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Yang Fan stood behind and patted his back, thinking that Yu Wen had eaten something. Yu Wen stood up and bowed his hand, with a pale face, sat behind the electric car, went home weakly and lay down.
Yaomei heard the news that Yu Wen and Yang Fan are going to study next month, her eyes dimmed instantly, and she said quietly, without saying a word, she sat quietly between Yu Wen and Yang Fan and watched TV. I took advantage of the space in the advertisement to throw a piece of garbage, and never came back.
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Grandpa took Yang Fan’s hand and couldn’t say a word. This old hand rubbed in Yang Fan’s hand like a gully bark. Yang Fan looked at Grandpa’s eyes, dull and pale, with white and muddy hair. Huang, there is no life at all, and Yang Fan is a little scared.
Snacks, can you still eat it? When I came from there, I was deducted part of it. This is something I can bring.
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Yang Fan no longer has to go to the cafeteria to have a meal. They have to look at the door every day, and check every car coming in and out. They have to make a pot to eat in the room at the door, and decide what to eat.
The man also walked out of the elevator, looking at him with a look that Yang Fan couldn't figure out. Yang Fan was a little scared, and quickly fled back to his house.
Yu Wen, I don’t want to do anything lately, I just want to work hard to make money, and wait for you to come back.
Yang Fan looked into Ding Sheng’s eyes. Ding Sheng’s eyes were a little confused, a little shocked, and could not believe it. Then you ask me what I am doing? Ding Sheng asked incredulously.
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go, go back, go back to sleep. Yu Wen grabbed Yang Fan, who turned around, and pushed him back to the dormitory.
Is happiness hard? Do I have to repeat it all the time? What happened to this group of middle-aged people, the blessing that can be expressed in one sentence, must it be repeated thousands of times? Yu Wen and Yang Fan didn't understand, why do these middle-aged people have a soft spot for this sentence?
The old actor disapproved and said: Isn’t it easy? A role is a role, life is life, he is him, and I am me. What is the difference?
Yang Fan was lying on the bed, and the fan above his head buzzed, seeming to blow hard, but it made no contribution other than the noise.
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Ding Sheng glanced at Yang Fan, then turned around and walked into the alley. Yang Fan did not avoid that look. Ding Sheng’s eyes were full of water, moist, like a character with tears in the corners of his eyes in the comics.
Yu Wen found Ding Sheng’s house during a break the next afternoon. The yard of Ding Sheng’s house is full of flowers and plants. Yu Wen saw auntie sprinkling water in the yard and knocked on the door and asked: Auntie, is Ding Sheng here? ?
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Yang Fan sits on the bed in the hotel, obviously doing nothing but tiredThe whole body is aching, and I can’t breathe in my heart. Taipei is beautiful under the lights, but it’s a bit bleak to look at it alone. Yang Fan wants to stay with me. It’s fine if I’m standing next to him. You can do it anytime, anywhere. Leaning together makes you feel comfortable when you are tired.
Yang Fan looked at it with the left light. Yu Wen was working on the question. He checked the distance visually. Yu Wen should not be able to see himself clearly. It should be his own illusion. More importantly, there was no third person who saw all this just now. Yang Fan continued to observe the surroundings, letting out a sigh of relief in his heart and sticking out his tongue.