She was bending down to pick up the wig knocked off by a passing child.
As I looked up, our eyes n
“Is it you?” She obviously recognized me.
She straightened her crooked wig and said, “I didn’t tell you!
last u
time, but actually we are quite similar, both short–lived souls.”
“That day, I had originally planned to close the store,” she smiled, “you are the last customer of my career.”
“What illness?”
“Leukemia.”
She smiled indifferently and said, “There’s nothing to be done.”
We walked out of the hospital side by side, and I took out a cigarette and gave her one. We struggled to light each other’s cigarettes in the cold wind.
They exchanged a glance.
We suddenly laughed.
They were two unlucky bastards.
We smiled and watched the smoke dissipate in the wind, as if our impending ending was approaching
I changed my flight ticket.
No longer going abroad.
Michelle Maddox and I booked tickets together to fly to Reddale.
My body could no longer withstand the journey to the other side of the ocean.
It was probably destined that I would never have the opportunity to see foreign scenery in this lifetime.
The two of us, being like–minded souls, agreed instantly and both wanted to go see Lake Hanwich. Last night, Kella posted another new video.
“Countdown of 5 days, thank you for being willing to endure fear and accompany me bungee jumping.”
“I loved you
In the video, Quinten and her ted safety ropes, stood on a hundred–meter high platform, embraced each other and jumped off.
Because he was afraid of heights, his body was slightly stiff.
But still, at the moment of leaping down, he shouted loudly.
“I loved you!!!
“Keila
However, upon careful listening, the pronunciation of the last two words is not “Kella”.
But it was Kierta
The wedding
i was four days away.
Michelle asked me if there was anything else I wanted to do. I thought for a moment and asked her to accompany me to meet someone.
On the way, Michelle asked me, “Is she your friend?” I shook my head, “On the contrary, she is my… archenemy,”
Michelle raised an eyebrow but didn’t ask.
Regina Bruce was the fiercest woman on several streets in Easter District.
One person managed seven or eight bars, being ruthless to others and equally ruthless to himself.
No one gained any advantage.
She was called out by someone and frowned at me, “What are you here for again?”
She instantly changed her facial expression.
“Just give it a try.”
“You should also refrain from fighting and killing in the future, and settle down earlier.”
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