“Love is beautiful. Accepting from trifles, accumulating from storms, protecting each other from sincerity." Phedra Elizabeth looked with sad eyes as the wind blew.“Being beautiful is also beautiful but she comes from a poor family but she is very diligent in studying, easy to calculate it is not easy to say but understanding things, so marriage is always in love. sublimation state. I mean, in the past, my father and I went out with her all the time. Go every weekend. Whatever she wants, your father will give it to you. There are no exceptions and no fuss. Too bad she died early or else your father would have been named the nation's most faithful handsome man."“It sounds a little awkward, but never mind.”“You won't believe how much my dad is in love with her. Skip eating and sleeping to pursue her. She's not a good person, she's just a little smart with a little bit of reputation compared to the beauties in the school, it's still far behind. And yet my father liked her."“Why did y
“Where did you come from? You stop smoking. This is not delicious at all. It made me very uncomfortable. You must be like me. Best not to smoke.”“You want to mess with me again.” Basil Henry strangled Benedict James, taking the cigar from Benedict James's hand.“You are not like that. Let go of your hand…” Benedict James said breathlessly. Basil Henry took a deep breath, then blew smoke into Benedict James' face."What do you want?" Basil Henry let go.“I… See… You. You seem very sad… I live near here, so if you want to not be kidnapped, hurry back. I'm a good person who just wants to remind you, that if you don't want to listen, it's up to you."“Do you know who I am to help?”“Is it important who you are? If you want to help, help, if you don't want to, don't. What do you need to know who you are, do you need to know him or not?"Basil Henry laughed. Basil Henry covered his eyes with his hand. The more Basil Henry thought, the more he laughed."What funny about it?"“You are too ea
Duncan Hiddleston brought his face close to Phedra Elizabeth's. Phedra Elizabeth glanced back and forth, seeing Duncan Hiddleston close his eyes, Duncan Hiddleston's lips almost touching Phedra Elizabeth's. Duncan Hiddleston's nose tip touched Phedra Elizabeth's nose tip. Phedra Elizabeth was perplexed, her back leaning against the wall of the cabinet, so she could not move or dodge away. Duncan Hiddleston's hand lifted Phedra Elizabeth's chin gently up as Phedra Elizabeth tried to duck her face to dodge. Phedra Elizabeth could no longer think of improvisation. He immediately blocked Duncan Hiddleston's mouth with his palm. Duncan Hiddleston still didn't stop, Duncan Hiddleston kissed Phedra Elizabeth's palm lightly, causing Phedra Elizabeth's whole body to heat up, and red face.Phedra Elizabeth pulled herself together. Prepared to hit Duncan Hiddleston's crotch with his knee but was easily stopped by Duncan Hiddleston, Duncan Hiddleston's other hand suppressed Phedra Elizabeth's han
Basil Henry put on his clothes, took Benedict James's hand, and led him to a place that was a little luxurious and magnificent. The picture of nature that appears before Benedict James's eyes in the evening is described with two very evocative features. A tired bird, looking very sad, flew back to the forest to find shelter. A lonely, lonely cloud hovers in the sky. Beautiful scene but slightly sad with each other very harmonious. Only two strokes, describing a little but evoking a lot, have brought out the soul of the scene, the ancient poetic is very creative, taking the point of drawing the face, taking the left, and moving to evoke a vast, immense sky, an infinite space. same silence and solitude. A late afternoon full of nostalgia, with the golden color of the sunset but a bold classic with many thoughts and ambitions.“What did you bring me here for?” Benedict James looked at the scene in front of him and suddenly asked.The sun retreated to the small attic under the cliff. The m
"Your family? I have never met.”“Just because I support you does not mean that all personal information has to be made public or has to be presented to my family in front of you. That makes no sense.”"It's normal for friends to know your parents' faces, nothing to stress about. My parents can also openly show you their faces just because they are busy.” Basil Henry's eyes showed some sadness.“There is nothing to it. They are all gone.” Benedict James replied calmly.Basil Henry stood up, plucked a flower, and placed it on Benedict James' head.“The girls in the class said it was not wrong, you look like a girl. No wonder why they keep envious and slander him all the time. Look at his small, white skin. Doesn't look like a boy." Basil Henry laughed.“You speak carefully.”“You know a man. Do you mean male-to-male love? Did you have an anti-wage underground giant? He's very rich, has six-pack abs, and is especially fond of your beauty.""What kind of crazy talk is that?" Benedict Jam
"Do not worry. Yes, I am here. I will protect you. When it's over, give me some money to use."“Did I open my mouth to need you?”“I know you need me. Through your eyes, I understood.”“…” Benedict James was speechless.The silver moonlight dyed the trees and ponds. The river smiled because she felt more beautiful when she wore a purple dress with a bright moon and thousands of stars sparkling like silver. The grass, trees, and flowers were silent as if they could see all the beauty of this moonlit night. When the bamboo is illuminated by the moonlight, it becomes more beautiful and as if feeling something that the moonlight gives me, the bamboo sister sings a melodious and peaceful country song! The carpet of golden rice sways in front of the undulating wind-like waves that follow each other to the horizon. Why is the moonlit night scene so quiet? Everyone was engrossed in looking at the moon, the insects chirped like they were writing music at night. The leaves are like sprinkled wi
Benedict James was still lying on the thin mattress, wrapped in an old faded blanket, Benedict James was curled up, sweat had long appeared on his forehead, and drops of water were seeping on his shoulders and shirt. His eyes opened to Basil Henry, the weakness, the weakness that had long been fully revealed in front of Basil Henry. Basil Henry walked over, his hand resting on Benedict James' forehead. At this time, Benedict James opened his mouth, his mouth was trembling, his soft breath emanating from a gentle breeze, his voice hoarse.“You go to school first. I stay at the motel.”“You are sick. Love, are you that weak?"Benedict James didn't reply, lay still on the thin mattress, eyes closed."Okay. Today I open my heart to do good deeds and help you take care of your health. If you are rich tomorrow, don't forget my name."Basil Henry continued to change clothes, he didn't like going to school anyway, for the things he didn't like he didn't force himself to do in addition, beside
Sunset, that's when the sun's rays fade and then disappear. The sun man closed his eyes and went to sleep and hid behind the high mountains. The sky was no longer clear but covered with a dark gray. The afternoon wind blew gently, making the rice flowers sway slightly. The pink color of the afternoon sun likes to add to their beauty. Above are swallows flying as if they want to look at the sky one last time before taking refuge somewhere. Looking at the birds, I wish I had more wings to fly like them. Opaque gray clouds are flying in. The sky is dark blue. The night dew fell and gathered on the grass blades, hidden in the dim darkness that was about to fall. The rice waves sparkled and undulated in the passing breeze. From the horizon, flocks of birds chirped to call their flocks and flew back to their nests. The cranes roamed in the vast and endless blue sky. After a day of grazing, the buffalo also leisurely walked back home under the guidance of the farmer. The farmers also stopped