endless roses

Chapter 97 So, why do you bring so many clothes?
Before the Dragon Boat Festival holiday, many boxes were piled up on the ground of the dormitory, so the road was narrow.I happened to be standing in the middle, and Xiao Zhongzhong was going to take her place, put his hands on my waist to signal to get out of the way quickly.

Me: "Who put his hands where they shouldn't be?"

Zhongzhong had already finished taking things, and lay down on her own bed, with cute and wandering eyes: "Ah, I don't know who it is?"

Me: "Oh, you don't know, what exactly is that?"

Zhongzhong: "Meier doesn't know who lives in her lower bunk?"

Me: "I'm afraid."

"I'm afraid of ghosts~ but ghosts didn't hurt me at all; I'm not afraid of people, but people hurt me all over." She continued, packing her belongings again, and suddenly said, "My family, I'm not coming back."

Me: "Can you give me the key, anyway, you're not coming back, just as a backup."

"No, I want to keep the key forever! Alas, there is still half of the box empty and I don't know what to put in it."

"Get in by yourself, anyway, you are so thin."

"Then check it in, right?"

"Haha, no way no way."

While tidying up, she muttered again: "Oh, what clothes should I bring back?"

Me: "Why do you have to bring so many clothes?"

Zhongzhong: "That's right, take it back and bring it back, don't worry, I've totally realized it."

"It would have been nice to know earlier."

This little guy fumbled with his schoolbag, and suddenly took out some weird things from it, turned to me and said, "My God, there are two ping-pong balls in the schoolbag, who knows?"

I don't understand."

Turning to Tangtang again: "Tangtang has two ping-pong balls in my schoolbag!"

Tangtang lay on the bed and said lazily, "Sell it."

Zhongzhong: "No! I want to hit him hard."

She flipped through the photo album again, frozen frames of paper about college memories.

Me: "You are looking at your good old days."

Zhongzhong: "Qing! Onion! Years! Months! I was going to make a push about Polaroid on the road, but suddenly I didn't think about it."

Me: "What's the matter, push on the road, it's really you."

Zhongzhong: "What kind of nerves do you push on the road instead of sleeping! Part-time work is not enough! You have to use your spare time to work part-time."

Me: "Small nerve, it should be."

Zhongzhong: "I'm going to throw away the book after the meditation class, and someone will pick it up for me, come and sign up."

Me: "Tell me which trash can, give me pointers."

Zhongzhong: "It's probably the trash can downstairs in the dormitory."

Me: "Okay, I'll pick it up for you."

Zhongzhong: "Phew! In the age of electronic information, people no longer need books to study."

While tidying up, he hummed again, "You love me~I love you~Mixue Bingcheng is sweet~"

Me: "Do you have to fill it up?"

She looked at the other half of the box, which was empty, and said helplessly: "That's right, I have a kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder."

Me: "Leave some room, maybe you don't know how many things you bring here."

Zhongzhong: "That's right, you're right, I've realized it. Do you want to take the table tennis racket home? Oh no, I can keep it and play; these posters take up space."

Me: "I understand, I understand. Although your poster has very little space in the small box, it takes up a small space just like taking up space in your heart, right? So before you said to delete so many past Weibo instead of changing it to be visible only to yourself, because you can reduce in quantity!"

Zhongzhong: "Yes! But I want to take it back."

Me: "Take it back, it seems to be nothing."

"No, No, I can only say No, Mom will kill me." After tidying up, I put on my makeup, and there was a fun program on the computer, and I said to myself by the way: "Today's drawing is a picture of my mother. The tools used are very simple for pseudo makeup without makeup~ Oh, yes, the effect is immediate~ Blush, today we choose an invisible color." While choosing on the dressing table.

Tangtang suddenly sang again: "I know you are good to me~"

I saw that she was undressed, but the little hairpin she was wearing was very interesting, so I said, "Is this your new hairstyle?"

Tangtang: "That's right, carefully designed and crafted~"

I heard an eerie, funny singing from her side, an old voice singing about drunken crooked butterflies.

Me: "Xiao Zhongzhong, what are you watching so interesting."

Zhongzhong: "A singing talent show, hahaha."

I leaned over to watch it, sure enough, it was fun, I would do this part too, humming along with deliberately going out of tune.

"When the flowers bloom, the moon sets and the moon waxes and wanes, so I am that one~drunk butterfly~la la la~"

Drunk and drunk, I always don't remember, so I sang casually, and told them on a whim: "I hope to be a staff member in an audition before graduating from university. I also want to see the glory before the war. There must be a lot of wonderful scenes in the audition~”

Continue to say: "Put on an invisible lipstick today, family members."

Me: "Why, if you want to paint, paint the most colorful."

Zhongzhong: "Because I want to go home. (Implicit, Mom saw that I was going to hit you)"

After finishing, Dudu looked at it in the mirror, turned to me and said, "Isn't it very plain today?"

I found it interesting, so I looked at it carefully: "Have you put on makeup?"

Zhongzhong: "I lied to you!"

Me: "Young age."

Zhongzhong: "Yes, I lied to you every day, hum~"

Tangtang raised her voice and said, "I know you are good to me better than anyone else~"

Me: "Is it appropriate to ride a bike today?"

Zhongzhong: "Not suitable, it's raining."

Me: "Then I'd better go to class."

Tangtang: "Do you want to take my electric car?"

Me: "No, I'm going to walk over by myself."

Turning to her, he asked, "Xiao Zhongzhong, did you react after the second injection today?"

Zhongzhong: "It's just painful, there's no response."

He made a grimace and emphasized to me, and smiled unrestrainedly by the way: "The reaction is painful to the point of death."

Wanting to leave, I glanced at it, ah, the key.

Me: "If you all leave, I will come back alone without a key."

Tangtang: "Hahaha, then you sleep outside, our poor little guy cries outside the door for three days."

Take your umbrella, close the door, and leave this lively afternoon.

(End of this chapter)