On the day of the French tired, back to the dormitory only to find I was the only one, do not want to read books, do not want to listen to music, then pick up the phone, could be a coincidence, or the heart have a telephone recall, his head in the flashing, then pick from the phone, the signal may not be right to me very vague, so I yelled with the usual tone of voice: Hello, hello, hello ,,,,,,; his tone relaxation.
tone never fluctuations.
how? I said, really. you! But off the machine, it also suffers from heart, think of reasons to feel ridiculous fight, because there is no reason.
so he switched, short message came, opened it: it off, I hope baby early start, I'll be downstairs, and I feel good on down the Ngong!
I shot back, then back to a pique: Well, at least an hour!
his message at this time will never change: Well, as long as Baby child and hard about me waiting for you!
about half an hour, I lounged downstairs, he had a hand in the downstairs of my favorite Tangchaolizai: eat quickly, or the heat!
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