The Man Who Was Buried Alive by Me

Is it me? Track you, I am crazy? Disgusting! "

Ling Chennan said: "But you always sort out, on the wall."

The hummingbird is toned, and the whisper said: "It can't see it."

Improve, sleep, obsessive disorder, do not like the body contact, and a little straight male cancer, Ling Chennan Xinli secretly summarizes, but unexpectedly better than imagination.

Hummingbum is on the sofa, hout, muttered in his mouth: "I am bored, neuropathy, it is hard to come out ..."

"Don't sleep," Ling Chennan poked his arm: "Let me have a good spirit, let's say something else."

Hummingbirds are over, and the expression is serious: "You finally told you, don't touch me."

Ling Chennan raised his own meter state, asked: "Shen Yichuan knows your existence?"

The hummingbird listened to these three words, and the horse was yin: "Yes, who knows."

Ling Chennan said: "He but you have someone divide."

"What are he ... Wait, have you seen Shen Sichuan?" Hummingbird tone is toned, from the sofa to stand up: "Have you seen Shenchuan?"

Hummingbird's anger naked eye, the bears ignited: "How is the bastard now? Is it a riot in prison?"

Ling Chennan: "What do you want ... Not, you are calm, sit down."

The hummingbird walked two laps in the living room, "Can you see him? Take me next time, no, take me in tomorrow!"

Ling Chennan helplessly smiled: "Do you want to revenge him so, I last happened to have a job, and the prison did not feel it casually, and you can't see him."

Hummingbird is boiling: "I want him to know, what is waiting for him outside, these two years, he doesn't want to be comfortable."

He still wants to find you, Ling Chen, what do you say: "Why don't you pick him up?"

The hummingbird is silent for a moment, and the expression is quite terrible: "What do you say? Do you say that he called white?"

Worse, linger.

He didn't come back, and the other side took the water cup in his hand to the wall. The glass slag was blown everywhere, and the hummingbird angrily: "How did he dare! He dares! Sure enough, he will not let him live, he will die, he will die!"

He is like a beast that is caught by the beast. It is ambiguous, and the sequence is reversed: "He is almost harmful! He killed white, we also live No! Kill him, I want to kill him! "

Ling Chen south is thinking about how to close him, the hummingbird is squatting in the crystal crumble, the hand is headed, and the back is bent into a bow.

"Kill you! Hey, ah ... don't touch me!"

Ling Chennan has not yet arrived at him yet, and immediately realized that the object of the other party is not himself, but what is painful memories.

"Hummingbird ... White! What happened, headache? Look at me ..." Ling Chennan tried to evoke his attention, but the other hand put it in the back of the brain, folding himself into a group, the blood penetrates from the knee. Seeing him pain, Ling Chennan seems to feel sharp pain, this pain seems to be invaded from the skin, and maybe it is overflowing from the heart.

The voice of the hummingbird made the hummingbird became hoarse, then suddenly stopped at a moment, he was like suddenly lost the air, and it was suddenly picked up from the water like a fish. Ling Chennan quickly opened his arm and catch him before he poured into the glass.

[11th week? Thursday]

Hummingbird has been very thorough, and Ling Chennan suspects that he fell asleep directly. He took the other party to the sofa, and found a nail knife set box in the bedroom - the wall of the bedroom, there is a clean, There is no photo left. He carefully cut the white pants from the thigh, removed the embedded glass slag in the meat with the pinch of the eyebrows, and the heart was darkly glad to accept this every party.

After he handled a leg, he took a deep breath and stopped his tweezers on another flesh and bloodstick. Then a box on the sofa cushion.

He is very angry, angry in his chest, but this anger is innocent, he is a tired of yourself, more tired of this culprit, maybe it is Shenchuan, maybe it is a more early morning. .

He also had to agree with the hummingbirds say - Shen Yichuan will die, he is not safe in prison, and more dangerous after leaving prison.

Regardless of anyone, it is more dangerous.

Either he will hurt it again, or the hummingbird will hurt Bai Hao because he hurts him.

How to do?

Ling Chennan wrinkled with brows, criticized to teeth, gave him sterilized medicine bag, then sweeping the glass on the floor and wiped blood, and finally sat back to the sofa and looked at the white pale and harmless sleep. Dark tide in your chest.

Can I really take it away? Do I really take it?

Of course, this is the best choice, I have found a symptomatic therapist, my work is over, don't go anymore.

However, who is going to help him in so many time outside the treatment time? He trust me, depend on me ...

However, the most dependent on this relationship is really the other party?

The feeling of the morning is back, that kind of emotion is out of control, I want to feel it.

Ling Chen is back to the back, and the eyes are covered with countless nights.

The next morning, he was awakened by the cheeks, trying to get absorbed, and feel that the chest is very depressed, and it is shocked after blinking.

Bai Hao has awakened, half of him, the hair is stuck in his face, the sofa of the three seats can't put two adult men at all, and his long legs are uncomfortable.

Ling Chennan: "White, Bai Hao?"

Bai Hao is trying to put his own hands, he heard his face and looked up.

Ling Chen South feels that this scene is too horrified, and I don't know where to ask for a while.

"You, you wake up?" So he said nonsense.

Bai Hao looks at his face close to his face and slowly bends his eyes.

What is this? Ling Chen South feels that there is a huge Fugue to give yourself a hit.

Ling Chen south of the buse: "No, no, you will get up ... How is your legs?"

Bai Hao didn't seem to understand, Ling Chen south inced to promote his shoulders, agreed to make a sense of impressing, and the other party immediately slammed the lips.

Ling Chennan ah, there is a string in your mind, uninterested: "You, you won't be a turtle!"

The small expression of the grievances swept, and the other eyes were bright. Ling Chen South also thought it was because he guess the name. After two seconds, he only responded that he was just a name for "milk gum". It is completely small. The dog saw the bones.

Ling Chennan has a pain - no, this is the rhythm of three personality within 24 hours?

He said: "No, you, let go first, you ... you get together."

White ... No, milk candy ignored his words tightened the arm, his face smashed his chest, very comfortably lying in the shoulder.

Ling Chen Nanxun hand was held: "..."

Forgot this is just a sticky property, I don't know if I just stick myself, or there is no difference.

Ling Chen Nan firing supported the upper body, retreats back, resulting in the position of the white face to the lower abdomen, the picture is very bad, he suddenly saw the other side of the knee gauze on the sofa to start flourishing, and quickly support him The shoulders are sitting up and say: "Oh, don't move, sit well, bleeding."

Toffee is completely ignored by the injured knee, not stopping his hand, holding the waist and holding arms, you can't stand the arm.

Ling Chen was afraid of him to cry, quickly grabbed the rest of the drug and gauze and ran back, say: "Hug hug, change the medicine."

Toffee is sitting on the sofa, Ling Chen south on the carpet in front of him, his legs kicks it, Ling Chennan holds his ankle, not kicked, a hand, starting to move.

Ling Chen south looked at him, milk ganquin laughed.

Ling Chennan took the gauze, and the mood complicatedly looked at the smile of his eyebrows. After it was said: "I have to change the medicine, it may be a bit hurt." He dismantled the gauze of the powder, with a cotton swab died with blood, look up Q: "Is it hurting?"

Milk gratose did not respond, see him to see him, and smiled and squatted.

Will this person don't have a pain? Ling Chen Nan wants, is this possible?

In short, it's better, but he quickly reticed the gauze of the spray, and the way: "Don't mess, I heard it?"

Not honestly telling him all straightforward - no heard.

Ling Chennan pressed his ankle and was surprised to touch the cold, the reaction came over the other party and also wearing the limited edition shorts that he manually transformed, self-blame: "Is it cold?"

However, tattoo doesn't be afraid of pain, not afraid of cold, reach out and hold his neck.

Ling Chen Nanshun handed up his waist, put him on the bedroom in the left and right, opened the wardrobe to find a big homage pants, handed him to say: "Pants have changed this, be careful Don't touch your knees. "

Toffee is naturally ignored by his instructions.

Ling Chennan's head raised green, and started to solve the belt of the other party, I feel that I am a happiness of the crisis, and I have to be unbearable than the paintings just now.

The zipper pulled down, Ling Chennan went down on both sides of his waist, and the other underwear ran to run down, and suddenly came to a very dangerous edge.

"This wrap bee bird! What is the pants to buy such a tight?" Ling Chennan facing the toffee