chapter 69 annihilation after waking up

Pick up the butt that has not been extinguished on the ground and press the cigarette butt on your thigh.

I heard the sizzling sound of high-temperature substances touching the skin and a smell of burning meat. Although this small area of scald is a little exaggerated in these adjectives, I didn't lie. I smelled it and heard it. However, I don't hurt, it really doesn't hurt.

You will feel that I am perverted or mentally ill. I feel very good. At least I have a feeling. Even if it was painful, I found a kind of emotion that originally belonged to me. After it left, I found it back. It was a good thing.

The cigarette butt went out, and there was an ugly blood bubble on my snow-white thigh. I touched it with my hand and didn't care about it anymore. I staggered up from the ground, threw the cigarette butt into the trash can, flushed the toilet, washed my face again, and made sure that I didn't look very bad before I went out.

When he came out, he was still sleeping in bed, with his eyes closed, as if he knew nothing about all this. I know he is awake. He is a good actor and good at pretending. I want to say the same as me, but I'm obviously not as experienced as him, and there will be flaws.

I finally recognized that he is a master and I am a rookie.

I looked at him, took out all the money from my bag and put it on the table. I went to pull the door handle. After thinking about it, I turned my back to him and said, "Even if I have a little self-esteem left for me, when I called ducks, I'm very grateful."

Forgive me for being such a selfish person and trying to maintain my dignity. Even if I am naked in front of him tomorrow. But there is nothing I can do. This is my habit. Even if I don't have it, I will still try my best to save it.

Just like Li Luo, I admit that I can't be as frank as Chen Yi is to him. Like is like, love is love. No matter how much harm is given, he can still pat his chest and say bravely, yes, yes, I like him, I don't care about gender. But I'm not that kind of person. I will flinch, hesitate, and keep asking myself, do I like him? He has done this to me. Should I like him? Is he worth me to like? I don't like him, bitch, what's the matter?

So I have been living in this state of life. The dream that I will never wake up is woven by myself.

I'm very grateful that he didn't do what I did. He may have got up and went to the toilet and smoked once, but he didn't throw a pile of money on my face and begged me, "I called you today and save my self-esteem." He knew Li Luo and knew me. He guessed that it was inevitable for me to do so. He thanked him for not performing in advance. If I were the leader of the Jews, I would definitely put him in the Bible to thank him.

"Baby, do you still love Li Luo?"

He seemed to have not heard what I just said and suddenly asked me a question that it had nothing to do with each other, which was also the most taboo person and thing between us.

The most taboo person, Li Luo.

The most taboo thing is love.

How ridiculous all this is. The questions asked by the two people who have hit third base after going to bed are sure to be a little strange.

I thought, what was he going to ask...

Thank you for your persistence and always calling me baby. It's shameless to say that I really like to hear your name. Forgive me for calling you a dead gay, bitch, Chen Xiaoming, the landlord... Chen Yi, it's really hard for me to say.

"What do you think?" I asked him, to be honest, I'm really not sure now.

That name is too far away from me, just like what happened in my previous life.

I will think it's my own business, but can you not mention it? Although I will never forget it, please don't mention it.

"I won't make a guess. If you still like him, call his number. If you don't like him, go to England as soon as possible. During this period, don't watch TV, don't read newspapers, don't use the phone, and it's better not to even go out. I'm not sure whether this is helping you or hurting you, but in my mind, it should be better for you to go on like this. If you believe me, do what I say. If you don't believe me, do nothing.

His voice sounded tired, and he thought he was telling his last words, which was scary.

I opened the door and went out.

I don't have a phone. I think Xiaoyi and others looked for me last night. I'm thinking about how to face their family. I was wandering aimlessly on the street. It's just past eight o'clock, and the sun has just risen, washing everything that happened yesterday in this dirty city. In the morning, people looked energetic. On the way, they hurried past a serious man with a briefcase, and the happy children in school uniforms and red scarves were led by their parents. I have always wondered why anyone likes to go to school? Why do some people think that they can become a genius if they are imprisoned in a small box? Just like a thousand candidates in a school can have 20 candidates admitted to Tsinghua University, which is equivalent to a probability of one in fifty. Parents will always feel that their children are very likely to be lucky and rush to send their children to the prison with a high enrollment rate. Just like gamblers and people who are obsessed with buying lottery tickets, they always think they are lucky. Yes, there are not many lucky people, but it's true that there are very few.

For example, I hate going to school since I was a child, and I never think that school can learn any real and useful skills besides teaching us to read.

However, all this still looks so beautiful. In the morning, it is hard to ignore the vitality given to people.

I saw a public phone at the corner, which is very old and can be coined. After touching the pocket, I didn't expect to really touch a few coins. I couldn't help but be grateful for my generousness. I left a lot of money for others and also left some change for myself.

Congratulations.

I put a coin in, picked up the rusty microphone, and dialed Xiao Yi's phone.

The rotten smell spreads and filled my sense of smell. Maybe it's my psychological effect. I feel that my body is also full of that smell, which is very strong. As Xiao Yi said, I got the so-called walking body syndrome as I wished. I will prove my immortality by suicide, but what a terrible thing it is to really die. Don't let it happen to me.

There were two beeps, and the phone was answered. Hearing Xiaoyi's voice, he was obviously still sleeping, hazy, as if to blame the phone for disturbing his beautiful dream with strong dissatisfaction.

Uh... What is this situation?

Is it...

The guy didn't look for me at all and didn't worry. The worst case was that he didn't know that his lovely sister was missing.

Haha, I'm so happy. I'm so affectionate that I can't stand it.

"Who is it?" I also heard him yawning.

"Your sister and I, damn boy!" Forgive me for swearing early in the morning, because I can't help but feel the anger in my heart. I'm really afraid that I will rush into the phone and beat the person who is still sleeping. Fortunately, I have been busy thinking about how to prevaricate their family's words.

"Ah..." There was an obvious surprise over there. It should have been scared from ** and cleared the throat. "Sister, let me tell you, you didn't wear it last night. Ah, no, it must be helpful, or why did you call me so early? You usually don't get up before twelve o'clock. What did my father say? Oh, he must beat me to death..."

Wait, what and what and what and what?

What is the boy talking about? Why can't I understand a word? My head is dizzy by him.

"ExcuseSir, please tell me your name first. I want to make sure if I'm calling the wrong number." I interrupted his complaint and said against my will.

Speaking of all, Zhang Xunyi's phone call has been familiar to the bottom of my heart, and I can't have misheard his eternal duck voice.

"Why are you so annoying? I didn't go home last night. You didn't know, did you? I told my mother that I went to your place. When you go to the bathroom, Zhang Jie and I will go out. Didn't I ask the man who confessed to you with wine to convey it to you? Who told you not to bring the phone? Shouldn't you go back to my house? Damn it, you can't live even if you don't die.

I understand a little bit that this is that this one also went out to do something he shouldn't have done last night. Fortunately, I'm with such a serious girl, not with those unreliable bar sisters.

But how can a serious girl get hooked so easily? Is it possible that our young master is much more proficient in fishing for his sister?

Oh, the girl who failed.

"Okay, okay, I didn't go back last night. I didn't wear it. You two continue. Let's make an appointment to go out together. It's four o'clock in the afternoon. It's only four o'clock. We won't discuss it. OK, that's it. I wish you happiness. I hung up the phone quickly and felt that I had no strength all over my body.

Seeing that there is a small park on the other side of the street, I want to go in and sit down.

The air in the park is different. Grandpas dance their swords in Taijiquan and hang out with bird cages, which is really in line with the standards of our city in the minds of the people of the whole country. I casually found a bench and sat on it. I leaned my head gently against the back. From the angle of raising my head and squinting my eyes, I could just see that the initial sunlight was scattered through the dense big branches and leaves that could not be called, and the time became mottled into my eyes.

It seems that when I was back in elementary school, my father and my mother fought at home. I ran out crying and sat on the bench outside the yard all night. It was also a sunny morning. Qian Rui handed me a meat floss bread and said to me, "My mother told me to have breakfast in the morning, but I have eaten three steamed buns. This is for you."

The picture was fixed on her overly childish face, which looked confused.

That's the Qian Rui I know. She is only related to the past, and she exists in my memory. I will grow old until I am thirty, forty years old, fifty years old, seventy years old, ninety years old. My skin will be flabby, my face will be wrinkled, my hair will be gray, and I will die. But in my memory, she will always be young, friendly and kind. She will not betray, scold me, or do nothing.

I'm very tired. I'm really tired.