The Road Turns White Tonight

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“What about Huaian?”

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He didn’t say anything.

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He didn’t say anything.

Did she ask something that shouldn’t be asked?

“Xiao Bai, is she special in your heart, too?” She asked herself in her heart, and then she asked him.

Did not hold back.

“Lu Youyan, you are indeed Xiaobai.”

For a long time, in his ear, there was a tinge in his voice.

She froze.

“If it’s a question that I think you already know the answer to, I won’t answer you.”

“How do I know?” She was anxious.

“Then think about it slowly.”

She gritted her teeth.

He got up.

She was annoyed, blindfolded, and continued the unreasonableness of the pregnant woman.

She was quickly taken out of the quilt and held in her arms.

“Where to go?”

“study.”

“You have to go to the study by yourself, take me to do something, Gu Yebai, you have a problem.”

“Humph.”

Looks like she can only defamate. There is no room for change in the things this man decides.

She pinched his neck.

He spanked her, so–

She continued to chatter.

In the study, he threw her into a chair and turned on the computer.

She looked at him suspiciously.

He opened the mailbox, and her gaze fixed with the movement of the mouse.

“Have you been in touch with him?” She smiled unconsciously. “Great.”

“Don’t you want to know about Huai’an?” He said lightly.

“But this is e-mail from Brother Tang.” She didn’t notice it for a moment.

“Look at it for yourself.” He gave her the mouse.

Liang Guang beating slightly on the screen, she stared at Tang Yi for a while, and finally opened the email.

It wasn’t even called, like a casual conversation between friends when they met.

Are you okay? I heard Zi Yan said that she was pregnant with a child and you have your own child. When I heard the news, I was also upset. Take good care of her. This seems a bit redundant, huh, huh. She and I, she learned to accept, and I, she learned to forget, tired.

Tang Yan

She repeatedly chewed Tang Yan’s last sentence, seemingly understand.

Huai’an learned to accept Tang Yan? What about Tang Yuan? Learn to forget? Forget Huai’an?

“What do you mean?” She asked, looking up.

“go to bed.”

Gu Yebai has turned off the computer.

“I don’t understand.”

“I don’t understand.”

“You understand.”

“Yes.”

“what?”

auzw.com

“Are you happy with me?”

She nodded, thought about it, and added words.

“Very, very, very.”

“That’s OK.”

She snapped, he had picked her up.

“People make choices to make themselves happy. If you feel this way now, isn’t it enough?”

“”

“Tang Yan and Zhou Huai’an also have their own choices to do what they think happy. But that is their choice, not yours, nor mine.”

She looked into his eyes, dark and deep, with a glimmer of light.

She seemed to be beginning to understand what he said.

“Xiaobai, will we meet with Brother Tang in the future?”

“Yes, some people should see you again.”

“why?”

“Do you want to listen to a bit of a lie?” He looked at her and smiled.

She was interested: “What’s that?”

“It’s destined.”

Doomed? Doomed.

She laughed. Well, some people will see you again.

Will.

Like, he and she that year.

“Mr. Zhou, please sign your name here. Thank you!”

The man looked up, smiled slightly at the young couple in front, and wrote his name on the title page.

Zhou Qin.

Next, several staff members spoke softly.

“Today’s signing situation seems very good.”

“Yes, Mr. Zhou’s tomb and Lucifer’s original sin sold best.”

“The new book is also gaining momentum. Mr. Zhou tried a new type this time.”

Zhou Qin is a reasoner.

Zhou Qin still smiled slightly, and handed a book in front of him, he suddenly raised his head.

“Do you like this book?”

“Yes, Mr. Zhou.” The young girl nodded, her eyes filled with a smile. Yingying was like the April sun, mild and not dazzling, but powerful.

“But it doesn’t have much practical significance.” He smiled lightly.

“So what?” The girl asked, with a smile in her eyes. “My friends and I like it.”

“Mr. Zhou, the story inside is really just a love fairy tale?” Her friend asked.

“Is there a city? Is there a prototype for Xia, who always loves his wife with heart disease? Maybe it’s just a fiction?”

“How long has his wife survived the operation?”

“We also hope to see the story of President Xia’s best friend and that flight attendant.”

Zhou Qin paused, a long line, and several readers who followed the two girls in a quiet line also surrounded them to ask.

For a while, the sound was complicated.

Zhou Qin raised a smile and looked at the book on the table in front.

Not gorgeous book cover, simple words, not too much color.

butterfly.

“Can children cut in line?”

He was about to answer. There was a milky voice in the crowded reader.

He looked away with a smile, and a small figure appeared from under the table.

“Where’s the child?” It was interesting to hear the voice, and many people laughed.

It was a little girl with a book in her arms. At about the age of five or six, his eyes were bright and his eyebrows were curved.

“Please help me write to: dear miss Gu Yiyi and Xiao Bai, Zhu Yan and He Yan, thank you.