" What does it mean?"
"Yes, Miss Anna is beautiful, so naturally many men are chasing her. And all the men are willing to compete to get the attention of Miss, "
I just paused, my memory returned when I was in an accident.
"Basic, you are no different from other fussy girls," I said as the taxi that was riding in Anna moved away from me.
For a moment I folded my hands, hoping my body could be warm. My clothes were wet enough and it made me cold.
Reng ... Reng ..
A group of young people, with noisy motorbikes they looked closer, anxiety in my brain began to send signals throughout my body.
A group of men deliberately parked the motorbike right around my motorbike seemed to be trying to gang up on me.
"The rain is very heavy, I'm desire," said one of them.
"Yes, just make a fever,"
"Hey, you know, I just met a very beautiful girl. His body was filled, his height was about 155 cm, his skin was white, his hair was waist, and his cheeks were very chopped, "