Gordon clenched his teeth and clenched his fists.

When the subordinates heard this, they shrunk back and said, "OK, I'll go back and continue to look for them."

At night, the moon and stars are sparse, and the mist is around.

Unable to sleep, barb got up and went out of the room.

During the day, with the clown in, her gloomy life seems to shine in a beam of light, which dispels the darkness in her heart.

But as soon as the night came and the surroundings were quiet, the great loneliness and pain soon eroded her and made her hard to sleep.

She went out of the bedroom and wanted to get some ice water in the refrigerator. Unfortunately, she didn't sleep when she met the clown. She was agitating something in the kitchen.

Barbour went over and looked at him in his bright day suit and called out, "clown?"

The clown looked back and saw barb's appearance. He was obviously flustered.

Barb walked over and looked at the makeup on his face and couldn't help wondering, "don't you take off your makeup in the evening?"

The clown took out the note and said, "the princess, take the clown's face as my face. I'm used to it. "

Barb didn't say anything, but he felt sorry.

She asked him, "what are you doing here all night?"

The clown is very sorry.

He scratched his head, then looked at the sliced meat and scallion on the stove, and wrote shyly, "I'm hungry. I want to have some supper."

"Oh Didn't eat enough during the day Barb had a faint smile.

The clown nodded: "I eat a lot. The people here don't prepare enough dinner for me."

Barb couldn't help laughing. "So you said! If you don't say it, who knows you don't have enough to eat! What a fool

The clown was said to be more embarrassed and lowered his head slightly.

"Or maybe I'll give you half of my meal later," Barbour said

The clown was stunned and quickly waved his hand to refuse.

Barb sighed, "well, it's nothing. I can't eat much anyway. It's a waste. I'd better give it to you. The food that those people prepare for me is not bad, dundundun is made of a lot of meat

Hearing this, the clown hesitated for a moment, and finally wrote on the note paper, "thank you, princess."

Barb nodded nonchalantly, then looked at the stove and asked, "what are you going to do?"

The clown wrote, "I'm going to cook some noodles. Would you like some?"

Barb looked at the clown suspiciously.

A big man, is the noodles cooked delicious?

But I don't know what happened. Seeing the vegetables of various colors on his chopping board, as well as a few pieces of meat and chopped scallion, barb felt that the cooked noodles should not be too bad.

So he said, "well, you cook me less."

The clown was happy, immediately put away the note paper and began to cook noodles.

Barb went to the table and waited.

Looking at the kitchen light, the figure of the man busy, unconsciously, barb will he and another person's figure overlap.

In addition to their different styles of dressing, their bodies and movements are so similar.

But Barbour knew that he was not the man in front of him.

He had already left her and would probably never see again.

There was a surge of sadness in barb's heart, and the whole person was listless.

Until the clown cooked his noodles and served them on the table.

The clown wrote on the post it note: "if it's not delicious, don't give it up."

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