mirror.

When Cheng Sing saw me, he laughed and said, “You look great. I’m sorry.

And I bowed my head, and I couldn’t look at him with his clear and honest eyes, and his voice was a little dumb: “I am a plastic. I’m sorry.

I’ve seen a lot of stars on the Internet, and I know that plastic surgery for some means, to some extent, cheating.

He looked at me and kept his pen in his hand, “So what? I’m sorry.

He was drawing me, in a black dress in white shirts, without a face. He drew quickly, for a while, the face of a young woman was a bit stubborn, and the light at the table hit him in the face, and he seemed so gentle, he reached out and handed it to me.

“To you. I’m sorry.

I had a very different life, the day of school, the sun fell on me, and I watched people walk through the road.

It’s good that no one will ever know me again.

I looked at them, and I whispered to them, and the burning phone called, and I picked up, and he heard me talking to someone, and he seemed a little unhappy. “Well, boyfriend.” I’m sorry.

I can seem to think of the way his eyes smile.

“What do I do, sister? I want to see you. I like you so much. I’m sorry.

The ground burning did not perform well and was sent to an art school in the capital at great cost to the family, a distance of 10 kilometres.

Look, there’s a bright future for a rotten man.

I’m listening to the young man on the phone, and if he’s not burning, if I’m really showing him, I might really like him.

“Recently starting school, busy. See you next time. ”I said, “He’s clearly lost his temper and I’ve already hung up.

When they returned things to the dorm, they packed for the girl who came in behind me, who was a little fat and laughed.

I watched them busy, packed their beds until the girl and I said hello.

“Hello, I’m Chan Suk-suk. I’m sorry.

So I had my first friend in life.

After the military training, I moved back to the Chengsung home to cook for him, and I rented a camera and took part-time pictures of the model to feed my life, and I sent a good picture to the burning.

He’ll be back soon. “Sister is beautiful today. I want to see you. I’m sorry.

I was a little tired and I touched the yellow belly.

“I’m sick recently. I’ll see you at the hospital. I’m sorry.

As soon as the words were down, the sound of a closing door came, and I looked back and saw Cheng’s key in his hand.

Second time lying, found out.

I had a cell phone, and I was suddenly overwhelmed.

And he dazzled, and then he laughed at me, and said: I am starving. I’m sorry.

I looked down and cooked a bowl of noodles in the kitchen, in the living room, and the kid touched the belly of the big orange cat, with a soft side.

He’s the gentlest boy I’ve ever met, gentlest and humbled, and never touched anyone else’s grief.

And took notice of my sight, and he looked up, and he turned his eyes against mine, and then he took it back.

I watched the boiling water in the pot, took a picture and sent it to the ground.

The sound of Cheng’s star, “To your boyfriend?” I’m sorry.

And I turned back, and my eyes were filled with aversion, and then I bowed and shook my head.

“He’s not. I know that Cheng Sing must have seen the disgust of my eyes.

I bet he thinks I’m a bad woman. I’ve never talked to anyone else. He must think I’m a bad woman who cheats on people.

The memories in your head are pouring up.

“I said how far away I smelled a gruesome smell.

“Do you smell her? It stinks…”

“Stenched… shameful.” I’m sorry.

“She’s also called Lin Hsien…”

And I explained with all my heart that it was not me, that I had bathed, that I had no taste, but no matter what I explained, there was nothing but people staring at me with their mouths and noses.

And I screamed, and I lay on the ground, and I held my head, but I didn’t put my hand down.

The water in the pot was still boiling, and the stars shut down the fire, and We cried and looked at him, but he was in a state of anxiety.

What’s wrong with you? I’m sorry.

I thought I had a few good days and it was over, and I couldn’t.

I smiled at him and shook my head.

“I’m sorry…”

“It’s not your fault, don’t apologize. He broke me up, put his hands on my shoulder, pulled out the paper and wiped my forehead.

And he said, “This is not your fault.” I’m sorry.

I looked at him, grabbed his hand and looked for a picture in the trigger, and I finally found a picture of me without ps, the girl in the picture, wearing a big school uniform, the face of the four sides, Zilonghai blocking his eyes, and the jawbone was almost flat with the chin.

“It’s me. “I grabbed his hand, like a floater.

“If I were like this, would you still be with me? I’m sorry.

Cheng Sing looked at the photo and then gave me my phone, and my heart was a little tight.

It doesn’t matter. I should’ve gotten used to it.

“Everyone has the right to be pretty. It’s God’s reward for brave girls. You’re brave, but while brave, you’re smart, kind, hardworking, so even before you stood in front of me, you were you. I’m sorry.

“Man is always obsessed with the beauty of the first and the beauty of the second and the beauty of the second, and the beauty of the make-up or the beauty of the next, as if it were pure nature and ever above the beauty of the first, and fortunate is the natural beauty, but the braveness of the next day is even more precious, and Lin-hyang, to me, you are in every skin. I’m sorry.

Cheng Sing smiled at me, he reached out and shaved my nose.

“No one is superior to others, and no one who tries to change his fate is more precious than someone who is proud of his natural advantage, and no one has the courage to do so. I’m sorry.

3

It’s not going to happen. Even if I have new friends now, no one will look at me differently.

I’ve been asked to have dinner after class. I’ve been asked to go to the bathroom.

I don’t seem like anyone else.

But I still do not dare to look into the eyes of others, to say that I am going to have dinner with them, to accept the good will of others.

I was even afraid that someone would reach out to me, that someone would suddenly push me, and then lose the face of their hands.

I would also be afraid of whispering after others have unwittingly seen it, and I am anxious to know what they are saying, whether they are talking about me and what they are talking about me.

Chen was always with me, brought me into her circle, took care of my feelings.

She seems to know that I’m as sensitive as I am, so she always does what she can.

But even if I met so many good people, I’d still dream of the faces of those who bullied me.

I even thought that if I were the SpongeBob today, they wouldn’t even talk to me.

The star passed me a cup of milk tea, but was turned over by my subconscious, the air was silent, and my tight nerves snapped and my ears were deaf.

And I bowed my head and looked not in his eyes, but crouched down and took care of the rest of the earth, and made a whisper of apology.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to. But this apology is too pale, even if it’s on me, I won’t believe I didn’t mean it.

I lifted my eyes and turned my eyes against his eyes, and he didn’t laugh at the past, but he said, “You don’t have to apologize, you don’t have to be so careful, you don’t owe anyone. I’m sorry.

I nodded, he gave me his milk tea and laughed at me.

“You drink, it’s sweet. I’m sorry.

I waved my head off, and Cheng didn’t move, and I held out my hand, “It’s delicious, taste it.” I’m sorry.

The milk and tea smelled like ice and cold, and I looked on the side of Cheng’s face and exaggerated: “You are a good man.” I’m sorry.

I didn’t refuse to see him again.

That day I put on a light make-up and put on a nice white dress.

We were at a cafe outside, and when I came in, I saw Cheng Sing smiling at me and waved his hand.

I smiled at him, and then the phone sounded, and I looked at him.

He was wearing a white shirt, and the sun fell through the glass on his hair, and he was all like a luminous doll. The ground burns really good, at least in my shallow life, he’s the best look I’ve ever seen.

He looked up and around, and his eyes were clear.

Then he turned to my eyes, and rose a little towards his eyes, and I walked towards him and made a smile at him.

I can feel the sight of Cheng’s star on me, but I can’t look back on him.

I fell in love with the ground, and when it asked me what my name was, I looked at him, and stood up to my chin, and his face turned red in my sight, and I said, “My name is Lin-hyang.” I’m sorry.

And he looked into his eyes and said, “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.

Does he remember? Thinking of some dark alley where a girl named Linxiang begged for his life?

He shakes his head and looks into my eyes and looks happy and doesn’t look like a fake.

I don’t really know why the ground burning likes me, and I don’t believe anyone likes someone across the line.

And the details of my conversations with the earth are but the most daily, and all he likes is that I created a gentle sister.

He took my phone and turned the Lone Star’s note into a burning baby, and the note from his cell phone into her.

I felt sick, and then I looked at him, and I looked at him with a little consolation, and he was easily blushing, and he was always embarrassed to smile at me.

He took my wrists across the street, and then his heart crossed to my palm, and I twitched back and laughed at him, “I’m going home, I’ll see you next time. I’m sorry.

And the ground was kind of scrambling for a long time, then the low head fell down and whispered, “When will we meet again?” I’m sorry.

I bow my head, and it just happens to be a shame.

It took me a long time to leave, and he arrived at the house and received his message on his cell phone.

“Sister is so beautiful. I’m sorry.

I bowed and typed, “You look great too. I’m sorry.

The door was pulled open at once, and Cheng was staring at me, and I didn’t know what to say, but I looked down, like a quail waiting to be attacked.

“Come in.” I’m sorry.

I looked down and changed my shoes and watched him go into his room, and I sat in the living room for a while, and I put my arm around my leg, and I reached out and touched the warmth.

There’s another message on the phone. It’s a fruit phone cut-off. The address is our school.

I looked at the old cell phone on my hands, and I guessed the burning heart.

And I said, “Thank you, ground burning. I’m sorry.

I checked the sale price. It’s not cheap.

I was holding a little yellow hair and the door was pulled open and he had a piece of paper in his hand and put it in front of me.

It’s got a joint lease note, and I’m holding my yellow hand tight, and it’s in a black mark pen on white paper.

Not at night, not at night, not at home.

Next to him is his handprint, and Zhang is looking at me, and his thin lips rise.

“It’s not too much to ask. Somehow I heard his complaints, and he said, “And you went to see someone else and did not prepare me for dinner today. I’m sorry.

I reached out and my fingers were covered in lipstick.

Cheng Sing was blushing and found tape to put him on the wall and returned to his room.

I’m still busy with my own business, and I’ll hardly see Cheng Sing at dinner, and he eats very well and then packs his own chopsticks.

He hasn’t spoken to me very much lately, and every time he talks, it’s just business.

I couldn’t help but say, “Let me wash it. I’m sorry.

Cheng Sing turned back, and then he shook his head again, “No need. I’m sorry.

I bow my head, I touch the yellow belly, and I whisper, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

He came down to me and looked at me, and he said, “You did nothing wrong, you don’t have to apologize. I’m sorry.

This is not the first time he has said such a thing, but every time I hear it, I can’t help but cry.

He took out the tissues, dryed my tears, and he hesitated to ask, “How is Lin-hyang treating you?” I’m sorry.

I know who he’s talking about, noding and shaking.

Cheng Sing looked at the phone in my hand and asked, “He sent it?” I’m sorry.

I nodded my head and suddenly I felt like my phone was burning.

I spent the weekend with the burning of the ground, and he kept his head on my shoulder in a quiet afternoon, and he said all kinds of things.

I love you so much, I really love you…

I shot him on the back, no talking.

He looked at me with a red eye and whispered, “Do you not like me, sister? I’m sorry.

I smiled at him and said, “How? I’m sorry.

And he bowed his head, and the whole man seemed so depressed, and sometimes I didn’t know whether he was suffering or pretending.

Two people who lied to each other were saying to each other that they liked each other, but I caught him in his lies.

In the soft-hearted seconds, I suddenly remembered the cold look in the eye.

Actually, that’s him.

I spent three months together with him, albeit only in words, because of family reasons, the divorce of the parents and the fact that he grew up with his father, so much that I thought we were the same.

That’s why he’s so sweet, he’s so happy to say something nice.

And then you send me all kinds of stuff, you know, I take part-time pictures of models and even buy me over 10,000.

I went to another photo class. He took a lot of my pictures.

We’re like all lovers, but we’ve never kissed.

And when his lips came, I was sick in my stomach, and then I fell on the ground and threw up.

His eyes were hurt, but he was more anxious, and he never kissed me again.

In the third month, he took me to meet his friends, who, at the moment they saw me, called me “Sister-in-law.”

I looked at them and recognized them, the one who called me a bitch, the one who called me an ugly girl, the one who choked my face and called me a sponge baby.

And I prepared my mind for the moment when I saw them, and the memory came, and I was pale, and I was almost on my feet, and my fingernails were almost in his flesh, and my fingernails were almost in his flesh. I could only see his long lips, and I threw his hand away, and I walked towards the outside, and I passed through the cold, long porches, and my skirts behind me were a shadow, and I walked faster and faster.

When the sun fell on me, my legs were soft, my whole body fell on the ground, and my elbows were crushed.

The man behind him came up and lifted me up, and I saw the grounding, and the chest went up and down, and I threw his hand away, and the disgust in his eyes remained undisguised.

“Don’t touch me. I’m sorry.

He stunned, pale-faced, stretched out his hand on my shoulder and shouted my name, “What’s wrong with you?” I’m sorry.

And I looked at him, and there was some confusion, and I pushed him away and whispered, “Don’t follow me.” I’m sorry.

The burning of the ground is like a big, wounded dog, blind with a little bit of fragility.

“Sister, what’s wrong with you?” He hugged me and hit me on the back with his palm.

“Let’s break up. I’m whispering.

He couldn’t believe looking at me, chasing me and asking why.

And We bowed our heads and said: Then do not play with them, and we shall not break up. I’m sorry.

He looked at me, he looked dark, he stood still, so long as I turned away, and I held my hand, and my voice was dumb, and “yes.”

He didn’t ask me why I just hacked those people in front of me.

Finally, the cell phone was delivered to me, with the eyes bending, with careful wings, like a child waiting for credit.

“Look, I deleted it. I’m sorry.

And I looked at him, and suddenly I felt as if I was insolent.

He’s too good to pretend.

And the worst revenge I could think of was to make him fall in love with me and then be left to me, which was a great risk to me.

Because I’m not sure if he loves me.

But I don’t know what better way to do that is to hysteria with all-out fists and kicks, which is like ovulation, and my pain will not diminish with his suffering.

I smiled at him and the sun fell on me, and I felt so cold.

“You did well. I said:

They were completely cut off from the ground burning, and I was kept informed of my cell phone and asked why I was doing so, some of which were too hard to hear, and I reached to the ground burning and looked at him in silence.

He looked at his phone, he twisted his eyebrows, and looked at me, and he asked me, “What do you want me to do? I’m sorry.

And I bowed my head and whispered: “What will you do when others used to bully you?” I’m sorry.

I held me, I was exhausted, and it took him a long time to say, “I know. I’m sorry.

4

They’re completely broken, and for the reasons I’m scolding me, I guess a little bit.

And the ground burned with them, and he came back on the day when he was wounded, but it was not serious, and when I drugged him, he grabbed my hand, and his voice was blind and fragile.

Sister, will you leave me? I’m sorry.

He looked at me, and my eyelashes shivered, and I looked up and laughed at him.

“Does it hurt?” I asked him.

The smile of his lips swayed, but he shook his head: “No pain, no pain.” I’m sorry.

Then, when I left his house, he grabbed my hand and asked, “Come and stay with me.” I’m sorry.

I hesitated and nod.

On the day I moved, I only said hello to Chengsung, who was sitting in the living room and whispering that he was holding a little yellow hair.

I said to him, “I’m leaving.” I’m sorry.

Cheng Sing got up and grabbed my suitcase.

“Are you really going?” He looked down at me, and he couldn’t see the mood in Sulai’s crooked eye.

And I bowed my head and looked not at him, and the air was silent for two seconds, and I felt nothing but his breath: “Then go away.” I’m sorry.

The fan in the living room blew and he turned away from me.

On his way, Cheng-sung opened: “Lin-hyang…”

I’m standing there and I hear his next line, “It’s okay. I’m sorry.

I moved to the ground and burned him, and I felt that he was becoming more and more dependent on me.

He’s so eager to buy a couple’s little things, like the same clothes, the same cup, the same slippers, even the same phone case, as if he was anxious to prove that we were a couple.

On one occasion, he got a couple in the street, he liked it, he pulled me to measure it, he couldn’t get his finger in, he looked at the right ring in my hand, he looked happy and bought it out of his body, and his one was stringed around his neck with a silver chain.

He held my hand and fantasized about our future life, as young as we were married, as big as the name of the child.

I was a cold “um” and the ground burned, and then I didn’t keep talking, and he was careful to put his forehead on my forehead, which was the best I could do.

He looked me in the eye and said, “I’m here, only you.” I’m sorry.

Yeah, he’s in this city, just me.

I cut him off. I’m the only one in his life.

I sometimes wonder how I’m so bad, but sometimes I feel like I’m right. The two emotions are intertwined and hate is taking over. I reach out and touch his head and feel like a dog.

“There’s me alone, okay?” I said.

I saw the joy in his eyes, and he said, “If only there was you. I’m sorry.

Since the beginning of the media, the school has been called upon to look for the most beautiful flowers, and it is not known who took my picture and uploaded it online, fermented that night and voted for it overnight.

I’ve been stripped of my identity, and I’ve been found in my high school graduation photo, made out of face bags in the comment area, ugly, gray faces, and incoherent pixels, with all sorts of weird words.

Like what? Are you scared? Or a smile.

And even the comment section says I was cheap in high school and showed it to the male teacher…

More messages, more heat, and the bloggers are happy to see it, and the private letters that I asked to delete are not read back.

I’m in a rental house on the ground, staring at my cell phone, and it’s pretty crazy.

And I go into their home pages one by one, every man seems to be a normal man, and they live a normal life, no different than others.

I looked at him and laughed, “Do you see that?” I’m sorry.

He reached out to hold me, but I pushed him away.

“You saw it, didn’t you? You know who I am, right? I’m sorry.

He held me so hard, his body shivering with fear and care.

“I’m sorry, Flora, I’m sorry…”

I cried and watched the sky cry and laugh.

I said, “Let’s break up.” I’m sorry.

He held me, he was stiff for two seconds, he was stubborn in his head: “No break up, we don’t break up.” I’m sorry.

I pushed him away, laughed at him, turned my head towards him, reached out and touched his head.

“Well, I don’t want you anymore. I’m sorry.

I saw the look of his injury, and a kind of euphemism came out of his mind.

“I don’t like you. You knew that already. I’m sorry.

I found the pictures on my phone and I found the look.

“Don’t you like pretty girls? That’s me…”

He was careful to take my hand, and I would be willing to believe that he was such an innocent young man if I did not know his true face.

I caught his weakness and plotted to make him fall in love with me, and we were all cheating from the beginning.

5

I took my suitcase, left my house, wandered the streets for no purpose, and I wanted to go back to the school dormitories, and somehow I was afraid that the past had taken root in my memory, so even though my roommate was a very good and polite person, I still called me panic.

And then I saw a young man with a scrunch in his white shirt, and he walked towards me and handed me the scrunch in his hand.

“Won’t you eat? Good. I’m sorry.

And when I did not answer, he stripped himself of one and handed it to my lips, and he laughed at me.

“I saw the Internet too. Are you okay? I’m sorry.

I bit the twat, I smiled at him, I didn’t want to shake my head, “It’s okay. I’m sorry.

He looked at the suitcase in my hand, and he had a tempered face, which became extremely ugly.

“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.

I looked down at the suitcase and I said, “Did you break up?” I’m sorry.

“It’s really not something. He pulled a suitcase and handed me the chestnut in his hand.

“Looking at people, they don’t do anything. *He’s saying in his mouth, “I’m in the air.”

I couldn’t help but laugh and yell with him.

“Well, he’s really not a thing. I’m sorry.

Internet opinion is fermented, and people are replicating it in school forums, and people are showing pictures of me being beaten, and my hair is scratched, and my eyes are open, and the person who sends this picture is texted, saying that I was beaten for stealing someone’s boyfriend.

It’s Kiryu. It must be her. She’s the only one with the phone.

I remember the pain when my hair was pulled to the back of my head, and the sound of a scissors with gum on my head.

And the only reason for this is because her hair is blown off and the person she likes looks twice.

I looked at the pictures on the computer, the little yellow and quiet on my feet, like a silent consolation.

I touched the yellow and said to myself, “I can’t be beaten for nothing. I’m sorry.

And in the kitchen, it’s a busy image of Cheng, he’s making soup, which smells like corn ribs.

I said, “What if you were bullied? I’m sorry.

Cheng-sung walked out of the kitchen and looked at my computer screen, his fingers were squeezed and his eyes were covered in red, and his chest was on the rise and down, and he never had a good heart, so he was confronted with such things, and he could not hide his anger from his face.

But he said: Follow the heart. I’m sorry.

And I leaned down, and he stretched out his hand, and his hand fell down on my head, and he gently beat it, and he whispered, “Don’t be afraid. I’m sorry.

I turned on my 100-degree disk and registered a few little bits, and I sent pictures of the injuries with different words.

It says that I was beaten because I owed money, and I was beaten because I seduced someone’s boyfriend, and I was beaten because I cut someone’s face.

And public opinion reached its peak at the moment the picture came to light, and people began to notice something.

Some people in the comment area began to say that even if they did, they wouldn’t be like that.

Another Bo commented, and I knew that it was Chen Sugar, and they said that they knew Me.

They said I was kind, that I couldn’t eat myself, that I fed most of the school stray cats, that people like me couldn’t do that.

And I took advantage of the heat and I registered the husk.

One of them explains what I have never done, and one of the things I have never done, and one of the things I have added, is the cave of the oppressed. If you have also suffered bullying in the school, speak up.

People who believed in the commentary region were outraged, but there were also those who accused you of being bullied so badly if you were brave to resist, or you were too weak in the end.

Similar experiences have been reported in the comment section.

And I’m looking at people like that, and their hearts are sinking.

The sun came to me, and he stopped me on my way to school, begging me not to break up.

I looked at him funny, “Your sister did it. What, you gonna beat me up for her again? I’m sorry.

The ground was so thin, there was a tiny dent in his cheeks, he kneeled in the streets of people, reached out and held my hand, and the people around him didn’t care, but he cried, “Sorry, fragrance, I’m sorry…”

And We broke his finger, and he hastened and seized it, and said: Leave me not. I’m sorry.

And I just looked at him like a piece of shit.

Just like he looked at me.

I looked at him and laughed at him.

“When I graduated in senior year, you blocked me out, and they kicked me in the belly during my period of menstruation, mocked me and humiliated me, and I beg you to spare me…”

And when the tears fell, the breath came up, “Don’t say it, fragrance, please don’t say it…”

I looked down at him, and I said, “I hate you, I hate you to die, I feel sick every second I’m with you…”

He was in pain, but the more painful he was, the better I was.

“You really don’t like me at all? “But I really like you.” I’m sorry.

I looked down at him, and he kneeled straight, and I opened his mouth, and broke the hope in his eyes.

“The person you like, it’s not me, she’s just me you think of, the one who cares about you and loves you very much, but there’s never gonna be a person like you, who doesn’t like you, who doesn’t give a shit about you, because you’re a piece of shit, and you don’t give a shit about anything but bullying. I’m sorry.

“And those who raise their heads three feet above their heads, and burn on the ground, and whosoever has been bullied by you, will hate you as I do, and pray to you in the future, in the depths of hell.” I’m sorry.

I’m so happy, I’m so much more smiling.

“Land burning, you’re a piece of shit nobody wants, I don’t want it. I’m sorry.

The ground burn came to me several times, and I got away with it.

And sent back the ring he sent me, so I won’t suffer.

Six.

In the winter, my stepmother, Yang Autumn, called me several times, and I eventually deleted Lai.

I am not in deep blame with her, but I am indifferent to one another.

He couldn’t see me. I couldn’t see my mom getting married a month after she died.

She stopped calling me.

Cheng Sing came home after the New Year, and I stayed alone in the capital, hoarding a lot of food, and with me was the little yellow that became lazy after winter.

I went to the fireworks show alone that night on New Year’s Eve, and there were a lot of people watching fireworks, and it was so much fun.

It’s hot, it’s lonely.

At the moment when the fireworks were shining, my hand was caught, and I almost screamed, and looked back, and it was burning on the ground, and he was wearing white cotton clothes, pale-faced, holding my hand, and his voice was careful, and he showed me a good smile.

‘Cause you never saw me, and I couldn’t find you, and I went home to find you, and I heard you weren’t back, and I was waiting here. I’m sorry.

He seemed to be afraid of something, and he said, “I didn’t know you were coming here. I just wanted to take a chance. I’m sorry.

And I just looked at him in a cold, gently pumped my hand back in my cotton pocket.

“Log burn, are you bored?”

He was a little stiff, and then he whispered, “I’m sorry, I just wanted to see you.” I’m sorry.

I don’t care. I don’t want to see fireworks.

Turned around and walked towards his house, and he took my hand, followed me behind him, watched my face, and I dumped his hand.

“Don’t touch me. I turned against him, but he did not hear him, and followed me and said to himself, “Happy New Year, Flora, this is our first year together. I’m sorry.

And the next second, his voice jumped, “We have a second year. I’m sorry.

He seems to like to think about the future, the future of us, the future of life.

But he never seemed to think that there was a future for those whom he had bullied.

When I arrived at the residential building, I stopped and looked at him and said, “No more.” I’m sorry.

He stunned and finally slowly bowed his head and his voice was a little stingy.

“Can’t we not break up?” He was so low on the dust that he suddenly reached out to his constant slaps.

“Don’t break up, I’ll make amends. I’m sorry.

I didn’t pay attention to him. He kept scratching his hands behind me and his voice was clear.

I turned back and grabbed his hand, and suddenly I felt helpless, and I looked back at the lights that were lit upstairs, and the window was showing the young man with the cat.

I look at the burning of the landing, and the sound is very serious: “Why should I go back to the mud? I’m sorry.

And the earth was burning, and he bowed his head until I went up, and he did not leave.

The door was open, the house was warm, full of noodles.

Cheng Sing saw me come back, looked out of the kitchen, had a red face, and finally opened his mouth: “Happy New Year, Lin Hyang. I’m sorry.

My eyes were a little sour and I whispered, “Thank you. I’m sorry.

Cheng Sing scratched his head and said, “I can eat it on my face for a while, you can eat it first, and I can learn the rest. I’m sorry.

Word is, my heart is warm and my eyes are red.

When he saw me, he was a little confused and finally stood in front of me, and he was very careful to shoot my hair.

“Not what my mother said…”

I looked up and he was blushing, and he repeated, “Not my mother. I’m sorry.

I looked down and felt the air was suddenly hot and my heart was beating.

We were together, and he solemnly gave me a big red bag.

“I’m not a child anymore.” I’m sorry.

The star of Cheng scratched his head without saying a word, but his eyes bended and looked at me with tenderness, and he said, “Come on, let’s celebrate the New Year.” I’m sorry.

He took me back to my room, and covered me with coverings, the light of the room was out, and I opened my eyes, and it was clear in my eyes, and suddenly the red bag was warm, but I couldn’t help but shed joy in my heart.

Internet events didn’t affect me very much, but private accounts against school bullying were filled with volunteers, law students, already employed lawyers, journalists everywhere, students with psychology…

The anti-school bullying account has reached out to the local police and has helped many children who are at risk.

Together, we helped to guide the children who went out of their way, so I got more and more busy, and every time I met those people’s contributions, the word was like a bloody knife, and I couldn’t sleep in the whole room.

I looked at the unreaded private letter backstage and had a heartache.

I thought I was a bad man, but my business was nothing but a rock from this mountain.

We can’t really do anything, but we still have to do something.

I’ve come out, but their lives are just beginning.

And when it’s done, I feel that my words are too pale for you to be brave and to learn to resist.

And then in my dream, I’d tell the bullied SpongeBob that you had to be brave and learn to resist.

It’s almost my obsession, and I’m always thinking, if only I had been braver, braver, and broken jars.

The lawyer who contacted me was also a victim of bullying at the school, and she later told me in a soft tone.

“I used to think that if I had been braver, I would have thought that I was not who I am when I was a young girl, that she had no reason to be weak, but even when she was weak, it was not a reason to be bullied, it was never me who was wrong, it was those who bullied me. I’m sorry.

Yeah, wrong never was me.

It’s both their fault and why should I pay?

7

In the third year of my creation of the Anti-School Bullying Organization, I was invited by the media to an interview programme.

I come in front of the camera and face the media, and I’m scared, with my skirted fingers white, and Cheng’s with me, with a big banner behind the camera.

“Sam, you’re the best. He held the banner, bending his eyes.

All of a sudden, the tension in my heart subsided and I couldn’t help but smile at him.

I thought about what happened when I was a kid. I thought it was a long time ago, and I’d forget it, but I thought it was like I was going through it.

Sometimes I don’t even realize that others are bullying me.

When I was in primary school, my classmates made up their children’s songs, because they couldn’t afford to buy clothes, because they were wearing old clothes that they had dropped out of, and because they were wearing pedicures, so this song, which they all sang, accompanied my childhood.

“Lin doesn’t smell good, face bad, pants bad…”

But I didn’t realize that it was bullies, even when they sang.

I’m sorry. Of course I am.

They may be tailings, or they may be fun, and even when they meet after many years, they’ll try to flirt with it.

They didn’t realize it was bullying.

In junior high school, the first holiday, with toilet paper in it, and then the mother’s time during the inter-curricular exercise, sent a sanitary towel in a transparent bag, which caused the whole class to laugh, while I was ashamed not to bury people at the desk.

And every time I talk about my mother, someone smiles in secret, and then says, “Ling’s mother sends her sanitary towels…”

When they grow up, it’s a normal thing to come to the holidays, but it’s like shame, and the amount of privacy and whispering, and it always breaks people’s self-esteem.

There is no door to the school toilet, and the intimacy of the conversation has prevented me from changing it in the classroom, and every time I go home, the stool is covered with blood, and then it is taken care of as part of the class.

No one realizes they’re bullying others.

Adolescence isn’t really great for me.

At that time, the boys in the class were ten beautiful girls and ten ugly women in the dormitory.

On the next day, the gay table with the cheeky face poked my arm in class.

“Lingxiang, do you know who you are in class? I’m sorry.

We had no knowledge of shaking our heads, nor had we noticed what was in his eyes. He said, “You are the first.” I’m sorry.

I don’t know, he laughed, “First Ugly Woman.” I’m sorry.

I forgot how I responded, but I didn’t cry, I was angry and told the teacher after school, and the serious teacher just looked at me.

“What do you care what people say? You can’t read well, you can read well. I’m sorry.

And then I cried, and the whole thing came up.

I did not know who had spread it to my teacher, and they gave me the name of a traitor, mocking me in all manner.

At that moment, they were just, because I was a traitor, even after many years, laughing, “Who made you so impotent? I’m sorry.

And then I went to high school, and the quietest thing that ever happened to me was verbal violence, and everything you did was wrong, except I was used to it, and they even called me SpongeBob as a funny nickname.

I went back to school for a year and was a senior.

In that year, I was pushed by words to the top of my body.

Ever since I accidentally stepped on a snowed shoe, I didn’t have the money to pay for a new pair, she reached out and slapped me.

I was locked in the toilet, I was delayed in my science class, they were locked in the toilet, they threatened to pay me a lesson, they stepped on my head, kicked me in the stomach, even in my private parts, but they never slapped me, and they were still good kids in the teacher’s eyes. And I prayed for forgiveness at the beginning, but the more I went behind, the less I would, and the more it would have fuelled them, the harder I would have been.

I told the man who was so nice to me, he looked at me like he didn’t approve.

“Do you have proof?”

Yes, but I can’t show it, and at that moment I suddenly felt unspoken, as if lying had been pierced.

I remember his disappointed eyes, but then he talked to Kiryu Chen Yi, and came back with red eyes, as if she had just cried, but she looked at me with sarcasm and pride.

That moment, I know, I’m done.

Then there was a rumor in the class that I was naked and dirty and they said I was a slut, that I was a bitch, that I was ugly, that I was a teacher.

And the last time I got beat up, I thought about it.

It was my name, and it appeared on the school’s high roll, when I graduated from high school, and I was put on a banner at the entrance of the school by the prestigious university.

And then at night, I was hit by a ground burner, and I knew he was the one who heard that the school bully was cousin Kiryu, so no one dared.

So much that I thought of the snow when I was facing the burning of the earth, and they were really like, like, the beast’s heart.

Speaking of which I was shaking and forced to interrupt, it was only when I thought I was well prepared to face all of this that I knew that things would never be over.

“Cry, you can cry today.” I’m sorry.

He held me until I was calmed down.

“You didn’t do anything wrong, just the bad guys you met. I’m sorry.

Interview in the back, the host asked me.

“What about you now? Would they want an apology? I’m sorry.

“They don’t think they’re wrong. They think it’s just a joke. I’m sorry.

The interview was subsequently transmitted to the authorities for a hot search, and it was not known who had taken out the identity of Kiyuki. The father of the officer behind Kiyuki was investigated for public opinion, and he was summarily dismissed from his post for corruption and bribery.

I look at the growing public opinion, and then I get Chen Yi’s identity, a short video platform, 400w fans, pure and fair, and 80 sociologists behind my back.

Her short video comment area has become fuzzy, and I look at an increase in the number of comments and some ad hoc comments, but they’re flooded.

Finally, Chen Yiyi had to close the video platform for comment, so that he could record the apology video and announce his withdrawal.

I watched the development of public opinion with my dark eyes, but did not feel a great revenge.

If they weren’t public figures with some influence on the Internet, maybe I’d never see them punished. I was lying on the table, crying, crying.

It turns out there are things that really can’t get through, and the wounds that have been cut out still bleed.

That year, I had a serious mental illness and became the one who needed to see a shrink.

He had to hand over his account number, traveled with me while he continued to do his work in the media, he studied costume design, opened his own Internet store, and I was a model of his Internet store, and life was quite free.

Cheng was with me the first thing he said to me every day.

“Hama, you seem a little better today than yesterday. I’m sorry.

“Hama, yesterday the girl started walking out, and you’re gonna start coming out. I’m sorry.

“Hama, you’ve helped so many people, you’re wonderful…”

“Hama, you’re amazing. The best man I’ve ever seen…”

We were supposed to be married in early September, and he took me home to my parents, both university professors, who were gentle and reasonable, and who could blame me for teaching such a kind and good person as Cheng Star, so that I sometimes didn’t know why he liked someone like me, and he laughed at me and said, “Is it not normal for a good person to be liked?” I’m sorry.

I said, “Do you really think I’m good?” I’m sorry.

He nodded his head, put his hand on my pros, last hand, and he looked helpless and cute.

“It’s too good to count. I’m sorry.

Cheng Sing likes to compliment me, and sometimes I wonder if he’s talking about someone who isn’t a fairy in heaven.

He smiled at me and touched my head.

Because of the marriage, I got busy and no longer had time to think about it.

One day after the wedding, the driver who met was in a black duck cap without saying a word to me.

I just finished talking to Chengsung. I saw a flashing ring lock in the car.

I looked out the window, and the leaves were blown out of the wind, and I got off and I said, “How much? I’m sorry.

The driver looked down and whispered: “38. I’m sorry.

The driver’s voice, “Happy wedding.” I’m sorry.

The car then rolled into the window and slowly left.

I looked back and saw Cheng’s star waiting for me at the side of the road, and he was wearing a black thin coat, with his beautiful eyes bending, and I walked, and I jumped into his windie, and whispered, “I’m cold!” I’m sorry.

And he took my hand and rubbed, and he took a breath, and his eyebrow was soft, and he said, “Well, I’ll warm you up.” I’m sorry.

Sometimes I really think he’s the big baby that God gave me. My eyes are hot and my voices are boring.

“If only I had met you sooner. I’m sorry.

And he held me and took me home, whispering, “I would like to meet you sooner, and then he said to you, “You are great and you are the best person I have ever met.” I’m sorry.

“Shang Sung, you like to compliment me “I have a red face.

“I love you too…”

Record number YX11QnYnjvM

Wind Underground Moon

The treasures can click on the link.

When I was forced into the corner by the school bullies, I sent the last message to the Internet lovers, and their cell phones were ringing.

When I was stuck in the corner of the wall by a group of people, I was going to type with my cell phone, and there was a half full of popsicles in my mouth.

It’s a guy in black. I know him.

We’re the college bullies.

I can only sum up in eight words about this schoolhouse: unkindness, heartlessness.

It is said that not only do they change their girlfriends faster than I lose my hair, but they also target vulnerable groups and bullying in schools.

Like me eating popsicles now.

I look at the schoolhouse, and I look at the small, weak girl next to the schoolhouse, and I pick out the eyebrow and I’m an acquaintance.

Linco, the music department flower, the spring of Toyako.

At this point, Lin Coco is not like the crazy woman I was talking to last night to make me look good. She’s half by the side of the schoolhouse, she’s pulling his sleeve, she’s pale, she’s red, she’s weak, I see…

She turned her face against me and laughed.

Ugh.

She turned around, and the soft pair said, “Ann, let’s just say she didn’t mean it.”

On the one hand, it was said that, on the other hand, it showed a sign of purple on its arm.

I couldn’t bear to flip a white eye.

Cheng An looked up and down at me and laughed, “Did you hit Linco yesterday?”

Well, sort of, sort of.

I didn’t know her. I’m from the computer department. I can’t get in with the music department. In the middle of the night, the campus asked each of them to do a show, and when I played a video with my mom, she called my counselor all night and told him that I was playing the piano, so he gave me a chance to glow at college.

I said euphemism, and my mom meant to get my school day and get her a son-in-law back.

No need, no.

Our counselor got so excited that he called me to the office early in the morning to say that the computer department had been at the bottom of art for so many years, that it had been so hard to meet me this time, that it had to be a sign that he was in the department.

I hate it.

As for Linco, the new music department flower, which was supposed to be at school for the holidays, was difficult to put on the final axis, and was cut off by my counselor.

Unfortunately, she was also planning to play the piano.

There was only one piano in the auditorium, and I was forced to practice in the auditorium directly after the school day. When she was told that I was the one on the show, she came to me in every way and robbed me of the piano, trying to keep me out of it.

And the good things?

It’s not a day or a day or a day or a day or a day or a day or a day or a day, but yesterday she tried to put the lid on me. I put up with it or pushed her, and she tripped on her heels and fell on the ground.

Chicken.

I’m laughing, I don’t know what to say.

And then I found my mouth stuck to a popsicle.

I don’t know.

Shit.

I’m not talking, I’m not ashamed of myself.

When he said it, he smiled with him.

“This sister has the guts to bully An Koo.”

“It’s a shame the little girl is still pretty.”

“Why do I look so familiar…”

“You look familiar when you see a pretty girl.”

“Ha ha ha ha…”

Cheng’s staring at me: “You better apologize to Linco now, or I’ll be polite.”

You wait for me to open my mouth.

I’ve been throwing popsicles with my tongue, trying to let it loose and staring at the process, with some distortion of the face.

Cheng An thinks I’m provoking him.

He touched his wrists: “I never hit a girl, but you like to bully others and beat them without regret. I don’t mind teaching you about manners and upbringing.”

You teach me manners, you can pull it.

I couldn’t bear to flip a white eye and finally pull out the popsicle.

“Boom!”

Shit, your tongue is numb.

I rubbed a bit of a sour chin, threw a popsicle in the trash can.

Turning around, looking at Cheng-an, scrambling lincoa and smiling, “How polite? I’m the most polite person.”

A little excited.

I slid my sleeve, my phone was on, and I didn’t get back.

“Isn’t it just a fight, so much nonsense, that sister will play with you today?”

There was a sound of gas around it, and even the forest cocoa could not believe it.

My sweet boyfriend asked me what I was doing.

I don’t want to type, press the voice, “Baby, sister’s saving the missus, and I’ll find you later.

When the hand was loose, the message came out.

There’s a news alert on the other side.

Cheng An pulled out his cell phone, suddenly softened his face, even smiling.

I watched him light a few times and smiled even more.

“Baby, sister’s saving the missus. We’ll find you later. Be good.”

Very loud out.

There are even echoes in the open corners.

Cheng is still here. Linco’s stuck. A group of people left behind.

Me too.

Silence, is tonight’s Kangbridge.

Kambashi heard my voice coming out of Cheng’s cell phone and fled all night.

♪ I can’t ♪ ♪ I can’t ♪ Why would I kiss my baby’s voice out of Chengan’s phone?

I remember meeting with a baby, a year ago, with a fellow city friend in a music software, and I found each other in a very good way, and then it happened.

Although my roommate has been strongly advised not to fall in love, and my dear baby has been delaying her meeting time with her studies.

I thought he was shy inside.

Hey, that’s a knife.

My fists were tight and tight when I thought that during the past six months Cheon-an’s body had fallen into the sea with a sense of deception.

He looked at me and stopped talking.

I put my phone and bag on the floor.

Scratch his sleeve again.

Well, it’s more exciting.

Cheng An was shot into the infirmary.

The brothers he brought around were somewhat disabled.

The question is one of persuasion.

When the counselor arrived, I was sitting in a chair outside the infirmary, crying secretly with my cell phone and sacrificing my lost love.

He thought it was me who got punched, came up with an arrow and tried to pull me up to see where I was hurt, and he was afraid that I would be in a hurry.

“Joe Yao, are you all right?”

I looked up and watched the counselor get blown up by the wind, and he was so hot.

It’s so touching.

I stood up with my face on. I was just about to open my mouth.

The counselor looked at me with tears, and he got angry: “Where are the bastards? What a terrible thing to do in broad daylight! Jozo, don’t be afraid. The teacher will be your host.”

The back door was open, the infirmary came out: “The little girl can do it, she can do it, she can do it, she can’t do it for 10 and a half days, and the black one’s gonna have a plaster…”

I don’t know.

I looked at the angry counsellors and for the first time felt their conscience condemned.

“No, Doctor Cheung, who did you just say wants to cast cast?” The counselor was full of questions.

“It’s not like there’s been a fight once or twice with a bunch of people to block a little girl, and the security guards have seen us rushing in together.”

Zhang’s doctor is excited.

I can see that he is already working hard to keep his mouth shut.

“Good guy, lay a man on the ground, and the little girl put a man on the floor with her arms around her. We’ll have to cast another arm later.”

Still didn’t put up with giving me a thumb.

I touch the nose.

It’s a little personal.

I didn’t take it seriously. Just think about what it meant.

Who would have thought he was lying to me.

He beat me to death and scared his brothers to pull me.

In accordance with the principle of voluntary fairness, none of them has escaped.

Oh, and a forest cocoa.

I didn’t notice. I thought I was scared.

Chicken.

The counselor, who has seen the storm, is silent and still cares about me: “What happened to Joe?

I don’t know. It’s moving!

I announce that now Mr. Zhou is my favorite counselor of a loving teacher!

I’m so proud of myself, “Mr. Chow, I’m fine. Nothing.”

Says he’s in a circle.

I can do push-ups, not with limited space.

Mr. Zhou noded his head, and then he wrinkled, “Why is Cheng An bothering you?”

I didn’t hesitate to tell the whole story.

It’s probably Rinco who thinks I’ve taken her axle, and keeps me in trouble and letting Chengan bring me a warning that I have to hit someone in self-defence.

Nothing.

Anything else? Nothing else?

I put my phone in my pocket.

Mr. Zhou is silent. I think I’m a little upset.

I said, “I’m fine, Mr. Chow. I’m fine.”

It’s just that I beat Cheng An up a little bit.

“But I may have hit a little hard, dogs… and Cheng is not well.

Dog thief almost got out of his mouth.

Mr. Chow listens, it’s hot again.

“How dare he ask for medical fees? This is a serious violation of the rules of the college, and I have to report it to the Ministry of Science and Technology, which says, “How can you fight so hard?”

“No, I don’t know how to fight, but I’ve practiced taekwondo, and it’s all the same.”

Mr. Zhou and Zhang were silent.

It must be the first time that you have heard such a novelty about fighting.

Mr. Zhou said, “A little girl can learn to protect herself.”

He patted me on my shoulder and comforted him by saying, “Don’t worry, I’ll tell the Ministry of Science and Technology that you’re the victim and that the college will deal with it seriously.”

I’m a good nod.

The door behind him was opened again, with a swollen face with a swollen arm and a group of his swollen brothers.

I turned my head and looked at him.

Silence, silence is…

A boy next to Cheng-an saw me, fell back on the door frame and took a cold breath.

I:

Not necessarily.

Teacher Zhou’s face is cold when he sees Cheng An’s face.

He said, “Look at me, look at me.

Dude, modern-day face changers.

I love it.

I’ve been so busy swinging, “It’s okay, I should go.”

Mr. Chow is happy to nod his head.

Then he went to the Ministry with a huge crowd.

It’s a big class.

There are many people who come to classes and change classes on major inter-school roads.

Soon someone recognized the swollen face of Chengan.

“Wasn’t that nice?”

“The handsome guy at the business school? Not really?”

“Yes! I saw him in this morning! Is this a fight getting caught?”

“There are no wet shoes on the side of the river.

“Isn’t it all his fault? How does this look like the one who got hit?”

“Cow, who’s so good and so hard?”

“But Cheng An is so handsome, who’s going to do it so hard?”

“Sister, you can’t eat for food, but you have to see what happens.”

I’m listening to a crazy nod.

For example, there are people who appear to be fighting and being a schoolboy who pretends to be a good boy!

He suddenly regretted not taking his other arm off before the security guard came.

The more I want to get angry.

I looked back and looked at Cheng.

Cheng’s head was down, it seemed like something, looked to me.

And then suddenly smiled at me.

Help.

Don’t laugh at me with a purple panda eye and a bandage on my face!

No more teeth! Your teeth are bleeding again!

I smoked my mouth and turned my head.

Start rethinking.

I’ve always done well, never hit people in the head.

I’m sure today’s balance went out with Kambashi.

It’s not too far from the building, and when Teacher Zhou took us there, the Minister of Science and Technology was alone in the office for tea.

A crowd of people came into the office, and Minister Sun’s tea almost choked.

He was able to take the tea down, and then he looked up in the middle of us, and saw Cheng An, and looked in his eyes several times, with a clearly painful face.

Weird.

Look again.

What a pain mask!

I was surprised that Cheng An felt pain even when the Minister of Education and Industry looked at him, while underestimating myself for this time, somewhat for the benefit of the people.

Minister Sun had a few insinuations.

“What happened this time?”

Again.

What a clever word.

Mr. Zhou went ahead and said the basics.

Minister Sun looked at me with surprise when he heard me beat him to death.

I’m good. Jpg.

Mr. Zhou said that Minister Sun’s face fell down.

It’s not open yet. It’s ringing again.

It’s Lin Coco and her counselor, I’ve met a few times in my rehearsal.

Lin Coco’s face was pale, she looked up at me, and her eyes were red.

I’ve seen her acting. This should be really scary.

The teacher next to her dragged her in and didn’t look so good.

Mr. Zhou noded at her head: “Mr. Yang, you’re here.”

When I was fighting, Rinco got scared and then called her counselor on the way to bring her over.

The lady teacher came by and looked at me with regret: “You’re Joe Zaius, are you okay?”

Her concern was sincere, gentle and polite.

Beautiful sister!

I was so busy shaking my head, “I’m fine, I’m fine.”

“What can she do? She beats people up…”

After Cheng An, he endured his brother who had not spoken all the time, and he didn’t take a word.

I ordered him a wax in my heart.

The next second, Minister Sun hit the big table: “You got a point, right? “What if a bunch of boys don’t know how to defend themselves?”

The boys shut up.

Minister Sun pointed his spear at Chengan. How many times did you go to the government department for fighting? Why do you want to do school bullying?

Cheon-an was silent, and there was a lack of air: “I didn’t mean to hit her, I just wanted to scare her…”

Minister Sun’s beard blows his eyes off.

Oh, Minister Sun doesn’t have a beard. He’s 40 years old.

Mr. Zhou is angry, too: “Is it right to scare her?” You’re a grown man and you’re being used as a gun by someone who doesn’t even know what’s going on?”

There’s a lot of people with no brains who get into college.

I’ll always call for Teacher Chow.

Cheng is wrinkled: What do you mean?

Lin some people are shaking a little bit.

Everyone looked to Linco.

Clean Coco, Online Protection.

Under pressure from Minister Sun and two counsellors, Rinco cried to make me an axle, slammed me and lied that I beat her cousin to warn me.

Cousin?

Who’s her cousin?

I looked back, and I looked back on him.

Something.

I thought the school boss was so angry, it turned out to be stupid.

These represent only one-sided views of the individual and do not rise up the family.

Cheng An listens to Lin Coco and looks down.

Although his face is already colored, it does not prevent an additional layer of black.

The brother who followed him, he couldn’t hang on his face.

The boy who just took the line said, “Well, I’m sorry that we misunderstood you. And we really didn’t mean to hit you. We were going to play ball with Anko, and his sister came and said she was hit.

The people next to him were accompanied by an apology.

I looked at his sincere eyes… and swollen faces in several places, and didn’t dare whisper.

He was the first to pull, hit the second.

He was first beaten with his arm hanging around his neck and looked at me with a fanny.

Three guilt, three embarrassments and a smile on the way to four.

Save…

Cheon-Ahn looked at me and suddenly came to me with a serious look: “I’m sorry, Joe, I shouldn’t have misunderstood you, I shouldn’t have blocked you on the Internet…”

Shut up!

I was so busy interrupting him, “It’s okay, Cheng, this never happened!”

His eyes were suddenly darkened.

I smiled, I bit my teeth off, and I said, “I don’t think it ever happened.”

You wait for me.

He was staring at me and laughing again.

And then he went back and stood up.

“Ooh, but I was just trying to scare her, and I didn’t think they’d fight…”

Linco is still crying.

Mr. Zhou wanted to bring the surveillance to the headmaster on his way here.

There’s some silence in the office.

Minister Sun coughed: “It was a misunderstanding, but it was not a good thing, but I think she’s gonna be psychologically affected, even though Joe is not hurt.”

Yes!

That’s right!

I’m touching the contours of my phone in my pocket, and I’m having a little trouble.

“Punishment is still necessary, so that you and Chengan will be disqualified from participating in the school festival, and you and Cheng An will be given 10 points, write a 5,000-word review, and read it at the next College General next week.” He also looked at the rest of the people, “You, too, will write 5,000-word reviews to me, with five points to each of you.”

If you remember, good behavior can be eliminated.

However, the Academy ‘ s Quality Quality Quality Quality Quality Qualifications can only be obtained through academic lectures or the publication of in-school thesis, one lecture at a time and a 30,000-word academic paper at a time. The lectures usually begin in two hours and must be in the presence of the whole of the course, with 5,000 words to be written and a sense to the Ministry of Education.

And if you want to graduate, it’s 80 points.

It’s easy, but it’s annoying.

So sad.

But what does it have to do with Joe?

Minister Sun said, “Do you have any ideas on your side?”

It’s very sincere, as if it’s too light.

I’m embarrassed.

I was so busy swinging, “I don’t have a problem.” I’m happy.

Minister Sun is very pleased.

Rin Coco and the boys, when they listened to the punishment, their faces fell down, but they were afraid to whisper.

It’s true that Cheng Qian was very polite and surprised by Minister Sun.

I’m poking.

Does the kid have any points?

This is the end of the story.

I apologized with red eyes before I left.

Looks like I’m too wild and I’m really tough to fight.

The beautiful sister went with her and touched my head before she left.

Yes!

I turned around, and suddenly I was jealous of the teacher Zhou, who looked at me unconsciously.

♪ I can’t ♪

Before we had time to think, Minister Sun next door began to lecture them.

“You say that if you don’t study well every day, how many days will you be off?”

Chengan’s counselor isn’t here. I said I didn’t look.

“Go home, have classes, no writing reviews, stay here.”

Others responded with a compassionate look on their shoulders.

Cheon-an is quiet, he doesn’t know what to think.

Minister Sun looked at me and laughed nicely.

The second person in the modern face, there.

“O Joe, you did well today! Very brave!”

I watched his eyes shine and his back was a little chilly.

“This son of a bitch is a mess.”

I’m laughing at you.

Minister Sun made tea and took another sip: “But he is not in bad faith, and today is a misunderstanding, I hope you do not care.”

This is a bit of a patriarchy.

I’m a little confused.

“Well, go back and rest. Tell your counselor if anything’s uncomfortable.”

I’m uh-uh-uh nod.

Mr. Zhou and Minister Sun said hello, and I followed him and was stopped by the Minister.

“O Joe, your school day is still the same. Go back to practice. The computer department surprises me this year.

Thank you.

I’ll really thank you.

I was going to tell Teacher Zhou not to go to school.

Cheng An turned to see me and opened his mouth to say something.

Out of the department, I looked to Teacher Zhou to stop talking.

Mr. Zhou was worried about his capitalist fangs as he changed them: “Couldn’t Joe be defeated by that little thing?” I’m sure you won’t abandon our computer system, will you? I’m sure you can’t afford to let Miss Zhou down.”

Shit.

Moral kidnapping of me.

It’s no use. As long as I have no morality, you can’t kidnap…

“Your mother called me yesterday about your practice!”

I’m a good, moral student.

Teacher Zhou beat me on the shoulder and told me to get some rest, and then he got distracted.

I can’t help but laugh when I look over thirty years old and sometimes I’m still like a teenager.

Mr. Zhou is a really nice man.

At this age, there are no targets.

I didn’t mean to sneeze him, though the teacher who walked in front sneezes.

It’s his problem.

I suddenly thought of that beautiful sister and Mr. Zhou looking at her naked eyes.

Hey, something.

The Gossip Girl laughs in the mouth, and suddenly I think of Chengan.

I don’t know.

Out of the spectrum.

Why would he be my online object!

Whoo-hoo.

How could my sweet, sweet, sweet boyfriend be a bad-tempered, not very smart fighting dog?

The phone rang, and I took it out, and my roommate saw me walking on the white wall with a swollen face and asked me what happened.

I was silent and sent out to a little rabbit for a grass-faced bag.

[The contents are too grassy. Rabbit mowers you online]

Roommate:

I’m suffocating, and I put my phone away.

Bad.

I looked up and saw a boy standing on the road, and he saw me waving.

I’ll take a look at you. Cheng’s brother.

I walked in front of him, and I said, “Are you okay?”

The boys smiled a little awkwardly: “Hello, Joe. My name is Yu-Ling. I’m Ango’s roommate. I’m really sorry about today. We didn’t mean to bully you.”

I nod my head and now I can see it.

There’s no fighting dog coming out to fight.

I can’t help but begin to doubt the Academy’s history of Cheng An fighting.

Is this really the power of a schoolboy? Can’t even beat a girl?

It’s more embarrassing when I put on my face, and I realized I couldn’t stand to ask.

He was so angry, he had a red face.

I touched my nose: “It’s all right. It’s all right.

I’m not sure I’m looking at you again, but I’m feeling a bit sad: “Ango did fight really hard, but he never really did hit girls, and you certainly did.

Yo, here’s where Cheon-an’s gonna be.

Pull it down.

Any boy can really stand to be beaten on the floor by a girl unless he can’t.

Or I’ll read it backwards.

I don’t know.

And in my heart, it’s a hard-on, and it’s a hard-on.

I don’t know, “And this is a bit unusual today, and you and Ang were on the Internet… did you know?”

I don’t know how to describe my relationship with Cheng An.

I don’t know how to describe it.

But Cheng’s online relationship was suddenly picked out by the third person.

“Well, sort of.”

I know what he means, and suddenly I get excited.

“Ang told us about you!”

♪ I can’t ♪

What do you mean?

“A previous dormitory party, when Ango lost the game, we asked him to find a girl to confess that he had an affair, that he was jealous, that we didn’t believe, and that he immediately pulled out his phone and called his girlfriend in front of us for two hours.”

There was a distortion of the remaining face, and the paste was all bandaged up. He’s been showing us two hours of love! Let’s not talk!

I’m silent.

There was a time when my little baby called me for a long time, remembering his strange voice.

It now seems like he’s the one who’s gonna get up and be covered up.

“We forced An to ask him, and found out that he was in love with the Internet, that he had never even seen a girl.

Half in the front and half in the back.

♪ I can’t ♪

Am I shy? Sorry to see him?

In the heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart.

I don’t look well when I’m here.

Surely he found himself in danger of lying.

And I laughed, “What’s going on in reality, there’s a lot of stuff going on on on the Internet, and you guys are having fun?”

“What’s going on?”

I don’t even want to go back to him.

He shot himself in the head with a sense of consciousness, and he shot his teeth on the wound.

I don’t see it.

Is it possible that stupid attributes are contagious without relatives?

I can’t help but step back.

Leave your forehead, your face is twisted.

“You’re talking about the rumors at the college. It’s all fake. Ang is not as bad as they say. He fights not to bully. Not to mention feelings, though they look like scum. But he never lived with any girl for more than a dozen years, and he never talked to anyone before he fell in love with you,” he said, “I don’t know what little son of a bitch is jealous of, spreading rumours all day and all night and discrediting An, so we don’t see them.”

I was silent, and I did not know whether I was exaggerating or scolding him.

“Anko really likes you.”

Do you think I believe you?

It’s a bit of a hurry, “Really.” He didn’t say a word when he was in the infirmary and when the school doctor gave An, he could laugh at you with his cell phone.”

Help.

Dead voices suddenly attacked me.

I want to say again, the phone suddenly rings.

He answered the phone and called An, and he said,

“That, Joe, Anko told me to go to him. Sorry to laugh.

I’m a numb swinger.

He walked two steps and suddenly turned his head and looked at me very carefully.

“Joe, these things shouldn’t have happened to me outside, but Ang is really a good person, and you should try to understand him yourself.” I’ll be gone.

I’m kind of in the middle of something.

Unlock the phone and kiss the baby still be quiet.

I’ve been in a comfortable relationship with him since we met.

A lot of times a few pictures don’t speak, and they understand each other, and he gives me the feeling of being an honest, warm and interesting person.

I’ve been thinking about what he looked like when I met him.

But I didn’t think one day we’d meet so quickly.

I was a little lost in a moment.

I like the kiss, baby, the school of business.

He’s exactly what he is.

I went back to the dorm and the door was locked.

Three roommates sat on a chair staring at me, half a watermelon.

I looked at myself.

Good melon.

What a big melon.

He looked up and looked at his roommates with six eyes.

Okay.

What a big three.

No. 1 Chen Shui pulled out the phone and put it in front of me.

“What is this? Why are you walking with Cheng?”

I’m suffocating.

“Lin Coco let Cheong-an stop me, and I beat him.”

The rest of them had to put up their thumbs, “George, that’s awesome.”

Chen snow frowns, a bit angry: “Is this lincoa incompetent? Isn’t it just a sequence? Is it necessary to do things that don’t get on the stage?”

My roommate knows all about Lincoln’s dissatisfaction with me.

They were with me a few times before, and Linco was next to the yin and yang.

I don’t care about the shrugs: “She’s now disqualified and remembered.”

And I went through it again with my roommate.

“Who will let them bully you?”

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Hand me a piece of melon.

I took the bite.

Tears flow unchallenged from the mouth.

Nice melon.

“Isn’t it true that Cheng-an was fighting hard? I looked at the pictures in the white wall, the good guys, the broken arms.” Zhou Joy tossed it.

“Well, well, I saw it too!” She swallowed the melon and noded the head.

“Is it true that a fight can be so bad?” Chen Shui said suddenly and looked at me, “But it’s true that our sister Joe beat me.”

I hold on.

Hsu’s thumbs were raised: “The society, my sister Joe, must bleed.”

I’m not, I’m not, don’t be ridiculous.

In fact, when they first met me, I was a young girl in a white dress who looked so soft.

My mom was happy when she sent me to school: “Fine, good, good, don’t walk out.”

I’m…

We’ll go to the bathroom later.

“You better not think about changing it,” and my mom looks at me, and she’s got a little bit of a hat on it, and she says, “You’re such a big girl, what’s with you all day?”

♪ I can’t ♪

You want to have a baby with me?

I’m talking to you, I’m looking at my mom’s bank card and I’m taking it back.

“Some other girl started falling in love in junior high, and the other day your aunt next door talked to me about her daughter, saying that the two kids were sweet and sweet all day, that the boy was handsome and polite and had a good grades, and came to her house for dinner and told her aunt she was being naughty.” My mother’s envious voice, “And you? You don’t even write in people’s journals!”

“I had to pull a little note out of the corner. They said they liked you. You told him not to leave school.”

I was like, “How do you go through people’s rooms? You don’t respect my privacy.”

My mom got mad at me, “Who’s lazy enough to clean up the room and ask me to clean up?”

It’s me.

“Your mother and I aren’t the kind of feudal people who can talk about love. Where are the good ones left?

Mom, how can you curse?

“I was in love with your father because I didn’t realize it, and I’m tired of watching him.”

“A recorder, give me half a million words.”

My mom gave me a big mouth to eat.

Woo.

I don’t get it, “How can you insist on something like this?

My mom looked at me and she said, “Fate? You’ll get the steel for the month, and you’ll get the steel for the meeting.”

I consciously shut up.

“I know you’ve got a good life in college, but you’ve got to stop, enjoy your life, have more activities, wear a little dress and make up, and don’t think about fighting. Boxing is for your own protection, not for your meeting with someone else…”

Master, stop it!

I took a bank card from her and got out of the car with my luggage and ran into the gate.

My mother was pissed off to get out of the car and yelled at me, and was told by the security guard to stay out of the way.

The next second I heard from my mother, “Joe, you better remember what I said or don’t come back.”

I typed, “Drive, play with my cell phone, give me half a million, or I’ll report you.”

My mom doesn’t answer.

One more, I’m blacked out.

Life is tougher, my life is tougher.

I dragged my suitcase to cover it. A lot of people on the way said they’d help me.

That’s not funny.

I waved my hand, I carried my suitcase, I walked like a fly.

And then there was no one.

When I got downstairs, I met my roommate, and I was so eager to help them carry their suitcases to the sixth floor.

Then they call me Sister Joe.

If you carry a suitcase, you get three beautiful sisters.

Big money.

And then the four of us had a good relationship. We talked a lot.

I’m in love with this, and they know that Zhou Joy and I’m happy to say that my iron tree is blooming and I hate to have a banner in front of the dormitory.

I suppressed it.

Only Chen Xue felt that cyber-loves were not easy, and many times reminded me not to be deceived.

I hate it.

Hate yourself to disobey.

The melons suddenly don’t smell.

They saw me sighs and thought I was still unhappy.

“Oh, look, don’t be unhappy. It’s over.”

“Yeah, well, no one will bother you anymore, and I’ll be back early for a break.”

I’m silent.

“I’m afraid this is too much.”

They:

“I met with my online lover today.”

“It’s Cheng An.”

The dormitory was quiet.

And a bang, and a sweet melon fell on the ground, and she cried, “My melon!”

No, it’s my melon.

Is it true that Chen Xue responded first?

I lighted the phone, put it on the table, played the voice.

My cell phone sounded like, “Baby, sister’s saving a kid who lost her foot. We’ll find you later. Be good.”

I killed myself.

Zhou Joy’s eyes are shining, “My sister! I love it!”

I’d be happy if I did.

“I sent this voice to the baby, and I was going to hit someone, and then I saw Cheng-Ann pull out his phone and put out my voice.”

I hold the melon, my nails go into the melon.

“He turned on the speaker! Everyone heard it!

Men and women cry.

“Ah, aah, aah.” Zhou’s happy.

Chen Shuyu-soo: “The arms of Cheng school are broken.”

I’m crying directly from the pear.

I’ll get it.

A piece of watermelon juice with a chin.

“So he was lying to you? I hear you have a lot of girlfriends at Chengan College?” Chen snowbrow wrinkled.

“He’s hard, he’s hard, he’s hard.” “How dare he?”

I thought of what I had to say.

“I don’t know. My brother Cheng Ann came to me to explain to me that it was something that had been told.

“Credible?”

I shake my head, “I don’t know.”

Chen Shelton had a moment to think: “This, too, seems to be the story about the school boss, but he’s fighting a lot, but he hasn’t seen girls around him much.”

And Zhou was like, “It’s a fake, it’s a fight, it’s a schoolhouse.”

I’m a crazy nod.

Yes, yes!

In the end, I’m the wildest man in this college!

“I think you two still have to see each other,” he said, “We’ve been talking about Cheon-Ann, and we’ve never seen it before. How can we judge people through rumors? If Cheng An is really so arrogant, the college won’t let go.”

I nod my head, and this time I can see that the teachers at the college are really just and responsible.

“And you were really happy when you were all in love. See, you’re a very smart girl. I believe in your vision. There may be some misunderstanding in the middle.”

Sweet! My sweet!

I’m hot in my heart.

Chen Xue and Zhou Yui nod their heads.

But meeting this thing.

I’m suffocating, I turn my head and I see myself in the mirror.

Good boy, Director Sun’s same pain mask!

I waved, “Forget it, let’s talk about it. I beat people so hard that if he didn’t lie to me, I was embarrassed.”

I’m still buzzing.

Three nods, that makes sense.

“Then I’ll see you in a few days.

I touch the nose.

A little guilty.

I’m afraid it’s not good for a while.

Zhou Hao stood up and clapped his hands: “Well, I don’t want to be unhappy anymore, we’re out of class today, we’ll have a good meal! I saw some lobsters out there the other day. Wow, that smell can smell from far away.”

Lobster!

A couple of people just left the door and went straight to the lobster.

I left Cheng behind.

I just didn’t think I’d heard from Cheonan that night.

I watched his words go into my mind.

I know every word, but why do they come together?

[Sister is too good! I’m sure it’ll be a pain in the ass! I like my sister more today! _

I don’t know.

He’s not sick.

I hit one slow?

Cheng came back immediately:

It’s been a while. I don’t know how to say it.

I looked on the screen and I was entering, rubbing my forehead.

The roommates are asleep.

I went down to the balcony and closed the door with my bare hands, and then I called Cheng-an.

Cheng An probably didn’t expect me to be so direct, and then the call came in half a day later, saying, “JoJoe Joo-Yo.”

It’s a little low on the microphone. It’s a familiar kiss.

He’s not even heard his voice.

I softly audible.

A little silence.

“You…”

“You…”

I don’t know.

“I…”

“I…”

I don’t know.

“You say first…”

“You let me go first!”

Cheon-an couldn’t bear to laugh.

Don’t laugh!

I’m holding the handle, and I’m biting my teeth: “Why don’t you tell me you’re Chengan? You didn’t come to see me when we were at a college?”

I was with my dear baby and friend last June.

Shortly after the high school exams, a little band of people I loved had an online live concert, and at the end of the concert, a group of fans, and the band members were talking to fans.

The concert, though online, was still so hot that even the drummer’s hammer looked hot.

The crowd is full of brothers and sisters I can.

I’m tumbling fast: So handsome! I can do it again!

There’s this guy id, who’s called Whiskey, who’s passionately and politely expressing his love for the band and asking several professional questions about music.

Harry was very visible in the crowd.

We look sick.

I deleted the words that had not been sent out in the chat box.

And then he lit up on his home page and asked for attention.

This man is so special!

I knew him from the back because of the band. I knew him from the same town as me.

I’ve been calling him Whiskey. He called me Jojo.

I forgot to ask my name when I screamed.

Weird.

But.

Heart move is unconscious.

Maybe it’s just the same band, maybe it’s all the same, maybe it’s always the same.

Heart move is unconditional and cannot be traced.

On the first winter break in the first year of New Year’s Eve, close to midnight, I followed my parents back to the outskirts of the city and watched the spring night with my grandparents.

He called me.

I snuck up in the yard and he played the guitar over there and laughed and said he’d play me a song.

He played a part, and I heard it in the band [and you].

I think I know what he means. My heart’s beating.

After the song, he clears his voice and calls me, and it’s a little loud.

I’m so scared to scream out and nod over the screen.

He took a deep breath: I’m happy…

Then I blew up next to him.

The firecracker blew up.

I’m holding the trigger against my dad with the lighter.

When the firecrackers hit the sky, my father smiled on his old face and cried out to me: “My good boy! Happy New Year!

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

The firecrackers will soon be gone, and my dad will wave at me and be happy to come in.

I’m suffocating.

Pick up the phone, two people didn’t stop laughing.

The mood is gone, but the boyfriend is still there.

I was really happy with him, and I’ve been happy with him since.

I was so happy and so angry now.

I was so angry at the phone: “I told you when I got the letter of admission, you knew we were alumni and you didn’t tell me. What do you mean, I’m afraid I’ll stop you?”

The phone is silent.

It’s half a mile away, and it’s dark, and it’s like, “Jojo.”

I suddenly felt soft.

“Remember, I asked you once, what kind of person I hate?”

I thought about it, once.

He didn’t send me a message the other day, and I was so busy in class that he didn’t show up until night and asked me who I hated.

I’m just saying, “You know, I don’t know how to fight, I’m playing with the flowers.”

I’m sorry.

I’m silent.

“Remember,” Cheng said, “I just got out of the Department of Engineering when I asked you.”

All right, I got caught in a fight and I got out of there.

“As soon as the college asks about Cheng An, they say it’s a prick who doesn’t learn how to fight.”

“I really want to see you.”

“But I fear that you will be disappointed and that you will hate me.”

“I’m afraid you’ll never see me again before I get to you…”

Me?

Where’d you get that?

I couldn’t help but interrupt him: “Is that who you are?”

Cheng An’s voice is a little bit of me: “If it’s literally a little bit of me…”

“I do fight a lot, but I’m definitely not a bully or a scum!” “And I’ve always liked you alone!”

I’m a little embarrassed by this sudden confession.

“Look at the beautiful girl I’m dealing with today.”

Shit.

This guy’s like that.

I had a cough, and I thought of today’s hard work, and I felt a bit guilty.

“Then you can’t keep it from me. We’ll meet one day.”

“I don’t know what to do. I almost believed the rumors about me in the college.”

I’m embarrassed to touch my nose, and I believe it.

“But I don’t really fight anymore!” There’s a lot of talk between them.

“I’m afraid I can’t fight.”

“You’re lying! I’m fighting! No one in the whole college can beat me!”

♪ I can’t ♪ Why are you so proud?

I’m taking off my arms today

And guess what I was thinking, he coughed up, and he said, “It was an accident, and I knew you weren’t going back after JoJo.”

I thought about it, like.

In addition to the initials, Cheng An caught my fists, and behind them was a state of defence, silently beaten in the face.

And then I took off my arm and I couldn’t stop my face.

“I’m afraid my hands will hurt you. And it’s wrong of me. You might as well beat me up.”

That’s a good conscience.

Wait.

“Fearing to hurt my hand?”

Cheng An didn’t notice, “Yeah, I’m fighting so hard. What if I hurt you?”

“Do you despise me?”

“No, I…”

“Stop it. Let’s fight again sometime.”

“Huh?”

Cheng was unable to speak, apparently not expecting this.

I couldn’t help but laugh, and I was like, “I drive…”

Before he said it, he heard the sound of his teeth biting. You’re here to apologize to your girlfriend! I’m not here for a date!

There are several adjoining voices around.

I’m just kidding.

Boo!

Cheng-an! You’re out again! Don’t leave tomorrow after class!

Cheng An didn’t come to see me until the last class in the afternoon.

The chat record stopped last night after he hung up on the phone and said good night.

I wondered if I had gone too far to take off my arms during the day, was punished and asked to fight the next night.

He’s hurt worse anyway.

I’m sorry, I’m guilty.

I should wait until he’s hurt.

The sighs were packed, and as soon as I got to the entrance of the stairwell, I saw a long neck and a anxious residual.

The pink stickers on your face are very visible.

Quite the man!

If I see my eyes bright, I can’t help but say that An is taken away.

♪ I can’t ♪

The subway, Grandpa, the phone.

“Ang was brought home by his father early this morning, and he asked me to come and tell you before he left, so you don’t get mad at him, and when he came back to meet you to explain.”

I didn’t know what to say.

You didn’t say I thought he was in.

“I have no contact with you! I’ve been asking about you all morning, and I haven’t had enough time to eat at noon.”

“I came back after Lincoln gave you the schedule.”

Where’d Linco get my schedule?

That’s not the point.

“Will he send me a message himself?”

“Ah… he forgot his phone,” “and I don’t know his password.”

I don’t know.

“What’s his dad doing with him? Because of yesterday’s fight?”

“The Minister should’ve called Ang’s father yesterday, and he didn’t look so good when he thought his father was coming for him, but he didn’t expect it so soon.”

“Ah, it’s bad to be too close to home, and to be invited to college.”

I’m holding up.

There’s to be covered.

“Is his father very harsh?”

“Well, and I don’t like to fight with Ang,” and I’m sorry, “Ang and his dad have had a few fights, and they’ve been nervous.”

It’s a family emotional dispute.

It’s superb.

I waved, “Okay, I know. We’ll talk when he gets back.”

They said they were leaving, and they found that the rest was still there.

I’ve been thinking about how much I’m doing to kill a donkey.

Although the donkey is not my donkey.

I smiled at him, “Do you want to eat with me?”

If there’s a mirror right now, I must be a standard eight teeth.

“No, I’m not hungry at all.

Says the smoke went away.

♪ I can’t ♪ That’s not what you said at first.

I was in a bad mood to go to the canteen and wept two bowls.

I thought Cheng An would be back soon.

And then the week went by, and nothing happened.

I still haven’t heard from him.

I sat in front of the computer and didn’t read a word of it.

Turn around and look straight at me.

“What?”

“Look, you’ve been groaning this afternoon.”

I choked, “Did I?”

Chen Shui nod seriously.

“Oh, this is a very difficult subject,” and I pointed to the computer, and I said, “We teachers let all the data be recalculated, and we get a headache in the form.”

“But you opened the file.”

Rusty.

I groaned, and I lay down on the table and started squirting.

Zhou Joy and Xuxiang are in the same class. Today there is a class.

Chen Shui dragged the chair next to me.

“Is it because of Chengan?”

I didn’t mean to keep it, um…

If I’m the only real man in our dorm, then Chen Xue is the most thoughtful girl in our dorm.

She’s been a big sister since the beginning of school and she’s taken care of us. It’s always the same age, but it’s always easier to see things than we do.

On a number of occasions, there were minor contradictions between Chen Xue ‘ s mediation.

“He was brought back the day after he fought with me, and now he hasn’t come back to me, and he hasn’t sent me a message to explain.”

I sat up and I got a slap on the keyboard.

“How can he be so cold, so ruthless, so unreasonable?”

Chen Shemmer now.

“I should have been angry. I should have just deleted him.

“But I’m a little out of it.”

“I was with his best friend last June, New Year’s Eve, and it’s almost May,” and I’m like, “More than 300 days, almost a year.”

“A few minutes before Rinco brought him here, we were also discussing the new song from the band on our cell phone and the need to go to the scene later.”

I can’t breathe. I can’t even feel the sound.

Chen Xue has been busy handing me some paper.

I stung my nose.

The violent man cried.

“Well, instead of thinking about it here, why don’t you wait for Cheng An to explain to you in person, and maybe he didn’t come back in time for anything else,” Chen Xue, “You said you’ve known me for almost a year, so what do you think he is? Is there anything that bothers you or makes you uncomfortable? Even a little bit?”

I wanted to shake my head for a long time.

Not really, not at all.

He’s got a good temper and a bad temper, though sometimes.

But I’ve always had a good time talking to him, a good time, a good time.

I’ve always wondered how there were people who were so interesting and who were in my heart.

“That’s right, one can hide it and always reveal it.”

“Seek, don’t be disturbed by the outside world,” Chen Xue shot me in the back, “You know him, however, before the gossip.”

Indeed.

I’d rather believe myself than the legend of the college.

Then I’ll wait for him.

Chen Xue finally took a breath, too.

Slap my shoulder and get up and push the chair back to my place.

I take a deep breath and I’m ready to continue my work.

Turns around and sees a bunch of random numbers in an empty document and two large letters in the last row.

SB.

I’m shaking with my computer finger.

Snow, it scolds me!

weekend evening, I practiced in the auditorium.

It’s almost two months before the school day, and during this time the teacher has to come to me every day and even to watch.

I don’t understand why a college counselor is so busy.

But as soon as I turned, I could see him watching me play, watching him and laughing at me.

Move! All of a sudden, the burden on you is heavy!

I am determined to honor the computer system and live up to Mr. Zhou’s expectations!

But more times, I find something wrong.

Like right now.

I was staring at Mr. Zhou, who was blushing on my piano face, and I was thinking.

I don’t know if it’s my eye or if it’s this ordinary piano that can’t be ordinary.

Take another look.

Then I followed Mr. Zhou’s eyes, crossed the piano and saw the beautiful sister over there.

(c) A consultant for Lincoln.

I slipped my fingers and made a very dramatic accent.

Mr. Zhou looked me in the eye and said, “What’s wrong with Joe?

Just stand up and walk over.

“Oh, I don’t know much about this music,” he looked at it and said, “It’s the teacher’s fault, no musical talent.”

Very loud, not at all embarrassed.

The beautiful sister, who was supposed to coach the music department, turned around when he heard that.

“Where can I find Joe? I can show you!

I opened my mouth and said, “No, I slipped…”

“Ah yes yes, Mr. Yang, come and show Joe to your classmates,” Mr. Zhou noded his head, “I almost forgot you were here, you know the music.”

You said you’d step back and wait for Miss Yang.

The beautiful sister is not only a mentor in the music department, but also a vocal lecturer at the college.

She came to me and asked me, “Where can’t it?”

Mr. Zhou blinked madly at me.

I don’t know.

“It’s hard to keep up.” I’m suffocating with my fingers in a place on the score.

“Oh, here,” Mr. Yang said, “Here, just practice.”

I’ll take a look.

It’s the simplest entry.

Mr. Yang touched my head and said, “Don’t be too nervous, Joe’s a great student. The teacher believes you can.”

My silent nod.

Teacher Chow, what do you owe me here?

“Yes, it’s a long time. Take your time.” I think you’re ready to dance?”

“It’s good. The students are working hard. The girls in the department dance well, sing well, and dance together.”

“It’s nice, Miss Yang. You see them rehearse every day?”

“No, I don’t normally have much time. They’re just doing it out there. Take them to the stage, if you can.”

“That’s good too. Little girls are serious. Can I come with you?”

“Yeah, just show me how.”

“Joe-soo, keep practicing. I’ll go with Mr. Yang.”

Mr. Zhou waved at me and followed him there, watching rehearsals while he was laughing.

The fun is theirs, I have nothing.

I’m sorry, I’m continuing to play the piano.

It’s been a while since Mr. Yang finished rehearsing.

Mr. Zhou looked at people’s backs for a long time before falling in love.

I want to stop.

He’s hey hey smile.

“Joe-soo, practice first, I’m leaving.”

Mr. Chow, you’re always heartless…

“You don’t have to practice too late, you’re resting, you’re in the middle of a school day, and you’re happy to be a teacher.”

I’ll forgive you first.

Teacher Chow is gone.

The rest of the departments are barely rehearsing in the auditorium, and a few of them are gone.

I’m the only one left to practice.

From the heart of sorrow, I decided not to practice and to go to the cafeteria for a snack.

And then the phone rings.

Ten minutes later, a sneaky head came out of the door. I’ll take a look, it’s Cheng-an.

He saw me see him, he did a little bit, and he came to me.

I didn’t see his face until I got close.

In the absence of a few days, the wound on his face was almost good, except for another wound on his forehead, for unknown reasons.

He came to me, and he was breathing, and some of him called me, “Joe Joe.”

I opened my mouth, “Are you out of jail?”

Chengan:

I’m coughing.

“Your friend said you were taken back by your father.”

Cheng An was silent and noded his head. My dad took a leave of absence from the Dean and asked me to go back and reflect. I’m going back to college today.”

“Why don’t you send me a message and don’t call?”

“When my dad came to me, I had a fight with him and his cell phone fell,” he showed it to me, and he said, “I didn’t find it when I left, I didn’t have a spare, I just came back from under the table.”

“I came to you as soon as I got back.”

He had a big crack on his phone screen.

“What about your forehead…”

Cheng settled in, “My dad accidentally hit.”

“I didn’t ask the rest of you to worry.”

The air was quiet and quiet.

If he doesn’t, I can think of how much he and his father were fighting that day.

I saw his right hand was not cast and he was still hanging around his neck.

“Do you need no plaster on your arm?”

“Ah?” “Ah, look down, look at your hand,” “Oh, no, that’s fine. The plaster is too much trouble.”

“I’m usually pretty good when I’m hurt, and I’ve been worse before.

He’s very flattered.

I’m like, “You don’t have to use the plaster if you’re good. What about the second trauma?”

His eyes were bright, “Joe Joe, are you concerned about me?”

And I said, “Who cares about you, I’m afraid you’ll never get better and blackmail me.”

Cheng Qing didn’t give up, he had to come up and look at my face: “I saw it, you were worried about me.”

I put my hand on his face and pushed it to the side: “I didn’t! Don’t look!”

And he screamed and scared me.

One hand pushes people out.

Ah, ah this.

I have serious doubts that Chengan’s second trauma will still come from me.

Cheng-an looked down at his hand and he wrinkled.

“No, Jojo, you’re afraid of hurting me so much as to take my hand back, and then I grab your wrist and drag you into my arms, and I look at you and say, “Women, you can’t escape…”

I watched Cheon-an pull his phone out of my sleeve and get it in front of me.

♪ I can’t ♪

I’d like to ask you something.

“What are you looking at all day and night?”

“I’m not, I’m not.”

He touched his nose: “The rest was sent to me and said it was the best thing to do with a girlfriend, so I had to try.”

Says he showed me his phone.

It’s a green and green link.

“How to Be a Good Man” “How to Make a Woman Love You Deadly” “A hundred Ways To Make Her Heart Work” “How to Be Anger Girl”

The last sentence: “Ang, you have my life’s treasure!” That’s what you’ll learn! It’ll work!

I’m silent.

I didn’t know what to say.

“Chang-an,” I’m suffocating, looking at him, “You know what I’ve been waiting for.”

Cheng settled down and put the phone back.

Then come to me.

I just found out he was taller than me.

“JoJoJoe,” he leans on his head, looks bright, looks straight at me, “I never lied to you.”

“From the moment we met online, all the time you saw, you felt me, you were me. I didn’t learn nothing, I didn’t bully the weak, I didn’t play with the emotions, I got a bunch of girlfriends.”

“They don’t know the truth, fear that I will do it, and scold me, and my heart is clear.”

Chengan doesn’t care about shrugs.

But I clearly saw the dimness of his eyes.

“What does that have to do with me?” He smiled, looked at me, and said, “But you’re different, Jojo.”

“You’re funny, sincere, kind, and there’s always a lot of new and cute ideas in your head,” and Cheng smiled, “I’ve often wondered how lucky I was to meet you.”

I’m exaggerated on a hot face.

“Well, no, I beat you so bad.”

“I can fight with my skin and my girlfriend’s angry at me! I’d love to.”

Ah, well, you just have fun.

“You’re the best Joe Joe in my eyes.”

“But the better you are, the more I worry I’m not good enough for you.”

Cheng sighs his breath and his emotions are clearly down.

I opened my mouth and didn’t know what to say.

“Because you don’t know how to do it, you don’t deserve JoJo.”

“I’ve been thinking, “What’s the big deal that there’s nothing left to do with a reputation, a man I’ve been scolded with won’t lose a piece of meat.”

“The results are becoming more and more ridiculous, and I want to explain that nobody believes them.”

Cheng is laughing at himself.

“I’m afraid you don’t believe me.”

“Chou-an,” I lifted his face, “Are you a fool?”

“Ah?”

“You don’t tell me. How do you know I’m gonna believe this?”

I seriously looked into his eyes.

I’ve imagined many times, clean eyes.

“You said it yourself, but it’s a reputation, and I don’t care much about it.”

“I fought as a child, not less than you do now. As you say, I’m the same as you.”

“You’re not one of them! There must be a reason for my Joe Joe to fight.”

I’m soft.

Indeed. I learned taekwondo when I was a kid and many people didn’t dare mess with me, but that doesn’t mean they won’t bully.

Like when my mom flipped it out, but she didn’t know who wrote the little note.

The notes were long ago.

The boy who was in elementary school at the time, and who I confessed to, was tall, strong, especially with bullying, likes to nickname other girls in the class, take other people’s things, and if he doesn’t, he’ll be in trouble after school.

One of the classmates could not bear to sue his parents, to sue his teacher and to be fooled by the boy’s parents.

I put up with him for a long time, and he dared to confess to me.

He came to me and asked me how I was thinking, and I put the note in the book, and I took him out and beat him.

When his parents found out about the school incident, my mother heard about it and asked me what was going on.

The boys ‘ parents refused to admit that I was going to apologize for beating his son, or else they would make things worse and let the school fire me. I was panicking and feeling too impulsive to cry in front of my mother.

My mom didn’t know how to do it, but she found evidence that he was bullying him, and she got the kids who were being bullied to point him out.

Then the boy’s parents apologized and slipped away. It’s been a while since the boys moved to school.

My mom laughed at me for a long time after, even taking her video and saying I cried so much.

But I still think my mom is really cute.

She always believed me.

She’s my mother, so she always believed in her daughter.

But Cheon-an, I didn’t say anything, and he will believe me unconditionally.

I held Cheng An’s face and suddenly wanted to kiss him.

Okay, hold on.

The wounds on his face also covered with medicine.

It’s a drug.

How can I be embarrassed?

“What a fool!

Cheng An smiled, and he raised his hand and looked at me on the back of my hand, with light in his eyes: “Yes, Cheng An is a fool.”

“JoJoe Joe, don’t be stupid.”

Loud and dumb, drunk and ignorant.

My old face is red.

Who can handle that?

“The question is, why did you fight?” I still don’t understand, “How did this rumor come out?”

Cheng sighs.

This guy’s always sighing.

I covered his mouth, “Don’t sighs.”

The palms were warm, and Cheng was suddenly looking at me, and then I felt that my hands had been pecked.

I’m surprised to get my hands back.

My clear feeling at this point is that the face is hotter than the smart machine on a human hand that will burn for a long time.

Cheng An smiles, the five officials are clear, they’re flying.

Like a thief.

I couldn’t help staring at him, “Speak nicely, don’t move.”

“But I move my mouth.”

Shame on you.

Forget it.

Not like an idiot.

I went to the piano and sat down and waved at Chengan: “Come on, sit down and say it.”

Cheon-an came by, a little hesitant.

I’m proud to shoot the stool: “Sit down, don’t be polite, be your own.”

Then Cheon-an sat down with no respect.

Almost squeezed me down.

“Why is your ass so big?”

Cheon-an heard “It’s too small and too narrow!”

I looked at his long legs, which he had nowhere to put, and I looked at his very short legs.

Start thinking about the possibility of changing legs without pain.

Forget it, it’s too much.

I put my hand up and played a few pianos.

Qingchong’s music resonates in the auditorium, and the light on my head hits me and Chengan.

Silent and beautiful.

I looked at him.

“Why did you fight, Cheng An?”

“Joe Joe, what do you think of our college?”

I was asked about the fog: “It’s good.”

Our college is the city’s one-twenty-two-year-old college, ranked in the national ranks.

I didn’t want to be too far away from home to fill out my first volunteer at the college. My mom was afraid I wouldn’t make it.

I’m just kidding. I dumped the acceptance letter in front of her overnight.

“The College is strong in teaching, has a strong learning atmosphere, has a beautiful greening of buildings and is very friendly to its fellow students.”

That’s great. The dean has to pay me.

Cheng Zing noded: “The college is really great, especially when the sun comes out, the whole college is bright and beautiful.”

“But Jojo,” Cheonan looks at me carefully, “Where we can’t see, where the sun can’t shine.”

“It’s really dark.”

And then I heard, about this college, or through it, the other side I never saw.

Cheng An was photographed in a college post by a school reporter during his military training because he was handsome. A lot of girls came to tell him. He didn’t care. And then one night after class, they got stuck.

I’m thinking of a girl who’s as good as I am if she’s trying to block the man I like.

Then Cheng An told me he was a bunch of boys.

To warn him of the boys.

Cheng An said he was blocked last time in junior high. He didn’t expect this to happen in college.

After evening classes that day, he went back a little late, as the head of the class and Yu left to send information to the counsellors, and went back to the alley behind the library, which was dark, where Cheng saw half a day to identify the person who had stopped him as a head of the School Report Office.

He thought that he and his friends were having trouble here, and he was ready to leave, so he was warned not to be too high-profile when he changed. People around him followed him.

I couldn’t hear him anymore.

The senior thought Cheng An was scared and took him away with two more scoldings and warned him to stay away from a girl before leaving, otherwise next time it would not be as simple as scolding him. Cheng was thinking of a girl who had told him several times.

He explicitly refused to do so every time, but the girl did not do anything so she could never beat him up.

Cheng-an didn’t take care of it, but it didn’t take long for the senior to block him. Cheon-an just fought with them.

The seniors turned their heads and told him he was a bully.

I hear the frown, “Why is this guy so ugly?”

Cheng Ang Company noded, and couldn’t: “It’s so embarrassing!”

The head of the school, who had always been a moral and outstanding image in front of the teacher, had been an ambassador for the image of the college and had received many awards on behalf of the college, and the head and teacher of the school valued him. Cheng An had no evidence, and the beating did take place.

There’s no one to talk to.

As a result, Cheng An was punished and a group of seniors walked away.

After that, a lot of negative comments were emerging about Cheng-an, who, with his foot finger, wondered who did it.

But no one else knows.

The people in the class began to alienate him, and the counsellors withdrew from the position of the head of his class and even the head of the college came to talk to him. Last but not least, Minister Sun gave his word in the presence of the head of the court.

That’s why I know Minister Sun is Cheng’s uncle. No wonder he was at the Ministry of Education and Industry last time, and his long-speakable speech was not bad at all.

That’s how I know it. It’s the man who was the first to be bullied.

He probably knew that Cheng-Ann was connected to the college, and he didn’t dare to go out and find trouble, but he was still rubbing him behind his back.

Cheng laughter: “I don’t want to cause trouble, but that doesn’t mean I should suffer from it for nothing.”

The senior is one thing in front of the teacher and another in the back. With the exception of Cheng An, many have been bullied and have suffered loss. The girl who confessed to Cheng An has been harassed many times.

Cheon-an and Yu-Sun are just planning to talk to the girl and let her know that she’s with her. When Chao-nan went out with the girl, the Chief showed up.

The rest was hidden on video.

As a result, the video was placed in front of the head of the hospital, and the girl testified together with several people who had been bullied by the school chief. The Chief was discouraged and the others disciplined.

However, the Institute did not disclose the matter, but merely said that the Chief had dropped out of school for personal reasons. Cheng An was also found to talk to them, to put an end to the punishment, to say that when it was over, nothing was said about the Academy ‘ s reputation.

“Many people know I’m having trouble with that senior, but they’re dropping out of school, and it’s rumored that I’ve been bullying him because of my relationship,” he said.

“The dean is my relative, and one of those who bully and chews on the back can’t escape.”

Cheng has suddenly settled and seems to be thinking about the feasibility of this: “Why don’t you let my uncle try again? My uncle’s a bit mean, but he’s got a lot of ideas for the students. How can it be called a usurpation of power when you can’t do it?

I was shocked to stop his dangerous speech with his mouth shut: “Big brother, forget it.”

I thank you for Minister Sun.

No one dared to bully Cheng An and no one explained his reputation.

Minister Sun was dissatisfied, but he was unable to influence the decisions of the College. He thought it would be better for everyone to forget it after three days of fighting and becoming a schoolboy.

“What about the fight behind you?”

Cheng An lifts his hand, he pushes his finger hard, and the piano, which is a very good sound, makes a very sharp sound.

“JoJojo, listen to this, and the perfect piano will make a squeal.”

“Where the sun cannot shine, there is more than one.”

“The school master has done well, the teacher likes it, he’s used to it, and he’s a very visible bully. To say the least, he is a fool in a group of bullying offenders in schools. There are also many aggressors, many bullying methods that the College cannot detect or control.”

“The teachers who do not know the truth have avoided me ever since I was a bad judge.”

“But someone came to me, came to me, said they wanted to be friends with me,” he said, “Who’s serious? They just think that I’m a good fighter, and that I’m gonna go with them and bully people.

I’m silent.

“So you beat everybody up?”

Cheon-an even noded his head: “I’m kidding, I’ve never been a bully before. How dare they?”

“I started by warning them, and they thought I pretended to say bad things to my brother and brother in front of me, behind my back,” and he said, “I love fighting and bullying, and I’m sorry if I didn’t do it.”

What a man.

“However, there’s no way to solve the problem with violence, and the cancers have to be pulled out of the root,” I thought, “Just like the old senior’s, you can find evidence of their bullying, and you can get the oppressed to testify. If you hit someone like that, you’ll be punished.”

Cheng can’t laugh, “It’s not that easy.”

“JoJoejo, not all of you dare to tell the truth in front of a teacher, to resist, to look at me, to laugh at me, and not all of you can beat a bunch of people when you’re being bullied.”

I couldn’t stand to stare at him.

Well, say I’m mean, I remember.

“Besides the moral dimension, which one of these colleges can pass is not outstanding and flexible. But some people, they’re bad in his bones.”

“They know the institution’s system, the bottom line of the law, and what to do with impunity. It is not just talent that counts as school violence; isolation, threats and stigmatization can only be the simplest of their bullying.”

“I’m just fighting a little bit. And I fought with them, and warned them, and some of them who had little guts were afraid to bully. But there will still be people who dare not report without proof.”

“JoJoJoe, I’m not always able to show up when they’re bullying me,” he said, “They won’t rush themselves to bring me the evidence.”

“Sometimes I fight them to the Ministry of Education and Industry, and they say they’re having problems. My uncle believed that I was not a bully, but that I was easily in conflict. Let me think about it and write a review, and I’ll put it down.”

“But one’s trust is limited. He would never condone bullying, but he stood high, like many teachers, and it was hard to see the dark underneath. I fight a lot, and he thinks I’m really bad.”

“That’s why I was so angry the last time I heard that I was putting someone on you. It’s the first time I’ve been remembered, saying you don’t believe me, “I can’t believe I’ve had a day.”

He wanted to ease the atmosphere, but I couldn’t laugh.

Cheng An, why are you so stupid?

I’ve got a twitch in my heart.

After all, he’s just an ordinary man.

He’s only been in the rain, so he wants to support others.

And I was like, “You’re the dumbest person I’ve ever seen.”

But I think I like you more.

I like the way you see it.

From the beginning to the end, heart is clear, warm and bright.

It’s kind of sad that Cheng An is holding my sleeve gently: “JoJoJoe, I know it’s not right, I promise I won’t fight anymore, believe me!”

“I’m really good at fighting, but I’m good at scolding! Next time they bully, I won’t do it.”

I pulled my sleeve out of his hand.

Then put your hand in his hand, with his fingers tied.

“Dumbs, next time, take care of your hands.”

Cheng An’s eyes were lost, and it just lit up.

“And I’ll always believe you, whether you fight or you curse.”

His eyes were red.

Cheng was holding my hand tight, and the other hand was hanging around his neck.

He turned over his head and didn’t want me to see it, so he laughed and his voice was dumb.

“My dad doesn’t like me fighting, and he thinks that I’m wrong every time, and even if I’m wrong, he’s gonna let me go, and he’s done it, and he looks at me, “Thank you, Joe.”

I saw tears in his eyes.

I saw him rip out his genuine and fragile heart and show me.

And We raised the other hand, and We wiped it for him, and told him in my heart.

Cheng-an, I got it.

The more dark the night out of the window, the brighter we should be.

Things are getting easier.

“Why don’t you ask me who I am because you’re afraid I don’t believe you?” I’m a little curious, “Didn’t you think about what I look like?”

Chengan shakes his head: Whatever you look like, it’s my JoJo. I’d love to see you, but I’m not gonna sneak up on you and ask about you. It’s not fair to you either.”

“I want to stand right in front of you.”

He smiled, “Thank you, JoJo, for giving me this chance.”

I’m covering my heart.

I’m glad I didn’t push him into the abyss like everyone else.

“Well, it’s over,” and I rubbed her in the head, and he’s not hiding, and he’s disgruntled, and he’s like, “Now we’re on a boat of thieves, and we’re all together.

Cheon-an suddenly thought of something that had been punished before.

He had a hard face: “Joe Joe, I’m going to watch ten lectures! Ten!

I was so angry with his hair, “Who let you have nothing to do with me?”

“You didn’t tell me you were at school, I didn’t know it was you,” he said, “Linco was my aunt’s daughter, growing up with me, a year younger than you. I really thought she was being bullied at the college, so I went over there with her.”

“If she was really bullied, I wouldn’t leave her alone. But I didn’t think she was lying to me.”

Cheon-an came here and said he was sorry.

“I always thought she was just spoiled by my aunt, a little lovable, but now she’s like this. I told my aunt about this. She’s been called home by my aunt. I’ll let her apologize to you when she gets back.”

I was suffocating when I looked into Cheng’s honest eyes.

Well, of course it was his choice to forgive him.

I looked at the time, it was late.

“Let’s go back to the dorm and get caught by the housekeeper later.”

I got up and closed the lid. I felt a little emotional.

When Linco was hanging around me and touching the lid several times, I felt something wrong with her, and she tried to assassinate me.

I’m just kidding. I’m Joe, someone who’s been fast for years and has never been surpassed.

But now I don’t blame her anymore.

And thank her for pushing Cheng An to me.

And I turned off the lights, and closed the door, and Cheng An kept holding my hand and following me.

Hey, what a sweet burden.

There weren’t many people on the road by the time we got outside.

The light on the side of the road was very bright, and I looked at two shadows on the ground moving from the front to the back and back.

And then again.

Cheng’s walking next to me and laughing.

“That’s great, Jojo,” he had a smile in his eyebrow, and my hand was shaking like a child, “I’m happy that you’re with me now.”

My heart is soft.

“Idiot.”

I’ll be with you later.

At the door of the dormitory, I let go of Cheng An’s hand and found a thin sweat.

It’s been hard for Joe to live for almost 19 years, and that’s the first time he’s held hands.

A little nervous, but feeling good.

My mom wouldn’t lie to me.

The teacher in the dorm is ready to lock the door, and I’m gonna wave at him and I’m gonna go upstairs, and Cheng is pulling me back and holding me in my arms. I was afraid to press his hand, but he pressed me and kept me from moving.

I only felt my heart beating for a moment.

The yellow light of the roadlights spreads a light, and the ground is filled with two shadows.

And he put his chin on my shoulder, and with his face he stomped on my hair, filled with sighs.

Remarkably, commit.

“JoJoJoe, you can always trust Chengan.”

Nothing happened in the next few days.

I have classes during the day and practice the piano at night.

Cheng-Am stuck with me when he was free, and his hands were well, and he smiled at me, “JoJoe-Joe, look, I’ll say my hands are fast!”

Turning around and having fun saying, “I’m sure it’s because my Joe loves me, and he didn’t hurt me, and my JoJo is so beautiful.”

Just be happy.

The roommate knew I made up with Cheng An and knew about Cheng An.

They don’t put a filter on him because I like them anymore.

And started calling me brother’s woman.

Kidding.

I look at my hand and I’m squeezing around, stretching out my hand and provoking his chin, and I say, “Man, you better always bow to me and always please me.”

Cheon-Ann was knocked out by me.

And We looked at him with his confused and frightful eyes, with a high nostrils, with a small drumming of his face, and with his wet yellow lips.

♪ I can’t ♪

And I looked at him, and he had a platinum in his mouth and a half of it was out there.

I was angry: “How can you steal?”

“I’m not me.”

And I got to him, “You’re still arguing. I saw you. You’re out of your mouth.”

He said he put a hand on it and he was caught without showing it.

“You want to destroy the evidence? I’ll tell you what…

And then Cheng An came up, and he looked at it, “JoJoejo, this evidence can’t be kept.”

And the next second, I felt a little soft on my lips.

The lips are filled with sweet sweetness and his dumbness.

“That should be the case, with the proceeds.”

I feel like a few seconds, minutes, centuries.

Cheon-an let me go, rubbed my lips softly, and shuddered in the abdomen.

He smiled and asked me, “Is it sweet?”

Help.

Help!

I’m holding my face, and I’m shaking, and I’m saying, “What’s wrong with you?”

“I’m an asshole,” and “I’m an asshole, and I’m happy to lift my chin.”

Changed, Cheng An changed.

He wasn’t like that at first!

My face is still burning when I get back to the dorm.

Zhou Hao still thinks I have a fever and is busy looking for medicine. Chen Xue stopped him.

Chen Shuyu smiled: “I’ve just been sent back by my boyfriend.”

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Chen snowbrow jumps.

I’m holding Zhou’s mouth, “Don’t ask, it’s not what a child of yours should know.”

Chen Shui and Xu Siu-suk are laughing.

And then I’m like, “I’m like, you know, I’m like, “I’m like, you know, I’m like, “I’m like, I’m like, “I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, “I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, “I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, “I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, “I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, I’m like, I’m like,

My face is hotter.

That’s when Zhou’s response was to break my hand and hold my heart in pain: “I’m really worried about you, and you’re killing a dog with a knife?”

I’m not I don’t.

Zhou Hao looked at my red face and suffocated: “My sister Joe ended up being a child.”

She raised a thumb, “Big brother is a big brother.”

Chen Shui and Xu Suk-suk are laughing around.

I thought about that spicy kiss, and my heart beats fast.

Forget it, brother’s woman is handsome.

Let him go this time.

After two days, Cheng came to apologize with Linco.

I can’t see you for days, I can’t see you anymore.

She looked at me and gave me a formal bow, with a sincere look: “I’m sorry that I’ve been having trouble with you for the school day, that I almost hurt your hand, and I’m so sorry that my brother was blocking you. I hope you’ll forgive me and give me a chance. I’ll change my mind.

Then I bowed to you.

I was shocked by the bow of Linco and the voice of her sister, who said it was okay to even swing.

I’m not angry.

Cheng An told me that Lincoln knew that the school’s rumours about Qianjin had been false, but in a spirit of non-waste, he brought him here to scare me.

I didn’t think I’d practiced taekwondo and fought directly with her brother.

She saw me forgive her and held my hand happily: “I lied that day, my brother wasn’t bad, he was kind and gentle, he had passed the sixth grade, he was tall and handsome, he had a good voice, he loved exercise and he used to like small animals, and you’re just like a woman.”

I hear something and I don’t feel right.

Turning around, he saw Cheng Ang’s head noding and his face full of children.

I held on to Linco’s hand: “How much did Cheng give you?”

“Five… fifty.” He says it’s true. He won’t give me a hundred bucks.”

Cheon-an bit his teeth off, “Lin Coco!”

Well, that’s a tricky man.

Rin Coco was too busy hiding behind me: “Why are you hurting me? Did I say something wrong? I’m sorry, it’s all my fault.”

“You can’t blame your brother, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have pissed him off,” he says, “You’re too angry to scare your sister.” I wouldn’t be angry in front of my sister if she were so pretty.”

I was knocked out of my head by a sweet sister.

This is my little baby.

Cheng’s eye was on Lin Coco, pulling my hand, biting my teeth, “Lin Coco, open your hand.”

If you don’t wait, Linco will let go.

Cheng An pulled me to the side, asked her to leave in black, and Linco shouted at him to kill the donkey.

Rinco apologized to me again and left me for the school day.

Don’t forget to let Cheng An transfer her money before leaving.

Cuan-la secretly watched my face.

I had a funny look at him.

“JoJoJoe, I do have all these advantages! You’ll find out when you’ve been with me.”

I played his forehead: “I’ve always believed you.”

Cheng was happy to hold me in his arms: “JoJojo is so nice.”

I patted him in the head, and looked up to Mr. Chow.

Mr. Zhou was standing next to his beautiful sister, Mr. Yang. I saw Mr. Zhou’s hand unhanded, and he was blushing to his ear.

Get out of here!

I call the good guys.

Mr. Zhou tried to pre-empt him before he opened his mouth.

The teacher next to him laughed.

Mr. Yang smiled softly at me, and said, “How are you? This is your boyfriend?”

I nod my head, and then I brought over the fossilized Zhang An.

Cheng An looked up and smiled worse than crying: “Mr. Chow, Mr. Yang.”

The sound of Mr. Zhou’s shock has changed.

The teacher next to you, Mr. Yang, also stunned.

“You guys, what are you?”

Mr. Zhou stopped talking and asked me, “Did you get threatened?”

I’m laughing.

Mr. Chow, I’m in love with Cheng-an, and I’m shaking around with her hand, “Free love.”

Mr. Zhou’s eyebrow was still twisted, and he looked at Cheng’s face and suggested that I should go with him.

I feel a little stiff, and then I’m going to let go of my hand and hold it even harder.

“Mr. Chow, I know what you’re going to say,” and I smiled at Mr. Chow, and I said no, “I know what I’m doing, thanks to Mr. Chow.”

“I know Chengan. He’s fine. I love it. We’ll always be together.”

Mr. Zhou was stopped by Mr. Yang.

“It’s a good thing to be in love, to have a good time in college,” she smiled at us and said, “Friends are your business, be brave if you like it, don’t care what others think.”

“Teacher believes that Jozo has his own judgment.”

I’m hot.

I watched Mr. Zhou say something else, and I was staring at him.

Sister is so handsome!

“Then I’m leaving with Miss Chow.

Mr. Zhou was so busy calling me, “Joe-soo, if you’re being bullied, come to the teacher!” The teacher must have made a decision for you!”

Mr. Yang turned around and held his hand: “Let’s go. Let’s not worry about it.

Mr. Zhou’s face just got red again. Then Miss Yang pulled away.

And I said, “I can’t believe they’re together so soon. But how much does Teacher Chow look a little bit…?

Cheng’s also saying, “Maybe it’s love.”

Said he suddenly turned around and looked at me, “JoJoe, do you smell something burning?”

I smelled, “No?”

Then Cheng Allah raised my hand and put it on his chest: “My heart is burning for you.”

Thank you, there’s dirt.

I didn’t want to look at him: “Is your review ready for tomorrow’s college conference?

“Ah, not yet,” and “I’m a professional.”

I’m silent.

“Five thousand words in the district, how can it be hard for me?

“I just want to be with you right now,” and Cheon-an looks at me like, “JoJoe-Joe, I don’t want to leave you, I leave you for a second, like a fish out of the water, not breathe.”

Well said, don’t say another time.

The next morning, the College held a general meeting in the auditorium.

The counsellors sent a seating list in the group two days ago to get there early. As a result, our dormitory was high last night, we were all up late and the General Assembly was about to start when we got there.

The computer department was very close. I finished talking to Chen Xue and found out there was no place.

Mr. Chow is in the front, and he turns around and he finds me standing, waving at me, asking me to take a seat.

I looked around and there was an empty seat in the next hall.

“Hello, class. Is anyone here?”

The guy next to me had his eyes lit up and he was like, “No one’s there.” Then gave me a way.

I nod my head and I sat down with my thanks.

The leader of the stage has begun to speak, and the boys sitting next to me suddenly come up and ask me, “Who are you?”

I moved around without a trace: “The computer system.”

The boy exaggerated: “I don’t see how beautiful you are. I thought it was the management department or the music department!”

I kind of nod, “I kind of like it.”

And the boys wanted to talk again, and I looked up, “The Leader’s speaking.”

The boy shuts his mouth and turns his head and whispers to his friend while he looks at me.

I was sipping out a circle of friends on my cell phone: [As a handsome guy, it’s always a pain in the ass.] Big brother smokes.

It’s refreshing. It’s a well-known man down there.

Cheng An sent me a message suddenly.

There’s an idiot: _

I’m: I got you. _

There’s an idiot:[? ! _

Half a day later.

There’s a fool: _

There’s an idiot: _

There’s an idiot: _

There’s an idiot: _

Watch my brow jump.

I was sipping: [Nothing, I’m flattered.] I envy you for having such a beautiful girlfriend. _

There’s an idiot: [ Chuckles ]! I envy myself! _

I smiled, and across the screen I could think of his tail going up to the sky.

Then the message from Chengan came back.

There’s a fool:

There’s an idiot: _

I: […]

I don’t know, sit next to me. _

There’s an idiot: [ Chuckles ] Do they want you?

There’s an idiot: How dare you move your women? _

There’s an idiot: _

I: […]

I’m: [Shut up and class.] _

There’s a fool: [Whispering, JoJo is killing me.] _

I didn’t return his phone.

The Congress is a study seminar for the College, which must be attended by the first and sit on the inside. If you want to come to the other grades, you can find yourself an outsider.

Cheng An had two classes in the morning, and Minister Sun had scheduled the review of him and Linco at the end, saying that he would come back after class.

I was afraid he would be too late to know I was wrong until more than an hour later, when the leaders on the stage spoke with passion and generosity.

I was a good, moral student.

Now I am a good student with ethics and qualities but no soul.

I was drowsy and suddenly I heard those around me applauding.

I wake up and I applaud with tears.

Is that a clapping?

It’s a fear of life, a song of freedom.

And then I saw Minister Sun in a dress with a serious look.

“At last week, something bad happened at our college. In the first year of music, lincoco and in the second year of business, the students of the second year of computer were surrounded. It is highly commendable that Jozo was trained in self-defense, bravely resisted and later actively told the truth to the teacher. In view of the fact that Linco and Chengan had become fully aware of their mistakes and had adopted a correct attitude, it had also originated in a misunderstanding and had been reconciled with Chosun. The Institute ‘ s penalties are now published as follows: lincoa, Chengan each has been credited once, with a very high quality credit, and are reviewed at the current Congress. They shall be reduced by five points to the person concerned, and shall be self-written and reviewed and referred to the department.”

After Minister Sun had spoken, I saw Linco and Chengan on stage.

Rinco has a low profile and the whole person is depraved. Cheng’s hanging arm is down and he’s in a state of indifference with a review.

The auditorium was full of arguments.

“Awe! In my lifetime, I’ve seen the school fall!”

“The one who was really beaten last week? I didn’t believe the white wall before.”

“Who’s this Joe? Girls? Beating people so hard?”

“That forest isn’t the new bouquet of music? It’s always nice and quiet. I didn’t think I’d get mixed up with the school boss.”

I heard the guy next to me laughing in contempt: “What kind of guy can you mix up with a school boss?

It’s all about the same laughter.

I put my hands on my knees, and I’m getting tight.

For the first time, I was in the middle of rumours, and I listened to them with all due respect to others as though they had seen it with their own eyes.

Why is there always so many people who want to fabricate insults against a person who doesn’t know, doesn’t know or even feel guilty?

Words are always killing knives.

It’s true that Linco has begun to read the review.

A group of people under the table are still being organized indiscriminately.

I turned and laughed at them: “Doesn’t know the truth, it hurts in the back of people’s mouths, that’s the quality of higher education?”

People around me shut their mouths and look bad.

“Go ahead and say it in front of the Academy.”

The boy sitting next to me smiled and said, “Don’t be angry, we’re joking.”

And then I took out my cell phone.

I look at his smile and I just feel sick.

“Thank you, no need.”

The boys took the phone back and said fine.

When I heard him turn around, I said, “Isn’t he just pretty?

I’m not talking to him anymore.

Rin Coco and Cheng An soon finished reading the review and stood aside.

Minister Sun noded and was satisfied with their attitude.

He picks up the microphone: “This has not had serious consequences, but it has had a bad impact!” All those present are university students, who should be clear and informed of the truth, and who should not denigrate and denigrate. More seriously, such behaviour is a school bullying. You all have excellent results in getting into this institution, and you should know what can and cannot do. With regard to school bullying, it was a severe blow, regardless of grade, school, primary school, secondary school and university. Schools are places of study and peace, and we should resolutely resist bullying. The Academy has always been very concerned about the rejection of bullying at school, and if it finds out again, it will be punished with severe punishment!”

Minister Sun has been very generous and generous.

I’d like to take a breath when I think about Cheng An.

Many times, a lot of bullying, the college is invisible.

“In addition, students must resist the bullying of the campus by telling the counselor, the Dean, or directly to the Ministry. Don’t be afraid. Fear only makes the perpetrators more aggressive. Here, I would like to highlight Joe’s classmates.”

“It is worth learning that we are faced with bullying in the face of fear and resistance. But we have learned to defend ourselves from them, and if other students encounter bullying, it is more important to protect themselves and not be reckless when they do not know each other’s strengths.”

“Joe-soo is a good example for all of you!” and he says he’s got a big hand.

Let’s give it up.

The applause in the auditorium was louder than the applause of the drums that the director had delivered.

I’m holding back my face and trying to reduce my sense of presence.

Who knows what Minister Sun will call me in the next second: “Joe-soo, come up!”

What?

Help.

They’re doing a review. Why are you calling me? Why don’t you give me an award?

Everyone looked around with their necks stretching around, and I held my head around my seat and looked at Mr. Zhou trying to pull me.

No, I’ll do it myself.

I took my breath and stood up, and it was quiet and everyone looked at me.

The boy I spoke to was unconscious and moved to the side. When he passed by, he heard him whispering sarcasm: “I didn’t see it, looking at such a pretty, weak girl and fighting.”

What? You say beautiful women are stabbing?

Thank you, I’ll take that as a compliment.

Mr. Chow, he was happy to shoot me on my shoulder and gave me a gas signal.

I don’t know.

When I came up to the stage, I saw Minister Sun come to me laughing at where he found a flag.

Help, there is.

Don’t come near me!

Minister Sun didn’t notice the resistance on my face, and he came to me with a smile: “Joe, this is the flag from the Academy!”

Speaking of which, he opened the flag, and I saw eight big words on it with a golden line.

[ Indomitable, Indomitable]

The flag is also embroidered with dark lines, glittered with gold, fine and heavy.

I know that the College is now scrutinizing campus bullying, and I happen to be one of the best positive teaching materials available.

But not necessarily, really.

I took the flag with joy, and Minister Sun waved at the school reporter under the stage, and a group of people came up and took pictures.

Cheng An stood by and laughed at me.

I looked at him.

When Minister Sun turned around and looked at him, I heard him bite his teeth, and I said, “Slut and smile.”

The smile is still sweet.

It’s Minister Sun.

At the end of the Assembly, Minister Sun photographed me on the shoulder and took Cheng-an away with him a few words of satisfaction.

Cheon-an looked at me like I didn’t want to and waved at me.

Oh, man, let you laugh at me.

The flag is heavy on me.

I look at the flag in my hand and I’m overwhelmed.

Mr. Zhou was happy to come and pat me on my shoulder: “Joe-soo, it’s great! We’ve been celebrating our computer system for the holidays! Open your flag and I’ll take a few pictures of you!”

No, Miss Chow?

Mr. Zhou’s passion is difficult, but he’s excited.

I can’t stop laughing.

I was numbed by a few shots taken by Mr. Zhou, and then I heard him say, “No, this is such an honor, I have to show your mother!”

I had a direct pupil earthquake.

“Forget it, Miss Chow. My mom’s always busy, so don’t send her these?”

Mr. Zhou picks the bulge: “How can that be? That’s what you told me when you were fighting with Cheng An. But now that this is over, the Academy has given you a flag. It’s an honor. It’s a good thing.

I’ve already opened my mother’s.

Help, it can’t be stopped.

I’m suffocating.

Mr. Zhou sent a message and filmed my shoulder: “Choose, keep going! The teacher left first.”

I walked out of the auditorium with a big flag, and there were a lot of people on the way out.

As soon as I got out, they gave me a way out and looked at me straight.

I’ve been staring at my skin and I’m going back to my dorm.

When I returned to the dorm, Chen Xue was already there.

As soon as I entered the dorm, the door was locked.

Three people sitting on my phone.

♪ I can’t ♪

This fucking familiarity.

Chen Shuyu’s words stop, “Look, you’re on fire.”

Then she handed me her cell phone, which was the white wall of the college.

Students attending the General Assembly have posted today’s events and my photos on the wall, and hundreds of replies have been received.

I took a look. They’re all melons.

I shrugged my shoulder: “Fire.” We’re all people, and I’m a beautiful man and I’m just trying to be a melon.”

Zhou was happy to see me as if I didn’t care.

Chen snowed his lips and lit a few times on his cell phone, and put it in front of me: “See.”

I’ve just seen a lot of more.

[This girl can’t even fight at school. I’m afraid it’s not worse than the schoolhouse. [In freshman year, she’s pretty, she doesn’t know how high school is. [Ha-ha-ha, we’re gonna switch? _

There are many more malicious, refreshed and deleted, and the white wall sends a comment warning of civilized statements in the comment area.

What good is it?

You see, there’s always someone who’s so mean to a stranger, even if it looks like a real thing.

I was given a flag at the front foot school to recognize and warn others. These people started to comment and remain unbridled.

Chen Xue didn’t talk to me, and I was worried.

I smiled and returned her phone.

“Only those who dared to hide behind their backs and chew their tongues. I’ll just be out of interest in a few days.”

Chen Xue is still angry, and Xu Siu-swee is angry.

I’m hot.

“All right, I’m not angry. Don’t get angry!” I rubbed my nose with the cloth in my hand, “Moving, I love you!”

They look up and see that they want to talk again.

♪ I can’t ♪

I looked down on them, and it was the college flag that just wiped it.

I don’t know.

The news of the White Wall was up to date, and the one about me was pushed over.

But Cheng An saw it.

When he came to me at night, he looked ugly and looked at me so many times and stopped talking.

I’ve got a funny pinch on his face: “Say whatever you want.”

“JoJojo, on the wall of the college’s white watch…”

“I see.”

Cheng is settled and angry with his face: “JoJoJoe, don’t listen to those people who are just fed up.”

“They used to just yell at me, and I didn’t think this time you’d be the one to denigrate,” and Cheonan’s voice, “I’m sorry, Jojo.”

“If I had a better reputation, I wouldn’t…”

And raised his face, and no sign of a relative.

Cheng An closed his mouth.

I’m happy to nod my head: “That’s the way to get men to shut up quickly.”

Cheng’s ears are red.

I looked at him, “Chang An, don’t ever tell me I’m sorry.”

“You didn’t do anything wrong. Don’t say that about yourself.”

“I told you, I’m not the one who cares about fame. I’m just a man of my own conscience.”

“It’s good too.”

I held his face and kissed.

“Super good.”

Cheng An’s eyes are bright on me.

Half-wielding and groaning and tears, and Shukuba’s mouth: “It’s still hard, Jojo, kiss, yes.”

I looked at him long ago and I gave him the big mouth he wanted.

“Take a head.”

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The treasures can link themselves.

It’s a little strong.

And we looked with eyes, and for half a day he pressed the play button unbeliefly.

“Good boy, I’m not mad at you. We’ll talk when I get home.”

No doubt that was the voice I just sent.

He took off his first indiscretion and lost his face like a pitiful puppy.

I took his cell phone out of his hand and removed my friend.

“Congratulations, unknown boyfriend. Now you’re single.”

I was taken to the alley behind the school.

Reason unknown.

I’m told it was because I bullied and cried, but I didn’t even know who the flower was.

I seriously suspect they arrested the wrong person.

I think I’ve been here for two weeks, and I’ve done nothing.

Until the little yellow hair that brought me here said to whom, “Ann, I brought Charling, how do you want her to apologize, cry or kneel?”

It’s me, by name.

There’s a lot of people, men, women, smoke around them.

I can’t.

Then Plan B, you have to know you can do it.

I locked my eyes in the middle of a wooden box, staring at the phone without a word, looking pretty, cutting short hair, and she seemed the least happy of all.

My tears came, and I completely interpreted “I was wrong” three big words.

I’m going to hit him first.

“Uh-Uh-Uh-Uh-Uh-Uh-Uh. Forgive me, I didn’t mean to do it. I love pretty little sister! How can I bully you?”

The silence is at least half a minute.

There’s an explosion next to him, crying worse than me. I’m Chen An An!”

Who’s Chan Ann?

I turned my head awkwardly and forgot to keep crying.

The girl had long hairs, but she was standing low and sobbing like a ghost.

And I said to Chen Anne, “But you’re not as pretty as her.”

Turning back, the short-haired woman sitting on the wooden box finally managed to move her eyes from the phone screen and look at me in the cold, without an expression, but felt particularly unhappy.

And I was like, “Oh, I know, you’re a school flower!”

It took at least a minute to silence the whole thing, and I suspect he’s holding up even if anyone wants to fart.

The short-haired girl suddenly stood up, fucked up, had at least one head taller than me, and the shoulder was wide… the body…

The desire for knowledge led me to touch his chest.

Like a steel plate.

“You’re a man?” I take it back.

He suddenly showed a sarcasm. When he did not laugh, he became indifferent and laughed with a pretence of wantonness.

“Shalling Star?” His voice was low and there was some contrast between the fine five.

I’m “aah,” it’s a response.

He lit a cigarette on his side: “It’s not easy for me to play crazy.”

And the thin smoke flew into my face, and he looked at the yellow hair behind me: “Don’t let this woman fool you. Look how she cried. She’s playing with you. You’re in a hurry, and she’s probably laughing at you in her heart.”

Dude, a hole in my mind.

“A man like that has to scare her from the bottom of her heart.”

He was lazy, sat down and returned to his indifferent attitude, with a cigarette in his hand and his cell phone in his hand.

I don’t know what I’m looking at, and I’m just saying, “Hush.”

The yellow hair reached out to me, “Bitch, dare you…”

I took a step back, one over my shoulder.

The loud sound of the boom, the screams of yellow hair and the squealing of girls like Chen An An.

I looked at the people sitting in the trunk, and I stopped, “How can I be afraid?” I’m talking about the yellow hair on the finger.

The man looked at me, and he looked at me in a state of shock and confusion.

“The pain of the body is the lowest fear,” he pointed to the pointer, “I said, to make a person truly afraid, from here.”

Crazy.

He’s making me feel a little dangerous, with my instincts.

“Okay,” I said, “You say so.”

That’s what I’m saying. I’ve got my eyes on the line.

The wall’s not high. I can roll over with two wooden boxes.

I tried to jump on the wooden box where the man was sitting without notice, but I just moved, and he was like he saw through me with long legs and he stopped me in the corner.

“Not that you can go,” he said.

What a dog.

I kind of fell.

And that’s when my cell phone finally got a signal, and there were a lot of messages coming in, and it was just my sticky web lover who was so fond of bombing.

“Well, wait a minute. I’ll get back to you.” I took out my phone, “My boyfriend’s a sticky guy.”

Ten minutes ago.

Eight minutes ago.

Five minutes ago.

I heard back to him, softly.

“Good boy, I’m not mad at you. I’ll talk to you later.”

The moment I sent it, the man’s phone was ringing.

What a coincidence.

He seems to have the same coincidence that we’ve been staring at each other for a while, and he doesn’t believe in bad places.

No doubt, it’s the voice under there.

He took off his first indiscretion and lost his face like a pitiful puppy.

That’s gross. I’ve been fooled.

I thought he was weak, kind, timid and sensitive.

His cell phone was removed from his hands and his friends were removed in a decisive location.

“Congratulations, unknown boyfriend. Now you’re single.”

I asked Chiang Lin, who is he?

Zhang Lin stopped, “Who’s who?”

I put up my chin at the photo she was looking at on her phone, “He.”

Chiang Lin looked up, and he said, “He doesn’t even know him. You came to school for two weeks, not two days!”

The man in the picture is sweating, with a nice radon on his waist, abdominal muscles and mermaids, whiter skin than his face, and no wonder that Chiang Lin is so focused, which is a real surprise.

“The 13th of the 13th, the 13th of the rich… Li’s party song is the most fucked-up one. The whole school, including the seniors, won’t mess with him. He’s got a good background and a tough hand.”

“What do you think he’s doing?” I know that.

“Oh, good,” and she gave me the abdominal amplification on the photo, “Don’t look at him like this. He’s got a completely different face.

And while he was talking, he slipped the album, and reminded me in good faith: “But these pictures were taken in secret, so don’t let this guy know. I heard that one time someone took a picture of him in his face, and he laughed and threw his cell phone directly, but that was a scary fight despite the original price.

“Well, this one, it’s amazing.”

This one is a peek, with only half of his face. He’s looking down at the leaves and his nose is high and strong.

“What can I say? He looks rather beautiful than handsome, “Chang Lin Do, “Oh yes, it’s this guy’s backside. He can’t say he’s a girl. He’s a boy who jokes about it when Koichi starts school. Four of them were taken to the hospital by Li Fingo, and eventually the others were transferred.”

So, Xing, she took her cell phone back and took it seriously, and she said, “This man can only look, never try to get close.”

I read:

It’s awful. I’m not only close, I’ve been this guy’s two-month Internet girlfriend.

Good to break up.

It’s a good time to stop the damage.

I met Li at the Kings Canyon.

I was only a few days away. I could have a knot with my fingers hanging together.

I like to play Sun Tzu. I’m living with this fucking man Man.

One day he’s playing a zero-four game, and he’s playing wild and he’s having a hot break.

“It’s such a waste of t-shirts. It’s the operation of orphans.”

I play a game with a special character, a handy dish, but my mouth is strong.

I’m sick of him attacking me with sex, so no wheat, just voice input.

This 13-1 shooter, he doesn’t say much. He’s an unemotional output machine.

I appreciate it very much, and I am very active as an instrument.

My big move was to drive a boat and drive people around the map. The shooter didn’t talk to me, but he should be on the boat, and I could watch the word “convenient” hang around the back of my grandson’s head.

It was just one time that we stormed into the crowd and five people across the street gave us all their skills.

I’m very loyal, I’ll carry it alone.

Shooter’s walking fast and never head back.

I was proud to die, to see my own body, and some of it fell.

The game came to an end very quickly, led by Brother Shooter, and two big words of victory appeared on my phone screen.

Next, there’s a team invitation.

From

I stopped for a minute, damn it. Isn’t this the ID of that big-legged shooter?

I rotated 360 degrees and jumped and broke a fork in the leg.

Nice mouth is obvious.

Then we lose three in a row.

I looked at the time, 12:30, and looked down on who.

That’s a million. We didn’t win until 2:30.

I still have serious doubts about the day he was playing me.

Because he beat them all down, and the other one was one plus one more than two, and the two of us were as if they were better than who, bringing a simple game-to-buy experience across the street.

Even one of them took a few heads and he’s still sending them.

Teammates are starting to play.

I’m sick of this game to greet people’s parents.

There’s one word out there for half a day.

I’m happy.

I told him back, he broke the connection and told me how angry he was when he was scolded.

I don’t really hope for this one, but after all, there’s one less teammate in the team game, but in order to ease the atmosphere, I’m happy to enter.

Suddenly…

Huh? What does this guy mean by suddenly calling Ben a hero?

What? I looked at the boy and the girl who was standing next to Sun Tsai on the screen, and I didn’t press it, and I saw him say another word.

And I don’t know why, even though this man’s performance is 0-3, I’m the one who sent the message. I took my boat, and the great-grandson Tsai was in the direction of the boat, and behind me, the male-grandson with rabbit ears came to the battlefield with killing energy.

I got five of them when I got off the boat.

The grandkids have left the umbrella, the shadows.

Not even his location on the other side.

He was killed in scattered maple leaves.

Why four?

Because I accidentally took a head.

We won four-to-five, we went back to our team, and I admired and apologized.

I can’t help but ask.

It just came out of nowhere.

Seriously, this guy’s a little dog.

But I don’t know why, but I don’t think it’s as simple as he says, for reasons that probably have something to do with that stinking mouth.

He stopped for a while and only said one word.

I know. Drunk people say they’re not drunk.

I ignore it directly.

I typed fast.

It’s about a night’s defeat that brought us closer to each other, and we’ll both be on the line. He took the lead and no more chicken pecks that night. In two weeks, we’ve been working together, and I’m getting good at this game.

We closed up for two weeks and he thought I was a big brother.

After all, my brother and I had a little bit of fun when we were kids.

Plum.

I went to the cafeteria with Chiang Lin during lunchtime and met a statement from the third floor.

They’re tall and thin, and they’re wearing glasses, and they’re all wearing a book on the way to dinner, like a nerd. He’s got such good grades and my mom’s got to read me again.

“Look at what’s so serious,” I’ll take a look.

A book like “Turn your brain.”

And I’m like, “What, your brain’s broken?”

Look at me clearly, with compassion in my eyes: “How can I fix your brain?”

I’ll introduce you. This is my brother. He’s got more mouth than mine.

“What a loving family.”

We went all the way to the canteen, looking for a remote corner of the restaurant.

After a few seconds of sitting down, a few seconds of silence took place, and then a lot of whispering was heard.

“It’s Li’s party song,” she looked up, and she said, “Fuck, he’s got a day to eat a canteen.”

I turned my head too.

He’s a good-looking man, and he’s a great man among the crowd, let alone a face like that. He’s got a job, he’s got a loose uniform on him, he’s got no face.

He’s got a three-and-a-half friend, and he’s got nothing to lose.

These people are sitting at the table behind me.

“This is the closest time I’ve ever been to Li’s party song, and now I’m going to take one with my life’s safety and protect me.”

She pulled out the phone.

I looked at her like I was retarded.

She used her finger to fly around, and she said, “Amen,” and then pretended to play with her cell phone and pressed the door at the back table.

That’s a big one.

I said, “…” Guy, the table in two circles should be heard.

Zhang Lin is still playing with his cell phone, but there’s more to his face.

The man behind him stood up on the table, and he said, “Come on, you girls…”

It’s not over yet. The low voice of Li’s party is ringing in his ear.

“Chou Jian, sit down.”

The guy’s still pissed, “Ligo, they’re filming you again.”

LEE can’t hear the mood, it’s just a little light: “Eat.”

It’s supposed to be the same thing, but I have a breath in my heart and I smile back: “It’s not a camera, it’s a picture.”

I’m watching Li’s party song, and I’m like, “Don’t you look good? Don’t mind being watched, right?”

It’s strange to look at me, but he still works with me when I’m used to it.

“It is true that if everyone were more generous, the world would be full of love.”

I laughed at Li’s song, “Thank you, make the world love.”

Turning back, my smile broke in a second, and my face pulled two meals.

Ask me clearly with your eyes.

“You know him? Did he offend you? What a temper.”

I threw the ribs in my bowl into his bowl, and I answered with my eyes.

Eat your food.

As soon as my rib fell into the plain bowl, there was an exhilaration from Zhou.

“Fuck, Reeko, how did you get rid of the chopstick?”

Two or three times I’m done with the dishes.

Because there’s always an eye behind me and I’m not happy.

I’m holding up the urge to throw a plate in my hand on the face, and I’m taking up the plate and putting it in the closing area.

“This is it? You shouldn’t have added another two or three bowls.

I turned my eyes over, and I said, “I’m in the mood, I’m in the mood.”

“Go ahead and eat.”

After I turned around and left the plate, I realized that Li’s song followed me without a word and attracted a lot of attention.

I walked in front of him, out of the canteen.

He followed me without a word.

I don’t care about him. Back to class.

I did eat fast today, and there was no one in my class, and I sat in my own seat, and the chair was pulled open in front of me, and Li’s song sat down without fear, despite the fact that it was someone else’s class.

I looked at him and I said, “What’s wrong with him?”

He sat against the window and looked at me side by side, completely different from yesterday ‘ s light-dispersion, and he looked at me seriously.

Half a day he called me “Sing.”

I told him before that my family called me Xing, which he could do.

“Stop,” I smiled, “We don’t know each other, we’ll see each other again today. You’d better call me by my name.”

His eyes were dark, his eyes were picky, like a little hook, no wonder Chiang Lin was staring at his pictures at me, and I felt like he had a vortex in his pupils and could suck people in.

People look good, but they’re deaf.

“Sing,” he didn’t hear me at all. “Did I affect your feelings?”

My brain pops out, “What do you think?”

“Why?”

I haven’t answered yet, and he answered himself: “You hate me.”

Positive tone.

I raised my voice, so it didn’t seem offensive: “Yeah, I hate you.”

He was quiet for a while.

“You like someone else.” It’s a positive tone of self-righteousness.

I’m sick of it, and it’s loud again: “Yeah, I like people!”

The wind outside the window swung the leaves, and the sun came through the leaves, and his light faded. He looked up and he didn’t jump out of his ass for a half day, and I ran out of patience and tried to get rid of him.

All of a sudden, the sound of boredom went into my ear: “But Xing, you said you’d be on my side.”

Memories are pouring on my mind, I’m waking.

He raised his head and his eyes were glum, but the mood was so calm: “So I beg you, even if you like someone else, you can go out with someone else, but don’t break up with me.”

Actually, it’s me who confessed first.

Li Fing said I hated him. How could I hate him? He said I liked people, and it made me angry.

I was even ahead of him when he thought I was a man.

I admit, I’ve grown old since childhood and sometimes even my words are weaker than mine. After all, we’ve been separated from each other since we were little parents, and I’ve been with my father, and I’ve been with my mother, and I’ve been so careful, and I’m not hungry.

So I grew up and learned to fight in my resting life, and in elementary school people would say I was dirty and smelly, so my mom wouldn’t want me. Then no one in junior high could hit me, so I couldn’t hear them.

Then, four months ago, Grandma died.

She wasn’t well, fell down and never got up.

So suddenly, I can’t see her again.

When I arrived with my mother, I was sitting on the pan and watching them as their servants, and I laughed, “Yo, you’ve come from the northwest wind, and your hair is going to blow.”

My mother’s eyes were slightly red, and it seemed like she cried on the way and Grandma was always nice to her.

But when I got here, I couldn’t have caught her sad mark without the red eye.

Not to mention she’s staring at me.

“Do you mind if we wind up, but you look like you just came out of a hole in the coal mountain,” she said, “Go home and take a shower.”

“I don’t,” I’m skilled in rejecting.

My mom wouldn’t bother to tell me that I let my bag go to the plaque and gave Grandma three fragrances.

Followed by the words, he kneeled on his knees while he was on the incense, and the last prayer came up, and I saw his shoulder twitching gently.

When I was a kid, when I had a summer vacation, me and Sing would live at Grandma’s.

My mother and I suddenly looked at each other and we had to look away.

How to put it.

Two strong Chinese women.

It rained on the day of the burial, and I was in the rain on the way home and sneezing. I’ve been drinking pills and I’ve been lying unconscious in bed and I can’t sleep.

It’s early summer, it’s screaming.

In the beep, I heard a message from my phone.

Pick it up and take a look.

I had a moment. Oh, because we had a good game.

Apparently,

Oh, yeah, it’s gonna end in a month.

Well, is it too cold for me or is it his end?

Good thing I’m good at talking.

I’m happy.

No sense. I doubt this man’s mother tongue is speechless. But I couldn’t help but think that his reaction was funny.

He went back to my short, delicate word.

I was lying in bed laughing.

And when the laugh is over, it comes with a huge empty heart, and nothing can fit into it, but it is heavy on the earth.

I made a few words out of nowhere.

Oh, materialist. I don’t believe in reincarnation. Dead is dead, no more.

He’s holding his hand and he’s shaking.

I went to the balcony, and the black-pressed sky was like a cloth, and I couldn’t find a way around it.

How could there be such a straight talker?

I think it’s funny that I’ve worked so hard to rip my lips off and not make a smile.

I’m standing there.

I look down at the dark lights, I look at the LEDs in front of the supermarket, and I look at the lights not far away. I’ve got a buzz in my ear and an isolated puppy barking.

And I crouched down, and my head was covered in the arms, and my tears were flowing unbridled, and those who refused to reveal their weakness to their loved ones, but gave it to a man whom they had not seen.

It was a terrible day, but he made me feel the same.

When he said, “It’s more useful to remember than to see.”

I don’t think I’ll ever forget the boiling and loudness of the whole heart in the chest.

After this, I’m close to Li’s song, and we’re no longer just playing the game.

I’ll talk to him about NBA, I’ll share the song with my favorite band, and I’ll tell him I live in A City. It’s a nice day, and sometimes I’ll talk about school, and he knows I’m a sports student.

It’s probably the same thing, so he gets more confused about my sex…

And the conscience of the heavens and the earth, when We shared it with a young girl in the heart of a man who had affection.

So I didn’t realize at all that he thought I was a sports man.

When I was in the game, I was anxious to tell him that someone was coming down the road to pick him up and drive straight to his team…

“Brother, you’re coming down the road, you’re going back. I’m going to take the boat and kill them all.”

His manipulations suddenly stopped.

It hasn’t moved for a while.

They were then taken directly from the field.

The assistant watched his death and typed.

I respond.

The assistant said,

Master Yin-yang?

Who wouldn’t?

The help is the sun and the sun, from daytime to night.

Our field can’t take it anymore.

I’ve been driving wheat and complaining to the Li’s party, “I’m going to be angry, how can I be such an open-minded young lady as a man?” It’s decided, this field doesn’t deserve my boat.”

Li’s song is as cold as ever, no response.

And the whole game ended in the sun between me and my companions, and in the disgusting field as it swallowed flies at any time and in the middle of the journey.

And, silent carry’s Li’s party song.

At the moment when the crystal was about to be pushed off the other side, the aid said suddenly.

I haven’t returned yet. Someone’s got faster hands.

Then the game wins, we go back to the team.

It’s so good to win.

He stopped talking for half a minute.

I realized that the wheat was so easy to communicate, that it didn’t turn off, and I said, “Well, say it.”

He finally wrote three words.

I was shot right out of the bed.

I can’t believe this guy’s saying something like that, not to mention my pink girl’s heart.

“Are you polite?” My dirty words almost got out of my mouth, “I can’t get a voice like that.”

That’s not the point.

I should have been angry, but more frustration.

After all, I always thought that I was in his heart and that I was supposed to be a talking girl.

“Does it look like this?” I sound like a boy.

I haven’t seen him back in a while. I’m more self-obsessed.

While I was sad, the sound was coming out of my phone.

He should have breathed first, blew on the wheat, softly. My heart has suddenly come up with a feeling of such tension.

“It’s actually better,” his voice was better than I thought, especially with the tails, a little lazy and careless, and my heart was pounding.

That’s the legendary soprano.

I can’t believe I’ve only got one thought in this — to fuck with me.

There is no cure.

When I scolded myself, he opened his mouth: “But I thought, it should be your problem.”

There’s a question mark on my head.

I don’t understand.

“You see, you called my brother, and you called the assistant brother,” and he was serious, “If you called me that at first, I wouldn’t be mistaken.”

What, it’s crazy.

I made him sick on purpose: “Then I can call you that right now.”

Pick up your voice, yummy.

“Big brother, brother brother, brother.”

He was silent, probably caught in the crossfire of my voice attack.

And finally, “Come on, you’re normal.”

I’m in a good mood for revenge: “Well, you say you don’t call me brother, what do you call you?”

He said, “Just call me ID.”

I said, “Well, you can call me Star, that’s what my family calls me.”

That’s why people always lose at first.

From this moment to the future, it is possible to predict that my feelings and those of him have been completely spelled out in three words — an incorrect one.

I’ll always be active and tell him everything.

He was always hiding behind the name of the net, and I found out at the end that he knew nothing about him.

I thought about what he’d look like.

What do you mean? It’s probably just a obnoxious young man standing in a crowd trying to reduce his sense of existence. He’s not looking, he’s slow, he’s a bit hot and he likes to look at his toes more than he looks ahead. He had a great sense of insecurity, so he was so attached to each other that he wanted to know about me every second.

Now to think, those were just my illusions.

In reality, no one in the school dares to mess with him, and he’s got a good look for everyone.

I remember the day I met Lee’s song, and he had a cigarette on his finger and said to me, “Let a man be really afraid, he has to come from here.”

And when We said this, We were looking at him, and there was darkness in his eyes.

It’s chilling.

But how can I know him? He never told me.

Just like right now.

He said, “Even if you like someone else, you can go out with someone else, but don’t break up with me.” I don’t know what he means.

I’m still afraid of 10 laps around the playground, and I’m suddenly tired.

“Li’s party song,” I called his name for the first time, “You play with me?”

He’s freezing.

“When I got caught trying to keep lying to me,” I said, “When we talked about it, I said I lived in City A, you said you were from City C. A few weeks ago I said I was coming to school in B, and you still lied to me about you in C. What? I’ve got a crush on you. Are you afraid that you will be the best boss at school after I come to you, or are you afraid of breaking the hearts of other sisters?”

“Do you mean I can go out with someone else, but also with you? You know, I’ve got two boats on my feet.

I don’t have a problem with this. It’s just that this mouth is a little poison sometimes.

“That’s not right, I can’t, because I’m not as good as you being a liar, and I don’t want to have any more interaction with you. My dad says it’s either stupid or bad to play with a liar.”

He was white and open, but he didn’t talk.

I stood up, “I’m sick of being in the mood for a day.”

“If you don’t go, I’ll go.”

I pushed the chair away, and when I turned around he pulled my wrist, and I couldn’t get out of it, though I was careful to circle in his mouth.

I am so different from him.

He looked up at me: “Sing, I was really bad. But I don’t know what to do now. Can you tell me how to forgive me?”

His eyes were like a glass bead, fragile and fragile, and he was staring at me like that, and I had no idea he seemed to be hurt.

His heart was soft, and he was then angry at himself.

Are you going to be fooled again?

I got cold, and I said, “Get away from me and I’ll think about it.”

He let go and I couldn’t get my head out of the classroom.

When I got back, Li had left and Chiang was sitting in her seat and waving at me.

“Sing, how do you know Li’s song?” She’s gossiping.

I don’t even want to hear the name, “No.”

“Come on, Li’s song, it’s a man who will never lose, and whosoever provokes him, he will be paid twice as much.” You choked him in front of so many people at dinner today, he didn’t say a word, and as soon as you left, he followed you with his ass upside down.

“Speak clearly, you two must have something!”

And I’m tired of doing it, just like, “Oh, he’s my ex.”

Chiang Lin almost missed her breath and coughed like hell. Maybe she thought we were in a obscurity period, and the good guys, they just omitted the middle of the confession that they were going out in love and broke up.

“That… that…” Her doesn’t come out.

I know what she’s saying: “Yeah, it’s the little milk dog I love. It’s really grass. It’s this shit.”

She’s like she’s not fully intellectually developed: so… so… she still hasn’t come out.

Good thing I understand very well.

“So I broke up,” I concluded.

She was silent and suddenly pulled the toilet paper out of her drawer and handed it to me.

“Burn it,” she says.

I realized I was crying and took her toilet paper and stinged her nose.

After a few days, Li’s song didn’t appear in my view. I’ve been able to listen to my classmates from time to time, but Chiang Lin tried not to let me hear this.

Home on the weekend, wrote a day’s homework, made me play games.

He said to me that he had recently met a lovely girl in the game, who was very sweet in every way, and that he wasn’t very good at it, and that he was very disgraceful to lose, so let me take them.

I’m not the same as I was when I first met Li Xing Sing, and now I’m the one who’s trying to come up with something.

Move in.

She’s got a pink head.

Ah, she’s a star too.

I was just thinking about how to say hi. The game’s open.

She’s on the first floor, and she chose Big Joe.

Say, “Why are you suddenly playing with Big Joe?”

The girl started the wheat, and it was so sweet, “I want to play.”

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I can’t even tell you the truth.

Update from time to time

Don’t worry about the details.

I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.