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That conversation lasted about 23 hours a way, leaving the subject at that time, I give up completely all the.
Responsible for? What I am responsible for, and even pearl strands their own repair shops should also be used to pay medical expenses with the money was frozen, what can I take the matter to a group of companies to take responsibility.
My life, unfortunately, even the life of the finish off soon, but also responsible for the negative, what are hell, what 3,000,000,000 heritage, the new East Group. Lucky, lucky devil. But think back to it, or at least my life has akoya pearls finally been back to the big boss, and also has a value of several billion dollars of the group, and then like Cinderella, had it not been the reality behind that, I have quick thought that I was happy as the heroine of the novel.
But reality is reality, and sadly, my recent days, more unsatisfactory than reality to reality.
Fox is also a reality even disappear … … Yes, he disappeared, those who work in the Bureau and the Trade and Industry Bureau of the people39s day came to me.
Moving on, then those who have been left when the big bright day, and nurses gave me a good peg to leave the ward after dropping bottle I39ll get up from the bed of a Poon a balcony, but the balcony on the empty piece of curtain wasnothing of the place, but obviously not too long ago I also saw a fox in the shadow of where dangle gently.
I am carrying along the balcony dropping bottle gently go around calling the name of the fox, and always no one should be me, then it is too much, and in the hands of the bottle pearl jewelry has not been dropped on the ground I, I re-Po back to its own room.
Lay in bed and unconscious, when the direction of step Road curtains look, a group of people outside the curtain-shaped shadow with a slight tremble curtain, I was fast heartbeat, then get upwant to go out, I would like toand a lie down. Piece of cloth and the curtains of the close proximity of, the wind of a move, on the move together with the curtain, a glance out the window the past is the Road, in the shadows faintly shaking.