C200 (1/2)

From the small intestine to the stomach, from the stomach to the esophagus, they were all filled to the brim. How great! Rich people, you have to eat your fill, don't you?

The pot was empty, the bowl was empty, and his heart, too, seemed to be empty …

His snot stopped, his tears stopped, and so did time …

I was the only one in the huge dining hall. In that corner, there was also his shadow …

Ah, I'm seeing things, it must be.

One person, two shadows, I am playing tricks with myself?

One person at home, most abstain from watching ghost movies, listening to ghost stories, thinking about ghost things.

I, hurry up and get up, wash the pots and pans, wash the dishes, clean the kitchen...

Even though I still have one day left tomorrow, I can totally rest now.

But how can I rest?

Everyday eating ready-made, do not read properly, how to rest?

My chance to read, in the name of selling my body, if I don't read properly, how can I be worthy of myself?

Did I sell myself?

No, I believe it!

So don't punish yourself.

As usual, the first to arrive was Wei. Baths in the bathroom.

Warm water, from head to toe, finally let me feel the real warmth.

Water, like light and air, is never prejudiced.

Turn off the water, bathe, move down the neck bit by bit, neck, collarbone, shoulder, loin, hip bone... I forgot my back.

He doesn't seem to like my back very much.

He slowly applied the Body Bath Liquid on his back and moved down along his waist …

Now there are always advertisements, like what lotion, I suddenly thought, is it, I also want to use it?

But it doesn't seem like it's a big deal, then there's no need for it.

Probably.

Yin Yijie, every time you wash clean to love me, should be clean.

Ah, the battlefield can still be clean after a long experience, I don't know whether to praise him for his self-preservation or I'm too humorous.

I keep going down...

Legs, feet, toes...

When Yin Yijie was happy, he would even kiss my toes. I was so angry that I wanted to kick him off the bed …

Of course, the result will always be me surrendering and also having to prepare water for others …

I remember once asking him, with great curiosity, why I had that filthy thing, and he said, It was necessary, like oil on the gears, or it would hurt.

Of course, this is one of the most wonderful aspects of biological adaptive evolution from a practical point of view.

Psychologically, that means I want it, too.

After taking a shower and soaking in the white bath, the feeling became more comfortable.

Taking a bath was indeed a good way to relieve the pressure and rest.

Coming out of the shower, getting dressed, cleaning up the bathroom, I thought, I'm all right.

After doing four sets of exam papers, I decided to end today's study.

Normally, I do one or two sets at a time, but today I'm in a good mood, in a good state, not paying attention at all.

As soon as he checked the accuracy rate tomorrow, the rest of the tasks would be much lighter.

Standing in front of the balcony with the cup in my arms, I thought, Accuracy, I have to make sure, and I have to improve.

I am not a grieving woman, I am not a princess, I am not the shadow of my mother, I am myself.

I love, I accept, I will stand on my feet and win tomorrow with my hands.

Yin Yijie, you have to work hard for our future.

Maybe everything was a crystal dream, so what?

I, after all, was happy for two years, a whole two years, wasn't I?

The night before last, I stabbed him. At this moment, we had already started over again.

On the night before this year, he stabbed me where I couldn't see... How should we continue?

I don't know, he said. I'm just a kid.

Thus, growing up is still my top priority!

He took the kettle and watered the flowers...

In winter, the flowers outside the balcony needed much less water.

The flowers in the room needed less than usual, probably because of the humidifier.

On the balcony outside my bedroom, a few pots of flowers were growing well, even in winter, shrinking their necks and growing a little slower, but they were still alive.

On the windowsill, a white tulip leaves a memory in that corner.

As expected, Rootless Dainty Flower could not stand up to the test of time.

Of course, if the flowers outside were to be planted on the ground, they would probably save on watering.

This was the simplest of balances.

I probably pulled it out of the ground and planted it in the greenhouses. Soon, no one will be watering me.

Should I, in order to live, or to grow stronger in the coming year, look for the soil that belongs to me?

Or, at the very least, I should start adapting to the wild environment like a little tiger about to return to its natural reserve, so that I could live smoothly.

Actually, it wasn't that bad.

Would the children of the countryside die after two years in the city and return to the countryside?

Or would the giant panda, traveling to America, leave its homeland forever?

I don't think it's that serious.

Trees move dead, I move healthier, hmph.

If you don't believe me, we'll see.

Putting down the kettle, I took a half-wet towel and bathed the Dream State.

Comfortable is at home, dream state, is always I wipe.

I didn't feel comfortable and careful, but I still didn't see any dust.

However, he still carefully wiped it again.

Look at your eyes and write a poem

Sometimes crazy. The Wild Sometimes Mystery

Go with your moods

His steps were a mess, but his heart was still full of joy …

To love a person, one must always be careful

It was like he was holding a crystal in his hand …

Oh, love a person with all sorts of emotions...

The beginning of a dream, the beginning of a dream, the pursuit of a dream... Lost...

Gold tawny color, the light of pursuit; Blue purple ash, the lost color... Am I searching, or am I lost?