That sweet and sour spareribs, Huo Chenfei has no chance to taste.

Muye and his mother died in the fire. When they wake up, Mufu kneels down in front of their bodies and kowtows: "I'm wrong. I shouldn't have burned you if you want to escape I'm wrong. I'll never drink or gamble again! "

Huo Chenfei was there at that time. She went over and gave the wooden father a loud slap.

She hit people for the first time, but no matter how kowtow and cry, his family couldn't come back.

He was taken away with intentional homicide, how the rest of his life, Huo Chenfei is not known.

All she knew was that after that day, she seemed to forget how to laugh.

She was seriously ill, but life went on.

She inherited Muye's tattoo shop, because Muye taught her at the beginning, and she learned to draw when she was a child, and she really used her heart, so she started very quickly.

She bought the refitted cross-country that Muye had rented and drove it everywhere she went.

However, no one reminded her that it was cold and needed to add clothes. She was reminded not to forget her umbrella when the weather changed.

No one would carry her through the alleys of light and darkness, saying that they would be wheelchair bound when they were too old to carry her.

There was no proud man who said that even if Huo Chenfei's family was rich, he had to support his family as a man, so he refused all the subsidies. Even if two people went out to eat, he would never let Huo Chenfei take out a point.

Huo Chenfei thought of the past, crying out of breath: "all blame you, why are you so good to me? How do you make me forget? Tomorrow will be five years. How can I forget it? "

Beiming and Mo are still looking at the girl beside him. His throat knot is rolling, but he still doesn't know what to say.

Huo Chenfei cried to the end and began to belch.

Beiming and Mo are afraid of her discomfort, so they stretch out their arms to help her.

She was getting better. Maybe she was tired of crying. She couldn't cry any more. She just looked at Beiming and Mo, which made him more and more confused.

I don't know how long after that, a sudden weight came from the shoulder. Beiming and Mo turned their eyes to see that the girl beside him was already asleep.

Her eyelids were swollen, her eyelashes were wet, and her head was resting on his shoulder and she fell asleep quietly.

But perhaps the dream is not very good, her delicate eyebrows slightly frown, let some people want to smooth her.

Beiming and Mo's fingers moved, but they still didn't.

He did not wake up Huo Chenfei, so he still sat on the sofa, by the shoulder of the girl quietly asleep.

Time one minute one second past, Huo Chenfei has no intention to wake up.

She just occasionally murmured something, but Beiming and Mo held their breath and listened carefully, but they didn't hear clearly.

The snow outside is getting heavier and heavier. This is the first snow of this year's winter.

Beiming and Mo know that the shoulder girl watching the snow is no longer there, and the man once planned their future for her in this small tattoo shop.

"It's going to be over." He whispered to the girl on his shoulder.

The snow outside has covered the whole city with a layer of plain white. Beiming and Mo looked up and put their heads on the sofa and looked at the ceiling.

He came here more than once, but for the first time he noticed words on the ceiling.

It is a string of beautiful but natural English -

morrow is another day.

The inscription is one word: wild.

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