A breakaway love story (squeezing tears in love)

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♥ love tears ♥

 
Excuse me! Right now you are Bangladeshi right? The gentleman shrugged his head just because he did not talk. I do not understand whether the gentleman is ignoring me or not. I was a little more self-centered by the gentleman and I spoke in the Swadeshi language,

          
Brother, are you a problem? The gentleman then excused his two eyes and asked me to leave a long breath,

          
- No! No, brother, I'm fine. I realized the sad face of the gentleman; He is very troubled but trying to say no to me. Japan's capital Tokyo I have been in the sea shore for sometime in the hope of getting rid of this passage of life for some time. I came here today for a bit of peace. He has been seen here with this gentleman. The gentleman and whatever my Swadeshi brother All people have a maternal homeland for their country and native people. But it seems to me a little too much about Maya's devotion to this gentleman. In order to know the untold words of the gentleman, an unknown quarantine was working repeatedly. So I said to the gentleman to suppress the curiosity,

          
Brother, I think you are hiding a problem. Please do not say, what is your problem? The gentleman could not hide his tears. He asked to remove the handkerchief from the pants pocket and remove the two eyes,

          
- What will be the brother, knowing about my problem. It will not be possible to solve my problem even with hundreds of efforts. Although I was curious or mixed with a little emotion, I said again,

          
Brother, I'm not saying you can solve your problem. But knowing about the problems you do not know can save you from any problem like your problem. Or anyone else like you can not be able to warn others about it. The gentleman might have tried to see my curiosity a bit. So, the drowning sunrise of the sea in the chest of the sun slowly said to the neck,

          
You see that you will not leave without listening to me. But brother, after listening to me, please do not think me crazy, the gentleman again tears his tears. I did not raise any more words and agreed to shake the head only. Sunyarmal air coming out of the sea. Numerous sea spills were flowing into the sky in the sunny afar of the sun. The gentleman began to ask him to leave a long breath,

          
Brother, my name is white. My home is in a remote village in Thanchi upazila of Sylhet. I used to love a girl named Tithi. And for the girl to love I have to come to this distant country today to tears; After the words ended, the gentleman remained silent. I said to break his silence,

          
- You used to love mime but for that you are tears in this distant country, I do not understand. Please clarify with a little more clarity.

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