Su San wanted to cheer, wanted to jump, and wanted to shout: Happy!

The German poem recited by Yuwei that day translates to which teenager is not in love, and which girl is not pregnant with spring. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoSu San lost his father and mother because of family changes since he was a child, and he traveled to many places, under the fence, and later came to the orphanage without friends, and struggled alone. In the past days, she was always a helpless child, squatting alone on the corner of the street, watching the people in front of her pass by like flowing water, but none of the warm hands belonged to her. She tried hard to catch something, but there was nothing but the bitter north wind. Loneliness is like chilblains that secretly appeared when I was a child, even if the skin is restored after many years, the base of the chilblains will still ache faintly in the hands.

After getting to know Luo Yin, Su San was timid and withdrawn, and he couldn't help but want to touch this emotion. She longs for a solid shoulder and a warm harbor from the heart, and at the same time she is cautious, for fear that she will be wrong in the slightest, and she will be laughed at by others if she loses her reserve.

The world demands different things from women and men. Men linger in the flowers, which is called suave, and women privately love others and are scolded and shameless, the point is to be obscene sluts.

And now, Su San felt the heat coming from Luo Yin's sturdy arm, especially to further understand his mind, knowing that he was definitely not a person who would be at the mercy of the family's interests, that satisfaction and joy were like fireworks blooming in the night sky, exploding with a snap, spreading in his heart, everywhere.

Su San was worried that she would laugh, and hurriedly lowered her head to look at the cement pavement on the ground, she didn't notice it herself, the slightly red ears had already revealed her thoughts, Luo Yin suddenly reached out and pinched her earlobes and asked, "Why don't you wear earrings." ”

Su San trembled and said in a mosquito-like voice: "Stupid you, didn't you see that I didn't prick my ears and eyes?" ”

Luo Yin laughed: "There is a saying that the sedan chair is pierced in the ears and eyes, I wonder if you want to wait for that day to pierce it." ”

Su San's little face was pink when he said it, like a peach blossom in March, and his eyes were even more watery. Luo Yin sighed and said, "I really should give you a mirror, the look in your eyes now is simply the second Guo Qiaoqiao." ”

Su San only heard the last sentence Guo Qiaoqiao, and his face sank and said, "What, what is thinking about Guo Qiaoqiao is now?" ”

Luo Yin was stunned for a moment, then laughed, couldn't straighten his waist when he laughed, and pressed his hand on his stomach: "Oh my God, look at you now, let's not eat sweet and sour chops, just find a dumpling restaurant, and drink two taels of old vinegar first." ”

"You're really interested." A woman's cold voice came from behind me.

Su San was about to reach out to hit Luo Yin, but when he heard this, his hand stopped in the air, and then fell down and slapped on his arm.

"Writer Zeng, I haven't seen you for a long time, I heard that you went to Hong Kong some time ago?"

Su San greeted.

"Well, just came back." Zeng Writer looked up at the apartment, "Are you two here to find Xinyi?" ”

Su San nodded.

Zeng writer sneered: "I see that you are also blind people who light lamps in vain, our Ms. Jin is having a good time now, and she doesn't care about us old friends at all, and I am nosy." ”

"What, Writer Zeng just came out of Ms. Kim's house?"

Su San saw that her face was not very good, so he asked. Of course, Su San also knew that Zeng had a good face, and most of the time he had a cold face.

"Come out? People are now in high taste, disdain me as a friend, and they didn't call me in at all, and they said through the door that they told me to go, don't worry about her, what is this called? ”

Zeng was indignant. She may not have realized that the reason why she is so angry is because deep down she cares about this friendship very much.

"Zeng Writer, you also know the temper of Sister Jin Family, she is straightforward and fast-talking, I am afraid that someone who has no eyes will provoke her again, and sulk at home alone. Just in time you went to catch up, she was uncomfortable. ”

"Yo, she's not comfortable, I'm not at ease." Zeng wrote a pout, his expression extremely disdainful.

Luo Yin looked at Su San and said three words quietly: "Woman!" ”

Su San affectionately held Zeng Writer's arm: "Don't be angry, let's go up together, if she doesn't open the door, we will tear down her door." ”

Su San was in a good mood at the moment, and unconsciously lied to Zeng Writer.

This former writer was born in a family in the past, but his parents were enemies and looked down on each other. When she was only a few years old, her mother left her to study abroad, and her father was a big smoker, who only liked to smoke a lot of cigarettes and play to marry his aunt and wife home every day. She has never been treated so gently, Su San straddled her arm, her body was originally stiff, but Su San had a coquettish tone between his words, Zeng Writer's cold heart gradually cracked, and a little warmth slowly penetrated in, she thought about it and said: "Okay, but if you really don't open the door, you will be responsible for breaking the door, this time I say that I won't get used to her stinky problem." ”

Su San was affectionate and affectionate, holding Zeng Writer in front.

Zeng Writer was most afraid of having intimate contact with people, but Su San grasped it tightly, she tried to struggle a few times to no avail, so she could only roll her eyes and go with Su San.

Luo Yin looked at Writer Zeng from behind and smiled uncomfortably, Su San seemed to be in a very good mood, he was invited and coquettish, no matter how high Writer Zeng was helpless in front of her,

If Su San faced the messy women in his family with full firepower, maybe the outcome would be uncertain.

However, he immediately shook his head vigorously, to forget this thought, how could he be willing to let Su San deal with those troublesome things. Her calmness and seriousness are also good. Jiaohan is jealous or not, she can only appreciate it by herself, and Yu Wei doesn't want to watch it.

In fact, Su Sanfei wanted to drag Zeng Writer upstairs for selfishness. She thinks that her friendship with Ms. Jin is far worse than that of Writer Zeng, and if there is any variables on Ms. Jin's side, she can tolerate Writer Zeng a little bit when she looks at her face at a dangerous moment.

Life has just begun to accumulate all hope, beckoning to Su San gently in front, so that she doesn't have to be stupid and meddling in her own happiness.

Soon, the three people got out of the elevator and stood in front of Ms. Kim's house.

Luo Yin stepped forward and rang the doorbell.

There was no sound in it for half a day.

Zeng was furious: "Look, look, this one is now starting to put on a score." ”

She slammed the door with her fist a few times in annoyance, and shouted loudly: "Jin Xinyi, there is a degree of tolerance among people, don't challenge my patience, my aunt and grandmother are not those delicate young ladies who annoyed me to find someone to demolish your apartment." ”

"Mighty!" Su Sanchong stretched out his thumb to the writer, and at the same time said, "Sister, let's come to see you together, just open the door." ”

"You're very bitter."

There was a sigh from Ms. Jin inside, and then the door opened a crack, Su San sniffed, and hurriedly looked at Luo Yin. The latter spotted something wrong in her anxious gaze, and it seemed that there must be some strange smell in the room.

(To be continued.) )