His eye circles were not hit, but were caused by a severe lack of sleep.

I was concerned, "What's wrong with you?" What happened in the few days I was away? ”

The fat man was about to cry, and complained to me: "Don't mention it, that rat is like a psychopath, and he gets up at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night and sings a little song!" The golden songs of the 70s, the eight cows that ran the tune couldn't pull it back! And he sings so skillfully that my neighbors can't hear him, but I just happen to hear it! ”

Before I could speak, the fat man added, "That's not all, when he's done singing enough, he knocks on the door of my room and asks me to cook noodles for him." If I don't cook noodles for him, he'll sit in front of me and sing. And...."He told me in one breath that he vomited a lot of bitter water

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