C563 (1/2)

Staring at the purple green on the corner of his mouth, he stroked with wood and touched it gently, and his mouth couldn't stop nagging: ”what's going on here? There is a purple flower

”Beautiful?”

”What's beautiful? Don't you feel pain? Who are you fighting with again? ”

”With the cold floor.”

”It's not a child. It's too careless. I despise you. ”

Wood is to Zuo en fell purple blue mouth plaster, two people have a word without a word to say.

Zuo en is very quiet at her disposal, the light is a halo. Light, shallow, diffuse around.

This kind of feeling is very warm, really, do not have to hold the head to cry bitterly, don't have to roar the sky to roar the injustice of heaven.

In fact, only those who have experienced hardships will understand that life is plain and light.

We are all ordinary people, we smile, we also strive to live.

”What about the broken glass on the palm?”

Staring, the scar on the palm of left en's hand, wood wood is almost angry.

Why this arrogant guy, his whole body is hurt. When she came to him, she saw that he was scarred. It was as if he was deliberately tormenting himself in order to destroy her poor nerves.