Chapter 510: Self-inflicted affection

I don't know how long a person's life is, how tired I live, what else can I say, what else can I ask, everything is unknown.

Xia Lang's mood sank again to the point that he couldn't sink anymore, what else could he say, what else could he say, at this moment, there was nothing to say, and there was nothing to ask, everything had nothing to do with him.

What does that mean, what else can I say, what is the situation, what else can I say, what else can I think, is everything really nothing to do with me? It's a really crushing age.

What else can be said, what is going on, no one knows, no one can figure out, and it all starts a long, long time ago.

Perhaps, these things have nothing to do with him, he just fell into the trap of the people, Xia Lang's heart turned a thousand times, he heard the person still chattering in his ear, and the whole person was almost a little broken, but he didn't know what to do.

What else can be done, maybe there is no more, what can be done, what else can be thought, what is going on, or, from the beginning, these things have nothing to do with themselves.

It's really speechless, too many things make me feel collapsed, it really makes people feel very tired, it's really very tired, what else can I say, what else can I ask, everything has nothing to do with me, Xia Lang smiled when he thought of this.

At this moment, it's not just that he's laughing, what else can he say, what else can he ask, it seems that there is no more, what the hell is going on, it seems that there is nothing to say at all, and there is nothing to ask.

With a life like this, Xia Lang felt very speechless, but he couldn't avoid it, and at the same time, not only him, but also other people felt depressed.

Now, not only him, but the other people's mood is not much better, they are all made by the words that keep coming, and their mentality is about to collapse, they didn't expect the cliff of pain to be such a place.

Of course, over time, they are all used to it, and they don't know what else to say, what else can they ask, what is going on, perhaps, these things have nothing to do with themselves, just let these things disperse, it has nothing to do with me, what else can I say, what else can I think, what is going on, what can I think about.

Why is my heart miserable, what did I do wrong, Xia Lang thought about this, and unconsciously walked forward I don't know how far, and finally, stopped.

Zhu Xiaoxiao and Xiao Mi appeared in front of him, and Zhu Xiaoxiao asked, "What are you thinking?"

Xia Lang smiled, "I don't know what you mean by this, and I don't know what you're thinking." ”

Others disagree with this statement, but there is no way to refute it, life is like this.

However, it seems that there is more to say now, and he can also ask, of course, what else can he think, he doesn't know, and he doesn't want to ask more.

Perhaps these things were designed from the beginning, and they just played the role of useless people for a while.

If that's the case, what else can you do, what else can you think, what else can you ask, everything is casual, it seems that there is nothing to say, let alone ask.

I just suddenly felt so tired, Xia Lang's mood began to fluctuate again, and I couldn't figure out why I was doing this over and over again.

Zhu Xiaoxiao and Xiao Mi didn't ask any more questions, so they all walked together on the deserted street.

Now, what else can be said, what else can be asked, everything is really too speechless, what else can be thought, is these things really making other people feel collapsed, and it makes people feel speechless, it's really unlucky, especially unlucky, never so unlucky.

What else can I say, what else can I ask, what the hell is going on, it has nothing to do with me at all, what the hell is going on, why am I involved in this matter, if people are speechless, this is a world that makes people feel particularly broken, if this is really the case, what else can I say.

Xia Lang had nothing to say, Zhu Xiaoxiao and Xiao Mi were the same, they had nothing to say, and there was nothing to ask, everything made them speechless to the extreme.

It seems that it really has nothing to do with me, Xia Lang walked alone on the dark road, and he didn't know what to say, let alone what else he could ask.

Everything almost broke his emotions, and he couldn't understand what was going on.

Forget it, these things have nothing to do with him from the beginning, they are self-inflicted, and they shouldn't be involved in this matter at all, Xia Lang has nothing to say, and nothing to ask.

What else can be thought of, what else can be said, it is really speechless.

Other than that, they really don't have anything to think about, so they just watch everything around them silently.

Just as if this West Cliff had never existed, Xia Lang said so, and Zhu Xiaoxiao and Xiao Mi were stunned.

Zhu Xiaoxiao said, "What's the matter, Xia Lang, you don't plan to care about things here?"

Xia Lang didn't speak, Xiao Mi spoke again, and then, he didn't say anything, he didn't ask anything, what else was there to talk about, it seemed that it really made people feel speechless.

What else can be said, or what else can be asked, what should be said, what should be asked, what is going on?

No one knew the specific situation, no one asked, everyone just looked at everything around them silently, as if the things around them had nothing to do with them.

Xia Lang didn't know what to say, and he didn't understand what else to say, what should he talk about, what should he think about, these things should have nothing to do with him.

There really is nothing left to say, what else can be asked, what is going on, no one can say clearly, what else can be thought, what is going on.

It's too speechless in the world, there is really nothing to think about, Xia Lang's emotions are on the verge of collapse again, and there is nothing to say, let alone ask.

How to think about these things, how to deal with them, Xia Lang didn't know at all, and he really didn't think about it anymore, anyway, there was really nothing to ask, forget it.