When he got home,he fell on the bed and slept for a while. It was already 4,pm.
The phone was quiet. There was no phone or information. He felt like he had been abandoned by the world.
I sat on the bed wi,my knees crossed. I thought about it carefully,but I still didn't understand why I was so muddle-headed.
Yi qingchen's attitude was also very strange. It was obvious that he did n' t have his way of handling things by simply using a computer record to convict me.
I don't blame him,nor am I angry wi,him. I can understand his anger. I did n' t cry because he didn't understand me. I ju,feel like I' m tired from living.
The heavens used to tease me and give me a slap to the sweet jujube. Before the sweet taste had dissipated,it was another slap.
When was the end?
I sat down for a while
