往事铺上来,左手上缠着疼痛。绝不是矫情得拿酸软说疼,而是我的这只手上,原来默默地一直有已拥有的和想要拥有的,它们的方向不一致,它们不是来自同一个男人,于是手就会疼。让长故事的手上没有戒指远远地就看到叶朝林等在商场门口。我犹豫了一下,在旁边的站台下车后打电话给他说:“朝林,我今天有些不舒服,就不来了。”他似乎愣住了,不言语。我的心里 Past things shop, the left hand on the pain. By no means hypocritical to get sore and sore, but my hand, the original silently has been owned and want to have, their direction is inconsistent, they are not from the same man, so the hand will hurt. Let the long story no ring on the far hand to see Yechaolin waiting at the mall entrance. I hesitated a moment, called him after getting off the platform next to him: “North Korea, I am not feeling well today, do not come.” "He seemed stunned, speechless. in my heart