A collection of short stories

Doorman Wang Xuwen

(a)

The twilight finally came unconsciously between the sliding doors and pushing the door, and every night at seven o'clock, the school gate gradually became less and less crowded and cary.

I don't know where to fly from, although I am interested in reading and thinking, I really can't remember things, I look at the beauties on the side of the road, and I clearly see a beautiful woman wearing a pair of red eyes under the fluorescent lamp, and the upper body is a cotton pink with patterned short sleeves, a white short skirt sets off the white of the legs, and there is no arrogance on the handsome face of a secular woman.

With a snap, he closed the car door and walked towards the trunk, taking a few white bags full of paper mouthbags, like clothes and food. Gently and elegantly, she turned her head and saw that I was looking at her, but she didn't show her face, and she tidied up and walked with her things as she did.

Wang Xuwen saw that this girl was different from other girls, there was no envy and frivolity in her psychology, and even her eyes were very serious, as if she was observing a rigorous and elegant work of art.

Looking back, slowly disappearing into the buildings, I still feel a melodious aftertaste.

(b)

The alarm clock rang on time at 5:20, rubbing my eyes, I immediately turned off the alarm clock for fear of waking people up, otherwise I should say that it was only half past five!

Continuing to lie down and fight against depravity, remembering that he was an amateur self-study and only studied for a few hours a day, and the students were in class twelve hours a day, and it was far from it, so he got up five minutes later and picked up the e-book and read silently, setting the alarm clock at 6:20.

While watching and napping, take a nap to sober yourself up and then continue to read, sometimes a page is read for two or three minutes, I really can't hold on to writing poems, once I write poems, I will not be sleepy, the premise is that I must hold on until half past six, so that my forty minutes will not be in vain.

When the bell rang, I saw that I was still the only one waking up, and others were still intoxicated in their dreams. Tear off a newspaper that I have never read under the futon and go to the toilet, because this time of day and noon is the time when the toilet is the best time to push the door and wait for the door to touch your stomach.

Holding the mobile phone and flipping through the book I just read, I didn't have any interest, but I felt bored, and muttered in my heart: You have to concentrate on the stool, others are still waiting! Rushing to my heart,Quickly take the mobile phone that was thrown next to the rest,Search for pictures,One by one,It's not too fat or it's not beautiful,Search back and forth for nearly twenty minutes,I haven't seen a good obscenity object,At this time, look at the table on the screen and it's almost time to go to work.,But at this time, the 10086 system sent a text message.,Your traffic this month has run out.,You have to meet the needs at the risk of arrears.,Just find a picture of a woman's lower body and solve it in a hurry.。

After the excitement was exhausted, I thought wildly: I am really guilty, I feel guilty, and I sympathize with these actresses, and I ask in my heart: Why did you choose this profession at such a young age. Sometimes actresses who feel beautiful to themselves and are about the same age as themselves will think that if they are in Tokyo, they will live without worrying about food and clothing, and they are a famous Chinese, I will definitely marry you and not dislike you.

But in the end, I found that it was impossible to achieve, even now this state of mind is also temporary, and in the end I like her beauty**......

(To be continued)