"I ... What did you touch with the thought of being spoiled?" He did not answer. '' She vomited more. He did not respond to that either. "Then why did you do this?" He got up with difficulty. He hung his head and walked slowly towards the sea. early mornings. It was dawn time. What the hell happened to you? Ele ... Le! "Walter stepped on Dasan's waist" Warren Go! Dasan murmured, his eyes narrowing as he woke up.
He remembered the night's show. He could not decide if it was a dream or a dream. Why did we do this? The knocking doors opened, and the lanterns fell into the street in long squares, and the shadows of the women, who had been sleeping in uncluttered sleep and in loose clothes, often interspersed the huts to see their husbands at sea, and roosters crowed vigorously throughout the town.
Dasan went to his hut. Was too lazy to fit the lamp. Rub in the dark and find the disk and the utensil. He opened the pot, put his hand inside, squeezed out the old rice and put it in the tray. He flipped the broth pan over the word as it was. He put his hand on the word to cook, awful! One page on disk. Rice is another page.
One more page of broth. On the one hand sad. Laughter on the other hand; He pushed the rice on top of the broth. He started kneading the two together. The lamp spread inside the house. He looked startled. Sylvie Dasan was coming in the door. Lantern in one hand, a pony in the other! Dasan tried to cover the word lying on the floor with shame. "Hey, put it on the bare ground and eat it!" She exclaimed in astonishment.
She frowned in disgust. "Earth is the disk for orphanage!" Dasan hid his happiness and said with a false sadness. 'Sylvie put down the lamp and the pony. "Ah ... this is what the girl pays for in time!" Her actions confused him. Why is she so close, so right? Maybe helping me experiment? Doing? He flinched as he saw her feet glistening white under the rags. He moved the disk in front of her and she got up.
"Drink coffee in the pony - drink, I'm going to wash my hands" he hurriedly swallowed the word to run out before she could come. But she came in while he was washing his hands on the dish. "You go, I'm going to wash! She snatched the saliva tray from him." Hey Tadia, wow! 'Walter shouted outside. Dasan came out. He took off his dress and threw it in the doorway. He took off his shirt and put it on. He tied the lanyard tightly around his waist. He hesitated to tell Sylvie. He left without telling her.
