One Punch Man King Engine

At the beginning, I explained that it was just a fabricated story last night to promote the book. However, why did so many people believe it to be true? And there are a lot of people rewarding me, do they really think that I am broken in online love, so they comfort me? Thank you all, but I want to emphasize again that the relationship between me and Pippi is clean, pure, and can stand the test of the organization. We are just fighting for the successor of socialism and the rise of China. Comrade, it is definitely not the kind of ambiguous relationship you imagined.

Originally, the promotion fee of 50 cents given by Pippi is not enough to write another marketing article, but since so many people want to know the follow-up, I will bite the bullet and give an ending. The following is false content, please do not believe it

inside the room.

Pippi and I sat down in a good posture, looking at each other silently. The situation of the two of us can be summed up in a common saying-if the enemy does not move, I will not move; if the enemy moves, I will move!

In the dark night, none of us spoke, because we didn't know what to say. After all, we used to talk about everything, understand each other, and encountered such an embarrassing situation, so the scene fell silent for a while, and the room was only the sound of our two breathing One after another.

After half a day.

Pippi asked softly, "Are you... all right?"

"I'm alright."

I replied, in fact, I was holding on, enduring the grief and holding on, not letting Pippi see the emotional fluctuations in my heart, just to not hurt the other party, comforting the other party silently in a manly way, and satisfying the other party.

"I'm tired."

"Then... let's change positions, mine is softer."

That night, none of us slept. After all, the situation was complicated and unacceptable. We tossed and turned, coming and going, unable to sleep all night.

The next day, the two of us went downstairs to eat with dark circles under our eyes.

This meal is also a breakup meal. After the exchange last night, we were both very satisfied, but due to secular ethics, we decided to break up peacefully.

At the dinner table, my back was sore and he was fidgeting. We kept silent, ate silently, watched each other silently, and silently suppressed and shattered the emotions in our hearts.

Alas, unsatisfactory things in life are 69 out of 10!

Inside the train station, we stared at each other for a while.

"Will we meet again?"

"certainly."

We suddenly looked at each other and smiled, relieved, the love affair was shattered, and the friendship lasted forever. We made an appointment to visit each other again next time we have the opportunity.

beep!

The train station announcement rang, urging passengers to get on the train.

It's time to say goodbye.

"goodbye."

Pippi forced a smile, lifted her long skirt, showing her leg hair, and trotted towards the train.

"Pippi..."

I stared at his hulking back reluctantly, and couldn't help but call out to him.

"Um?"

Pippi looked back, picked up the scattered black hair, and smiled slightly, "What's wrong?"

"Well!?"

I hesitated, gritted my teeth and said loudly, "I'll support you!"

"Raise me? Your novel has already hit the street, you take care of yourself first! Stupid!"

Pippi turned around and got into the car, with a sparkle in her eyes.

"……goodbye."

I opened my mouth, speechless, with a dejected expression on my face, I could only watch helplessly as Pippi lay on the hard bed, waved my palm stiffly, and said farewell silently.

Pippi's house is actually in the next city, and he came to sit on a ticket. However, I bought a hard sleeper for him to go back, because I was afraid that he would not sit comfortably.

After this incident, my life has returned to calm. Only when I log on to the Qidian website, I will silently push a wave of his books to my readers-this is the only thing I can do for him.

"Pippi, are you okay? I miss you."

It's just that we have just parted, and I already miss them very much. This is roughly what the ancients often said. !

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