Chapter 567

Everyone has his own * and so do I. am I qualified? hear nothing of.

Calm down. I decided that it was better to take one step at a time; My life is probably the same way, the arrangement is too good, people are not as good as days. It turns out that's true again and again.

Plans don't change as fast as I can. I'm on the battlefield. Open the door of Yin Yijie. Step in and stand near the door.

He fell asleep and turned pale. A kind of morbid white, not ivory white when he was healthy; White in white, not white in pink.

I think. He probably doesn't really fit in red this way. Because it'll make him look less healthy.

I also think that he is probably terrible. He just has to bear it all the time. There's only * in my head. And forget all about me.

Well. Just keep forgetting when you remember. Maybe, we can go back to the original. Is it?

Lonely kite flying in the sky, want to know what's in the distance, happy children shake their mother's hand and say I want to grow up quickly... Youth is like an open door, you can't go back out, chasing treasure, holding happiness as short as falling flowers. La... We smile and say don't be afraid, don't be afraid, la... Is always the correct answer in the book, la... We cry and say don't look back, don't look back, la... Life doesn't need any answers, black and white youth after the disillusionment of colorful.

This is a question that has no correct answer. The falling flowers are withering away, and the green spring will not belong to us when we come again.

Maybe I should give him a kiss goodbye or something, but I don't think it's so sad. When he's well, I can still make him... Comfortable at the door. He is the witness of our relationship. Maybe... After the disillusionment of the five colors, youth is left with black and white, simple, all the truth.

He also seems to be old, with light wrinkles on his face.

Six years, soon to be seven years, we have met for seven years.

The seven-year itch, is it like this? There is probably no answer in the book?

Yin Yijie has been sleeping, I'm not sure whether he pretended to sleep or fainted, or really fell asleep.

But isn't it good to leave like this?

I will not promise that I will wait for him to come back; I will not be generous to say that I forgive all his offenses; Life, sometimes so confused to move forward, when you think the most sober.

"Summer will take you to the airport. Don't worry about it here." Comfortable and quiet.

Xingli Mingfeng has been taken away. I only have a small bag, the ordinary one.

Standing in the living room, I didn't think I could do anything more, so I left.

At the door, summer was standing beside the car with a kind smile.

I think that Yin Yijie made a lot of money here?

Look, Liu Ping's attitude towards customers is very good. Maybe it's better than treating his mother, because customers are gold owners.

"Call me a car and go. It's too much trouble for you." My polite smile is becoming a professional smile.

Although I have been taken good care of by the people lying inside since I was 15 years old, occasionally clients would say so, and I also follow suit.

"It doesn't matter. I just got to Chicago. It's just a turn."

Summer seems to be very American, but it sounds a bit like my style.

Well, at least it's more polite than a lot. I really hate to respect and adore you. I'm going to take you to the airport and so on.

It's not close to the airport. It takes an hour or two. I'm not sure; Anyway, it's a big favor.

After hesitation, I thought that since Tracy didn't come to see me off in his busy schedule, summer's sending should be a truth, which I can easily accept.

Needless to say, farewell, no photos, or in my heart, I'm gone.

Sitting in the car, Ming Feng called me. He had already got a lot of things; Some of the fresh things, let the express delivery company will only be half damaged.

OK, just take it. We'll just pay for the excess luggage. It doesn't matter how much.

He also wants to come back to pick me up, I think, no need; He's really hard. I'm not so coquettish. I need someone to follow me with a diaper.

"I'm sorry I didn't show you around in such a hurry."

Summer is very enthusiastic. I just don't know if he will say welcome, my pleasure, my honor to the patient?

I haven't studied it yet. I don't know how I feel when I'm happy that someone else is sick?

Maybe I'm glad you came to me when you were sick. Is that more comfortable?

I don't feel very well. I'm sick. Shouldn't everyone... Say sorry? Or do you say I'm sorry with tears? Ha!

"You're welcome. I'm the one who ventured to come. Please forgive me for interrupting you." To be decent, I have to remember that research is another matter.

"Would you like some supper? There's a convenience store over there. I just need to add some gas. " Summer pointed to the 24-hour shop on the side of the road. There was a place to refuel. I don't know if this is the legendary motel. I'm not in the mood to study it. I'm full of food, and my heart is stuffy. When I'm around, foreigners park their cars next to the convenience store, paying money and taking things. They don't even bother to get off the car. It's very efficient. There are also beautiful women to make attractive posture, rub to the refueling man's side. There came a red fragrant car, and the beautiful driver was half lying in the driver's seat, a little bit of Yan Yijie's crazy bull... I suddenly felt blessed and wanted to go back to see Yin Yijie. Why? I don't know. There is such a strong feeling. The posture of the beautiful woman and the red car probably remind me of the dream on the plane. I lie in a pool of blood and feel weak all over; Yin Yijie stood in front of me, he stood in front of me. No, I have to go back immediately. I'm full of blood and irritability. I can't control it more than a man suddenly thinks. Never had such a strong feeling, heart tremor of my whole body shaking, a tight muscle, myocardial contraction is very strong; It makes me have no time to think about it. Between lightning and flint, I saw a taxi. I jumped into the car and told him SC hospital. He even knew. Just know. It's much easier. There are midnight radio love songs in the car, and sexy female singers sing them... But I'm not in the mood to listen to them, and I'm not interested in what male singers sing; I just feel that there is something unfinished, let me go back, such as say good by? I don't know. I just feel that if I want to look back at him, I have to go back! Coldly, looking at the rapid return of the car along the road, I remembered that I might have to worry about black cars or kidnapping robbers when I went out, but I was already in the car, and I was afraid it was useless. The road is right. It should be OK, I think. After a while, the phone rang and I hung up without saying a word. Telephone, sometimes more than a lot, I don't need. What I need is to know the strong feeling and what I'm going to do. I opened the window, the cold night wind whistling in, I shivered. The driver looked at me curiously, and I picked my eyebrows coldly. Do you have any opinions? The driver was a black man with a grin on his face, and he drove his car attentively, whistling and speechless. I gradually calm down, or quiet down, but the strong feeling in my heart is still. I don't know what other people's stroke symptoms are, but I feel quite like what I am now; Although the look let me down, but in my heart, is still that kind of feeling. The road was smooth. When I didn't notice, the car had already entered SC hospital. It's midnight, not visiting time. The fat guard at the door doesn't let the car in. OK, I'll get out of the car and go by myself. Although I haven't looked inside from the door, I still have a sense of direction. The guard looked at me curiously. He didn't know where he judged that I was harmless or could visit. In short, he let me go without any obstruction. Maybe he knows me, I think. After all, patients like Yin Yijie are rare; There may not be many guests sent by summer himself, so he knows me. The night wind is very cold, every corner of the world may be cold, I think. When you are cold, the effect of mink coat will be greatly limited. The streetlights are dim and yellow. It's probably the same color all over the world. I don't care whether the style of street lamp is the same all over the world, or because summer, the operator here, is a Chinese, which has nothing to do with me.