Then Ah Si stopped writing, she suddenly felt that the person who tore the big-character poster in the story was also pitiful, he tore the big-character poster and gave it to his daughter-in-law to make the soles of his shoes, and Ah Si also wanted to go to the bulletin board to tear the wanted notice and write an essay.

The corn husk is really bad, the charcoal can't be pulled, it's very slippery, and the words are not square.

"Cluck-la-la-——!" The sound of sticking to the tiles sounded, it was very harsh, Ah Si lifted the mask behind his head, stared at the roof, the golden light on his wrist bent, and the sleeve came out of the serpentine knife.

For a long time she thought out of context

"I feel stealing a word" is talking about a girl like her who is not smart enough. Every time I use a good word, I feel that I am stealing someone's house, and the notebook is full of excerpts from others, and every sentence is dressed in someone's cloak and secretly records the real pain for myself.

"Cluck-la-la-——!" The sound of sticking to the tiles sounded, it was very harsh, Ah Si lifted the mask behind his head, stared at the roof, the golden light on his wrist bent, and the sleeve came out of the serpentine knife.

It was common to stay up until the early hours of the morning every day, but when I came here, as soon as I came at night, as long as there was no one around, I began to get sleepy, which was completely unstoppable, and sometimes Ah Si felt that he had fainted.

Dumplings and vinegar were served.

"That night, the moon was very big, and I ate dumplings." This is for her, Ah Si knows.

"Not you?" Ah Si was surprised. Locked herself in the room at night, Ah Si took out a small bag from her waist, subconsciously looked left and right, and couldn't help but look like a thief, no way, she always felt that people like herself were not worthy of using those words.

At first, Ah Si thought it was the sound of pulling the mask, but the sound turned out to be so steep that Ah Si was shocked, and the sound started above his head and on the roof tiles.

She still has a human life on her hand, Ah Si remembers. When the hunchbacked man's throat was cut by her, Ah Si knew that this was another trouble.

Locked herself in the room at night, Ah Si took out a small bag from her waist, subconsciously looked left and right, and couldn't help but look like a thief, no way, she always felt that people like herself were not worthy of using those words.

Ah Si wrapped a small piece of charcoal in corn husks, and was complacent about the beige corn husks on the table, this is the first line to come here, the first line to this world, haha.

This is called plain paper, and yours are either too expensive or too thick, and you can't afford one

The word "prime". Ah Si wrapped a small piece of charcoal in corn husks, and was complacent about the beige corn husks on the table, this is the first line to come here, the first line to this world, haha.

The moment he put it on, Ah Si felt a chill on his cheeks. This is for her, Ah Si knows.

"That night, the moon was very big, and I ate dumplings." She was disgusted by the man's bare gums, and the smugness with which he had sealed his pockets, and she did not think that such a man would know how to do it in moderation.

And now, she knew trouble was coming. This is for her, Ah Si knows.

"Not you?" Ah Si was surprised. Ah Si wrapped a small piece of charcoal in corn husks, and was complacent about the beige corn husks on the table, this is the first line to come here, the first line to this world, haha.

23.224.255.55,23.224.255.55; 0; pc; 4; Grinding Iron Literature Ah Si adjusted the four holes on the mask in the mirror, and felt that this mask was good there, but the eye spacing was a little open, and Ah Si's face was small, and his face was a little unopenable.

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