If you then and there and from the garden flower bell

 If you then and there and from the garden flower bell, then I will You're welcome! very angry.



Purple Sakura can touch, others can not, because this is the key of purple cherry family from generation to generation.

! is that you came up to me, thank you! Hong told you to eat ......However, this harmony, boll getting used to it.

boll a person to sit down to the river, clothes wet with tears: she did not know why, and fog husband in a fight, the ring suddenly drop, since then, and the sound sarcastic comments to her, At the same time, and a girl named Sakura purple contacts, although it is a very sad very sad, but sad can not show his face - because that has always been inexplicable Purple Sakura and her rival, if she yield, weak, she will succeed. While all this daze, a very sad beginning, but then to get used to the boll. Maybe for her, perhaps better, O God.

pull of God, but he can not dashed to, he knew, he rushed to the flower bell's life is threatened. Here, she could only see a reflection of bell flowers.

from a perfect arc. Boll was ecstatic watching him, and was back to the real world purple cherry:

Park Junior is seen and waiting for his demure, he ran past, he too would like to know how to spend the bell like the recent off.

Good! I promise you! me to open that lock! So, this time he had agreed.



and sound back home to spend the bell room,UGG shoes, bell flowers are not actually, you know, and sound is a lot of courage to share it! Table is only a diary, the diary and the sound could not help but go up to pace.

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and audio ignore me for a long time,UGG boots cheap, is not I'm so sick of it? Is not it, I really useless, compared to purple cherry, I did not she so beautiful, so good without her, without her, so ladies, not that she was so smart. And the sound will choose purple cherry, in fact, quite good God, I should learn to accept him.

reading this, and the sound of the heart as if stopped, he felt, and the mouth of the collapse of the rank and file.

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and tone to the purple cherry lives today, and said he had started dating cherry and purple, and everyone says good match. Yes ah, I thought. And the sound is completely out of us, not just me, out of Ji Hong, ring tones, Mickey, as well, and Zoe, and Qiu housekeeper. Why? And changes in sound really good fast, I do not understand, and the sound, you can tell me? Please you.

some wrinkled pages of this paper is the traces of tears, tolerance, leaving the eternal pain.

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yesterday and sound off to me, he has to spend the night at home to purple cherry. When I went to the river God kissed me, warm and familiar feel, ah, but why did not kiss me sound so happy? Strange hey, do not understand. Really want to talk, and and the sound, ah, ring tones, asked me yesterday, when my father came back, I did not know. I really do not know, I do not know what to do and the sound in the now happy not happy, do not I have been so happy ......

handwriting has been blurred, the paper folds more. He went wrong, and now realize that, but after all, can not restore it?

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, a touch of that, try to suppress their own grief.


see the smiling faces and the gentle sound hanging in the doorway, just take the door bell of excitement rushed up: ? you come back? me to cook for you! up, a few steps back: lock, I have to ask her, now I already have heart way, let me open your lock. After the flower has been roasted bell face.

room, because the smart, she wants to up the attitude of last night and how good the sound.

Mickey come good in time, and since then do not eat even rice flower bell, and I went to her room, she was sleeping, the mouth that are his brother's name, and, God wants to kiss every time the bell flower will be spent when the bell away, saying 'and the sound will not be happy!' So, please, brother. And heart sounds, trembling, that he is not the time, there were so many. In her most vulnerable, he is so incompetent, so he should be self-mockery of it, he is not like her? But the most hurt her on the roster, it was only him alone. Perhaps he really deserve to have her, you ... ... Bell does not help the tears:

She, ah, how their own path so long or did not grow up ah, hear, and Junior thought it said a lot of maturity, or whether some small temper, I really can not. , after all, grew up a bit of it.

accelerated out of the wet pupil. Empty eyes; grabbed the heart; endless self-reproach; lost soul ... ... the impact of the ruthless and complete audio sink thousands of groove, a wounded heart: lips ... quiet and beautiful, delicate but sweet.

The trio will spend the bell into the hospital, saw the flowering and boll helplessly pushed the emergency room. While three of loss, the doctor came out, his face filled with concern: and tone, asked: ! And sound, without a word, and doctors have seen, and he acquiesced, he decided to say: What is the disease boll ... ...?

heard this decisive figure, sad heart, empty, broken heart, of the. answer. (Tree: Sorry, this text is sweet without sweat drops, but since that good ah ~) sad atmosphere. And the sound quickly came over and spent it on the ground to crawl rather than the bell, and sound familiar, until tender arms. ... ... ... hook a little fight ...

operation is indeed successful, and the sound so relieved, but also suck down cold lump come along. Themselves, how the face of amnesia in her? Who says he is her? ! And the sound frown, and recovery (fitted) to the usual yourself: Bell had just broke away eyes, sat beside the bed, afraid like boll hide foot of the bed, the head was severely hit the wall a bit: name and the sound of the heart, and touch tone for the blooming of the head, but was open boll hand: look at this familiar and unfamiliar faces, while headache, head in his hands, bell flowers, the tears out of pain. And the sound realized she had forgotten him, with a half-joking tone: up pain, but just a moment: Who are you, idiot enough Oh,UGG boots, you're a long time I spent bell, pulled a woman of God! surprise - she is not that God's woman? There is also a man how ah! That God think of myself as anything it? Himself and another man does not matter ... ah! boll careful that the flaw, curiosity up.

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sound for more than a monologue ~

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