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Chapter 747: Own Premeditation

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    Even for the first time in my life, I completely reversed my personality, reversed my thoughts, reversed all my negative and bad thoughts about him, that is to say, it seems that this relationship started from a special  not good.

    I was a little jealous of him at all, and I didn't like his position, which triggered a sudden return to a kind of warm feeling that I think only people like Sherlock Holmes can communicate with him in some special scenes.  Kind of autumn, the general feeling.

    I started to have a feeling that I wanted to rush to the hospital right away and have a good exchange of ideas with this teacher, but for some reason, he hung up the phone suddenly.

    And the moment he told me that he could call me back, I always felt that this so-called search for my so-called intuitive traction might really happen.

    So, after I put the child to sleep, and the child didn't have any verbal communication with me at all, he seemed really tired and tired.

    I don't want to disturb him, although I know that children in this world need you to instill and tell him something, but the fact that he doesn't support it at all makes me add myself  The comparison matches itself.

    A state where I didn't know how to do it at all, so I just said good night to him and went to sleep very quietly.

    However, at this moment, I am really lying on the outside of the bed.

    He just said one sentence, and at this moment I was keeping my spirits up and waiting for Teacher Zhao's call. It was the first time I was looking forward to his call.

    Because I know that on many things, I can only communicate with him on some things that I feel that my intuition is dead.

    I believe that only he can give me a lot of sincere news in it.

    Because in many things, some players who interact with each other are still needed to get the truth of some things.

    However, in the process of waiting anxiously, I probably also understood that he might just go straight to the cliche, because the night is a very fragile time now.

    So I think I can also wait until an answer I want exists in it.

    Finally, when I got the call, I was so excited.

    I quietly tiptoed to the door and opened it secretly.

    I am afraid that a small sound will wake the child up from his dream.

    After I got outside, I felt that this phone was extremely hot.

    Because I have no way to start, I don't even know some news waiting for me at this moment.

    I want to know how deep those mysteries really are, how much they make me curious.

    Then he kept waiting, waiting for his opening. Although the call had already been dialed, he still had a long message to say.

    It's like having a draft, like having some ink in your stomach, like ink.

    All made me feel a little bit of special torment, that there is something different at this moment, the feeling that those scenery are waiting for me.

    So now my whole body has begun to have a feeling of wanting to have a complete and profound communication with him, and at this moment, what I have been waiting for is slowly coming out, and I have already waited for his cough.

    "Teacher He, I will tell you the truth."

    "I think what you said makes sense."

    I don't know why he suddenly started using some respectful titles, which made me feel that the atmosphere was a bit more bleak and more serious.

    It made me feel even more, the completely horrifying atmosphere in my opinion.

    Therefore, now my whole body has begun to feel a little bit, and I have reached a kind of absurdity.  All the so-called unrealistic ideas of mine, those of mine that have no possibility of being correct at all, have some premonitions that I so-called imagined in advance.

    And some of the later connections that resulted, it is possible that those so-called are coincidental.

    From the perspective of others, some people who think that the world is run by science may think that there is no reason for the outrageous things to gain some understanding and get some so-called feelings like the same kind of people.  It really made my whole person excited to a certain level, and my adrenaline seemed to have been boosted.

    ?So I say that I have begun to do a little bit of not knowing what to do.

    "How to say?"

    I immediately raised a question of mine.

    "It's like this, Mr. He, I think it's time for you to think about this matter very much, because I just asked about the psychology of the two of them, and it seems that Comrade Liu also thinks the same as you do. He also thinks what Grandpa did.  It's a very good thing."

    Teacher Zhao¡¯s hesitant appearance, and when the monkey got an answer similar to mine, I really had an urge to go to the hospital tomorrow.

    "Besides, I don't think it's that simple to say all of this, because when I heard that sound, I was already scared. It seemed that I also heard some confidence about death in Grandpa's mouth."

    I might even wonder if the wind was so loud that my ears were muffled. When I got here, I couldn't hear clearly. What kind of things happened in it? When I heard the word "meditation"  , I was completely terrified.

    It seems that my ears are already deafening, as if I have obtained the proof of some things that have always seemed to me to be impossible.

    I don't even know where the adjective he came from. When I heard this sentence, I really thought I was following the name. I questioned it many times, and I questioned it many times. It turns out  All I got were those two words.

    "confidence"

    So I'm really too domineering, because I don't understand what it's like to get the confidence of death from grandpa's mouth.

    Or in other words, I think all this is really not that simple, it's all very outrageous, and some surrounding things completely make me feel some not-so-fulfilling realms in it.

    I don't know why, but when I am sure, I shrink back.

    "I felt from Grandpa's mouth that he just wanted to be thrown to death in the wheelchair, but he failed. Are you afraid?"

    Teacher Zhao asked me very seriously.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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