Still, Wait For Me

Square Orange felt like a long-standing fish. After shallow water, it became clear that there were so many cats smelling fishy.

First they disguise war and charity, then they are torn apart and disguised as a direct threat.

Most of the people here know the square oranges. Some of them are on a rope with the Ling and Xiao families. They are all in one circle, as well as inevitably intersecting. As for the others, basically the previous decade, she would see them at home every New Year's Eve.

They bent over in front of the door with something to smile at, and they sat on the stool only half of their asses looking square oranges remembered.

A few of them called her uncle.

One of them said, "Square Orange… When I first saw you, you were 13 or 4 years old, sitting straight there playing the piano. Take a look at the past... Haha, I didn't dare look more, but I thought about it, how comfortable this little girl would be if she grew up. ”

On a weekday basis, the man who once bowed to his knees, removed the disguised side, and added a little bit of decency, a little bit of alcohol, red. Naked... naked.

The people in the box laughed wildly.

They look like a bunch of soldiers who surrounded the princess after the collapse of the kingdom, ranging from once high enough to finally practise fantasy and indiscriminate humiliation... to get a kind of distorted, evil satisfaction.

“You also dare to think that we Fang Orange was the princess of the Fang family at the time. It seems that the old man's favorite is her.” The other said.

“Yeah, but I had to be careful when I saw her, and I remember even her dog screaming at me, and I had to laugh. Square Orange, I watched you grow up. I couldn't even count the times I drove to pick you up.” Another one said.

It's hard to imagine that this person has been the secretary of Fang Orange's father for several years. Wen Liang and Qingying gave way to even pretending to be someone who had to be compromised...

How much does he have in his hand? Can be used as a handle and a quote today.

Square Orange stood there alone, watching these people's freaking, twisted faces.

Some of these people have indeed been repressed or even humiliated by the family of the other side, and some of them have taken the initiative and bowed to their knees. Today, they are all the same, through the retaliation and trampling of the other family, to obtain the pleasure they seem to succeed, which is rare in their repressed lives.

“I'm sorry, I have work to do today.” Square Orange suppresses his emotions, turns his head, and holds the door handle.

The people in the house didn't seem to intend to leave her today either.

“It's okay," one of them said, "we're not in a hurry. Besides, this isn't a place. The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, we'll organize a self-driving tour, drive around, maybe happy to drive to Qinghai, West. Hide... I thought you'd come? ”

“Think back and wait for you. Anyway, everyone is happy to come back, no one knows... see for yourself. ”

Tan Yao saw Fang Orange coming out of the gate so quickly, the nerves finally relaxed.

“Are you all right? ”

“All right, let's go, go home.” Square Orange got in the car and said.

The car drives down the mountain road.

“Go that way.” The square orange points to a fork.

Tan Yao opened for a while and stopped in front of a dense pine forest and said, “There's no way out. ”

Square Orange said: "Then this is it. ”

“What's the matter? ”

“Fuck... me. ”

Even if there had been two times before, Tan Yao, who had both been thrown up by Fang Orange, still didn't think that this had naturally reached the point where a mountain car earthquake could be struck between the two of them.

“What's the matter?” Tan Yao watched out for the expression of Fang Orange.

“Tan Yao, are you a man?” Square Orange looked at him.

“Yeah.”

“Then don't bullshit. Fuck. Didn't you always think? ”

Square Orange proactively jumped over, his tongue rolled hot, and lit fire on Tan Yao's face and neck.

“No, Square Orange, there's no one in the car. ”

“What?”

“Set.”

“No need.”

Don't you think? As her head slowly slipped down next... this is definitely not the orange lying in front of a man like the one being tortured, Tan Yao knows something must be wrong.

“Square orange.” Tan Yao tried to scream.

Square Orange looked up at him suddenly and his eyes were as angry as a lion's. The next moment, anger crumbles, tears come down... "Please, don't talk. ”

Tan Yao enjoyed himself once and was thrown up again.

"Go home," said Fang Orange. ”

“Oh, good. ”

In a very chaotic state, Tan Yao finally drove the car home, wiped the orange vomit off the top of the car, and went upstairs to take a shower... Square Orange knocked on the bathroom door.

“Fuck... me. ”

All night, plus the next day, Tan Yao never got out of bed. Square Orange was like crazy, doing everything she could think of... throwing up until there was nothing to throw up and she fell asleep.

Tan Yao woke up in the morning and found her phone.

…………

When Fang Orange woke up, Tan Yao was gone. I left a note saying there was something going on at the bar.

Square Orange thought that this would be okay. He simply packed his things, went out, went downstairs and stopped a taxi.

Cao Qing called to ask if she was leaving.

She said, "We're stopping the car. ”

Cao Qing said: "That's good. They're all waiting for you. Fang Orange, in fact, in those years, I treated you..."

Square Orange said, "This is not the time to act like this. ”

A convoy of six cars parked two rows in parallel on an empty lot on the side of the national road, with people sitting in cars, people standing outside smoking, and no drivers... with their adoptive lovers.

Cao Qing was praised for offering this idea of a self-driving tour. They're all people rolling in a pile of dust. This is obviously a lot more fun than opening a room in a hotel or something, and it's safe...

A tiny van with a canvas on it slowly drove over, then stopped hard between the two platoons.

A group of people escaped and came back. He yelled at me for feeling disidentified, and stopped.

Cao Qing, the least burdensome, went up and kicked his ass and said, "Are you fucking sick? ”

The door opened and Tan Yao jumped out of the car.

“Holy shit, you...” Cao Qing said.

“Hello, Senior. I'm Tan Yao. I don't know. Do you remember him?” Tan Yao smiled.

Cao Qing suddenly laughed, “Remember. And then he turns to the others and says," One of the pupils at school, by the way, is still the grass. Oh, like you like square oranges too, right? ”

“Yeah. Love it.” Tan Yao still smiled gently.

In the deep joke, Tan Yao lit a cigarette and Slow Slow Slick Smoked.

“So you're here today?” Cao Qing's face was ridiculous and felt that Tan Yao could not turn out any waves.

“She's my woman now. I mean, Square Orange, it's my woman. ”

“Pfft...”

“Really.”

Tan Yao looked especially sincerely at Cao Qing and looked around at the people in the place. “Is it true?! Do you believe that? ”

He even laughed in the eyes.

Tan Yao turned his head and waved at the car coming in the direction of the city, although he was not sure that one of the cars was in square orange. Everyone's eyes looked in his waving direction with confusion.

“Fuck you. Guys... mom. ”

Tan Yao said. Then gently raise your hand and pop the half-cut cigarette butt into a gap in the canopy of the minivan.

“Boy, what did you say? ”

Cao Qing said: "Go fuck yourself. ”

Tan Yao smiled, “I said me, fuck. You guys. Ma... my woman, you dare to make up your mind. ”

Square Orange by taxi.

The driver said, "Is that it? There's a platoon parked. ”

Fang Orange looked up... and saw Tan Yao over there, smiling and waving at her.

The first time she pulled out her phone...

“Bang...”

The driver braked sharply and said: "Fuck... Fuck...”

“Bang... bang...”

In the explosion, the fire went off and the car flew halfway down again.

The square orange looked at the fire and the whole person began to tremble.

The phone vibrated.

is a calendar memo reminder:

“Tan Yao likes square oranges. I'm sorry, I'm still useless. ”

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