Mom looks at me, and the likelihood in my eye is a long hollow piece of jade with rectangular sides completely. Now I already have no way is pursued, it is a likelihood only, or, the mother won’t tell me after Nuo went: “My daughter was brought up. Nuo stayed in the school only half semester, leave hurriedly toward. When he goes, the classmate of whole class cried, besides me, I do not cry, it is the guitar that anxiously ground looks at him only, I hope to see him can bounce again onlythe Luo Man of love history, he was not played, but leave me guitar.