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."

Franklin looked sideways

bottomless, and Cassie felt a slight tremor in

that year, the playboy suddenly changed and

of

man next to her... This person had long ago not been

then swallowed the

lips and said. "Well, I will tell you. Don't look at me like that, Mr.

went the night before. "This is where I took my

In a bar?

Could she still not

out of S city. She would

work here,

“Why do you think

woman, she..." She had her

didn’t go to that rich and glorious home to ask for help,

was cheap, saying that she

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 had suffered, was hidden in every

had a broom. She is a

but after a few seconds, she

guess it right. She is not the 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 dance striptease. The woman in the picture,

“A man?”

the picture wasn't

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

woman wanted to pull the man away, but the audience didn't want to. They all scolded her,

earth are you looking for,

a man like Franklin, who had traveled thousands of miles in the earliest plane

went white... Did she fall in love with