Stuttering Big Boss’s White Moonlight

Gu Ying is waking up.

The roof light is swaying, and the heart in the heart is coming up, he is forced to close his eyes and no longer think.

Said people are not willing to push him, "Young guys, young men, wake up, see what they have lost? Our house is probably a thief."

The nerves in Gu Hou brain are stretched, he fiercely jumped from the bed, turning almost madly.

Fortunately.

He died in his hand and his greeting card and that pair of golden glasses were heavy.

Fortunately, these things are still there.

The people next to him sigh helplessly. "Who told you to see these, this kind of money is stolen, look at your mobile phone is still there."

Gu Youyi, really, empty.

Theft person should be one of the people who live in this room yesterday, get up in the bed and get to the building this morning.

I just didn't care, I thought he was going to find a driver, until this evening, everyone found that there were noble things in his pocket, and that person didn't come back, I found it wrong.

From the police station, the night has already been filled, the cool breeze is slow, and Gu Qi is in the end of the group, and the heart is cold again.

He won't know where to go.

The high-rise building in the distance, the fire is bright, and the night sky is blotting a little bit of star, which carries the city of countless people, still beautiful and prosperous.

It can be born in the heart, and the cold night wind blows the flowers of the road. There are a few petals fluttering zero in the night.

The dim light illuminates the pavement, and his eye is like incorporating the endless night, the empty hole, darkness, no light.

Theft of theft is very fast, and he is obviously the first time, the technique is not old, and there is no planning route, and the track is taken clearly by the monitoring of the roadside.

But those mobile phones have been sold, and finally only one table has not been available and sold in his parcel.

The police exchanged the watch to Gu Qiang, comfortable: "The young man, nor things, first take things back, the mobile phone will recover as soon as possible."

The watch is bought by all the salary of the summer vacation last year, but even a zero head on her wristband.

Gu Qiang was silent.

Taken a round of bending mild that tonight, the teenager looked up in an empty street.

The moonlight is very gentle.

His silent is hidden to tear.

The teenager who used to hide in the darkness, and the madness and humblely read this moonlight. He didn't dare to be close, just look far, and it was satisfied.

But the moonlight fell into everything, and he also generously cares about him.

That is the warmth he has never been seen.

So greed, such as wild grass, is generally crazy in your heart, and he began to be afraid that there is no light, afraid to return to the dark world.

He knows that he is not matched, but the moonlight is so beautiful. When he looked at her, he couldn't help himself.

A young figure is like a lonely soul, wandering in the night of the sea.

He doesn't have a family, no money, even his only dream, no longer belong to him.

The cars in the distance stopped a row of bus, a few summer flying worms flew in front of the lights.

A middle-aged middle-aged man in a middle-aged child is coming over, "Hey, young man, take the car, where to go, recently, the ticket is sold, I still have."

It turned out to be a ticket guide.

Gu Qiwu face, did not care about him.

The man is bonded to the cowhin. "You look at my ticket, where you have, you look at Nancheng, Lin City, Pingcheng, all, it is very cheap.

When the juvenile's footsteps are stagnant, when the opening, the throat is done hard because I haven't spoke for a long time, "How much to go to the city, how much?"

His eyes wear through the cold and bustling street view, integrating into the vast night of the sea.

Perhaps this city never welcomes him. He loses his parents, he was driven out of his house, and even the only warmth and eagerness in life left him.

The night wind is cold and long, the uncle has listened to the show, it is interested, "Pingcheng, that is, the bus is a day, I have a sleeper, two hundred and eight."

The juvenile of the juvenile, the empty night wind blows up, and it seems that he is thin.

"Take a photo." He said.

The big uncle is happy, "Hey, the recent class is now eight o'clock tomorrow morning, the car to the flat city is a week, if you don't need an urgent, you can buy a week."

"It's going to be this week." Gu Fu said.

The ticket is a thin piece of paper, and it is also as if it can be blown away at any time.

Gu Qi shrinks, holding luggage, sitting on the side of the bus station.

The night is cool, he only wears a thin short sleeve, and the wind has a layer of chicken bumps on the arm.

In the middle of the night, there were several cars roaring toward the street, gradually disappeared in the night.

He turned out the bonded greeting card, looked at it over and over, and the cold eyes revealed.

The bus stop in the night is a little cold. The uncle to buy tickets is not available, and they are in Gu Yile, and there is a pair of glasses.

"This is your little lover to write you." He took a ridicule.

The young girls have made white and shake their heads.

"Then you should like her, I see your appearance is not going to two days, what happens, can't go with her?"

The boy is dark, "I can't bother her."

Uncle is a big leg, "What is, don't tried to be individual, how to bother, if you don't look for her, maybe I regret it for a lifetime."

A bus rushed at the entrance, many people stood in the car, wipe the tears, and relieved.

Uncle Nu Nuzza, "Look, it is going to go tonight, go to Songshi, far from the flat city, see what these people crying."

The dull crying cries over the night color, drilling into Gu Qixi, the shameful mourning of his heart is like a dandelion seed inadvertently drifting, quietly dangerous.

Just look at it, he tells yourself silently in your heart.

Then I finally said a happy birthday, I left, and I didn't bother her again.

He recovered the greeting card to the dark bag, and attached the golden shell.

Not far, the headlights are bright, and the teenagers will be packaged, with the most precious thing in his more than ten years, and to do a permanent story.

The crystal lamp on the top of the living room reflects the little light and sprinkles on a light marble board.

Pay the way to play the game in the sofa, and the mainstline next to suddenly sounded.

He picked up impatiently.

"Hello, is it three households? One of the doorstep said to find Miss."

The game is working high. The teenager of the tide did not mind listening to these, perfunctory: "Let him come in."

Hanging up the phone, the group battle lost, he was bored with the phone to the sofa, and his head was awake. This time I think of the security guard.

Found? He opened the door, stood at the door of the house, saw the night, walked a teenager far away.

His hair is carefully combed. Only one is blown by a breeze, and the face is in front of the amount, and the Squi is handsome.

But I didn't pay attention to this. He hugged his hands with his hands. He only thought that when he came back today, he was a look of wolf.

The girl always fixes the hair in a wide variety of beautiful clams, put a bit of mud water, tens of thousands of small skirts, on the upper and the arm, is drawn by Xiaosi, During the medicine, I still bite my teeth and I don't say a word.

The teenager approaches some, looks for, the face is sincere, "Hello, I want to find Cheng Chu."

Pay for the chin, a face, "Do you live in Yutai Lane?"

Although I don't know why he asked, Gu Ying still nodded.

After listening to his answer, the small young voyele was instantly raised.

Gu Hou low, always standing straight back, struggle, "can talk to her, I am waiting for him at the door, I am called Gu Ying."

Paying attention to him, cold tone: "She said, don't want to see you."

Villa area in the night of the villa area, the lush camphor tree sways in the wind.

The boy's face is blind, it is like being touched, he is slightly, and he barely stand straight.

I don't know how long, he squeezed a smile, and the voice was dumb. "Can you replace me with her, happy birthday.

Paying attention to his face and lost, just burned the anger, but it was still hard, "she is in a bad mood today, you tried to come back tomorrow, I can talk to you tomorrow, I am willing to see you. "

The young face is pale, but a pair of blacks is still heavy than the night, and it is not seen that there is no shiny.

He low voice: "Thank you."

Paying an inexplicable somewhat deficiency, "Okay, go back, there will be a few days from her birthday, let go of themselves."

He finished, turned and left.

The floating night wind is very cold, broken breathing, like a knife, generally scraped his throat.

Gu Fu thought of the snow in the flat city, it seems cold.

Tonight is very bright, you can pay a word, the world is completely gone.

He stayed at the door of the villa, lost his mind, and didn't know how long it took.

The sky gradually floated, wet, wet, and carefully combed his hair.

I don't know how long it is, until the clothes are gradually wet, and he thinks that the broken greeting card in the bag is.

He crashed into his arms, and the wet fur was dropped.

He kneel down, moved to the fence, killing the bag, can go to the house, the roof is very narrow, and the rain is still in his calf.

The rain gradually stopped, and the high dog rushed in the next door.

The fence of the side issued a sound, and the girl stands not far away, and it is unbelievable.

"Really you? It is so late, what are you doing?"

Gu Qi slammed, a pair of black and silent glasses got into the starlight.

His pale face is swollen.

I don't know if it is rain, still tears.

The author has something to say: Gu Quan: Before you want to go, just want to see her.

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Thank you at 2020-05-18 19: 17: 26 ~ 2020-05-19 17:49:49 During my small angel of the king ticket or irrigation nutrient solution ~

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