I've Been There Before

Franklin hurried off the plane. There was a taxi at the airport. He got in and gave the driver an address.

His friend was staying at a home stay in the vicinity of Dali city.

He contacted the friend and that person was waiting for him early in the door of the home stay, while basking in the sun and checking when Franklin would come.

A taxi from a distance came and stopped at the gate of the homestay.

As the car door opened, Franklin emerged.

This friend of Franklin's was a woman, and years before, everyone knew that Franklin loved to play, and this woman had gone to karaoke and dinner with him.

As soon as Franklin got out of the car, a smile spread across her delicate face,

"Mr. Cordon, I thought you were joking. You really come here What's up? You come here so quickly, are you coming to chase your wife?"

It was a joke, half true, half false. Franklin smiled and did not speak, with a trace of loss in his eyes.

"Cassie," he said, taking out his phone and clicking on the picture, "Where did you take this picture?"

Cassie, startled, did not answer immediately, but looked at Franklin's face as she investigated what was going on, "Well... Mr. Cordon, you're not really going after your wife, are you? Who is she in the picture?"

"You guessed it wrong," Franklin said bitterly.

If, as Cassie had said, he was after his wife, he would have laughed himself out of sleep at night.

"I would like to pursue her, but unfortunately, I have long been not qualified."

Cassie curled her long curly hair in an amorous manner. "To have Mr. Cordon come all the way from a thousand miles away, and to have you remembered. Who is this woman?"

Franklin pursed his lips, and for a moment he muttered, "You don't know."

Cassie curled her lips. "I won't tell you if you don't tell me."

how long have we known each other?” Franklin looked sideways

felt a slight tremor

the playboy suddenly changed and later he did

the eyes of others,

had long ago not been that playboy

own family, and then swallowed the

this strength were enough to make Cassie admire him... Cassie curled her lips and said. "Well, I will tell you. Don't look at me like that, Mr.

took Franklin to the bar she went the night before. "This is where

In a bar?

Could she still not

of S city. She would not be back into

doesn't work here,

wondered, “Why do you think she doesn't

She had her pride in

to that rich and glorious home to ask for help, but entered the

was cheap, saying that she

were her; would they have the desperate courage not to ask for help from their wealthy parents? Whenever she asked for help, even she couldn’t get

But her pride, no matter what kind of torment she

her, she had a broom. She is a cleaner." Franklin made a nonsensical remark to

it, but after a few

employee here. Yesterday it was noisy here, and came a couple of man and woman. The man is beautiful with good figure. He ran on the stage to

“A man?”

she's covering. But the picture wasn't

phone and only saw this woman yesterday. He saw only this woman in his eyes and ignored the others. There was

but the audience didn't want to. They all scolded her, but the woman just said that the

"What on earth

believe that a man like Franklin, who had traveled thousands of miles in the earliest plane in the morning, really

face went white...