Africa is indeed chaotic, but survival is not too difficult for the good season ice drinking itself.She has lived in South Africa, and in the past two years, people with too much war and better conditions have carried guns to and from work.

Seasonal ice drinking is no exception.

She has been here for two years, two years, she gradually sinks down her heart and forgets the past grievances.Now she no longer thinks about those feelings and loves, she prefers to stay in the research for a while, or go to the disaster area for a walk.

She was even there, making two friends.

They were all black children, both boys, one named Amin and one named Rattle.They are usually older than ten years old.

They are not the children of other colleagues in the institute, but children in the family near the residence of seasonal ice.Their fathers all went to war, and they lived with their mothers.

On this day, the season drank ice back from work, took a bath, just put on clothes, and the downstairs Amen ran up.

As he knocked on her door, he shouted, "Ice, someone's looking for you downstairs."

Emeng speaks the local language.

In order to adapt to the local voice, when the season of ice has just come, in order to learn the local language, there is not a small effort.But she was also really smart, and it didn’t take months to understand the language of the people around her.At first she was not skilled, but now she is starting to flow.

She said, she will be long hair to the back of the head, playing a piece of water.

After the water's hair was draped over her shoulders, the season ice opened the door and saw Ammon.The child is indeed very black, the only white, probably the eyes in the eyeballs are white, and even the two black pupils are darker than the average person.“Who?”

He said, "I don't know, it's a man."Eminem said, "That's pretty good."

Seasonal ice drinking knows that it will not be a word.

When people describe their words, they subconsciously ignore his handsomeness, and their adjectives to him are generally "very high", "very cold", "very scary"."Take me down and look at it."

“All right.”

Seasonal ice and love go downstairs together.

Emorna opened the door, and the season of drinking ice through the light saw the man standing outside the door, carrying a bag.

He has a bright golden hair.

Men are tall and tall, wearing a gray sportswear, white appearance, temperament sunshine.He carried a very drum bag in one hand, looking up at the third floor, presumably looking at the figure of drinking ice in the season.

Hearing the door ring, the man bowed his head and was surprised at last season’s drinking ice.

“Clay?”

The tone of the ice is full of surprise and suspicion.

Why did Clyde come here?

How many years has she not seen Clyde?Since he left school, the two have not been in touch.

Clive has changed dramatically compared to many years ago.His long, soft hair, had been shaved and had become an inch, but still dazzling.The face was too young, but still handsome and handsome.Seasonal ice stared at Clevin, trying to find the shadow of the young man in this mature man.

Clive smiled at her, revealing white teeth.He said, "It's really you."

Seasonal ice hastened to ask Cliven to enter the house.

Her house was rudimentary, one room, one living room, one bathroom and a kitchen.

When Clyde entered the house, the house seemed much smaller.

The living room has only a shabby but clean sofa.Clyven sat on the sofa with his long hand and feet, and it looked more like a sofa mini.Seasonal ice brewed him a cup of coffee, "drink it."

“Thank you.”

Clifling was probably thirsty, and he drank his coffee.

I poured him another glass of ice.

The two of them drank coffee without remembering the past.Seasonal ice went straight to the subject and asked Clever, “Why did you come to South Africa?”

Clive took his coffee and fell silent.

After a few seconds of silence, Clevin’s voice sounded inside the house, and he asked, “Do you want to hear the truth?”

“Certainly.”

“I work in Geneva, I joined the International Committee of the Red Cross, and one of the top levels was my friend.I saw your name on the data."He smiled and quipped, "Before I came, I was still wondering if I was drinking ice this season, or the one I knew."

He paused, and he said, “But I think you should be right, after all, the name of seasonal ice is rarely seen.”Not to mention, you're all virus professionals."With that, Clyde, thinking of what he had seen and heard along the way, couldn't help but frown, and he said, "Ice, South Africa is dangerous now, you shouldn't be here."

Seasonal ice is more profound.

Her face was still cold and clear, but her heart was unbelievable.

Just because she saw her name and worried about her life, Cliven followed her to South Africa.

Clive saw that the season was a little shocked, and his eyes darkened, and said, "I lied to you."He shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's all a coincidence, and I came to you after I came here, and I heard about you from the representative."

Seasonal ice is clear, she should believe what Clevin said.

But she knew in her heart that what Cliven had said before it might be true.

South Africa was too messy, and Cliven feared that something would happen to her alone, and he was chasing her.

The ice is very messy and deeply felt.

If she hadn’t met her, she might have been moved by Clevin.Seasonal ice pretends to be unwittingly saying, “Then you want to work with me?”

"That's natural."

“Then...” Seasonal Ice went up to him and held out a hand toward Clyvin, “Welcome, Cliff.”

Clyde shook hands with her.

Until the point is over, it is separated.

Dinner, made by Cliven, the season of drinking ice a person lived for many years, never practiced a good cooking.When I eat hot pasta, the seasonal ice almost cries.She ate two plates in one breath.

Clyde laughed at what she could eat.

“I can’t cook, these two years, fast food every day.Today's dinner was great for me."

Clevin understood, saying she was poor.

When the season drank ice and washed the dishes, Cliven suddenly asked her, “Is there an empty house around here?”I'm going to rent a house."He looked at the light, the figure of drinking ice and washing dishes in the season, and said, "We are alumni, close together, and we can have a care."

“I’ll take you to the owner later.”

The owner is the mother of Emercian.

The empty room is on the second floor, there is only one room, and the toilet has to be shared with the others on the second floor.

Cliven was not shabby and gave rent directly.Seasonal ice leaned against the door, looked at Cliven to pack his things, and thought of a lot of people living on the second floor, she said, "You can go upstairs to bathe and cook, there is only one of them."When the season drinks ice talk about cooking two words, the tone is obviously sincere.

Even the most noble people have to eat.