My little mom is the richest man

"Eat." I also said, and then laughed with my grandmother.

The grandmother is filled with my head, and I am gently squinting, and a word is said: "Okay, take a break."

Yep? Rest, one blink, the scene of just sunset has been replaced by the starry and deep nights of the moon. I played a big yawn, my heart: I really should take a break.

Lying on the bed, pillow your grandmother's leg, listen to the story of your grandmother, smile and smile, the eyelids are fighting, the grandmother sigh, said: "Go back, don't return here. Here is not you."

"Don't belong to me," I repeat the words of the meaning of the meaning, enter the dream. "

What is this place? The dark is not seen, only his body has a strange brilliance, illuminating less than one meter place. Here, there is no sense of security, can't see the things around, I don't feel warm or cold, no relatives, only myself, one will attract dangerous things. so lonely. "", there is a sound behind it, and it will go back.

"Yes you." I can't leave yourself for this unauthorized, I also found a friend of my boyfriend, and surprised the exclusion and anger.

Tongahoon's returned hand, the stiff smile mixed with a little helpless and hanging on his face, more tired.

"What are you doing?" Did you looked at the Tongyue, and asked my heart. After all, it is a person who has loved, the wound without healing is once again torn, and blood cannot be suppressed.

"Let's take a look at the year." Tonghai is still called Li Wei, although Li Hao is ignored by her son's full moon wine.

Take the Snow Vine, I'm swearing, "You don't match her."

Tonghai is red, and the original red eyes are more swollen. Snowy is not noticed, but the woman in front of him is no longer the woman who will love her own, but for a man to throw her own dignity, give up her right, betray her sister and a small woman. You can't be worried.

"It is you." I feel that I turned into a familiar face, that is my face.

She smiled, gentle, happiness, said: "Do you want to stay?"

I shook my head, very determined to answer: "I don't want it."

"Why?" She asked her head: "When you don't think about a person in a quiet, do you want to be quiet for a while?"

"Yes, I like a person, I like Quiet, but it is definitely not in this place." I like the night, there is a quiet night with the sound of trees, I will never be this dead. Quiet and no sense of security. Will not give me any sense of belonging here.

She lowered, laughing, the harsh laugh was filled in the entire dark, she shouted: "But I am alone, I want you to stay here, feel the torture, experience my pain, understand me heart of."

"Impossible." I don't know why, I am unusually calm, facing her - with me with an exemplary woman, I think I face another stranger.

"What is impossible? Why?" She hysterically, a little crazy.

I went back and said, "I said:" I am not you, even if you will fall into such a dilemma, there will be completely different from you, so I will not really understand you. "