He slightly a stagnation, eyes across the disappointment and heartache, the tip of the tongue to open my teeth, a thin kiss. -

I don't want to see him, but I look out and find a figure outside the window paper. Is someone outside? The figure is no longer there. I suddenly feel that something has been brought into my throat along Jun's innocent tongue. The taste is a little cold and bitter, and it has slipped into my throat. -

"hate me?" You have no evil suddenly let go of me, so looking at me, I do not look down at him. -

"I know Yan'er hates me..." He...