Identity number 019

The brother made Chen Yang.

The DPRK is also called him, it is like laughing, and the tail is in the tail, and he will give him a teeth. I want to hold his neck arteri and bite his illusion.

Not like this, favor, distortion, helplessness, confused, and a whisper, like it is completely, there is no way.

Is it a ghost?

Chen Yang got a bit, I am crazy, and I am shaken.

Now there is a milk taste in the breath of this boy, very strong, as if I have a box of milk.

And the DPRK is not.

He is full of medicine, and he has made Chen Yang a little suffocation.

The teenager is almost in the tip of Chen Yang: "answer me."

Chen Yang pair on the double with a smile scarlet eye, a numbness of the ridge.

According to reason, who is the illusion, who is reflected in the heart.

but……

Chen Yong looked at the blue-white face in front of him, looked at the young pupils, and the heartbeat was standing half-shot, and the illusion was constructed by a person's fear, thoughts, or obey, painful, and trapped him. This is not his.

How could this be?

Where did I get a mistake?

The heart of Chen Yang fierce, when he was following the stairs, the people around him suddenly changed one.

Since he entered the illusion, it should also be joined.

Is it that he is close to the face, the illusion is affected by the DPRK?

Still ... they are crafted.

He has joined his illusion, and he entered the draft of the United States?

On the arm of Chen, he climbed the chicken skin. He has always got a look at the inner world of the United States, knowing that it is the privacy of the other party, or will not control, and a chance to catch.

I don't know why it is so persistent.

The world of Chen Yong has long been unknowingly opened for a large half, still continuing, can not close, but the head of the DPRK is just a lock, there is a sign of looseness, and it is late to open him.

He is too curious about what is packed in the private sector, why is it so tight?

Nowadays, Chen Yang has come in without preparing, in such a strange way.

Moreover, what you see here is completely different from him.

The tip of the nose, the teenager took it up, Chen Yang took a foot, he told the urge to move, squeezed out the smile: "No you play, the inn is opposite, no urgent, there may be ignored places in the attic , We check the check. "

The teenager lifted a cane and took the calves of Chen Yang. All the way, after his abdominal muscles, heart, provoke him down: "You can give you a set of reasons every time."

Chen Yang: "..."

Which part is it?

What age group?

"But," The young woman laughed, "You don't believe it, I'm listening to you."

The teenager puts down the cane, the head is low: "Brother, I am awkward, give me a reward."

reward? What reward? Chen Yang didn't want to understand, he has unintentionally put his hand and touched his hair.

The juvenile lifted his head, and the lip corner was progranted.

Chen Yang suddenly woke up, that is hard to have a hard, withdraw, not, not.

The eyes of the teenager are slightly smilling, and the palm of being smashed.

Chen Yong gave up struggling, his movement of nature took down: "We are looking for clues, the attic is empty, I think the stairs will have discovery."

From the illusion, it is not there.

The teenager has no speech.

Chen Yang took his eyes and found that he was staring at himself, staring without expression.

"Dynasty?" Chen Yang is not so tight.

"Well." The teenager collected a cane, standing on the ground, the left leg, the left leg, and he smiled and said to Chen Yangzhong, saying, "Brother, you will back me."

Chen Yang didn't want to back, he was afraid that it couldn't stand it.

The teenager keeps the posture of the arm, and the laughter is gone.

Chen Yang's cold sweat came out.

"Okay, let you back," Chen Yang turned, his knees were slightly bend, after a few seconds, his back, his condition reflected the back waist, the chest passed on the laundry was hot.

Do you seem to have a heartbeat?

Chen Yang's body toned to take a step.

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The young boy lit the two canes to the stairs, and took the hands and grabbed the Chen Yang.

Chen Yang: "..."

The people on the back have been smashed, and the eyes are not staring at him.

This makes him familiar and discomfort.

The reason is that the DPRC has recently started to stare, I don't know when I started, there is no sign, I'm not talking back.

As if he will become a smoke anytime, anywhere.

As for discomfort ...

That's because it is now, staring at his sight is more skilled in the DPRK.

"Why stare at me?" Chen Yang can't accept it.

The teenager stared at Chen Yang: "You will run."

Chen He said, I want it.

"If you run, you can't find it." The teenager tightened.

Chen Yang was difficult to breathe, he stopped in the stairway: "Okay, come down."

The two hands on the neck suddenly tightened.

The smile of the juvenile: "Brother, you really want to throw me."

The face of Chen Yang began to purple, and the blood vessels burst it, he made the boy's hand.

"Pine, loose." Chen Yue, the stronger suffocation, he died to bother the back of the boy, "Fuck, fast ..."

The loft's wooden staircase is onto the brunette in a brilliant bottle, not falling out, empty, all finished.

He pinch the five fingers of the bottle, reflections and refreshed.

"Mom, the meat of Laozi is so rough, and it has been embarrassed to have a few bags. The mosquitoes here are really fucking ..."

Two strings came from the door, mixed with rudeness.

And disinfecting water flavor.

East and paint walking side by side, a person in hand, two beam lights, and brushing to the stairs.

"I fuck!" The east, and the past, "You put this ghost to dry? Chen Yang?"

Down pills towards simple machinery.

Eastern is unusually unusual, he vigorously stepped on the opponent's crutches: "Laozi asked you, what?! Where did he go?"

The painter presses the spray in the east, while the painter is close to him, whispered: "Is Chen Yang into the illusion?"

Attached to the anger of the East: "Magic?"

The painter said: "When two people do the task, almost the same shape is not left, only this may."

Overview of the noodles on the stairs, ask: "Chen Yangjin fantasy?"

Dropping is also inverted pills.

"Why didn't you be with him?" East grabbed the shackles of the shoulders, and the eyes want to crack.

The painter checked the disposable gloves in his hand, and determined that wearing is strict, he pulled the east to the side and said: "You have not passed."

"Everyone has a life experience of everyone, and the illusion is the most darentest, and it is impossible to have two mandate into the same illusion."

I remembered it to the picture that I was tortured into the collapse of the fantasy. It was a few years he died in East Street and lived in a few years, infinite loop.

Fucking, it's a horrible to the extreme.

Thased on the back of the east, he was sweating to sweat, and he took the legs to the stairs. "What will be in the illusion of Chen Yang? The death of my sister is still what he did?"

"These two, no matter which one, you can let him get a half-life." East, press the lighter and muttered.

The painter is standing in a rich disinfection, "he has a sister?"

"I heard, I have never seen it," I took a few heads of the bark to the east, "Mom, what kind of illusion, why didn't you come out?"

The painter does not think that Chen Yang is dangerous. He has gone through four tasks, and some people have long been a one-to-one training.

Even for the first time, it will not die.

It is a morning and evening.

"Is Chen Yang, is it first dragged into the illusion?"

The pilgrimage bottle is separated from the palm, roll away from the stairs.

He looked at it, the pupil was scattered, no focus.

The east's face suddenly changed, and he didn't worry again. This guy didn't get crazy, indicating that he said, entered the state of overflowing.

The painter picks down the disposable gloves, and the hand of the house is the hair of the ear. He wore the gloves back: "First, it is a bit trouble."

For the East, what is hassry, it is a disaster.

He ran upstairs downstairs, and gasped back to the original position: "Why didn't we go in?"

The painter said: "Maybe you have the weakness of my heart does not meet this ghost appetite."

Many species of obsembling points.

To the east, he didn't stop smoking. He glanced at everything, it was separated, he returned to a small world of teenagers, the roaring Trumpet: "Dynasty, Laozi tells you, Chen Yang is not coming, you ... "

The crutches came over.

Wrapped a bloody horrible breeze.

Avoiding the East Insurance, he stared at the place where he was sitting, there have been many scratches.

The stairs will be broken at any time.

East spitted to the cigarette nicknamed by him, just now, it is to smash his head, he is going to sway his fist, and see the medicine bottle in the simple building, it can't get up in the simple building.

Hand shakes do not look.

East: "..." .

On the other hand, Chen Yang is sitting in the stairway, looking at the teenager who keeps cane smashing the left leg.

A few minutes ago, Chen Yang was quickly killed, and the boy suddenly came down from him, and his hands apologized.

I have been smashing, I haven't stopped now.

Three words are repeated in the juvenile mouth.

"I blame you!"

"I blame you, I blame you ..."

What is much on the lips of Chen Yang, and he reached out and look at it, it is a small piece of meat.

"..."

Chen Yang retired back, and then hit the stairs. He used two hands to support the wooden board, and the pedals went to the stairs.

Metal squat is stopped, and the brother side splashed the blood of the bone: "Brother, where do you want to go?"

"Your legs should be seen by doctors." Chen Yong heard that he replied to the voice.

Juvenile straight hook stare: "Don't watch it, don't, it's not good, it drags you."

Chen Yang said: "Did not drag, can you stand up?"

"Yeah, I can stand up, but," "The teenager smashed the head, pulling the blue lips, and crying," I still don't want it, I don't like it. "

Chen Yang lived.

"You can't be angry, my brother will be angry, I know that you think my legs are good." The teenager won the broken meat on the ground, and the blurred left leg of the ground, his face was extremely ignorant, but the sound is It is panic and praying, "Brother, I will restore the legs, do you take me here? Let's leave, let's go back, you bring me, don't leave me, I am afraid, don't leave me."

Chen Yang is crazy, you have to go out, you must go out, and you will so on.

Details, want to be detailed, what he ignored?

Chen Yang's nails with thumbs, and Yu Guang swept in the sight.

Which is the most easily ignored?

Chen Yang tried to force himself away from fixed thinking, far away, he reorganizes disordered thoughts, and it flashes.

This is an empty seat, only him with this.

Is the way to leave? Isn't this a brother?

Chen Yang's heartbeat began to accelerate, how did he think of ...

Export is a teenager itself.

In fact, there is not long after it comes here, Chen Yang guess the prostitute of the boy, he is full of exclusion from the limbs to the psychology.

Chen Yang wants, what if he faces the teenager's obsession?

"Dynamic Jane." Chen Yang walked over step by step, kneel down and see him.

The teenager looks at the blood of the blood, and the words are careful: "Brother, my legs are good."

Chen Yang: "Well."

"I don't hate my legs, I will let it get better, I will listen to you." The teenager looked at Chen Yang straight, and the eyes were red to drip blood. "You tell me, the more you often have normal things. , The more you can surprise, I remember, you can see, I have been teach me, I can help you, I am not a cumbersome, my brother, you go forward, I work hard to follow you, I ... "

Chen Yang lived in a teenager's eyes.

The teenager cried and said, "Do you not lose me again?"

"Yes." Chen Yang's palm was wet, he whispered, "My brother will not drop you again."

The voice falls, Chen Yang found himself standing on the stairs, holding mobile phones in his hand, the light of the flashlight is still going down.

Just sat next to him.

The stairs are to the east point of painter, one standing and looking at the phone, a smoking, each immersed in his own situation.

"I `m coming out."

Chen Yonggang was finished by a man's strength, he kneelted on the stairs. He kneelted, and his body did not react, a pair of arms had already hugged him.

Holding him in dramatic jitter.

A sound did not send it, just a strong, put him to Waidler, like him integrate with him.

What's wrong with this, Chen Yang's hands and feet are stiff, swallowed: "DPRK?"

Pulling him in a simple, two shaking hands cover face, the head is buried, and the back bow has a fragile curvature.