"Hey~ another inexplicable thing!come~come~come~come~crawl~!" I beckoned the bird in the posture of beckoning a dog.

"I can't die... The bird resisted.

"Good ~ come on~" My black hand beckoned it slowly, it still ignored me, so, I stood up and walked into the house, sunburned it, there is no night in this area, see that I don't kill you, I walked slowly, walked to the door, only to see it fly over.

"Brother, I'm wrong!" the bird couldn't stand it and hugged my legs, and the feathers stuck to my legs, it felt so hot.

"Huh, come in!"

So I took it into my garbage room, and the whole room was dark, and I turned on the light, and I saw a bed, and there was a flatbread on the bed, and the bird pounced on the flatbread like crazy, thinking that it was a white bed.

"It's so comfortable!It's cold~" the bird sighed.

"It's good to be comfortable!" I closed the door, and the room was so narrow that I could only get in with my legs, sometimes jamming my legs.

I sat on the chair next to the bed, opened the notebook again, and wrote again: Live well.

Suddenly, the flatbread woke up, rolled over and crushed the bird under it.

"Eh, eh, this ... Can you still move。。。 The bird pecked the flatbread a few times, and the flatbread really jumped, "What's underneath me。。。。。。 "Flatbread sat up, turned around and hit me, and my mouth was crooked...

"Are you sincere and can't get along with me?" I shouted angrily.

At this time, the flatbread stood up and turned around, and could not see a small bird printed on the back, pointed at me and shouted, "If it wasn't you, who would it be!"

I saw that the flatbread began to flicker and flicker

"Me, what's wrong with me. Flatbread shouted.

"How do I know! If I knew, I'd have picked you up. My own memories are dwindling day by day, and I may have forgotten you by then... I said blankly.

In the calm room, full of flickering of aura, there is also cold desolation, I clenched my head,

I'm not a genius and I'm not trash... It's just that you don't understand me.

Suddenly, the feeling was gone, and my mind went blank.

The whole brain seems to be blurred, only I am in this blank braincase, my body is indeed changed into white clothes, and there will be white paper fish flying into my hand at any time, this feeling, as if I only feel cold.

The heart is a monologue of the self, and in the end there is nothing to say, my memory... No....

"Who are you?" I said, standing up.

“！！！！！”

As soon as I said this, the flatbread suddenly disappeared into the room with me and the bird.

As soon as I went in, I didn't know where it was, and when I fell down, I only felt very comfortable, where the hell is this place?

"Little friend!"

An old man with a white beard called me, but I had two dolls in my hand, one like a flatbread and the other like a bird.