"I'm a bit tired, I'll sit down and have a rest!" Then I sat on a bench next to me, and I was like that, and even if I was sorry I was sorry, I could not get my face off. He sat down and pulled out his cellphone. I looked at him, I really do not know what to say, though I am very calm on the surface. But my heart was already dead, "what's going to apologize to him?" In desperation I pulled out my cellphone and found that the picture of "always on" was on, although "he" cares for me and helps I decompressed, but I have not told him about my blue good friend, so I want to ask him this time how to do this time. "Do you want to have a cup of tea?" I was stunned by what my friends said to me.
"okay!"
"Chocolate pearl milk tea!" He ran to the opposite store with a smile. He actually always remembered my liking, knowing that my favorite chocolate pearl milk tea. The more I become acquainted with my preferences, the more I feel guilty about what I did before. I hurriedly sent the question to "always on," the message just sent out, my friend's cell phone rang, and he just went to the store to estimate the phone was dropped here, I readily took his phone and looked it up A moment, the result I was shocked.
I clearly see his cell phone screen name is "always been."
Sitting next to him. Xiao You asked: "Grandpa, grandma, how are you here, where is this?" The old dean said: "The child, you fainted for seven days and seven nights, we all thought ..." Mrs. Dean sobbed aside. The voice stung the heart of Yo-Yo. "Yeah, I am an orphan, a miserable orphans, I always thought I was not caring, the people around me were merciless and spurned, but I never saw others crying for me and for me. Speaking, hurried to go out and found the doorway full of orphan children in the yard, they are holding a piece of hand "Xiaoyou Ankang card" ... ... "You ... you, wow ......" His hands Cover your eyes, crying splinters. He could not tell if he was happy or sad, and he looked up at the swaying carnation outside the window and laughed ...
The world is warm, no relatives, this is nothing. To know that there will be someone who loves you, those love like an angel's wings, a piece inserted in their shoulders, until their own wings mature, after all, will fly away from the dark ocean!
Years later, people will see that city, the gray-haired lonely old man, sitting under the banyan tree, to the orphans talked about the "angel-wing story" ...... Can not help but tear the corner of the eye ..
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