endless roses

Chapter 101 The Virtual Martyr
On Guanqian Street, I turned into a restaurant with my friends, and I didn't know that I was slaughtered until I sat down and ordered food.I didn't know the price before. When I checked out, I found out that the same dish was a few fractions, and the rest would have to be listed in the sky-high price. The proprietress sells books part-time and has contacts with a good friend of mine.Later, I found out that she was also running a pimping business, and I was not surprised.

A grand event, said to be a selection, the proprietress nodded at me, and said to the person beside her: She will listen carefully to what you say.I propped my chin with my hand and pinched it from time to time, looking very focused.Looking up, gaze at the cheekbone under her right eye.

I said: "Yeah."

I don't care about it.

Soon they seemed to be thrown into a prison in the woods.

He's an executioner-like character, almost bald and full of flesh, and my future is at his disposal.I know that my friend who was traveling with me has died on the bumpy road, and the sadness in my heart has been scattered for a long time, and I look at the dementia.The reckless man was curious about whether I could still look like a human being, so he took out a few newly painted landscapes to discuss, and I said that the one you just painted was very good.This person thought that he was referring to his accomplice who was slightly upset, but then realized that it was him and laughed.I chatted with him, saying that if you don't want to, you have relationship first, and if you hope, you have love first. After thinking for a while, he agreed.

He pretended to be sunny, and there was a hint of handsomeness, and he hid in the curtain and looked at me obediently.

When Zhongzhong came back, I signaled her to open the door secretly with my hand, and she followed suit.

I'm leaving, and the way to say goodbye to this wicked person is to pretend to deceive him that everything is the same as before, and then leave suddenly so that this world will no longer have me.

Stretching his head out with a premonition of what was about to happen, he began to speak erratically.Feeling that something was wrong, I answered absent-mindedly, not wanting him to notice that the door was open.

He saw it, and suddenly turned into a docile white dog. I crossed its diaphragm from the back and held it, a little tough, and realized that I would run away.Feeling let down, he twisted furiously and desperately, seeing my palm suddenly freeze, and bit down hard.

I really wanted to take a gun to solve it, a trace of pity and guilt of deceit flashed in my heart, and I forgot how to tell him to die.Maybe it really took another shot after killing him.Maybe I twisted the neck of this villain with a broken heart to calm down the guilt, and abandoned it by the trash can in the most hidden corner of the downtown. Maybe, I handed it over to others, so that those who hate him will end his life.

The next day, the Beijing Central Newspaper said that the gangster's nest had been taken away, and that a righteous man had killed the leader, and that the righteous man had hidden himself in the city without a trace.The market in Bianjing was bustling, and I escaped from that old dream and stood in a sachet shop.This is also the place where slaves were bought for the women of the officials.The auntie wearing a satin lapel was peeling sachets and asking me where I should get a rabies vaccine. They turned a blind eye to the tragedy there, and I gradually learned to follow the crowd and continued to chat with her about the unknown content without telling each other.

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Dream flow:

(One)
I slipped and fell in my dream, not stepping on the air, but falling forward.Imagine stepping on a skateboard and letting it carry you forward.When sprinting, the body leans more and more by the way.So I trembled violently on the bed.

(two)

Woman by the street tree.She and I are partners in a certain event, and after finishing everything, we got a book "Loving You Like Life".I walked with her on the same road, and we had nothing to say to each other, there was a kind of uncomfortable silence.She picked up her mobile phone to call her friend, and said to the other end: Come here again.Friends agreed.So I freed her from each other, and we smiled at each other before the man came.

(three)

Mung bean cakes are neatly piled on the white jade plate, like a hollowed out pyramid.Stand quietly on the coffee table.

(four)

A certain folding fan in the dream, the surface of the fan is ink and wash mountains and rivers, and there is a cat hidden in the stacked mountains.

(Fives)

The heart slice of the wonderful world continues to flow with life and blood.There are square pointed umbrellas above it.

(six)

I'm leaving, I'm going to write poetry, I'm going to cry over things worth crying about.

(Seven)

The sun peeking out from the clouds looked haggard.

(Eight)

Fell asleep with earphones on, listening to music in one ear.Suddenly, Guo Mei's "Sister" was played, and there was such a piercing sound that it woke me up.The drowsiness is lost, and it is replaced by another sleepiness that adapts to this rhythm.Forget it, although his singing is not bad, he cut off the next song before he finished listening.After all, it's better to be gentle at night.

(nine)

It suddenly occurred to me that even if I hadn’t come to Suzhou, no matter which city I went to, I would love the small city I was in

If I went to Jinling, the willows and songs of the Qinhuai River, the mist and the past would disperse; if I was in the capital, I would fall in love with its magnificent alleys and city walls; Let the moon in the bridge be intoxicated for a long time.

(ten)

I change my mind all the time.This is not regret. Before I had time to regret it, I willfully abducted another thing to do.

(eleven)

What is the blossoming and falling is the fragrance of the whole place.

Can't tell.Next time I will say it is the dream that was blown down in front of the hall, and the next time I will say it is the dry branches, waiting to be pruned or broken, and then it will be the obedient leaves that want to see the world, waiting to cover the seasons.Just don't talk about the fixed old saying that all the lead is washed away and the song ends.

(twelve)
If I accidentally leave Sucheng for a few years, I will miss it terribly, and I will definitely flash its image day and night inadvertently, thinking about it to death.

(thirteen)
At night, I felt very uncomfortable from being bitten by mosquitoes, so I picked up the toilet water bottle in a daze, pressed it, and spread it on the lower half of my face.There was still melodious music in my ears, and I heard the blind man tell her that it was the sea that let me see you, and then the sax was spinning.He wiped it away, tasted it in his mouth, and the ether was bitter.

(fourteen)
A woman in a cheongsam sang a melodious voice on the stage of the old era.There are many people sitting under the stage, they drink, they make fun of, they are silent.

(fifteen)
I really want to write a song, and then play it with an unfamiliar guitar, I don’t know where to start.Good sentences are always given by chance, so I don't think about it deliberately. Let's start when I suddenly have to write.

(End of this chapter)