Slag Girl Illustrated Book

"Don't run too far in the future, I don't worry about you going back and forth like this." Song Ci said these words in his heart.

"But, aren't you happy to see me?"

"Happiness is happiness, but I don't want you to be tired. Don't come here in the future, and wait for Lao Tzu to find you." He lightly nodded her forehead, and deliberately frightened her: "Have you heard!"

"I heard it." She lowered her head, her tone was not very enthusiastic, in fact there was no next time.

Song Ci thought he really scared her, and quickly apologized: "Small, sorry, I'm too fierce, but I'm really worried about you."

"Well, I know." Ruan Xihe smiled, and took Song Ci to sit down on the bench over there.

The wind is very cool, the trees shade the sun, and the flowers, birds and insects scream.

This is a bit like the way Song Ci squatted with himself under the big tree to eat cold noodles when he first met that meeting.

"Baba, I'll sing you a song."

"good."

"When my smile shines like sunshine

When my dreams are more beautiful

The whole world is applauding for me

Only you worry about my injury

The world is waiting for me to fly higher

But you are loving my little wings

Prop up familiar places along the way for me

When i have to be like a perfect kid

Meet everyone's expectations

But you seem to admire

I make mistakes and be stupid

My imperfect dream, you accompany me to think

Imperfect courage, you say more courageous

Imperfect tears, dry them with a smile

You can sing imperfect songs

I'm not perfect

This is not perfect, you always treat me as a baby

The love you give me may not be perfect but the most beautiful

The whole world is urging me to grow up

But you can always hold me in your hand

......"

In the second half, she shed tears while singing.

When she fell down that time, everyone was sorry that she had missed such a good opportunity, only Song Ci rushed back anxiously, eyes full of distress.

They went for a drive together, went to eat at roadside stalls, drank watermelon juice in bars, used chopsticks in high-end western restaurants, ran on the streets of Paris, yelled on the London Bridge...

Those deviant things seemed to be in sight for an instant.

However, it will end soon.

Song Ci was distressed and funny, and quickly wiped her tears: "Eh, eh, eh, how come you cried to yourself? My little boy is the most perfect one. It's my little baby, be good, don't cry or cry. "

He held the person in his arms, patted his back lightly, and coaxed softly.

This scene is so beautiful, the golden shards of sunlight fell on the two of them, everywhere is gentle, every inch of it, every adult passing by smiled kindly.

The day of discharge

It's overcast here. Mother Song brought Song Ci's coat over.

It was one of those camel coats he had bought in China before.

Three months have already arrived last night.

She felt that it was inappropriate to speak up at that time, so she waited until now that he was completely fine.

Song Ci was afraid that her parents would reject her, so he sat in the back car with Ruan Xihe.

"Xiaobudian, there are many good attractions here, I will show you these two days."

"You are not very busy with your studies." Ruan Xihe's voice was very soft.

"I can take you to play if I am busy with my studies."

She looked out the window, slightly silent.

"What's the matter today? Not happy?"

"no."

"You have, just say it!"

It just so happened that the car stopped and it was already home.

Ruan Xihe saw Father Song and Mother Song walking this way from the car window, and pursed his lower lips: "Song Ci, I'll give this back to you."

She seldom called her full name, and Song Ci shook his heart when she hit her.

"What are you doing." Song Ci didn't answer, and she suddenly returned the bank card back to what she wanted to do!

"It means returning things to their original owners."

Song Ci couldn't laugh anymore, staring at Ruan Xihe, "What do you want to do?"

"That's right, I'm going back to China, you'll be fine in the future, don't be so tired." She smiled at Song Ci, took her bag, and was about to get out of the car.

"Bang!" Song Ci closed the door of the car that had just opened.

"You tell me clearly, what do you mean!"

"Let's break up, I wish you a bright future." She pushed the car door hard and walked directly out.

"Ruan Xihe! Ruan Xi and you will come back to me!" Song Ci immediately caught up and grabbed her wrist with an ugly expression on his face.

Song's father and Song's mother frowned and looked over.

It's still raining, although it's not heavy, but it's cold.

Mother Song gave a look, and immediately two bodyguards walked over with umbrellas to fight the children.

"Why break up, you make it clear, what's wrong with me?" Song Ci's tone was still very awkward, and the back was obviously soft, and there was an imperceptible grievance hidden between the lines.

"I hate people wearing this color coat, so I suddenly don't want to continue."

Song Ci laughed angrily at this reason, and sure enough, anyone who wanted to leave could be a reason!

The father and mother Song who were onlookers also had such a moment, and they were so in a real mood that it was hard to say a word!

They really don't want their son to get involved with this little girl anymore, but the other party broke up with his son for this reason, isn't that too much!

Song Ci took off his clothes in twos or twos, and slammed them to the ground. The splashing rain quickly soaked the clothes, fainting with different shades of marks.

"I don't wear it anymore, I can't wear it forever!" His eyes were red, and his voice was trembling when he talked about it.

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