Yao Mupan only came home in the evening, she drank too much last night, she went home today and just ate a meal, and didn't have a few drinks with her father as before.

She opened the door and sat directly on the sofa without turning on the light, rubbing her temples with her hands, she was really a little willful, so willful that when she was willful, others thought she was indulging herself.

It wasn't dark in the room, the outside light shone in through the window, and she leaned against the back of the sofa and could hear the neighbors stir-frying. When she had sat enough, she reached out and turned on the light in the living room, she had to face the darkness alone and the light alone.

The paper that Drinkstone left on the table caught her attention, as if she was afraid of being blown away by the wind, and Drinkstone also found a lighter to press on it.

Yao Mupan picked it up and looked at it and threw it into the trash, daring to love that she was sent back by drinking stones last night, and now the two are clear! However, it is a bit inappropriate to ask for slippers, and he is not his own, can he still live here permanently? It's not that she doesn't have contact information about Drinking Stone, but having it is equal to not having it, because they generally don't have contact.

Yao Mupan turned on the TV and pressed a station casually, which probably seemed to be an emotional program, in which the female guest was talking about her unpleasant experience with her boyfriend.

"I bought a dress in the mall last time and it was very good-looking, kitsch and vulgar! I wore it at home for two days and dangled in front of him, but he didn't see it. I wondered if I didn't look good in this dress, so he was so virtuous, and then I washed it and gave it to my best friend, but he was good, and he began to praise in front of me, 'You see how good people Ye Qing can pick clothes, how beautiful he looks when he wears a chest and a buttocks!'"

The audience below was amused, it's not that every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, but now every family has a wonderful existence.

Yao Mupan changed the channel, there are too many emotional programs now, and I don't know what they want to express to the audience? She has studied education for several years, and she is nothing more than talking about teachers, students, and education, but she doesn't think that such a program can bring more beneficial things to people.

After washing, she lay on the bed and began to scroll through Weibo, there are too many things that happen every day, but she is always occupied by some meaningless things and is on the hot search.

She flipped through for a while, hundreds of pieces of information were difficult to read, she wanted to know if Yingquan sister had been updated recently, and went directly to find out her Weibo, but unfortunately Yingquan was not updated in February. According to her Weibo, it may only be updated once in a few months, and Yao Mupan couldn't help but go to her for a private chat again.

"Girl, when is your birthday? Weibo didn't remind me! “

February Yingquan seemed to be waiting for her message, and replied quickly, "My birthday has passed, and I will wait for next year." “

"Ahh What a pity! I'd like to give you a big gift! Thank you for singing to me last time!"

"Hahaha! I only accept hearts and don't need gifts. In February, Yingquan went to look through Yao Mupan's Weibo, but there was not much information about her, not even a photo.

Weibo retweeted some things she was interested in, such as bloody anime, horror movies..... She went back again, and it didn't make any difference between girls and boys anyway.

"You're so cute! I really want to gossip about you, but forget it when you think about it! I want to maintain my beautiful image, and I want to maintain your image of a pure and beautiful woman in my heart!"

"I'm not the pure beauty you say, I'm charming and moving!"

Yao Mupan has been shaking her feet, and she will be very happy every time she chats with Yingquan, and the corners of her mouth are always raised. February's appearance in her life is like one more Zhou Zhou, a virtual version of a real version! She likes them all and is very satisfied.

The two of them chatted for no more than an hour each time, and there would be intermittent in between, Yao Mupan was so bored that he counted how many words Yingquan sent to himself in February.

“45、46、..... 52! I said fifty-two words today, and there is progress!" Yao Mupan quit Weibo, it's more than ten o'clock now, and she has been sleeping relatively early since she went to work, and she can fall asleep at about eleven o'clock if there are no special circumstances.

She rummaged through her bag for a while before pulling out her headphones, plugging them in, and finding a favorite song that looped until she fell asleep. She didn't know when she was asleep, but she would be swept away by sleepiness when the timer was over.