I picked him up. Her voice was very weak, but I still heard it.
"I love him very much," I said. Then I held the body of Baiyuan, leaning his bloody red lips against the mouth of Baiyuan and then he died. I shook my head, took the key from Baiyuan and opened the shackles on the lace.
I found my cell phone. It was almost 12 o'clock, and this Christmas Eve would make me remember for a long time.
Sitting in the living room, watching the police bustling in and out, I saw the pot again. It turned out to be a double pot. The pot was divided into two parts, and it was very close. As long as the bead on the top of the pot was touched, the tea on the other side would come out. The pot was written with a line of words.
"If the two love each other for a long time, how can it be delayed?" I put dow
