"spectator"
"What?"
he ask me.
"I'm just a bystander, and you didn't even give me a role?"
I said it a little louder this time.
"Sorry, I was too close just now and forgot to pull you in."
I can feel that after experiencing a 'creation' space, he is in a bad state at the moment and his reaction is a bit awkward.
"I really can't stand it anymore. Why would someone do that kind of thing at the top of the stairs?!"
"Don't think this is what I'm thinking. If I could create that kind of world by myself, I definitely wouldn't ask for your help."
He didn't explain to me why he was so poor in his 'dream', but instead turned to contempt for me.
"This space is not interesting. I just thought you were going to add some details to the space I 'created'."
I was a little bit offended by his targeted words.
"I'm showing you the world I described. Did you find that yours was too abstract?
They are not continuous. One moment you are on the street, and the next moment you are suddenly on the mountain. "
he ask me.
I saw the confusion on his expression.
"Kind of, but I don't know how to describe it in detail."
"I know." His voice suddenly became loud. I could feel his anger, and he immediately yelled at me: "How can you help me if you continue like this? I don't want to stop at these simple life events my whole life. superior."
"Actually, there has been a lot of progress. We are now traveling, and our life is no longer simple. Both space and time have been greatly improved."
I'm also a little angry. He has made great progress, but he is still not satisfied.
"What I want is not so simple. I have been teaching you literacy for so long. Think about how long it has been. Adding to the world we have entered, we have been together for seven or eight years, so many years! You have only made so little progress."
I yelled at him: "I don't want to do it anymore."
I really felt uncomfortable when he said, "I have worked so hard, and you still talk about me every day!"
He might have left me speechless and didn't speak for a while, but I still felt a little sorry for him.
"There is a saying that you can marry as many as you want, and you can marry as many dogs as you want. Some men work there, and the women follow them to work in garment factories, staying up late every day. That's life without love. I let you do this. High-end things.
In the space we create, we can do whatever we want! You don't appreciate it at all.
This is the most high-end thing in the world! ? You can be so dissatisfied. I really can't believe how there is a woman like you. "
"But I don't know how. I'm just stupid. How can I learn how to do it if you ask me to do it?"
I yelled at him.
We are all young,
At least in the real world that I know, I am only less than 24 years old, and he is one year older than me, and he is in his most youthful and exciting years.
"Really!...Hey!...Why did I meet a woman like you!?"
I was a little afraid to reply to him, because I was afraid that he would soon try to belittle me in various ways.
He is great, but I am so bad, how could I not understand!
It wasn't until after a while that he softly underestimated and said: "The waves are full of rage."
Although his voice was very low, I still heard it,
'Yes, I am such a person, and everything you said is right. '
I cursed in my heart. In fact, I was very happy. His excellence was reflected in all aspects, and it was also reflected in the fact that I was always powerless to keep up with his rhythm.
He seemed to be impressed by his idea and said to me: "I'll do it."
I can feel how broken he is. He is such a hard-working and serious boy.
When I was being belittled by him at this moment, I suddenly felt very angry!
'It is a woman like me who is with you. You are excellent, but you are not mine. '
I wouldn't be stupid enough to say something like that.
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I handed the cylindrical rice box with one fried dumpling left to the right.
The girl took the opportunity.
It was our first time to come to Qinchuan, a small county-level town.
On the intercity railway, I temporarily decided that the most important destination of the day's trip would be Dayu Mountain.
I have always felt that to truly understand a city, you must walk through its streets and eat its local food.
So after the bus passed through a newly built community and passed by this big road with a row of breakfast spots, I said to the girl sitting in front of me with the warm sunshine shining on her: "Get off here. Come on, let’s have breakfast first.”
"Get off."
Qingyan obviously also wanted to get off the car. We stood on the side of a small street in this strange city,
It is not an old house or a narrow street. Instead, it is more like a new building that has only been built a few years ago. It does not have much of the tourist feeling that it should have in the impression.
When we were running towards the opposite side of the road, we saw the number '2' on the bus that was leaving. I was a little surprised, "We obviously took the number 16, why is it number 2?"
"Route 16 is ahead!"
When Qingyan said this, we were almost on the opposite side, and I could clearly see 16, which was quite far ahead of Route 2.
"Why are you driving so fast? We just got off the car!"
I still sigh a little bit,
“There’s also food across the street.”
Qingyan looked around at both sides of the road.
I just saw the breakfast restaurant in this direction and chose to get off the car.
However, from this angle, you can also see more broadly that there are a lot of food on the side where you just got off the bus.
In her and his impression, that place was obviously biased towards other tire shops, decoration shops and the like.
It seems that just after coming here, there are suddenly many food stalls.
