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    Yesterday, I had a dream again My family moved to a new place. It is a traditional residential building with two households on one floor. The interior is a bit dark, and it doesn¡¯t feel bright when the lights are turned on. Several small rooms are connected.  A few wooden windows are a bit worn out, and a little harsh light shines in through the windows.

    I was drawing on the table in the small living room. My art teacher Mr. He (male name) came to my house and was chatting with my family in the back room. After they talked for a while, Mr. He came out of the back room. He saw  I was painting in the small living room and walked to me to look at my paintings. Mr. He told me that I have a talent for painting and I was very happy. He asked me to write a few more words. I wrote to  He saw, he said that I also have the ability to write calligraphy, and it warms my heart to be so affirmed and encouraged by the teacher. Few people praise me like this, so happy!

    Teacher He left, and I walked to the door of the house to play. Grandpa was sitting at the door of the house facing the door of the house. I saw that the door on the first floor of the house next to this floor was open, and the second wooden door was hidden.  The residential gate here has two layers. The outer layer is a fully enclosed wooden door, and the second layer is a set of mesh wooden doors. There is still a distance of about one meter between the sliding door on the first floor and the wooden door on the second floor. This space is a small partition.  room, you can put something.  We've lived here for a while, and we've never seen anyone from the neighbor's house next door, and it feels a bit gloomy and mysterious.

    I walked to the door of that family and looked into the door from a distance, but I couldn't see anything. I had already reached the sliding door on the first floor, and suddenly felt that I was too close to this door, and I felt a little uneasy  , I quickly pulled back the second sliding door of his house and stepped back to the door of my own house. Fortunately, I didn¡¯t look into the cubicle of his house. Grandpa had already entered the house, so I pulled the sliding door of my house  The wooden door was also pulled up, and when I pulled it to the last gap, I glanced out, and the dark stair space outside looked even more gloomy.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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