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Chapter Two Five (4)

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    "Actually I can write novels." I opened the bag, took out "Changle Town" and slowly put it on the bed.  I couldn't say what I had planned to say.

    Put the towel on your head aside and walk out slowly.

    I didn't dare to pay attention to W's face, I didn't want to see a person I loved so much look at me with hatred in his eyes.

    "Bang¡ª" The door slammed shut.

    When I first started writing novels, w always said that a person like me who is always smiling and hippie will definitely not be able to write any novels, and I still believe it when I write pornographic books.  And today I really just want to tell her that I am not an incompetent person, and that a person like me can write novels.  Only now do I realize how ridiculous I am.  I was anxious and restless all day long, but still ended up with endless regrets.

    I walked out of the community very quickly, and it was already drizzling outside.  Every time I think about it before doing something, every time I think I am a deliberate act, but in the end it is still the product of impulsiveness.  Looking at his hand, the raindrops slowly melted into one piece, the hand that has never even killed a chicken said that he wanted to be an avenger, he was already extremely ignorant.  The rain stopped after walking out of the community, and after the dark clouds cleared, the moon appeared to be a little lacking in light.

    The rustle of the car passing by was very disturbing, and the splash of water landed on my pant leg. I picked up a rock and threw it at the car, "Fuck you!"

    The stone was blocked by the tree and fell to the ground and rolled to my feet.  That swear word also drew the eyes of many passers-by. I could only sneer, but I only bowed my head and bowed my head in the face of the banter.  The only thing that broke out in the silence was a national curse.

    Before that, I thought she was still in contact with l, but I didn't expect such a thing.  The abyss that people are most likely to fall into must be dug for themselves.

    ?After returning home, I slept for three full days. It would be better to say that I lay down for three days after sleeping for three days. I didn't want to do anything except eat and drink.  During these seventy-two hours, I basically didn't close my eyes much. I just stretched my limbs and spread them on the bed. I didn't think about anything, and I didn't think about anything.

    Finally, at 8 o'clock in the evening on the third day, I finally figured it out. I had to escape what I should avoid, and I still had to deceive myself when I should deceive myself, so I fell asleep after getting myself drunk.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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