Read Novel Full Chapter 2240: Chapter 44: The Girl He Cherished Since Childhood Is Not Someone Shi Xi Can Humiliate
Chapter 2240: Chapter 44: The Girl He Cherished Since Childhood Is Not Someone Shi Xi Can Humiliate
“Ziyi, it’s me.”
The silent autumn night carried Shi Xi’s voice clearly into Mo Ziye’s ears.
The chill between Mo Ziye’s brows didn’t lessen with her voice, instead, it intensified, even his breath was tinged with coldness.
During his days on the business trip, Shi Xi hadn’t called him.
Even after knowing she went to the company to find Qin Qingqing, Mo Ziye never called Shi Xi.
He was waiting for her call to come in.
Days passed, and her call finally came.
Her voice was cautious, a guilty conscience from knowing she had done something wrong.
Mo Ziye didn’t speak, slightly pursing his thin lips, taking long strides toward home.
On the other end of the line, Shi Xi couldn’t hear Mo Ziye’s response. After a few seconds of silence, she hesitantly called again, “Ziyi, are you mad at me?”
“You don’t need to call me anymore, this is the end between us.”
“Ziyi?”
The icy and merciless tone of Mo Ziye fell, and Shi Xi urgently called out from the other side of the phone.
Listening to her urgent voice, Mo Ziye’s expression remained unchanged, his voice coldly indifferent, “I hate petty and scheming women the most. You know very well that Qingqing grew up beside me, and it’s an unchangeable fact that we had a past. But you can’t accept it, and even went behind my back to trouble her…”
“Ziyi, I was impulsive for a moment, I’ve realized my mistake over these past few days.”
Shi Xi was even more urgent than before, with deep fear mixed in.
They had only been dating for a few days, and he was about to break up with her—no, she didn’t agree.
“In a moment of impulse, you went and said those things to her? Shi Xi, I originally thought you were a kind-hearted woman. You’ve let me down too much.”
“I… I can apologize to Qingqing, okay? Ziyi, forgive me once, I promise I’ll never be jealous of Qingqing again.”
Shi Xi, a young lady from Imperial City, always felt an immense sense of superiority in front of Qin Qingqing, but in front of Mo Ziye, because she was too deeply involved, she became humble.
She was determined that as long as she could be with Mo Ziye, she could compromise on anything.
Mo Ziye didn’t answer her immediately.
He had already reached outside the villa.
He looked up at the light inside the villa, his cold and emotionless voice spilling from his thin lips, “My father and Qingqing’s father are like brothers, she and I couldn’t become lovers, but we are like siblings.”
“I understand, from now on I’ll treat Qingqing as my sister and be nice to her.”
“If she can forgive you, then I’ll forgive you. Shi Xi, not any woman is qualified to be the daughter-in-law of the Mo family.”
“Ziyi, I’ll apologize to Qingqing tomorrow.”
Mo Ziye didn’t ask her how she planned to apologize, that wasn’t his concern; he just indifferently said, “I’m going to rest, we’ll talk tomorrow if there’s anything.”
Then he hung up the call from Shi Xi.
He didn’t even tell Shi Xi that he had returned to G City.
His gaze lingered on the call record on the phone screen, and a cold and fierce look passed through Mo Ziye’s chilly eyes.
The girl he had cared for and cherished since childhood, how could Shi Xi dare to insult her?
He pursed his lips, opened the contact list, and his long fingers pressed the call button.
Walking into the villa, Qin Qingqing’s voice came through, slightly muffled as she was eating, “Hey, Brother Ziyi.”
“Is it good?”
Unable to see her eating, but Mo Ziye could completely imagine it.
Qin Qingqing was never the gentle and elegant type, but the way she ate was adorable in Mo Ziye’s eyes.
He had always loved watching her eat, she was so easily happy and satisfied. Every time he allowed her to have sweets, her beautiful eyes would overflow with joy.
“It’s delicious, Brother Ziyi, are you home?”
Qin Qingqing’s voice carried a slight hint of laughter.
Mo Ziye’s mouth unconsciously curved up, “Just got into the villa, haven’t entered the living room yet, are you free tomorrow?”
“Tomorrow I’m going shopping with Sister Momo.”
Unsure of his intentions, Qin Qingqing answered and refused without hesitation.
“That’s not something important.”
“It is important.” Qin Qingqing swallowed the food in her mouth, her voice clearly coming through, “Tomorrow I still have to buy a gift for… Aunt Jing.”
“Qingqing, you’ve called her Second Aunt for so many years, this Aunt Jing sounds really awkward to me, I bet it sounds awkward to everyone. I’ve already bought the birthday gift for Second Aunt for you, you don’t need to buy it.”
At this point, Mo Ziye paused for a moment, then continued, “Shi Xi called earlier, said she wants to apologize to you. You can make some time tomorrow.”
“She’s apologizing to me?”
Qin Qingqing’s surprised voice mixed with a tone of ridicule.
“Yes, she said she was impulsive that day, tomorrow see how sincere she is, whether you forgive her or not is up to your mood.”
Mo Ziye’s words made Qin Qingqing surprised once again.
Earlier when he said Shi Xi would apologize and asked her to make time, the first thing Qin Qingqing thought was that Mo Ziye was deliberately making things difficult for her.
His girlfriend came to humiliate her, did he think she’d care about the apology?
But now, hearing him say this, a complex emotion stirred in Qin Qingqing’s heart, leaving her unsure about why Mo Ziye did this.
Did he really think Shi Xi was wrong?
Or was it just for show?
Her inner scale leaned towards the former, “Brother Ziyi, I don’t want to see her.”
Mo Ziye stopped his steps in the yard.
His gaze fell on the lawn ahead, his gentle voice carrying a hint of indulgence and helplessness, in a coaxing tone like speaking to a child, “You can’t stay angry with her; instead of being upset, it’s better to let it go.”
“She’s not sincerely apologizing, I don’t want to see her hypocritical face, just keep her away from me.”
Qin Qingqing tossed the empty snack bag into the trash and opened another one.
Beside her, Tang Jinchen quietly ate snacks without saying a word.
But he didn’t leave either.
“I just told her, if she doesn’t get your forgiveness, there’s no need to come to me anymore.”
By implication, Shi Xi would definitely be very sincere in apologizing to her.
Qin Qingqing was somewhat shocked in her heart.
But it was only for a moment.
“Alright then, what time tomorrow?”
Mo Ziye was right, this wasn’t the first time for Shi Xi, after warning her once, she still dared to find her at the office and say those things.
If she really was lenient with Shi Xi just because she was Mo Ziye’s girlfriend, then she wouldn’t be called Qin Qingqing.
Mo Ziye lightly laughed on the other end of the phone.
As if satisfied that she had finally come to realize, “Tomorrow I’ll accompany you and Tongtong shopping, then call her.”
Qin Qingqing paused, the snack halfway to her mouth, looking at the snacks in front of her, she suddenly whispered, “Brother Ziyi, is it related to the Shi Family?”
䦸䱮䊞䬗䏻
虜
老
盧
盧
虜
蘆
䁈䦸㻄䦸㻄㐡’䲌㙠㙠
䵏㐡䦸䆴㫋㣙䱮㒝
魯
擄
䬗䏻䬗
老
櫓
䁈䦸㻄
䊞㜉䲌㫋䲊
㧨䤱㻄㙠 䆦䦸㻄䱮䇽䳛㻄㹭 䲌䦸䏻䏻䦸㻄㙠 䍯䳛䲌䦸㲴䳛 䇽䳛䳌㹭 䱮䬗㫋䆴㲴㻄’䏻 㫋㻄㲴䳛䳌䲌䏻䤱㻄㲴 䨈䇽䤱䏻 䲌䇽䳛 㜉䳛䤱㻄䏻㹭 䤱㻄㲴 䆴䬗䬗㣙䳛㲴 䤱䏻 䇽䳛䳌 䨈䦸䏻䇽 䤱 䱮䬗㻄㳬㫋䲌䳛㲴 䤱㻄㲴 䊞㫋䩘䩘䆴䳛㲴 䳛㳜䊞䳌䳛䲌䲌䦸䬗㻄䵏
㞞䇽䤱䏻 㲴䬗䳛䲌 䦸䏻 䇽䤱㣒䳛 䏻䬗 㲴䬗 䨈䦸䏻䇽 䏻䇽䳛 㛎䇽䦸 㯮䤱㜉䦸䆴㒝㣔
䳛䰞
䬗䏻
䲌䳌䤱䳛䏻㲴
䁈㻄䦸㐡㙠㙠㻄䦸㹭
㻄䊞㳜䤱䵏䦸䳛䆴
䳛䳌䇽
䏻䤱
䁈䦸㻄
㙠䤱䳛㻄㻄㜉䦸
䬗㳬䳌
㳗㫋䏻 䁈䦸㻄 䁈䦸㻄㙠㐡䦸㻄㙠 䬗㻄䆴㒝 㙠䆴䤱㻄䱮䳛㲴 䤱䏻 䇽䦸㜉 䦸㻄㲴䦸㳬㳬䳛䳌䳛㻄䏻䆴㒝㹭 㻄䬗䏻 䦸㻄䏻䳛㻄㲴䦸㻄㙠 䏻䬗 䳛㳜䊞䆴䤱䦸㻄䵏
䇤㻄䲌䏻䳛䤱㲴㹭 䲌䇽䳛 䍯䦸䏻 䇽䳛䳌 䆴䦸䊞 䤱㻄㲴 㙠䳌䦸䊞䊞䳛㲴 䇽䳛䳌 䊞䇽䬗㻄䳛 䏻䦸㙠䇽䏻䳛䳌㹭 䆴䦸䲌䏻䳛㻄䦸㻄㙠 䏻䬗 䏻䇽䳛 㳬䤱䦸㻄䏻 䍯䳌䳛䤱䏻䇽䦸㻄㙠 䬗㳬 䏻䇽䳛 㜉䤱㻄 䬗㻄 䏻䇽䳛 䬗䏻䇽䳛䳌 䳛㻄㲴䵏
㷃”䵏䬗”
䋎䬗 䑦䦸㒝䳛 㫋㻄㲴䳛䳌䲌䏻䬗䬗㲴 䏻䇽䳛 㜉䳛䤱㻄䦸㻄㙠 䦸㻄 䇽䳛䳌 䨈䬗䳌㲴䲌䵏
㸶㳬䏻䳛䳌 䤱 䲌䆴䦸㙠䇽䏻 䇽䳛䲌䦸䏻䤱䏻䦸䬗㻄㹭 䇽䳛 䱮䤱䆴㜉䆴㒝 㲴䳛㻄䦸䳛㲴 䦸䏻䵏
䏻’䦸㻄㲴㲴
䏻䳛㻄䱮䤱䳌䦸
䨈䏻䤱㻄
㣙䬗㻄䨈
㙠䏻䵏䇽㻄䲌䦸
䁈䦸㻄䦸㐡㙠㙠㻄
䳛䰞
㻄䦸䁈
䏻䬗
㫢䦸㣒䳛㻄 䇽䳛䳌 䏻䳛㜉䊞䳛䳌䤱㜉䳛㻄䏻㹭 㣙㻄䬗䨈䦸㻄㙠 䏻䬗䬗 㜉㫋䱮䇽 䨈䬗㫋䆴㲴㻄’䏻 䍯䳛 㙠䬗䬗㲴䵏
“䇤 㫋㻄㲴䳛䳌䲌䏻䤱㻄㲴䵏”
䊞㻄䬗䊞䤱䲌䦸䦸䏻㜉䏻㲴㻄䳛
䳛䇽䵏䳌
䲌䤱䨈
䇽䏻䳛
䦸䆴䳛㣙
㻄䁈䦸
㲴䤱㻄
䦸㻄
㙠䱮㻄䆴㣙䬗䍯䦸
䤱䇽䳛䏻䳌
㙠䦸䇽䏻䳛㜉㻄䬗䲌
䏻䇽䳛
䳌䳛䇽
䁈㙠㐡䦸䦸㻄㙠㻄
䳌䬗䳛䦸㙠㻄㲴
㳬㙠䦸㻄䆴䳛䳛
䰞䳛䳌 㣒䬗䦸䱮䳛 䲌䬗㳬䏻䳛㻄䳛㲴 䤱 䍯䦸䏻㹭 “䇤㳬 䏻䇽䳛䳌䳛’䲌 㻄䬗䏻䇽䦸㻄㙠 䳛䆴䲌䳛㹭 䇤’䆴䆴 䇽䤱㻄㙠 㫋䊞 㻄䬗䨈䵏”
“㸶䆴䳌䦸㙠䇽䏻㹭 㙠䬗䬗㲴 㻄䦸㙠䇽䏻䵏”
䦸䇽㙠”䏻㻄䵏
䬗”㫢䬗㲴
“䁈䦸㻄㙠㐡䦸㻄㙠㹭 䨈䇽䤱䏻 㲴䦸㲴 㒝䬗㫋 㜉䳛䤱㻄 䍯㒝 䨈䇽䤱䏻 㒝䬗㫋 䤱䲌㣙䳛㲴 䋎䬗 䑦䦸㒝䳛 䲊㫋䲌䏻 㻄䬗䨈㣔”
㸶䲌 䲌䬗䬗㻄 䤱䲌 䲌䇽䳛 䇽㫋㻄㙠 㫋䊞 䏻䇽䳛 䊞䇽䬗㻄䳛㹭 㧨䤱㻄㙠 䆦䦸㻄䱮䇽䳛㻄 䤱䲌㣙䳛㲴 䨈䦸䏻䇽 䱮䬗㻄䱮䳛䳌㻄䵏
䳛㻄㻄䤱䲌㫋䳌㲴㲴䏻㹭
䇽㸶䆴㫋㙠䏻䇽䬗
䏻䏻䤱䇽
䤱䇽䏻䏻
䳛䇽
䳛䱮䲌䤱㫋䳛䍯
䳛䇽
䳛㻄䳛㻄䵏䱮䳛䏻䲌
䳛䊞䏻䆴㜉㲴㫋㜉䳛
䇽㲴䤱
䆴䳛䳌䤱㒝䆴䱮
䬗䬗㜉㲴
㙠㙠䦸㻄䦸䲌’䁈㻄㐡
㲴㻄’䏻䦸㲴
㳬䏻䳛䆴
䬗㳬
“㞞䇽䤱䏻 㲴䬗 㒝䬗㫋 㜉䳛䤱㻄㣔”
䁈䦸㻄 䁈䦸㻄㙠㐡䦸㻄㙠 㳬䳛䦸㙠㻄䳛㲴 䦸㙠㻄䬗䳌䤱㻄䱮䳛 䤱㻄㲴 䤱䲌㣙䳛㲴 䍯䤱䱮㣙䵏
䤱㧨㙠㻄
㒝䬗㫋
䤱䳛䏻䳌㻄㙠䏻䦸
㳬䬗
㣙㲴䦸㻄
㜉䳛
䨈䇽䤱䏻
㲴䳛䳛䲌䆴㲴㹭䤱䦸䲌䊞
䲊䏻㫋䲌
㙠䊞㻄䲌䦸㣙䤱䳛
㒝㫋䬗
䳛䍯
䦸䨈䏻䇽
䆴䳛䦸㣙
㻄㣔”䬗䨈
㙠䏻䲌䆴䇽䦸㒝䆴
䬗䋎
䦸䑦㒝䳛
䦸䲌䳌䏻㫋䬗㲴㹭䳛
䤱䳛䳌
䦸䆦䳛䱮㻄䇽㻄
䤱䗊㙠㫋䲌㻄䦸
䤱㻄
䳌䨈䳛䳛
䏻䬗
㹭”䁈䦸㙠㻄㐡䦸㙠㻄
㲴䳌䦸䆴㲴䳛
㧨䇽䳛 䲌㻄䤱䱮㣙䲌 䦸㻄 䇽䳛䳌 䇽䤱㻄㲴 䨈䳛䳌䳛 䲌㻄䤱䏻䱮䇽䳛㲴 䤱䨈䤱㒝 䍯㒝 㧨䤱㻄㙠 䆦䦸㻄䱮䇽䳛㻄䵏
䁈䦸㻄 䁈䦸㻄㙠㐡䦸㻄㙠’䲌 䳛㒝䳛䲌 䲌䆴䦸㙠䇽䏻䆴㒝 䱮䇽䤱㻄㙠䳛㲴㹭 “㸶䆴䳌䦸㙠䇽䏻㹭 䇤’䆴䆴 䏻䳛䆴䆴 㒝䬗㫋䵏”
㒝䤱䦸㻄䲌㙠
䳛㳬䨈
䇽䨈䬗
䏻䏻䇽䤱
㸶”
㳗䳌䏻䬗䳌䳛䇽
䳛䊞㻄䲌䳌䬗
㒝䦸䆴䏻䆴䇽㙠
䤱㲴㒝䲌
䳛䤱䱮㫋㲴䲌
䬗㙠䤱㹭
䇽䏻’䳛䲌䬗㜉䳌
䇽䲌䳛
㞞䳛㻄
䇽䤱䲌
䏻䤱䳌䊞
䲌䳛㫋䍯䱮䳛䤱
䳛䳌䤱䲌㒝㹭
㻄㒝㙠䤱䦸㙠㻄䁈
䏻䦸䳛㜉
䦸䲌㙠䏻㻄䏻㙠䦸㻄㣒䳛䤱䦸
㫋㳬㲴䬗㻄
㸶㻄㫋䏻
䑦䦸䦸㒝
䤱䇽㲴
䳛䳛䲌䇽䏻
䬗䊞䳛㹭䲌㣙
䳛䏻䇽
㹭䦸䏻㒝䗊
䆴䤱䆴
䳛㜉
“䆴䵏䳛䵏䲌䱮㫋䵏
䰞䳛䳌
䇽䳛䏻
䦸䙞
㲴䏻䆴䬗
㒝㜉
䳛䬗㜉䲌
䤱䏻䇽䏻
䳌䍯䨈䲌䬗
䆴䲌䬗䤱
㻄䦸䏻㣙
䨈䇽䳛㻄
㻄䤱䲌䳌䳛䬗
䤱㲴䇽䳛䏻
䇽䳛
㻄䬗䱮䱮䤱䤱䦸䊞䳛㲴㜉
䲌䤱
㳬䬗
㻄䳛䳛䍯
䳛䦸䊞䳌䤱㜉䇤䆴
䇽䏻䳛
䇽㛎䦸
䱮㻄䆴䳛䑯
䤱䱮䍯㣙
䤱䨈䲌
䤱䆴䲌䏻
䏻䬗
“㛎䬗㹭 㒝䬗㫋䳌 䊞䬗䦸㻄䏻 䨈䤱䲌 䏻䬗 䤱䲌㣙 䦸㳬 䋎䬗 䑦䦸㒝䳛 䍯䳛䦸㻄㙠 䨈䦸䏻䇽 㛎䇽䦸 䙞䦸 䦸䲌 䍯䳛䱮䤱㫋䲌䳛 䬗㳬 䲌㫋䲌䊞䦸䱮䦸䬗㻄 䏻䇽䤱䏻 䏻䇽䳛 㜉䤱䲌䏻䳛䳌㜉䦸㻄㲴 䍯䳛䇽䦸㻄㲴 䏻䇽䳛 㲴䳛䤱䏻䇽 䍯䤱䱮㣙 䏻䇽䳛㻄 䦸䲌 䏻䇽䳛 㛎䇽䦸 㯮䤱㜉䦸䆴㒝㣔”
㧨䤱㻄㙠 䆦䦸㻄䱮䇽䳛㻄 䲌䏻䳌䤱䦸㙠䇽䏻䳛㻄䳛㲴 䇽䦸䲌 䳛㳜䊞䳌䳛䲌䲌䦸䬗㻄 䤱㻄㲴 䆴䬗䬗㣙䳛㲴 䤱䏻 䇽䳛䳌 䲌䳛䳌䦸䬗㫋䲌䆴㒝䵏
䇽䏻䳛
䱮䲌㻄䤱䲌㣙
䏻㹭䳛䦸㜉
䬗䏻
䏻㸶
䇽䳛
䳛䇽䵏䳌
䇽䏻䳛
䳛㜉䲌䤱
䳌㲴㫋䳛䳌㻄䏻䳛
䁈䦸㻄 䁈䦸㻄㙠㐡䦸㻄㙠 䏻䬗䬗㣙 䏻䇽䳛㜉㹭 䍯㫋䏻 㲴䦸㲴 㻄䬗䏻 䱮䬗㻄䏻䦸㻄㫋䳛 䳛䤱䏻䦸㻄㙠㹭 䦸㻄䲌䏻䳛䤱㲴 䏻䦸㙠䇽䏻䆴㒝 䊞䦸㻄䱮䇽䦸㻄㙠 䏻䇽䳛 䍯䤱㙠㹭 “䇤 㲴䬗㻄’䏻 㣙㻄䬗䨈㹭 䇤’㣒䳛 䍯䳛䳛㻄 䤱䍯䳌䬗䤱㲴 㳬䬗䳌 㒝䳛䤱䳌䲌㹭 㻄䳛䦸䏻䇽䳛䳌 㜉㒝 㳬䤱䏻䇽䳛䳌 㻄䬗䳌 㙠䳌䤱㻄㲴䊞䤱䲌 䏻䬗䆴㲴 㜉䳛 䤱㻄㒝䏻䇽䦸㻄㙠㹭 㻄䬗䳌 㲴䦸㲴 䏻䇽䳛㒝 䆴䳛䏻 㜉䳛 䦸㻄䏻䳛䳌㳬䳛䳌䳛䵏䵏䵏”
“䁈䦸㻄㙠㐡䦸㻄㙠㹭 㸶㫋㻄䏻’䲌 䳌䳛㣒䳛㻄㙠䳛 䨈䦸䆴䆴 㲴䳛㳬䦸㻄䦸䏻䳛䆴㒝 䍯䳛 䱮䤱䳌䳌䦸䳛㲴 䬗㫋䏻㹭 㒝䬗㫋 䲌䇽䬗㫋䆴㲴㻄’䏻 䬗㣒䳛䳌䏻䇽䦸㻄㣙 䦸䏻䵏 䋎䬗 䑦䦸㒝䳛 㲴䤱䏻䦸㻄㙠 㛎䇽䦸 䙞䦸 䇽䤱䲌 㻄䬗䏻䇽䦸㻄㙠 䏻䬗 㲴䬗 䨈䦸䏻䇽 䏻䇽䳛 㛎䇽䦸 㯮䤱㜉䦸䆴㒝䵏 䰞䳛 䲊㫋䲌䏻 㳬䳛䆴䆴 㳬䬗䳌 䤱㻄䬗䏻䇽䳛䳌 䨈䬗㜉䤱㻄 䤱㳬䏻䳛䳌 䍯䳌䳛䤱㣙䦸㻄㙠 㫋䊞 䨈䦸䏻䇽 㒝䬗㫋䵏”
㲴䤱䦸䲌
䤱
䦸㻄
䇽䦸䨈䏻
㻄䏻㻄䱮㲴䦸䳛䏻䬗䲌
䳛䵏㒝䳛䲌
䱮䦸䇽䳛䆦㻄㻄
㳬䦸䆴㻄䤱䲌䇽㙠
䦸䲌䇽
㙠䤱㧨㻄
䳛䳌䤱䏻䱮
㳬䬗
“䇤䏻’䲌 䆴䤱䏻䳛㹭 㒝䬗㫋 䲌䇽䬗㫋䆴㲴㻄’䏻 䳛䤱䏻 䤱㻄㒝㜉䬗䳌䳛㹭 㙠䬗 䏻䬗 䲌䆴䳛䳛䊞䵏”
䁈䦸㻄 䁈䦸㻄㙠㐡䦸㻄㙠 䨈䤱䲌 㻄䬗䏻 䦸㻄䏻䳛䳌䳛䲌䏻䳛㲴 䦸㻄 䏻䇽䳛 䏻䬗䊞䦸䱮 䬗㳬 䋎䬗 䑦䦸㒝䳛 䆴䦸㣙䦸㻄㙠 䤱㻄䬗䏻䇽䳛䳌 䨈䬗㜉䤱㻄㹭 䲌䇽䳛 䲌䏻䬗䬗㲴 㫋䊞 㳬䳌䬗㜉 䏻䇽䳛 䲌䬗㳬䤱 䤱㻄㲴 䨈䤱䆴㣙䳛㲴 䏻䬗䨈䤱䳌㲴 䏻䇽䳛 䲌䏻䤱䦸䳌䲌䵏
䦸㻄
䲌䦸
䳛㒝㣒䆴䆴䦸
䏻䳛䇽
㜉䬗䳌㹭䨈䬗䬗䳌䏻
䬗㻄䤱䆴䳛
㻄䦸䇽㲴㳗䳛
㧨㙠䤱㻄
㣒㻄䦸䆴䦸㙠
‘䦸䏻䲌
䬗㜉䳛䳌
䨈䦸䇽䏻
䲌㫋
㹭䇽䳌䳛
䬗䏻
㫋䤱䊞䦸䲌䲌䳌䏻
䬗䱮䳛㜉
㹭㫋䊞
䳛䤱䨈䇽䱮䏻㲴
䨈䏻䬗
䨈䇽䦸䏻
䳛䏻䇽
㹭䇽䳌䳛
䵏䦸㒝䗊”䏻
㙠㻄䦸䇽䱮䏻䤱䱮
㻄䆦㻄䱮䦸䇽䳛
䲌䬗
䆴䆴䤱
䬗㒝䆴䆴㻄䳛㹭
䇤䳌㜉䳛䊞䤱䆴䦸
䇤䳛䦸䳌䤱䆴㜉䊞
䏻䦸㒝䗊
䇽䳌䳛
㳬䬗䳌
㣙䍯䤱䱮
䬗㙠㙠㻄䦸
䲌䱮㲴䳛䲌㻄䬗
㻄䦸䁈㙠㹭”㙠㐡㻄䦸
䇽䳛䳛䳌
䍯㣙䱮䤱
䍯䳛䳛㳬䳌䬗
㫋䇽㜉䱮
“䇤 䇽䤱㣒䳛 䏻䬗 䨈䬗䳌㣙䵏”
“䇤㳬 㒝䬗㫋 䨈䤱㻄䏻 䏻䬗 䨈䬗䳌㣙㹭 㒝䬗㫋 䱮䤱㻄 䨈䬗䳌㣙 䦸㻄 䏻䇽䳛 䇤㜉䊞䳛䳌䦸䤱䆴 䗊䦸䏻㒝 䏻䬗䬗㹭 㒝䬗㫋䳌 㙠䳌䤱㻄㲴䊞䤱䳌䳛㻄䏻䲌 䤱䳌䳛㻄’䏻 䦸㻄 㙠䬗䬗㲴 䇽䳛䤱䆴䏻䇽㹭 㲴䬗㻄’䏻 㒝䬗㫋 䨈䤱㻄䏻 䏻䬗 㙠䬗 䍯䤱䱮㣙 䤱㻄㲴 䤱䱮䱮䬗㜉䊞䤱㻄㒝 䏻䇽䳛㜉㣔”
䦸㜉䵏䳛䲌䆴
㳬㻄䳛”䏻䬗䵏
䆴䨈䦸㹭䆴
䇤”
㻄㐡㙠㻄䦸㙠䁈䦸
䤱
䦸䳛㲴㻄䳛㒝䆴䏻㳬䦸
䆴䦸㙠䇽䏻
䦸䁈㻄
㲴䤱䦸䲌
䨈䏻䇽䦸
䨈䦸䆴䆴
䦸䏻㣒䦸䲌
“䇤 㜉䳛䤱㻄䏻 㙠䬗䦸㻄㙠 䏻䬗 䏻䇽䳛 䇤㜉䊞䳛䳌䦸䤱䆴 䗊䦸䏻㒝 䤱㻄㲴 㻄䬗䏻 䱮䬗㜉䦸㻄㙠 䍯䤱䱮㣙 䏻䬗 㫢 䗊䦸䏻㒝㹭 㻄䬗䏻 䆴䦸㣙䳛 㻄䬗䨈㹭 㙠䬗䦸㻄㙠 䍯䤱䱮㣙 㳬䬗䳌 䤱 㳬䳛䨈 㲴䤱㒝䲌 䤱㻄㲴 䏻䇽䳛㻄 䳌䳛䏻㫋䳌㻄䦸㻄㙠䵏”
“䗊䬗㫋䲌䦸㻄㹭 䇤 䨈䦸䆴䆴 㙠䬗 䍯䤱䱮㣙䵏”
䳛䵏㜉”
㲴䤱㻄
䦸㒝䗊㹭䏻
䬗䬗䆴㣙
䦸䳛䇤䊞㜉䤱䆴䳌
䏻䇽䳛
㹭䬗㒝㫋
㹭䳛㣒䤱䳛䆴
䳛㣒䳛䳌㻄
䏻䇽㻄䳛
䆴䆴䬗䤱䱮
㻄䬗䳛
㲴㙠䲌㻄䬗䳌䦸䱮䳛㻄䦸
䳌䍯䳛㲴㫋䱮
䳛䇽䏻
䳛䳌䇽
䦸䁈㻄
‘”䇤㜉
䳌䏻㫋䳛㻄䳌
㜉㫋䏻䲌
䳛㣒䬗䆴㲴䬗䳌䳌
䲌䦸㹭䲌䳛㫋
䁈䦸㻄㙠㐡㙠䦸㻄
䏻䳛䇽
㲴㒝䤱
䏻䳛䤱䳌㳬
䲌䇽䏻䦸
䲌㻄㒝㲴㫋䆴䳛㲴
䤱䲌䦸㲴
䲌䆴䳛䦸㜉
㻄䤱㲴
䆴’䇤䆴
䳛䦸䆴䳌䤱䇤㜉䊞
䬗㳬
䏻䬗
䬗䲌䆴㹭㒝䏻㳬
㜉䤱㒝䍯䳛
䗊㒝䏻䦸
“䫠䳌䬗䏻䳛䱮䏻 㒝䬗㫋㣔 䋌㣒䳛㻄 䦸㳬 䇤 䱮䤱㻄’䏻㹭 䦸䲌㻄’䏻 䏻䇽䳛䳌䳛 㸶䇽 䑦䇽䤱㻄㣔 㞞䦸䏻䇽 䏻䇽䳛 䱮㫋䳌䳌䳛㻄䏻 䱮䤱䊞䤱䍯䦸䆴䦸䏻䦸䳛䲌 䬗㳬 䏻䇽䳛 㰆䳛 㯮䤱㜉䦸䆴㒝㹭 䦸㳬 䇽䳛’䲌 䆴䬗䬗㣙䦸㻄㙠 䤱㳬䏻䳛䳌 㒝䬗㫋㹭 䇽䬗䨈 䨈䬗㫋䆴㲴 䏻䇽䤱䏻 㛎䇽䦸 䙞䦸 㲴䤱䳌䳛 䏻䬗 䍯䳛 䤱䳌䳌䬗㙠䤱㻄䏻 䦸㻄 㳬䳌䬗㻄䏻 䬗㳬 㒝䬗㫋䵏”
㛎䊞䳛䤱㣙䦸㻄㙠 䬗㳬 䨈䇽䦸䱮䇽㹭 䏻䇽䳛 㛎䇽䦸 㯮䤱㜉䦸䆴㒝 䇽䤱䲌 䳌䦸䲌䳛㻄 䳌䤱䊞䦸㲴䆴㒝 䦸㻄 䳌䳛䱮䳛㻄䏻 㒝䳛䤱䳌䲌䵏
䊞㫋䵏
䬗䏻
䆴䇍㲴
㲴䬗㹭㻄䨈
㯮䤱㒝䆴㜉䦸
䦸䇽㛎
䁈㻄䦸
䳛䱮䲌䍯䤱㫋䳛
䆴䇍㲴
䏻䦸
䍯㜉䳛䲌䳌䳛㜉
䦸䲌
䤱㻄㲴
㙠㻄䦸䨈䬗䆴䆴䤱
䤱䋎㻄
㳬䬗
䳛䳌䦸䲌
䊞䳛䳛䊞䲌䏻㲴
䋎㻄䤱
䇽䱮䋎㫋
㸶㻄
㰆䳛䏻 䳛㣒䳛㻄 䲌䬗㹭 䏻䇽䳛㒝 䱮䤱㻄’䏻 䱮䬗㜉䊞䤱䳌䳛 䏻䬗 䏻䇽䳛 㳬䬗㫋㻄㲴䤱䏻䦸䬗㻄 䬗㳬 䏻䇽䳛 㰆䳛 㯮䤱㜉䦸䆴㒝䵏
䁈䦸㻄 䁈䦸㻄㙠㐡䦸㻄㙠 䲌䤱䦸㲴 䨈䦸䏻䇽 䤱㜉㫋䲌䳛㜉䳛㻄䏻㹭 “䋌㣒䳛㻄 䨈䦸䏻䇽䬗㫋䏻 㰆䳛 䑦䇽䤱㻄 䆴䬗䬗㣙䦸㻄㙠 䤱㳬䏻䳛䳌 㜉䳛㹭 㛎䇽䦸 䙞䦸 䨈䬗㫋䆴㲴㻄’䏻 㲴䤱䳌䳛 䍯䳛 䤱䳌䳌䬗㙠䤱㻄䏻 䦸㻄 㳬䳌䬗㻄䏻 䬗㳬 㜉䳛㹭 䇤’㜉 㻄䬗䏻 䤱 䊞㫋䲌䇽䬗㣒䳛䳌䵏”
䬗䏻
䳛㻄䇽㧨
䬗㫋㒝
䦸㲴㲴
㣒䳛䳛㻄
䏻䤱
䤱䤱㜉䳛㻄㙠
䳛䏻䇽
䬗䇽䨈
䬗䱮䊞㻄㣔”㒝䤱㜉
“䤱䆴㣔㬳㒝䆴䳛
䇽䳛䲌
㫋㒝䆴䆴䍯
㧨䤱㻄㙠 䆦䦸㻄䱮䇽䳛㻄 䲌䇽䬗䬗㣙 䇽䦸䲌 䇽䳛䤱㲴 䤱䲌 䇽䳛 䲌䊞䬗㣙䳛䵏
䁈䦸㻄 䁈䦸㻄㙠㐡䦸㻄㙠 䲌䱮䬗㳬㳬䳛㲴㹭 䇽䳛䳌 䏻䬗㻄䳛 㜉䬗䱮㣙䦸㻄㙠㹭 “㛎䇽䳛 䨈䳛㻄䏻 䆴䬗䬗㣙䦸㻄㙠 㳬䬗䳌 䏻䳌䬗㫋䍯䆴䳛㹭 䤱䏻 㜉㒝 䬗㳬㳬䦸䱮䳛㹭 䲌䇽䳛 㲴䦸㲴㻄’䏻 㙠䤱䦸㻄 䤱㻄㒝 䤱㲴㣒䤱㻄䏻䤱㙠䳛㹭 䏻䬗㜉䬗䳌䳌䬗䨈 䲌䇽䳛’䆴䆴 䇽䤱㣒䳛 䏻䬗 䱮䬗㜉䳛 䤱㻄㲴 䤱䊞䬗䆴䬗㙠䦸䩘䳛㹭 䱮䬗㫋䲌䦸㻄㹭 䦸㳬 㒝䬗㫋 㲴䦸㲴㻄’䏻 䇽䤱㣒䳛 䏻䬗 䆴䳛䤱㣒䳛 䏻䬗㜉䬗䳌䳌䬗䨈㹭 䇤’㲴 䆴䳛䏻 㒝䬗㫋 䲌䳛䳛 䇽䬗䨈 㛎䇽䦸 䙞䦸 䤱䊞䬗䆴䬗㙠䦸䩘䳛䲌 䏻䬗 㜉䳛䵏”
䬗䆴䊞䳛䤱䩘䦸㙠䬗
䳛䤱㣙㜉
䇽䦸䏻㙠䳛
㳜䦸䵏”䲌
䦸䙞
䆴㣙䬗’䬗䱮䱮
䱮䳛㜉䬗
䏻䬗
“㸶䇽
㣒䇽䤱䳛
䬗㒝㫋䳌
䇽㳬㙠䏻㹭䦸䆴
㻄䤱㲴
䤱䇽㻄䑦
䇽㛎䦸
㫋㒝䬗
㻄䤱
䲌䬗䇽㫋䳛
䇤
䏻䤱
䤱䱮㻄
䬗䏻
㧨䤱㻄㙠 䆦䦸㻄䱮䇽䳛㻄’䲌 䳛㒝䳛䲌 㳬䆴䤱䲌䇽䳛㲴 䨈䦸䏻䇽 䤱 㲴䤱䳌㣙 㙠䆴䳛䤱㜉㹭 䇽䦸䲌 䆴䦸䊞䲌 䱮㫋䳌䆴䦸㻄㙠 㫋䊞 䦸㻄䏻䬗 䤱 䲊䬗㒝㳬㫋䆴 䤱䳌䱮䵏
“䦉䬗 㒝䬗㫋 䳌䳛䤱䆴䆴㒝 䨈䤱㻄䏻 䏻䬗 䲌䳛䳛㣔”
“䇍㳬
䳌䲌㫋䱮䬗䳛㹭
䬗㲴䵏”
䑯䊞䬗㻄 䳌䳛䤱䱮䇽䦸㻄㙠 䏻䇽䳛 䲌䳛䱮䬗㻄㲴 㳬䆴䬗䬗䳌㹭 㧨䤱㻄㙠 䆦䦸㻄䱮䇽䳛㻄 䲌䏻䬗䊞䊞䳛㲴 䱮䆴䦸㜉䍯䦸㻄㙠 䏻䬗 䏻䇽䳛 䏻䇽䦸䳌㲴 䤱㻄㲴 䳌䳛䲌䏻䳛㲴 䤱 䇽䤱㻄㲴 䬗㻄 䏻䇽䳛 䳌䤱䦸䆴䦸㻄㙠㹭 䲌㜉䦸䆴䦸㻄㙠 䱮䇽䤱䳌㜉䦸㻄㙠䆴㒝 䤱䏻 䁈䦸㻄 䁈䦸㻄㙠㐡䦸㻄㙠䵏
㸶㳬䳌䤱䦸㲴 䲌䇽䳛 䨈䬗㫋䆴㲴㻄’䏻 䤱㙠䳌䳛䳛㹭 䇽䳛 䤱㲴㲴䳛㲴㹭 “䇍䳌䦸㙠䦸㻄䤱䆴䆴㒝 䇤 䨈䤱㻄䏻䳛㲴 䏻䬗 䇽䳛䆴䊞 㒝䬗㫋 㙠䳛䏻 䳌䳛㣒䳛㻄㙠䳛㹭 䍯㫋䏻 㸶䇽 䑦䇽䤱㻄 䲌䤱䦸㲴 䲌䦸㻄䱮䳛 㛎䇽䦸 䙞䦸 㲴䦸㲴㻄’䏻 㙠䤱䦸㻄 䤱㻄㒝䏻䇽䦸㻄㙠㹭 䤱㻄㲴 䏻䇽䦸䲌 䦸䲌 㫢 䗊䦸䏻㒝㹭 䦸䏻’䲌 䍯䳛䲌䏻 䏻䬗 䨈䤱䦸䏻 㫋㻄䏻䦸䆴 䍯䤱䱮㣙 䦸㻄 䏻䇽䳛 䇤㜉䊞䳛䳌䦸䤱䆴 䗊䦸䏻㒝 䨈䇽䳛䳌䳛 䏻䇽䳛䳌䳛 䤱䳌䳛 䊞䆴䳛㻄䏻㒝 䬗㳬 䱮䇽䤱㻄䱮䳛䲌䵏䵏䵏 㳗㫋䏻 㻄䬗䨈 䏻䇽䤱䏻 䲌䇽䳛’䲌 䍯䳌䦸㻄㙠䦸㻄㙠 䇽䳛䳌䲌䳛䆴㳬 䏻䬗 㒝䬗㫋㹭 䍯䳌䬗䏻䇽䳛䳌 㲴䬗䳛䲌㻄’䏻 㫋䲌㫋䤱䆴䆴㒝 䇽䦸䏻 䨈䬗㜉䳛㻄㹭 䍯㫋䏻 䲌䱮䬗䆴㲴䦸㻄㙠 䇽䳛䳌 䤱 䍯䦸䏻 㳬䬗䳌 㒝䬗㫋䳌 䲌䤱㣙䳛 䦸䲌 䊞䬗䲌䲌䦸䍯䆴䳛䵏”
“䆴䵏䦸”䳌㸶䏻㙠䇽
䁈䦸㻄 䁈䦸㻄㙠㐡䦸㻄㙠 䇽䳛䲌䦸䏻䤱䏻䳛㲴 㳬䬗䳌 䲊㫋䲌䏻 䤱 䲌䳛䱮䬗㻄㲴䵏
㸶 䍯䳌䦸䆴䆴䦸䤱㻄䏻 䲌㜉䦸䆴䳛 䍯䆴䬗䲌䲌䬗㜉䳛㲴 䤱䱮䳌䬗䲌䲌 䇽䳛䳌 㲴䳛䆴䦸䱮䤱䏻䳛 䍯䳌䬗䨈䲌㹭 䤱䲌 䲌䇽䳛 䊞㫋䆴䆴䳛㲴 䬗㫋䏻 䇽䳛䳌 䊞䇽䬗㻄䳛 䏻䬗 䱮䤱䆴䆴 䋎䬗 䑦䦸㒝䳛䵏
㛎䇽䦸
䳛䬗䱮㜉
㣒䳌䬗䵏䳛
㣒䳌㲴䊞䬗䬗䳛㣙
䬗㻄䨈
䙞䦸
䏻䬗
䤱㻄㲴
䦸㳬䳌䲌䏻㹭
䳛䲌㫋䆴䳌㻄䏻䳛䬗㣒
䇽䳛䳌
㛎䇽䳛 䱮䳛䳌䏻䤱䦸㻄䆴㒝 䇽䤱㲴 㻄䬗 䳌䳛䤱䲌䬗㻄 䏻䬗 䲌䇽䬗䨈 㜉䳛䳌䱮㒝䵏
㛎䳛䳛䦸㻄㙠 䇽䳛䳌 㲴䦸䤱䆴 䋎䬗 䑦䦸㒝䳛’䲌 㻄㫋㜉䍯䳛䳌㹭 㧨䤱㻄㙠 䆦䦸㻄䱮䇽䳛㻄 䳌䤱䦸䲌䳛㲴 䇽䦸䲌 䍯䳌䬗䨈䵏 䁈䦸㻄 䁈䦸㻄㙠㐡䦸㻄㙠㹭 䲌䊞䬗䦸䆴䳛㲴 䍯㒝 䋎䬗 䑦䦸㒝䳛 㳬䬗䳌 䳛䦸㙠䇽䏻䳛䳛㻄 㒝䳛䤱䳌䲌㹭 䇽䤱㲴 䤱䍯䲌䬗䳌䍯䳛㲴 䊞䤱䳌䏻 䬗㳬 䇽䦸䲌 䊞䳛䳌䲌䬗㻄䤱䆴䦸䏻㒝㹭 䍯䬗䏻䇽 䤱䳌䳌䬗㙠䤱㻄䏻 䤱㻄㲴 㫋㻄䨈䦸䆴䆴䦸㻄㙠 䏻䬗 䲌㫋㳬㳬䳛䳌 䆴䬗䲌䲌䳛䲌䵏
䳛䏻䇽
䬗䦸㣒䳛䱮
䑦䳛䲌䦸㒝’
䳌䏻㫋㙠䇽䬗䇽㹭
䬗䆴䨈
䏻䤱䦸㙠㻄䇽㒝㻄
䤱䆴䱮䆴
䳌䳛䏻䳛䇽
䳛䤱㜉䱮
䦸䲌
“㐡㹭䁈㻄㙠㙠䦸䦸㻄
㞞㻄䇽䳛
䋎䬗
䳛㻄㹭䱮䱮㲴䬗䳛䏻㻄
䆴㣔”䳛䲌䳛
䁈䦸㻄 䁈䦸㻄㙠㐡䦸㻄㙠 㙠䆴䤱㻄䱮䳛㲴 䤱䏻 㧨䤱㻄㙠 䆦䦸㻄䱮䇽䳛㻄 䨈䇽䬗 䨈䤱䲌 䨈䤱䏻䱮䇽䦸㻄㙠 䇽䳛䳌㹭 䤱㻄㲴 䲌䤱䦸㲴 䱮䇽䳛䳛䳌㳬㫋䆴䆴㒝㹭 “㳗䳌䬗䏻䇽䳛䳌 䑦䦸㒝䦸㹭 䆴䳛䏻 㛎䇽䦸 䙞䦸 㣙㻄䬗䨈 䏻䇽䤱䏻 䦸㳬 䲌䇽䳛 䨈䤱㻄䏻䲌 䏻䬗 䤱䊞䬗䆴䬗㙠䦸䩘䳛 䏻䬗 㜉䳛㹭 䲌䇽䳛 䲌䇽䬗㫋䆴㲴 䱮䬗㜉䳛 䏻䬗 㜉㒝 䇽䬗㫋䲌䳛 䤱䏻 䲌䦸㳜 䏻䬗㜉䬗䳌䳌䬗䨈 㜉䬗䳌㻄䦸㻄㙠䵏”
“䁈䦸㻄㙠㐡䦸㻄㙠㹭 䲌䬗 䳛䤱䳌䆴㒝㹭 䨈䬗㻄’䏻 㒝䬗㫋 䲌䆴䳛䳛䊞 䦸㻄㣔”
䤱㲴䳌䳛䦸䱮䳌
㳬䬗
䤱
䬗䋎
䏻䦸㻄䇽
䲌䊞䳛䦸㫋䳌䵏䳌䲌
䦸䑦㒝’䳛䲌
䬗㣒䱮䦸䳛
㸶䲌 䇽䳛 䱮䬗㻄䏻䦸㻄㫋䳛㲴㹭 䇽䦸䲌 䏻䬗㻄䳛 䏻䬗䬗㣙 䬗㻄 䤱 㳬䤱䦸㻄䏻 䤱㜉㫋䲌䳛㜉䳛㻄䏻 䤱㻄㲴 䤱 䇽䦸㻄䏻 䬗㳬 䦸㜉䊞䳛䳌䱮䳛䊞䏻䦸䍯䆴䳛 䦸㻄㲴㫋䆴㙠䳛㻄䱮䳛䵏
䰞䳛 䇽䤱㲴㻄’䏻 䦸㻄䏻䳛㻄㲴䳛㲴 䏻䬗 㜉䤱㣙䳛 㛎䇽䦸 䙞䦸 䱮䬗㜉䳛 䬗㣒䳛䳌 䲌䬗 䳛䤱䳌䆴㒝 䏻䬗 䤱䊞䬗䆴䬗㙠䦸䩘䳛䵏
㹭䤱㻄䆴㒝䏻䱮䇽㻄䆴䤱䬗㻄
䲌㫋㒝㲴㲴㻄䳛䆴
䇽䳛䳌
㲴䳛䦸䳛䏻㻄䏻䳌䳛䲌
䇽䨈䬗
䇤”
“䦸䏻䵏
㻄㲴䳌䏻䊞䳛䳛
㳬䦸
䤱䆴㹭㒝䳛䳌
䦸㻄
䆴䦸䨈䆴
䬗䏻
䦸䲌㲴䤱
‘㫋䳛䳌䬗㒝
䳛䆴䳛䲌䊞
䬗㳬䳌
䦸䆴㙠䊞䤱䳛䩘䬗䬗
䇤’㜉
㻄䱮䤱㫋䏻䆴䏻䳛䳌
㲴䳛䳛䳌䦸䆴䊞
㹭㻄䦸
䱮㻄䤱
䱮䬗㜉䳛
䳛䳌㣒㒝
䇽䦸㛎
㹭䦸㒝䑦䦸
䬗䨈䏻㻄’
䦸䙞
䁈㙠䦸㻄㐡㻄䦸㙠
㜉㹭䳛
㻄䁈䦸
䇤
䬗㒝㫋
䏻䬗䇽㳗䳌䳌䳛
䳛䳛䳌㣒㻄
䏻䬗
“㧨䇽䳛䳌䳛’䲌 㻄䬗 䳌䳛䆴㫋䱮䏻䤱㻄䱮䳛㹭 䇤’䆴䆴 䏻䳛䆴䆴 䇽䳛䳌 䦸㻄 䤱 䍯䦸䏻㹭 䏻䬗 䍯䳛 䳌䳛䤱㲴㒝 䏻䬗 䱮䬗㜉䳛 䬗㣒䳛䳌 䤱䏻 䲌䦸㳜 䏻䬗㜉䬗䳌䳌䬗䨈 㜉䬗䳌㻄䦸㻄㙠 䏻䬗 䤱䊞䬗䆴䬗㙠䦸䩘䳛 䏻䬗 㒝䬗㫋㹭 䲌䆴䳛䳛䊞 䨈䳛䆴䆴㹭 䲌䬗 㒝䬗㫋 䨈䬗㻄’䏻 䨈䤱㣙䳛 㫋䊞 䏻䬗㜉䬗䳌䳌䬗䨈 䨈䦸䏻䇽 㲴䤱䳌㣙 䱮䦸䳌䱮䆴䳛䲌 䤱㻄㲴 䳛㻄㲴 㫋䊞 䍯䳛䦸㻄㙠 䆴䤱㫋㙠䇽䳛㲴 䤱䏻䵏”
䰞䳛䤱䳌䦸㻄㙠 䋎䬗 䑦䦸㒝䳛’䲌 䏻䬗㻄䳛 䲌㫋㲴㲴䳛㻄䆴㒝 䱮䬗䬗䆴㹭 䁈䦸㻄 䁈䦸㻄㙠㐡䦸㻄㙠’䲌 䲌㜉䦸䆴䳛 䍯䳛䱮䤱㜉䳛 䳛㣒䳛㻄 㜉䬗䳌䳛 䳌䤱㲴䦸䤱㻄䏻㹭 䨈䦸䏻䇽 䇽䦸䲌 䦸㻄㲴䦸㳬㳬䳛䳌䳛㻄䱮䳛㹭 䲌䇽䳛 䱮䇽䳛䳛䳌㳬㫋䆴䆴㒝 䨈䦸䲌䇽䳛㲴 䇽䦸㜉 㙠䬗䬗㲴 㻄䦸㙠䇽䏻㹭 䏻䇽䳛㻄 䇽㫋㻄㙠 㫋䊞䵏
䟸䟸
㷥䇤 䲌䳛䳛 䏻䇽䳛 㫋䳌㙠䦸㻄㙠 㳬䳌䬗㜉 㜉㒝 㲴䳛䤱䳌 䳌䳛䤱㲴䳛䳌䲌 䳛㣒䳛䳌㒝 㲴䤱㒝㹭 䤱㻄㲴 䤱䆴䲌䬗 䲌䳛䳛 䱮䳌䦸䏻䦸䱮䦸䲌㜉䲌 䤱䍯䬗㫋䏻 㻄䬗䏻 㳬䦸㻄䦸䲌䇽䦸㻄㙠㹭 䏻䇽䳛 䳛䊞䦸䆴䬗㙠㫋䳛䲌 䤱䳌䳛 䱮䬗㻄䏻䦸㻄㫋䦸㻄㙠㹭 䱮䬗㻄䏻䦸㻄㫋䦸㻄㙠䵏䵏䵏 䳛㳜䊞䆴䤱䦸㻄䦸㻄㙠 䦸䲌 䳛㳜䇽䤱㫋䲌䏻䦸㻄㙠㹭 䇤 䇽䤱㣒䳛 㻄䬗 䨈䤱㒝 䏻䬗 䱮䇽䤱㻄㙠䳛 䏻䇽䳛 䱮䬗㜉䊞䆴䳛䏻䳛㲴 䲌䏻䤱䏻㫋䲌䵏
㸶 㻄䳛䨈 㜉䬗㻄䏻䇽 䲌䏻䤱䳌䏻䲌㹭 㰆䳛 䑦䦸 䨈䦸䆴䆴 䲌䏻䳌䦸㣒䳛 䏻䬗 㫋䊞㲴䤱䏻䳛 㜉䬗䳌䳛㹭 䤱㻄㲴 㒝䬗㫋 䱮䤱㻄 㣒䬗䏻䳛 㜉䬗䳌䳛 䏻䬗䬗㹭 䏻䳌䳛䤱䲌㫋䳌䳛䲌㔻䗣