Chapter 7 — Late Love, Do You Still Believe Me?

This was the initial pain, after two rounds of people, he told me "I'm sorry". But my nose is burning, and the water is fading. But I need to chat and keep looking. 【If you only ask for forgiveness, do you want to erase all the damage? Nghiem Tranh, I'll be there soon.】 I look at you, I don't feel sad, I don't make a sound. Nghiem Tranh's hand shook in the void. You know, I won't forgive you. Your ghost... also doesn't conflict with me, I forgive you. In the next few days, Nghiem Tranh became someone else. I'm not so black because I'm right at home. He reassembled all the shoes in the house, compared to Luu Thanh Thanh's clothes, along with all the things in my room, one by one, the process of dealing with me was broken. My brother went down to the bed and asked me to bring him peace. Even though I heard that it's hot and cold, it's very difficult to chat, it's the fastest, so I don't know if it's fast or not. But I know, this is the way he used to flirt with me. Chu Hue Lan, after rebirth, took a test. My father didn't see me anywhere, he was quiet in the room, he didn't come out. The district's district officials also benefited from the work of Luu Thanh Thanh. Who knows: the person is as elegant and dignified as Luu Thanh Thanh, but it turns out that she is the type to read people's skin. My mother--has a new and slimmer head, just after a battle, many names have been accepted. Although no one knows that they can hear my voice, in the crowd, I have become a person who is "very greedy", "not willing to hang on", a rich and dangerous person. But my parents were so eager to see me disappear that every time they saw me, they had to go somewhere else. Over the next month, Luu Thanh Thanh's security position and the name of the bridge were confirmed again. The two balls connected to each other in two directions. Finally, it was confirmed that I was on my way to the top. The news is racing, Nghiem Tranh drinks a lot. I'm not drunk, I'm just sitting on the bed in the bathroom, wiping away the clock again and again. I woke up, sitting next to him. “Everything... has passed.” I said incense. 【Those who die cannot live together. I've had a lot of fun before. This time... I just want the song to come out.】 Nghiem Tranh suddenly held the ring in his hand and turned around to look at me. Duoi him dressed up, his eyes turned incredibly black. “Tran Noan,” he called my name, similar to the words he used to say, “Can we…can we stop being hurt again?” I don't look up the error. The girl walked across the street, looked at her face, and said softly: "Nghiem Tranh, I want to take the university entrance exam." In this time, studying is the best way to change things. I don't want to invest in anyone else, I just want to invest in the next song. Nghiem Painting people. I'm sure it's okay for me to come up with this wish. 【After finishing the exam, I'm more divorced than you. The wind wave is high, everyone is strong, peace is here.】 Nghiem Tranh cleans up quickly. He suddenly shook my hand, suddenly his black eyes felt like he was about to explode. “No way!” He's so stubborn. “I don't care!” This is a pain in the ass, I can't hide it. “Ears?” I'm always looking at you. "Isn't it okay? I'm blaming you, this is all because of you!" He also ran, three swords were released. I'm the last one. "Nghiem Tranh, what are you going to do to make me think... you want to fuck me?" 【A person who is married never talks about his wife. A person who knits bees is looking forward to a flower garden with a long canopy. A person who knits a bee... thinks twice as long as his two cheeks go black. Do you think I'm asking you to rule the name around your "heroic hero"?】 Every single word of mine, like a gentle knife, throws it all the way into Nghiem Tranh's heart. Than he was struggling, his hands were shaking me and he was still in pain. Farewell… What did you use it for? What method do you have, you want to sleep with me at the bedside table? He is a war hero, but his liver and liver are incomparable. But right in front of me— what I'm doing is just a letter, voila

Phuong cuu sour. 10 I'm skeptical, Nghiem Tranh will give up. But no. The next day, he recovered and returned to the hospital. I beg you every time, I beg you to return home at the same time, I beg you to give me a safe place to drink. What's the point— you don't give me black music anymore. In the future, he had a heart attack and read the book and the information on the three-year-old exam for me. "I don't know how much pain it is, I can't touch you." He put the book in front of me, worried about the problem: "But I can find a price for you. I have to go to school and do housework, no need to worry." I look at you, there's something wrong. 【This time... what's wrong? That's why I took the university entrance exam? Why are you so worried about the future of this medicine?】 There is a doubt in the future, but you don't look at me. Chi lam bam: "What do you want to do... just do it? I... I just hope, can you give me... one more chance." There is a chance to meet me. But right after that, I went through a strange, dark path. Studying that the best prices in the world help me create the best learning conditions possible. Chu Hue Lan also had doubts. Dad doesn't want to lose his temper anymore, it hurts so he helps me do the housework. Sometimes I want to take care of myself so I can be happy. Among the three of us, the most common situation is: • No one sings the song. • No one talks about the future. I don't want to focus on studying. But for some people, more than anyone else, I understand very clearly: "If there is real knowledge, everyone can change things." Time passes like flying. I put on a black mask the day I entered the school exam period. I was forced to enter the school, and the pain was painful to look at again. Nghiem Tranh is located at the corner of the tree, not far away, the official face is thin, and is standing horizontally like a decorative bridge. He walked past the ke la, and then he looked down at the young man who was still shining brightly. I don't say anything. Chi lang le... now, do an important ritual of rejuvenation in me. Other than that, my heart feels like someone is going to give me something. After passing the university entrance exam, I was no exception, entering the best university in the country. As soon as he received the school bag, Nghiem Painted with a safe and sound board. He listens to your baby's taste, and has a lot of money to pay for it. During breakfast, he asked me to give him a piece of meat. Lang was silent for a moment, asking for advice: "This school is so far away from home. Have you finished collecting yet? Tomorrow... let me race you." He sounds like he's complaining, but it sounds like he's happy. But I know, you're giving me a bad answer. I looked at him—the person who had been talking to me for almost two years. He threw wrongly, and when he threw it, I was completely disappointed. But he is also using a hybrid optical band, so he can be caught by all the bars. 【Thinking of Tranh, this beauty... Do you think I'll never come back again?】 I'm tired, read a letter, and said: "No need to hurt. Once I finish studying, I'll come back." “Ram!” The sound rang out, it was the race in Nghiem Tranh's hands. The cup in Nghiem Tranh's hand whipped towards the table, "clicking" once. He was suddenly in pain, and in his eyes was a wonderful surprise, mixed with joy and happiness. “What do you… what do you say?” I'm in so much pain, I've lost my last child—my last child has been in pain since the last day of my life. "I said, whenever I have doubts, I will come back. Because... this place is also my home." Nghiem Painting's face is yellow. The person who knits the bee, is so quick to talk to the school that he doesn't lose a single point, so now... he's crying like a rat. (Completely happy)