May my body be mourned by you before then. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info The crimes I have committed are heinous, but I also deserve sympathy, so let me tell you my unbearable experience of sin in its entirety.

I'm not a native of Tokyo.

I was born in the countryside of the Fly region and have lived there for twelve years. Our family has been in the timber business for generations,

By the time he came to his father's family, he was already a well-known rich man. My father once mirrored a woman from Nagoya, and she was my mother.

Before I was born, my father's original partner, the eldest mother, already had a son. But my father, who was kind and simple, decided to take my mother back home and let me live with the other children.

In April of the year I was 12 years old, my mother gave birth to her fifth child, a boy. But this younger brother of mine was born with a crescent-shaped red birthmark on his right foot.

As a result, there were many rumors about this birthmark in the village, and I heard that a well-informed Lang Zhong had predicted that the child would not have a good death after seeing the birthmark. Because of these rumors, I was very impressed by this crescent-shaped birthmark when I was young.

Now it seems that Lang Zhong's words have unfortunately come true.

But that wasn't the biggest event of the year, in October, my father died suddenly. My mother and I were given 10,000 yuan in accordance with my father's will before he died, and we severed ties with that family.

My father was very thoughtful, and he was afraid that our mother and son would not be happy, so he let us leave that house.

In fact, since my mother moved in, the secret fight between her and my eldest mother has never stopped.

Now, my eldest son, who is three years older than me, inherits the family business, and the eldest mother, who holds real power, will definitely not let my mother and me have a good time, which is a fact that anyone can imagine.

My mother died when I was eighteen. After that, I lived a life of bohemian life as a poet. That's the life I've lived on the surface since I was a kid. However, beneath this calm surface lies a terrifying nightmare that I can't shake off.

I have been very withdrawn since I was a child, not at all as active as children of the same age, and often like to stay alone for fear of being disturbed by others. My favorite thing to do is to run under the rocks in the mountains alone, stand in the shadows that don't reach the sun, and stare blankly at the clouds floating in the sky. The face was light and breezy, and no one knew how tight the teeth were. Walking with the wind, no one knew that there were still bruises on their knees that had been bruised. laughed heartlessly, no one knew how to cry and could only cry silently. To make people feel effortless, you can only work extremely hard behind the scenes. There is no future that cannot be changed, only the past that you do not want to change.

Two years before my father died, I had a strange illness that caused me to feel itchy in my spine, and my body often leaned forward uncontrollably, making it difficult to walk. And my body is getting weaker day by day, and I can't see blood on my face. My mother was terrified and sought medical advice, but to no avail. However, half a year later, my illness was inexplicably cured.

During my illness, something strange happened to me, and I often had an irrepressible urge to eat something that the host couldn't swallow at all. I first became interested in the dirt that was plastered on the walls, and the feeling grew stronger and stronger, and I finally couldn't resist eating it again. Oh, it tastes so good. Since then, I've been addicted to eating the dirt from the walls around me when no one is around.

The thick white walls of the warehouse at home are my favorite. I was there again and again to satisfy my appetite, and gradually, I ate a big hole in the thick wall. And, to make matters worse, I started to develop a strong interest in some disgusting and creepy animals.

My withdrawn nature creates excellent conditions for me to enjoy these 'delicious' foods alone. Several times I swallowed slugs and found many frogs and snakes in the mountains of my hometown, which were all raw food. Small insects in my yard are also my favorite food, and I have more than once put sticky slugs in my mouth to chew on, and I have also found earthworms and beetles from the soil to eat. Spring time. I've got those colorful, smelly caterpillars on my recipe again.

Seeing this, Song Jun thought of pica, a very complex syndrome of multiple diseases caused by metabolic disorders, abnormal taste and improper diet management. Broadly speaking, pica also includes a bad habit. People with this condition continue to bite on non-nutritive substances, such as dirt, paper, dirt, etc. In the past, it was thought that pica was mainly caused by a lack of trace elements such as zinc and iron in the body. At present, more and more doctors believe that pica is mainly caused by psychological factors. However, there has been no substantial progress on its true causes and treatments. Pica is a complex syndrome of multiple diseases caused by metabolic disorders, abnormal taste and improper feeding management. People or poultry with this condition continue to bite on non-nutritive substances, such as dirt, paper, dirt, etc. In the past, it was thought that pica was mainly caused by a lack of trace elements such as zinc and iron in the body. At present, more and more doctors believe that pica is mainly caused by psychological factors. However, there has been no substantial progress on its true causes and treatments.

Physiological factors are the main cause of pica. Our body is a very delicate instrument, if a person's body lacks a certain element, or some lesions, causing changes in taste bud receptors, then his sense of taste will change accordingly, so that ordinary food seems tasteless to him, but what is not food becomes a delicacy, which also leads to pica.

My lips also started to swell at that time, because they were often stabbed by the venomous spines of various insects while devouring them. But it's strange that I ate so many insects and didn't get poisoned once.

It wasn't until I came to Tokyo with my mother that I said goodbye to this terrible habit for a while. Living in the city, it's hard for me to find insects as easily as I used to.

But the good times did not last long, and the death of my mother brought me unbearable grief, and in the days after my mother left, I cried almost every day, and my unhealthy body completely collapsed, and I suffered from a severe nervous breakdown. The spondylosis I had as a child also recurred.

This torture lasted for more than a year, and my whole body was almost on the verge of collapse. So, when I was twenty years old, I took a leave of absence from the school I attended and moved to Kamakura. I often go to Nanchirihama and Enoshima there, or stroll on the beach, or in the sea, hoping that this relaxed and leisurely life will alleviate my ailments. My approach proved to be very effective, and my tired body and mind were excellently relaxed and rejuvenated on the beachfront away from the hustle and bustle of the city. I found the joy and joy of watching the clouds in the sky alone in the shadows of the mountains as a child.

My body recovered, but my appetite gradually disappeared. Whenever I come back hungry from the beach, I always find the hotel's exquisite top-notch cuisine unpalatable. This was the case when I started living on the beach, and it intensified over the next month. One evening, I forced myself to eat an unpalatable dinner and ponder this strange thing in my room. I picked up the mirror, and it reflected a healthy face with a ruddy face, and a pair of eyes that shone brightly. I don't know why this one was able to restore my health, and I don't know why I can't taste it. Thinking of deliciousness, I subconsciously stuck out my tongue, and suddenly I was frightened by what appeared in the mirror and jerked the mirror away.

Is that my tongue? A terrifying tongue three and a half inches long. No, that's definitely not my tongue, it must be an illusion. I plucked up the courage to pick up the mirror from the carpet and stuck out my tongue again. Oh my God, what a thing that's coming out of my mouth! It seemed to be a flat toad's skin, the uneven surface was covered with purple and white warts, and saliva trickled down the long strip of flesh. I quivered my fingers to touch the wart-like bumps on my horrible tongue, only to realize that they were hard needles, and my tongue was full of spikes like a cat's tongue, was that my tongue? A terrifying tongue three and a half inches long. No, that's definitely not my tongue, it must be an illusion. I plucked up the courage to pick up the mirror from the carpet and stuck out my tongue again. Oh my God, what a thing that's coming out of my mouth! It seemed to be a flat toad's skin, the uneven surface was covered with purple and white warts, and saliva trickled down the long strip of flesh. I quivered my fingers to touch the wart-like bumps on my horrible tongue, only to realize that they were hard needles, and my tongue was covered with spikes like a cat's tongue.

Seeing this, Song Junxin couldn't believe it and she didn't have a cat, so Song Junxin began to check the information about the cat's tongue on Baidu, the tongue of mammitals is formed by the epithelium developed by the ectoderm and the muscle layer developed by the mesoderm. Only at the base of the tongue, etc., the mucosa develops from the endoderm.

The surface of the cat's tongue is also an epithelium developed from the ectoderm. However, the peculiarity of cats is that they have filamentous tongue processes on the surface of the tongue epithelium, and these filamentous tongue convex cells are keratinized, especially on the apical surface (generally thought to be formed by dead cells). The extra thickened keratin makes the filamentous tongue process of the feline particularly hard, and it is oriented in one direction, which is convenient for bones and other tissues, and also for licking hair. (To be continued.) )