And Ann promised to hold a box, seems to be tossing tired, sitting on the ground beside the table, tired fell asleep.

Bai Jingjin curiously walks over and stares at the box she holds So this is it.

Qin Muchen leaned against the doorframe and looked at them quietly. Looking at the mess of the room again, he had a deeper smile: "my family is still twelve."

When you get angry, at most Just ignore him.

How could it be so chaotic.

Bai Jingjin gave him a white look.

In Qin Muchen's eyes, only Gu Shinian was a woman, which he had learned for a long time.

"What's in it?" Qin Muchen asked curiously.

"Love letters."

She wrote it.

She tore it up.

He pieced together a love letter.

Ninety nine in all.

Every word, she loves him.

Qin Muchen's lips hook: "get things done, I'll wait for you below."

……

"What's the matter?"

"As you said, the news has been sent out." Qin Muchen threw the newspaper in front of him: "it's so noisy. I'll see how you end it."

"And the one upstairs."

"If she knows, you'll have to worry about it."

"What happened before you and song Enron."

"She won't know." "Unless you don't want to live," Bai Jingjin vowed

Qin Muchen believed that.

Anyone who has the courage to let Ann know will die.

"But what are you doing?" Qin Muchen asked curiously: "she has been disfigured. A song family doesn't need you to go to great trouble."

Sometimes, it's not a one sentence thing.

"How to say it." White truss Hibiscus lowered her head, eyebrows and eyes gently raised a touch of Yue color: "in her body, those injuries, I want to revenge myself."

He remembers the pain, the good and the bad, by himself.

However, those injuries, even if she forgot, after all, existed.

Now, he just wanted to ask for all the injuries she had suffered one by one.

Qin Muchen sneered: "forget it, you are just like this."

Love to the extreme.

You can also hate to the extreme.

……

Ann promised to wake up, sit on the bed, holding the box, looking at the box of love letters.

Attention: Bai Jingjin.

Sender: Ann promised.

Are these all love letters she wrote to Bai Jingjin?

From the age of 18 to 23, there were ninety-nine

Ann promised to look at those pieces of love letters pieced together, curiously biting the lower lip, who tore it, and who put it together?

"What do you want to say after watching so long?" As usual, Bai Jingjin put a cup of milk beside the bedside table.

What are you talking about.

Ann promised to purr her lips: "these I wrote them all? "

"Well."

"Well, who tore it?"

"You."

"I wrote it myself. I tore it myself. Is my brain abnormal?" An promise obviously didn't believe it. The handwriting on it went from green to graceful The paper turned yellow.

“…… At the time, you were angry with me. " White truss Hibiscus simple jump: "I do wrong, make you very angry, and then, you tear up these."

"Well Who put it together? " Ann promised to look at the love letters, the brain is still a blank.

“…… I don't know White truss Hibiscus picked up a love letter, bitter smile: "at that time almost thought, even if spell back, also can't go back to the past, but fortunately, also come back."

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