Cold river opened his eyes, looked sluggish women standing bed people whisper "My name is ..." Li Rongrong did not hear,
外贸SEO, take care of the more recent, "say?" "My name is ... ..." Li Rongrong sigh Road, "lost sleep silly. you call river cold, your mother called calendar Rongrong, your father called Jiang Yongwen. Any questions? "cold river whispered:" Not called cold river. "calendar Rongrong great hate, could not help but take a moment his forehead, "play the fool is useless.
you do not call the river I'm still your mother cold." door, back told: "And from tomorrow, I get up you have to give me up. the first day of summer vacation, so you sleep late, you booing, a sleep all day, Mom woke up does not recognize. "talking out of the cold river door to the kitchen to prepare dinner, open the freezer, they began talking," lunch is ready do not eat, saving food is not that a conservation law, a child died.
"silly cold and the river bed, a look of confusion,
沈阳SEO, is called as? What is it? not the cold river, not Li Rongrong, What is it? dinner, the river is still a muddle cold look. He seems to be a very long dream, a dream of rolling eight or ten years, but the content they are forgotten. Seems to capture something, but do not know. Finally, in a tunnel to forward, his mind is clear,
SEO, but that name is what? His brains but you can not remember.
He even remembered the texture of the sound, first softly, then with a little bit sad meaning. My name is ... ... what was it? By the way, as if some of their normal memory is also broken. Is not lost, just broken, as if some time out to watch their body. "Mom, I made a good long dream, the same as there is no end. As long as good years, but now can not remember anything." Li Rongrong son of a white, "you slept more than an Shihai more, for fear it sixteen of seven hours. dreams will not long? "
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