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Chapter Nine hundred and thirteenth 2021.12.24 Silian's broken things

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    Yesterday, I dreamed again I searched for a movie in the house. The general content of the movie is that three heavyweight kung fu stars Jackie Chan, Jet Li and Wu Jing joined forces to boost a young male protagonist at the beginning,  During this process, they put their hands on the male lead, as if they were passing on some internal strength, and they didn't quite understand.  After that, it was the hero who went forward bravely alone, fought hard with force, and struggled hard on the straight road.

    I hurried out before finishing the movie, thinking about watching it later.  Walking all the way outside, I found that it was quite lively, as if it was promoting the movie that I hadn't finished watching just now.  When I was walking to the right side of the road, I held up the paper in my hand and saw that the name of the hero in the movie was written vertically in the middle of the top, two words, Lin.  Below is a row of other names scattered evenly, also vertically, but with a background color, and the font is smaller than that of Mr. Lin.

    I just glanced at the piece of paper in my hand, and then I found that in the distance to the left obliquely in front, the young male protagonist Lin was standing on the large cement platform in the spacious green belt.  This surprised me, and I happened to meet the male lead!   So I hurried over and picked up the piece of paper in my hand and pointed it to the male protagonist Lin on the right.

    Then Mr. Lin took me to the other side of the wide road not far away. I followed the floor tiles above the road and saw the front of a hardware store on the steps in front. Then I followed Mr. Lin in and faced the left side of the hardware store.  That door, that is his home.  After entering, I was very happy chatting with Mr. Lin here.  After a while, I thought about the movie I hadn't finished, and then I sat on Mr. Lin's bed and watched TV.

    Gradually, I became aware of the environment of Mr. Lin's house. It was very small and the facilities were outdated, like a dirty bachelor apartment.  The main house is a rectangular room extending inward, with a concrete doorjamb on the back wall and no door.  I was sitting on a flat bed facing the left side of the cement door frame, and watching a small TV placed against the wall on the right side of the door frame.  After that, I faced the head of the bed, that is, the door, with my back to the side of the cement door frame, and sat on the bed to play.  At this time, Mr. Lin was busy with his business, and he caught a glimpse of him sitting behind the concrete door frame behind me.  There are no lights in there, the light is dim, and it is perceived as a rather narrow and long space.  Mr. Lin leaned towards the end of the bed, feeling that his right side was already the wall close to the narrow cubicle.

    I didn't know how long I stayed here, and when I paid attention to the time, I suddenly found that it was past eleven o'clock at night.  I realized it was not good, because the school dormitory had to lock the door at this point, so I couldn't go back.

    Mr. Lin then walked to my left to inquire about the situation. I remembered that the door closed at 11:30. Although there are more than ten minutes before 11:30, it is not enough time to get from here to the dormitory.  .  I hesitated, and finally gave up on going back.  During the period, Mr. Lin also expressed his attitude that I could stay, and in the end I stayed like this.

    After staying here, I thought about some of my daily living habits. After all, this is someone else¡¯s home. I only have this set of clothes, and I can¡¯t get new ones. I also have the problem of brushing my teeth. I don¡¯t have my toothbrush here.  Mr. Lin's bed is also a bit small, and it feels a bit crowded for the two of them to lie on.  At this time, Mr. Lin was already sitting by the bed, on my left side.  I was kneeling and sitting on the bed facing the head of the bed. I saw that the bed on the right was against the wall. Looking at the cement wall and the messy and flattened old sheets, I thought that I would have to squeeze against the wall and sleep on it.  I don't mind.  And when I squinted at the place where the bed was close to the concrete wall just now, I found that a small dark blue coat I was wearing was rolled up into a ball smaller than a fist, and it was lying on the edge of the bed next to the wall on my right side.  It is also next to the wall, and it has grown hair.  I was a little surprised how it became like that, and then I was worried. If it becomes like this, I can¡¯t wear it anymore, so I don¡¯t have to wear it In desperation, I can only make up my mind about not wearing that dress,  Barely make do with it.

    Finally fell asleep, and after a nap, he felt that his right forehead, which was lying flat on his front, was gently kissed on two nearby places.  It was this light kiss that pulled me into a half-asleep state.  I know this is Mr. Lin, I feel that he is leaning over me, I feel that I am lying flat in the middle of the bed, and I feel that Mr. Lin is in a dangerous position My heart is  Don't like short men.

    Instead, I took my boyfriend to my friend's place. Several girlfriends were there. Some of them were scattered on the sofa against the wall in the corner of my eyes, and some were standing by the side and fiddling with things.  My boyfriend is standing right in front of me, facing me.  He was tall and slender, wearing a loose and casual white sweater. He liked him very much, so he couldn't help but hug him, snuggled into his white sweater, and sprinkled dog food in public.  But everyone was too busy discussing this side, so it's still our small space right now.

    My boyfriend whispered in my ear that when I go to his side next year, I will bring my family with me.  I remembered that I had just been to his place not long ago, and I knew what he said about bringing the family next year.What do you mean.  After thinking wildly, I hesitated, feeling that we have only known each other for a few days, and we haven't liked it to that extent yet.  I think it would be better to know more about it, but this is a bit too fast, and I feel a little unsteady.  After thinking about it, I didn't respond, but my boyfriend kept asking, and I responded perfunctorily.

    Instead, I entered a small cubicle surrounded by hanging plastic cloth with poor transparency. This small cubicle was hung in a very spacious room, and there was no width for a single door in front of me obliquely to the left.  hang.  These hanging plastic curtains are all straight, close to the ground, but not touching.  I saw a life-size lady figure in it, and I found it interesting and started to play with it.  Then my friend Xiaopang (pronounciation) came in here. At this time, I had already put the puppet into the position of digging the buttocks.  But when Xiaopang saw this, he approached me directly from the left side, and brought me closer with his right hand, and whispered to my ear to remind me that this was not good.

    After Xiaopang's point, I also feel that it is not very good, so I don't plan to play with it.  Xiaopang went out without staying long after talking to me, and I was intrigued again when I was alone here, and continued to play with the doll, leaning it on the chair in a posture of going to the toilet.  It looked unsightly, so I covered it with the fabric next to it.

    After doing this, I went out, and then I stood and talked with my friends not far from the plastic cubicle. There were many people scattered around the big house, each busy with their own affairs.  My left oblique direction was just facing the door of the plastic compartment, and my prank was placed in the center of the compartment near the door, directly facing the door.  I didn't pay much attention to it at first, but then I noticed a lot of policemen in dark uniforms passing there, so I turned my head to the left to look.  Seeing that the policemen paid attention to my doll wrapped in fabric, the one next to me went up and lifted the light-colored fabric, and then lifted the lower layer, and the awkward posture of the doll appeared.  and I also felt a little nervous

    Then a policeman in the back raised his camera and squatted down to take a picture of the doll. I felt a little panicked, thinking about the misunderstanding caused by that awkward posture, and considering the possible investigation status of the incident I feel that the matter is up to now  It's already serious.

    But then I felt a lot more at ease, because I remembered that the impression I gave to everyone in the room was not bad, and this prank would definitely not be suspected to me.  I just don't know if I was caught with any evidence when I entered and exited that cubicle just now, after all, it was so blatant.

    Instead, I walked on the road outside, going to the bathroom and avoiding the prank investigation for the time being. I was still a little worried about this matter.

    I was wearing a pair of pure white sneakers, and a crisp, quiet light-colored dress covered my knees.  It was raining lightly, and I looked down at the ground while walking, the ground was wet.  I took a few steps and turned right into the toilet on Donghu Ming Street (representative name). In the few steps I stepped on the water before entering the toilet, there were small shallow puddles because the ground here was a bit uneven.  Because I cherish my pure white sneakers, I am more careful when I walk by, no problem.

    When I came out of the toilet and went south, I encountered an obstacle in the southern half of Donghu Ming Street.  A car was parked in the middle of the road. There was mud in the passage on the left, and it seemed that the right side was not easy to walk.  At this time, a middle-aged and elderly lady with short hair covering her ears and neck walked and stopped from behind to my left side, also looking at the difficult road in front of her.

    I thought it would be better to go through the side with mud, so I stepped in, and then the aunt also walked into the mud.  I looked at the narrow platform protruding more than a foot high under the wall on the left, and felt that I could step on it, so as to avoid stepping on the mud in front of me.  I told the aunt about this idea, but I felt that the table was too narrow, about three inches wide by visual inspection, and the upper wall lacked grips, so it was easy to fall and it was difficult to walk.

    The silt is relatively shallow, but dirty.  I walked carefully in the mud. It was okay when I first entered, but I got stuck in the mud in the next two steps, and the edges of the two laps of my white board shoes were covered with dirty mud.  This made me heartbroken and angry, but I had no choice but to wait for the mud to dry and clean it up.  Immediately, I gave up the idea of ??continuing on this dirt road, turned back and went around to the right side of the car to check the route.  As a result, I found that this side can be walked, and I regretted that I didn't look this way just now.

    I was a little surprised when I found this road. I remembered the aunt just now, so I went to the right to tell her the good news.  But in the past, I saw the aunt walking in the mud facing the wall, and she had gone far on this road, and there was no need to turn back and change the road, so I went to the new road alone.  .

    When I turned left and approached the house, I saw that there were many neighbors sitting on the north side of the road. I thought about it, and then I left.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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