Please enter the text He looked at the sour bird, thinking in his heart that in fact, if you want to talk about sourness, his sour taste at this moment will definitely be stronger than that bird, even countless times stronger. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Eventually, as if he were squeezing a sentence out of his teeth, his voice was so dry that it felt like a cold winter wind, and it also smelled of summer sour grapes. When he heard his words, he also admitted that the bird was right. He was too cold.

"Do you wish I was the Naren sun on the beach of Hawaii?"

He hates to be the sun the most, even, to be someone else's sun. Perhaps, this is because he has been in the dark for too long. Seeing someone bathing in the sun, the sour smell that rises in his heart will naturally exist. In fact, he is now a little worried about this bird, who has never known what to do, and whose personality is a little unscrupulous and straightforward. He felt that the bird really should shut up now. If he really him off, he needs to really pluck out his hair.

By the time he first saw it, he had already begun to have this thought. He was now deeply worried about the bird that had been making noise all the time.

However, a simple person is always a simple person. It can be seen that the bird has not been honing in the dark for too long. Compared to him, it can even be said that it is far worse.

At the moment, the bird did not feel any danger. In fact, now, in its eyes, the danger factor of this person is constantly decreasing.

Originally, the bird was a little frightened when it heard the man's pale and hoarse voice, but now, after it had been lying on its back for a moment in the palm of his hand, it could not help but have a feeling in its heart that even it felt that it should not have, that is, it felt that it almost liked a man who seemed to be as cold as ice. It even has the feeling that this person is like a warm harbor, allowing itself to rest so much that the feeling of falling in love with him is of course natural and reasonable.

However, it didn't like the appearance of his iceberg very much, which was contrary to the warmth it had just felt, so noise became something that the bird had to do at the moment. Moreover, it now has a kind of peace of mind in its heart, because in its psychological defense, there is no danger for a long time.

Sometimes, that's how it goes. When you feel in crisis, the danger often doesn't happen, and even in the end, there are some unexpected gains waiting for you. And sometimes, when you feel that there is almost no danger in an environment, often, behind this tranquility, there is a great crisis.

Just like this bird, when it has more and more security in its heart, and when it feels more and more calm like water, it doesn't know that this man's mood is shrouded in a layer of clouds at the moment.

However, the end result is still satisfying.

Perhaps, it was the bird's sixth sense that did not betray it. This man, after all, is not a ruthless person. Just when he was entangled in his heart for a moment, thinking about how to pull this bird into a bald bird, in the end, he let go of this evil thought.

Because, suddenly, he was tired of it, of a situation of pleasure from injury, and he was tired of it.

Perhaps, what he needs to do now is not this behavior of satisfying the pleasure of boredom, but to continue to stick to what he has been insisting on.

"What's your name?" It was not long before an almost incomprehensible atmosphere permeated the man and the bird that the bird was again a little tired of the silence, and spoke again, asking it.

I saw that the bird's voice and tone tended to something calm. The man relaxed a little, too.

"You ask me?" He replied with some smugness. "My name?" Now, for the word name, it seems, he seems to feel a little lost, as if it is something different, unusual. However, now, in his world, it has become more and more empty.

"Yes." To his woodenness, the bird showed a simple and straightforward impatience.

"Me? Name? The man muttered, his lips twitching slightly, as if searching for something, but, as his soul reached something, his muscles trembled a little, and, eventually, he couldn't say anything more, except that some of the muscles in his face tightened a little nervously.

"Yes, name?" At this moment, the bird's voice became more and more sharp, and it sounded as if it was about to peck at his face with its somewhat sharp beak, and take a worm out of the strange muscles of his face to eat.

However, no matter how indignant the bird's emotions were, the man looked like he was sitting firmly on Mount Tai.

"Name 。。。。。。" At this moment, he was still muttering, and in his gaze, something similar to pain flashed. However, this thing, the bird can't understand.

"Lyle 。。。。。。。" Eventually, he finally said his name, in a voice that was soft, as if it were a sigh, as if it were a whisper. Not whispering to humans, but to gods.

"Lyle 。。。。。。。" He fanned his lips slightly, repeating the name again, and now, the expression on his face gradually relaxed, and finally a hint of joy appeared in his gaze.

"Lyle." He repeated the name again. This time, however, his tone was much firmer. And with this firmness, something more joyful flashed in his gaze.

"Yes, Lyle, that's my name." I don't know how long it took for his mentality to go up and down, but he finally found his usual feeling. At this moment, he was already in a calm state, he calmly said the name to himself, and at the same time, he was telling the bird next to him his name.

However, when he lowered his head to look at the bird, he saw that the bird had fallen asleep impatiently in the palm of his hand.

"Colorless? Colourless? With some caution, he called out the bird's somewhat disgusting name. But the bird was always asleep. Now, it seems, the bird really believes in itself, the man thought. Only when you fully trust others will you sleep so unscrupulously in the palms of others.

He couldn't help but feel a little ashamed when he thought that he had the urge to pluck the bird's feathers just now. It seems that this bird really believes in the wrong person.