The biggest advantage of days is that they fill people with time in repetition, so that people have no time to stay in a certain period of time, or secretly happy or melancholy.

Since then, there has never been any discussion between Fifth Mo and Luo Wusheng about 'Waiting'. Luo Wusheng and Fifth Mo's life has returned to the beginning, except for three meals a day, they basically spend the rest of their time in the study, either reading and writing, or painting.

For the fifth ink, such days have long been accustomed to since childhood, and they can be regarded as fulfilling. But compared to Luo Wusheng, such days are inevitably a little boring, after all, a modern person, no matter how much he loves to read, after all, he will not soak in the pile of books every day, he still has to use his mobile phone to chat, browse the web, and play games to be fulfilling.

In addition, reading, writing, and painting are all done by the fifth ink, and she is only responsible for grinding ink, watching, pouring tea, and watching, and then grinding, watching, pouring tea, and watching......

After Luo Wusheng spent a few days living like this, she finally couldn't resist the level of boredom and couldn't stand it anymore. She picked up the scissors and red paper and began to cut the window grilles.

Although the people here don't know what window flowers are at all, and although there are very few window flowers she can cut and look up, it is much better than holding those half-literate books and gnawing for a long time, but still staying on the first page.

"Grinding ink ......" Fifth Ink was copying the article, and suddenly found that there was no ink, so he inertly ordered in a cold voice.

Luo Wusheng was carefully cutting the window flower in her hand, because she didn't pay much attention to the tone of Wu Mo's speech, she didn't raise her head and replied quickly: "Wait, I have this little loss left......

Hearing Luo Wusheng's voice, Fifth Mo was suddenly surprised, Fifth Mo was glad that Luo Wusheng didn't notice how unfriendly the tone of his speech just now was, fortunately she was focused on her own concentration at the moment, and he was also blaming himself for his carelessness.

Fifth Mo didn't say anything, but put down the pen and walked to Luo Wusheng, wanting to take a closer look at what kind of interesting thing Luo Wusheng was focusing on cutting window flowers.

Luo Wusheng was scissors on the most critical and difficult part, and suddenly felt a black shadow pressing over, so he wanted to look up to see who was so idle, who happened to see the fifth ink was magnified many times, "Ahhh

Luo Wusheng looked at Fifth Mo with complaining eyes, "Childe, don't you know that people are scared to death?"

Looking at Luo Wusheng's resentful little eyes, Fifth Mo, who wanted to step forward to care about Luo Wusheng, stepped back, returned to the desk and sat down, and replied disappreciatively: "I am stupid, and I blame others." ”

The way Fifth Mo spoke, Luo Wusheng hated it so much, if his eyes could kill people, I am afraid that Fifth Mo had died no less than a hundred times. However, after all, the fifth ink is the master, thinking about this, Luo Wusheng withdrew his resentful attention, and instead raised his mouth, "Hmph, I'm too lazy to take care of you." ”

Luo Wusheng looked at his fingers, no longer emitting red balls, and no longer hypocritical, but picked up a new piece of red paper and folded it.

Seeing that Luo Wusheng was so reasonable and didn't argue, Fifth Mo was a little uncomfortable, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "You've been here for almost four months, haven't you?

The meaning of the fifth Mo's words is not only that Luo Wusheng is stupid, but also that she is not good at work.

Hearing Fifth Mo's words, Luo Wusheng's temper couldn't help it no matter how good it was. Luo Wusheng threw the red paper in his hand into the carton, raised his head directly and threw a rather sharp look at the fifth ink: "Childe, are you very idle?"

This is Luo Wusheng, the fifth ink stall spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and then returned very meaninglessly: "As you can see, not idle." ”

"Oh. Luo Wusheng stood up, no longer looking at the fifth ink, but walked straight towards the door.

Luo Wusheng's behavior confused the fifth ink who wanted to have fun with Luo Wusheng on the side, "Stop." ”

Luo Wusheng stopped his pace, pulled the corners of his mouth to his ear, slowly turned around, tilted his head to look at Fifth Mo, and asked with his eyes: What's the matter?

Fifth Mo shrugged his shoulders unconsciously and responded, "What are you going to do?"

"Hehe..."After Luo Wusheng laughed dryly, the corners of her mouth that were about to be pulled to the sky finally returned to their original position, and she replied expressionlessly: "I'll go and tell the kitchen to cook less salted duck eggs from tonight's dinner." ”

Fifth Mo often heard some strange words from Luo Wusheng's mouth, and over time, he understood where the point in Luo Wusheng's strange words was, and when he heard Luo Wusheng's answer, Fifth Mo almost choked himself without spitting. He knew that he would not be able to bargain if he continued, so he picked up the book and said, "Come back and sharpen the ink." ”

Luo Wusheng raised a small gesture of victory in his heart, but he walked to the desk indifferently and sharpened the ink.

Life is constant, and there will always be some different episodes in the repetition.

As the winter gets deeper and deeper, the weather is getting colder and colder, but the sky in this city does not have the warm sun of the year, and there are no unique seasons.

Fifth Mo stood outside the door, feeling the dampness and coldness in the air, his shoulders couldn't help but tighten, and the cloak behind him dispelled most of the cold he had just felt.

Luo Wusheng was holding his feet to put on a cloak for the Fifth Ink, and he had already reprimanded the Fifth Ink hundreds of times in his heart: Grandma, you want to blow the wind, can you wear warm clothes and blow the wind again, in case you catch a cold, do you want me to serve? Don't even think about it......

Fifth Mo turned around with this warm touch, and saw Luo Wusheng who was trying to put on a cloak for him, the warmth in his heart couldn't help but overflow, and he smiled at Luo Wusheng, that smile was much warmer than the sun in the sky.

Fifth Mo's smile made Luo Wusheng a little embarrassed, her hands left his shoulders, she smiled a little embarrassed, "Hehehehehe......" She stood beside Fifth Mo with unconsciously swaying her hands, just like the Fifth Mo just now, looking at the scene of green in the cold winter in front of her.

Luo Wusheng is a northerner, and even if he leaves home, the place he goes to is also northern. In her understanding, winter should be the withering and hibernation of all things, and the greenery in front of her is rarely seen in winter, "This kind of winter is very good." As she spoke, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, as if she wanted to suck this winter into her body.