"What color are your panties?"

The voice is soft and soft. The tail note rises. Full of freshness and fullness. The ruffian tone of the baff upwards.

Many, many years after that. An Ran and Jiang Jieyun went from friends to lovers to husband and wife. A certain bastard friend lover's husband really teased her with this question.

Thereupon. Thanks to this good friend's lover's husband's bastard. Enron had countless opportunities constantly. Repeatedly. I thought about it endlessly. Reflecting. Tossing and turning. To the sky. to the earth. Asked the angel sisters who flew around and the gods and Buddhas from all walks of life countless times...... Why did she suddenly come out of thin air with such a strange remark that made people speechless and cry first......

Why......

Why......

Why......

……

After n years n many times. After a lot of meticulous and serious scratching of the wall after a crazy analysis and argument. Enron believes that the occurrence of this tragic incident was roughly influenced by two reasons.

First of all. This is probably the sequelae of the networm. Absolute.

When I was a webworm in my last life. A certain dry girl spends her days soaking on the webpage. Mixed in the forums. Commenting on gossip under various online articles. It is a matter of course that you will get the sequelae of the networm.

Netizens joke that meat and vegetarian food are often taboo. Not like in life. will be afraid that the other party is a man. It's still a woman. It's older. Still young.

There are too many illusory elements of communication in the network. The age of the other party is not accurate. Gender is not accurate. Occupation, identity, appearance, nationality, skin color, etc. are not accurate.

Even the species. That's hard to say.

Isn't there such a saying?

You know if it's a person or a dog sitting on the other end of the network.

So. I dare to make any joke. Most people can laugh it off. Entertaining.

And questions like "what color are your panties?" It's so pediatric. Eleven or twelve-year-old pink and tender little Lori can pout her lips. The face does not change color and returns to the previous sentence. My panties are pink with lace oh dear~

The person who makes this kind of joke is not necessarily a little ruffian with a cigarette in his mouth, a dead otaku with unkempt hair, or a lewd uncle with a middle-aged beer belly. It's probably a shy little girl who blushes as soon as she speaks. The middle-aged aunt who just returned from the vegetable market. It could even be an old woman who has just taken off her dentures and soaked them in a glass of water.

In real life. These people obviously couldn't even think of being killed. It is impossible to make such a joke to the acquaintances around you.

However, the Internet, which seems to exist outside of reality, gives people countless courages.

But at the same time. It has also caused countless ...... Blunder......

Many people separate the Internet from reality. Think of a network as a network. Life is life. There is no connection between the two-dimensional and the three-dimensional. I don't like to let the two affect each other.

But in fact. How could it be unrelated.

Don't say anything else. Mixed up on the web. Sometimes there is some habitual thinking. From time to time from the head. It slipped out of his mouth.

A lot of things that I would never say in my life when I wasn't on the Internet. There are also a lot of mistakes. In the case of yang and yin. Inertia rushed out. This also creates a lot of embarrassing jokes. There are many such jokes and examples on the Internet.

But. This reason is secondary.

It is still very likely that the sequelae of the networm will recur in the first year after rebirth. But she's been reborn for years. No previous recurrence. Why did you suddenly have a convulsive relapse now?

Uncle Benshan said it well. Water is active. Trees have roots. Everything happens for a reason.

Therefore. An Ran felt that the reason why her sequelae of the networm suddenly recurred was also inducing. She was stimulated by the beating. The condition will come on suddenly many years after rebirth. Cold. The brain relapses as if it had been stuffed by a ball.

Thereupon. This second reason comes in.

Jiang Jieyun, the bastard bastard, has been teasing her on the phone lately. Come. Girl. Give me a smile.

At first, An Ran was like a girl from a good family who was angry after being molested. The "righteous madness" "bah" went back. After a few times. This guy is still the same. Rogue games are played with relish. Never get tired of it.

Enron was angry. So he decided to deal with this kind of shameless guy and could only fight poison with poison. Simply and neatly. "Angry and strong" went back to the teasing. Come. Foodie. Give my sister a smile.

Of course, a foodie is not reconciled. Be sure to flirt back.

A certain chef is naturally unwilling. Be sure to flirt back.

It's just teased. Molestation in the past. One comes and goes. Three flirtatious and five flirtatious. made a certain reborn person's sequelae of the networm sick......

Therefore. Get to the root of it. Enron will naturally and suddenly come up with such an earth-shattering "bold statement". The main responsibility is still on Jiang Jieyun, the culprit of the bastard. Absolute......

Again. Recall the context of the time. Enron felt deeply. I would have come up with such a sentence. was completely induced and "encouraged" by Jiang Jieyun's guilt. Obviously talking about serious things. But he mixed two points of evil spirit with eight points of serious tone. I also said vigorously. Ask with confidence. Boldly asked. It doesn't matter. Hurry up and ask.

He said so. She's naturally bold. Suffocation of inertia. The result was careless. It's not the right way. Bad walks are holding back such a shocking question.

Say he's the culprit. And wronged him.

Not wronged. Absolute.

There are also a few others. Relatively minor reasons. Like what. The head suddenly short-circuited. The nerves suddenly misaligned. The brain was suddenly struck by a thunderbolt. Sudden disability of the central nervous system...... Cough. Wait a minute. Wait a minute. The reason for that is quite complicated. Absolute......

The analysis is done tracing the cause. Now pull the camera back to this north wind howling. Snow is falling. A night of convulsions.

Cen Lonely. Absolutely, absolutely high quality.

The people on both ends of the telephone line were as if they had been struck by a divine thunderbolt. Words can't. Immobile. Brain waves dance with the north wind. Fly with the falling snow. Good half a day. It's grown so big. The first time it was honest. A certain foodie, who was so ruthless and so ruthless, finally regained his sense of autonomy with strong nerves. After pondering the powerful and rich inner meaning of this sentence in your mind. He couldn't help but blink. Blinked again. Then, slowly, stiffly, he took the phone away from his ear. I raised it in front of me and took a closer look.

It's his phone. That's right.

It's not a futuristic high-tech product like an extraterrestrial radio receiver.

This was determined. He held the phone back to his ear. Feed gently. "Enron."

He felt that he had to carefully determine whether the person on the other end of the line was actually naughty, albeit occasionally naughty. But most of the time, An Xiaoran, who is still a little introverted and shy. Don't be impersonated by some bold and unrestrained female hooligan.

Chef Ann has asked such a terrifying sentence since he asked. He made himself scorched on the outside and tender on the inside. The blood tank is emptied. All that was left was a shrive, flattened piece of human skin, fluttering and messy like fallen leaves in the wind. I was stunned for a long time before I began to slowly come back to my senses. Then the face began to change color like colorful neon. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple jumps lively. The conversion doesn't stop.

There are a lot of things in my head. There are all kinds of tangles in the chest. Groups of grass and mud horses are running wildly in their hearts. All of them are spitting out words. Yelling:

Let me die.

Let me die......

Let me die......

And she herself was still like she had been spelled. Freeze in place. Motionless. I can't even blink my eyelids.

When Jiang Jieyun called out her name. She had been tossed by the massive divine beasts in her heart. Exhausted. The wood brain responded. "Hmm."

Jiang Jieyun listened to the voice that was like a gossamer. The corners of the mouth began to climb up little by little. Continue to ask seriously. "An Xiaoran himself."

"It's like a fake. False one pays ten. An Ran continued to murmur. Broken jars are broken.

Jiang Jieyun's voice gradually darkened with a smile. "Say so. That question was indeed asked by you. And not someone pretending to ask. Well. ”

"Yes."

Chef Ann poured some oil on his face. Add some chopped green onions. Sprinkle with peppercorns. The heat is already choking. There is a tendency to be embarrassed. The answer was magnificent. Gaba is crispy and fast.

"Oh......" Jiang Jieyun smiled and raised his voice. In an instant, it was pressed down in a low voice. The magnetic, captivating cello voice is once again gorgeous. "Since An Xiaoran wants to know the color of my underwear so much. With such a good relationship between the two of us. I'm not good at hiding my secrets. Be generous with your desires. Now ......" voice lengthened again. Raised. "I'm going to announce the answer. My panties are white ......"

Jiang Jieyun has twists and turns. The ridicule of singing and sighing is like a fire. Suddenly, it burned from An Ran's face to his brain. The fire is majestic. She hadn't been completely repaired in a moment. Completely smoke strike.

Thereupon. Enron was under all kinds of shame and anger. I just want to decisively strangle and strangle Jiang Jieyun, who is not in a hurry. Shameful voice. All of a sudden. I really can't think about it much. All with a sense of indignation. From the bottom of the heart to the trachea and then to the larynx. Suddenly, it exploded like a thunderbolt. "I don't need you to say it. I know. ”

I know.

I know......

I know......

……

As soon as this is said. Immediately, a series of huge echoes like hollow valley echoes reverberated in the ears of the two of them. Repeatedly. Endlessly.

There was dead silence again in the line. Only the unsteady murmur of electricity and the erratic breathing of the two men.