A dark, groping for the long pull to the bedside switch lines, lights, and bright lights were illuminated only themselves.
Mo Zhaohei found toothbrush and cup, poured boiling water gently to the door, is still a very loud squeak YY, Gangchu the door-step, suddenly hit the soft what? Ah, exclaimed.
Oh, last night turned cold iron line in the towel. Wolf has also finally been awakened to hear his voice opened sleeping bag zipper.
Yesterday afternoon in the temple, and I said: Fair 4:00 to begin. He said: 8:00 to begin.
He watched a dark brush the backs, I do not know how, they themselves have a sense of what can not be said, not lonely, do not like guilt, something like a more lightly.
He does not like my smiley face of the external world, the deliberate pursuit of the United States.
He only likes random lightweight stop-go, not why the deeply moved and touched by what did not go.
(Yunnan - Seeding)
Author: Cindy_tan
