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online shopping, I came across a Web site, see above, there is a called Game description text is this: Lee is a middle-aged man, a successful career, good wife, son smart and lovely, the family happy and comfortable. But one day, one of his female classmates Ali called and invited him to attend a class reunion, if you are Li, are you going? Screen has two options: go, go. I did not hesitate to choose a

the next step. Meeting broke up, Ali to Lee in a business card,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], then do not take? I chose the

few days later, Ali called and complained about his unhappy marriage, said her husband had just beaten her, she was very sad and went to the outskirts of a hill and decided to commit suicide. Should stop her? Of course to stop, so I ordered a

because Li arrived in Ali's suicide was prevented. She was grateful to Li, the Li as a spiritual sustenance. She also often send text messages over. Here are two options: close, do not accept. Since she is his friend, to accept her message a lot? So, I clicked on the

Ali and her husband divorced, make matters worse, she was laid off. Then help her find Li, Li wanted to give her a job. At this time,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], the contents of the box are two options: to help, do not help. I think old school is difficult, but also sorry they do not help, so click on the Ali

the help of Lee, Lee accepted the position of the unit became a typist. Difficulties encountered in the work, reprimanded by the leadership, she was ready to quit, how should I do in Lee? Have two choices: agree with her resignation, did not agree with her to resign. I chose the

the help of Lee, Ali's work has achievements, she asked Li to dinner, go or not? I thought for a moment, eating it does not matter,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], Ali also invited other colleagues ,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but not sub-human, then click

in Ali's birthday party, Li drunk. Woke up,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], he found himself naked in bed with Ali. Ali cried and said, no damage to his family, but only after two to keep lovers. Box appeared on the two options: agree, does not agree. I thought that since things have happened, she not destroy my family, so, click on the

Ali on Li Rijiushengqing, and he asked to marry him. Lee does not agree,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], the result Ali came to the door shouting. Li's wife that he kept mistresses after the suicide attempt, hospitalization. Ali went far away. Li is limited by people's criticism and contempt. Here are two options: Compound with his wife, and Ali get married. I chose the compound with his wife, to the dialog box out soon: wife does not consent compound, and, even if the compound, they also had cracks.

I regret their choice, then return to the previous level, select the in the proposal. Li Zhongcheng a loner. This is the most dangerous game. Ali is not bad, you is good and helpful, the tragedy occurs, because the acceptance of love object exclusive. You help Ali is right, wrong you confused the relationship between friendship and love with her too close, the results of Ali harm, but also harm you and your wife, ruin your happiness. Games dangerous

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The driver clambered into his seat, clicked his tongue, and we went downhill. The brake squeaked horribly from time to time. At the foot he eased off the noisy mechanism and said, turning half round on his box--
"We shall see some more of them by-and-by."
"More idiots? How many of them are there, then?" I asked.
"There's four of them--children of a farmer near Ploumar here. . . . The parents are dead now," he added, after a while. "The grandmother lives on the farm. In the daytime they knock about on this road, and they come home at dusk along with the cattle. . . . It's a good farm."
We saw the other two: a boy and a girl, as the driver said. They were dressed exactly alike, in shapeless garments with petticoat-like skirts. The imperfect thing that lived within them moved those beings to howl at us from the top of the bank, where they sprawled amongst the tough stalks of furze. Their cropped black heads stuck out from the bright yellow wall of countless small blossoms. The faces were purple with the strain of yelling; the voices sounded blank and cracked like a mechanical imitation of old people's voices; and suddenly ceased when we turned into a lane.
I saw them many times in my wandering about the country. They lived on that road, drifting along its length here and there, according to the inexplicable impulses of their monstrous darkness. They were an offence to the sunshine, a reproach to empty heaven, a blight on the concentrated and purposeful vigour of the wild landscape. In time the story of their parents shaped itself before me out of the listless answers to my questions, out of the indifferent words heard in wayside inns or on the very road those idiots haunted. Some of it was told by an emaciated and sceptical old fellow with a tremendous whip, while we trudged together over the sands by the side of a two-wheeled cart loaded with dripping seaweed. Then at other times other people confirmed and completed the story: till it stood at last before me, a tale formidable and simple, as they always are, those disclosures of obscure trials endured by ignorant hearts.