The tenth favorite of you _ section reading _1

"Your love that decade" Author: No instrument rather die
Introduction:
BE abuse, good story, good story
Modern, first abuse, post-trafficking, deep love, life-threatening
Play the wild scum attack & moderate calm
The people who have been clamoring for the walk are all in the last person who bent their heads and picked up the porcelain bowl that broke the ground. When I really want to leave, I just picked a windy and beautiful afternoon, wrapped the most frequently worn coat, and when I got out of the door, I never returned.
In the case of Jiang Wenxu, the knowledge of He Zhishu is that the air is water. It is a pity that it is arbitrarily squandered and fashionable. It can be regretted when one day is really lost.
"Where you go, it is the Cape of the World that I have to miss."
Chapter One
When it came out of the hospital, it snowed, and the cold snow fell on the face of He Zhishu with a cold wind. He was slow to realize that it seemed to be winter again.
The winter in Beijing is really cold. He Zhishu Mumu's hand-tidyed the scarf, and his hands were screwed with a few wrinkled test sheets. The heart is colder.
He stood under the stop sign and waited for the bus that didn't know when he could have it. His fingers were frozen and white. He took out the skilled dial-up of the mobile phone and dialed it after the automatic answer-up, but over and over again. Finally no one answered.
He Zhishu left the checklists into a garbage bin.
After more than half an hour, I finally came to the bus, and the car was rare. He Zhishu put his forehead on the glass window and dialed the phone again. This time someone picked it up.
"It's snowing today, winter." Fourteen years. The voice of He Zhishu was gentle and gentle, but the tears could not stop climbing.
Jiang Wenxu made a squeaking gesture from the little girl around him. He felt that it was annoying to say that He Zhishu’s words were like a mute. "Is there something? I am working overtime."
"Will you come back to eat at night? You haven't been back home for a long time." He Zhishu rubbed the silver ring on his right hand ring finger over his face, watching tears dripping on the back of his hand.
YOU ARE READING
10 years where i loved you the most chinese novel (Eng)
RandomThe person who always argues to leave is always the person who stoops and picks up the pieces of a broken bowl. But when he made up his mind to leave, he just put on his most commonly worn coat, left home in a breeze, sunny afternoon, and never came...
