My impression of skinny ex-girlfriend rests on some key words.For her name and appearance, forget a clean.

When I was in college, I met very little and didn’t talk much.It is not strange to forget such a person.

But at any rate, people who know, after knowing the identity, correspond to that face, and my memory is indulging, and it also confirms the identity of the other party.

Compared with the green college freshmen, the women seem to be much more mature at this moment, and there are many changes in the five senses.This may also be because the other person's previously unvarnished black long hair turned into brown curls.This hair change has a big impact.Her hair covered her face made me even stranger to her.

After several confirmations, I began to think about other things.

Dreaming of this woman means that she is dead.

Although unfamiliar, the other party is a skinny ex-girlfriend, and has been in contact with skinny before.It can't be said that it is a lack of afterglowness, but it is a very close relationship person.This man is dead, what kind of mood should the skinny man be?

I have some sighs.

After a movable circle, I did not see the yin, and when I did not find the strange, I did nothing.

If I could, I would save this woman.I just don’t know what she’s going to do, and I can only change it.

The phone ringed again.

This time it was the sound of an alarm clock.

The woman got up languidly, confused for a while, and then got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

Wash, change clothes, eat, brush your phone...

None of this series of actions is related to the spirit.

The woman put down her phone and ran to make-up.

I looked at her to embellish her face, her five senses, and felt more and more strange to her.

However, when she saw her go to the study to take the tarot card, after counting a pseudonym, the sense of familiarity was born.

"Very good."The woman said, taking out her phone and looking for something.

I glanced over and it was the subject of a horoscope.Look at the above, women should be smooth sailing today.

I glanced at the time and date displayed on my phone.

That’s what happened three days ago.

The woman put the phone in the small bag, changed her shoes, and finally went out.

She sat on the subway for an hour, and sent messages to the man who called every day.

I watched her get off the bus on Zhoushan Road and was still confused about what she was going to do.

There should be no commercial area on the road.

The woman is familiar with the road through the subway station.Exit 3 took the escalator, went straight, turned, and went to Yuqing Road.

This is a residential area.

At the door of a small district, she saw the woman standing on the side of the road playing with her mobile phone and shouted from a distance.The woman turned back, waved at her, and put the phone away.

That should be every day.

I look at this every day.The short hair of a few hairs dyed purple.Dressed casually and well dressed.Very ordinary.There was no yin on the body, and it did not seem to wear strange things.

The two women walked arm in arm and walked into the residential area, and turned around to the front of the residential building marked XVII.

I ring the bell every day.

Room 402.

“Why did you suddenly think of coming to Aachen?”What happened?”Every day, I waited for people to open the door and asked the woman.

They had just gone all the way, talking about eating and drinking the little things of life, and now the topic seems to have turned to the right thing.

Aachen . . . I wrote down the name.

"There's something to ask."The woman answered, a little shy, and her thoughts drifted a little.

I accidentally saw the skinny face in the woman’s consciousness.However, the face is also green, as if it was a skinny son when she first entered college.The woman’s voice did not change.

“White...”

Yes, the skinny ex-girlfriend is called by that name.

“Hey, are you thinking spring?”“Are you looking for Korean to ask this?”It has been called every day.

The skinny ex-girlfriend turned back to God, and her look a little unnatural, "Yeah, just ask this."

“Is someone chasing you?”Get excited every day.

A voice came out on the radio.The voice is low, but you can hear the voice of a woman.

“Aaron, here we come!”Talk to the radio every day.

Suddenly, the door lock opened.

Every day, I walk in the white, and still cross-examination of Qi Bai's feelings.

I am in a complicated mood now.

Qi Bai thought of thin, Qi Bai today should be to find a fortune-telling about her and thin.

As an outsider, seeing such a past, and thinking of the fact that Qi Bai has died, the heart will inevitably be heavy.

The two went upstairs, the direction of action was clear, and it was obviously not the first time to come here.

The door of the 402 opened a slit.

After the two went in, they changed their slippers in the porch, and the movements were still smooth and skilled.

Close the door and go inside, you can see the woman lying on the living room sofa watching TV.

The image of a woman is a bit of a strange style.Black hair to the waist, long and many, U-press, lining the face is small.She also had an equally heavy Qi Liuhai, which covered her eyebrows and slightly covered her eyes.

The woman was wearing a black pyjamas, and the lace was layer after layer, and it looked heavy.

The woman's skin is the color of the white, white to transparent, can see the blood vessels under the skin.

Although the image of a woman is very spiritual, the TV that women are watching is not at all obvious.It was a funny variety show, the people in the show were laughing, and the audience occasionally made a false laugh.

The woman's face was expressionless, making the atmosphere strange.

“Aaron, don’t lie down!Hurry up!“Someone is chasing you!”Screaming every day.

The woman named Archen raised her eyelids, “Doesn’t she often chase?”

“This time it’s different!We are white!”They scream every day.

He did not speak, did not agree, and did not object.

The Albanian sat up from the sofa and walked lazily out, “This is the topic today?”

“Yes, yes!”The answer is every day.

Three men walked to a door.

The door is black, and the warm and simple decoration style of this house is not the same, but it is very suitable for that Albanian.

After pushing the door open the door and turning on the light, the room was still very dark.

The windows were sealed with wood and not transparent.The walls and ceiling were painted black.The chandeliers that hung down from the ceiling were an exaggerated crystal chandeliers, but the lights were dim, and the color of the lights was purple.

The black room was lit with purple lights, and suddenly became strange.

Under the crystal lamp is a round table, two opposite chairs.But there is also a row of chairs against the wall.All are wooden chairs with the back of the chair, the outline of the back of the chair is carved, and the back of the chair is a strange embroidery pattern, which is very depressing.

The velvet cloth on the round table is also embroidered, and the content of the pattern is chaotic and complicated.I looked at it and didn’t look famous from that abstract pattern.

What is on the velvet is familiar.

It was a crystal ball, the size of volleyball, reflecting the purple light at the same time, but also faintly emit the light of other colors.