The gas drilled through the tips of the ears and hair, revealing the girl's characteristic sensitivity. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

I have always been cautious, how can I have such a cheerful mood today? If you feel it, it is like passing through the cold wind above the "slum" all year round, and after being heated by the warm bubble layer, people will feel at ease. It is as if the sun is day after day, so industrious, and happiness will once again spread everywhere you see.

She is not a person with low self-esteem.

Myself living in a tiny, lovely round house, exquisite drainage, unobstructed living room fittings including closets. The skylight is square, and in the morning, you can catch a glimpse of the warmth of the newborn sun from outside, even if it is only one square meter, sometimes less than half a meter square, but it is unusually soft. If you are interested, put on the agave, blue lilac and lily pots, and the "grade" is no longer the grade itself. If it is said to be a psychological effect, then the castles and palaces of the rich have nothing to envy.

She's not an imaginative person.

The house that can be constructed by oneself is only so large, and the ergonomics and atmospheric environment in architecture are the main creative knowledge that is monopolized. Although there are a lot of resources to be shared in the library, the literal implicit meaning and "doctrine" are a wall that is difficult for the creator to cross. In the book, people build their own fortresses and spread "ignorance" to the world, without the slightest repentance, even when they stand in the temple, high above, and their lips and teeth are closed. Memories poured in, and children often asked her for a little bit of the essence of the creation of bread, but she had no restraint. Narrating, from the mouth, body language, and the expression comparable to that of a performer, the girl successfully provoked the child to linger, talking and laughing.

This feeling, déjà vu, where has it been seen.

There are emotions, liberated somewhere.

Falling high above the city wall, there are birds circling. Turning around and staring, in the direction of home, a huge castle was faintly visible, and white Gothic towers were lined up, and the face of the white cross appeared in front of him again, leaning over.

"Get some good sleep."

Talk to yourself, talk to yourself.

Not far from the center of the town, the emotions in my heart hindered me, inch by inch of fear, a period of tension, woven into a web of consciousness, capturing her, it was a spider awakening, love with it.

"Do you want to check it out...... Go or, oops, so confused! ”

Two or three pigeons, then hundreds, and then a white river, rushing through the air.

Field was dumbfounded, looking like a statue that merged with the city walls, a moment of stillness.

"I've found the answer."

She wants [him] to walk with her, and use [his] ability to see through what she thinks in her heart. In this way, you can only blame yourself, you will not harm others, and you will be gentle with a capital letter, and it will appear at this moment.

Life must be not good.,I haven't visited him for a long time.,Will he feel a little lonely.,But it's just that I'm self-inflicted.,It's not as much as it actually is.,If the shrinking eye misunderstands what I mean.,Then it's just a stain on the life of failure.,Say it too much.,That new dream body looks pretty good.,A little bit of a desire to take it for yourself.,Polite people.,I like it the most.,Although it's just just a short time ago.。

"Perfect answer~"

Leaning on the wall, head down, through the sea of clouds, leaning against the wall, the body agittly swims between the gaps in the wall, and writes the symbol of elegant walking on the almost vertical wall.

Running, but his heart is extremely calm. The fingertips can cut through the laughter of the wind, the calves kick away the gravitational reserve, and the beige scarf on the chest boils violently and twitches rapidly. In the windproof goggles, the pupils are sometimes large and sometimes small, completely out of the control of the girl herself, looking east and west.

The eyeballs reflect the high-speed magnified streets, the castle facades, the twisted lanes, and the crowds that are easy to ignore. Roll your eyes and pick them up to catch the big flag hanging on the castle tower, the dazzling symbols. Falling downward, there are countless thrilling self-propelled boat height differences, huge drum beats, hitting the leather, and bending the waist several times.

"Hey, don't jump here!"

The owner of the self-propelled boat sticks out his head, and the girl subconsciously thinks of him as a cute chick.

"Well, take a ride."

"If you want to collect money, go down quickly, besides, standing outside the airship, you are not afraid of being hit? No big, no small! ”

Saying that you care so much about people, you just want me to get out of the way, you intellectuals know that bullying others is all for knowledge, for a better life, for helping others, in fact, just to be polite and pay money from our pockets. That's it, that's it, I stubbornly think that's it, it's not my fault, it's the consequences of what you do, I don't care how profound and effective your definition of so-called "noble morality" and "sentiment" is!

Stepping on the soft bubble leather hull under her feet, the girl was dissatisfied, turned over and jumped down, and the two men on the magnificent city wall on the side had their eyes shining and whistled.

She didn't hear it.

It's back here again, I haven't been here for a long time, but I still remember the last time I said something against my heart. Oh, although he has an extraordinary temperament and a unique skill, he just likes ancient creatures who live in resting places, how can he know anything about falling in love, or is it a flood of compassion?

The old man curled up, his eyes open and closed, not affecting the mood of reading the newspaper in the slightest.

There was a white cat beside him, Mimi barked, staring at the girl's knee socks and the inside of the skirt, making the other party squat down a little embarrassed, and by the way, he pulled up the belt around his waist and the tips of the hair next to his ears.

"It's really unlucky, why are cats?"

"Because they are like people."

Field looked at the old man, his eyes full of doubt.

The old man was a candy store, tall and thin, and he actually had a shiny bald head under the hat he was wearing. Business is not very good all year round, but it will not break the habit of buying newspapers, and the restaurants are also divided in the long river of time of the elderly. In addition, the newspapers of the dream world are divided into several categories, one is entertainment, the other is politics, and the other is essays. The last time Field arrived, the old man was still in his hands with colorful headlines of entertainment. Perhaps it's time to play a role, and people now only look at the entanglement of political black and white big and small characters, as well as a small amount of miscellaneous writing. What is the reason why people have become serious and impetuous, and Field feels that his brain that directs the bakery is not enough.

At least, there will be no comment on this either.

"Where is [he] now?"

The cat lowered its ears.

"Military ears?"

"It's the ****** who dressed as a woman. Didn't you go along, and you said you were going to steal the secret of the senior researcher, but you ended up in this fate? Also, you can do what you say about the contract money you promised me, and I can't threaten you as a little person who runs a bakery, so you should think you owe me a favor. Now, is that okay? ”

The cat pried open its mouth and yawned.

"Be merciless, little girl."

"If you don't mind, you can call me "grandma". ”

The cat pricked up its ears and responded obediently. The old man slowly straightened his waist, entered the store, and pulled out the medicine bottle covered with characters from the inconspicuous small aluminum cans above the dense shelves. If the medicine bottle breathes, while expanding and retracting the bottle, rhythmically playing several segments of the beat of the popular "Dream March" in the early years, and spitting out two blue-and-white pills.

The old man called them "little song fruits", and his words permeated with feelings.

The little Gogo was handed to Field, and after he said a short poem with technical jargon, he took his seat back to his place.

The newspaper still unfolded in the sun.

But the cat fell asleep.