"Do you have anything else to say?" The woman asked with a sigh as she left a thumb-sized crack in the door. Her hand was on the edge of the door, ready to close the space that was left between them.

Even though the night is so deep, there are many sleepless people. In addition to Xuan Po and this woman, there are also Precious Taoist priests and grandfathers. Although the Rose Taoist controls the red-haired ghost with great power, he is worried about whether he will be able to succeed. Although Grandpa had the guidance of his grandfather's manuscript, he was worried that things would not develop according to the prepared situation. What they didn't expect was that Xuan Po actually fell in love with this female pervert.

There was another insomniac this night, and that was me.

The girl I liked wrote to me that she had dreamed of a fox every night since she received the silver coin from me. The fox stood in the dark, not knowing the color of its fur, but only two fiery red eyes.

Like my own dream of thorny roses, I don't understand the meaning of this dream. It wasn't a good dream, I could only think about it simply.

For Xuanpo, this woman who stayed at his house at night was not necessarily a thorny rose, beautiful and dangerous.

"What else do you have to say? Do you just want to say goodnight to me, or have a good dream, or something? There was a hint of mockery in the woman's tone. Some mean women are like this, if you can't satisfy her wishes, she will make you feel bad with prickly words. The voter can hear the implicit meaning in the woman's words - since I didn't give me the steps just now, don't think about it now.

Once again, Xuanpo's hands lost their strength. It's not much different from the night in the woods, and when you first muster up your courage, you tend to be weak when you carry it out.

The door closed slowly. She left the door with her head bowed, and set up two benches in the hall, and lay on her back on the benches with her hands as pillows. There was a sound of Suo Suo in the house, and the woman was ready to go to bed. The slight footsteps were also heard clearly, as if every step was on his heart.

Xuan Po guessed what the woman across the door was doing at this moment. Is she lying in bed? Did she sleep with her eyes closed? Or is she as sleepless as I am? If she hadn't slept at this time, would she have thought back to the situation over and over again like herself, and would she regret closing the door so resolutely? Will she sneak open the door while he's not looking, hoping for a glimmer of hope?

There was a "bang" in the room, and the Xuan Po quickly sat up from the bench and listened attentively to the situation inside.

Xuan Po heard the woman whispering that the chair was annoying, and it turned out that she accidentally knocked over the chair. He heard a "bang" again, and the woman stood up in the fallen chair. Then there was silence. She didn't hear the bed creaking, nor did she hear the skin rubbing against the sheets. The wooden bed was very old, and the slightest movement would create a rhythmic noise.

But he didn't hear the sounds, could it be that the woman was standing motionless in front of the chair? Was she thinking something, or was she waiting for my reaction? The heart of the chosen woman is hesitant. When she was a child, she experimented by drawing a circle around an ant in a hurry, and the ant would hesitate when it walked around the circle and even get trapped inside for a while, because the ant's sense of smell was disturbed. Xuan Po felt that she was a lost ant at this time, and she didn't know if she should break through this circle, and she didn't know if the path ahead was right. Did the woman just deliberately knock over the chair? Deliberately making a sound to lure me in? She was embarrassed to take the initiative to explain, so she had to use this way to implicitly show me? If I break in at this point, will she refuse to accept it?

If she did accidentally knock over the chair, was it because I was too careful? Wouldn't it be quite embarrassing for me to enter recklessly? Xuan Po's head seemed to have two ant-like tentacles, and she carefully explored and guessed the "circle" in front of her as if she were walking on thin ice.

When he was a child, he also did this thing, taking some food and putting it next to an ant nest to lure the ants inside to come out to eat and carry. He then moved the food to another nearby nest to lead another nest of ants to eat and transport. In this way, the two nests of ants fought over food, and countless people were killed and injured.

His head is now divided into two ant nests, and the two sides are inseparable. With such a chaotic mind, he couldn't sleep at all. He thought of the moon that night, the meadow, the woods, and the girl. I can't afford to lose the opportunity anymore, Xuan Po told herself.

Xuan Po's ass had just left the bench less than a centimeter away when there was another noise in the room.

The woman's footsteps sounded again in his heart, and he walked to the bedside step by step. Then there was the sound of the quilt rubbing that disappointed the Xuan Po very much. The woman fell asleep. Whether the collision was intentional or not, the opportunity has been missed, and nothing will help.

Xuan Po propped her hands on the stiff bench, and her ass was reluctant to sit back on the stool for a long time. The mottled walls loom in the night, and I feel like I am sitting at the bottom of unfathomable water, lonely and desperate. For a while, he sat in a trance in the woods that night, silently waiting for the stars to disperse and leave the morning star in the east alone.

In an instant, the bittersweet and bitter came to my heart.

"Wine, wine......" His hand stretched out weakly in front of him, as if a drowning man was asking for help from the shore, "Wine, wine, wine......" Whenever he felt this in his heart, he needed the rescue of wine the most.

At this time, he didn't think so much anymore, walked directly to the door, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door. The purpose is simple, and the mind will not be burdened. Even his fingers did not flinch before knocking on the door, and even a little arbitrary, but the force was very small. After all, it's late, and the slightly louder sound can be heard by the neighbors.

"What for? They have already fallen asleep. The woman replied inside.

Xuan Po couldn't care so much, and she didn't explain, so she raised her hand and knocked on the door, tuk tuk.

"What are you doing? It's so late and you can't sleep well? The woman complained in the house, but still did not hear her get up and open the door.

"I'm going to drink, and the wine is under that table of eight immortals." Xuan Po touched her nose.

"You pushed hard, and the door didn't close! Stupid! The last word "stupid" is very long and meaningful.

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