Scrap car but cool

This story that I am telling you may seem like a bluff to you, but what really happened is that I was a student in Bojnourd. I was XNUMX years old at the time and I was studying in Mashhad, Bojnourd. Towards the taxis coming to Mashhad, the weather was too cold. I put Sakmo behind a Samand and went and sat in the back. A passenger was sitting in the front. The girl sat next to me. Immediately after that, the driver sat down and we moved. It was about two hours to Mashhad. That cold weather also delays. I told the driver to turn on the stove. He was sitting in Onur and said, "Sir, we can not freeze until we catch a cold in Mashhad. Take the blanket holder and take it off our belongings." The driver hugged him and the girl went. Cold but I do not dare you"Be comfortable," he said. The run was on my knee. I thought I had a problem with myself. I pulled myself together and he passed away as well. I said goodbye to my girlfriend and put my earphone in my pocket, put my hand under the blanket and put it on her leg. I pulled my hand down and put it on the chair. I said to myself, "Give me another sign. I saw the whole Yahoo." He put his hand on my hand. I brought it and put it on my back, I was not paying attention to anythingI was just paying attention to him. Sticking to the root of my right foot and my hand on my hand, I asked what you read. Accounting said what you said. I read electricity. He rubbed me and I managed to count his feet. I was in contact with him for a while, but I realized that he was not the same as his own and he came home. It was also Reyhaneh, I hope you enjoy writing