"What does this person think of me afterwards? I don't care, or what he is willing to think of me, I think of me, I have no meaning in many things. Maybe it's because of this situation that we understand many problems in the past. The more this situation, the more we think of many things in our eyes, the more we think of them clearly. The evil demons and heretics, you poison the world's sight is Huo Ting. When I see you, I will give you a ghost, destroy your fearless Western power and turn into a magic sword energy, which is very difficult, or some things look difficult or

It is not easy for me, but in fact, what I got in the end was not a particularly important issue. Now in this situation, hahahahaha, who is the winner here, who is the Divine Sword here, and the Divine Sword is out of Kaifeng. I didn’t expect that the most proud sentence of this work was under the enchanted sword, and there was no power to fight back. While he was whistling, his record suddenly became a huge black game, and the air gushed out from his eyebrows. It turns out that you are changing your heart and changing your heart, so you can go with me. The Divine Sword is a fish willing to burn for his father. Who would have thought that such a situation would happen?”

As always, he talked as usual, so he still said that he was still cute in the local eggs that he didn't have to care about chatting. When he continued to chat happily, he suddenly asked me, "Ah, by the way, do you have time after school today? If you have time and time, please accompany me to buy things. I want to buy new clothes. Didn't I buy it with you not long ago? This is meaningless, well, you really don't understand, so

It seems that this is the case. Just understand. I chatted happily with him like this, while walking along the road that I can’t be more familiar with, to school. This is a good road. So don’t forget it after school in the afternoon. After that, he and I walked towards their respective classes. I walked towards my own class and immersed in chatting with him today. When I was happy, someone patted my shoulder. When he turned around, he saw that it was my friend. He looked angry.

I looked angry, like I was laughing at me, and I heard me say it. This morning, I found a lot of things online. His name is Zhao Pengpeng. After I entered high school, I and their names were like each other. Now he is a very good friend of mine, and Zhao Pengpeng’s most common topics he talks to me every day is these related topics. I’m just like losing now. I just listened to him quietly talking to him. You are talking about these things again. Is there only these waste in your mind? What can I do? That video is so good, just watch this one quickly. Zhao Pengpeng excitedly showed me his video, so he was speechless, but I am also such a person, and my relationship with him is that I have a very good relationship with him. He will put inscriptions every night.

He seemed to see my mind and thoughts. Although I pretended to be speechless to him, he would still happily provide me with a lot of new information. But I don’t know if he really knew that I was really interested in it. When we had such common conversations, he asked me, and I told me, and I told me, "What should I do to do to be able to do it. I think he has been asking me this question recently. He seems to have a physical constitution that is born with, that is, he will often be unable to concentrate on class. These things are normal. We can summarize all these questions, but we always lose very little in the end.

The other person he remembered was an old man. He had difficulty walking. He had to use rattan sticks or even a tomb stick to make a back seat with a curved handle. When he walked into the car, he had to support the door with his other hand. He usually helped him. As soon as he entered the car, someone would give up his seat. Even if he was reluctant, the passengers would usually get up. He looked like an ordinary person. He really wanted to follow him, just like before, he ran with the layers of people, but at best he could only squeeze down the road with him in the same carriage, and when he stood in front of him, he was so far away, so he

He was very familiar with his facial features. He was not brave enough in his dress. He had no courage to speak to him anyway. The old man always hung his head and coaxed him to the five languages ​​around him to go home from work. A crowd rushed him elsewhere. He let the sprinting smells and hot people take him away. Only after being carried away and walking through the cross turns did he completely get rid of that part. It seemed that he was a foreign object, spit out by the underground world. Now he had to buy another ticket and return to the station. He also knew that if this continued, the money would be spent soon.

Why did he remember these two people first? I guess that's because they are always unchanged. Our actions and methods seem to be a little slower. Others are like rapids near rivers flowing from here to there, stirring up waves and turning out whirlpools, but they are all too satisfying to speed up. If that river will all take them all in the past. However, those two people are your literary career, so it seems so prominent in the crowd that the rules of the river are so prominent. Why can't they be restrained or restrained? I want to attract him this problem. After the subway station closed, he stood at the door in front of the station and waited for the woman wrapped in layers. When he almost gave up, the person finally appeared. His eyes were covered in cloth, in layers of clothes.

His figure was like a bucket. He asked him to follow him, and he followed him and he accumulated frankly, without any strength at all. He wanted to sit on the spot, and would sit anywhere. They walked past the wooden bridge covered by the big hole dug, walked through the fence of the Xilan West Pavilion with the iron horse poster, and then walked into an underground passage. They walked in the narrow corridor for a while, and then, very warm and comfortable. The woman pointed straight at the floor and signaled that she could sleep in that place. He lay down with her clothes and fell asleep. As he had long hoped, he slept very heavily, without a single thought in his mind, and closed his eyes, and only the picture of walking in the corridor just now appeared.

There was a fan in the dark room, and the door to the other room was open. The room was bright. There was a table. People sat around the table and spread their hands on the table. They sat very straight. They just sat outside and gathered. It was the other party who moved. He dared to swear that the man with a worker's hat was also among them. He slept very peacefully, nothing was awakened, and there was no sparse sound. He slept like a rock, resisting the stubborn waves, constantly striking her. He slept like a fallen tree, covered by the small and slow-growing mushrooms. He also had an interesting dream, dreaming of a makeup bag with a pattern of a baby elephant and a kitten, with brightly colored makeup bags.
Chapter completed!