I met a friend of the library who happened to be in the library. I am concerned about her quiet but gentle and beautiful girl, and I go to the library for her purpose. One day, Mr. Ben said: “Do you like it?” he cried. I became happy feeling. But then, the words she said were: “You look at me every time you come to the hotel, what do you think of? ...” was her word that changed. At this point, I was already beaten on the hands of Mr. Hebei.