I loved him for years, and when I finally had the courage to confess, he said I was disgusting.
One.
“What are you waiting for? “The boss pushed me, and he looked at me.
I looked to the man who was sitting in the main seat of the box and listened to what was being said in his ear, and didn’t seem to notice what was going on there.
I haven’t seen him in a long time.
I need a lot of energy to get my eyes off him.
There are those who sit there and do nothing is enough to please.
He finally got empty and turned his eyes to us.
His eyes were heavy, his eyes blackened and his eyes calmed.
No one can guess what he thinks.
The boss pushed me in the dark, and I got up and I kept my smile on my face: “Mr. Zheng, I have a toast to you. I’m sorry.
So he looked at me, and he said nothing, and he did not move.
And at that moment I felt he was the upper hand of life and death.
The box was quiet, and they were conjectured and looked at me.
My superior, who was secretly sweating, was destined to regret the act of giving Zheng a drink.
The possibility of working with them will be significantly reduced when I see them.
He’s a rational person who’s used to gauging the stakes of everything. Emotional matters hardly happen to him.
But I’ve been divided by him a long time ago. He strongly believed that I was a scourge and therefore hated my presence before his eyes.
If I knew he’d be here in advance, I’d do everything I could to get this damn meal off.
I didn’t think he’d come at that level, and at the most he would send a department manager to talk about this cooperation.
And when I was about to drink and give myself a step down, Zeng made the cup before me.
At that moment, I heard my superiors take their breath away.
My superiors brought me here because they thought my appearance was a pass, hoping that I would be able to get half-pity in exchange for that cooperation.
This may be useful to others, but here it is less than a joke.
The reason he promised to cooperate is probably just because it’s more “good” than “bad” for me.
At midway, Tsing was called off by a phone.
He’s a man of great care, very rarely because something changes course, and I can’t think of anyone but the one on the tip of his heart who can get him out.
When Zheng Tsing left, his superior shouted, “Come on, it’s thanks to Imam that we can talk about this. I’m sorry.
I’m going to pull that silk out of my heart and I’m going to get a glass.
There was a lot of wine, and the noise in the box grew, and I left, and I got up and accidentally tripped by a chair.
Hsu-hong, are you all right? “The boss held me up, but where no one else saw, his right hand stood in my waist for a long time.
And We patiently forbade him to run out of the halls, but We were looking at him with a heavy eye.
The cell phone vibrates, a message from my boss: “Ai, come with me tonight. I’m sorry.
It still seems to be sliding, disgusting.
I turned off my phone, I was so relieved, I had to find a new job.
Two.
It’s dark in the hallway.
“I told you to come and work for me. You should’ve slapped him hard just now. I’m sorry.
Guman’s voice came out of the microphone, which reassured me.
“I haven’t left yet,” and I stepped on the floor, and the lights didn’t turn on, and “the sound light is broken again.” I’m sorry.
“It’s not easy to live in your old neighborhood. Should I wait for you to move to my place? We’ll take care of each other. I’m sorry.
I responded by placing my cell phone between my ears and my shoulder and by walking down my head and looking for the key.
The nostrils were swirling around a little bit of tobacco, and I looked up and I saw the light red light.
I couldn’t see the man’s face, and I couldn’t tell whether to run or go home.
Guman senses my silence: “Imam, why aren’t you talking? I’m sorry.
The man looked up and my key fell on the ground.
Blah, blah, blah.
“Breath! I’m sorry.
My heart is shaking so hard, “I’m fine. I’m home. I’ll tell you later. I’m sorry.
I hung up the phone, and Tsing threw the cigarette that was about to run out on the floor and put it on the toe.
“Come back?”
He talks like we’re just old friends who haven’t seen each other for a long time.
I was really scared and calmed down and said, “What are you doing here?” I’m sorry.
Zheng Chong didn’t answer me, bending over and picking up the key: “Are you ready to change your job?” Because of me or because of Wang Kin?”
Wang Kin is my boss.
He heard my conversation with Guman.
“Of course not because of you. The man is still confident.
“Oh, yeah?” He looked at me up and down, and he said, “I’ve heard that as long as you’re out there, you’ll be able to work together. I’m sorry.
He’s scornful, I see what he means.
In his eyes, I was a man who would trade his body for profit.
I wanted to argue, open my mouth and say nothing, and his next sentence put me in hell, “You and your mother are so much alike. I’m sorry.
He’s too smart to know how to pierce someone’s pain.
“If nothing happens, you can go. I’m sorry.
The look on his face finally changed when he played with the keys. I’m sorry.
He grabbed my jaw so hard, he wanted to say something, and my tears fell first.
I’m gonna get a little stiff, and then I’m gonna wipe out the tears on my face, and I’m gonna make every effort to laugh. “This is what you look like again. I’m sorry.
This is the case of this man, who is silent before him, and who speaks every word of it, but who is nothing but a bully against me and disgrace me.
I opened my mouth and bit him with hate.
Taste pain, wrinkled, but not loose.
And when We carried my leg and tried to kick him, he fled and grabbed my ankle.
He was fast, he pushed me to the door.
I’m not as bad as you say! I’m sorry.
He picked the frown, he didn’t speak, but he came closer.
I tried to push him away, but I just shook the tree and did nothing.
“What are you doing? I’m sorry.
“You. His voice is low.
He hated me, but he humiliated me again.
Maybe in his eyes, I’m just a pet he’s been calling for.
You’re a psycho! I’m sorry.
After that, I regret it.
I’m afraid I’m the first to yell at him like that.
But it doesn’t seem like he cares, but he kisses me in the neck.
Tweetly, what am I thinking, and sarcasm: “Think, what would you say if Lin Baek Creek knew what you were doing to me now? I’m sorry.
He stopped and looked at me with his head up.
Good time.
He laughed, “Why would she believe you when she’s not a fool?” I’m sorry.
He was right that Lim White Creek was his white moonlight, the man on the tip of his heart, and he naturally told her everything.
Any person who knows Zing Qiang would have taken it for granted that Zheng Zheng cannot be forced to be with a man he hates.
If I say I had an affair with Tsing, they’d only think I was crazy.
I think I must have cried so badly that Tsing would have let go.
He opened the door with the key and left without returning.
3
I couldn’t sleep until 3:00 in the morning, and by the time I opened my eyes, I’d already missed my time at work.
I just cleaned up, and I went to the company.
The resignation was drawn up a long time ago, and I had the idea of resigning.
My colleagues next door saw what I had in my hand, and they stabbed me in the mouth: “Yo, where are we going to be Mrs. Rich?” No wonder we’re late today. I’m sorry.
She’s so vague, she’s staring at my neck.
And there was a purple and blue mark, which Zimbai left last night. I went out too fast, forgot to cover.
Another man adjoining the peace: “Yes, it’s time to come, isn’t he? I’m sorry.
I take a deep breath and try to crush the anger in my chest: It’s my personal business, not yours. I’m sorry.
I’m not going back to Wang Kin’s office.
“Hey, Nim, what are you doing here? I’m sorry.
The King looked naked and closed the door, and turned several circles over me with impunity.
And We delivered him the letter of resignation in his hand, but he received it without seeing it, and went behind me.
I turned around, and I walked a few steps to the open area next to it.
“Did you leave yesterday without saying anything? I’m sorry.
The king smiled, and the flesh of his face squeezed out one and the other, and looked disgusting.
“Imam, it’s a bad job environment and it’s very competitive. You’re a woman. You can’t beat anyone else out there. I’m sorry.
I took his right hand off my shoulder with no courtesy: “Mr. Wang, please sign.” I’m sorry.
“Leon, stay, I promise I won’t hurt you. I’m sorry.
Wang Ken’s heart is not changed, and behind me is a desk, and there’s no room for retreat.
“Director Wang, show some respect. If you sign the message you sent me yesterday, I’ll forget it. Or else I’m done, “I promise the whole company will see.” I’m sorry.
“Are you threatening me?”
The king grabbed my shoulder with strength, but suddenly his sight was on my neck.
His eyes are getting dirty.
“I thought it was a pure jade girl, but a man could ride…”
I kicked him before he finished.
I used some strength. He made a sound in his mouth.
I ran out while he was eating a painful slot, but I was pulled by him because of inertia and I fell on the ground.
There’s a lot of noise, and people outside the office must have heard it.
They just don’t have the courage to push this door in for a while.
The king was angry with his anger: “Do you want a fucking drink or a punishment?” I’m sorry.
The closer he gets, the more he looks, the more he gets.
My hands groped on the desk and, in a panic, found only one pen to put it on his arm.
Take this opportunity and I’ll get up.
“Shou-hong! I see how you’ll end up in Nguyen City! I’m sorry.
The sound of his impotence came from behind me, and I was not able to take heed, but I ran into a warm embrace.
4
“Mr. Wang is a great official. I’m sorry.
We did not see the face of each other, but we kept a distance from him, but we accidentally stepped on the black pen that fell on the ground, and the whole man fell backwards without control.
Quick-eyed, hold my waist.
“Sister, be careful. I’m sorry.
It’s a pretty young man with a long body, a brown curly hair, clear eyes, like the eyes of a deer.
I looked back and got out of his arms.
He shrugged his shoulders, looked over me, and he was finally on Wang Kin.
The office was a mess, and it was only then that I found myself in a hurry to sweep everything off the table.
I’m certainly not much better than this office.
Wang Qian quickly put together his face and said, “Why are you here? I’m sorry.
“What are you doing? I will do justice for you. I’m sorry.
He sounded like he’d played home. I thought it was funny.
The King was afraid, and said, “You’re mistaken, we were just having fun…”
And the young man turned away from him, and looked at me with a beautiful eye, and said, “As for my sister, I forgot to introduce myself. I was a good way, a good way to fly, a good way to go, and no good way to follow.” I’m sorry.
“I am the Prophet,” and in his eyes there was hope, and I went on to say, “The promise of Xu Xian, the unforgettable remembrance. I’m sorry.
After listening to me, he looked up and smiled.
Wang Qian won’t allow his thoughts, and he’s sweaty on his forehead.
“I heard what you just said. I just don’t know what to count. I’m sorry.
He said, “You’re joking, I’m just scaring her, that’s all.”
The road smiled at me and showed me a full tooth: “Is she telling the truth?” I’m sorry.
I shook my head.
Outside the office, people stretched their necks and tried to spy on the farce.
“Why don’t you think about finding a new job? You don’t look so good. I’m sorry.
That’s what he said.
I heard the talk: “No, who is this man?” I’m sorry.
“Lucci’s little man, he said there’s no room for us to talk about it. I’m sorry.
The King was cold and sweaty, and his face was so slow, but soon he understood that the road was not a joke.
What do you mean? I didn’t do anything!”
The king’s face is dark and he looks so bitter to me.
I saw the way with gratitude with great ease.
He blinked at me.
Before I left the office, I had a blue coat on my shoulder.
The road was carried by my wrist into the elevator.
“I’ve been a big help to my sister. How can she thank me? I’m sorry.
5
He’s getting closer to me, and I don’t know how to react.
He smiled, and his eyebrow was warmed: “Sister invited me to dinner. I’m sorry.
“…good. I’m sorry.
“It’s too bad there’s something today, not today. I’m sorry.
“Then next time. I’m sorry.
The elevator went off, the first floor, and I was worried about Qiang and forgot to press the floor.
“Come on, I’ll take my sister home. I put my hand on it, he looked serious and said, “This is what a gentleman should do. I’m sorry.
I had to.
His car was a blue Porsche and it looked valuable.
I’m a little hesitant. Is he really an adult? Do you have a license?
He sensed my thinking, took my driver’s license out of his pocket and said, “Sit safe. I’m sorry.
When I got on the co-pilot, he didn’t start the car right away, but turned his head and looked for something.
“There it is! I’m sorry.
He was so excited, his eyes were bright, it was like the sky I saw in the country when I was a kid.
He has a medicine box in his hand.
Following his eyes, I found a long wound in the calf, which is not deep, but also scary.
The road is fine with a cotton sticker, it’s soft, but it hurts.
I couldn’t help but breathe.
And he blew, softly: “It will not hurt any more.” I’m sorry.
It’s a strange feeling that I’ve rarely been treated like this since I was a man.
From my point of view, I can just see the shadow of his eyelashes.
I pressed the feeling of my heart.
“Well, try not to touch the water today. I’m sorry.
After he said it, he laughed at me, and it started.
It’s a good way to laugh, and every one of those smiles is real.
Unlike Tsing, when he looked at me, he rarely smiled.
The road took me home.
I looked up at the window and he leaned towards the car and looked up to me.
I don’t know what it is. I just walked out of the window.
Six.
“What did you do?”
I was surprised by the cold.
There was no light in the living room, and he sat on the couch, with a cigarette on his finger.
I just remembered he took my keys the other day.
But I didn’t say anything. Close the door and turn on the light.
His eyes fell on the wound on the side of my leg, and he dazzled.
I wanted him to say something, but I didn’t want him to say anything.
He always spits out what I don’t like.
“How? I’m sorry.
“Is it about you?”
His brows are a little tighter again. Stand up and walk to me.
I can’t go back. I can’t go back.
Sneaking, holding my arm, slinging me to the couch.
I can’t see what he’s doing.
We’re so deadlocked, he’s so blind, he’s so sharp.
I look everywhere in this sight.
“Where’s the medicine? I’m sorry.
“It’s painted. And I slit my lips and said, “Don’t worry about it. I’m sorry.
He didn’t pay attention to me. He just went through the box and went back.
That’s what he’s gonna do.
I said, “Under the counter of the TV.” I’m sorry.
Jintao got the medicine box and got in front of me.
He held my ankle, his finger was cold.
I haven’t looked at him like that in a long time.
I can’t let his heart touch him, and he appeared before me again while he hated me and my mother.
His every move is enough to rekindle my delusions.
I looked down at him.
I used to paint his face with my finger.
The thick eyebrows, like ink on the parchment, are placed on the eyebrow, and their nose is high and straight, and their thin lips are drawn into a straight line, and they appear to be cold.
Tsing was born well, from childhood to most people.
He doesn’t seem to notice my eyes, but he’s down, he’s serious, he’s careful, he’s dealing with a rare thing.
I’m funny about that.
He wouldn’t do that to me.
It’s possible, but not now.
Look up and look straight at me.
I’m a little confused.
It’s as if the vibrating of the heart is coming out of this moment.
But when I didn’t react, Tsing would kiss.
At first, it just stopped, like hanging me on purpose.
I held him around the neck.
Tsing Tsing Tsing Tsing Tsing Tsing.
He deepened this kiss.
He always does. He always asks me for favors to respond to me.
I don’t know how long it took to untie me, I’m a mess.
But he was still the clean and cold, and his eyes were not even in a different color, except for the red lips.
Tsing was loosed and got up and left.
I looked straight at him and bit my lips, and said, “What do you think I am?” I’m sorry.
He paused and looked back at me, and I was so familiar with the mockery in his eyes.
I’m breathing and I’m dying.
And when I thought he would not answer, he asked me, “What do you want?” I’m sorry.
What do I think it is?
Until I was 15 years old, I thought Tsing was special to me.
And then I realized that it was just like he treated a dog, a cat.
The gap between us is beyond my reach.
And We had wished to be his wife before the age of fifteen, and to be of those whose hearts were at the tip of their hearts.
And I sought a little of his sight before I was eighteen.
Now I’m…
I looked down and shook my head gently.
I don’t like you anymore. I’m sorry.
My voice is shaking like hell.
I took a breath and looked at his eyes: “When we have never known each other.” I’m sorry.
Quiet around.
Half an hour.
“Good. I’m sorry.
7
When I met Jin-tai, I was five, and he was ten.
My father had just died, and my mother, who had been divorced for several years, had taken me to her house.
Mr. Tsing was a human being and a good person, and his mother was a nanny at her house for many years.
It’s just a pair of chopsticks for the family.
When I first arrived, it was spring.
A young man stood at the top of the stairs outside the door, behind him was a bouquet of flowers and a chrysanthemum.
The memories of childhood are mostly blurry, but I remember that very clearly.
He saw too much of an eye, clear and cold, and when he looked at it, he showed a little bit of indignity, and he fell upon the back of the sea.
Mother held me in her arms and hollered with humility and respect, shouting “the young master”.
I have a sample.
He looked at me, he turned his head, and he showed some interest.
I didn’t get nervous and grabbed my mother’s sleeve.
But he reached out and rubbed my head, and his voice was a bit young, but it didn’t sound like a word: “It’s so cute.” I’m sorry.
When I got to know him better, I was always following him around, and then even his chicks knew I existed.
And the reckoning was only to look them in the eye, and rubbing on my head: “I see that you are sore. I’m sorry.
His palms were warm, and I swallowed a little cream, and his sweet eyes were covered.
When I was 13, I was allowed to go to the same high school as Zeng.
That is the high school of nobility in Nguyen City, where the people are either rich or expensive. It’s a great gift for a maid’s daughter.
I didn’t know the sky was thick.
Soon, I was isolated by the other classmates.
I was surrounded by them when they picked me up.
“She’s just a daughter of a man. How can she be with us? I’m sorry.
“I’m sick of sitting with her. I’m sorry.
His voice was cold and cold, but his eyes were filled with rage: “Do you know what you are doing? I’m sorry.
A 17-year-old boy, he’s been so glamorous.
Those who watch the show give him a way.
The world is like this, the weak are strong.
Sit down and put your coat on me.
And he pulled me up and swept people in pieces, and in the sight of him, the rich sons, whose eyes were above their heads and whose eyes were high, were silent.
That’s the first time I’ve seen him in a month, and he went to Camp A of the Big Organization to avoid the A of the Big. He came back this time to give good news to the Tsings.
I didn’t even hear what he said. I looked at him.
When someone cut my uniform, I didn’t cry.
I didn’t cry when someone threw dirty water on me.
And I did not cry when someone turned away from me and cursed me.
But at that moment, I cried as much as I’d missed the past.
And Zimbai was panicking, and he took me all over me and went straight out.
I was surrounded by a young man’s cold breath, and I held him around the neck and cried so hard.
“Read, it’s okay. “He hit me in the back without a single hit, with a clear heartache.
“No, I don’t want to go home. I couldn’t even say the whole thing.
He understood, told the driver to turn around and take me to my favorite sweet shop.
I finally calmed down, and the rest of the light was staring at his white shirt, which I wrinkled, and was dazzling to hold my head up.
“Enough to cry?” Squeeze my nose and laugh.
Since then, he’s been picking me up every day until he goes to Big A.
It was really good for me.
So I rightly thought that, if I reached out, I could get to him.
8
What are you looking at? Guman came up with a pillow and looked at my phone screen, “You still remember him.” I’m sorry.
I shook my head and turned off the browser page.
“Don’t be careful to go in. I’m sorry.
“This piece of shit, who’s he hooking up with? I’m sorry.
There’s a lot of news, and it’s true and true.
Of course, a man like him, standing there alone, would be enough to attract a bee.
Guman is holding my face: “We don’t want him. I’m sorry.
I’ve been down for a long time since I’ve been separated.
Good thing I’m with Guman. I moved out of the old neighborhood and lived with her.
Even her new job, thanks to her help.
I can’t live forever under the shadow of Zeng Jin, I’ll start a new life.
It’s been a dream for almost two decades, and it’s time to wake up.
Guman blinked at me and said, “Well, since you’re determined to separate from him, do you think about the road master? I’m sorry.
It’s also a coincidence that the new company’s vice president is the best.
I looked at her and said, “Don’t talk nonsense. I’m sorry.
“I can see he’s interested in you, my sister and my sister are short,” and Gu’man smiles at me, and says, “Well, he’s also the deputy head of our company, or the little man of the Rocky Group. I’m sorry.
“I’m going to bed. I’m sorry.
And I lay back, and Guo Man kept talking, “You’re going on a business trip, so what do you have to do to afford this opportunity?” I’m sorry.
I threw her a pillow and turned off the light without waiting for her to react: “Go to sleep, I have a plane to catch in the morning.” I’m sorry.
The next day.
I just woke up and knocked.
The road was standing outside the door, with soy sauce in his hand and a full smile: “Sister, I bought you breakfast. I’m sorry.
He had half a face under a scarf, and the fragrance of the sea covered his forehead with only one round and bright eye.
It’s all young.
I’m sideways, let him in.
He didn’t have to put his breakfast on the table.
“Is it cold outside?”
He Noded, and my face was covered with cold hands: “It’s cold, it’s freezing.” I’m sorry.
I stopped.
He’s patheticly looking at me.
“I’ll bring you warm hands.” I’m sorry.
Then Guman came out of the bathroom and saw us, and said, “I see nothing. Go on, go on.” I’m sorry.
I’m speechless.
It’s a good laugh, but the red mole on the left.
I have a place in my heart that’s slowly falling.
9
The cooperation in the city went well. To celebrate, we went to a private room.
It’s just I didn’t think I’d meet Jin-min again.
And… the woods and white creeks where he smiles like flowers.
I had to hide from myself, and Lim White Creek saw me first.
“Wanted to meet you here. I’m sorry.
She’s got my arm, she’s got a good tone.
I hate what she called me.
Lim Baek Creek was born with a gold key, with deep-rooted attitudes, and she despised me and had to be kind to me because of her modesty.
Even now, even though Zheng and I have already broken apart, she is the one who is understanding and generous.
It was as if Limbing Creek had seen me on the right side of the road and said, “Roadmaster, you’re here.” I’m sorry.
Although the city of Nguyen is large, it is not uncommon for them to know each other at the top of the pyramid.
Limbai Creek twitched his head and his voice was sweet: “At the time we met, the four of us would eat together. I haven’t seen you for a long time. I have so much to say. I’m sorry.
Tsing Tsing Tsing will certainly not refuse her request.
His connivance and debauchery were given to Limbai Creek alone.
When I refused, Limbai Creek pulled me in: “Remember that I told you this private dish is delicious. I’ve been here with Keung several times…”
It’s like there’s a big hand in the invisible, and it’s holding my heart tight.
I can’t even say no.
10
The air conditioners in the box are so big, Limberman Creek’s face is so red, eyes are moving, it looks so good.
Tsing should have worn her sweating beads with a paper towel and naturally, and had the air conditioner turned smaller.
Lim White Creek smiles beautifully.
He looked at her, and his mouth was filled with a gloom smile, and his eyes were filled with desolation.
Most of the smiles that are directed at me have never reached the eye.
What’s in your mouth suddenly tastes like nothing.
I look down and don’t look at them.
They’re right. They’re right. They’re right.
After all these years of waiting for Lim White Creek, it’s finally coming to a good end.
I’m just, at best, a little stone on their way.
One foot can kick out the little stone.
My throat is so tight.
Lim Baek Creek asked me: “Read, you’ve been abroad since college. I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
“That was quick. When I saw you, you were a little bit. I’m sorry.
Lim White Creek and Tsing-thong were young and raised together, and she left the country and kept in touch.
And when I first met Zorg, he was at a distance from his beloved.
Limbai Creek occasionally returns home, each time only for a brief stop.
Sometimes I wonder, is it because all his affections are given to Lin Baek Creek alone?
He could have liked being alone for so long.
Lim White Creek put a rib in the bowl.
With your own chopstick.
I’ve never eaten anything he’s got.
But this time, he’s a little down, he’s a bit elegant, he’s got his hands up and he’s got his feet.
He ate.
Then look up to me.
I realized all of a sudden that he had agreed to eat with us not just because it was a request from Lim White Creek.
It was Jin-hyeong’s 18th birthday, and he went back from A Da to Nguyen City.
I rarely eat with him at his table.
The scene was very lively, and Mr. Tsing’s relatives and friends, his relatives and friends, were gathered together.
I was so happy that I put a lot of food in his bowl.
He didn’t move chopsticks for a long time.
He looked at me and said, “Remember, don’t do this anymore. I’m sorry.
That’s what I remember, his accursion and his habit.
I was so excited to prove that I was different, that I forgot to use the chopstick.
His voice was not too slow, but everyone looked at me, cold-eyed, curious, more cynical.
I was ashamed of myself, but I was only able to act as if nothing had happened to me, and I squeezed out a gleaming smile: “My Lord, I will give you a new one.” I’m sorry.
In the moment of turning, my tears awakened.
This time, I did it on purpose.
He wanted me to get away from him and her life.
He’s so smart, how can he not know what this means to me?
And I thought that I had set it down, but as long as I saw it before me, the thoughts of the deceiving themselves would fade away at this moment.
Suddenly, a few pieces of fish in my bowl.
The way is good.
He squeezed my face, and he moved in: “My sister came to town with me, and I lost a lot of weight. I’m sorry.
He saw my embarrassment.
I laughed at him and put fish in my mouth.
“Read, is it always your boyfriend?” I’m sorry.
I refused, but he took my hand. I’m sorry.
Sound strong, self-empowerment.
It’s not my fault that the eyes of Jintao are in our hands. His face seems a little depressed.
“Read, I’ll make sure you come for my birthday.” I’ll announce a good news. I’m sorry.
Her smile was sweet.
Are they finally getting married?
“Do you think it’ll be possible to visit him?” I’m sorry.
The road looked at me with a good look, and said, “I listen to my sister. I’m sorry.
When he was in the company, he always had an age-appropriate sense of maturity. But here I am… really different.
It is only then that I find Guman’s words credible.
“True loves his girlfriend. “Remember, the last time we met, Koshien mentioned you. Everyone misses you, remember when you told Koshiki? I’m sorry.
She frowned and seemed to think back: “Ah, you were in college?” I’m sorry.
Lukoshi is small in his hair.
My throat swung, “I didn’t.” I’m sorry.
“What’s so embarrassing about being so old and having a family?”
Her smile was perfect, and it seemed like she was really just a big sister who cared about me.
I’m the only one who knows what she’s saying.
Her words were like a knife, stabbing my heart out of one hole after another.
“Lin White Creek, don’t say that again. I’m sorry.
Eleven.
The smile on her face was flat, but deep in her eyes she was so proud.
She’s got it.
“What happened that day, we all know, and if you want to disgust me, you can make it clear.” I’m sorry.
“Read, I didn’t mean that…” Her face was so restless that she didn’t know what she was doing wrong.
Still acting.
Everyone wants to be her audience.
I can’t stand the faces of the people present, and I’ll pick up the bag and leave.
The way has taken me by my side and has taken me in my arms.
“Miss Lin, whatever you may have had before, she is now my fiancée, and she does not want to hear it. Please don’t mention it. His eyes seem to have been unwittingly cleaned up, “and she does not want to see you again, please stay away from her.” I’m sorry.
His voice is strong.
Lim White Creek is white, she’s used to the moon by stars and no one dares talk to her like that.
The years of stamina were suddenly spitted out.
I’m a lot faster.
And the way was so good for me.
I was in my mind and I said thank you.
“Don’t thank me,” he looked at me with his head, and his eyes were pure, and he said, “If you really want to thank me, well, let’s just give it to him.” I’m sorry.
I leaned on the window, and I looked in the eye.
His eyes almost burned me.
But I… I’m not ready to start my next relationship.
He held my face: “Sister doesn’t have to answer me so quickly, think about it. I’m not in a hurry. I’m sorry.
I only asked, “Why me?” I’m sorry.
He said, “Because you’re worth it, sister, I love you very much, ever since I first met you, do you believe in love at first sight? And he looked at me, and he turned his eyelids and laughed at his lips, and said, “I love my sister at first sight.” I’m sorry.
My heart is so messed up that I open my mouth several times and I can’t say anything.
As long as I close my eyes, the past will appear as a light.
12
Zhongtai went to the A, and no one would ever protect me like him.
And I haven’t called his brother since his eighteenth birthday.
I’ve been looking at you all the time, and I’ve been trying to say something on a number of occasions, but I’ve just moved my lips and not made a sound.
A proud man like him never bows for who.
My junior high school was a terrible thing, and to get away from that group, I chose a regular high school, which was very well-regulated and took three months off.
I cut off contact with the outside world and learned to study.
In my heart, I have a pitiful desire to bridge the gap between me and Zing.
After graduation, he did not immediately enter the family business, but chose a multinational company, starting at the bottom.
When I heard the news, I went to university in the city where Jin-kyu was.
I haven’t spoken to him for a long time, and I’ve often looked at those hard-to-heart figures without the courage to allocate them.
I asked my mother about his movements and she just warned me that Tim was busy and that I should leave him alone.
My mother had left her house, and I had no reason to go looking for her.
One day I drank a little wine and, at the instigation of roommate Guo Man, assigned the number.
Hello? I’m sorry.
His voice is still good, more mature and lower than I remember.
“It’s me.
It’s been a long time. I couldn’t bear to look at the phone screen again.
It’s not hanging.
“Shou-won”?
“Yes, it was me.” I took a deep breath and said, “I miss you.” I’m sorry.
That’s true.
And there’s a low smile over there without feelings.
“Do you know what you’re talking about? I’m sorry.
His voice is so cold that it is quite different from the past.
I stayed and Guman kept looking at me.
And I have the courage to say, “I know, Jingtai, I love you for years, I…”
“Thought, what you say makes me sick. I’m sorry.
At that moment, I felt my whole body’s blood was solid.
My hands are shaking so badly.
I’ve never said anything like that to anyone I know.
Even at his eighteenth-year-old bar mitzvah, when he rejected me, his tone was gentle.
“Don’t call me again. Don’t make me feel like you’re the same person as Sharon. I’m sorry.
Sherifin is my mother.
The mother had looked after Tsing Kei and had long considered him his own child.
He always respected her and never called her by her name.
The reason why the mother left her house was not what she herself had said, but because she was overwhelmed.
What happened?
What happened on the day I went to school?
“Ting…”
There were bells on the phone, tears blurted my eyes.
I urgently need an answer.
But fate is so ridiculous that my mother died.
Because of a fucking car accident.
My world has collapsed.
I don’t even have the strength to answer.
I’ll see you two years later.
He was invited to participate in the school business simulation competition and served as a judge.
I was in that season.
As soon as he appeared, he attracted a lot of attention.
He’s more mature, he’s five officials, he’s stable.
“Oh, my God, who is that? I’m sorry.
And We hear the sound of one voice after another, and there is no end in it.
And the young ones I remember were gone.
I looked at him silently and I looked greedy.
Finally, I’m on the stage.
It seemed like he saw me, but soon he looked away.
I’ve been a stranger to him for ages.
He walked in front of me and put on my medal.
His smiles were alienated, official and left me no excess.
My nose is sore, my tears are pouring down.
Jin-jin’s breathing’s slow.
But soon he turned away and left me with only a final shadow.
13
After that event, another winter, Mr. Tsing invited me to spend a year at her house.
He’s been very good to me. He’s been funding my school ever since my mother died.
I can’t refuse his request.
I’ve been rehearsing, and I’ve been rehearsing, and I’ve been rehearsing, and I’ve been rehearsing, and I’ve been rehearsing, and I’ve been rehearsing, and I’ve been rehearsing, and I’ve been rehearsing, and I’ve been rehearsing, and I’ve been rehearsing, and I’ve been rehearsing, and I’ve been rehearsing, and I’ve been rehearsing, and I’ve been rehearsing, and I’ve been rehearsing, of all the forms and actions I need to do when I’m looking at it.
But when I came back, I knew that Tsing hated my mother and Mr. Tsing.
He hasn’t been back for years.
I learned the story from an old man.
My mother is said to have infiltrated the marriage of the Tsing family, which led Mr. Tsing to petition for divorce.
Mrs. Tsing is always very concerned. How can she be so excited? In the middle of the night, she took sleeping pills and committed suicide.
Tsing believed it.
But I don’t believe it.
I don’t believe at all.
I’ve wanted to ask Mr. Tsing too many times. What happened? Are they all true?
But when I saw his old face, I couldn’t say it.
I had to play my part, take care of him, make him happy.
Sometimes I’m a little confused, like I’m doing his job for Tsing.
Soon, I’ll erase the unrealistic thoughts from my head.
Whether it’s a misunderstanding or the truth, it’s impossible for me and Jin-jin.
He wouldn’t like me.
The day before New Year’s Eve, Jin-thong came back.
He’s frowning. I’m the one who didn’t seem to open the door.
His hair was blistered, his skin whiteter than the moon and his eyes colder than the ice.
I don’t know what to do with it, but I’m stuck here.
I couldn’t help but whispering the cold wind.
Tsing Tsing came in and closed the door.
“The young master is back, sir! Master is back! I’m sorry.
Take off your coat and look at me.
I hung my hands and explained, “It’s Uncle Chen who sent me…”
He grunted and walked through me.
Like I don’t care.
I don’t know if it’s because of me or because of Mr. Tsing.
But I’m still calling him for dinner.
It was the fourth year of the year, and I went upstairs and ordered him to eat.
His door opened a little stitch, and there was laughter in the room.
I was about to knock my hand off.
Lim White Creek sat on his lap.
The closer they get, the last kiss they kiss together.
From my point of view, I can see the back of a thin forested stream.
I covered my mouth and ran away.
A quarter of an hour later, Tsing went down with his hand in Lim White Creek.
Her lips were red, her clothes were wrinkled, and her smile was shy.
I know exactly what happened.
I bowed my head and mechanized the rice, trying to shield their laughter.
I thought before that day they were just ordinary friends.
Later, Limbai Creek came in faster and faster.
She became a reconciling agent between Mr. Tsing and Mr. Tsing.
I’m just an outsider.
14
After that, I left the house.
I got a text on my birthday.
And We thought that it was a sign that We and Zorg had abated.
“Happy birthday. I’m sorry.
This unsigned message comes from the line of numbers that I know so well.
The other text message follows.
“Come out and meet me. I’m sorry.
I couldn’t even think of why Tsing would set the place at the bar.
And suddenly, in my bleak world, a little light came upon me.
I put on an elaborate make-up and got off a cab and almost ran.
Sweat your hands.
“Read! I’m sorry.
I looked back, not him.
Lukoshi-kun came close, pulled my wrist.
Let’s have a little fun. I’m sorry.
He’s got a little hair. I’ve seen several faces.
“When will he be here? I’m sorry.
Luo Zigen hip-hop face: “Hey, why do you keep thinking about Keung? We haven’t seen each other for a long time. You used to call me my brother and now I don’t even deserve a name?” I’m sorry.
Thinking about those days before, my guard just disappeared.
But I underestimated the horrors of people.
In the eyes of the men, I’m the pet of Jintao. He doesn’t want it, he can turn it to them.
“Read, Chin will be here soon. Let’s have a drink. I’m sorry.
I was so nervous, and in this persuasion, I had a glass of wine and a drink that I thought was a drink.
And there were those who were close, “Read, read…”
The sound is tender and just like the memory.
I’m almost crying out.
“The brother. I’m sorry.
He kissed the tears on my face, and as he tried to move on, the door was kicked.
I’m surprised, I’m barely sober.
He’s not Zimmin.
“Get out of here! I’m sorry.
The source of Lukoko fell on the ground and became so ugly: “Chong, she seduced me! She says she likes me. The bar can testify! I’m sorry.
“Don’t let me say it again. I’m sorry.
Lukoshi didn’t even have time to get dressed.
I’m holding a blanket and I’m confused.
Jin-tai’s eyes look like ice, almost freezing me.
If you want to be a phoenix, you can find a better tree. I’m sorry.
Years later, that was the first thing he said to me.
I shook my head, “It’s not like this, it’s not like this…”
But my explanation seems so pale.
Take your legs and leave.
I ran out of bed, and I couldn’t even get dressed. I just wanted him to look at me and look at me.
Brother, listen to me
I tripped over a blanket.
Tsing returned his head and his eyes were dark.
He shut the door so hard, he lay in front of me.
“Shu Hong, why are you changing trees so soon? I’m sorry.
He grabbed my chin, he had the strength to almost crush my bones.
My eyes are full of tears.
His face is blurry.
And that he should have carried me all over, and cast me on the couch without mercy.
“As you wish.” I’m sorry.
His long fingers were on his shirt, he was slow and his eyes were fierce.
That way he scares me.
I close my eyes and hang on to the sheets.
The movement of Jintao has not slowed down.
15
Sister! I’m sorry.
It was only then that I found myself in tears.
He passed me a tissue, “A nightmare? I’m sorry.
I nodded my head and pushed up the sidewindow.
Outside the plane, the sky is so blue.
When I flew across the ocean three years ago, the sky was so blue.
“You’ll be in Nguyen City in half an hour. Would you like to take a break? I’m sorry.
I shook my head, and I was silent.
He took me downstairs, leaning on my car, smiling: “Sister, take a break early today, I’ll see you tomorrow.” I’m sorry.
Those memories were suddenly a little away from me.
I smiled at him, and I went upstairs and saw Jin-thong at the door.
He’s here to get justice for Limbai Creek?
I’m tired of it, and I’m getting the feeling that he’s a cow sugar.
He’s a little low on his head.
There was smoke around, and I coughed, and he frowned and lost his head.
“What are you doing here? I’m sorry.
He didn’t answer me, looked out the window, and asked, “You really like the way? I’m sorry.
I looked in his eyes, “Yes, I listened to you. I found a good tree.” I’m sorry.
His eyes were heavy.
“Thinks, I think you know what happened that day. I’m sorry.
“I know. I’m sorry.
Yes, he knows that the text messages were sent by Lim White Creek, but he still thinks it’s my fault and thinks it’s my greed and vanity.
Why would he let the moon shine on his head for someone who doesn’t matter?
But, unexpectedly, this time I was calm.
“What do you know? I’m sarcasm, “You’re a scoundrel. I’m sorry.
“I don’t like you anymore. You don’t have to worry. I won’t disturb your life from now on. I’m sorry.
“You really bother me. So please don’t ever show up in front of me again. I’m sorry.
Zhongtai came up and turned a blind eye to the look of my guard: “This is what you really mean.” I’m sorry.
“Yes. I’m sorry.
He’s dazzling, covering his eyes.
“You’d better remember. You let go this time. I’m sorry.
After that, he’s going away.
What’s he doing again?
“Scum! I told Gooman what happened these days, and she spat, and said, “This dog man is eating a bowl, looking at a pot, and he’s going to marry Limbai Creek, but he’s trying to tear you apart! I’m sorry.
And Guman grumbled, and warned, “A little thought, don’t be fooled. I’m sorry.
I’m nodding, I know.
16
The more the roads appear in front of me, the more the hard work.
I doubt he’s working at all.
For example, now.
When he arrived at the end of the day, he turned to him, and didn’t look at anyone.
“Sister, come with me to dinner. And he said, “The last time you promised me. I’m sorry.
The last time he unblocked me at the office, I promised to buy him a meal.
I’m referring to the computer: “It’s not over yet. I’m sorry.
“I’ll help you. I’m sorry.
He didn’t even give me the chance to refuse, he bended over and put his hand over my hand, and my hand moved the mouse.
I didn’t get off.
His breath has surrounded me and smells so good.
I couldn’t help but move my eyes to his face, where he had a nice skin, a beautiful doll face, and looked a few years younger than he was.
“Does my sister like me? I’m sorry.
He leaned in my ear and his voice was low.
The temperature on my face was rising, and I opened my mouth, but I didn’t know what to say.
Then he turned his eyes and laughed, “I love my sister too. I’m sorry.
He reached out his index finger and scratched my back, which was why he knocked on the keyboard.
He pretended nothing had happened, staring at the computer screen, paying attention.
Where he scratched, the temperature was much higher than the rest.
“I’m going to the bathroom. I’m sorry.
I almost ran away, and his joyous low laughter came from behind.
That’s a mess.
I’m a few years older than him.
If Guoman sees it, she’ll be sarcastic.
I just cleaned up in front of the mirror, and I walked out of the bathroom.
The road has finished with my work, and I am here, as if I wanted to be commended, and my head has been put to my chin, blinking and saying, “Sister, am I good?” I’m sorry.
I have seen him in the company, and he is already a little bit like his father, even though he is young, in the way he handles things. Some people call him a laughing tiger behind their backs, not to say that he is insidious, but that he feels like a man who looks like a good man, but is surprised at the severity of his work, and often do nothing to criticize the old employees of the company, without regard for their face.
But at this point, the tiger’s eyes were bright and his tail was shaking for my praise.
My heart is so soft and so confused.
“Nice. * I don’t look at him anymore *
He left his mouth open and was disgruntled: “You are such a good sister.” I’m sorry.
I couldn’t bear to touch his head.
It’s furry, it’s good.
He took my hand to the parking lot.
After getting in the car, he held my hand again.
I didn’t make it.
“Sister’s hand is soft,” he scratched it in my hand, “want to hold it.” I’m sorry.
This time I didn’t bow my head, but I looked him in the eye, and put the ten fingers in hand between our eyes: “My brother’s hand is good, and I’m good.” I’m sorry.
He looked at me and took my hand to his chest, without saying anything, and kissed him.
The kiss was clean and gentle, and I even felt that his mouth smelled like twigs.
I don’t know how long it took him to let me go.
His eyes were filled with water, he was breathing, and he whispered, “No more.” I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong? * He’s got a red face, and I couldn’t stand it. *
He held my hand, and his face was a little shy: “Sister, I’m afraid I can’t help it. I’m sorry.
He looks so cute now.
Sister, I like you. I’m sorry.
He took out his other hand behind his back at that point and delivered to me the small box in his hand.
“Sister, let’s try. I’m sorry.
There’s a silver bracelet in the box with two little people on it, one for him and one for me.
I heard myself say, “Okay, let’s try it.” I’m sorry.
17
The road is so sticky.
Bring me breakfast in the morning, take me to work, take me to lunch, take my hand around.
There is no sense of office love at all.
Guman says he’s my exclusive.
And when the road heard this, it turned its back a little, and put its head on my shoulder, and it was full of joy: “I am the one of my sisters, and this is the only one with no branch.” I’m sorry.
Guman was messing with me and said, “Help me.”
“You’re heavy.” I’m sorry.
He hugged me harder.
“Well, I’m going, I shouldn’t have sent myself to eat dog food.” I’m sorry.
She left, and there was only me and the way to the house.
He grunted to kiss me, and I pushed him away: “I’ll be late for work if I don’t leave. I’m sorry.
“How about not working today? I’m sorry.
I looked at him, and I said, “We agreed to separate work and private life.” I put my fingertips on his shoulder, “I can’t get close to the company, I can’t arrange for work.” I’m sorry.
He left his mouth open: “It’s not a company, is it? You can have lunch at noon, and you can kiss and hug…”
“What do you want? I’m sorry.
He took my hand and crossed the gray sweater and put it in his waist.
“Sir, move out and live with me.” I’m sorry.
I have to admit, the touch on my hand is very good.
He looks small, but his muscles are real.
I tried to make a living. I didn’t break his hands.
“I don’t really go the way I do, and every morning I wake up 30 minutes early to choose what to wear, to cut my hair, to buy breakfast, and to show up in front of you and tell you that everything is just fine.” “But it was my intention. I wanted my sister to accept my love without burden, but now I regret it. I’m sorry.
“I want my sister to say she likes me in her own way.” I’m sorry.
“I like you. I’m sorry.
“Don’t do this. “Why do you keep avoiding me in front of others, so I feel insecure.” I’m sorry.
And I asked for an explanation, and he got up without warning: “I understand, but I do not like it.” I’m sorry.
“No, it’s not…”
Instead of listening to me, he said, “Let’s go, sister, or we’ll be late.” I’m sorry.
On the elevator, he didn’t say much.
I’m bored too.
When he got in the car, he didn’t start the car for a long time, he turned his head and looked at me. I’m sorry.
I don’t really have any experience.
Before I met Guman, I used to eat, study, walk, see anything.
“I’m very happy, just…”
I came over and blocked his mouth.
It’s been a long time. I’m sorry.
He nodded and shook his head again: “One more time to cool off.” I’m sorry.
I ignored his brazen remarks and said, “Well, now that we’re down, let’s talk about this.” I’m sorry.
He’s sitting on his neck, with his hands on the wheel.
“What you just said was to force me to live with you. Right?”
Beware of being pierced and he smiled at me, “It wasn’t intentional…”
“Next time, this can’t happen. Besides, I’m angry. You shouldn’t be so quick to decide. I’m sorry.
He said he was wrong and he wanted to kiss and hug.
I can’t beat him.
By the time he lets me go, he’ll be late for work.
“Don’t be a scoundrel when it comes to business. I’m sorry.
That said, it seems that it doesn’t matter what rules are set on each other.
As a result, I moved to his house.
And he went to another company, saying to him, “The office relationship is not exciting at all. And he attributed part of it to me, “I can’t help but see what you’re doing as long as I’m in a place with my sister.” How can I worry about love when my people are career elite? I’m sorry.
I turned a white eye.
“Sister, kiss me.”
Obsessed and honest little brat.
18
It’s been a long time since I’ve thought about Jin-thong, and it’s when Mr. Tsing called me.
Mr. Tsing wants to see me.
Since Mrs. Tsing left, his body is much worse than it was before, but he has become more silent.
I understand he’s guilty.
But I don’t know my mother’s role in it.
If I do not ask this, I will never know the truth.
When I got the news, I rushed to Tsing’s house.
It was snowing so much that it didn’t pass my shoes.
It’s open, but it’s not Mother Wu.
Men wrinkled, and tall bodies covered me.
It looks like we’ve switched places.
I passed him with my eyes open, and Mother Oh greeted him: “Miss Hsu, you have come. Sir, you have been waiting for so long!” I’m sorry.
I shot the snow on my shoulder and went on the second floor.
There was a doctor in the room, his family and friends, and Mr. Tsing was lying in bed, surrounded by medical equipment.
He saw me come, signal me closer.
Uncle Tsing. I’m sorry.
His face is too old to look at.
I was the one he looked at growing up.
Mr. Zheng said something to me, so he stopped the others.
And Jing doesn’t know when to come to me.
“Good boy, make you suffer. I’m sorry.
He reached out like he wanted to touch me.
I’m closer.
She’s innocent! I’m sorry.
From his intermittent words, I understood the whole picture.
Mr. Tsing did not love Mrs. Tsing, their commercial union ended when I was in high school.
It’s just that he didn’t expect Mrs. Tsing to die.
And my mother…
She’s just a woman who’s been too kind.
She did not dispute it in any way, but only to allow Zeng Zhong Zhong to divert from Mr. Zheng’s hatred.
The truth is clearly more difficult to accept.
I saw his hand shivering a little.
But he’s still quiet.
That night, Mr. Tsing left the world.
After what he wanted to say, he left without zeal.
There’s a terrible cry in the villa.
Even if Jin hadn’t cried, it’s just that there’s a black eyebrow.
We’re busy with Mr. Seng’s business, but we’re like two strangers.
Everything is back on track.
Just for some nights, I can’t help but wonder: What is it that makes Tsing believe such a bad lie?
Then I realized that he was ashamed of his mother, all of which turned into hatred for others.
A man as rational and wise as he is cannot be spared.
Many nights after Mrs. Tsing passed away, Tsing Tsing might have asked himself, like Mr. Tsing: Why was he not with his mother?
I laugh, my heart is sour, my heart is thicker, but I am angry.
In the eyes of Qur’an, Me and my mother are but an excuse for him to excrete and to be ashamed.
In the funeral home, Limbai Creek arrived in a hurry. Her makeup was delicate, but it did not cover her tired face.
I was a little surprised to remember that she did not appear when Mr. Tsing remained.
There may have been some cracks in her relationship with Jintao.
On the way to the bathroom, I heard a conversation between Tsim Chen and Lim White Creek.
“Chong, you can’t leave me like this, you can’t waste me when I’m done I really like you”
The voice of Lim White Creek contains a cry.
“What you’ve done before, I won’t ask.” But if you’re going to get involved, you know what I’ll do. I’m sorry.
“Chong, Chong…”
They may have said something, and I haven’t heard it, and these things have nothing to do with me.
After Mr. Tsing’s burial, I started packing and getting ready to leave.
The sun out of the window was perfect, and it was snowed for half a month, and there was finally a sun.
And even though he did not know when to stand behind me, he said, “I will send you.” I’m sorry.
19
I refused.
This time, he didn’t force me.
He only looked at me in depth, as if he had a lot to say and said nothing.
Just like his 18th birthday.
It was only when I learned the truth that it was less important to me.
Those who left the world, and me and Zheng Zhong, we were people from a different world.
It was I who peeped into the corner of his world, attracted by the beauty of the scenery, tried to fit into it, and ran his head over and over again.
I should have known all that.
Fortunately, it’s not too late.
I opened the door, and the road was standing outside and smiling at me: “Sister! I’ll take you home!”
He came here without any regard for others and put me in his arms.
“Sister, I miss you so much. * He was buried in my neck and his voice was boring, and he kissed me with his heart. *
When I hit him, he let me go, held my hand, and said, “Is the family so poor?” Even air conditioners cannot be removed. He said he took my hand and put it in his clothes.
His abdomen were burning, I wrinkled, and I didn’t agree with him.
It seems like I’m being rude.
And he did not think, laughing, “It is the warmest place.” I’m sorry.
And he took the scarf from his neck, and then he wrapped it around my neck, moving carefully and tenderly, and he spitted in his mouth: “This sun is better than none, and the cold is cold. I’m sorry.
Before I left, I last looked at the house of the Tsing family.
The villa was still the same as when I was five years old.
He stood at the door, and the sun hit him in the face, but I couldn’t see him.
The road is right next to me, “The old man.” I’m sorry.
Jealousy too much.
I pinched his arm and said, “Let’s go. He’s just driving me out.
When I got home, I sent the gift agreement back to the family. Mr. Tsing left me a fortune that would be enough for the rest of my life.
He may have felt guilty in order to make up for all the complaints I’ve suffered over the years.
But I don’t want to.
I don’t want anything to do with them.
He called me several times, I didn’t answer, turned him into a blacklist.
Guman was drinking coffee and he looked at my phone and said, “What’s the matter again? I’m sorry.
I nodded and continued with the replenishment programme.
She raised her thumb at me, “It’s still the smell of a milk dog.
I smiled, and it was always empty, like it was filled.
But Qingtai didn’t stop.
20
We’re meeting again at the engagement party for cousin Lu Yu.
And I stood by the way, as though I was at another table, and looked at me for a moment.
When he saw me, he saw me.
His eyes were too hot for me to see.
I quickly withdrew my eyes.
“I’ll have my cousin take you to the second floor to rest later.” I’m sorry.
I went to the second floor, and my cousin talked to someone she knew, and I looked for a room myself.
In the hallway, the door opened silently and one hand pulled me into the dark.
I struggled, surrounded by a taste of wine.
“It’s me.”
Jinjin? When did he go to the second floor?
“Rape me?”
His voice is so dumb.
I stung my lips, and I was silent.
“Read. He hasn’t called me that in a long time.
And when I was standing there, he cried, “Remember.” I’m sorry.
“Read, I’m sorry. “I was surprised I opened my eyes and he took my hand and said, “Sorry. I’m sorry.
He’s bowing to me?
“Think, do you think it’s important for me to say these things now? I’m sorry.
“This will only cause me trouble.” We cut off his fingers one by one, and said, “We have nothing to do with this. Be proud.” I’m sorry.
“It’s important to me.” I’m sorry.
Don’t try to reduce your guilt through me. I’m sorry.
My mother was filled with cold words and with hatred until she died. It was only when the truth appeared before him that he sought my forgiveness.
The light on a man who used to shine in my eyes was long gone.
His eyes are red.
I’ve seen him a lot, eating, sleeping, reading, angry, happy…
He is the only one who has not seen this.
And in my eyes and in the eyes of all, he is steady and strong, and he will never be weak before men.
But what does that have to do with me?
Guman is right. Late love is lighter than grass.
“And besides, you’re a sexual molester. You’re not going to do that on the front page, are you? I’m sorry.
He looked at me, and looked at me, and he was greedy: “What can I do? I’m sorry.
I’m a little sick. What’s the difference between him and Wang Kin?
“Sing always takes care of himself. I’m sorry.
I tried to go under his arm, but he grabbed the back of his neck.
Jin-thong! * I’m a little more angry and afraid *
What does he want?
His eyes were a little lost, and he kept saying my name: “Read, read…”
“Dirty. I’m sorry.
I bit him hard, he ate the pain, but he didn’t let me go.
Until I smelled blood in my mouth, he kept his position.
And he approached me, and his eyes were filled with tenderness: “Remember Me and Lin-Buk brook, there is nothing. I’m sorry.
“How many times do I have to say it? I don’t give a shit! I took a deep breath, and it exploded, “Whom you should be with, it’s none of my business! I’m sorry.
“Read, keep it down. It’s not like you. I’m sorry.
I was laughed, and I didn’t say anything, and I kicked him in the face.
I ran away quickly and didn’t even look at him again.
21
When I ran back to my room, I was still upset.
I don’t know. How did Tsingtai get that?
It makes me feel strange and scary.
“Sister.” I’m sorry.
The way is good.
“What happened? Why are you so white?”
I didn’t say anything. He soon had a guess: “It’s Jing-tao.” I’m sorry.
“I’m fine. I’m sorry.
And when I had said it, I held him in my arms, and I heard his strong heart beat.
“Want to go back?”
I shook my head: “I promised my cousins that they would stay the night.” I’m sorry.
And he bowed his head and pecked at my face: “He who listens to his sister, I will be with you before leaving, and will never give the old man a chance.” I’m sorry.
And in the middle of the night We were awakened and leaned aside unconsciously, seeking to hide in the arms of those who were with them.
But the way is not in bed.
I left my room in my coat when I was a little scared.
There’s a lot of noise outside from the end of the corridor.
I saw the clock on the wall. It’s 2:00 in the morning.
What are you doing at this hour?
I had a bad feeling about it, and then I stepped up.
Indeed, the way was right with him, and he was riding on him, scolding, “Do you lack love?” What are you thinking about someone’s wife for? He said he punched him hard again.
It’s full of people, but no one dares to pull them off.
“The way is good! I’m sorry.
And when he heard my voice, he raised his head, and his cheeks were blue and his lips were stained with blood.
Doesn’t look good.
His eyes were bright, his voice was high, as if he wanted to do something.
I sunk my face: “Get up. I’m sorry.
He looked at me, too, and looked at me, and his whole face looked worse than the road.
I’m not happy with the way I see it.
“Read. I’m sorry.
And when Zheng cried out to me, I thought I had not heard it, and set the road straight ahead.
And We raised our toes, and trimed his hair before his forehead, and held his hand: “Go, take medicine, and go home.” I’m sorry.
His eyes were bright, his head was nodded, his hand was in my waist.
He raised his head up like a cock.
I’m puffing my lips.
I’ll settle with him when I get back to my room.
“Read.” I’m sorry.
The road looked bad: “Remember your head! I’m sorry.
What a child.
He ignored him and looked at me and said: “I am also wounded. I’m sorry.
I think it’s funny.
“You’re hurt back to your fiancée. What did you say to my wife?”
That’s what my wife calls my face.
And We squeezed his mouth, and made his way for him: “Don’t speak fast, go away, and deal with the wounds.” I’m sorry.
And he did not stop and kissed me in front of my face.
And We strangled a soft flesh between his waist, and he laughed like a successful cat, and if he looked to Zimunka in vain, he would be content.
I didn’t see Jing-ting, I took the road and left.
He went into the room and his kiss fell overboard.
And We were soft in his arms, and he leaned in my ear, and he breathed hot, “Is it okay, sister?”
It’s funny. We lived together for months. He never touched me.
My memories of such things are certainly not as good.
The road was clear and I didn’t want to, so I was never forced.
Always point to stop.
I caught him in the neck.
“Sister said yes. I’m sorry.
By the time I woke up, it was more than 10:00.
The way has been in my arms, and as soon as I look up I can see his chin with clear lines.
I couldn’t bear to kiss.
He wakes up and kisses me back, and says, “Why don’t you sleep a little longer?” I’m sorry.
“I can’t sleep. I’m sorry.
He’s got a nice skin. He’s got a nice skin.
He holds my hand and his eyes are bright and bright: “So let’s continue what we didn’t finish yesterday. I’m sorry.
My face was red and I hit him with another hand: “Stop it.” I’m sorry.
He kissed my finger: “I really want to take my sister with me every day.” I’m sorry.
He’s talking about love.
This is the first time I’ve been openly favoured.
22
Sister, come home with me. I’m sorry.
And when the way had taken my hand so well, he had already taken control of my life, and whenever he looked at me with his clean and excessive eyes, I answered him with a plea.
But not this time, I’m not ready.
If it had not been for Mr. and Mrs. Lu ‘ s urgent stay abroad, I would not have promised to accompany him to his cousin ‘ s engagement.
He saw my attitude and sat down again.
“I won’t go either. I’ll spend the afternoon with you. I’m sorry.
“No, Mrs. Lu has called three times. I’m sorry.
“Sister, I assure you, they’ll like you, come back with me. I’m sorry.
I shaked my head, he twitched and bit on my shoulder.
I was in pain and in shock, and I said, “Are you a dog? I’m sorry.
He saw the tears of my eyes and kissed my face.
That’s when the bell rings.
Who’s here?
Guman, she said she’d come to me sometime. I’m sorry.
I said go over there and open the door.
The situation is very different than I thought.
And the way was standing behind me, and the sound was loud: “Dad, Mom, what brings you here?” I’m sorry.
Looking at the two men at the door, who were well-maintained and completely different from middle-aged men, my brain stopped.
I don’t know if they heard what I just said. I’m scolding them indirectly…
“Daddy” and “Mom” came out.
The man behind me is smiling.
I’m embarrassed. I just want to bury my head in the sand.
“My parents, change the shoes, I don’t care to clean up.” I’m sorry.
Mrs. Lu was surprised to pick the eyebrows: “Can you cook?” I’m sorry.
“A little, but my wife did well.” I’m sorry.
I stabbed him with my elbow to make him stop talking.
And he smiled and he held me even tighter.
Mrs. Lu’s shoes were changed, and she said, “Well, you don’t have to come back for a few times, so we don’t come to you,” and said, “You don’t care about your son.” I’m sorry.
Mrs. Lu, she’s not what I imagined.
I went to the kitchen and poured them two cups of tea: “Grandpa, drink tea.” I’m sorry.
Mrs. Lu took out a big red bag from her bag: “How terrible is your mother and father to hear, so call after it. This is my gift to my daughter-in-law.” I’m sorry.
“Mom, you didn’t give me that much money before.” I’m sorry.
“What are you doing with it?” I gave it to my daughter-in-law! I’m sorry.
He took it seriously: “This is our common property.” I’m sorry.
“Where’s your gift?” I’m sorry.
Mr. Lu is going to be much lower-key, with only a thin card in the red bag, but it looks like it’s a lot of money.
“Thank you … Dad. I’m sorry.
Mr. Lu said, “Well, change of mouth.” I’m sorry.
It’s too soon.
And the way was so good that it rolled up its sleeves and believed in it: “Daddy, Mother, sit down and see me show you hands. I’m sorry.
I was just about to get up, and he pulled me down and looked at my belly and said, “Honey, sit down and rest. I’m sorry.
Mrs. Lu’s eyes are lit up.
“The baby’s a few months old?
It’s a good way to dig and jump.
“Mom, not yet. I’m sorry.
When the first mother shouted, the second and third sound became much smoother.
Mrs. Lu looks at the teeth marks on my shoulder and smiles at me: “Hold on, I’ve recently prepared more for the baby. I’m sorry.
My face is a little red.
“Sister, help me! I’m sorry.
What a mess.
He stood at the centre of the chaos, with black smoke in the pot.
I ended up eating outside.
Roads are so obsessed with this failure that they want to show their hands once they have a chance.
I couldn’t help but watch him in the kitchen.
But things are going in a strange direction.
“Sister, this is it. It’s very nice. I’m sorry.
I shot down his hand, and I was ashamed and angry: “The way is good!” What’s in your head? I’m sorry.
He rubbed me in the head, “All are sisters. I’m sorry.
His hands slipped into my back.
I can’t take him.
It’s like being loved.
23
Our wedding is scheduled for September 9.
“Sister is beautiful today.” I’m sorry.
“You’re not bad either. I’m sorry.
He’s coming to kiss me, and I slap him, “The make-up’s going to spend. I’m sorry.
And he spat his mouth, and put his head on my shoulder, and his hands touched my abdomen, and moved softly: “Sister, her name is 99.” I’m sorry.
“Okay. I’m sorry.
That’s what he’s happy about.
That’s when someone sent something.
The outer layer of the packaging is folded, and it’s very tight.
I took it apart. It was a crystal ball.
In a crystal ball, everything recovers and springs, and a little girl in a red dress stands in front of her villa, smiling brightly, and there is nothing in her face.
The little girl’s eyebrow is so finely carved, so beautifully.
It’s the first time I’ve met Jin-thong.
“This dirty old man! “The way to bite his teeth, his brows are so tight, he plays memory killing…”
I pinched his wrist: “You don’t like it, go back.” I’m sorry.
“No retreat, you’re in the crystal ball. I’m sorry.
Childish.
It was his invitation.
He’s so angry when the gift arrives.
No, he’s gonna take me around in front of Zen and declare his ownership.
And I laughed, and he made it up: “Put it in the basement.” I’m sorry.
“Well, put it in the basement. I’m sorry.
And he choked on my waist, and breathed through my ears: “Nun, do not think of him. I’m sorry.
“The wedding is about to begin. I’m sorry.
His voice was low: “Now the groom can kiss the bride.” I’m sorry.
“There’s no such thing as a marriage! “Well, the road is good!” I’ve got lipstick!
“I’ll pay for it. Haven’t I paid for it all for you? I’m sorry.
After that, the groom is the bride’s.
One.
The first time I saw her, I was in sketch class.
She’s a model for that class.
I was late, I was in class, and I saw her in the center.
There’s not a lot of Asian faces in school, and I can’t help but look at them.
The soft sun fell on her face, and she was a really good model, and she kept her head down a little bit, and she had no idea what she was thinking.
She didn’t notice me.
The noise outside seems to have nothing to do with her.
The boys sitting in front of me, speaking in Russian, being mean.
I kicked them in the chair and returned in Russian: “Be respectful.” I’m sorry.
She’s finally attracted to us, looking up and looking down at us.
Do you know what love is at first sight?
I was with her.
Two.
I haven’t seen her in a long time.
The last meeting abroad was at Charlie Street’s restaurant.
She’s a waiter there, with a cold face and a blue eye.
It took me a long time to find out that I had been trying to level the twilight, and then this impulse became more emotional without realizing it.
A drunk man behaves dirty and wants to hold her.
I can’t see it. I was trying to help her.
And she tripped the man and looked down at him, and she said, “Screw you!”
Splendid.
Then she took off her apron and went outside.
It was snowy, and she was standing under a street light, and there was a flash of light and a teary face.
I ran out and she was gone.
3
I never saw her again.
Until we get home.
It is hard for me to describe the mood of that moment, and the moment when it suddenly becomes meaningful.
Turns out her name was Xue. Hsui Xian, unforgettable.
This time I didn’t hesitate to stand up.
I asked her to invite me to dinner, but I deliberately said there was no time today.
This is the next chance.
4
Her interviewer is me.
She’s surprised.
But there have never been so many coincidences in the world.
Just I made a heartful man.
I understand the tears in her eyes, and I know that she’s lonely and has only one friend.
It’s okay, from now on, and me.
5
No one can resist the dog.
I got close to her a little bit, invaded her life.
We met Tsing Tsing and Lin White Creek in Chang City.
I’ve seen them at parties once in a while.
She’s been a parent since she was a kid and she knows them well.
I can see that she likes Zimmin.
Yeah, well, they grew up together, nothing to say.
Lim White Creek even saw her as a potential enemy.
From Lim White Creek’s behavior, I can tell that Zingtao doesn’t care about her.
I don’t care what he wants to love with Lindbergh Creek.
I’m just heartbroken.
Think he’s good for it?
He does not seem to understand that what is missing is a blatant preference, rather than his secretive feelings of deception.
But right now, it gives me a chance.
The plants that are poured with their hearts will bloom.
Six.
I told you, no one can refuse a dog.
I closed the assistant’s 100 moves on “The Spectator.”
Tonight at the table, maybe we can try a second confession.
7
I can’t stand it, I’ll tell you in the car.
She promised.
Yeah.
8
I picked her up at Tsing’s.
That old man probably regrets it.
Oh, late.
My flowers are protected by me.
9
I’ve never met a man who’s so ugly.
Does he not understand?
How dare he touch my people?
When she fell asleep, I went out with my hands and feet, and I found Timon, and I was the first to swing my fist.
We’re getting more and more moving.
When she came, I was a little scared to find out what was wrong with Zimbai in her face.
OKAY NO.
I’m the one she loves most.
10
Want to take her home.
She seems not ready yet.
What are we gonna do?
She just stood there enough for everyone to like.
He’s blind.
It’s a good thing my mom came to see my daughter-in-law.
Well, my parents are happy.
Their youngest son does not like men, but hides a man in his heart for a long time.
There’s one word for it, you have to.
Eleven.
It’s nice to read the wedding dress.
When she came out of the dressing room, I even complained about her low level of culture and the difficulty of describing her in words.
12
Married!
I’ve married someone I’m thinking about.
Thank God she didn’t disappear.
13
When I was eight weeks pregnant, I became a vomiting source of thought.
She threw up as soon as she smelled me, and then it turned out to be when she saw me.
This…
My mom heard about this, she said nothing, and she got her own home.
Leave me alone in the empty room.
I’ve never been so miserable in my life.
I haven’t touched my wife in seven days!
On the night of the month when the dark wind was high, We entered the villa of the wayrs, and came to the bed whereon we read.
She’s been eating and throwing up lately, and she’s lost a lot of weight and I’m looking at it.
I haven’t kissed her yet. She’s wrinkled, her eyes open and she throws up again.
Spit me out.
My mom sleeps next door, hears noises, sees me helpless, starts stabbing me.
Way to go, risk.
14
A large brand was erected in front of the house.
“The road is good and dogs are forbidden to enter.” I’m sorry.
My mom’s allergic to dogs. My wife’s allergic to me.
I can’t wait to see the video that my mom sent me.
15
Finally, when I was 12 weeks pregnant, things got better.
16
It’s a baby!
She’s tired.
Never again.
My mom gave me 99, it’s a girl.
Small, red, like a little fireball.
And ugly, wrinkled, neither like me, nor like me.
My mother heard my speech, hugged 99 to the nurse and stung my sleeve.
“When you were born, you weren’t as good as my little granddaughter! You’re not a human being yet? I’m sorry.
I am not right.
17
Hey, don’t lose the baby. It’s nice to grow.
18
I’m 95, just like I was when I was a kid, but I’m like her mother.
“This is not the way home!”
That little girl is smart.
“Daddy, take you to a good meal. I’m sorry.
She looked at me in a murky way, “Where’s Mom?” I’m sorry.
“At home, we’ll bring back some food and surprise her. I’m sorry.
She cheered, “Daddy’s favorite! I’m sorry.
She’s a good girl.
When I got to the box, I saw Jin-thong.
Well, old man, good maintenance. I’m sorry, it’s a lonely old man.
He saw the little girl in my arms, and he looked up.
I took out the lollipop from her mouth and said, “Ninety-nine, call Uncle.” I’m sorry.
It doesn’t mean anything else, just to show off on your daughter.
Who’d have seen that?
“The daughter of Lou is so lovely.” I’m sorry.
“Because 99 looks like a mother.” I’m sorry.
The matron hasn’t spoken much except for work.
As we were about to leave, he went down in front of the 999 and asked, “Can 999 give his uncle a hug?” I’m sorry.
It’s soft, I hear it all.
She’s not afraid of people, she looks at her face when she’s a little girl.
I brought her here to make old men jealous, not to make their brothers happy!
“999, if you don’t come home, Mom should be angry. I’m sorry.
That’s why the little girl came off him and asked me to hold him.
Go back and get her mother a nice bath.
It was me who got beat up when I got home.
“The way is good! Where did you take her? You dare to bring her to work together! I’m sorry.
I was enjoying a gentle and violent assault, and the little girl was there watching it, “Mama, there’s so much to eat and there’s a handsome uncle!” I’m sorry.
Didn’t we agree that this was our secret?
What’s this little tampons? It’s a little tattered vest in winter!
Forget it. A little piece of vest is better than nothing.
And my daughter is the most beautiful flower vest in the world.
The end–
## Eat watermelon without spitting watermelon skin
Case number: YX012l6Pe55wJ4abA
Edited in 2022-01-18 18.20 • Prohibition of reproduction
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
