Hey~here is mc waiting for love~
Yoyo Chek~
When the turtle starts to dance, his hands start to shake~
Sun: Will love disappear? Once upon a time, you praised me so affectionately...
Moldy Turtle: Sorry, I am a boy, so I hate men. This is the destiny of Andromeda.
Galaxy: After all, it was me who took everything on my shoulders.
The mold turtle had a peaceful sleep, and Leziren was like a lubricant, allowing all the dryness to be overcome comfortably in the end.
In the boundless grassland, Zhang Shouwang was crying under the willow tree. Something material returned to his body.
[My life has been condensed into a picture. I know that the soul that has been suppressed for a long time needs to be released. The amount of information is like a homeless child, needing to be set off by the plot. But the world is too crowded, and I can’t even stand. Needing to breathe heavily and being swept away by the trend, I made a helpless decision.
[Yes, this is my choice. It is indeed a soul imposed on me by the times. They restrict my expression by occupying my soul. I must use numbers to exchange the materials behind another string of numbers. I have to be fast, otherwise The number I hold in my palm next time will be less.
[I am no longer allowed to think. I can’t even look too much at the counter. I can go deep into the mall at will. Those goods that I haven’t paid for are like my soul. They are displayed in a dark place where the spotlight cannot shine. .
[Dear, please tell me the name of the person you are talking to now. 】
Zhang Shouwang began to listen again. He became smaller. The smaller he was, the more information he heard. These calls were like tiny fluff. He saw the patient who was still kind even when his life was dying. The patient did not do anything because he was dying. For extreme things, you have to listen to and express yourself.
but……
Plunging into the vast ocean, Zhang Shouwang's enthusiasm was dissipated. He knew clearly that his energy was limited and his time was not enough, so he had to make a choice. When passing by those kind-hearted teenagers, he didn't know whether his conscience would be condemned. , in this chaotic maze, he is like a piece of rotten wood, unable to protect himself, but still having to cross the river with the little animal in his belly.
For some reason, he heard the young man holding a candle in his hand. He was lying on the coffin board, breathing steadily. Next to him was a wooden sign that read:
May I die young and have no future life.
The young man is bright and bright, with red lips and white teeth. There is an oil-paper umbrella beside him, which shows that he has a certain social status. Otherwise, he would not consider protecting himself from the rain and sun. After all, this is a ritual object.
Sensing someone coming, the young man opened his eyes. His left arm and upper body were covered with bandages, and his eyes were like a pool of hairy stagnant water. However, Zhang Shouwang was not afraid, but instead seemed to have met a companion.
You are also a gentleman.
They looked at each other and smiled, and the atmosphere relaxed a lot.
"You're here."
"Come to see you."
Zhang Shouwang was polite and courteous. The boy opposite him was neatly dressed and his hair was messy, but he still showed his best face: "It turns out that I used to laugh. This is a tree house. You can talk to me."
"May your gentleness accompany me for a long time." Zhang Shouwang knew clearly that the other person's name must be very special, but it was not the ardent expectation of his mother. Without this name that carries the expectations of the elders, I might have easily let go of this name. A terrible purgatory.
Nobility is the epitaph of the noble;
Despicableness is the pass for despicable people.
In this world, heroes deserve to die because you want to be romantic, you plant roses, you are shameless, and you eat wheat.
I know that all you need is some silence.
The young man on the coffin listened to the ardent whisper of death. Zhang Shouwang hugged him by mistake. His two hearts clung to each other in the dim world. There was nothing here. Two lonely candlelights contrasted. In this dark and indifferent universe, They are the only light left.
It’s all because there are too many normal people in this world, making me look like a maverick.
Yeah, that's a good joke.
I really need a big white dumpling nodding at me in the box!
Who can refuse an angel wagging its tail to me~
A skeleton connects the two banks, which is the way to the next swamp.
"He can't steal something that doesn't exist in the first place." The boy in the coffin smiled, "Have you seen any good stories? No, no need to worry about it, he is not good at this, and it is even more irrelevant at the moment. It is not important. The burden is too heavy on you."
"Perhaps, he took the opportunity to appear too seriously. He had no comparison and no foundation. With such heavy shackles placed on a newborn puppy, it's no wonder he ended up like this."
"Just move forward, it doesn't matter."
The boy in the coffin turned around and lay down, recalling his panic and hasty life.
time to go.
There is no use lamenting the spring and autumn. These stations built along the way are just to give the heroes who come later a little new power.
I have heard so many stories and learned about these millet amounts, and then what?
Zhang Shouwang was lost in his own dim world. He didn't know what he came here to do. Every time he decided to live a good life, the scene would change and go somewhere else.
Such a move seemed to be designed to let him know something, but he had no clue.
Only this time, he had a chance to communicate, but the other party's silence made him a little confused.
Another piece of music.
He came to the world of artists and listened to the mischief of flowers, birds, fish and insects, and unexpectedly fell in love with this kind of harmony. Although he didn't understand it, he could accept it and even like it.
Stepping on the huge skeleton, flashes of light occasionally flashed across the dome. The young man in white guessed that these might be the cervical vertebrae of Diplodocus. He followed this natural bridge and ascended step by step from below.
As the altitude increased, the cool breeze blew, and they clung to the skin and pierced into his arms, but this stimulated Zhang Shouwang's rebellious psychology. The stagnant water began to become active, the sparks were rekindled, and began to accumulate energy.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, he seemed to have come to a smooth surface. He guessed that he should have reached the position of his skull. Then the feeling from his next step confirmed that he had indeed reached a new plane.
Keep moving forward?
The young man in white couldn't see the front, and used his hands to explore and test in front of him. Then his hands seemed to touch something, and with the pressing of the mechanism, the dusty door was opened.
The cobwebs were torn apart, mixed with roars of unknown meaning, and then Zhang Shouwang felt that the hot wind coming from the pavement restored consciousness to his body, no longer as numb and stiff as before.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time. Even though time is slower, you are finally here."
The long candlelight rose in the space inside the door, and the orange-red light was too dazzling. Zhang Shouwang first turned his back, and after slowly getting used to it for a long time, he finally saw the other party's appearance clearly:
It was a thick leather book.
Why do you say thick?
Because outside the door, the boy in white couldn't even see its complete appearance. If it weren't for the large gilt characters on the spine as an explanation, he wouldn't have been able to detect it.
"you are……"
Zhang Shouwang walked in as he spoke, scanning with his peripheral vision:
This book is very long, completely out of proportion to its thickness. The length exceeds the limit of my visual range, just like the plastic packaging on a drink bottle. The thickness is only about my ankles, and the width is only about two people. That’s all.
"My name is Yuan Shu, and I am part of the catalog of "Yan Gu Cou"."
Those three pronunciations again.
Zhang Shouwang still doesn't understand what these three pronunciations mean, but the person in front of him, Xin Ran, is not that simple.
"You said I will definitely come?"
"Yes." Yuan Shu said cheerfully: "A ship docked in a harbor is the safest, but this is not the purpose of a ship. My dear, a bird will definitely fly because it has wings, and feathers are free. , the ship will definitely go to sea to explore the other shore of its dreams and face the storms and waves.
"You are this material. It doesn't take long for you to meet your destiny even if you are eighty years old. Of course, you can also be a bed and a white-eyed wolf who likes to drink plain porridge. There is nothing wrong with being ordinary. Yes, if everyone loved adventure, there would be no civilization in this world.
"Mean people will say that this world is vulgar, and only these self-degenerate people will accept a life with an end in sight to complete the task of reproducing the race. But my dear, you are a ship."
Leziren: Thank you, I stopped scolding you halfway.
"I think you are quite mean." Zhang Shouwang said.
"Have you seen this? Sure enough, I am still so outstanding. It's like putting me in a pocket. I am still the best. As a sharp point piercing obstacles, it seems that even in the vicissitudes of life, I still stand. At the top of this civilization, no one can reach it!"
The boy in white:...
Are you sure that's what I mean?
"Brave, how many rules do you have?"
"Five rules." Zhang Shouwang looked at the rules in his hand every day, and naturally he would not forget them. He immediately spread them out and said:
[Game Rule 1: Every little sister has her own big daddy. 】
[Game Rule 2: When two gems meet each other, the sundial will be moved. 】
[Game Rule 3: Human food is slaves, slaves’ food is parasites. 】
[Game rule four: The dead and the living cannot share the same body. 】
[Game Rule 5: When the moral ruler reaches any section of the ruler, the game ends. 】
"How many "Yan Gu Chou" rewards have you received?"
"My "Yan Gu Chou" combines "Insects", "Mother's Wild Child", and "Books with My Brother". Only "Books with My Brothers" is complete and rewards the knot of unity." After thinking for a moment, the boy in white said frankly road.
"There is a lot of progress missing. By your standards, it is difficult to even know yourself, let alone see a glimpse of the truth." Yuan Shu shook his head.
"So, where should I look for the missing pieces?"
"When you come to me, you can't leave, but your concentric knot has an advantage. The person bound to you can look for clues on your behalf."
"Well, it's the fifteenth anniversary of Zongheng! I just saw the appearance and voice of my editor Liuliu today. People in the group said that he looked like a college student, hahahaha. It turns out that he joined the job in 18 years, and my first book was in 18 years I signed the contract at the end of December, and it has been so many years in the blink of an eye. Last year, I contacted him and said that I, a literary youth like me, had embarrassed him... I feel ashamed that there are so many recommendations for this book, and I can't get it from the first book. , I was satisfied with the treatment of the second book, and I felt that I was well-deserved for this book. I also left a lot of good memories in Zongheng. As a street rusher and a shameless hard-working dog, I hope it will It’s getting better and better, after all, it’s my cinnabar mole (Bai Yueguang is sweet potato) hahahahaha. Gradually I let it go and got used to writing something every day. I don’t know how long I can keep doing it for love, but as long as I write, I want to Leave more memories on this platform. I don’t have many manuscripts saved. I’m going to sort out my thoughts. I’ll go back and revise them when I have time next year... Of course, I can’t guarantee it. Thank you, happy birthday Zongheng, your fifteenth year , starting from my last pen name, I dare say that I have been with him for ten years, going round and round, and the decisions made by that young boy back then have always been correct."
