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she 、got、 me、 going、 down

down、 down

got、 me、 living、 on、 a 、tightrope

she 、got、 me、 going、 down

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she 、got、 me、 going、 down

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Oh、 no , you、 lie

I、 want、 so, so、I

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After dinner, the garden. Tingyu is sitting on a swing with headphones on, quietly listening to music with her eyes closed, playing her favorite recent "Psycho (Pt.2)". Whenever she has something in her heart, she likes to empty herself in this way, don't think about anything for the time being, and wait until she calms down, so that she can have a clear mind to solve those troubles.

On the balcony on the second floor, Anchen put his hands on the railing and watched the garden downstairs. Actually, it became a habit for him, and whenever he was at home, he would come to the balcony on the second floor after dinner and stand for a while to look at this beautiful garden.

Because since his mother left, he was afraid of touching the scene, so he never set foot in this place again. Nothing has changed in the garden, but unfortunately it has changed.

The wind is blowing. In the distance, a small man, dressed in a yellow T-shirt with light blue jeans, with a high ponytail and white headphones, sat on a swing and swayed gently.

The swing in memory is romantic and beautiful. Especially, this swing in the garden. It was designed and built by his father for his mother. He distinctly remembered that his dad would often stand behind her mom and gently push her mom on the swing, or he would put his arm around her and sit on the swing and swing gently......

He came to the garden, and he walked to the swing listening to the rain and stopped. Reaching out and patting Tingyu gently, Tingyu felt someone pat her on the shoulder, she raised her head, her eyes didn't open, and her voice asked lazily, "Aunt Lan, is it you?" took off one of the headphones.

"Do you open your eyes and see?" An Chen said with a smile, and when he heard the voice, he was so frightened that he hurriedly stood up. "Why haven't you gone to work yet?

An Chen leaned over and pressed his hands on Tingyu's shoulders to let her sit back on the swing. He stared at her with a serious expression, "What's wrong?"

When Ting Yu saw a swing in this garden on the upstairs balcony, he immediately went downstairs and went straight to the garden. However, she was stopped by Aunt Lan, who told her that no one was allowed to enter the garden except for him and her grandfather. When Tingyu asked Aunt Lan why she couldn't with a bitter face, Grandpa An happened to see it. Grandpa said that An Chenjin never went to that garden now, and allowed her to go quietly, anyway, An Chenjin didn't know.

Tingyu was very annoyed at the moment, she should wait for An Chen to go out and then go to the garden. But God knows, didn't Grandpa say he hadn't set foot in this place in years......?

Considering himself unlucky, he lowered his head when he heard the rain, clenched one hand nervously, and apologized to him in a low voice. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have come in without your permission. I'm going to leave right away!"