Fifth Xia did not delve into why literature is like this, nor does it intend to debunk.

Everyone has their own secrets in their hearts, and taking off other people's masks when they think they are great is not in line with the style of the fifth summer and a cool life.

If you want to say that smiling is depressed, the fifth summer is not, she can't even laugh.

If you want to say that love is incompetent, the fifth summer is only afraid that it is even more serious than literature.

Even if literature experienced great changes in his family at the age of eighteen, before he was eighteen years old, he grew up in love, just like literature and art.

Compared to the fifth summer, how lucky is literature?

Fifth Summer is not sympathetic to literature, and she is not qualified to sympathize with anyone.

What the fifth summer likes is the dazzling light on the face of literature and art like the sun, and literature obviously does not have the conditions for the fifth summer to like it.

In the world of the fifth summer, when she cares about a person, she cares about everything about that person, and the person she doesn't care about has nothing to do with her.

Fifth, Xia will not love the house and Wudi, like literature and art, and everything he likes.

Literature and art like pink, the fifth summer doesn't like it at all.

Literature and art like coquettishness, the fifth summer has never learned.

The brother who likes literature and art, the fifth summer has not had time to feel anything.

For the fifth summer, the important thing now is that she is going back to Scotland.

And the best way for her to return to Scotland is to end this goodbye to painting, literature and literature as soon as possible.

The fifth summer didn't dare to covet the kind of home-like experience that literature and art had carefully created for her.

She never demanded something that didn't belong to her, and she never thought about being a good person.

Tong Hua worries that behind the sudden death of culture, there is a bigger secret hidden.

Over the years, I have been worried about walking on thin ice.

Some people with a strong sense of crisis will not get on the same plane together because they are worried that something will happen to their family, even if they go out to travel, so that even if one plane has an accident, it is impossible for the whole family to be gone.

The sense of the rest of his life after the catastrophe is stronger than the sense of crisis of these people.

The painting requires that literature and literature should not appear under the same sky as literature and art.

Five years have passed, and I have watched literature take care of the cultural wine industry better and better.

Tong Hua slowly put his mind at ease and agreed to let the literature and art return to work in the cultural wine industry after graduation.

The reaction of Tong Hua may be a bit excessive, but the warmth of human affection, the hot and cold state of the world, only the happiness of the family is worthy of Tong Hua's concern.

After being discharged from the hospital, he didn't care about the company's affairs.

First, literature got started faster than she imagined.

Second, she also hopes that she can take care of her body and watch a pair of dragon and phoenix children form her own family.

It would be better if I could hold a grandson or granddaughter or something earlier.

Literature and Art began to plan to bring back the fifth summer several years ago.

She did everything she could to let the fifth summer learn Chinese, just for this day.

Literature and Art brought Brunschweig whisky to China for the first time for the same purpose.

She wants to make the Fifth Xia connect with China in order to achieve the ultimate goal of bringing Xia Xia back.

Judging from the actual situation that the fifth summer is so anxious to go back, literature and art are still a long way from their intermediate goals.

The revolution has not yet succeeded, and literature and art still need to work hard.

Fifth Summer rejected Wenyi's offer to accompany her back to Scotland.

Wenyi has not returned to China for a long time, and the word friendship is very heavy in the fifth summer's heart, so heavy that she has no way to occupy any of her friends.

In this world, everyone will have things that they are unwilling to face, but have to face.

Fifth Summer didn't want to think of Yellowniemis all the time, of that cold and dark childhood.

She decided to say goodbye to the past, to be on her own, and to go back to face what Jeronymis had left her.

Take a look at what should be seen, and go to seal what should be sealed.

As for where she wants to go in the future, she really hasn't thought about it.

Fifth Xia didn't want to be accompanied by literature and art, not because she felt too tired to be a trapeze.

Rather, it is because as long as the sun is no longer blocked, it can illuminate the time around it.

Literature and art are so well protected, she did not have it before, and she should not witness it in the future, any darkness in the world.

Even the fifth summer herself was not very confident to face the darkness, so she couldn't do it, and let literature and art accompany her through such a decision.

Perhaps, the fifth summer also wants to get used to it as soon as possible, a Scotland without literature and art.

Culture died suddenly, and Literature changed schools for Literature and Art when he returned to China, and he opposed Literature and Art to contact all his former friends, and even his family background had to be kept secret.

In the years that the fifth summer and literature and art have been in Scotland, they have said everything, but they have not talked about each other's families.

The background of the growth of the fifth summer in literature and art depends on guessing, and even the surname depends on transliteration.

Fifth, Xia never asked Wenyi what she did at home.

The design of the individual bottling label is the main source of income for the fifth summer at this stage.

Fifth Xia didn't know the careful thinking of literature and art, but she didn't think about the idea of clinging to anyone.

If literature and art don't have such a good family background, if the wine culture ambassador of literature and art is really just casually self-appointed, then the fifth summer may really work hard with her in China.

It's like they founded the Wellness Punk Society in Scotland.

A small association of a school, in a few years, has grown from two people to 2,000 people, and until they graduate, the association continues to grow and develop.

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Yellowniemis left a handwritten letter to the Fifth Summer, beginning with Sommer Diwu.

In terms of Hieronimis's physical condition, writing was not an easy task for him.

Hieron Nimis wrote an entire page in crooked English, which was even a little difficult to read.

The content of the letter goes like this:

Thank God for allowing you to see this letter.

My child, know that you hate me and hate me.

When you read this letter, it means that I have gone to hell for me.

Please continue to hate me.

I am a man who was born with a curse.

All who come near me will die.

My mom and dad, my brother's family, and your mom.

So, please hate me as an ominous person.

As you grew up, I chose to stay away from you as much as possible.

I don't go to your school, I'm afraid that I, an ominous person, will bring you bad luck, and I'm afraid that my physical disability will make your classmates hostile to you.

You are eighteen years old when I write this letter.

You have finally grown up, and your tenacious vitality is my only attachment to this world.

My child, there is one thing I want to tell you.

Your mother, she is my apprentice, and she is the only one who has great talent and is willing to be my apprentice.

I guess when you were younger, you also heard rumors that I married your mother.

Just as I want to deny it, your mom has passed away mysteriously.

I didn't deny it anymore.

I am a person who was born with a disability, and if I did not acknowledge my de facto marriage to your mother, I would not have been able to adopt you after your mother's death.

I regret it all the time.

Every time I see you, I wonder if you would be happier if you went to an orphanage, my child, than if you followed an ominous person like me.

I thank God to see you grow up on your own, and to see your tenacious vitality like a curly cypress.

God heard my prayer and sent me to hell, and then you can live in a world where there will never be a curse.

When there is no longer a person in this world who can curse you at any time, please forget the past and look for good memories of the future.

Please forgive me for being an ominous person.

My child, forgive me for calling you that way in my letter after my own death.