Refer to the following information, I hope it is useful to you

I hope you will cherish it comes from a game called "Big Pineapple"

I heard that there is a game It's called "Resident Evil," she said carefully, as trembling as a primary school student in front of a strict teacher, "The magazine said it was very fun..."

"No playing! "I startled her and shouted.

She lowered her head in grievance, and then silently pulled the corner of my clothes.

"Why? "Her eyelashes brushed like small brushes, which made me feel so itchy.

"Because it's too scary..."

She said "oh" obediently and stopped ravaging my eyes. Clothes corner, continue to lick her ice cream

“Eat less ice cream. Not very good for your heart. "

She said "Oh" obediently, and reluctantly stuffed the remaining half of the taro cone into the trash can on the roadside.

I was relieved. She felt a sense of pity and couldn't help shouting to her:

"You know, Nunu, I like you..."

She said "Oh" obediently She screamed, hiding in my arms and laughing secretly...

(1)

If it weren't for her, I would definitely die, and it would be an ugly death. The kind that can be cut into eight pieces. However, my body is relatively large, and it is more than enough to be chopped into 360 pieces - because the people surrounding me are unable to break up, and they cannot be broken, which makes me feel a lot of pain.

Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t say that I was fighting or participating in a gang fight. I am a pacifist, the kind of person who is afraid of death but not brave. I feel dizzy. Although I often boast in front of others about how many people I killed yesterday - in fact, I am playing a game called "DIBLO2". The Chinese name is "Diablo 2". , commonly known as "big pineapple"

I don't like eating pineapple, because I will have diarrhea every time, and my face will turn pale every time, so that my friends can actually tell from my face whether I am sick today. Eat pineapple. I once asked why, and they replied that as long as I eat pineapple, my face will be as colorful as an artificial rainbow.

But if you don’t eat pineapple, it doesn’t mean you won’t play "big pineapple". It's like a monk doesn't eat meat, but he has a certain affinity for it, in order to seek a kind of psychological balance.

I chose the barbarian because I don't have a paladin. Personality, the necromancer is too sinister, and only the muscular muscles of the barbarian can make me feel a little satisfied. Unfortunately, I am often scolded on the local area network for being "simple-minded and well-developed limbs."

This is actually a huge injustice! I even dare to say that I am the smartest person on the local area network - I go up when it is easy and give in when it is difficult. Even my golden equipment is from a martyr. That’s why I got another nickname, “The Burialist”.

This is a big injustice because the “Burialist” will also bury the dead body alive. But I have never buried any corpse, and I often spit on the rotten bones: "Bah, you damn ghost!" "

So when I was besieged by the enemy, I would never dare to shout "HELP". I would rather die heroically than let the enemy know about it and come to watch the fun and get involved in the incident - but it was just a beating It's not the enemy, it's me. I think the description of "people betraying each other" and "rats crossing the street" probably refers to this situation.

Just like the last time, the savage met the jungle dwarf, and. It's like an elephant meets a mouse. There is nothing I can do. I can only see the number of red bottles and I don't have the magic scroll with me, but I comfort myself by saying that I am Tao Yuanming and I will not give up for five buckets of rice. I had already been impressed by Wang Jingwei's servant spirit, but he didn't regard Li Lianying as his sage teacher.

It was at this time that I met Hu Nunu.

The arrow accurately rendered the most arrogant dwarf forever mute - of course dead people cannot speak.

I immediately saw the glimmer of hope, and I was so excited that every hair on my body stood proudly. Even the last time I admired PLAYBOY at my friend's house, I wasn't so excited.

The rage of revenge was burning. I swung the double ax vigorously, fighting the danger of cutting the ax and curling the blade. With the help of the mysterious archery man, I successfully created an artificial lake. I also poetically call it "the tears of the dwarves." Because it would be too cruel to just shout "blood of the dwarves". I am a Buddhist - a non-Buddhist - and it always hurts me to see dead bodies. Although the culprit of the heartache is myself.

Successfully saving my life, I shouted loudly: "Brother, thank you!"

There were five people in the Internet cafe at that time, and three of them were playing "Big Pineapple" indivual. I don’t know who helped me, but I believe he could hear me when I shouted.

At this time, a girl opposite me started to laugh secretly. The smile is cheerful and light. I don't know why, but I would look up at the ceiling, wondering if a wild goose would suddenly fall.

Of course no wild goose will fall down, because today, when animals are on the verge of extinction, even if you can pick up a wild goose feather on the road, it will leave a name in history.

The girl was probably made laugh by the "Ting Fung" who appeared from nowhere on the Internet. I thought a little bit unpleasantly.

This is one of the reasons why I hate chat rooms. Whether it is Wang Laowu or Zhu Bajie, they all become Pan An, Ting Feng, and Leonardo on the Internet. And my typing speed is extremely slow. The time it takes to type a sentence is enough for an idiot to prove Goldbach's conjecture ten times. I remember once I was chatting with a girl in a chat room. She thought I was slow so she discussed ancient Chinese history with another boy. When I finally used the Quanpin input method to spell out a compliment, she had already chatted with the boy about sexual openness from pre-Qin Dynasty to contemporary times. In order to prove that she was indeed a new woman who supports sexual openness, she went to a hotel with the boy to practice .

No wonder, as the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together, the hare and the tortoise can hardly go together.

The girl opposite was still smiling, but she didn’t look over. Besides, there was no wonderful performance here and I wasn’t cute. Instead, the person who saved my life appeared on the screen.

He is a beautiful Amazon warrior with golden braids swinging behind his head. And her name is also very interesting, "HUNUNU".

Although my English is not good, I can still tell that this is Chinese Pinyin, but I can't guess which three characters it is.

The ancients have a saying: "If you receive a drop of kindness from someone, you should repay it with a spring." So I stepped forward and told her, "There is nothing to repay in this life, but I will give you my life in the next life."

Maybe it’s because all the swans in the world are equally noble, and no toad or ox can touch it. She just shot me an arrow without saying a word. I was so frightened that I turned around and ran away, and she chased me - the situation was a bit like an antelope chasing an elephant, but the scary thing is that this antelope also shoots deadly sharp arrows.

Her arrows passed over my clumsy body and ignited several walls of fire, leaving me with no way to escape. Then she sauntered up to me with a sinister smile on her lips.

I only have one blood bottle left in my inventory, so fighting hard is not an option.

"Hero, let me go!"

So I can't be Wen Tianxiang, and his famous sayings will definitely become "Since ancient times, no one has died in life. Lose your life and earn gold."

“Give me a reason that I needn`t kill you. (Give me a reason not to kill you.)”

Looking like there is a chance of improvement, I said loudly without thinking:

"There was once a sincere love in front of me..."

Everyone in the Internet cafe started to laugh, and the girl opposite me was shaking with laughter.

Fortunately, Zhizunbao's lines are quite effective. Not only did he help him escape from Zixia's sword, but they also helped me save my life from "HUNUNU"'s arrow.

“If you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later.

"The ancients did have foresight. "HUNUNU" did not kill me, but threw me five thousand oceans, and then drifted away.

"Brother, thank you again! "

I shot an arrow back, causing the barbarian on the screen to scream, and the girl outside the screen to snicker.

I am very confused, why does this girl love to laugh so much?

If the saying "Smile, you will be young" is really true, this girl will probably make her grandfather laugh all her life.

Although I type very slowly, I still can't. I still opened a BBS.

I posted a few posts last night, one of which was about "Big Pineapple". When I got up this morning and turned on my computer, there were already comments.

The responder was called "Hu Nu Nu", and he extended my point of view very insightfully. I couldn't help but marvel at his unique insights and apt use of words.

Because there was a glass of milk on the table. That's why I didn't file a crime.

Huh? The name "Hu Nu Nu" sounds familiar... Fortunately, my memory has not deteriorated, and I still developed my photographic memory during the quizzes in high school. , I quickly thought of the "HUNUNU" who had saved me.

I am not sure that the two are the same person, but obviously the "HuNUNU" in front of me aroused my passion. So I replied enthusiastically: "Mr. Hu Nunu is indeed very smart. He shares the same goals with me, and I am also fascinated by his articles..."

I already have low blood pressure when I wake up in the morning, and the burning of my blood is The need for oxygen causes my brain to be in an anaerobic state, and the words I write are very old-fashioned without oxygen.

But the posts I send are like a married daughter, although I can reply. My mother-in-law didn’t want to marry again, so I just posted the post on my BBS.

There was no class in the afternoon, so I planned to go to the Internet cafe to play "Big Pineapple".

When we left the Internet cafe, it was already dark, and it looked like a storm was coming. This could be seen from the way girls were running around with their skirts covered. .

There will be thunder occasionally, but the source of the sound is not the clouds in the sky, but my stomach.

It is estimated that there will be a heavy rain soon, and I start to think about it. I'm running home now. Will it rain suddenly and help me take a shower?

While I was standing at the door of the Internet cafe, undecided, I saw the girl with a smile that could make geese drop, paying the bill at the counter. Then she came out.

She smiled softly when she saw me.

I looked up at the sky blankly, and sure enough I didn’t see the moon.

"Shen Yu Luo Yan." ", "The moon is shy of the flowers" is really a masterpiece of the ancients' choice of words and sentences.

"I am not a boy! "She suddenly said something without thinking, and ran away with a smile.

I was inexplicably stunned on the spot, watching her go away with regret.

Inexplicably because of her What she said is really idiotic. Of course I know that she is not a boy, and I believe no one will doubt her gender - but what does she mean by saying this? Is it because she is jealous of beauty, and her IQ is inversely proportional to her beauty?

It’s a pity that she was wearing jeans instead of a skirt today.

The rain came down soon.

After being burned by the sun all day. The road was flooded with rain, making a "chichi" sound, accompanied by a layer of steam, which was a bit like the smell of a fire truck's faucet when it just put out a fire.

For some reason, I remembered it. Miaoyu in "A Dream of Red Mansions"

It is said that whenever it rains, she will store the rainwater in a celadon urn and make tea later.

What a pity. Today, no one would dare to do this, because the city sky is covered with thick "dirty clouds" composed of industrial waste gas, so the rain that falls will not be purer than God's foot-washing water.

I was running in the rain, and the heat energy generated by strenuous exercise was converted into sweat and excreted from the pores, joining the rain hitting my skin.

I think I must be qualified to become a capitalist now. I am indeed in the situation described by Engels as "every pore in my body is flowing with dirty things".

Fortunately, I managed to rush to the door of a small restaurant before the rain got my underwear wet.

This is a restaurant worthy of being sent to a museum for people to remember and admire. The construction method of the house will definitely amaze foreign architects: several plywood boards and four earthen walls comparable to the Leaning Tower of Pisa are firmly put together in an incredible structure, which perfectly reflects the great creativity of the Chinese people.

What is even more eye-catching is that the door is actually equipped with a brown glass door, sliding type. The words "Seats are available inside" were posted on the glass with plastic paper.

I pushed open the glass door, and there was a clattering sound like a Japanese paper door being pushed open.

"Welcome."

The proprietress came up to me with a smile on her face, wiping sweat with a rag on her hand.

Her attentive attitude almost made me grovel and say "Excuse me".

Unfortunately, I have dignity and backbone, so my bones refused to bend due to anger, making it difficult for me to form a Japanese 90-degree bow.

"Sit inside, what would you like to eat?"

The landlady took out a piece of paper from her armpit that seemed to be the menu, and imitated the waiters in a big hotel. Record the way he was alive.

I stared at her face, and suddenly the appetite that had disappeared suddenly aroused.

"Let's have a plate of pork head meat... uh, and a piece of fried vegetables and a bowl of dry rice. That's it."

The boss lady nodded - although her chin was pressed tightly Her breasts, which made her nod very small, were miraculously squeezed into the door behind her that looked half as small as hers.

After the proprietress left, I realized that the space of this small restaurant is actually quite large. Several tables were neatly arranged, and a black-and-white TV was hung on the wall, playing a feeble football game.

If A'Zhu were here, he would definitely correct my adjectives again.

"How can a football match be described as 'powerless'?"

"Because every time I watch it, I am so angry that I am powerless, so it is 'powerful' but not 'powerless' '."

Ah Zhu, a bad friend of mine. Because his surname was Zhu, and there was a period of time when TV stations were having a craze for "Dragon Movie", everyone just called him "A'Zhu".

Fortunately, I am not Xiao Feng, otherwise my "Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms" would have been bounced back by his subcutaneous fat during the part where I struck A'Zhu, who had transformed into Duan Zhengchun. die.

Almost all the tables were occupied. Judging from the situation, they were probably all here to take shelter from the rain. They were embarrassed to occupy the latrine and not poop, so everyone ordered one or two side dishes and ate them listlessly. With.

"Hey, you can sit here."

I saw the girl who could make the wild geese fall again. She still greeted me with a smile and motioned for me to sit on her. opposite.

I walked over actively with my feet, saying "No need, there's still a seat over there", but at the same time, my butt and the bench had already developed a feeling of sympathy for each other.

"What a coincidence, haha." I tried very hard to make myself smile brightly.

"Yes."

"It's raining outside, haha."

"Yes."

"I heard that Faye Wong I'm in love with Nicholas Tse, haha."

"Yes."

I soon got tired of this boring greeting and stopped talking. And she lowered her head and looked at something seriously.

Her expression was as solemn as if she was reading the "Communist Manifesto", which made me stand in awe.

"What are you reading?"

She showed me a book in her hand that was more tattered than the original "Compendium of Materia Medica", and as she turned the pages, The fan blows out bursts of smell that is worse than traditional Chinese medicine.

"Recipe." She frowned slightly, "I don't know what to order."

"Let me do it," I took the recipe, casually She wrote a few dish names with a pen and said, "You rarely come to places like this to eat, right?"

She put away her stunned expression and answered quite obediently: "Yes."

If it weren't for a heavy rain, she should never appear in this place. Her pure and sweet temperament makes her only suitable for encountering under the shade of the Champs Elysees, not like this kind of mosquitoes and flies flying together, towel *** A small restaurant in the same color as Rag.

I handed the menu back to her: "Is this okay?"

She seemed to trust me very much and nodded shyly: "Whatever you want." She didn't take the menu with her hand. , the proprietress who brought the food snatched the menu away.

The food was steaming, and the aroma of the food almost drove me crazy, but I didn’t eat as much as I wanted. In front of her, I felt an indescribable feeling of restraint.

Just when I was about to say something, four or five girls suddenly came over.

"Want to drink beer? Choose this one, it tastes very good!"

"Our XX brand beer is a new product, a well-known trademark, a well-known brand!"

"Drinking is good for your health, so of course you choose the beer from our factory."

These are sales girls, direct sales from manufacturers, they can get a commission from it, their salary is linked to their performance, and their Performance is tied to their attentiveness, and ultimately their attentiveness is tied to my wallet.

She and I were confused by this sudden situation. Then, she smiled softly as if watching a play.

Although it was the first time in my life to be surrounded by so many girls, it didn’t feel good. The pungent perfumes came from different brands. What was even more frightening was that the smells of different perfumes mixed together produced a pesticide-like effect, which made me dizzy.

My head was dizzy and my thinking was suddenly disrupted. I actually wanted to drink all brands of beer, one to eight bottles!

"Have you finished drinking?" she asked in surprise.

"Of course - I can't finish it." I looked nonchalant, imitating the carefreeness of Americans, picked up a few bottles of wine and put them on several other tables.

"Come, let's all have a drink. I'm treating you!"

The bold words did not produce the expected effect. Everyone looked at me warily, thinking I had ulterior motives.

She still had a calm expression, sitting there quietly watching how I could relieve my embarrassment.

I bit open the cap of a bottle of beer with my teeth, took a sip myself, and deliberately shouted in an excited tone: "Cheers to Leonardo for his outstanding performance!"

My finger pointed at a bald man cheering and roaring on the TV screen, which seemed a bit familiar.

"Is it Ronaldo?" She hit the nail on the head and pierced my ignorance about football.

I am ashamed.

"Leonardo starred in "Titanic"." She "kindly" helped me learn my illiteracy, while laughing regardless of the image.

Although her laughter cut off my face like a sharp knife and made me lose face, it was difficult for me not to be confused by her smile. Her smile is indeed a knife - Li Xun Huan's Fengyun knife, deadly but intoxicatingly beautiful.

Fengyun's sword is also a perfect sword.

At that time, I was already shocked by her laughter.

"Thrilling" is the only most appropriate adjective I can think of. I really felt that her smile was like sulfuric acid, seeping into my heart, dissipating heat, and strongly corroding my soul.

"Haha, just a joke, Bo Jun laughed." I took a chopstick, tapped the bottle, and sang a tune.

"Look back, look back, the beauty is gone. The smoke of war is gone, all the money is gone, only for Bo Jun to smile."

The smile on her face has not faded, she looks happily I play tricks.

So a beautiful woman’s smile is more powerful than swords, guns, artillery and nuclear weapons. The empire that Zhu Yuanzhang spent so much effort to conquer disappeared in an instant with just a smile from Chen Yuanyuan.

But Zhu Yuanzhang was only disgraced by his descendants, and I was embarrassed.

"I advise you to drink a glass of wine. There will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west." I sang, poured a bowl of wine from my rice bowl and sent it to her.

She actually took the wine bowl, took a shallow sip, and her face turned red from the extremely low alcohol beer.

"Lanling fine wine with tulips, a jade bowl filled with amber light."

I laughed, grabbed the bottle and took a sip without showing any signs of weakness.

"The luminous cup of grape wine will remind you if you want to drink with the pipa."

"You must indulge in alcohol when singing during the day, and you can return home with youth."

Du Fu's This bold and hearty poem sounded like Li Yu's when it came out of her mouth. It's a pity that it's not daytime. Drinking and singing at night will only lead to accusations of making noise by nearby residents.

"Where are you sober tonight? The dawn wind is waning on the willow bank."

Lingering is also contagious, and I couldn't help but become Liu Yong, who was drunk and lying in the "shade of flowers".

"A cup of dirty wine can bring you thousands of miles, but there is no way for a swallow to return."

"When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine."

I want If you want to see the moon, you must at least leave her side first.

She placed the wine bowl heavily on the table and read aloud:

"The wine and meat in Zhumen stink, and there are frozen bones on the road."

Okay Something doesn't seem right. Why are her verses becoming more and more intense?

I quickly approached her and smiled deliberately and evilly:

"Beads the size of a jade plate burst out. The wine is on your face, and the beautiful eyebrows blend together."

She ignored my frivolity and pointed to the door with her slender finger.

"May I ask where the restaurant is? The shepherd boy pointed me to Xinghua Village."

Of course there is no Xinghua Village outside the door. She was referring to a restaurant called "Xinghua Village" opposite. The city that never sleeps.

So drinking will cause trouble. Unknowingly, I drank up a bottle of wine. Although I was not completely drunk, my brain was starting to become numb to me who was too drunk. So I immediately changed from a cool little wolf on the Internet to a wolf named Jiang, and I ran out of talent even after drinking.

I started to sing "If the wine is dry and sold for nothing".

"You are cheating." She giggled.

I am speechless. Is it alcohol that is playing a role, or does her smile have the same intoxicating effect? Why do I feel dizzy?

"You're drunk," she said.

"The drunkard's intention is not to drink..."

"Care about...?"

"Care about...I don't know either."

What the drunkard cares about is her smile, and even all the tricks just now are just the drunkard's "greedy" desire to see her smile more.

"You are absent-minded."

"I am absent-minded, but to be more precise, I am in Cao Ying and my heart is in Han."

"Oh? ”

“Let’s eat.”

The last words were spoken by the landlady, who put the food on the table. Probably because he was afraid that he would affect the appetite of others, he squeezed into the back room again.

She started eating very carefully and slowly, as seriously as a primary school student doing her homework for the first time. Occasionally, the long hair would slip from her shoulders, and she would gently sweep it back, her movements as graceful as velvet falling on the water, pure and lovely.

Even though I was singing and shouting just now, others didn’t pay much attention to me. It seemed that the bald man on TV was more handsome than me. However, they finally started drinking the wine I gave them.

After drinking a bottle of beer, I am not that hungry, but I feel my stomach is bloated and uncomfortable. So I sat down and kept burping to expel the gas produced by the fermentation in my stomach. It looked a bit like the internal skills of swallowing and exhaling in martial arts novels.

She had just reached the fourth level of her Nine Sun Magic Skills when she put down her chopsticks.

"I'm full."

"Are you sure you are really full?" I asked her.

"I'm really full."

"Oh-" I sighed.

"Why do you sigh?"

"Because I want to sigh."

She laughed, shaking her shoulders.

I laughed with her, but of course I wouldn’t tell her that I sighed because I didn’t want her to go.

Reality is often cruel, otherwise there would be no word "backfire". She stood up from her seat and walked over to me.

"Thank you for today." She bowed.

The 90-degree bow is very standard, so standard that it almost makes people think that she has been specially trained.

If it weren’t for her light temperament, I would have thought she was an arrogant Japanese.

"Oh, you're welcome." I replied flattered, although I couldn't think of anything she should thank me for.

Then she covered her mouth with her right hand and smiled secretly, opened the glass door that made a clattering sound like a Japanese paper door, and walked out.

There was another "crash" sound, and the door was closed, cutting off my sight of her.

At the same time, I also realized something, the rain stopped.

No wonder people often describe seeing a beautiful woman as "making one's eyes light up". After she left, the light in this room was no longer as dazzling as before, and it was a bit sleepy and dim.

"Lady boss, settle the account."

"Two hundred and thirty yuan."

I even wonder if the lady boss is a fairy sister, or has learned from Duan Yu "Lingbo Weibu", otherwise how could she move her huge body in front of me with light steps? But I prefer the latter, because it would be too unfair for Duan Yu to let her be the fairy sister.

"A rip-off?! Two plates of food, a bowl of rice and eight bottles of beer can't cost two hundred and three dollars!"

"And the guy just now Miss's food." The proprietress replied angrily, the kitchen knife in her hand dripping with a frightening amount of unknown blood.

"Thank you for today." She bowed.

The 90-degree bow is very standard, so standard that it almost makes people think that she has been specially trained.

I suddenly remembered what she meant by thanking her before leaving. She probably thought this meal was my treat.

I stood there blankly, as stiff as the Statue of Liberty.

The boss lady obviously doesn’t know how to appreciate art. She turned the Statue of Liberty into the flying sky of Mogao Grottoes with a push of her fat hand. Fortunately, I am still strong, otherwise I would not be able to stand up to the overwhelming power of the boss lady. , there is no guarantee that it will not become Venus with a broken arm.

What’s more fortunate is that I brought enough money out today so that I can walk out of this small restaurant safely without having to go naked like David.

My wallet was bleeding heavily, and my heart hurt even more, as if I had been robbed by the Eight-Power Allied Forces. While mourning the starved wallet, and sympathizing with herself who was about to starve to death, she trudged toward her home with the same painful steps as the Little Mermaid.

"What's wrong with you? You seem to be in a trance."

"Wrong! It's not 'as if' but a trance at all."

" Why? ”

I glared at her, trying to kill her with my eyes, but unfortunately my eyes didn’t obey the instructions of my brain, and I changed my eyes from fierce to affectionate.

She didn’t leave, she stood under a tree waiting for me.

"I didn't know you didn't bring any money today." I said angrily, my tone full of scholarly sourness.

"Scared?" She didn't understand what it meant and was stunned.

“I even ordered some of the most expensive dishes for you, but you didn’t even eat much of it! It’s so luxurious!” The more I said it, the more heartbroken I became. Why didn’t you just find a fresh-keeping bag to put away the leftovers? What about taking it home? What a mistake! What a mistake.

She finally reacted and her face suddenly turned red, red enough to laugh at the traffic light.

What should I say? It's really rare to find a girl as innocent as her now, and it's definitely not more rare than the number of giant pandas.

"That's all, I'll come back after all the money is gone." I waved my hand generously to show that I didn't take it to heart.

Actually, I still made a profit. The ancients said that a thousand dollars cannot buy a beautiful smile. But I changed her smiles with just one meal.

Then again, it would be better if her smile could be discounted.

"I'm really sorry." She murmured to herself, "I made you waste money..."

"It doesn't matter, I just admire Yan Hui very much these past two days. Gao Jie, I plan to learn from him."

It is said that the ancient Yan Hui was a crazy man - an idiot man - he lived a very simple life, only eating and drinking, and eventually became malnourished. And die. It seemed that Confucius's students were not very smart. No wonder he had to say helplessly to his students: "When three of us are together, I will be the one who is crazy." She couldn't help but laugh again. The laughter sounded warm, especially on a night like this that had just rained.

"Don't force it too hard. Be careful if Yan Hui fails to learn, you will become an 'ancient' yourself - a person who has died." She smiled and coughed slightly from time to time.

"It should be no problem. And I also want to test how thin the waist that King Chu Ling likes can be.

"Would you like to study it 'by the way' What does it mean to be "like a delicate flower shining on the water when you are quiet, and like a weak willow supporting the wind when you move"? "She suggested very "enthusiastically".

"No, I am going to learn how Zhao Feiyan dances in the palm of my hand. "

She smiled so much that she bent down and held her belly.

It's a pity that Dong Shi is not here, otherwise she would not imitate Xi Shi and hold her heart. The beauty in front of her is holding her belly in an equally touching gesture. .

A gust of wind blew by, and I realized that her top had been wet for a long time. It was probably because she was sitting in the corner that the wind didn't let me see it. As soon as it blew, she began to tremble with cold.

I took off my coat without thinking, because it was waterproof, so even though it was wet outside, I kept it warm inside. At this time, she showed a dull expression again.

“Put it on. "

"No need..."

"You can wear it if I tell you to! "

Perhaps my voice was a little too loud. She took a step back in shock, then said "Oh" obediently, and carefully put on my coat and zipped it up.

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I didn’t expect that she was actually slender. Compared to my height, she looked frail. The coat she wore was surprisingly big, making her look like a little bear and move clumsily. It’s so naive.

“Ha——” I laughed out loud.

“You——what are you laughing at? " She asked carefully.

"You look...well, very cute..." I told the truth.

She blushed and retracted her head into her collar. Smiling sheepishly

“It’s time for me to go home. "She said.

"Shall I give it to you? ”

“No need. "She waved her hands quickly, but seemed to feel something was wrong, and showed a regretful expression.

"Then go back by yourself, and be careful on the way. "

"Actually... it's quite dangerous for a girl to walk alone at night..." She whispered without raising her head.

"I'm leaving... my home It's not far from here..." She opened her voice again and said it at a volume that I could hear.

Then, she bent deeply and bowed 90 degrees again.

“Thank you very much for today.

"

She ran forward a few steps, as if remembering something again, turned around and asked hesitantly:

"This dress..."

"Next time we meet If I don’t pay it back, I’ll be fine. "I said loudly.

She nodded solemnly, as if she was promising something big: "I will clean it..."

So, she walked away with her own shadow in my eyes.

With only a vest on my upper body, I felt a little cold. I subconsciously wanted to take out a cigarette to smoke, but I couldn't touch it all over. My cigarette case and lighter were nowhere to be found, and then I remembered that the cigarette and lighter were all in my coat pocket.

With a helpless shrug, I slowly headed home with a trace of alcohol. Walking in the direction, the street lamps on the street drag my shadow so long...

This is the first one, watch it for yourself later