Chapter 59
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In the evening, Li wanted to send me a song on the Internet, which was very nice and had a good name.
What song?" I typed a few words in the dialog box.
So far and so close, Li wants to come back with a smiling face, waiting for me to give you the lyrics.
The more night, the more beautiful it is,
But who will call?
When I stared at my face,
hundreds of millions of people are in love.
Picture, suddenly appeared in the brain,
Persian Gulf, the southernmost part.
Who is dating me in the lighthouse?
You don't have to meet.
Who is looking at the opposite shore, on the terrace,
Gre to each other, you turn off the lights, and I light a cigarette.
A block of glass, a city,
Speak to yourself and fall in love with you.
Meet in Ikebukuro, meet in Antarctica,
or actually in this building.
But every day, when I turn left,
You can go to the right and you will never meet.
If you know me, what Christmas gifts will I receive this year?
This restaurant, this water cup. Have you ever used it?
Fate is on the table,
The globe is rotating.
Find a point and press it intuitively,
Can I hold you down?
Who is looking at the opposite shore, on the terrace,
Gre to each other, you turn off the lights, and I light a cigarette.
A block of glass, a city,
Speak to yourself and fall in love with you.
Meet in Ikebukuro, meet in Antarctica,
or actually in this building.
But every day, when I turn left,
You can go to the right and you will never meet.
I took the train from Brussels to Amsterdam,
Give out of the window and fly over dozens of small towns,
Thousands of miles of land, tens of millions of people.
I doubt that in our life,
The only opportunity to meet has been missed
Favorite song, is it about the same?
Have you bought a new record?
Have you ever called the wrong number?
I suspect that the one with a sandy voice was you
I sit here, have you ever sat?
I recognize your handwriting
Occasionally watching, the same sunset
I drifted from Asia to South America
Who is looking at the opposite shore, on the terrace,
Gre to each other, you turn off the lights, and I light a cigarette.
A block of glass, a city,
Speak to yourself and fall in love with you.
meet on the platform, meet on the moon,
Or actually on the back of this wall.
Or one day, when you turn left,
I will go to the right, and I won't meet you.
I bought two meters of comics and another one for you.
I listened to this song repeatedly all night, and I was quite touched. I almost missed the appointment with Dingding, which made me run all the way and was exhausted. Fortunately, I went, otherwise Dingding would suffer a lot, because I knew the man who came that day was Zuo Xiaojie's plane man. He was originally Zuo Xiaojie. You don't have to believe me, but my car broke down that day, so I specially asked Zuo Xiaojie to send me off. Speaking of it, it seemed to be my intention. In the next few days, Zuo Xiaojie felt that it was not a good idea, and it was too unreliable, so she begged for Nie Qing.
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Three days later, Nie Qing sent a letter to her. She pulled out a doctor from her family. I once again sighed at the rich resources of her family, but this doctor was very shocking.
First of all, let's talk about how Zuo Xiaojie went that day. She wore a purple coat. That was mine. Because I wanted to see the doctor, I specially helped Zuo Xiaojie find out and put them on, because many of Zuo Xiaojie's clothes were too exposed for fear of scaring the doctor. I also told her that this was a cultural person. Zuo Xiaojie carefully put on makeup. He took out the famous boots that he had been reluctant to wear.
That day, Mr. Dr. was still late, and Zuo Xiaojie was almost waiting to collapse. The late doctor almost surprised her. She was wearing a torn suit and the shadow of Zhongshan clothes. I don't know about the hundred years. I guess it's also an antique. There are a pair of lazy pieces on her feet. Bye Tuo, at least you are a suit, and you have to wear leather shoes. The shirt inside is clean, the washed edges are hairy, and you look arrogant. You don't care that the untidy clothes written at the door of this high-end cafe are not allowed to enter. The security guard is also blind, and this size is called in.
"Hey, what's that in your hand?" The doctor is a doctor and comes straight to the point.
"Crystal, I bought a new one." That's a pink crystal. Zuo Xiaojie bought it when she heard that it was good for peach blossoms. In Zuo Xiaojie's opinion, it's really not expensive, more than 600 yuan.
"Oh, how much is it?" Mr. Dr. whistled the coffee cup and asked, if it were me to leave early, it would be difficult for Nie Qing to sit still.
"I don't know, hundreds, thousands don't want to buy it." Zuo Xiaojie has never seen anyone drink coffee like this. I guess she is shocked.
"Guess, how much is this for me?" The doctor stretched out his wrist to show her a watch.
"I don't know the watch. It looks good." Zuo Xiaojie actually saw at a glance that this watch was worthless. She saw that they were all famous watches, and big men like to wear famous watches.
"I bought it at the temple stall, 10 fast, hahaha." Mr. Doctor smiled like an old monster, and Zuo Xiaojie was so angry that he almost killed someone.
Cheng Yingying fought with the teacher without stopping for a few days. The two started to mop the floor. Cheng Yingying had to mop the floor every day, and it has always been left and right. Later, one day she invited the professor to the house as a guest, but when the professor came, Cheng Yingying had not finished cleaning, and the professor said it was okay. I helped You, the cleaning of the two of you and me was also romantic, but it was all ruined.
"You! What are you doing?" Cheng Yingying was scared when the professor rushed over.
"Drag the floor." Cheng Yingying's voice was trembling, which showed that she was very scared.
"Who told you to drag it left and right?" The professor grabbed the cloth angrily, "You have to drag it back and forth, or all the dust will stay on the left and right sides!" It still can't be cleaned!"
When he shouted, she frightened Cheng Yingying. She thought there was something terrible. As a result, the direction of mopping the floor was wrong. In one breath, the axis came up again. She didn't work or die. She had to drag the professor left and right, gave smoke to the professor's seven orifices of anger, and even counted Cheng Yingying. Where did Cheng Yingying suffer that? I was so angry that I immediately kicked the professor out, saying that this is my home. I can drag it as much as I want. Don't look at it if I can't get used to it!