Author: Miao Sister

The girl I love

If someone has already said it, swallow it again. Human emotions are not reliable, and human emotions are the result of a sharp or slow response of the brain.

Somyung hadn't spoken for three days, and the challenges facing her were hunger and cold war. She didn't speak for three days and didn't want to eat for three days, and naturally no one fed her. Rice is something you want to do or not, and it has to do with others, but it doesn't matter much.

Sunlight spilled into the corner of the window, spilling into the room along a gap, Shuming was playing with his mobile phone, swiping up the screen and looking at the boring message, Shuming fell in love with a huge pink bear. "It's so cute." Sook Ming thought to herself. It was early autumn, and the leaves outside the house were sallow. Occasionally, there are already a few leaves that can't hold up, and they fall when the wind blows. The man outside the house is sliding on a skateboard and wearing headphones, a man with dancing hair and a man with a flying figure. Zhongshan Shanxi wore a tie and looked like he was going to school. Black and white.

The school bus was filled with uniformed elementary and junior high school students, some of whom looked out of the window with a meaningful expression, while others were talking about the interesting events of yesterday on the school bus, whimpering and joking.

Sook Ming was in the room trying to free himself. Got up lazily from the bed, with a long white leg, but the word white was not very visible in the room. But it's just long and thin, thin and soft. The curvature of the back is like the hair of a white-haired witch on the Tianshan Mountains, and the slender neck is like a poisonous flower in the primeval forest, making men look poisoned. Sitting on the toilet, the light is dim but light and dark. The wooden lattice door neatly divides the shadows into seven zebra crossings, reflecting on the lazy hair of Shuming's beautiful and moving. She was in a daze, the room was quiet but not very quiet, and she could faintly hear the sound of cars running outside the window and the quiet sound of walking upstairs.

Suddenly, a teenager in a suit burst into the window, stepped on skateboard shoes, and went straight to the toilet to lift Shuming from the toilet and kiss her. The deep tongue was stretched into the throat and stirred, Shuming was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, he was already with the man.

Shuming woke up from bed with a wit, and it turned out to be a dream. She still has her phone in her hand, and it's still the cute little bear in it. Only then did Shuming calm down and put his phone aside.

I don't know how long it took for Shuming to open her slender and bright eyes, and found that there was a man next to her with his arm around his waist, but one leg was also between his legs. The man was quietly reading a paper book spread out in this black-lit house. It doesn't seem to be a dream, and Shuming doesn't know if the man came in from a dream or jumped in through the window and kissed her. Sookmyung was dizzy. The man was the man with the middle hair who jumped out of the window and skateboarded.

The sound of boiling water, Shuming stood with her back back, and the coffee was poured into the cup drop by drop. Back of Jiaona.

Sitting on the bed with his legs crossed and his knees, the coffee was not too hot and was not drunk aside. Most of the time, the cup of coffee will not be remembered until the next day. His eyes stared affectionately at the small videos on his phone, swiping them one by one. Sook Ming was sleepy, and then lay down again. One bed per person. The man just now happened to be a dream?

The autumn wind is bleak, and a few leaves are blown off. Pedestrians outside the house walked slowly, the sun gradually warmed up at ten o'clock, and the old man walked slowly in a cold-proof suit, looking a little cold. I breathe hot air in my mouth, and I breathe evenly and at a steady pace. A man with a briefcase next to the old man hurriedly overtook him, leaving the old man far behind. The old man looked at the river flowing in the distance and sighed that life was beautiful.

Shuming stood in front of the window with his back to watch the autumn leaves fall one by one. The girl's eyes are very beautiful, and her demeanor is like a boat at sunset, silhouette in the twilight of the sunset. Behind the woman, there was a quiet light, just like the aroma of meat emitted from the meat bun, just like the agility of hairy crabs that still have signs of life when they are not steamed.

The woman licked the edge of her lips. With the tongue. The eye watched as a fluttering leaf, slowly falling, flipping, flipping, a gentle glide, another flip, another flip, this time a smaller one to the right, the leaves were flying, landing on the ground. The girl's lips are moist, and she licked it herself just now, and it has nothing to do with me. A particularly quiet wind blew a corner of her skirt. How can there be wind in the room? It turned out that the wind outside the window blew down a wall in a narrow corner, and leaned against the wall below, and the wall reflected the wind that had just blown into the girl's skirt. Because the wind was gentle, I didn't have time to lift the skirt, and I had no strength, so I only lifted the skirt little by little. Little by little. It's like a cat's whiskers, little by little.

Sook Ming thought of her grandmother. Grandma's cooking was delicious, Shuming closed her eyes, and recalled the last and last time when her grandmother happily cooked a table full of food for her. Shuming stood by the windowsill with her eyes still closed, but she was thinking about something in her heart, which was completely different from being in a daze with her eyes closed. It's like that, imagine it's like that.

I picked up a piece of meat in my mind.

Shuming lay flat on her side on the bed, and under the pillow was a soft pillow, twenty-five centimeters high. The silky and soft thin quilt covered half of the body, and the other three-quarters of the body was exposed, and the sunlight on the body was only three thirds, and the curtains blocked a lot of light from entering.

Shuming flipped his right hand, his fate. The healthy dot line is very healthy, happy and relieved, and looking left and right at the back of the palm of the hand. I thought it was still very well maintained, otherwise I would get a tan. Fortunately, it was autumn that came, otherwise I would have to go out and dry again. Suddenly, a cold wind from the air conditioner blew, slowly blowing on the back, first insisted on a few gusts of wind, it was really a little cold before reluctantly turning over and pulling the quilt up with all his strength two centimeters, the quilt was not heavy at all, but Shuming just didn't have the strength. Still lazy.

The temperature of the air conditioner was symbolically adjusted upwards by one degree. I looked at my phone, swiped a car, a house with a sea view, a small villa, a bear, some milk tea and a few cute handmade cookies.

Putting down the phone, Shuming turned around and fell asleep. On the back of her phone case is a big God of Wealth, get rich, please. With her chin in her mouth, she twisted a few times and fell asleep.

At about eleven o'clock in the morning, the clock suddenly stopped, and it shook from side to side a few times before it remained motionless.

As soon as today passed, it was the fourth day that she hadn't eaten.