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Chapter 206 Losing in a Mess

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    I really hope that in the eyes of the thin monkey, I can see the anticipation and urgency like mine, or the most direct love and yearning, and the sense of aura of embarking on my own bright road.

    But I can only see what is buried in the bottom of my heart, because those who are suppressed and bound by reality.

    Compromise.

    Even I started to waver a little. In front of the thin monkey, I would always look like a child who was out of control every time. Many times I would say something beyond my control because of his mood swings.

    Say something that may not be helpful if I really can't fulfill it.

    Many times I may have thought about it, forget it.

    But every morning, seeing the busy figure of the thin monkey every morning, I still hope that he can stay at home in the future, be praised and appreciated by others, and become the hand that holds the pen from working.

    After I dryly said those words without any response, what I knew was that, like Mr. Chen, in the eyes of others, it was an invisible pressure, and this kind of pressure required them to honor and realize it in the future.  of.

    I know, respect his choice, respect his decision, after all, there is still some time until Tuesday.

    I don't have any expectations, as I said, keep it to the minimum, it is still high, take it to heart, and put it on my first execution.

    I really can't do it.

    "Okay, then you go back, if you don't go back to grandpa, go back to Pepe's, I'll go outside for a walk, I'm not saying this because of what you said, nor is it affecting my mood, I just want to  Take a walk and relax, it has nothing to do with you, don't think too much about it."

    I try to make my expression appear calm and acceptable.

    Maybe I should put the expression management on my agenda, and I can do all the four expressions of joy, anger, sorrow, joy, smooth conversion, and the kind of control every minute.

    Seeing him enter Pepe's place and then suddenly come out as if saying goodbye.

    Back to grandpa.

    I'm sure, I must have put some pressure on him.

    The farther and farther I go, the more annoying I get.

    ?While walking, he had to take various detours, which were not many routes, so as to avoid meeting Mr. Chen, Yang Yang, and Chen Hao.

    Walking and walking, I said it wasn't because my stomach was making a sound of hunger. I really forgot that we didn't seem to have dinner yet.

    At the same time, the more I think about it, the more angry I become, the more I think about it, the more unwilling I become, and the more I think about it, the more I hate myself for being useless.

    I even want to call out all the people I have chatted with and ask them to help me evaluate or criticize some language that I need to change.

    Or the expression of some expressions, I think I must have done a lot of things to some extent, maybe not very well.

    The more I walked, I found it was cold and hungry, so I had to go back with a stomach full of emotions, a little shabby.

    When I got back to Pepe, I realized how far I had come.

    It's really a bit too much, life is not real.

    Recently, there are too many things that lead to many times.

    When people around me mention something to me, I may need to buffer it for a few seconds before remembering the importance of this matter and the influence of this matter in my heart.

    Even more often, there is a kind of numbness, forgetting a lot of things, and feeling lost and sad because of a little thing, the feedback from the people I care about, the people I care about, some emotions, whatever.  What to do, on the contrary, his major affairs are a bit hasty.

    Maybe I should take good care of my psychology recently.

    And pick a suitable time, a time where you can chat lively and cheerfully, and call my parents, because I miss them so much.

    "Mr. He, let's go to bed. Brother Deyin seemed to be in a bad mood just now. What did you tell him?"

    "Ah, is it?"

    After hearing this sentence, I started to feel annoyed again.

    Originally, I wanted to bypass the topic of this matter.

    But unexpectedly, Pepe gave me a little education.

    "Mr. He, there have been too many things recently, so don't tell him about other things. Maybe it's too much, but it's just too much. Do you understand what I mean?"

    Pepe looked at me with extremely sincere eyes, and a feeling of pleading, I almost showed it.??The impatient look was abruptly taken back by me. Of course, the impatient look was only for me. I smiled and said to him, "Okay, I understand."

    "Shall we have something to eat?"

    Although hungry, it seems that this hunger is not enough to wash away our emotions and the sadness of me and Pepe in this lonely room.

    "Eat, but what should we eat? There seems to be no food at home."

    Pepe rubbed her stomach and looked at me.

    "Then how about I go out and buy something?"

    "No, it's too late, Mr. He."

    "Why don't we not eat today."

    Just when we agreed.

    When I was hungry for such a meal, there was a knock on the door, and the familiar three knocks sounded.

    My lacrimal glands were activated.

    Immediately, I turned my head and walked over. It didn't need to be three times, even if it was just one, the gentle, powerful and polite, in short, appropriate knock on the door, I could think with my toes that it must be a thin monkey.

    And more than that, I even smell the aroma of food.

    Turning my head away, my tears are about to overflow again, my tears are really worthless.

    He is always like this, and many times his behavior will even arouse my resentment, because in the face of many people I know, including one of my own characters, we really lost in a mess.

    It's really a bit irresistible to him who is so warm.

    Even after knowing so much, having known each other for so long, and getting along so well, I will still be captured by his inadvertent, unintentional actions every time.

    I am hypocritical, fragile, sensitive and fragile.

    He took a tissue and pressed the corner of my eye.

    He kept waving the tears that were about to flow again with both hands.

    Pepe ran to open the door, and when the thin monkey came in, he said apologetically, "I should have warmed up sooner."

    "Hurry up and eat."

    "Can I eat with you?"

    "Of course you can."

    "OK, all right."

    Not to mention his cautiousness, I think there must be my "credit" for his cautiousness, and that is the credit for my inexplicable and inappropriate conversation with him.

    I am really frustrated.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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