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On the day my family went bankrupt, Alexey came to my newly moved apartment. It was small, old, and dusty.
When Alexey was at his poorest, he worked as a waiter in the restaurant of the aristocratic high school where I studied.
The bones are sharp, the eyebrows are stern, and the gray-blue ice fields condensed by the cold wind of Siberia are frozen in the pupils——
He has a Chinese-Russian mixed-race face that is so beautiful that it makes people want to treat him like a dog. He is so beautiful that people and gods are outraged.
I thought so and did so.
Therefore, I was once his master, and he was a mad dog abandoned by me, a sick dog that was kicked out. The day he entered the hospital for me, I was dancing in the bar.
He begged me to take a look at him, but I said impatiently, no, I don't want to look at poor people, don't let my fortune be ruined, and then immediately hung up the phone.
Now, I am sinking into the peeling leather sofa, looking at Alexey with my chin raised.
Wearing a crisp long black coat and a limited-edition metal watch, he still has a face that makes people and gods angry, but now he is no longer the poor dog, but the famous Crazy Wolf of Wall Street.
But my attitude was still condescending: "Why are you here? Come to see my jokes?"
Alexey was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled.
Then a document was thrown in front of me——
It is a transfer agreement for all assets in his name.
I stared wide-eyed and said, Alexey, you are crazy. You must be sick. If you are mentally ill, go and get treatment!
"Yeah, I'm crazy." Alexey grinned, "Gali, even if I die, I will crawl back from hell to find you -"
He grabbed my hand and pressed it hard on the most vulnerable part of his neck.
He said: "Master, you can never get rid of me."
So I went back to living a life of luxury and luxury, even more luxurious than before.
But Alexey is also becoming more and more abnormal.
The way he looked at me was as wet as a snake, and when he glanced at everyone around me, his eyes were as vicious as a curse.
On my birthday, he sent me a black velvet gift box—no jewelry, but a section with a family crest ring that belonged to some man who tried to walk me home after a party.
Alexey hugged me from behind and kissed my hair obsessively: "Master, do you like it?"
"If you want more..."
He said: "The one who listened to you singing in the bar yesterday? Or the one who rode the Ferris wheel with you the day before yesterday? Or -"
"Both of them?"
Alexei's voice was so gentle, but the words he spoke were so creepy.
I finally knew that he was really crazy.
I can never get rid of him in this life.
I once had a sick dog that became my only legacy.
I have raised many dogs, but this one will crawl back to me from hell when he dies.
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Alexey also felt that Gali was the most cursed woman in the world.
She looks so ordinary, but her heart is so vicious that it makes people scream, and she always looks like a condescending young lady. Most importantly, she is heartless and heartless - when she gets tired of playing with him, she will sweep him out like garbage without hesitation.
He had sworn that when he saw Kali again, he would take revenge on her.
He was very excited when he really waited for the day when Jia Li fell into despair, but what this excitement brought was not revenge, but madness for her.
He morbidly offered up all his assets and allowed her to take them away. During the day, he was a cold-blooded businessman on Wall Street, but at night he went home and knelt down to wash her feet, calling her master obsessively.
As long as he can keep her by his side, Alexei is willing to do anything, of course——
Warning those mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, and mistresses must be something that the big house must do, right?
The copywriting is in the first person, and the text is in the third person. The mean rich girl, the beautiful girl x, is really poor but has the appearance of a Chinese-Russian mixed-race mad dog.
Purpose: Establish a correct view of emotions
