The most gentle, the low head!
Growing up, I must marry you. Nine years old. Lynn is said to speak. When you say this, the sun in the early winter is playing on her little cheeks, panned. It's a flat heartbeat. From that, he often imagined a certain day after several years, he pulled his beloved to the marriage of the marriage. How beautiful is it? He thinks so, can't help but laugh. Very happy. He often takes her to the street. They look at people in the street. When you are hot, you will save the lunch money given by your parents, buy two popsicles, one person. Then I looked at Lin Xiao head and carefully finished eating. A very serious sample. At that time, he suddenly thought, if you can watch her eating a popsicle like this, he would rather nothing. Eight years. Eight years later, he and she had a college, both famous universities, Lin Xue's chemistry, and classified is a computer. Just, he is in Shanghai, and she is in Beijing. The days separated by two sites. He often remembers that they are going shopping in the street in the hot summer day; often think of him and her one person to eat a popsicle; often think of her to him, grow up, I must marry you. His heart suddenly waited for a warmth. Gently. Have a heart. Summer vacation. He ran from Shanghai to Beijing to see her. At the train outlet, he saw her, holding a bunch of red roses. Smile in a brilliantly. The sun in the early spring is sprinkled on the long hair of her, and it is beautiful to be dizzy. Len. He walked over. Lightly. You came. level. She smiled. Give him the rose in your hand. I have a classmate to rent a house in school. I originally planned to work in Beijing in the summer. Her parents don't want her to go back. She knows that you are coming, give me the key before leaving. She still laughed and said to him. He followed her to the rented house. The house is located on the door of the school. A row of Wutong in the street. The leaves extend to the window. Diffuse faint fragrance. He looked at her quietly. Len. He gently summed it. what's happenin? She turned her head and looked at him. There is already a disturbing in the eyes. I didn't see you for half a year. You have changed a lot. He smiled. The inner heart is covered. Yes it is. Everyone will change in front of the years. Everyone is impossible to change. Her eyes are fixed on the phoenix leaves in front of the window. His heartbeat is jumping. I can't help but reach out to gently pull her hand. She turned over. The eyes are touched with his hot eyes to escape. She lowered her head. Full face is shame. He saw the heart of the gods. Gently pulled her. It's tightly in your arms. He felt that her body tremble slightly. He took her low-vane face and kissed her ruddy lips. do not. She reached out and pressed on his lips. He didn't pay attention. Old kisses on her lips. His hand began to slide on her smooth skin. She felt a pain in the body. Open your eyes and looked at a pepper leaf out of the tree, it was slightly drifted in the breeze, and finally fell on the bed. Tears suddenly dripped from her eyes. One month later. She received a letter from him from Shanghai. Just torn envelope. A flat piece of paper dropped from the envelope. She picked up. That is a popsicle paper. It is the kind of unique ten years ago. She put it on the table and launched a letter. Len. Are you ok? Send a popsicle paper for me to collect eight years. Ten years. I can't forget the girl who went shopping in the street in the hot summer and my hand; I can't forget the girl with me a popsicle; I can't forget that the girl who has to marry me. do you know. When I came to see you in Beijing, when you hold the fire red rose, look at me, when you stand in front of me, I will swear in my heart, I must marry you. Be sure to stay with you a lifetime. Do you know, it is your gentleness of your low head to touch me. With your days, I will never be alone. Love you is in Shanghai. She gave him a letter. Only a line of calligraphy written on a letter written in the letterhead.
Although parents want to study abroad, I don't go, because I love you. That autumn, he is happy. He is often alone in a long walk. Looking at the broad road, people come to people, he will suddenly think of him and Lin's future, then laughed silly. From Fudan main entrance, there is a new online company in the cultural garden of Wuchuan Road. He will often log in to this website on the Internet cafes, watching the IDs that are familiar with and unfamiliar. Looking at them warmly in the forum, his heart will suddenly have a warmth. He began in a forum called "small money". He feels that he is a person belonging to a drift. Decadent expression. Dark mood. Like wandering, rarely stay. Soon, someone replied to his post. It is a girl who is called. she says. I guess you must be a student of Fudan. He feels very surprised. Although he rarely returned to others on the forum. But this time he is still back. Why. He wrote these words behind him. Because the decadent and sadness of the decades in your language. A small man is very small. At the same time, it is very similar. Only the students who come out have this taste. Say. He suddenly felt that he was interested in this girl called Xiao. So he started there. The first time the stay. When people are tired, they should be restless. After a long time, you will always look for home. I am also the same? He asked himself. Then laugh. June. Liline has not been trusted for more than a month. There is no phone call. He went to the phone. But I have not been there. Finally, he got a message after he had went countless calls: Lin has been abroad ahead of the diploma for more than a month before going abroad. No contact should be left before leaving. He suddenly felt the sky to turn around. Go out with friends. Drink a lot of wine, then come back, sleep. Almost forgotten all the sadness in your heart. Suddenly, I suddenly hired. Then from the bed and drink a lot of cold water. Looking at the dark night, gloomy color. The wind blows in from the open window and gently circles in the house. Then he felt the eyes wet. He found a job in a computer company in Nanjing West Road. When I didn't do anything, he began to write wildly. Posthand will be placed in the forum. People on the Forum began to discuss him from boiling. His post will have a lot of replies. He will take care of every reply, but never reply. He is determined to start writing a novel. very long. I don't know when I can end. He often escaped classes all over the world, and he hid himself in the room. One day, I started at 6 pm. I have been writing at night. The middle is constantly drinking. When writing 10,000 words. He suddenly felt a stomach pain. Then lying on the bed, quietly looking at the square word on the computer screen. I suddenly thought they gained himself. Quiet and peaceful. His tears suddenly flowed out from the eyes. Drink on the floor. Splashing a beautiful tear. In the yellow light, it is blooming in the dark flowers. Finally one day. He saw a sentence written by others in the forum. Flat. I want to see you. At 8 o'clock in the evening. National Road bookstore. The post will write a word.潇. Although it is not a bustling location, it is lively outside the country in the evening. Three three two two people in the population. Tour in the cold wind in winter. When he walked into the National Second Bookstore, he stood ten customers in the bookstore. The bookstore owner is surrounded by a scarf, sitting at the table. He won four. It was found that there was a girl in the corner of the bookstore to read a book quietly on the bookshelf. He took the track and went straight.潇. He called. The girl looked up. This is a very pure girl. Long hair is on the shoulder. Like water-like Ming Hao just removed from the book, it seems a bit confused. She laughed. level. You came. He took her to the music bar to drink. In a touch of music. She stared quietly with him. Naughty in the mouth of the mouth. A new look of a new person. Your text is very decadent. I like it very much. I smiled and said. So, you are also Fudan. He looked at the smile. Yes it is. This year is the big four. She paused for a while. Then, how is Lin now mentioned in your article? gone.
