But she still spared no effort to promote her best friend character to others, and naturally understood that what she wanted was not my approval, but the knowledge of others.

Maybe this is worthy of her redoubled hospitality, and suddenly found that she was generous, is this the commonality of leadership.

Actually, no, I used to always tell Xiaomei, "If I am bitten by a dog, I will definitely not bite back." "The only difference is that I have a dog myself.

I often say to myself that this is also living up to my original intention. I don't know how Xiaomei will feel when she hears it. I'm afraid I'm thinking too much about it, and she may be more obsessed with what kind of combination will make the word "good" more hilarious!

That kind of selflessness and greed, I don't know that I think we are about to separate, and we are at the end of the world.

After the lights went out, the original fiery feelings increased unabated, as if the darkness only covered the shame and made the catharsis more unscrupulous.

When I woke up, it was just dawn, and I glanced at Xiaomei, who was sleeping soundly in my arms, and then closed my eyes and continued to sleep. It's like holding a pillow on weekdays, and there is no disobedience in perception.

In a daze, I felt someone gently remove my arm, and I opened my eyes again just in time to meet Xiaomei's eyes, and then I smiled and hugged her into my arms again.

"Du Ruolan, you disciple, let go quickly, otherwise I'll call it!"

"Your name, can you wait? Ha ha! Hey! Seems to be bigger than before? ”

"You little prodigal hoof, you haven't touched enough in one night, have you? If you rub it again, it will break the skin!" With that, she pushed me away and slipped out of bed to freshen up.

I reclined on the bed face out, lazily continuing to gag with her. Because I was working the night shift today, I wasn't in a hurry to get up.

The moment Xiaomei left the room, the happiness that was full just now immediately disappeared, just like the collapse of the wave function.

If you haven't experienced it, it's really hard to describe that state of mind in words alone, and I think the so-called understanding in Buddhism is this kind of last resort!

Maybe it's just a moment, maybe it's ten minutes, in short, I have no concept of time at all when I'm in a daze.

So if I didn't look at the wall clock on the wall, I wouldn't have been able to tell if Mei's departure happened just before or a long time ago.

Time hung on the wall next to it, but most of the time I didn't want to look up, as if time would stop there as long as I didn't look.

I often complain about time and why I am in such a hurry, and often there is only a trance between the rising sun and the infinite sunset.

Most of the time I don't know what to do except in a trance.

But all the necessary daily operations, even brushing my teeth and washing my face, I was in a hurry, but who knows what I did all this time I saved.

I was still lying on the bed, still not looking up at the time, and just as I was about to remind myself of something, my eyelids closed immediately.

I didn't have time to mumble, "I'm going to fall asleep." "It wasn't long before I thought I should squint a little longer.

This thought, on the contrary, sobered up, and I was going to put the book I thought I was still holding in my hand on the table at the bedside. While I was asleep, I kept thinking about the book I had just read.

It's just that the idea is a little special, and I always feel that the things mentioned in the book, what the Grand View Garden, my sister, my sister, my sister, the spring outing, the poetry club, and the private school, are all directly related to me.

This thought continued for a while until he woke up, and at the moment when he was about to distinguish between dreaming and waking up, his eyelids closed again.

It's like a kind of self-hypnosis, but it's not thorough, and you can only barely continue the dream just now, which seems plausible.

Later, it began to become incomprehensible, as if it was the story of a previous life, after the reincarnation of the selflessness and greed, and those who didn't know thought that we were about to separate, as if we were about to be separated.

After the lights went out, the original fiery feelings increased unabated, as if the darkness only covered the shame and made the catharsis more unscrupulous.

When I woke up, it was just dawn, and I glanced at Xiaomei, who was sleeping soundly in my arms, and then closed my eyes and continued to sleep. It's like holding a pillow on weekdays, and there is no disobedience in perception.

In a daze, I felt someone gently remove my arm, and I opened my eyes again just in time to meet Xiaomei's eyes, and then I smiled and hugged her into my arms again.

"Du Ruolan, you disciple, let go quickly, otherwise I'll call it!"

"Your name, can you wait? Ha ha! Hey! Seems to be bigger than before? ”

"You little prodigal hoof, you haven't touched enough in one night, have you? If you rub it again, it will break the skin!" With that, she pushed me away and slipped out of bed to freshen up.

I reclined on the bed face out, lazily continuing to gag with her. Because I was working the night shift today, I wasn't in a hurry to get up.

The moment Xiaomei left the room, the happiness that was full just now immediately disappeared, just like the collapse of the wave function.

If you haven't experienced it, it's really hard to describe that state of mind in words alone, and I think the so-called understanding in Buddhism is this kind of last resort!

Maybe it's just a moment, maybe it's ten minutes, in short, I have no concept of time at all when I'm in a daze.

So if I didn't look at the wall clock on the wall, I wouldn't have been able to tell if Mei's departure happened just before or a long time ago.

Time hung on the wall next to it, but most of the time I didn't want to look up, as if time would stop there as long as I didn't look.

I often complain about time and why I am in such a hurry, and often there is only a trance between the rising sun and the infinite sunset.

Most of the time I don't know what to do except in a trance.

But all the necessary daily operations, even brushing my teeth and washing my face, I was in a hurry, but who knows what I did all this time I saved.

I was still lying on the bed, still not looking up at the time, and just as I was about to remind myself of something, my eyelids closed immediately.

I didn't have time to mumble, "I'm going to fall asleep." "It wasn't long before I thought I should squint a little longer.

This thought, on the contrary, sobered up, and I was going to put the book I thought I was still holding in my hand on the table at the bedside. While I was asleep, I kept thinking about the book I had just read.

It's just that the idea is a little special, and I always feel that the things mentioned in the book, what the Grand View Garden, my sister, my sister, my sister, the spring outing, the poetry club, and the private school, are all directly related to me.

This thought continued for a while until he woke up, and at the moment when he was about to distinguish between dreaming and waking up, his eyelids closed again.

It's like a kind of self-hypnosis, but it's not thorough, and you can only barely continue the dream just now, which seems plausible.

Later, it began to get puzzling, as if it was a story from a previous life that came to me after a reincarnation.

I began to feel confused, but my mind was still somewhere between waking and dreaming, something inexplicable and literally confusing.