"Weiwei, Weiwei, where are you? If you are still here, you will come out!"
"Grandma Young Master, Grandma Young Master! Grandma Young Master, where are you!"
“…”
Her heart was tugging, it hurt so much that it made her feel unable to breathe, and it hurts so much that she was about to lose herself...
Oh, it's really ironic. When did she have self?[
Escape, Qianwei, let yourself have a way out! She has a strong side in her mind, constantly urging herself!
Go back, Qianwei, no matter how hard you struggle, your destiny is the same! Similarly, the weak she is the same. In her mind, she is always thinking about letting her compromise!
"Weiwei...you come out, Weiwei!"
"...Mom, I'm sorry..."
The moment tears could not be controlled, she suddenly realized that she actually wanted, longing for the infinite freedom! She longed for the infinite self-esteem...
She pulled up her legs and stepped out the moment she felt her heart...becoming alive again!
This time I live for myself!
Nothing owes him, no burden, no poet, no mother... only her! Only her poetry is shallow!
The poet was destroyed by her. The poet should be eager to tear her down one by one, right? What else would she do if she didn't escape?
Run! Run desperately! Almost closed your eyes and rushing around!
She felt like she was running away like she was almost dead!
My feet didn't stop, and my feet were moving all the time, but why did I feel less and less secure? Why did I feel more and more that I feel like I am stepping on the clouds!
God!
She opened her eyes, but she almost had to suffocate!
She thought she had run very far, she thought she was about to reach the door of the villa, but why was she still here? Why was she just wandering around there not much distance?
...It was just because she was lifted up hard! She lifted up from the collar of her clothes behind her back in a very embarrassed manner!
The moment when the eyes met, she felt that she was almost doomed!