C787 (1/2)

Great God.

God generation sunflower heart a tight, small hand involuntarily grasp sofa. She grew up in the Eight Banners palace in Hegang, and knew what the great God meant. Every one of them was an outstanding master in building the foundation, and the top fighting power of Japan.

”Don't give it away.”

When Lin Nan received this reply, her mind was blank. Did she regard herself as the guest who came to see the wedding in silence? Or do girls say goodbye to their parents when they get married and ask them not to send them away? Lin Nan actually thought that Tokyo would be built by Osaka's family. There were so many strong people in the center of Japanese political power, but he was still unwilling to ask again: ”are you sure?”

Lin Nan looked blankly ahead. He had already passed the toll gate. A few kilometers further on, the suburb officially entered the Tokyo boundary. Through the front windshield, he could see a huge signboard and intersection. To the left was area a, and to the right was area B, where Kosaka's family lived. When he got close to the intersection, his mobile phone finally rang out. The content was still very short, but it was like a hand holding his heart.

”Please, don't send it.”

”Well.”

Lin Nan was silent for a long time, and he slammed on the brake.

as the wedding motorcade filed into the right intersection, Lin Nan ignored the shouting voice of the team leader in the headset, turned the front of the car and drove back without delay. He's going back to Naichuan.

His eyes were staring at the mirror, where the wedding team gradually turned from a long dragon into a string of small black spots. After leaving Tokyo, Lin Nan relaxed and felt relieved. Anyway, the results were doomed, so it was better to accept them.

”Miss, miss, why are you crying? Alas! I'm crying! ”

”What are you doing? You should be happy on a big day.”

”If God knows you are like this, he will be angry.”

The old woman and the makeup artist tried their best to persuade and comfort her, but they didn't know why the girl was crying. She was still smiling just now. Why did she cry for a while?

Shen daikui deleted the message in the app, curled up in a ball like before, and hid it in the corner of the back seat. She couldn't help thinking, why didn't the Canary cry when it was caged? Because they don't cry?

On a high building in the distance, there stood an old man dressed as a Yin Yang master. He was wearing a tall cylindrical black hat and squinted at the opposite wedding car in the distance.

”Well, it's interesting. How dare a mouse come to Tokyo to have a wild life?”

On the way back, Lin Nan drove very slowly. He thought the Osaka family would send some bodyguards to block the road and ask him what happened when he suddenly left the team, but now it seems that he was worried too much.

A hundred wedding cars, people don't care about the one at the end of the crane.

Lin Nan was bored and flustered. He casually searched the Bluetooth connection between the central console and the mobile phone, and found that there was a Japanese version of ”ordinary road” with a high volume of play. He subconsciously ordered it to see if the other side was singing properly.

The cover singer is an uncle in his forties. His voice is hoarse and his experience seems unusual. He started his own business from scratch and was ruined by a woman. He divorced and got several green hats with him. His son is not his own. His only daughter can't bear to commit suicide by jumping off a building. That night, he wrote down the lyrics of this song , a person with a bottle, walking in the dark Tokyo.

Some people said with a smile that the song was very good and better written. Uncle laughed and said that it was a loser's song and a lament. In fact, he hated the lyrics, but he had to admire the original author.