After losing my sense of taste and smell, I seem to have cut off some contact with the outside world, and my heart is not so fluctuating, but it is also regrettable.

Even the nosebleeds in the mouth can't taste like rust.

"Oh, how do you open the door?" The roommate struggled to get up from the bed and closed the balcony door.

"Huh?"

"It smells so good," he said.

"Does it smell outside? I just went out and didn't smell any of it?! I exclaimed.

When I was eating, I bought the ramen, which was very strong, but unfortunately it was only delicious. When I eat strange beans at night, I can vaguely taste a little sweetness, and I lose the ability to taste condiments, and at this time, the shortcomings of the beans themselves are not very crispy. I'm really frustrated by this exposure.

Thinking back like this, I'm really stupid, obviously I don't have a sense of taste, and I have to spend five cents more to buy a cage of beef buns, and if I can't taste the taste, I might as well buy a cage of fresh meat buns.

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