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Someone- Like-You is a famous song by British singer Adele, a song she wrote to her ex-boyfriend.

The lyrics express the kind of reluctance, unwillingness, and pretending to be chic.

If I leave you, I will leave completely, and I will not look back. You don't have a chance to be my white moonlight, and you won't be a ditch to get the white moonlight.

You are nothing, even your breath has disappeared without a trace.

Why should I go find someone like you?

If I wanted to find someone like you, I shouldn't have left you in the first place.

I don't get along with myself, and I don't like to abuse myself.

Because, I love myself. I knew I had to live better, healthier, and stronger.

Chu Xue advised Ye Qianlong: "Don't moan painlessly. Don't hug red roses and think about white roses. I have white roses and I want red roses. When the red roses and white roses are there, I still think about the lily. ”

"Do you know my heart?" For a moment, Ye Qianlong was so sad.

She replied, "The human heart must first be self-sufficient, and then life can be fulfilled." Otherwise, no amount of love can fill the hole in the heart. ”

He was dumbfounded: "From beginning to end, haven't you ever loved me for half a minute?" Even for a second? ”

She "The love of most people is the love of hungry ghosts." No matter how much love you have, you will never feel satisfied, and you always feel that you still need more love. ”

The other party can only belong to himself, and can only be endlessly good to himself, clinging to each other and squeezing each other. All of a sudden, our true form was revealed, and in the name of love, we were just hungry ghosts full of greed.

He was unwilling: "Then the love between you and Ye Qianfan is not the love of hungry ghosts?" ”

"We may also be the love of hungry ghosts. However, I sincerely hope that Xiaofan will be as healthy and beautiful as I am. I'm not going to imprison his heart in any way. "That's what she really thought.

"Okay......" Ye Qianlong was helpless.

She smiled like a flower and was beautiful: "Xiaolong, I wish you a happy marriage." Let's be a little more distancing in the future. ”

"We're detached enough......" he felt his head hurt.

She blinked, "It's better to be a little more distant." ”

Ye Qianfan violated the last words of the night master, refused to marry Tang Xiamo, and chose to give up inheriting the Ye family's property.

He came to Chu Xue's cell: "I will be an ordinary person in the future, no longer a rich second generation."

Chu Xue disagreed: "What's so great about the rich second generation, you are very capable, you don't need to rely on the family's money and resources." ”

The family's money is never earned by themselves. If you don't have the strength, no amount of money will be enough to sit on the mountain.

"I'm doing a thorough investigation into my grandfather's murder," he said. When you're released, we'll get married. ”

She readily agreed: "Okay." ”

One of them is now an unfilial son who is disliked by the family, and the other is a suspect, and no one dislikes anyone......

Women's Prison ......

Although the first snow was a light meal, the days of captivity without personal freedom were lost.

However, she has officially become the female boss here.

Every night, someone washed her feet, someone beat her back, and some even sang and danced for her, which was very majestic.

In this prison that only talks about fists, not power, those female prisoners who want to rebel are all scared at the beginning of the snow.

After a period of ineffective resistance, Qiu Jiao finally raised the white flag and conceded defeat.

"Boss, come for tea, it's still hot."

She can't beat the first snow, she can't compare with her scheming, and she doesn't have enough little sisters.

Therefore, she can only admit it in the end.

Chu Xue was full of momentum: "After drinking this cup of tea, you are the second child in prison." No one can bully you but me. ”

"I see." can become the second, Qiu Jiao is also self-sufficient.