Come Back to Me

He smiled, "I'm a straight-A student, not a straight-E student!"

"Humph! You are selling melon!" Wendy sniffed!

"That's true!"

"Okay, then tell me the rest of the story!"

Ben was stunned for a moment, and then his black eyes flashed. He said, "I really don't know!"

Wendy became complacent again. "I knew it. You are not a fairy. How could you know everything?"

"All right. Go on! " Ben said with a smile.

"The girl was about to die, but the man's voice came from outside. He found her. The girl closed her eyes in despair, letting the man keep knocking at the door. She wanted to die, but the sound of the door was getting more and more intense. Strangely, her desire to survive was getting stronger and stronger. She thought the hatred that had already been extinguished began to boil again. She struggled to get up and let herself come back to life. The man outside knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no response, so he left... "

"Why didn't he go inside to look for her?"

"In fact, it was three years later when the man came back. He went there just because of his obsession. The yard was in a mess and the surroundings were abandoned. Perhaps, knocking at the door was just a way of deceiving himself!"

"What happened later? You must be a bad student when you were a child. You can't even tell stories! " Hearing Ben's words, Wendy glared at him and said, "I have a suspense. What do you know? Now you can't wait to know the rest of the story, right? That's exactly what I want. I want people who listen to stories to be unable to stop after hearing it! "

"Okay, go ahead!" Ben said helplessly.

lingered outside the door every day. The girl became strong and healthy, and the man finally wandered outside the door for a long time. When he saw the girl walk out of the door covered with dirt, he was stunned, thinking that he was dreaming. But at this time, the girl was as thin as a piece of wood, and her clear big eyes had become unfocused, without the usual expression. The man went to pester the girl, but the girl did not open her mouth. The boy began to apologize again, saying that some vows

He looked at

a story like this? Wendy asked

give up. He said he loved her at her door every day. Suddenly, one day, a girl spoke through the door. The man was overjoyed and thought he finally had a chance. In fact, the girl also gave him hope. She said, "She raised a lamb

so excited that he couldn't control himself. He ran to the backyard and saw a lamb that had just been a month old. He wanted the lamb to grow up and give birth to a lamb. At

Ben's arms again, as if she had touched a sensitive part of her heart. She hugged him

yet. Do you know? After the man left, the girl cried again. She cried so sadly

and asked subconsciously, "What about the

"He'll feed that little ram and wait for it to produce

didn't feel afraid. On the contrary, she felt sorry for him. "Why do you like stories so much?" Wendy got out of his arms and looked at him, blinking. Hearing that, Ben came to his senses. He pursed his lips and pushed her aside impatiently. At

Wendy. He was actually fooled by this

naughtily and continued, "A year

about yourself. You are still worried

the man. As I said, after the man left, the girl cried again. How did you listen to the story, you bad boy! What was the boy thinking about? He was confused. It had been a year since the sheep were so big. Why wasn't it pregnant? He had promised her that he would look for her after a year. But the sheep didn't work. It had been more than a year, but there was still no response. A man didn't go to find a girl, it had been a year. Even if he broke his promise, he would go to find her. The sheep wasn't producing milk. He just went

it. The gemstones that were sent out were returned, and so was the cactus. They also sent the

open, Wendy looked at the serious expression on his face. She opened her mouth wide in surprise and asked, "Oh my God, what did you say? Ancient painting? Is it from your ancestors?

that time, my ancestors were also famous in the Song Dynasty. The painting was passed down from generation to generation, and it was genuine. Think about it, even such a treasure was returned by her. Do you

laughed weirdly, "Ben, don't look like that. Where is

yourself. I don't