Chapter 697
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Thin night complexion is pale, sit on the bed, there is a shallow cold sweat on the forehead so slip down.
He took a few deep breaths and grabbed the clothes in front of him. It seemed that he could get some relief. But as soon as he closed his eyes, those memories became a sharp thorn in his heart.
Everything about Tang poetry is now back in his mind. Bo Yeh takes a deep breath and wants to speak, but he can't make any sound.
His hand holding the quilt under his body is shaking slowly. When all this comes back to his impression, thin night's brain is a little overwhelmed.
He forgot those torn hearts and lungs, forgotten those love hate entangled in the past, in a completely irresistible posture, thin night face became pale, even the heart began to have some pain.
"Tang poetry, you are only worthy of atonement in your life!"
"I just want to give peace a truth."
"I won't regret it, and I can't regret it."
Thin night gasped a few breath, just the sunshine outside the window, his cool body met the morning light outside, set off a desolate illusion.
When thin night gets out of bed, he holds his head and takes a cold breath.
When these memories come back, he doesn't know how to react, or how to deal with these problems in the future.
He remembered how bad he had been to Tang poetry at the beginning, and how desperate he was to die for her.
Thin night face pale to push the door out, just Cen Huiqiu in the kitchen fried eggs, thin night in a trance as if to see the shadow of Tang poetry, before she is so gentle and virtuous for him to prepare breakfast.
Thin night throat dry, don't know what to say, fingers faintly shaking.
CEN Huiqiu found that her son came down from the upstairs and called out, "Xiao Ye get up? This weekend, you don't have to rush to work. What would you like to eat? "
Thin night's voice was a little trembling. He said in a trembling voice, "Mom I remember it all
CEN Huiqiu was stunned. Then she couldn't believe she came forward and grabbed Bo Ye's shoulder. "You Do you remember? "
Is the memory restored? Really?
CEN Huiqiu wept with joy, and her eyes turned red. "It's good that you remember Great. Do you remember that we used to For your birthday? "
"I remember." Bo Ye was also a little nervous, "I I still remember Tang Shi's birthday... "
CEN Huiqiu felt sad and patted Boye on the shoulder. "Son Do you remember the past and Tang poetry? "
Bo Ye nodded. His voice was hoarse. "Well, I put her in jail."
How hard it must be to hear this sentence from Bo Ye's mouth.
Now when he admits those crimes, it's like slapping himself in the face. He once said that Tang poetry was a perfect victim, and he could take out his previous grievances as a shield when there was something wrong with it. He thought it was the affectation of Tang poetry, but now he knows that it was his deep guilt.
She was too benevolent for all the things he did for Tang poetry in exchange for its present attitude.
Bo Ye stood there, suddenly losing the courage to pursue Tang poetry.
Only then did he know how bad he was, and now What kind of face is there to pester Tang poetry for forgiveness? Does he deserve it?
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Thin night complexion is pale, sit on the bed, there is a shallow cold sweat on the forehead so slip down.
He took a few deep breaths and grabbed the clothes in front of him. It seemed that he could get some relief. But as soon as he closed his eyes, those memories became a sharp thorn in his heart.
Everything about Tang poetry is now back in his mind. Bo Yeh takes a deep breath and wants to speak, but he can't make any sound.
His hand holding the quilt under his body is shaking slowly. When all this comes back to his impression, thin night's brain is a little overwhelmed.
He forgot those torn hearts and lungs, forgotten those love hate entangled in the past, in a completely irresistible posture, thin night face became pale, even the heart began to have some pain.
"Tang poetry, you are only worthy of atonement in your life!"
"I just want to give peace a truth."
"I won't regret it, and I can't regret it."
Thin night gasped a few breath, just the sunshine outside the window, his cool body met the morning light outside, set off a desolate illusion.
When thin night gets out of bed, he holds his head and takes a cold breath.
When these memories come back, he doesn't know how to react, or how to deal with these problems in the future.
He remembered how bad he had been to Tang poetry at the beginning, and how desperate he was to die for her.
Thin night face pale to push the door out, just Cen Huiqiu in the kitchen fried eggs, thin night in a trance as if to see the shadow of Tang poetry, before she is so gentle and virtuous for him to prepare breakfast.
Thin night throat dry, don't know what to say, fingers faintly shaking.
CEN Huiqiu found that her son came down from the upstairs and called out, "Xiao Ye get up? This weekend, you don't have to rush to work. What would you like to eat? "
Thin night's voice was a little trembling. He said in a trembling voice, "Mom I remember it all
CEN Huiqiu was stunned. Then she couldn't believe she came forward and grabbed Bo Ye's shoulder. "You Do you remember? "
Is the memory restored? Really?
CEN Huiqiu wept with joy, and her eyes turned red. "It's good that you remember Great. Do you remember that we used to For your birthday? "
"I remember." Bo Ye was also a little nervous, "I I still remember Tang Shi's birthday... "
CEN Huiqiu felt sad and patted Boye on the shoulder. "Son Do you remember the past and Tang poetry? "
Bo Ye nodded. His voice was hoarse. "Well, I put her in jail."
How hard it must be to hear this sentence from Bo Ye's mouth.
Now when he admits those crimes, it's like slapping himself in the face. He once said that Tang poetry was a perfect victim, and he could take out his previous grievances as a shield when there was something wrong with it. He thought it was the affectation of Tang poetry, but now he knows that it was his deep guilt.
She was too benevolent for all the things he did for Tang poetry in exchange for its present attitude.
Bo Ye stood there, suddenly losing the courage to pursue Tang poetry.
Only then did he know how bad he was, and now What kind of face is there to pester Tang poetry for forgiveness? Does he deserve it?
www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
Thin night complexion is pale, sit on the bed, there is a shallow cold sweat on the forehead so slip down. He took a few deep breaths and grabbed the clothes in front of him. It seemed that he could get some relief. But as soon as he closed his eyes, those memories became a sharp thorn in his heart. Everything about Tang poetry is now back in his mind. Bo Yeh takes a deep breath and wants to speak, but he can't make any sound. His hand holding the quilt under his body is shaking slowly. When all this comes back to his impression, thin night's brain is a little overwhelmed. He forgot those torn hearts and lungs, forgotten those love hate entangled in the past, in a completely irresistible posture, thin night face became pale, even the heart began to have some pain. "Tang poetry, you are only worthy of atonement in your life!" "I just want to give peace a truth." "I won't regret it, and I can't regret it." Thin night gasped a few breath, just the sunshine outside the window, his cool body met the morning light outside, set off a desolate illusion. When thin night gets out of bed, he holds his head and takes a cold breath. When these memories come back, he doesn't know how to react, or how to deal with these problems in the future. He remembered how bad he had been to Tang poetry at the beginning, and how desperate he was to die for her. Thin night face pale to push the door out, just Cen Huiqiu in the kitchen fried eggs, thin night in a trance as if to see the shadow of Tang poetry, before she is so gentle and virtuous for him to prepare breakfast. Thin night throat dry, don't know what to say, fingers faintly shaking. CEN Huiqiu found that her son came down from the upstairs and called out, "Xiao Ye get up? This weekend, you don't have to rush to work. What would you like to eat? " Thin night's voice was a little trembling. He said in a trembling voice, "Mom I remember it all CEN Huiqiu was stunned. Then she couldn't believe she came forward and grabbed Bo Ye's shoulder. "You Do you remember? " Is the memory restored? Really? CEN Huiqiu wept with joy, and her eyes turned red. "It's good that you remember Great. Do you remember that we used to For your birthday? " "I remember." Bo Ye was also a little nervous, "I I still remember Tang Shi's birthday... " CEN Huiqiu felt sad and patted Boye on the shoulder. "Son Do you remember the past and Tang poetry? " Bo Ye nodded. His voice was hoarse. "Well, I put her in jail." How hard it must be to hear this sentence from Bo Ye's mouth. Now when he admits those crimes, it's like slapping himself in the face. He once said that Tang poetry was a perfect victim, and he could take out his previous grievances as a shield when there was something wrong with it. He thought it was the affectation of Tang poetry, but now he knows that it was his deep guilt. She was too benevolent for all the things he did for Tang poetry in exchange for its present attitude. Bo Ye stood there, suddenly losing the courage to pursue Tang poetry. Only then did he know how bad he was, and now What kind of face is there to pester Tang poetry for forgiveness? Does he deserve it? www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
