"Staying in the same room all night? No, did you have a dream that you couldn't wake up from?"

"Dreams, am I dreaming?"

Alas, I forgot to leave a mark at the time, and it would have been nice for him to bite me.

There was a lock of hair that he had squeezed and bent, but it was a pity that it was straightened, but it didn't mean that she would forget that she had slept on his lap on the most unsafe night of her life!

After he woke up, he asked him, "Brother, will you protect me from here?"

"Of course. He said with the same strength as Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu. Then, he took the initiative to take her over and put the left cheek of his cheek against her forehead.

Speak quickly, my forehead, that night was real!

"It's definitely a dream. Iron Egg was talking again.

"I suspect it's a dream—but it's certainly not a dream, and I have witness evidence for it. ”

"Witnesses? Who? Exhibits? What?"

"The bad guy pays the new. He's the matchmaker for both of us. ”

"He, the animal who saw the marriage and broke up the marriage, saw the temple and demolished the temple? So your words are more like a dream talk, like a fantasy. He is now missing, and the police can't find him. ”

"And a bad woman. I pulled out the bones to know her skin. ”

"What about the evidence?"

"The evidence is that you took the initiative to stick the left side of your face to my forehead, and I still have your skin lines on my forehead. I was reluctant to wash my face afterwards. ”

"Okay, don't keep talking, okay?"

"Well, I'll think about it again and see if I really think about it as reality. ”

"Definitely, yes. ”

"Then you're busy, goodbye, brother. ”

"Goodbye, good night. ”

"Ann. ”

Then, Xiaohong thought: It seems that Xiaocan's QQ pretty account is a public account, and his good friends can use it. Xiaocan, this is really like the lyrics of the song that you and I sang on stage together when we were in junior high school with Tie Dan and Little Cabbage: "Collectivist thoughts shine, collectivist thoughts shine!"

At this time, Mimi, who had just come over to watch us chat, returned to her bunk and came back again. She said, "Look at the QQ number you just talked about, in the online writer group I joined!"

"Wouldn't it?" said Xiaohong and Miaomiao in unison.

But after looking at it and comparing it 100 times, it was clearly the same QQ number.

"He talked a lot in this group, and one night he had an argument with a female writer named Rulan. That Rulan has a habit of cleanliness, and she thinks anything a man says is a dirty word. ”

Xiaohong was stunned.

- In this way, the person chatting with me may not be Xiao Can, I don't know who it is!

Through Miao Miao's use of miracle methods to treat her mental illness, Xiao Hong's heart has been able to fully accept the fact that Xiao Can is dead. Now she has no worries, nothing to do, and she has started to repair her resume and prepare to submit it to the job site.

But there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and people have blessings and misfortunes. Suddenly, her dad sent me a text message:

Xiaocan's parents came to our house again today, saying that they couldn't find Xiaocan's first month's salary, and they insisted that you took it. He also said that you only left 100 yuan for them, Uncle Xiao Cantang sent him 5,000 yuan, and you have to pay back the rest of the 4,900 yuan. They are already living in our house and are not leaving, you must not come back, the farther you go, the better!

A thunderbolt on a sunny day, Xiaohong's depression really germinated. She tries to persuade herself to be strong, strong, happy, and happy. However, the world is still gloomy. The blue sky is gray and black, the sun is like a rotten apple, the buildings are like prisons, and the figures are like monsters. This world where everyone eats fragrant rice and farts, she wants to escape again.

Big rats, big rats, no food for me. Three-year-old girl, don't care about it. The dying woman is a paradise. Paradise is a paradise, and I have it!