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67483 2007 年 08 月 07 日 13:21 Reading (loading. ..) Comments (0) Category: Personal Diary
Lebanon Chi Yan is temporarily living in home. I continued my work sometimes tense and sometimes relaxed. Just today I received a very strange guests.
saying that the guest can not exactly. She was almost forced into my home. Lunch today is at home. The door was taken very rapid. Opened the door, a young girl suddenly flee the room. Before I could ask her again the door.
I looked down, the girl not wearing any shoes, bare feet, trotted to sit on the sofa, legs up disk.
young girls in the room is a little stranger this sitting.
I always looked at her feet, not that I have a special hobby, but feel that the weather outside can not reach the level of running around barefoot Yazi Sahuan. Her face was red Kazamaki's tall, very thin, even wrapped in a thick plush pieces that can put her clothes over your head easily.
I end a cup of hot milk to her, the girl received breast milk as babies,
gucci sunglasses, drank a greedy breath.
I gestured for her to wait, slowly things clear. Drink milk, the girl's face much better, restored the red, though not as much and drop Lei Li nice,
cheap gucci heels, but kind of hard to come by pure and transparent. Big eyes still staring at the hands crossed on his knees. I looked at her bare feet very uncomfortable, I hate disharmony.
want to take two-cotton-padded shoes to her, but she quickly declined. I found that seemed to kind of hate her shoes, then had to give her a blanket, put his feet hold up, or else, so that the chilled absolutely sick.
hall. But since I moved in last month I feel uncomfortable.
some, but the landlord is very happy the house keys to me. Now that I think, this man really is a bad eye, he must know that the house in question. the man about twenty years old, feel, and the same street riffraff I asked the question of his house he would answer impatiently,
gucci shoes, and finally take the money and ran about. favorite toys, like, maybe she did for me is the child.
made a point to eat casually, I began to warm book. the room was cold, I do not understand why even the bedroom, like tiling, I had recruited a no clothes, mats under their feet, in the room, I generally like to plush wearing shoes that the bulk of the cartoon, one good-looking, two for warmth.
but did not take long, I heard the voice of bells.
single girl on the outside I felt quite dangerous, especially as I do quite a bit stewards. I then smiled, and motioned her to continue.
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lights outside the building is too dark's sake, because it looks pretty solid,. I cried Who is the sound. He is facing the cat's eye and smiled. and held up a piece of paper tucked hard board table, and I guess he had come to hydropower confiscated it.
I see no harm, took the door opened crack, the following locked with chains. because there are iron gates outside, so I am not very afraid.
but opened the door to find the door outer empty. I initially thought that he wanted to lead me out, so ignored, to continue to warm book.
fairly pragmatic sleep that night,
gucci heels, but the old heads have heard the crackling voice over, as Yazi barefoot children standing on the smooth marble, like, not large, but slightly annoying, I thought the children might be running around upstairs, the reason, the child what, and small animals, not quiet a moment. And fall asleep and then wake up often by the wind, I thought it was not closed the window, but still kind of cool off on the wind in my face, feeling, as if also with a kind of Palestinian children's laughter sound ineffectively.
The next day, when I packed my things ready to go to school. I found something outside.
a pair of men's shoes.
I carefully squat down, picked up the shoes, the very common shoes, but very worn out and almost polished toe, and the appearance of wrinkles on both sides of the crease like a white crow's feet moving. I carefully put one of them got up and found at the toe and some dried mud. I am a little confused, who is so boring ah. it does not matter, I told myself, that pair of leather shoes and then kicked downstairs to go.
go downstairs, down the stairs one at the age a cute little boy with a woman,
gucci outlet, she is still finishing his own business wear black and white, and his little boy carrying a disproportionate body Qin He, bag in one hand and bags of milk, a hand with a half eaten bread, such as blinking of the agate on the black eyes staring at me, he seemed very restless, wearing small shoes always rubbing the foot, as if very annoying. I Friendly to rush She smiled, nodded his head as a way of greeting a neighbor, but she looked at me very surprised.
coming downstairs, when we are apart. The child suddenly cried aloud to the mother.
I love this man clean, if dirty shoes will not wear out.
I thought about last night is the boy running around it, looks quite naughty.
next night, I usual reading, the room colder than yesterday, although the weather forecast says the temperature is higher than the previous day.
will not stop to think about. Here there is a small shop downstairs, I decided to buy something to eat.
said, it happened that when I Huanhaoyifu ready to go out, the doorbell rang again. I actually looked down the Cat's Eye What is the person at all. opened the door and they heard a rapid run up the stairs of the faint sound of laughing voices and children.
corridor was dark, though, and administrators mentioned views,
gucci watches, but always refused to replace the lodge can only be issued soon expire almost dim light floor lamp.
I smiled, estimate is that the child's prank.
but when I looked down, but found good pair of shoes that morning, placed in the on the ground. and more Shuanger beside children's shoes.
dirty pair of shoes to children, above covered with mud, scattered in the upper casual shoe, but also seems to still move like, because the light is dim I do not see very clearly, because it is not double pack rat to the tramp. two pairs of shoes straight and the room in front of me.
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