Always getting over you

I don't want them to recognize Xiaokui and publicize her secret.

He will not kill them, but let them never come back, so that they can not know the existence of sunflower, which he can still do.

Listen to small Kui very moved.

Anson was really nice to her. It took her a while to find out that he was a good man.

He is careful, considerate, gentle and tolerant.

Whatever she didn't think of, he would think of it and help her do it well in advance.

Living with him, she felt that her life ability was declining, because he did everything well, and she didn't need to worry about it.

One day, he took her to the cemetery.

She just knew that it was the death day of her parents, and he put it in his heart that she had forgotten.

Listen to him to her parents' grave called mom and Dad, to small Kui suddenly cried out.

This is the first time that she cried recklessly for so many years

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[the story of Junchen and Xiaokui is over. I should have explained everything that should be explained. Originally, I didn't want to write about them, but many readers want me to write about Jun AI and Jun Qi. According to the chronological order, first write what you love, and you can continue to see what you like. Thank you. The following story will not be complicated ~]

This is a famous university in London, l Royal College.

There are two most famous majors in this school, one is music, the other is art.

Those who graduate from this school are all talents in the society.

There have been many musicians and artists here.

Those who can go to this school are either of very difficult status or of great talent.

Night fell.

The school's ballroom was ablaze with bright lights.

The school just transferred to a beautiful oriental girl, she is so beautiful that everyone likes it.

So a large group of men and women decided to hold a welcome party for her.

Different from the luxury, resplendence and noise in the dance hall, the garden outside the dance hall is cold and gloomy.

A thin, old and white boy, about 15 or 16, was sitting in the garden, playing the violin over and over.

The sound of violin can't cover up the music coming from the dance hall.

The boy stopped. He looked at the direction of the dance hall, and his eyes flashed with envy.

He is not qualified to attend such a dance

"Hey, Donne, I knew you were here." Then a tall Oriental boy came.

Donne stood up. "Lewis, what can I do for you?"

Lewis put his arm around his thin shoulder. "I asked you to go to the ball. All of us in grade one went, but you didn't go."

Donne dropped his eyes slightly. "I'm not going. You know I like silence."

"Come on! Are you worried that people will crowd you out? But if you don't get in touch with them, how do they know you're good? "

Lewis is careless, basically speaking what he wants to say.

Donne looked the same. "I really don't want to go. You go."

Lewis seduced him, "I heard it was a beautiful little beauty, she also came from China, we are at least fellow villagers, do not go not authentic."

"I have something else to do. I really don't want to go." Don was firm.

He will never insult himself.

"Are you really not going?" Lewis stares at him as if to see him through.

"Yes." Don was firm.