Mary Kinson touched the back bag and raised her eyebrows: "Sorry, my mobile phone was left in the hospital and I didn't bring it."
Meny's eyes are slightly dark, and finally he hang his head regretfully. "Well."
Mary Kinson saw his loss and felt sorry. She patted him on the shoulder: "It doesn't matter, We will see each other next time."
Meny's eyes flashed, and the bottom of her eyes was bright.
When he looked back and wonder whether what she said was real, the girl had already walked to the door, only a beautiful shadow flashed by.
Meny looked back at the barbecue on the table, his heart is empty.
‘She saved my life and I just invited her to eat only one meal, That is really not enough.
His life is hers.’
And... the woman whose last name was Kinson, was she the sister kept contac
