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"A thirty-year-old man is like a dandelion, a gust of wind, and if he says he is bald, he will be bald."

Mu Nanzhi didn't need to open his eyes to know what kind of strange pajamas Zoe was wearing, holding sparkling water on the yoga mat in the dormitory that had almost faded, and complaining about the leader of his internship unit. and the expression of seeing death as home, it often makes the elementary school girl who comes to sell micro-business products mistakenly think that she is a mental patient who has mixed into the girls' dormitory, of course, they do suspect it. But in fact, she just hates iron and steel, exercising the three rivers on her lower abdomen that have not been flooded.

However, Zoe's complaint, in Mu Nanzhi's opinion, a twenty-year-old college student who is poor and white is not even as good as a dandelion. After all, dandelions are bald for sowing, and if they are bald, it really has nothing to do with sowing.

She lay on the bed and echoed in a daze.

Actually, Mu Nanzhi was not such a pessimistic woman, but because she had just broken up with Chen You, she was in a bad mood, so she self-punished for skipping school for an afternoon, and then poured four bottles of old snow beer in her stomach. Although the clear mind was not affected in the slightest, those poisonous tongue talent points that were very similar to Zoe were all stimulated.

Sometimes, she even suspects that Zoe has done everything possible to move in the same dormitory with her, not because they both have rare synaesthesia, but because of the same level of complaining skills.

However, the difference is that there is no missing bullet in the zoe bullet, and Mu Nanzhi is a squib.

What made Mu Nanzhi angry was that those high-concentration alcohols, after being soaked and processed in her northeast stomach and intestines, disappeared after being baptized in the bathroom with several thunders and heavy rains.

What's even more odious is that the only roll call this semester made Mu Nanzhi, who was the only one who was absent from class, catch up.

For her series of behaviors with post-lovelorn syndrome, according to another roommate Xiaobei, the male protagonist not only will not fall in love with the heroine again, but it is very likely that because of her domineering alcohol and unlucky talent, she will change from a sharp blade to a scissor, or be sued by the heroine in court, and then bloody find out that her bizarre life experience and the nepotism between the heroine has turned thousands of times.

Of course, this is in her, and the plot of this vulgar 8 o'clock TV series will never happen. Because in the world where she exists in computer documents, the experiences of the heroes and heroines are even more bloody. The male protagonist is always the kind of jack sue who will kiss domineeringly when he is sober and exit the house when he is drunk. The heroine is always like her, delicate and frail, soft and cute elementary school scum.

In Zoe's words, Becky's, like strawberry-flavored cat litter, makes people love and hate, and even in the middle of the night, when no one is around, they will secretly lick it as a substitute for high-calorie ice cream.

Mu Nanzhi woke up from a dream of a large cluster of dandelions.

When she woke up, she only felt that her surroundings were hot, accompanied by a smell of cool oil. It was quiet, and she closed her eyes and guessed that Xiaobei and Zoe must have broken the wind oil essence, and then locked the bedroom door and went to the bathroom hand in hand.

She could understand that their purpose was simple, so simple that they only wanted to rid the bedroom of the insects, only to forget that she was still asleep in the airtight curtains.

It's nothing, after all, she and Zoe once smoked Xiaobei on a May Day holiday in the same way.

Mu Nanzhi clearly remembered that when she returned to the dormitory with the tourist souvenirs, Xiaobei calmly put on the mask and coded the words, a ragdoll cat that Zoe's boyfriend asked Zoe to help take care of, how sad she was at her feet.

According to Zoe, this was done to help him wean himself off catnip. Of course, the result was that the Ragdoll almost quit eating, and the owner of the Ragdoll made a big deal about Zoe.

In Mu Nanzhi's eyes, the taste of cool oil is indeed similar to the taste of mint or even catnip, which is the appearance of the sea with white waves, or the green forest studded with diamonds.

This synaesthesia of smell and sight would be a little nice if it was placed in normal times.

I always feel that the whole world is shrouded in the small fresh filter of the 12th Japanese system, and the indescribable pure beauty. Those young boys and girls who are just beginning to fall in love hide under the camphor tree next to the plastic runway, wearing white and blue school uniforms, whispering, like the cover of a beautiful girl's magazine, and like a green forest full of fairy tales and demons, a careless, the god of love Cupid will take Peter Pan's hand in the ice blue forest, kiss affectionately, and then fall in love forever.

But if these scenes appear in the early morning when you wake up, or at night after lying in bed and turning off the lights, it will only give people goosebumps all over your body, or run to the bathroom again and again.

"Zoe, is this your new mask? How can the taste be so touching. Mu Nanzhi turned over, only to feel that the smell was getting stronger and stronger.

She couldn't help but sneeze and opened her eyes.

A pair of eyes as bright as stars fell into her eyes without warning.

The plump golden peak, the almost perfect contour and skin, and the strong mint aroma are all close at hand, but illusory as if floating in the sky.

If you use Xiaobei's words, a person with such a good appearance must be the book-spirit male protagonist who tore open the comics and escaped from the book.

When Mu Nanzhi was immersed in the beautiful scene brought to her by synaesthesia, the boy's slightly stunned expression made her feel that something was wrong.

She secretly pinched herself with her nails, and the boy in front of her looked like new, but instead of disappearing, he provoked his red lips and smiled at her.

If it weren't for such a strange situation, she would definitely think that the little tiger teeth looming at the corners of her mouth were evil and cute.

Suddenly, the boy stuck out his tongue and licked her cheek gently.

"Ahh

Mu Nanzhi got off the bed vigorously, wiped the saliva stuck to his face with his sleeve with one hand, and quickly picked up Zoe's strange-shaped glass with one hand, and shouted at the boy in front of him who was rubbing his head with his hands and his expression was painful: "You, who are you?" How did you get in? What are you doing? ”

Oh, fatal three questions.

Before the boy in front of him could answer, Zoe and Becky pushed open the dormitory door with their lunches, followed by a few art elementary school girls.

"Oh, Nanzhi, is this your new boyfriend? Wow, you ......" Xiao Bei's eyes were full of peach heart and Mu Nanzhi and the boy in front of him who was in good shape, frowning and rubbing the back of his head.

Mu Nanzhi hurriedly waved at them, and moved in front of them vigilantly, waving the thin glass in his hand, and continued to confront the boy in front of him.