chapter 29 is illusory

"When I was 16 years old, I met a girl under the sycamore tree. She was holding a cigarette and wearing a cotton skirt.

Later, every time I met her, I was so nervous that I avoided it. I knew that she just wanted to pretend that she was bad because there was no love.

I met a girl under the sycamore tree when I was 16 years old in winter. She still smoked and wore a thick cotton-padded jacket.

I think it's time to say hi to her, although I'm afraid that she will let me get out of here.

I took her hand and finally went to the future. I told her that there would be no more haze in her world in the future.

She nodded and grabbed my hand tightly and walked all the way.

I also naively thought that I would lead her to the end of time, forever.

The journey is too long, and I was too confused when I was young. The night is foggy, and the more time goes by, the more we make us all vicissitudes.

I can even forget when she is lost. But I remember that I have been holding her hand and never letting go.

Now where am I going to find her? I forgot her name and don't know her address. I don't have her photo and number.

Will she also look for me? She doesn't have my name, address, photo and number.

Do you think I will find her again? She is afraid of loneliness and darkness and struggle. You said I would find her again, and I'm really worried about leaving her alone.

I said that I won't find her again. Maybe she is used to loneliness, darkness and fear. I think I can't find her anymore, because someone may struggle with her.

She will slowly forget me and everything, and I will slowly forget her, because I am about to evaporate from this world.

After

, it will disappear. Forever, goodbye."

I don't know when I fell asleep. In my dream, I seemed to hear someone still singing that song, crying while singing and saying to me, "Ali, goodbye."

I said, "Oh, see you again, Li Luo."

Then I had some more strange dreams. When I woke up the next day, I smelled a smell of seafood porridge. This kind of rice fragrance greatly stimulated my nerves. I turned up from ** with a carp. As soon as I saw that there was no one next to me, I saw that my clothes were exactly the same as before I went to bed yesterday, and I suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. When I went to the kitchen barefoot, it turned out that the landlord was cooking porridge. It was so shocking! I can't accept the way he looks around the useless bear apron I bought from the supermarket.

"Hey, what are you doing in my house? Where's Xiaoyi?" I scratched my head angrily, and it was really difficult to understand his behavior.

"He said he was going to cram school, so he left first." Someone leisurely poured the cooked porridge into the bowl, completely forgetting that I warned him to disappear quickly last night!

I'm dizzy. Is the surname of this house Zheng or Chen?

"You eat it first. The spoon is in the disinfection cabinet. Go and get it yourself."

"Hey, the surname is Chen! Why haven't you left yet! In addition, I haven't been on fire at home for several years. What are you doing here? I'm really angry now. You'd better get out of here right now!!!"

I put my hands on my waist and made it into a teapot, and my messy hair and face were not washed. I guess the current image is no different from the shrew carrying a bench to scold the street.

"OK, I'll go right away." He didn't have much reaction. He took out a cute jingle cat spoon from the disinfection cabinet and put it in the bowl full of porridge, handed it to my hand for me to hold it, and then took his coat and went out decisively. The rapid speed makes me tongue. To be honest, I actually feel a little confused. I think it's good to have someone to cook for me at home. It would be better if you eat with me again. Why is this person so trustworthy? It's really good to leave...

I brought the bowl to the coffee table and found that the bowl was also printed with a row of small Doraemons, which is the same as a set of spoons. If you want to have more, you can have more to pay.

Damn, my preferences have been clarified. Are you going to chase me so horrible? Didn't you talk about the story of him and his childhood sweetheart last night? The chance should not be high.

I turned on my mobile phone while eating porridge. It doesn't matter. More than a dozen unreed calls popped up in it, all of which were from Sister Dong.

It's over. I completely forgot to pick up Sister Dong's CASE a few days ago. It's past three o'clock. It's over. Maybe Sister Dong is scolding my family for 18 generations now. I hurriedly put down the porridge and dialed her phone with my hands and feet. I was picked up by her with just a ring, and said, "A Li, little ancestor, what on earth are you going to do?" Let your sister stand up. Fortunately, your partner is also on his way. Now come here as soon as possible. Even if you are lucky enough to arrive before others arrive, hurry up!"

Sister Dong seems to be very busy. She should be on the set. She doesn't have time to scold me more, so she urges me to go there quickly. I can only say it's okay. After hanging up the phone, I finished the porridge. I don't bother to wash the bowl. I change my clothes quickly, so I don't need to put on makeup. Anyway, there will be a makeup artist.

He picked up his bag and stuffed things such as phone and wallet randomly. He kicked a pair of sneakers and went out. He ran downstairs and stopped a taxi to the studio.

This studio can only be regarded as ordinary in this city. It is located in the city center. It can be said to be good, but because there are too many competitors in the city center, the original characteristics are ignored, but the films taken in the store are really good, at least not bad. I haven't seen the boss. The photographer is a big beard and doesn't talk much. He only knows how to play with his camera. The one who is relatively familiar is Sister Dong.

As soon as I got out of the car, I rushed into the store. Sure enough, the studio was very busy. The scenery is quite beautiful, but it feels like it's on the edge of the beach. It's all equipped with sand, coconut trees, and swimming rings. There are only a group of bikini beauties lying on it pretending to bask in the sun.

I tiptoed to Sister Dong and patted her on the shoulder. She was shocked. She turned around and stroked her chest and said to me, "Auntie, you're going to scare me to death!" Go to the dressing room to change clothes and make up. Hurry up, it's about to start.

I said, oh, oh, I won't bother her anymore. I walked to the dressing room. As soon as I got to the door of the dressing room, I was stunned. A group of beautiful women who were more than 1.7 meters tall had changed their swimsuits. They were all protruding, and their bodies were exquisite, charming and sexy, and naturally beautiful. I stopped and dared to find me today, who is just 1.6 meters away and stands in this group of beautiful women, just want a foil?! This is so sad. It's the first time I feel so deeply inferior!

Damn, when I have money, I will go to break my bones, increase my breasts, lift my buttocks and so on...

I hesitated at the door. Should I go in or not? It's still to escape from the battle, or to say hello to Sister Dong before leaving. It's very contradictory. This is related to a person's credibility and quality, which is also very serious!

At this time, a short girl came to me. She was wearing a pair of golden glasses. It seemed that she should be an assistant. She looked at me and asked embarrassedly, "Are you Miss Zheng A Li?"

Before I made up my mind, I casually answered her, "It's Zheng A Li, not Miss."

"Oh, then please follow me. You are not in the same group with them. You are in the next group. I guess the glasses girl saw my doubts and explained to me, "They are from the sexy series, and you are from the sweet wind."

Sweet wind, sweet wind! I can walk with this baby's fat face in my life. I really want to cry without tears. How difficult is it to take a sexy route?! This strengthens my belief and determination to break bones and increase height, breast augmentation, buttocks, and cosmetic surgery!

"Ye-huh, okay." I shrugged my head and followed the little assistant to the innermost dressing room.

There are three mirrors in the dressing room, and one side is already sitting. She is a very petite girl. To put it bluntly, she is very short. The appearance belongs to my type, that is, the kind that can't take the sexy route all my life. I'm putting on makeup. Seeing me come in and smiling politely at me, I have a good impression. There is a mirror for me, and I sit on it. There is another side empty. I guess there will be a model coming back later. I don't think much about it, waiting for the makeup artist to make up for me.

"What's your name? My name is Angie. Just call me angel. The girl next to me in makeup suddenly said to me that I didn't react at once.

He smiled stiffly, "A Li."

I thought to myself that I didn't expect that this kind of angelic name is still so popular these days, and it can be used everywhere. Forget angel, Angie, but it's quite in line with her face. It's really enough to be an angel.

She guessed that she was bored here just now and wanted to say something to me, but I really didn't sleep well yesterday and didn't want to talk to her. She took a nap by herself. Looking at my tired face, she stopped and fell asleep like me.

Not long after I fell asleep, the door swung open. I opened my eyes to see why the late man was so arrogant. It didn't matter if I didn't open my eyes. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw Chen Xiaoming's delicate cake face, which scared me so much that I almost had a myocardial infarction.

"Hi, what a coincidence." He obviously knew that I would be here, so he was very calm and waved to me simply.

Then he tilted his head and greeted the woman behind me, "Hi, angel. I haven't seen you for a few days, and you are much more beautiful.

The angel was embarrassed and gently waved his head. The hairstylist behind her stared at her. Of course, she didn't see it. She smiled gently to Chen Xiaoming, "You laugh at me every time... It's not good for people to see it."

Obviously, I am the "person" who is not seen well. If I had a pan in my hand now, I might have covered this woman's head. The good impression of her just now has disappeared. The disgusting woman, and the pretentious plastic surgery man, obviously have an affair. It's a pity that my flower-like light bulb is in the middle of these two. My face is like something, a burst of blue and purple. I can't wait to immediately get rid of the hairstylist who is braiding my hair and strangle these two.

Why am I so unlucky? I didn't say that this man stayed at my house yesterday. It's okay to look at his face today. I also have to watch him play a disgusting scene with his concube. Give me a chance to stand up immediately and vomit in front of them, and then pat the table and leave!

In this way, it will not give Sister Dong face, and it also seems that I am very demeaning. What's more, it seems that I like the landlord brother and is jealous of him, so I put up with it.

"Jack, you're finally here. You're late every time!" His hairstylist came over with a kit and patted him on the shoulder, looking like a good relationship.

The man stood next to me and looked at the person in the mirror and explained, "I helped my wife make porridge today, so I'm late. I'm sorry."

The hairstylist smiled and showed his understanding.