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."

known each other?” Franklin looked sideways at

and bottomless, and Cassie felt a slight tremor in her heart... Franklin was an irreverent dandy, rich and flirtatious, not stingy

that year, the playboy suddenly changed

a coxcomb in the eyes of

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

swallowed the Corden

were enough to make Cassie admire him... Cassie curled her lips and said. "Well, I will tell you.

night before. "This is

In a bar?

still not get out

to get out of S city. She would not be back into

work here, does

“Why do you think she doesn't

This woman, she..." She had her pride

when she got out of jail, she didn’t go to that rich and glorious home to ask for

was cheap, saying that

not to ask for help from their wealthy parents? Whenever

had been broken or because she was disappointed. But her pride, no matter what kind of torment she had suffered, was

she had a broom. She is a cleaner." Franklin

it, but after a few seconds,

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.

“A man?”

out her phone, "Look, the guy she's covering. But the picture wasn't taken well. there was actually a man

only this woman in his eyes and ignored the

way, the woman wanted to pull the man away, but the audience didn't want

earth are

like Franklin, who had traveled thousands of miles in the earliest plane in the morning, really

what Cassie said, Franklin's face went white... Did she