His life, never need others to define what.

His life, never need to be controlled by others.

His life, just his life.

He decided for himself what road he should take and what kind of girl he should like.

Life, it seems very complex, but often so simple.

From beginning to end, he just liked her, that's all.

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In the old city where houses are scattered, the sun shines through the windows.

Scattered, pouring all over the ground.

In the living room, her hair was black.

A pair of golden sunflower picture frame is hung on the white wall, and two figures of intimate entanglement are reflected on the wall beside.

When did he like her?

Perhaps in Z, he was playing and singing in the street, looking through the crowd, and the first time he saw her leaning lazily on a wire pole.

Or maybe, in the pub where he sings, she and her friends are drinking in the dim yellow light.

Or maybe it was when she followed him silently and sent him home.

Or maybe it was when she followed him to his cold basement house

She was the boldest girl he had ever seen.

It's also the most quiet and reserved girl he's ever seen.

He can't remember when he fell in love with her.

But now he, no one knows better than him that this is the person he loves most in his life.

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On this day, Algeria afternoon, the sun is just right, the flowers are brilliant, the breeze is pleasant.

Everything is just fine.

This is the best of them.

In a flash of time, it has been more than two months since they solved the Algerian governor.

In the past two months, everything was normal. After the governor committed suicide, his organization was completely destroyed by the arms group.

Everything is in order.

There was no mistake.

However, they all know very well that the governor is not the end of the road. They still have a long way to go in the future and they will meet many things.

Good, bad, good, or bad.

However, they are people who have experienced great storms. They believe that no matter what happens in the future, they can solve it.

At that time.

Location, country D.

A long Lincoln was parked not far from a local noble college.

This is a high school college.

Most of them are 17-8-year-old teenagers, just when they are young and fashionable.

I'll stop.

"Miss Nian en, your mother asked me to tell you that when school is over, don't forget to hurry home. I'll wait here --"

"Bang --"

Without waiting for the driver George to finish, the girl got out of the car door impatiently and slammed it shut.

Leave the driver's words far behind.

"Boring!"

The girl's lips opened and closed, and two words popped out coldly.

Wearing a red and white plaid college Uniform suit, wearing a tie, the following is a red and white plaid skirt.

A long black hair, micro volume, was tied up by her, showing a white and bright, delicate and lovely face, but there is no emotion on that face, just the whole body is full of a bad atmosphere.

At this time, she was just the young girl's flowering age. She was so tender that she could squeeze out water.

Looking at the private aristocratic college in front of her, the girl walked to the corner and immediately turned around and ran away.

Yes, that's right. This girl, who is only half a year away from turning 18, is Jun nianen.

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