Chapter 9: The Sycamore Tree (1)
I'm going to say this sentence is a good in a.
I misread you.
Of course it's not you who hurt.
Typical standing and talking without back pain.
is not an insider, and I can't see the suffering of an insider.
Sometimes there is always that kind of moral kidnapping.
In a name that commands you, demands to do something you don't want to do.
If you don't do it, they're going to kidnap you morally in some name.
This kind of thing is really disgusting.
You can't resist it.
Put a high hat on you.
If you don't.
It will show that there is something wrong with your character, or even if you don't say it to your face. It can also feel like it is detrimental to your image.
In the hearts of others.
Especially when the crowd is particularly large.
Qiao Ao did not answer her words. Instead, he looked down at the little bird.
The bird was still struggling to get up.
But the feathers on the feathers were already a little injured, and they couldn't tell the difference.
The bird is still struggling.
Even if you know you can't get up.
Qiao Ao didn't know what he was trying to do?
Why give it a try when it's impossible to succeed.
"You're not me, you don't know how dangerous the situation was in the sorghum fields at that time."
Qiao Ao was silent for a long time before slowly answering the words of the heroine Yan Qing'er.
"Preparing for the scene, the life experience is miserable. As a nobleman, he also has a last resort. He did it all for the sake of ...... For my sake, you can let them go. ”
There are always those who use their own flaws and pain to steal the mercy of others.
Sometimes people give mercy out of their compassion.
Sometimes it feels like it's taken for granted.
Deny this mercy.
Qiao Ao didn't need such a thing, and he didn't have it.
Don't want to give alms.
But there will always be people who will force you to give such things.
How disgusting it is to take for granted.
Qiao Ao didn't answer, just let out a nasal sound.
Then he bent down to pick up the bird and turned away.
The heroine Yan Qing'er still shouted Qiao Ao's name behind her, but Qiao Ao turned a deaf ear and walked away.
The plot of the Virgin Mary, there will always be a moment.
I don't know what the turtle grandson said to Yan Qing'er.
turned Yan Qing'er's three souls upside down.
The footsteps were getting farther and farther away, and Yan Qing'er stood there dumbfounded.
I don't know what to do next, maybe Yan Qing'er at this moment feels that she didn't say anything wrong or do anything wrong?
Only a daze remains, but there is no word helplessness.
"Qiao Ao, we are friends!" Yan Qing'er shouted, shouting at Qiao Ao's back.
The voice was loud, and I was afraid that Qiao Ao would not hear it.
A person's hearing is a very magical setting, and sometimes he chooses selective hearing impairment.
He only wants to hear what he wants to hear, what he doesn't want to hear, what he doesn't want to ignore, and he chooses not to hear it.
Getting along with each other.
It's good enough to exchange secrets with each other, but after the heat of human relationships exceeds this temperature, it will go into a cooling state.
In the cooldown state, only the weakness of human nature remains.
Passion is always cooled and disgusted.
Therefore, people should never get too close to each other.
It is only reasonable to leave three percent of the mystery.
The most important thing is not to take yourself too seriously in the hearts of others.
In the end, it is nothing more than self-deception.
Summing up in a few words, think too much about the series.
Qiao Ao looked down at the little bird's injuries.
It seems that the injury is not light, and you must bandage it well when you go back. Should I buy another birdcage?
Let him stay in the cage to recuperate, and then set him free.