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After leaving the Mount Sinai Hospital, thin raindrops were still floating over Manhattan, lightly slapped on the cheeks, and then I realized that this is not drizzle, but small snow, and the snowflakes the size of rice grains are smooth. With the breeze swaying wildly, the dark and gloomy sky seemed a little brighter.
Spread out the palms, the snowflakes fell on the palms. Before I had time to observe carefully, it turned into a drop of water, leaving a faint coolness. In the blink of an eye, the palms were filled with water droplets, and the slightest chill was unbearable. She began to shiver.
Reached out and stopped a taxi, walked through the wet city streets, placed in the busiest and most indifferent city in the world, and headed towards home. The taxi parked downstairs in the apartment, and when you raised your head, you could see a warm creamy yellow from the windows on the third floor, and the faint halo dispelled the haze and bitterness of the winter.
Climbing up the steps, Lan Li did not stop on the second floor, but went straight to the third floor, opened the door with the key hidden in the lintel, and walked towards the kitchen as if returning to his own home. , And then started looking for a kettle and tea leaves, trying to make a cup of hot tea for himself to drive away the cold, but his vision was filled with confusion, and there was no clue at all.
Matthew Dunlop was browsing the contract documents on the computer, and after noticing the guest, his eyes shifted from the computer screen to Lan Li, quietly observing Lan Li’s every move and watching Lan Li in the kitchen. Like a lost child, Matthew is not surprised at all.
If Lan Li can find his target, that would be a rare thing.
Not to mention his house, even in Lan Li's own apartment, it is estimated that there is no place for the kettle and cups. To Lanly, the kitchen is like outer space, and everything is out of reach; strictly speaking, it is not just the kitchen, but also all housework.
Matthew closed the laptop, took off the gold glasses above the bridge of his nose, took a step towards the kitchen, and then patted Lan Li on the shoulder, "Don't stay here and make trouble. You just make everything change. It's worse."
"Hey! At least I'm working hard." Lan Li said in protest.
But Matthew didn't appreciate it, and said coldly, "Sometimes, for some things, it's a wise choice not to work hard."
Lan Li raised his hands to express surrender, "This is the reason I will never learn. You never believed me, and you were unwilling to give me a chance to try. How could I learn it?" The words hadn't spoken yet. Matthew turned his head and gave Lan Li a look. Then Lan Li closed his mouth and showed a big smile, "So, the most sensible thing is to keep the status quo. That's good."
Turning around, Lan Li left the kitchen and lay down on the sand in the hall.
In the same building, the layout of the third floor and the second floor are very similar. After entering the gate, the kitchen is on the left, the hall is on the right, and the back half of the far end is the bedroom space.
However, Matthew still made changes according to his needs. The hall on the right is divided into two parts by a huge bookshelf.
The part near the door is the living room, where a set of navy blue linen sand is placed, and the center is a dark brown mahogany coffee table. The corner part is still a solid wooden bookshelf, forming a right angle with the partition bookshelf, and the top is densely packed. Large legal books are placed.
The part near the bedroom was changed into a study room, a large desk, neatly divided into categories, placed a variety of legal files; next to it, there is a dark red low table with a small bookshelf, There are countless vinyl records neatly placed.
The entire space is more fully utilized. Unlike the spacious and laid-back downstairs of Lanli, the upstairs is slightly crowded, but it also highlights the warmth of the family. However, the relatively narrow space is full of local books. If Lanly's collection is a bookcase, then Matthew owns a library.
Therefore, every time after Lan Li finished reading, he would come to Matthew upstairs to search for books.
Sitting on the sand in the living room, it looks cold and professional. There are no pillows, no entertainment facilities, and no tea sets or wine glasses. It seems to have consciously gathered up all the non-professional and recreational props. The tough lines and Deep colors outline a professional image.
Lan Li tried to find a relatively comfortable and comfortable posture on the sand, relaxed and relaxed, but could not find it, so he began to adjust his posture constantly, looking like an active child, who can Believe that this is the "Master Lan Li" who has always been known for his gentleman's etiquette?
But Matthew has long been used to it.
When he came to the living room again, Matthew had two extra pillows and a blanket in his hand and handed it to Lan Li; then he went back to the kitchen again, boiled the water, made black tea, and prepared some simple snacks. I walked over with the tray, and then I saw Lan Li who had completely entered the relaxation mode, stretched out his body, and even relaxed the tension of the whole person.
Matthew didn't seem to be affected at all. After putting down the black tea, he returned to the office again and continued his work.
The brief commotion lasted only a moment, and then the apartment fell silent again. Matthew returned to his work with full concentration. They had been busy for the case at hand for nearly four months. They are about to go to court now. There are still a series of tasks to be completed. He must speed up the progress.
The hourglass of time slowly began to flow, and it seemed that the sound of rustling snow coming from outside the window could be faintly heard, and it became extremely peaceful in the winter afternoon.
"Do you have reservations in this friendship because you know that this person is destined to die, or is destined to leave? Do you even choose to retreat?"
Without warning, Lan Li's voice rang, with a trace of fatigue and fatigue, resounding in the warm indoor air, like firewood crackling in the fireplace.
Matthew was stunned for a moment, did not answer immediately, but thought about it seriously.
Everyone knows that you can’t give up food because of choking, and you can’t avoid doctors, but life is not a theory. Everyone has their own emotions, they will be hurt, afraid, timid, and hesitate. Even if they know that this is the right choice, it is not. Everyone can persist.
Isn't every friendship destined to be like this? Isn't everyone destined to die? Isn’t everyone’s existence destined to become nothingness? However, they cannot choose to give up because of fear of the unknown, and then self-proclaimed and stay in place.
After the death of Heather Cross, Lanly has been thinking about this issue.
Not only Anne Silliman and the other children at Mount Sinai Hospital, but also Paul Walker.
Lan Li clearly knows the future direction of the exhibition. He wants to do his best to avoid those tragic lives. If possible, he is willing to save Paul's doomed ending and truly change the trajectory of history.
But can he really?
Can he really become the savior? Can he really save everyone? Can he really completely reverse the theme of birth, old age, sickness and death? Can he really reverse the trajectory of fate? Can he really flap the wings of a butterfly and set off a tsunami in the Amazon?
In my mind, it is as if there are angels and demons at the same time, insisting on their own opinions, refusing to compromise, and tit-for-tat.
Lanly thought he wouldn't care, but he realized today that he was evading Mount Sinai Hospital and Paul unknowingly. Two lives are humans, boasting that they have seen through life and death, and are completely disregarded and forgetful of their own situation; but for friends, he still can't do it after all, and the fear in his heart still exists objectively.
"I will." Matthew's voice came over calmly.
They all know that according to common sense, they should not give up. Can those patients who are in the terminal stage of cancer have friendship and love? Don't those old people who have died soon have their lives and dreams?
But reason is reason, and life is life.
Knowing the truth of the ending, they still choose moths to fight the fire. This is not the way of aristocratic education and elite education. They should learn to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages rationally, and effectively control losses ~www.novelhall.com~ With a long-term vision Examine the pros and cons of things and learn to choose.
From the perspective of a superior person, reason should cut off emotions, and the ego should sacrifice the ego for the sake of the greater. This is the right choice for granted.
So Matthew gave his answer after careful consideration.
But after speaking, Matthew couldn't help turning his head, through the gap of the bookshelf, his eyes fell deeply on Lan Li's body, and he looked at it calmly. After a while, he added, "But, you are not me."
Lan Li is always different.
If you follow the aristocratic way of thinking, it is impossible for Lan Li to become an actor, impossible to create miracles, and even more impossible to embrace his own freedom and dreams. Therefore, Lan Li has broken the shackles, knowing that he can't do it, but he still acted presumptuously, and really did it.
After a simple question and answer, Lan Li laughed blankly, a slight smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth, and he sighed softly, "Maybe."
In a word, it seems to be meaningful, and the taste is intricate, indescribable and difficult to express.
Matthew’s eyes still fell on Lan Li’s body. He waited for a long time, but he never waited until the next. Then, Lan Li’s long and calm breathing sounded in his ears, which seemed to have fallen asleep. Matthew raised his eyebrows lightly, not surprised at all, but he withdrew his gaze, staring at the computer in front of him in a daze for a moment.
Take a deep breath, and Matthew also recovered and plunged into his work again.
In New York in the afternoon, it started to snow sparsely, and as night fell, it grew bigger and more fierce. People couldn't help staying at home, **** for the warmth and ease, and spending the cold winter.
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After leaving the Mount Sinai Hospital, thin raindrops were still floating over Manhattan, lightly slapped on the cheeks, and then I realized that this is not drizzle, but small snow, and the snowflakes the size of rice grains are smooth. With the breeze swaying wildly, the dark and gloomy sky seemed a little brighter.
Spread out the palms, the snowflakes fell on the palms. Before I had time to observe carefully, it turned into a drop of water, leaving a faint coolness. In the blink of an eye, the palms were filled with water droplets, and the slightest chill was unbearable. She began to shiver.
Reached out and stopped a taxi, walked through the wet city streets, placed in the busiest and most indifferent city in the world, and headed towards home. The taxi parked downstairs in the apartment, and when you raised your head, you could see a warm creamy yellow from the windows on the third floor, and the faint halo dispelled the haze and bitterness of the winter.
Climbing up the steps, Lan Li did not stop on the second floor, but went straight to the third floor, opened the door with the key hidden in the lintel, and walked towards the kitchen as if returning to his own home. , And then started looking for a kettle and tea leaves, trying to make a cup of hot tea for himself to drive away the cold, but his vision was filled with confusion, and there was no clue at all.
Matthew Dunlop was browsing the contract documents on the computer, and after noticing the guest, his eyes shifted from the computer screen to Lan Li, quietly observing Lan Li’s every move and watching Lan Li in the kitchen. Like a lost child, Matthew is not surprised at all.
If Lan Li can find his target, that would be a rare thing.
Not to mention his house, even in Lan Li's own apartment, it is estimated that there is no place for the kettle and cups. To Lanly, the kitchen is like outer space, and everything is out of reach; strictly speaking, it is not just the kitchen, but also all housework.
Matthew closed the laptop, took off the gold glasses above the bridge of his nose, took a step towards the kitchen, and then patted Lan Li on the shoulder, "Don't stay here and make trouble. You just make everything change. It's worse."
"Hey! At least I'm working hard." Lan Li said in protest.
But Matthew didn't appreciate it, and said coldly, "Sometimes, for some things, it's a wise choice not to work hard."
Lan Li raised his hands to express surrender, "This is the reason I will never learn. You never believed me, and you were unwilling to give me a chance to try. How could I learn it?" The words hadn't spoken yet. Matthew turned his head and gave Lan Li a look. Then Lan Li closed his mouth and showed a big smile, "So, the most sensible thing is to keep the status quo. That's good."
Turning around, Lan Li left the kitchen and lay down on the sand in the hall.
In the same building, the layout of the third floor and the second floor are very similar. After entering the gate, the kitchen is on the left, the hall is on the right, and the back half of the far end is the bedroom space.
However, Matthew still made changes according to his needs. The hall on the right is divided into two parts by a huge bookshelf.
The part near the door is the living room, where a set of navy blue linen sand is placed, and the center is a dark brown mahogany coffee table. The corner part is still a solid wooden bookshelf, forming a right angle with the partition bookshelf, and the top is densely packed. Large legal books are placed.
The part near the bedroom was changed into a study room, a large desk, neatly divided into categories, placed a variety of legal files; next to it, there is a dark red low table with a small bookshelf, There are countless vinyl records neatly placed.
The entire space is more fully utilized. Unlike the spacious and laid-back downstairs of Lanli, the upstairs is slightly crowded, but it also highlights the warmth of the family. However, the relatively narrow space is full of local books. If Lanly's collection is a bookcase, then Matthew owns a library.
Therefore, every time after Lan Li finished reading, he would come to Matthew upstairs to search for books.
Sitting on the sand in the living room, it looks cold and professional. There are no pillows, no entertainment facilities, and no tea sets or wine glasses. It seems to have consciously gathered up all the non-professional and recreational props. The tough lines and Deep colors outline a professional image.
Lan Li tried to find a relatively comfortable and comfortable posture on the sand, relaxed and relaxed, but could not find it, so he began to adjust his posture constantly, looking like an active child, who can Believe that this is the "Master Lan Li" who has always been known for his gentleman's etiquette?
But Matthew has long been used to it.
When he came to the living room again, Matthew had two extra pillows and a blanket in his hand and handed it to Lan Li; then he went back to the kitchen again, boiled the water, made black tea, and prepared some simple snacks. I walked over with the tray, and then I saw Lan Li who had completely entered the relaxation mode, stretched out his body, and even relaxed the tension of the whole person.
Matthew didn't seem to be affected at all. After putting down the black tea, he returned to the office again and continued his work.
The brief commotion lasted only a moment, and then the apartment fell silent again. Matthew returned to his work with full concentration. They had been busy for the case at hand for nearly four months. They are about to go to court now. There are still a series of tasks to be completed. He must speed up the progress.
The hourglass of time slowly began to flow, and it seemed that the sound of rustling snow coming from outside the window could be faintly heard, and it became extremely peaceful in the winter afternoon.
"Do you have reservations in this friendship because you know that this person is destined to die, or is destined to leave? Do you even choose to retreat?"
Without warning, Lan Li's voice rang, with a trace of fatigue and fatigue, resounding in the warm indoor air, like firewood crackling in the fireplace.
Matthew was stunned for a moment, did not answer immediately, but thought about it seriously.
Everyone knows that you can’t give up food because of choking, and you can’t avoid doctors, but life is not a theory. Everyone has their own emotions, they will be hurt, afraid, timid, and hesitate. Even if they know that this is the right choice, it is not. Everyone can persist.
Isn't every friendship destined to be like this? Isn't everyone destined to die? Isn’t everyone’s existence destined to become nothingness? However, they cannot choose to give up because of fear of the unknown, and then self-proclaimed and stay in place.
After the death of Heather Cross, Lanly has been thinking about this issue.
Not only Anne Silliman and the other children at Mount Sinai Hospital, but also Paul Walker.
Lan Li clearly knows the future direction of the exhibition. He wants to do his best to avoid those tragic lives. If possible, he is willing to save Paul's doomed ending and truly change the trajectory of history.
But can he really?
Can he really become the savior? Can he really save everyone? Can he really completely reverse the theme of birth, old age, sickness and death? Can he really reverse the trajectory of fate? Can he really flap the wings of a butterfly and set off a tsunami in the Amazon?
In my mind, it is as if there are angels and demons at the same time, insisting on their own opinions, refusing to compromise, and tit-for-tat.
Lanly thought he wouldn't care, but he realized today that he was evading Mount Sinai Hospital and Paul unknowingly. Two lives are humans, boasting that they have seen through life and death, and are completely disregarded and forgetful of their own situation; but for friends, he still can't do it after all, and the fear in his heart still exists objectively.
"I will." Matthew's voice came over calmly.
They all know that according to common sense, they should not give up. Can those patients who are in the terminal stage of cancer have friendship and love? Don't those old people who have died soon have their lives and dreams?
But reason is reason, and life is life.
Knowing the truth of the ending, they still choose moths to fight the fire. This is not the way of aristocratic education and elite education. They should learn to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages rationally, and effectively control losses ~www.novelhall.com~ With a long-term vision Examine the pros and cons of things and learn to choose.
From the perspective of a superior person, reason should cut off emotions, and the ego should sacrifice the ego for the sake of the greater. This is the right choice for granted.
So Matthew gave his answer after careful consideration.
But after speaking, Matthew couldn't help turning his head, through the gap of the bookshelf, his eyes fell deeply on Lan Li's body, and he looked at it calmly. After a while, he added, "But, you are not me."
Lan Li is always different.
If you follow the aristocratic way of thinking, it is impossible for Lan Li to become an actor, impossible to create miracles, and even more impossible to embrace his own freedom and dreams. Therefore, Lan Li has broken the shackles, knowing that he can't do it, but he still acted presumptuously, and really did it.
After a simple question and answer, Lan Li laughed blankly, a slight smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth, and he sighed softly, "Maybe."
In a word, it seems to be meaningful, and the taste is intricate, indescribable and difficult to express.
Matthew’s eyes still fell on Lan Li’s body. He waited for a long time, but he never waited until the next. Then, Lan Li’s long and calm breathing sounded in his ears, which seemed to have fallen asleep. Matthew raised his eyebrows lightly, not surprised at all, but he withdrew his gaze, staring at the computer in front of him in a daze for a moment.
Take a deep breath, and Matthew also recovered and plunged into his work again.
In New York in the afternoon, it started to snow sparsely, and as night fell, it grew bigger and more fierce. People couldn't help staying at home, **** for the warmth and ease, and spending the cold winter.
Please remember the domain name of this book's first publication:. Reading URL of Miaoshuwu mobile version:
After leaving the Mount Sinai Hospital, thin raindrops were still floating over Manhattan, lightly slapped on the cheeks, and then I realized that this is not drizzle, but small snow, and the snowflakes the size of rice grains are smooth. With the breeze swaying wildly, the dark and gloomy sky seemed a little brighter.Spread out the palms, the snowflakes fell on the palms. Before I had time to observe carefully, it turned into a drop of water, leaving a faint coolness. In the blink of an eye, the palms were filled with water droplets, and the slightest chill was unbearable. She began to shiver.Reached out and stopped a taxi, walked through the wet city streets, placed in the busiest and most indifferent city in the world, and headed towards home. The taxi parked downstairs in the apartment, and when you raised your head, you could see a warm creamy yellow from the windows on the third floor, and the faint halo dispelled the haze and bitterness of the winter.Climbing up the steps, Lan Li did not stop on the second floor, but went straight to the third floor, opened the door with the key hidden in the lintel, and walked towards the kitchen as if returning to his own home. , And then started looking for a kettle and tea leaves, trying to make a cup of hot tea for himself to drive away the cold, but his vision was filled with confusion, and there was no clue at all.Matthew Dunlop was browsing the contract documents on the computer, and after noticing the guest, his eyes shifted from the computer screen to Lan Li, quietly observing Lan Li's every move and watching Lan Li in the kitchen. Like a lost child, Matthew is not surprised at all.If Lan Li can find his target, that would be a rare thing.Not to mention his house, even in Lan Li's own apartment, it is estimated that there is no place for the kettle and cups. To Lanly, the kitchen is like outer space, and everything is out of reach; strictly speaking, it is not just the kitchen, but also all housework.Matthew closed the laptop, took off the gold glasses above the bridge of his nose, took a step towards the kitchen, and then patted Lan Li on the shoulder, "Don't stay here and make trouble. You just make everything change. It's worse.""Hey! At least I'm working hard." Lan Li said in protest.But Matthew didn't appreciate it, and said coldly, "Sometimes, for some things, it's a wise choice not to work hard."Lan Li raised his hands to express surrender, "This is the reason I will never learn. You never believed me, and you were unwilling to give me a chance to try. How could I learn it?" The words hadn't spoken yet. Matthew turned his head and gave Lan Li a look. Then Lan Li closed his mouth and showed a big smile, "So, the most sensible thing is to keep the status quo. That's good."Turning around, Lan Li left the kitchen and lay down on the sand in the hall.In the same building, the layout of the third floor and the second floor are very similar. After entering the gate, the kitchen is on the left, the hall is on the right, and the back half of the far end is the bedroom space.However, Matthew still made changes according to his needs. The hall on the right is divided into two parts by a huge bookshelf.The part near the door is the living room, where a set of navy blue linen sand is placed, and the center is a dark brown mahogany coffee table. The corner part is still a solid wooden bookshelf, forming a right angle with the partition bookshelf, and the top is densely packed. Large legal books are placed.The part near the bedroom was changed into a study room, a large desk, neatly divided into categories, placed a variety of legal files; next to it, there is a dark red low table with a small bookshelf, There are countless vinyl records neatly placed.The entire space is more fully utilized. Unlike the spacious and laid-back downstairs of Lanli, the upstairs is slightly crowded, but it also highlights the warmth of the family. However, the relatively narrow space is full of local books. If Lanly's collection is a bookcase, then Matthew owns a library.Therefore, every time after Lan Li finished reading, he would come to Matthew upstairs to search for books.Sitting on the sand in the living room, it looks cold and professional. There are no pillows, no entertainment facilities, and no tea sets or wine glasses. It seems to have consciously gathered up all the non-professional and recreational props. The tough lines and Deep colors outline a professional image.Lan Li tried to find a relatively comfortable and comfortable posture on the sand, relaxed and relaxed, but could not find it, so he began to adjust his posture constantly, looking like an active child, who can Believe that this is the "Master Lan Li" who has always been known for his gentleman's etiquette?But Matthew has long been used to it.When he came to the living room again, Matthew had two extra pillows and a blanket in his hand and handed it to Lan Li; then he went back to the kitchen again, boiled the water, made black tea, and prepared some simple snacks. I walked over with the tray, and then I saw Lan Li who had completely entered the relaxation mode, stretched out his body, and even relaxed the tension of the whole person.Matthew didn't seem to be affected at all. After putting down the black tea, he returned to the office again and continued his work.The brief commotion lasted only a moment, and then the apartment fell silent again. Matthew returned to his work with full concentration. They had been busy for the case at hand for nearly four months. They are about to go to court now. There are still a series of tasks to be completed. He must speed up the progress.The hourglass of time slowly began to flow, and it seemed that the sound of rustling snow coming from outside the window could be faintly heard, and it became extremely peaceful in the winter afternoon."Do you have reservations in this friendship because you know that this person is destined to die, or is destined to leave? Do you even choose to retreat?"Without warning, Lan Li's voice rang, with a trace of fatigue and fatigue, resounding in the warm indoor air, like firewood crackling in the fireplace.Matthew was stunned for a moment, did not answer immediately, but thought about it seriously.Everyone knows that you can't give up food because of choking, and you can't avoid doctors, but life is not a theory. Everyone has their own emotions, they will be hurt, afraid, timid, and hesitate. Even if they know that this is the right choice, it is not. Everyone can persist.Isn't every friendship destined to be like this? Isn't everyone destined to die? Isn't everyone's existence destined to become nothingness? However, they cannot choose to give up because of fear of the unknown, and then self-proclaimed and stay in place.After the death of Heather Cross, Lanly has been thinking about this issue.Not only Anne Silliman and the other children at Mount Sinai Hospital, but also Paul Walker.Lan Li clearly knows the future direction of the exhibition. He wants to do his best to avoid those tragic lives. If possible, he is willing to save Paul's doomed ending and truly change the trajectory of history.But can he really?Can he really become the savior? Can he really save everyone? Can he really completely reverse the theme of birth, old age, sickness and death? Can he really reverse the trajectory of fate? Can he really flap the wings of a butterfly and set off a tsunami in the Amazon?In my mind, it is as if there are angels and demons at the same time, insisting on their own opinions, refusing to compromise, and tit-for-tat.Lanly thought he wouldn't care, but he realized today that he was evading Mount Sinai Hospital and Paul unknowingly. Two lives are humans, boasting that they have seen through life and death, and are completely disregarded and forgetful of their own situation; but for friends, he still can't do it after all, and the fear in his heart still exists objectively."I will." Matthew's voice came over calmly.They all know that according to common sense, they should not give up. Can those patients who are in the terminal stage of cancer have friendship and love? Don't those old people who have died soon have their lives and dreams?But reason is reason, and life is life.Knowing the truth of the ending, they still choose moths to fight the fire. This is not the way of aristocratic education and elite education. They should learn to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages rationally, and effectively control losses ~www.novelhall.com~ With a long-term vision Examine the pros and cons of things and learn to choose.From the perspective of a superior person, reason should cut off emotions, and the ego should sacrifice the ego for the sake of the greater. This is the right choice for granted.So Matthew gave his answer after careful consideration.But after speaking, Matthew couldn't help turning his head, through the gap of the bookshelf, his eyes fell deeply on Lan Li's body, and he looked at it calmly. After a while, he added, "But, you are not me."Lan Li is always different.If you follow the aristocratic way of thinking, it is impossible for Lan Li to become an actor, impossible to create miracles, and even more impossible to embrace his own freedom and dreams. Therefore, Lan Li has broken the shackles, knowing that he can't do it, but he still acted presumptuously, and really did it.After a simple question and answer, Lan Li laughed blankly, a slight smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth, and he sighed softly, "Maybe."In a word, it seems to be meaningful, and the taste is intricate, indescribable and difficult to express.Matthew's eyes still fell on Lan Li's body. He waited for a long time, but he never waited until the next. Then, Lan Li's long and calm breathing sounded in his ears, which seemed to have fallen asleep. Matthew raised his eyebrows lightly, not surprised at all, but he withdrew his gaze, staring at the computer in front of him in a daze for a moment.Take a deep breath, and Matthew also recovered and plunged into his work again.In New York in the afternoon, it started to snow sparsely, and as night fell, it grew bigger and more fierce. People couldn't help staying at home, **** for the warmth and ease, and spending the cold winter.Please remember the domain name of this book's first publication:. Reading URL of Miaoshuwu mobile version:
