Why don't you go to the bathroom and wipe your face, come out and look at your watch, the prescribed twenty minutes have already passed.

Little Anya paid attention to her quietly, and when she saw her mother looking at her watch, she quickly turned off the TV and ran back to her small room, leaving only the sentence "Don't call me when I'm asleep." ”

Qin's mother came out of the study and went to the studio for a walk, there was no trace of dust on the table, everything was neat, and she couldn't help but sigh a few more times.

It's all bitter.

Why don't you look left and right and there is nothing to do, so I simply went into the kitchen, planning to marinate my daughter's favorite chicken thighs first, and it will be more flavorful when I cook it at night.

"Let's eat together in the evening, Mom, I bought a lot of vegetables at noon." She leaned over to the old lady.

"I haven't finished the leftovers from noon there, and they'll be spoiled tomorrow."

The old lady didn't know whether to excuse herself or really think about the leftovers, so she glanced at Little Anya again in the room and prepared to go back.

"Why are you in such a hurry, stay a little longer." Why don't you run out of the kitchen to stay, I used to take my daughter to the old lady's place for a day on weekends, but today the old lady came over and only stayed for a while.

"What a good girl, I'm sorry for you." The old lady looked at her and sighed again, "You didn't lose my key over there, did you?" ”

The keys to the old house have always been left for the younger couple of them, but they rarely use them, and they don't know if they are still there.

The old lady suddenly lifted the key and made him a little confused, "It's still hanging on the keychain, what's wrong?" ”

"It's good to keep it, and go over for a walk if it's okay." Mother Qin looked around at the furnishings of the house again, and finally looked at the door of Xiao Anya's room, with a hint of nostalgia in her eyes, "I'll go back, you're okay." ”

"You wait for me to wash your hands and send you back." Why don't you feel that the old lady is a little abnormal, and she wants to send her back if she can't keep her.

"No need to send it, I'm not that old." The old lady waved her hand and walked straight outside, "Lock the door, I'll come back next week." ”

Mother Qin had already stood outside the door as she spoke, smiled at her, and then pushed the door shut.

"Slow down." Why don't you shout through the door, look at the spices in your hands, shake your head and go back to the kitchen.

It seems that the old lady came to talk to her about it...... But how could she agree?

She had never thought about letting a stranger into the house and replacing ——— guy, and she wouldn't allow that to happen.

One person can also take good care of his daughter.

It took more than half an hour to finish the matter, so why not stretch out and get ready to take a nap.

Sleeping is really a good thing, not only will time pass faster, but occasionally you can dream about some people and things in the past - but there is a sequelae, that is, it is difficult to sleep at night.

Anyway, it's the same when she sleeps, but she moves the night to the afternoon, so she balances it when she thinks about it, pulls her slippers into the bedroom, and throws herself on the bed.

The clock on the wall ticks softly, time never stops, and there is no turning back, everything that has passed is just the past, and what cannot be passed is only the people's heart.

It would be nice if I could go back...... You must not know that stinky guy, she is so tired alone.

Why not lie on the bed and yawn, after brewing a little sleepiness in his thoughts, he casually pulled the quilt on the side and put it on his body and prepared to enjoy sleep.

The sun crept to the west and set down over the hill, and it was already dark when little Anya woke her up from watching TV outside.

After shaking on the bed for a while, she got up from the bed, didn't turn on the light, and walked out of the bedroom with her slippers, "Watching TV again, did you write your homework?" ”

"It's all written a long time ago." Little Anya pointed to the table, "There." ”

"I'll check it after eating, and if it's wrong, the time to watch TV will be halved next week."

He walked into the kitchen and began to prepare dinner.

Dinner was very simple, two dishes and one soup, plus a fried chicken thigh, Xiao Anya ate a mouth full of oil, and she didn't eat a few bites of the dish, which made her determined to control her daughter's recipe for a week...... No, you can only eat it once in half a month, and you can't be pampered any longer.

Little Anya didn't know anything about all this, happily chewed the chicken thigh, saw that her mother was looking at her, and after thinking about it, she handed the chicken leg over there, "Mom, you can also take a bite." ”

"I don't eat it." Why don't you look at her reluctant look and feel a little funny, "Eat more food, otherwise you won't fry it next time." ”

"Oh."

After dinner, I cleaned up the table, why not take Xiao Anya's homework book and suddenly remembered that tomorrow was Monday, and I was a little annoyed——— I knew that I didn't sleep just now, and if I didn't sleep well at night, I might have to delay sending my daughter to school tomorrow.

Well...... There are still some sleeping pills, so it's a big deal to take two more tablets.

found a few mistakes in her daughter's homework book, and forced her to do the math again, why not let her watch TV, and then went back to the room to turn on the computer.

Although her previous savings and compensation were enough for her to raise her daughter to adulthood, and even prepare a generous dowry for her daughter, she still had to guard against inflation and always have a stable income.

Why don't you open the web page and browse the latest situation of her novel, the situation is not very good, most of them are negative scores, and only a few readers who know the situation are comforting her.

This novel is her two or three years of hard work, written about a pair of childhood sweethearts, since the age of sixteen after the beginning of the relationship, those love things, has been praised constantly, but after that she changed the direction of the story, the style mutated, friends left, Qingmei died of illness, attracted countless scolding.

The light of the computer flickered on He Yan's face, and she controlled the mouse expressionlessly to slide the page down, looking at the comments one by one, her eyes getting darker and darker.

It was she herself who ruined the story.

When he was about to pull to the bottom and turn the page, He Yan's hand suddenly stopped and pulled up a few more times.

"You created that world, but that world never belonged to you, so it's over, please."

Why don't you remember this reader, the two of them also met at the book signing, it was a girl with short hair, neatly dressed, like a tomboy, very excited to pull her to take a group photo.

Is it over?

She looked at the comment in a daze, maybe it was time to finish......

There is no point in writing any more, how sweet it was before, how bitter it is now, and if the protagonist is free, he may be able to find a new life - if that world really exists.

Open the document, casually water more than 200 words, why not tap the keyboard to type the whole book at the end of the three words, and then move the mouse to click publish, looking at the confirmation box above she hesitated.

After a moment's thought, she returned to the document and inserted another line above the three words of the book.

Qin He woke up, not the soft big bed at home, but the bunk bed that made people's backache hurt, and he got up in confusion to look at the familiar and unfamiliar faces left and right, and he found that he was back in the sixteen-year-old high school ......"

After adding the newly written ending, why not hesitate any longer, shake the mouse to post it, and then lean back in the chair and let out a long sigh of relief.

I hope he can live a different life and change his original fate.

Why don't you look at the ceiling and start to be stunned again, until the sound of Didi came from the mobile phone, and when you open it, it is an unfamiliar text message: "Thank you." ”

She was a little puzzled, and after replying with a sentence of who are you, she got up and went to the balcony to look at the flower again and think about a new book.

The flowers are blooming brightly, and they are so red that they seem to drip blood.

Why don't you get dizzy, take out a fruit candy from your pocket and put it in your mouth to relieve the problem of low blood sugar.

The phone hasn't replied yet, and she was about to put it aside, when a call came.

It's almost nine o'clock in the evening, why is the old lady calling?

Her heart sank inexplicably, and she took a deep breath before picking it up, "Hey, Mom?" ”

"Hello, is it Mrs. Xu's family? She ......"

The voice on the other end of the phone seemed to be in another world, why not listen to half of the phone and fall out of your hand, and your eyes were black for a while.

"I haven't finished my leftovers at noon, and they'll be spoiled tomorrow."

"You didn't lose my key, did you?"

The old lady's words at noon were still echoing in her ears, why didn't she fall to the ground at some point, and struggled to raise her head, but she only saw a bright red.

"You can find a father for Xiaoya......"

"Fried chicken thighs make people smart......"

"Lock the door, I'll be back next week......"

The voices of an old man and a young man sounded in her head, why didn't she stand up after trying hard for a long time, extreme sleepiness swept through her body, she slowly closed her eyes, and her tired face showed a trace of relief.

It seems that it is time to rest.

"Wife, go squeeze carrot juice ......"

Before consciousness vanished, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly at the last strange scream.

Squeeze a fart.