[Bottle Evil] Fantastic Leman

one true time i hold you

I hold on to the moment of truth

inmylife we'll always goon

In my life, love knows no bounds

near far whenever you are

no matter how far you are from me

ibelievethattheheartdoesgoon

i believe my heart goes

once more you open the door

you knocked on my heart

and you're here in my heart

you melt into my heart

andmyheartwillgoonandon

My heart is with you, my heart is with you

there is some love that will not go away

love is so close to me

you're here there is nothing if ear

You're by my side so I'm not afraid

and iknowthatmyheartwillgoon

I know my heart is with you

we'll stay forever this way

we walk together forever

you are safe in my heart

In my heart you are safe and sound

andmyheartwillgoonandon

My heart belongs to you, love knows no bounds

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CelionDion's voice trembled a little, and the plot of the Titanic may not be forgotten by many people.I haven't watched the movie much, but I have listened to the theme song countless times. This song has always been the blind man's favorite, and I have long been used to his weird preferences. Maybe that guy is the one who likes "Youjump, Ijump" A feeling of undying love.

I turned off the music and looked up at the ceiling with an orange handmade lamp.The warm orange light does not hurt the eyes, but it will cause visual fatigue just by looking at it.

My heart will goon... My heart is eternal, how many eternal hearts are there?Who is not changing in the changing times?Eternal and unchanging, does such an existence really exist?

The light outside the window was not bright, but it was enough to illuminate the entire Place de la Concorde.I glanced at the electronic watch next to the bed, it was 22:24, it should be 21:34 in London, not too late.

Since I can't write anything, I don't need to suffer.I reached out my hand to turn off the orange light, and the light outside the window spilled in. Through the curtains, there was a bit of dreamy and hazy beauty.

But under this beauty, what kind of darkness is hidden?

The Eighth.

---------Wu Xie

As a foreigner, I am not familiar with London, so I inquired about the route in broken English along the way, and when I arrived, it had been more than an hour since the departure.

The Greenwich Observatory is located on the prime meridian, and many tourists like to take pictures with their feet across the strip lined with copper wires.Although in a sense, doing that is indeed crossing the eastern and western hemispheres, but after all, the division between the eastern hemisphere and the western hemisphere is not based on the prime meridian, and I don't understand the significance of what they did.

Today is not a holiday, but there are also many tourists near the observatory, and there are scattered people standing on the only open space, all kinds of skin colors and hair colors are mixed together, and they are dressed in different colors. Clothes are a bit dizzying at first glance.In the crowd, I saw Aning at a glance, not because she was so eye-catching—although she was very beautiful, she was not very attractive to me among the hot babes with blonde hair and blue eyes.She was the only one among the heavily dressed crowd who dared to fight the north wind in lederhosen and boots.I feel cold looking at her.

Xiao Pao walked up to Ah Ning in two steps, and grinned. "Awaited."

"Not long." Aning also smiled back at me, put away the purse on her shoulder and said to me, "Let's go."

I was startled.Didn't you say you came to the observatory, why did you have to leave again?where to?do what?I twitched the corner of my mouth, and the smile I pulled out was a little stiff, I don't know if it was from the cold or because of Aning's words, "Where are you going?"

Aning unceremoniously gave me a supercilious look, which seemed a bit helpless. "You don't think I asked you out just to see the Greenwich Observatory? Oh God, I'm not interested in that. Know what women like to do?"

Perhaps because of speaking too much English, Aning's Chinese also has a foreign accent.I thought about it, and finally came up with an answer that I thought was unreliable, "Watching a movie?"

"Watching a movie for no reason? It's not a date, do you understand shopping?"

I scratched my head, a little embarrassed.After living for more than 20 years, I have no other emotional development except a secret love, and I am even more unpredictable about girls' minds. Xiaohua has said more than once that I am an emotional idiot.I am noncommittal.Although the emotional experience is basically zero, it does not mean that the emotional intelligence is also zero.I'm not sure if Ah Ning is interested in me, her behavior will only make me feel unavoidable in the relationship...

Even so, shopping with women... is really my Achilles' heel...

"A Ning, I'm going to Blue Margarita tonight..." I said hesitantly, trying to refuse as tactfully as possible. I thought that Aning understood what I meant, but she took out her mobile phone to check the time. I said, "That's not a problem, we still have time, and I'll go to Blue Margarita with you."

It seems that there is no escape.I sighed inwardly and smiled, probably not that pretty.

In fact, I always thought that very few men like to accompany women shopping. Those colorful clothes make me dizzy at a glance, and I have to help choose the matching, just thinking about it gives me a headache.What's more, I have some choice phobias, and I usually run away from these things when I can.But now it seems that I was wrong.

I was a little surprised that almost every woman in the mall was accompanied by a man, and there seemed to be more men than women.

It seems that the thinking of foreigners is indeed not the same as that of people. Like me, I have always divided shopping into a column exclusive to women. I never thought that men can also shop. It is no wonder that foreign handsome men are full of The street ran away, and people dressed themselves up!

Just walking around with Aning, the good time of the afternoon was completely buried in the important task of helping the beauties choose clothes. When I came out of the mall and went straight to BlueMargarita, I was almost half breathed. ...

I shook the wine jug up and down, pushed the classic cup filled with Californians to Aning who was looking at Caroline, smiled at Aning and looked at Caroline.

She seldom sings songs with strong melodies, but today she used "Cinderella" to tell me that I underestimated her.

In line with the melody, I took out a raw egg and sherry, mixed them into a shaker, and even made a few behind-the-back throws.Although it is to keep up with the rhythm of the music, the tension of the heartbeat after finishing is not very pleasant.No longer showing off the technology, just pour the reconciled Cupid (Cupid) into it. Caroline's music has been changed. It seems that it is not an English song, but a French one.I didn't listen carefully, but after handing the Cupid to the customer, I leaned against the bar in a daze.

It is said to be in a daze, but in fact it is just thinking about some things, my family, stuffy things, etc... I don’t know why I care about that stuffy thing, probably because his sense of mystery aroused my curiosity I always want to know what he hasn't told me.It's a terrible attachment. Sometimes I really feel like I can't pull back nine cows with my strength.

Hooking a delicate classical cup with her fingers, drawing the patterns on it with her fingertips, her thoughts have gone to nowhere.I also let myself let go, if I hadn't suddenly broken into the wine glass of Realization, I guess I would have been in a daze until I got off work.

"What are you thinking, Super.Wu?" Ah Ning rested her chin in one hand, shook the wine glass gently in the other, her short hair trembled with her movements.

"It's nothing."

I withdrew my fingers hooked on the classic cup, and the result was that the empty wine glass in Aning's hand took the shaker and shook it absent-mindedly, and his brain was once again occupied by problems.

What does Aning mean to me?

Although I instinctively want to think in a better way, but I don't rule out the possibility of being passionate, but this makes me don't know how to get in touch with her. After all, it's only a two-way relationship from the time I met her, and I won't be able to count on her. To the point of no taboo.

His thoughts turned to Poker Bottle again.That kind of guy keeps silent all day long to reduce his sense of existence, holding back any thoughts in his heart, and he doesn't know whether to say he is deep in the city or autistic. When he comes back, I must pry his mouth open. Let him speak out what's on his mind!

But, am I qualified to be a listener?

heart early