Originally, survival came from instinct, but now I really want to live. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The Wangjing you described had people who had lost their facial features, and you scribbled on their faces, and the expression of the narrative made people laugh.

You say pull. The reason why Sa is called La. Sa, and a toilet in three steps, and a security check card in five steps, is because the locals were too unqualified in the early years, and they pulled everywhere.

You told me that the dirtier the seafood in Sanya, the better it tastes, and that your friend is looking for a small local area. Sister didn't buy it, and was chased everywhere.

You have to keep smiling at the Japanese bar you work for, and you say that sometimes your face twitches, and you wonder when you wipe your glass like this, and how long it will take to touch the bartenders.

You say that you are like a weak boat drifting in rough seas, with no special preferences, just working hard to live wholeheartedly, creating a profession that you like.

Your story is getting more and more off track, and sometimes you just start to merge yourself with the male protagonist and start telling your own story.

I remember every funny thing, as if I really went through these ridiculous long years with you.

Every time I finish the day's treatment, I look for my phone and wait for your update.

I had given up on life a long time ago, but because of you, the bitter potion that sustained life became sweet, and the old patients passing by in the cold hospital building walked with light steps, and the quiet and terrible surroundings suddenly became energetic.

The story you're writing seems to have no end, and I'm afraid I can't imagine the end until I die, and I'm looking forward to your updates later.

But suddenly you stopped updating, and things you never imagined really happened.

Could it be that the weight of life makes you unable to afford to write novels that are not rewarding.

Did you get to other cities, have a better chance, and forget that someone is waiting for you.

I started to hate myself for making meaningless efforts, and by the way, I hated me for letting you continue to persevere......

The story came to an abrupt end, and the hatchet of the ending never appeared.

You ask me, "Brother Fusheng, is it interesting to watch me talk about this nonsense every day?" You ask me what kind of person I am, what kind of air I breathe, do I have a particularly difficult boss, or what interesting experiences I can share, do I have any home remedies for stomach pain, and do I go home to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with my parents? ”

Tomorrow is probably my death, and everyone is sure that I can't survive that level, and the gods can't save me when they come.

I can no longer read your novels and listen to you tell outside stories in your ear.

In the hours leading up to your death, the questions you asked me kept coming back to mind.

In fact, I have made an answer to every one, and I have repeatedly typed it out in the book review interface, but I always deleted it, wrote and deleted it.

Because, my life is all about you.

My simple and miserable life is colored by your mess.

My name is Lin Ke, my real name is Lin Ke, and I am a girl, not a floating brother!

Breathing the air of the hospital.

If you have a boss who is particularly difficult, it is exactly the same as the one you said.

I've had many interesting experiences like pulling. Why is Sa called Ra. Sa.

I have a lot of ways to treat stomach pain, I looked it up for a long time, and I recorded a thick book, and I almost became a stomach expert, but I didn't have time to tell you.

Mid-Autumn Festival, the reason why you mentioned the Mid-Autumn Festival is because I was very homesick that day, I thought with you, and I thought hard with you under the round moon.

These answers keep coming to mind, trying to tell you, just echoing in the chest.

I wanted to shout the answers to these questions in the eternally silent hospital room, trying to hear your echo, trying to open my mouth, only to let out a cry of "ahhh

Constantly refreshing the web page can't wait for the latest update.

There is a blood cancer girl named Lin Ke who has been waiting for you.

Your story is interesting, it's the best book I've ever read.

No matter how much you look down on yourself, he even prolonged my life.

Where are you? What kind of air do you breathe? What's the new story?

These lingering questions may be the end of the book, but I can no longer know.

You really hate it! Very bad! Bastard! Stinky rascals! Talking doesn't count!

I said that I can't just say I love you, but because I spent a few pennies on a subscription, I said "I love you".

I'm sorry...... I shouldn't have said that about you...... It's me who is too selfish.

I just did something so insignificant, and you spent most of your rest for me.

You said that no matter how hard you worked, you would keep it updated, and said thank you for not giving up on you.

Now, I, Lin Ke, have been waiting for you, never give up on you, can you come back and whisper the next interesting story in your ear?

I've said so much just to tell you.

You have a bad stomach, don't be a picky eater, and you can't hate white radish.

Don't stay up late, get a full eight hours of sleep anyway.

You have to make a lot of money so that everyone doesn't hate you.

Say thank you to the boss who made things difficult for you, he actually treated you well.

There is also one of the most serious problems, although I don't understand very well, but it must be women.

Find a healthy, ass boss and son woman as you say.

......

There may be a lot of pain in the future, and there will be people who will torture you and hurt you.

You have to stick to what you say and stick to what you believe.

Lin Ke really, really likes and likes you very much, I really want to listen to your stories for the rest of my life, and selfishly let you stay by my side.

"Being too close can make love something negative."

In the future, what we will be separated by is not half of Wangjing, countless network cables, but untouchable life and death.

So far...... My love may be able to give you a positive message......

(You may never see this passage, but if you do, you should be a madwoman talking crazy and look at the past.) )

End of article.

Lin Xie unconsciously had red eyes, and it was not until the tears dripped on the screen of his mobile phone that he realized that he had wiped away the tears.

Closed text picture, a line of plain white words below.

2014-7-610:15:41From personal center.

The last chapter of the apprenticeship is June 25.

It can also be said that twelve days after the death of the apprentice for some reason, Lin Ke waited for the renewal and passed away.

They are each in pain, but they get warmth from the most familiar and unfamiliar each other, warm each other, and care for each other closely.

Love has a long-term relationship, and it can also be love at first sight, but there is only a so-called subscription relationship between them, but seeing the back of the primary school apprentice typing violently, Lin Ke's sincere suicide note, who can say that their love is not real and great?

The rain became so fierce that the sparse raindrops merged into bean-sized raindrops, and they fell on the iron rain shield of the ramen shop downstairs with almost a smashing force.

5DD accompanied the apprentice to look at the wall, and the stewardess nodded Lin Xie's back, as if bored and urging him to sleep.

After reading it with Lin Xie, the two of them fell silent except for Lin Xie who woke up his nose and fell silent.

The room at half past three in the morning looked lively but extremely bleak.

Lin Xie was stringing together the key contents of Lin Ke's suicide note, because he wasn't sure if Lin Ke had really passed away!

Until the last moment, you can't give up the possibility of letting them meet, and you must convey the ending of the novel to Lin Ke's lonely time.

Be! She said it was a suicide note, and the next day's surgery would kill her.

For the sake of that distant ending, she simply prolonged her life that seemed inconceivable to outsiders.

The feelings that I cherish for their secret cannot be given up in vain!

Perhaps, it is possible that she is still alive, and what she said as an obsessive junior apprentice has a chance to be conveyed to her.

It's like a lifeguard and her daughter, the two of them briefly touched each other.

Blood cancer, Wangjing, wealthy family.

Half of Wangjing, west of Liujiayao Bridge, where to ...... Haidian? Chao yang?

Quiet surroundings...... Mo is not a suburb?