Chapter 0 0 1 Human Tragedy
The weather was fine, and the clouds were distinct, like marshmallows pulled out at random. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 infoThe sun is very warm, and the people who shine are lazy, and they sweat after just a few steps of shopping.
I had a very bad impression of the sun, which seemed to be a little too warm, and it didn't feel good for my clothes to stick to my body through sweat.
So I offered to find a place to sit, and my companion gladly agreed.
Madoka sat across from me while we were drinking tea in the café.
"Poof!" She burst out laughing.
I was wandering and startled by her sudden laughter.
"What's wrong?" I thought I was missing something.
"Nothing, suddenly remembered something." Madoka put down the teacup and smiled very ladylikely.
But I know that this thing is starting to do something again.
"It's that I have a really funny friend. I was reminded of one of her 'allusions'. ”
"Oh?" Generally speaking, the people or things that Madoka can use the word 'allusion' to describe are mostly tangled.
"My friend, a... Well, quite a storyteller. Her parents divorced and remarried, and each has their own lover outside. One day she cried and complained to me. ”
I raised an eyebrow, "This doesn't seem funny." “
"Listen to me." She continued, "I actually sympathized with her after listening to her, my parents are not responsible for marriage, and it is quite miserable." But do you know what she's crying for? ”
"What?" I have a hunch that this won't follow the normal plot.
She paused for two seconds, pretending to be mysterious, but she couldn't hold back her expression and wanted to laugh and hold back, and I looked a little uncomfortable.
"Just say it!"
"She's crying for the apple."
"Apple, iPhone?" I frowned and was puzzled, and sure enough, it was not something that ordinary people could understand.
"No, it's the kind of apples you eat. The lover her dad brought back ate one of her apples, and when she went to question the little lover, the lover denied it, insisting that he had not touched her apple. And she said that her dad didn't believe that her apple was eaten by that little lover. ”
"Huh?" It's really unusual, but what is this?
"So she's crying over that apple?" My tone was a little uncertain.
"Yes." Madoka gave an affirmative answer.
I was speechless, not knowing what to make of Madoka's friend.
When the third pot of tea was at the bottom, the clerk came over with two delicate small boxes in his hands.
"Hello! This is a small gift for the two of you. I hope you can patronize it more in the future! "The clerk was thoughtful and enthusiastic, with a good appearance, and gave two small gifts intimately.
Madoka smiled at him and smiled. She has always had little resistance to handsome guys.
I couldn't help but hold my forehead, this 'warm and thoughtful' clerk obviously had other plans.
He's watching us run out of drinks (Author: Hey!) You all refill three pots of water) politely ordered the eviction, after all, there are still a lot of queues outside.
I picked up my coat, took the bill, and went out with Madoka.
When I walked to the door, I received some contemptuous looks from the people in line.
It was to the effect: 'Why don't you get out of the way when you're done?' ''Make us wait so long!'' "It's better to have a seat all the time!"
I lowered my head and dragged Madoka away, Madoka has always been very aggressive, she didn't notice the eyes of the people around her, but stared straight ahead with her eyes shining.
As soon as I saw her expression, I knew that she either saw a handsome guy or saw a ......
"Häagen-Dazs!"
Really......
"Madoka, we've just gone all the way, and you've eliminated a popsicle, a sundae, and two ice cream balls. If you eat it again, you'll have to have diarrhea. "I immediately poured cold water on her!
As soon as she heard me say this, there was little sparkle left in her eyes. Turning his head and looking at me pitifully, like an abandoned puppy, his shining black jewel-like eyes were hard to resist.
It's a pity that she met me, and I've always been a hard-hearted person. I looked away, ignoring her pleading look.
"You don't want to see the gift that the handsome guy gave you just now?" I tried to distract her.
Sure enough, the next moment she was blessed with a blessed heart, and her eyes glowed like a cheerful puppy (Labrador?). He opened the box with a roar.
She must have thought of the box as the clothes of the handsome guy, I guessed maliciously.
I vouch for my 20 years of character and life! If I had known in advance what was in that box and what was going to happen next, I would never have mentioned it!
It's a pity that life is hard to buy, and the mystery of fate is that it is hazy and mysterious most of the time.
So it will always turn around inadvertently, pit you from time to time, pit you, you are full of meat and vegetables, and your parents can't recognize it!
When she opened the box, the first thing that caught her eye was a very delicate postcard, a picture of a beautiful man half-naked in the bath! Her eyes instantly glowed green, and I had no doubt that if the beautiful man appeared in reality, Madoka would rush over in a daze and pull off the bath towel wrapped in the lower half of the beautiful man's body. She's absolutely capable of doing this!
On the reverse side of the card is a printed thank you phrase to the effect that you welcome to your next visit or something.
“Wow! The handsome guy is really caring! Look at how beautiful the words are. Madoka exclaimed.
Me: "......" is actually a printed version, okay?
But I couldn't bear to hit her again, and put my hand to my mouth and coughed a few times. "Look what's down there?"
"There's an apple down there." Madoka's tone was pleasantly surprised, there are beautiful men and delicious food, and life couldn't be better!
I chose to ignore her startled nature and simply tore open the box rudely. Throw the postcard in the box to her, grab the apple and start nibbling.
"Huh? Odd. Why didn't you show it at all? ”
"What?" I asked vaguely with an apple in my mouth.
"Postcards. This beautiful man has a very strong sense of abstinence! She held up the postcard and gestured to me. Could it be that the clerk is so accurate in looking at people, knowing that Ah Jin is the sullen type? ”
I gave her a blank look and continued to nibble on the apple.
“Hi! Madoka! A female voice came.
I looked in the direction of the sound. Is that? Hill?
Well, it's a girl.
Uh, it's a ...... Ahem...... Quite a sturdy girl, with a visual inspection of 168, her weight is estimated to be able to top the two of us.
I whispered to Madoka with the apple in my mouth, "Who is this?" “
Madoka also replied 'quietly': "This is the one I told you about who cried when my father's lover snatched the apple!" This sentence is loud! I'm sure the girl heard it too.
I was excited and was about to speak, but I choked on an apple.
The apple was stuck in my throat because it wasn't big or small, and it couldn't go up or down.
My face became a palette, first bright red, then pale, and then I guess it must have been blue, and it wouldn't look good!
At the moment when I was about to suffocate and fall to the ground, I thought: the last person to be killed by the apple seemed to be Snow White, but I didn't have her life, so there must be no prince to save me.
After my death, the epitaph may be written: I made a friend carelessly, and I died of choking.
Alas, how tragic it is to have this way of dying, is it the earth that I destroyed in my last life?