At this time, Shuqiao, who was working and sewing leather at Chen Feng's house with Meiling, received a point for me to keep the door, and I was not used to climbing the wall. ”

"Don't you have a ladder?" replied.

After replying, Shuqiao regretted it, because she found that this WeChat account seemed to be a little different from Chen Liang's WeChat account.

Although they are all called bright and shiny, the difference is obvious when you are careful.

So Shuqiao asked again, "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, just keep the door. ”

"If you don't say who it is, you will send me WeChat randomly, I will curse. Shuqiao was a little angry.

"You scold me, I just want to kiss you, then I'll be ruthless in the middle of the night today!"

Shuqiao was so frightened that her gallbladder trembled, and her body trembled like a kicked stake.

She bolted the gate and put the bar on top of it. Two wooden chairs were also placed on top of the door.

I fell asleep very late, and I had nightmares in a row.

First, I dreamed that a big man jumped over the wall and came in, and when I met, I stretched out my hands and pinched her neck. She screamed and woke up.

Then I dreamed that a strange man flew into the house, and without kicking the door, his body was flattened into a large piece of burning paper, and he slipped into the house through the crack in the door. "Is it a ghost?!" she realized something, and woke up in a flash.

Then he finally fell asleep, but he dreamed that Chen Junlong, who was on the other side, came to knock on the door.

"Your wife is so bright and young, why did you come to me?" she asked.

She has always admired his manhood, but she is very resistant to him in her heart.

Her man was chased by gangsters in Beijing that year and ran into his shop where his hometown was opposite. But although he strides with his head held high every day, he is not a real man—when her man says, "Someone is chasing me, can you let me hide?" he didn't say a word, grabbed her husband with his thick arms, and then opened the door and pushed him out.

"I'll keep an empty room for a hundred lifetimes, and I won't accept a fake man like you!"

But he couldn't help but say anything, and suddenly hugged him in his arms. She couldn't get out, and her heart was very awkward, so she woke up awkwardly.

Three nightmares, waking up in the morning.

The sun is still round, first red and then white. The sky is still blue, even bluer than yesterday. The birds still read three and a half sentences to her, and their voices seemed to be more pleasant. The house is still so calm, it doesn't look like it's going to fall apart at all.

My home is still there, my life is still there, my love is still there...... It's still there.

Is my love considered love? When someone dies of her husband, she will ask for a bride price to marry another family. Die another and remarry the family. People get marriage certificates openly and openly, and weddings are held lively. But she, in order to keep her children out of the village, not to change her surname, not to call other people's stepfathers, and not to be discriminated against and humiliated by others in the new environment, she agreed to the condition that her father-in-law would give half of his pension every month and would not remarry.

It would be nice if humans never evolved into human beings. Look at those animals, do not get the certificate, happy to have fun, unhappy to pull directly, no need to file a lawsuit to divide the property, completely synchronized with nature, is a kind of natural attributes, natural color, natural smell of love. Just like melons, fruits, pears and peaches, in the greenhouse, the smell and color are not as good as the natural wild.

Speaking of plants. There is also the love of plants, which is always so colorful and gorgeous. No matter how profligate it is, it will not be scolded for breaking shoes and committing adultery.

She would like to close her eyes and imagine that she has become a plant, without having to witness her marriage or provoking others.

Even if you don't become a plant, you can become an animal. Even if you become a female fly, although the living conditions are not so hygienic, at least love is unrestrained, not restrained, and you can wave as much as you want, and you don't have to be a love thief, a pathetic thief like a mouse.