Chapter 427 (1/2)
The main difference is that if he doesn't want to, he will kiss me and so on; If you compromise. Then you have to pay double interest.
Maybe it's because of altitude sickness, which makes me very tired.
Yin Yijie seems to be in the right place. If I'm tired, I have to rely on him. That's how his male chauvinism came about, Khan! However, many people's toughness is not compared with the strong, but with the weak.
Ah. Life goes on like this. But everyone else seems to be busy, with phone calls and emails.
A few of them really began to inquire about the price of the bus and the general situation, and some even inquired about the operation of the air-conditioned car. Because air-conditioned cars are more expensive, there must be some gap.
But I don't comment much on this. It's a question of who will be the biggest in the end when the price is multiplied by the quantity. The price is large and the quantity is small. The price is small and the quantity is large. This is a very special case in taxation. What's the theory? I forgot.
Anyway. When the tax rate is very low. The tax revenue must be low; As tax rates rise. Tax revenue will rise; And after reaching a certain limit, there will be an inflection point. The higher the tax rate is, the lower the tax revenue will be. Of course, another theory says that the tax revenue will not decrease but will not increase.
These theories aside. Brian is so busy that he doesn't touch his feet, especially when he's eating. He spends more than half of his time answering the phone or swearing.
But. Yin Yijie drove him many times, but he did not go. He said that he would not go, and he was so angry that he vomited blood.
It's windy and sunny, and the temperature in and around the city is a bit like summer, hot! Hot and dry! Yin Yijie always put a thick sunscreen on me for fear that I would get sunburnt and make my skin shiny as if I were fished out in an oil pan.
In addition, he always takes advantage of me when I wipe it. Two times, he suddenly wants to do something and comes.
Alas, I wonder if this kind of desire and discontent can be contagious, or I have this problem, because no matter when he wants it, I'm always ready.
Shaking my head, I don't want to think about it. It seems that there is nothing but love between me and him. It seems that I am really his woman.
Isn't it? What else can I use to separate myself and make myself independent?
Ah, Ta'er temple is really a sacred place. After hearing that cangyang Gyatso was released, he wandered around Alashan Left Banner and Ta'er temple.
Some people say that he died of illness and was buried in Ta'er temple. Others say that he passed away in Chengqing temple.
There is no history to test. It is very likely that the later good doers can't bear to see the amorous people end up in failure, and they make up something similar to a water mirror that sympathizes with the weak.
Apart from all kinds of stories and legends, Ta'er temple is really a sacred place. The never-ending rotating Scripture tube, the flying prayer flags, the loud chanting sound, the devout lamas, the sincere pilgrims, the respectful visitors... All interweave the resplendent belief of the white wall red hall.
Looking for love from a reincarnated living Buddha's poem may be absurd, but there is a deep sadness between the lines. Even if I first came into contact with Tibetan culture and the translation of this poem is different, I can't help but be moved by it
On that day, I closed my eyes in the mist of the Sutra hall, and suddenly heard the truth of your chanting;
In that month, I shook all the Scriptures, not for transcendence, just to touch your fingertips;
That year, I kowtowed my head and crawled on the mountain road, not for the audience, but for your warmth;
In that life, I turned mountains, rivers and pagodas, not for reincarnation, but for meeting you on the way
The various books placed outside the temple have different translations; But I love this version alone.
”I shake all the Scriptures, not for transcendence, just to touch your fingertips...” this is a bit of Li Yu's tactful, but more profound, simple love. No wonder it has been accepted by the religious people from generation to generation and passed down from generation to generation. Is this the power of love? Move yourself and others? Or the boring lust of people after keeping warm?
I don't know. I put my hand in the palm of Yin Yijie's hand, and I suddenly felt that after wandering around for so many days, I gained what is love.
Love doesn't give me 30 million dollars or five houses.
Instead, he bathed me carefully, just to make sure I was healthy; He was so angry that he scolded me because he disrupted his plan and couldn't let Yin accept me as soon as possible, so he made a happy couple with me
Yin Yijie put down all the important and urgent things at hand and brought me out. He inspired me to the point of exaggeration, just to let me open my heart, live happily and live in his love.
Of course, he firmly believed that he loved me most and could give me happiness, so he insisted that I accept it.
It seems that if I don't accept this, I just don't know if I'm blessed. Maybe, right
Oh, Fu, who knows.
But one thing is for sure, you can definitely eat delicious food at night and have a good sleep in a high-end hotel.
On these issues, he will never let me suffer.
Well, even if he is sometimes very sensual, but love, not through certain forms, how to express it?
Do you talk about it everyday, but it makes me feel that life is not like death
Ah, it's not that serious,
Crazy. I don't think I can use it.
To tell you the truth, I didn't bring out my notebook after being idle for so many days. I feel a little uncomfortable.
The feeling of being disarmed is very weak and useless.
It seems that I'm not destined to be a character who is loved by others and is waiting to be popular and spicy.
It's no wonder that I always feel more and more irritable because of the lack of something; It turns out that there is some emptiness.
When I got to the hotel, before I could express it, Yin Yijie probably planned to enrich me.
I know, these two days, environmental restrictions, what, he is not very happy.
Alas, it can't go on like this. I have to find a way. He's like a baby who hasn't been weaned
”Dong Dong Dong!”
Well, good revolutionary comrades have come to liberate the suffering female compatriots, chicken jelly.
Yan Yijie angrily opened the door and wanted to bite him as soon as he saw someone.
Bryan ignored it, squeezed in by the door, handed me his cell phone and said:
”Your mother is ill, * adenocarcinoma, you first listen to what we discuss, don't be too sad.”
Well, this
Why is my mother sick at this time? No wonder people say that when she just retired, she was sick here and there, so
It's not that I'm unfilial. I can't say I'm sad. I just think it's weird.
With the phone, I don't even know how to talk.
Anyway, when I was sick as a child, my mother never took care of me, and my life was very cheap. Except for the occasional fever, which broke my grandmother's heart, there was nothing else.
Last time, Dr. Bai was worried about my concurrent bronchitis, but it was still good. It didn't matter.
Now, what should I say?
Alas, with mom and Dad, always so strange, this feeling, so strange, unreal, can't touch.
Yin Yijie helped me sit down on the sofa, stroked my hair, took the phone and let me just listen.
Brian sat aside and didn't go.
He looks serious, as if things are a little difficult? Yin Yijie and he had exchanged eyes for several times, and I didn't have the heart to look and study. To tell you the truth, I couldn't tell the taste in my heart.
*I don't know what adenocarcinoma is, but I know cancer. It's hard to deal with. Although it's not necessary to die, it's also
Why do you have a hunch? Just now I was a little upset and confused at the gate of the temple. Is it really so effective? Yin Yijie kisses my sideburns and doesn't speak, but I think I understand what he means.
In fact, this kind of relationship, alas... Alas
Tangled! pain! Why are you in such trouble with mom? Sky!
”Oh my...” the phone rings, always reminds me of the cake seller, steamed.
Yin Yijie pressed down decisively, took it and put it close to my ear.
I am a little stupefied, or silly, looking around, I don't know what to worry about.
At that time, she was willing to testify in court, er, alas... Right and wrong, it's hard to say.