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She had just come out of prison. In 2007, she was in a bar. Someone at the table opposite me whistled at her and invited her to drink with me. I drank too much, so I pulled out the dagger I brought with me and stabbed me. This stab lasted fifteen years. I remember that when I entered, there were people all over the street. It's about praying to Buddha, it's cold on a lonely sandbank, etc. It's been fifteen years, things have changed. She came to see me once last year and told me she was getting married. I didn't tell her about commutation of her sentence. After a brief chat, I turned around and left. In the past 15 years, I have farmed, raised pigs and made clothes. , My heart has long been calm. After I came out, I went to see her downstairs once. She was very happy. I was also very happy. It was time for me to think about my life. I had a dream last night. The problem was 15 years ago. Familiar streets and familiar scenes, but I just couldn't find the familiar one. Man, I woke up crying in the dream. The past cannot be taken back. Now all that is left is nostalgia. I am almost 30 and suddenly feel confused. I often can't sleep at night. I sit on the road, drinking wine and smoking alone. I don't know how to take the road ahead. The night before her wedding, I secretly came downstairs to her house. I saw the words "Happy" on the window at the door and the lights in the house were on. I didn't dare to disturb her, so I squatted downstairs and smoked cigarettes one after another. Soon it was daybreak, and there was the sound of car horns and firecrackers in the distance. I knew that the wedding car was coming to pick her up. She was going to be someone else's bride today. She looked very beautiful today. I watched her get into the wedding car. The firecrackers went off and the car drove away. I was still following behind the convoy. Suddenly my phone rang. It was a text message from her. Don't send it. I will be yours in the next life, okay? Forget me, I cried heartbreakingly that day. Not long after, her best friend told me that she saw me squatting downstairs and smoking non-stop that day. She also cried all night and stayed up all night. I have no regrets anymore. Whether I succeed or fail, everything will be in vain when I turn around. Life or death, life only lasts a hundred years, so why should I be obsessed with one result. The only thing I want to do now is to go home and charge my phone. The phone is out of battery and I can't continue editing.

I think not many people know him.

I also discovered this book by accident. After reading it, I felt that it was very appetizing, but there is also a small problem. I hope the author can adopt you. One key to the problem of live broadcast is people. No one knows whether there are poachers or criminals watching the author's live broadcast. So I suggest that the author can add a set of measures for wildlife protection. Although it is just a novel, I think this is a matter of attitude and mentality. I hope the author will consider it. If the author sees and adopts it, please give me a note. Thank you.

If you like this book, come and beat me up, don't pity me just because I'm a delicate flower 🌚🌚🌚

You have written that your status as an expert is valued, but are you still afraid of being arranged? You told Douyu officials that you didn't join the union just to change hands for money?

If a friend reads this book, don't read the bad comments in the book review section. You won't know if this book is good until you read it. I am not a sailor, just an ordinary reader. Just because this book is very attractive to me, I give it full marks and highly recommend it. I hope there are friends who like this book as much as I do. [Emot=default,01/]

She was getting married, so I drove 400 kilometers overnight and rushed to her downstairs. I saw her daughter on the door downstairs. The lights in the room were still on. I didn't dare to disturb her. I took a few bottles of beer from the car and sat on a park chair downstairs in her house. I finished the wine and smoked a pack of cigarettes. It was almost dawn. The whistle blower came from all the way. I knew that the car to pick her up was coming. Today she was going to be someone else's bride. It's a pity that the groom was not me. The convoy left and I kept following behind. Suddenly a text message came from my phone. It was... From her. She said, "Don't give it away. I will marry you in the next life. Forget me." That day my heart hurt like countless needles. I cried and was very sad. Later I heard from a friend that she had been watching me drinking and smoking from behind the curtain that night and cried all night... I wish her happiness.

This is the bungara snake

Here I wish everyone a happy New Year!

I will definitely be pushed down again...[Emot=default,50/]