New Love Story You Make a Cry

Only Sanjeewa was leaning back to bed and sleeping. Like a normal one, he was not as hell-friendly as himself to get to sleep easily and heal. Around a nearby car, the whole environment is rumbling as though it sounds good. Sanjeewa’s mind was somewhat awe-inspiring, but a fast car passing through the house drove it off.
An angel of moonliness that flowed into the room through the curtains clogged between the windows close to Sanjeewa was further increased. Sanjeewa had made his phone in the back of his mind with a confused mind.
He repeated the reading of one text message. He was watching it. A letter of words flashed through his eyes, a drop of a tear dropping from the cheeks to the bottom of his cheeks.
“Why is my white brother doing this to me …? What is the guilt I’ve done to you ..? Why is it that I miss this way?
It was the same person that Sanjeewa had sent in the night before, by Chanuka. A word that is read by words in a word and by the words of Sanjeewa only in a few words.
“I do not understand Chanu …. I do not know …”

Sanjeewa coined the tears. At the same time, he had a good memory of the pleasant memories of the pleasant years he spent with the time of one and a half years with Chanukah.

It is a painting painted with some colorful patterns, Sanjeewa thinks for a moment.
He walked with China and walked away from the seashore, walking up to the invisible dimension, visible to anyone. Chanu immediately gave a kiss to Sanjeewa and left his hand and ran out of the beach.
“Hey … you’re on the go …”
After pursuing Sanjeewa Chanu, he clasped me three times. Sanjeewa was stuck in Chenu’s Kelil smiles and innocent eyes. Both were not in a position to watch each other without looking at each other. Indeed, they were overjoyed with deep love.
Sanjueve felt that his eyes were as isolated as his eyes, and he felt his heart burning. It was so great to him that he was perfectly aware that he had full love for Chanu in his heart. Chanu’s innocent smile was portrayed in the eyes of Sanjeewa.
Suddenly, on the motorcycle, on the way, Sanjeewa entered the world. Sanjeewa who had looked at the phone for 20 minutes after two o’clock at two o’clock in the afternoon. Sanjeewa is still roaming the rest of the world. Sleeping goddess is alienated from him.
The whole environment is once again muddied in Silk. Due to the window blazing, the bright light of the moon was brighter than before. The room looked like a set of tables, a sculptured table, a metal cupboard and a bookshelf, creating the dark shadows in the moonlight.
Sanjeewa gazed at something out of the dark shadow of his writing table. It was shining on the writing desk of the bright moonlight, which brought the memory of Sanjaya to a remarkable and lonely little star of the school. But that was nothing else but Anjali was able to identify the silver-collar gems he had donned him to him.
Sanjeewa felt that the pleasant memories of Anjali would be overwhelmed with the dark memories of the timing of the show. It’s not an excuse to say that Anjali is the only woman who has mumble Sanjuewa’s heart except his mother.
Anjali’s smile impressed the petty voice of Sanjeewa’s heart. Sanjeewa is still a puzzle of what kind of anxiety he has in mind. Anjali, however, spurned the memory of Anjali’s disgust with the ever-present grimace of grief. Sanjeeva was stranded among the emotional enthusiasm, forgetting memories of Chanuan for a moment.