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Chapter Two One (6)

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    Since I started writing "Changle Town" half a year ago, I haven't been to the vegetable market.  Apparently the market has been refurbished, both the facilities and the old vegetable sellers in aprons are unfamiliar faces, the only thing that has not changed is the pungent fishy smell.

    Before entering the vegetable market, accompanied by a strong smell of hairtail, I saw the first falling leaves before autumn came, but I really couldn't feel the sadness of autumn coming in front of the vegetable market.

    "Give me some money." A five or six-year-old child pulled me and stretched out his hands in front of me.

    Casually touched two coins in his pocket and threw them to him, and he also ran away happily.  I am quite disgusted with this kind of behavior that beggars don't want to get by their own efforts.  I've heard reports that these beggars "commute to and from get off work" all by taxi, and changing their outfits means a lot of money, and maybe even include a secret.  But I also thought that if one day I really die, I will have a place to make a living when I am down and out on the street, so now I am currying favor with them so that I can have a place to make a living in the future.

    ?After shopping around, I found that the current vegetable prices are outrageous. The green vegetables that cost one yuan and two have risen to one yuan and eight.  This is unacceptable to me. Although the price has only increased by 60 cents in terms of numbers, from a percentage point of view, it has already increased by 50 percentage points.  I hate this kind of black hearted businessman very much.

    The vegetable market is less than 500 meters behind my house, and my high school alma mater is sandwiched between them. When I returned from shopping, I stopped when I passed the former high school.  I have many memories here.  I saw a boy riding a bicycle with a girl behind him.  The girl laughed hard, as if she was sitting on a Cadillac instead of the bicycle without the bell.  I think the living standards of middle school students have also improved, and they all have their own means of transportation.  When I was living in high school, W basically said that she couldn't walk after school, and then I had to carry her on my back and send her home.

    Suddenly felt a bit of coolness, it seemed that summer was really coming to an end, and the sky was covered by dark clouds within tens of seconds.

    As soon as I stepped into the corridor, it started to rain "wow¡ª¡ª".  I am glad that I only recalled it for a while at the gate of high school.

    Opening the door, Xia Yu was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV, with her feet straight on the coffee table.

    Putting on the slippers at home, I asked her, "You don't plan to live in my house, do you?"

    Xia Yu stared at the TV intently, then pointed out the window with her finger, "My clothes are cold outside, they should be wet."

    When I heard this, I immediately put the vegetables I just bought on the ground, and rushed to the balcony to collect the clothes in a few strides, "You won't collect it?"

    She ignored me.

    I had to throw the completely soaked clothes back into the washing machine.  It seems that Xia Yu will stay at my house for another day.

    "Hello." I wiped my wet hair with a towel, "Isn't it okay if you don't go home?" After saying this, I remembered that she was a cloud.

    "I have no relatives in Shanghai." At this time, the soapy Korean drama on TV finally finished, Xia Yu turned to me and said, "So you want to drive me away?"

    "No, I am very happy." This is the truth.  Glancing at her thighs on the sofa, although Xia Yu is not the kind of very beautiful woman, she is still a woman after all, and she does not look like a liar or a thief, otherwise I would have been robbed when I first met her  , so there is nothing wrong with staying at home.

    "Rogue." She stood up and stretched, and said something calmly.

    I said "oh" loudly.

    During the meal, Xia Yu told me that she is a teacher.  I put down the bowl and chopsticks, walked around her, "It's not like that."

    Xia Yu said that she taught English.

    I just sat down and continued to pick rice into my mouth, "It looks like it."

    Xia Yu's appetite was very small, and she couldn't eat after a few mouthfuls, so she stuck to the sofa and watched TV again.  It seems that the charm of TV is huge, and it can make a woman give up her basic physiological needs.

    After eating alone, he went to the study and turned on the computer to start creating "greater works".  I was very inspired today, and more than 10,000 words broke out.  This is like diarrhea. Although it is refreshing and the quantity is large, the quality is not good. It is all water.  After checking the time, it was eleven o'clock, so I pressed save and closed Word.

    Because the beds in other rooms have been sold by me, so only my room has a bed.  Opening the door of the room, it was pitch black inside, Xia Yu seemed to have gotten under the quilt a long time ago, curled up sideways.

    After lying down, Xia Yu whispered in her ear, "Ye Xiao, I'm cold."

    I held Xia Yu's hand, then turned my body to her side and pressed one leg on top of her.  feel itXia Yu was so cold that she almost had no body temperature.  I hugged her to my chest and she was trembling.

    It was eight past four in the morning.

    The quilt rolled to the ground, I turned over heavily, and there was no one around me.

    "Fuck." I got up from the bed and cursed at the sound of construction upstairs that woke me up.

    When I was getting dressed, I saw that W's clothes were neatly folded and placed on the bedside.

    Walking out of the living room, the clothes on the balcony were gone.

    Eight twelve.

    When I was brushing my teeth, I saw that my face was expressionless. After spitting out the foam in my mouth, I squeezed out a satisfied smile, and then rinsed my mouth.

    Eight twenty.

    When I went back to make the quilt, I saw the condom next to the bed, and I was a little confused.

    Eight thirty.

    The omelette this morning was a bit mushy, but it's okay, it's edible.

    At 8:44, I swallowed the last bite of the omelette and then remembered that someone named Xia Yu had left, and it seemed like it happened last night, and of course it might have happened this morning.  And when I think about it, my reaction is that the box of ten condoms I bought for ten yuan the day before yesterday was a loss, and I only used two.  I can't help but call the case wrong.  Fortunately, this thing has a relatively long shelf life, and it can be given to Jian if it is not used up.

    At 22:58, I ended the day with "fuck you" and fell asleep.

    And in the days of codewords, I feel that it is the most fulfilling, because I can clearly see that the number of words is increasing day by day, and I feel that the days are more meaningful day by day.  No matter whether I can code a novel that normal people can understand, I feel that I have created hundreds of thousands of words, which is already very awesome.  With this belief, I also "diarrhea" like diarrhea every day.

    On an unknown day, Jian finally returned triumphantly from his honeymoon, and also fulfilled his previous vow of "leave empty-handed and return with a full load".  There are a total of four boxes, big and small, three more than before leaving.

    And Jian seems to be addicted to the honeymoon, as soon as he came back, he said that he would go to Putuo Mountain to ask for a son.  I told Jian, in fact, boys and girls are the same in today's society, look at Brother Chun, most people can't tell gender.

    I heard from my parents that they had no children for six years after they got married, and sought medical treatment everywhere but failed, until I went to Putuoshan for a visit, and I was born the next year.  That being said, I actually have a certain relationship with that place.  In the memory of the hour, I have to fulfill my vow every year.  But when I grew up and received more education in natural sciences at school, I stopped believing in gods and Buddhas, so I stopped going.

    This time, Jian insisted on pulling me to go, but I insisted not to go, the main reason was that I had no money.  Jian said he was taking care of me, so I naturally felt even more embarrassed to go.  Secondly, I really don't like ghosts, ghosts and gods. The ancients always regarded everything that cannot be explained by science as the behavior of gods.  But I think that when science can't explain it, it's the appearance that determines everything.  I've always thought it was true.  We are now twenty-first century humans.  As for whether the scientists have finally researched the result that the world was really created by God, I can't say for sure.  What is certain is that I must have burped at that time.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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