Silence is the triumphant song of time.

Labor is an activity that every industrious and brave human being on earth admires.

Silent labor is the expectation contained in the heart, the indescribable pleasure.

Zhong Sannian sat on the sofa very naturally, looking at the golden libs and foxes, clumsily cleaning up, not planning to help at all, and directing to come and go leisurely.

"You're not fair. The important mistake is not in me either, a slap does not make a sound. The golden purple kite muttered in his mouth, full of dissatisfaction, pouted, and swept his eyes.

Zhong Sannian crossed a Erlang's legs, put his hands on the sofa cushions, and looked over with a big brother posture.

The golden vine kite wilted down in a second, squinted dejectedly, and looked over with a little timidity in his eyes.

The golden pupils kept blinking, flickering with a few glimmers of light.

Zhong Sannian raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't you still feel that you are not wrong at all?" ”

The golden vine kite pursed her lips, but said with some hesitation, "What's wrong with me?" ”

The lonely, lonely, and even unable to speak fox on the side neatly slapped its paws and slapped it on his head with a snap.

One of the appearances of the golden libie, lying on the ground at the time.

Zhong Sannian bowed his head, "Look at this is a good demon who does things seriously and knows his mistakes and corrects them, and some are not as good as a roast goose." ”

"You're insulting like that, aren't you?"

The sound of the golden libis was small, and it came slowly from the floor.

Zhong Nian looked at him coldly: "If you are a qualified human on Earth, I will also treat you in a peaceful tone, but are you counted?" ”

“……”

"Remember to reflect on my mistakes, I'll go back to rest first."

"Alas!"

Zhong San's whole body fell into the soft quilt, feeling the temporary warmth.

No matter what comes out of the mirror, there is a hand that secretly takes away the only snacks he has left.

"You should think seriously about going back to school."

I was hospitalized for too long, but fortunately, I didn't have to take a break from school for this, and I could make up for the homework that I missed slightly.

But......

It's really a bit of a headache when I think about it.

The interpersonal relationship at school, the teacher's exclusion of himself, and the various courses that need to be made up quickly, give serious calculations, and it is really a little busy.

Running his finger across the screen slightly, he sent the teacher a message that he wanted to go back to class, but he quickly got a reply.

[Yes, whatever you want. 】

"As long as you don't refuse, it's already a good thing."

Zhong has really never met too good people in his life in the past three years, there are no chic requirements, as long as he doesn't hurt himself, he is already a good candidate.

It's really strange to say, and I don't know if it's luck, or if there's really something wrong with my character, I've only met once, and there are not a few people who are full of malice towards themselves.

Even if you are tricky and weird just to spoof, and then pick an unlucky person, it also happens to fall on you more than once or twice.

Teacher, in general, there is nothing, a little more work for yourself, and the distribution is a little biased, and in the process of life, it is nothing.

And the second-generation classmates hurt themselves and did not plan to pay compensation, and the teacher came to talk about it, which is also reasonable, and there is nothing too accusatory, maybe they are used to being cold, but it is easy to accept the problem.

It seems that everything is in front of us, and there is nothing to worry about.

The things that should be troubled are already being troubled, so what else can be missing?

Life in the past was so miserable that it seems not surprising now.

The brain gradually fell asleep, and the breathing was slow and steady.

The dream is slowly presented in front of you, like a dream, like a dream bubble.

Floating in heaven and earth.

The green garden spreads, and as far as the eye can see, there is a green grass crystal clear, unfolding the wilderness, slowly scattering and spreading, and the vines are like spider minions, slowly opening their branches and leaves.

The white skin, tight, stepped into the pitch-black mud, and instantly sank into the soles of half of the feet.

Take a step, and it will bring some muddy squeezing sounds, which will be formed in the ears.

In a trance, I forgot who I was, and it was difficult to discern what was true in my wandering.

There was a white mist in front of him, but he could see the road ahead, and his steps were moving quickly, but he staggered with a little hesitation.

She only felt that she was running, but not very fast, and she seemed to be limping with all the strength of her body.

It's hard to support your movements, but you run forward quickly, are you running for your life?

I can't think of any other reason to be so flustered, but if you run for your life, why should you hesitate like this?

The vines were tightly wrapped around their feet, but they struggled to open, no matter how tattered the skin was, it was like a newspaper torn apart, and it didn't matter, moving forward quickly, falling from time to time, and even rolling and crawling had to run.

I tried my best, but I didn't move fast, I kept grabbing the trunk of the tree next to me with my own hands, even if my nails were completely broken, I was fearless, and I tried my best to get myself to the direction of the previous step quickly.

What is it?

My mind was blank, dazed and ignorant, what was chasing me.

She ran forward as fast as she could, as if she had gone mad, and didn't care about anything.

"Three years of Zhong, three years of Zhong."

Deserted and ethereal, like the elusive bell of the historic forest, the humming sound shocks the heart.

"Wow!"

Sweat ran down his forehead, Zhong Sansan's eyes were completely blank, staring at the ceiling stupidly, and it took a while before he could be regarded as the opposite.

"It's been a while, why did you start dreaming about this kind of thing again, can you still give me a little bit of auspiciousness?"

A long time ago, I was already dreaming continuously, my mind was changing back and forth, and I didn't figure out what was going on, it seemed that I was running in the jungle, and it didn't look like myself.

It's hard to say clearly, it's always been a bumpy fate, and I've never encountered such a scene.

It is difficult to speak, and it seems that it is not easy to express and understand in words.

Like a dream, a piece of foam, the light of the refractive sun sparkled and shining, just slightly stretched out his hand, gently touched others is not scattered in an instant, soapy water sprayed on the ground, quickly evaporated by the sun's rays, did not leave a trace of a star, just a beautiful dream.

"I can't think about it carefully, or I'm afraid my brain won't be normal."

I have never seen such a lush forest, and I have never seen a concrete forest since I was a child, but it is difficult to see a grove of trees.

I vaguely remember that my hometown seems to be only in a certain mountain village-like place, but it has no impact, and I didn't have it when I was a child, and I was able to enter this hometown seriously.

I just listened to my parents' words, and I had seen a few photos, but I didn't really experience the fast running steps between the trees, and now between the muddy mud, the leaves fell on the road, rotting with the rain.

She will always have why her dream is so real, a turquoise robe, like an ancient style, but it is difficult to figure out which dynasty it is.

Obviously I remember the escape route clearly, every time I walk like this, the meticulousness makes it a little difficult to figure out, but even the style I am wearing is a little inexplicable.

"Forget it."

In the end, it is not so prosperous whether it can be used, or it is good to feel at ease, these days, the world view has been refreshed too quickly, it is difficult to figure it out, how can you really understand it.

In the end, she was talking about the dream and putting it behind her, not thinking about it carefully, and she made something unexplainable about herself, so she simply closed her eyes tightly.

Think about going to school, think about how you should go to school? These days, can I borrow a note from someone for these lessons that have been made up? There is a high probability that there is no ......'

Thinking about the feeling of sleeplessness here, my eyes are a little moist.

Life is really so cruel, even though they used to be sisters who lived in the same dormitory, they kept saying that you and I were good, behind the scenes...

Can't even meet a true friend?

However, in terms of the overall time, I can think about the textbook in general.

These days have been inexplicable.,A strange object attracted the mind.,I'm very irritable.,Didn't really review the homework.,Now think about it, it's really a lot.,I'm afraid to go to school and really suffer a difficulty.,Fortunately, I usually have a good foundation.,Can barely go on.。

However, if you think about it seriously, you don't have that much focus on homework, and you can catch up again with a little effort, but in terms of interpersonal skills, this kind of imagination is really a headache. ’

Let's not talk about what kind of friend or something, it's all nonsense, no one has had a point friendship with anyone for so many years, and I really don't do anything reluctant at this time.

However, the second-generation classmates don't seem to let go of themselves.

Obviously I was hit by a motorcycle for no reason, and my ribs were broken, and I said how unlucky I was, but I turned my head and didn't get any compensation, and I lost my homework for a few months for no reason.

In addition, the second generation said hello in advance in a series of stores where he used to work, and did not recruit himself, and did any work obviously with the intention of 'killing everything'.

Can it be regarded as messing with the other party?

It can be said that there is no reason, inexplicable, and even somewhat innocent.

But this time, the mind is so easy to say clearly, don't you still make a mistake when you say it, if you dodge it at that time, you won't provoke such a big thing, turn your head and think, I'm afraid that people are complaining about themselves in their hearts, no matter what is right or wrong, I'm afraid that I have been thinking about how to retaliate in my heart.