The driver of the car opposite helped Han Cheng pull the door late, and when he returned to the driver’s seat, the black Ssangyong went to the front.
My mind has been spinning at a high speed. Han Seung-wan should have been driven by his family, and now he is still qualified to take this Ssangyong Chairman. This can say that he is flying together now.
According to Korean custom, it’s impossible to stay together even though Feiyang is several years younger than Hancheng, but after all, she is Hancheng’s mother. I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my heart and tried to stop thinking about her. I thought that Hancheng’s late change into what it is now is likely to be a vicious blow from Shengmei. If it weren’t for the fiasco in China market, Hancheng would have been in the air and helped to become a Korean family leader.
According to the flying character, she hates the fear of Shengmei.
The thought that Feiyang might strike back at the San Mei Exhibition immediately upset me. I have learned her ways. If you want to cure a person, it will probably make the other person survive and not beg for death. It can’t be worse than becoming a vegetable.
Recalling the expression of Feiyang that day, she seemed to be very serious about Han Chengyue. Things became like a cycle of flying and destroying Shengmei men. Shengmei destroyed Feiyang men in one fell swoop, and then Feiyang probably had to summon up courage to destroy Shengmei.
Thinking of this, I immediately stopped a rental car and called the driver. President Fang Shuanglong told the driver to follow more quietly and not to let the other party find out. No matter how sorry I am, how she punished me, but I can never see Feiyang to attack Shengmei.
This is my only thought.
I want to protect her. I have to protect her. I can’t let her get hurt, not even a little.
When Ssangyong Motor has been driving to the suburbs for a while, I recognized the road. This is the road leading to Feiyang Farm. I have been thinking and thinking. This is a private property. Renting a car is definitely not allowed. I am afraid it is not convenient for even people to walk in.
After I saw the wooden fence around the farm in the distance on the highway, I asked the driver to stop. From the parking place, I could see a cliff in the distance surrounded by a continuous soil slope. I carefully looked at the outline there, which made me feel familiar. If I remember correctly, a hillside was the one I saw at the seaside when I left.
I went straight over and walked back quietly along the road leading to the chapel.
When I came here this time, it was very late and I couldn’t see the surrounding situation clearly. This time, I found that the farm was very quiet and there was no one around. It was about 300 meters away from the chapel. A pale yellow two-story building must have been flying. I said that the villa church was surrounded by dense plants on three sides except the door.
I walked behind the church, put my ear to the window and listened outside for a long time, so I boldly went in and returned to this nightmare place.
Walking to the organ, I found that the two diaries were still where they came from, just in the first row of seats, and the silver key was shining and lying quietly on the cover, which shows that few people come to local mean time.
I hesitated, went to the seat, sat down, picked up my notes and turned a page at will, which made me feel uncomfortable, so I quickly turned back and turned to a less exciting place before stopping.
This is the second day that Mr. Han brought him back to his apartment.
There was pain, yellow, white, and thick smelly liquid gurgled and died for many days. The bed smelled of fish and shrimp, and the quilt was dirty. I wanted to wash my hands and finish my strength. I finally leaned against the bed and couldn’t move at all after seeing my knees. I could lean against the bed and let it slowly expand the wet range on the bed. My thighs felt very cold and sticky.
I pinched my face and left a layer of skin.
It finally stopped. It’s not dry anymore. Like the yellow shrimp shell bed, the legs are all like this. I’m lying in the shrimp shell in the cutie bed in the warm room.
Mr. Han went home. His washbasin was full of water and he took a thick towel to help me wipe it before going to bed.
He is very serious and dedicated to help me clean up little by little.
He called me Amani.
I really want to apologize to him. I made the beautiful room a hell. His eyes are pure and I can’t speak.
He changed the mattress and put me in a warm bed again. He covered me with cotton cloth, and I was so smelled of cotton cloth.
Mr. Han put a chair beside the bed and a thick pile on the floor.
At the desk lamp, he always looks at me and then looks
In this way, he looked at me for a while and studied hard, and then looked at me for a while.
He said he wouldn’t take me to the hospital. He didn’t want others to see me. He wanted the best doctor to treat me, so he treated me at home.
Sixteenth day
Seeing Jun Yun Hu, don’t you?
He asked me to supervise him to read it with the most serious attitude. Mr. Han Chengwan is really a very serious person. Just take a word from it and he will go on reciting it.
Cheng Ye took me to the grass to bask in the sun. He knelt on the grass honestly and recited it in front of me seriously.
The wind and rain are sad, and the chickens crow.
The wind and rain are raining, the chicken calls, the glue, and the clouds are not burning.
The wind and rain are gloomy, and the cock crows unceasingly.
I looked at his back with a book of songs.
Oh, emperor, isn’t this something I can only see in my dreams? When I was a child, every winter, my parents would take me to the mountains for a holiday. The house was very warm, and the charcoal in the charcoal basin burned red. My mother always hugged me, and then my parents asked each other questions, and I also answered them.
Chengwan knelt on the grass very meekly with his hands on his legs.
I have never seen such a person as Seung-wan, and I never dared to imagine such a person.
Day 56
I’m married.
Although the priest blessed an old man to get married at the bedside, I still felt a little sad, a little sad
Cheng Ye was calm.
I’m a little sad
I looked at Feiyang page by page and kept a diary.
The auditorium is very quiet. Leaves come out of the window and sway or rustle in my ears.