Madam, president loves you secrectly

#Blood love#

In this hurt youth, when we are still hesitating for ignorance and unable to find our own future, we think we can wait, maybe wait, everything will be as you want.

But when the light shines, it is also alone.

Only in this way can I vaguely find that when the person leaves, you don't call his name. If you don't hold his hand, it may be a lifetime.

A glance at the end of the world--- Song Qianqian youth suspense film quotation "blood love"

In the summer of next year, we will wait until death. It is love like blood, crying like blood and earth shaking like blood.

[drawing] [drawing] [drawing]

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7:00 pm:

Song Qianqian was still wearing the dress at the film festival. He seemed to feel too conspicuous for fear of being seen. He put a long windbreaker outside and wrapped a scarf around his face.

I found a parking space on the ground in the Central Hospital, got off, closed the door, took a bunch of flowers and walked to the elevator of the inpatient department of the hospital.

It seemed a little hot, so she opened the button of her windbreaker and stood in front of the elevator waiting.

While waiting, I received the wechat web link sent by agent Yang Ying. After clicking it, I found that the makeup photos of her next year's film have been aired in the official microblog of blood love. The supporting text and pictures are all pictures she took a few days ago.

In the picture, he is dressed in jeans, his hair is slightly disordered, his eyes are frightened, his face is pale, his hand holding the knife is very firm, behind him is the picture of the all black secret room, and on one side is the bloody word "blood love" written in the technical p diagram.

The font still has red ink, slightly penetrating.

She glanced at it and thought there was nothing wrong, so she took it away.

She looked up and watched the elevator slowly fall from the third floor to the first floor. She walked in. She just wanted to press the button, but was stopped by someone outside: "please wait a minute."

She was stunned and didn't close the elevator door immediately.

Just lowered his head to let them in, and he pressed the button on the 15th floor. After a series of actions, he lifted the scarf up to cover his face.

"Shallow?" Yao Yushu looked at her side face, turned back and greeted her with a smile. Song Qianqian listened to the voice and was stunned for a moment. It was just a reaction. The people who came in were Yao Yushu and him.

My heart suddenly tightened, my steps retreated, but I felt inappropriate, so I could only continue to stand still.

The elevator closes and goes up slowly.

Yao Yushu was carrying an oblique bag and smiled kindly: "shallow, it's really you? We haven't seen each other for a long time."

Yao Yushu tried to hold her hand before, but Song Qianqian avoided it very well. He laughed and said, "aunt, I'm sorry. I have all kinds of perfume and all kinds of makeup powder. I'm afraid your clothes are dirty."

She smiled calmly and naturally, so that Yao Yushu couldn't think of anything else. Therefore, the child has always been excellent to everyone and has a peaceful smile to her, but somehow, she just felt that the child was naturally alienated from her and King's landing.

Although I can't figure it out, I can't ask clearly. I can only give it up.

There was a low air pressure in the whole elevator. One side of the king's landing in suits seemed not to see her. Wearing sunglasses on his face, he couldn't see his mood clearly.

He was thinner and haggard, but he was also more inhumane.

"It's all right. Fortunately, you reminded my aunt. Otherwise, I'll have to make a whole trip back."