042 Brother, I'm out of love!
"It's been a night, can anyone tell me why I can't read a single one after a night!"
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He thought, putting in the last disc.
γDisaster in the Bathγ
[Performer: Ryuzawa Ulla Lori]
Luo San: "Looking at the name, it's a bit reliable." β
"This is a treasure that the shopkeeper pulled me to tell me. β
He no longer dares to fantasize about beautiful women in his mind now, he only thinks about even a woman!
Who can know his suffering this night?
Don't worry about his body!
What is the concept of sitting in front of a TV and watching 10,000 discs in one sitting?
In fact, the words of the beautiful woman are forgotten.
Even if you're wearing clothes.
The problem is that all the special cheats!
It's either a puddle or a children's rocker.
It's either a slap in the face or no picture.
And all of them have a tempting name!
I finally touched a plate that I thought was the best, and sure enough, it was a yellow plate!
The yellow screen flashed for hours.
The past is unbearable!
Luo San burst into tears and pressed the DVD's playback switch.
"Damn, I'm not alive!"
In the picture is the scene of several big men rubbing each other's backs in the bath.
Luo San completely collapsed.
It was also at this time that Luo San understood the facts.
I was really cheated......
......
Another morning, another good day. Luo San, who had not slept all night, swollen two big circles, opened the window to look out of the window, lit a cigarette and thought about the philosophy of life.
Ay......
Pitted again.
Once again, I was inexplicably tossed all night.
Trust between people is slipping, so what is left between people?
Is it cunning? or greed......
Is it desire, or is human nature distorted......
Why did the puppy downstairs die violently, and why did there be a cry of breath in the middle of the night.
Is it moral decay or loss of humanity.
......
"Salty radish is not a concern. What does it have to do with you? β
The blue fat man hung the eyes of a dead fish, and his fat body fluttered past, looking at Luo San with disdain.
Luo San was stunned.
Just as he wanted to reply, a sudden scene made him freeze.
He didn't care about the blue fat man's words.
And under his nose.
Something he had barely imagined was happening.
Luo San took a sharp puff of his cigarette.
Maintain the original posture......
Watching the sexy beautiful landlady downstairs walk to the luxury car with an old man in her arms, he jerked in his heart.
The beautiful landlady pulled down her sunglasses, glanced at Luo San intentionally or unintentionally, smiled slightly, walked to the cab, and stepped away from the accelerator.
Luo San's brain buzzed.
Don't dare to say anything about the prairie, after all, the landlord has not established any relationship with him.
But the landlord has always been Luo San's favorite object, and even for Luo San, he can watch from a distance and cannot be blasphemed.
It's simply the presence of a goddess.
Seeing this scene now, it can be said to be a slap in the face!
All the previous images have collapsed.
No wonder the beautiful landlady has such a large seat at a young age, a three-story yard and a car!
Could it be this old man?
Luo San clenched his fists.
A lot of pain welled up in my heart.
Amusing!
......
Absurd!
......
Comical!
......
He ran to the table and jerked the drawer open.
I glanced at the stone I took back from the cultivation realm again, and on it was the name of the beautiful landlord carved by my own hand!
He has been preparing to give it away one day.
It doesn't matter if she doesn't accept it, it's a pity that she didn't confess, only if she makes it, can it be regarded as an explanation of his unrequited love for so long.
Only then did I know!
Love......
That's something that the rich play with.
......
Even if you are blind!
......
Luo San picked up the stone and looked out the window.
"Fuck you!"
He raised his hand, but he didn't have the courage to throw the stone away.
Luo San suddenly smiled.
It's not worth it, is it?
He shook his head and put the stone back in the drawer.
"If you want to chase it, go for it. β
The blue fat man said.
Pull out a pink door.
A door that can be taken directly to any location.
More people like to call it Ruyi Gate.
Luo San walked to the door.
This door allows him to appear to the landlord immediately.
But when it appears, how do you speak?
Question her!
Who is this old man?
And on what basis does the landlord answer!
Luo San gritted his teeth: "Happiness Square." β
The pink gate began to flicker.
After a few moments, as soon as I opened the door again, it was-
Public Toilet No. 2.
Luo San walked in.
The blue fat man also hurriedly followed.
ββ
Morning.
At this time, there are not many people in the Happiness Square.
Occasionally, a few uncles and aunts who practiced swords, and no one came.
Luo San sat aimlessly in the bushes that he had invited with Abin.
Not eating or drinking for a day.
I sat there until six o'clock in the afternoon.
The blue fat man couldn't sit still, and teased Luo San from time to time, but he was basically like a dead man.
Finally the sun is setting!
The blue fat man yawned and woke up from his third dream.
In the distance under the sunset, a figure slowly appeared.
Dressed in a sable, with this cap, dressed the same as last time.
The blue fat man waved his hand.
Ah Bin looked left and right, and the chicken thief hid in the bushes.
I saw Luo San at first sight.
Eyes are glazed and unfocused.
"What's wrong?"
Abin was puzzled.
The blue fat man shrugged his shoulders and said he didn't know.
Abin sighed.
"Judging from my 20 years of experience in writing books and making up stories to hit the streets, you are in this hurdle because of women, right?"
Abin picked up a cigarette and his eyes became deep.
After Luo San heard this, his gaze gradually regained a little color.
"Do you know what it's like to hit the streets like me?
"It's not a big deal! I wrote the book for five years, and my poor factory went out of business. I have been writing books for 10 years, and my poor daughter-in-law ran away with someone else. When I was writing the book for 15 years, I found that my son did not know that he was born. After 20 years of writing the book, the only poor person left was terminal cancer. β
Ah Bin's face was full of vicissitudes.
From the box you were carrying, take out a pair of shoes on wheels.
By the way, I asked the blue fat man if he had engine oil.
The blue fat man guarded his chest vigilantly.
Ah Bin saw that he couldn't borrow it, so he wiped two mouthfuls of spit on it, all to drip some lubricating oil on his wheels.
Abin looked at Luo San.
ββ
"Let me tell you so. My brother used to drive a Ferrari. β
Abin wanted to cry without tears.
......
Luo San: "Brother, you are more bitter than me." β
......
The two hugged their heads and cried.
The same is the end of the world.
Feelings also grow by leaps and bounds.
There is a great idea of worshipping the son and recognizing the brother.
Blue Fat Man: "......"
Luo San: "Brother, are you okay now?"
Abin took a puff of cigarette and had some smiles on his face: "Since I stopped writing, my waist doesn't hurt and my legs don't hurt anymore." β
Luo San: "......"
Sure enough, writing a book is not shallow......
Luo San thought of this.
He looked at Abin in front of him, and he hugged him like his own brother.
Men don't flick when they have tears, but they haven't met their soulmates.
"Say, miscellaneous?"
Luo San grinned.
Luo San: "Brother, I'...... I'm out of love!"