Fiction 大小说家

Water ring, you are holding the full cup welcome glimpse of light, because of strong red glass filled with water becomes clear, visible bubble mechanism, that is my heart in your hands free to play, even without accidentally broken, it does not matter, as long as you want, as long as I have.

You laugh you’re like red, like a pair of lovers who like to, you say you are surrounded by red, when there is a difficult to express the excitement, but not crazy. You say it may be placid up feeling that way. I look at you, overwhelmed.

2012