The Winner of Life Through the Second Dimension

It's like a moon, when can you stop?

Worry comes from it and cannot be cut off.

The more you pass through the mountains, the uselessness exists.

Qikuo talks about banquet, thinking about old grace.

The moon is sparse, the black magpie flies south,

Three turns around the tree, where is the branch to rely on?

The mountains never get too high, and the sea never gets too deep.

Duke Zhou vomits and feeds, the world returns to heart! "

"Good wine (Coke)! Good poetry! Good scenery!" For some reason, I suddenly became poetic and recited Cao Cao's short song line.Probably because after watching the shocking star scene, I feel that the universe is infinite and life is so short.Of course there is also a desire for talent.

Throwing a few potato chips into my mouth, drinking coke, lying on the rooftop and watching the scenery, the cool summer wind blows, I feel very satisfied in my life.

Maybe it's not bad to live alone like this, don't think about complicated feelings, be carefree, and enjoy life to the fullest.

"No! No! After finally being reborn once, I can't be a dog after being killed. Otherwise, wouldn't there be a dog abuse festival every year?" After 001 seconds of having this thought, I quickly dismissed it.Being single is evil!The harem is king!

Since there are good wines and good scenes, how can there be no good music?After all, I'm from the city, so I must be able to play a little bit.

At this time, it is time to let the harmonica play! "24 hole Joshua harmonica, only 998 on Taobao!"

In fact, I bought it in Akihabara in the morning. Because the harmonica is relatively small, it can be carried with me and can be played at any time.So how can I miss this arrogant artifact?

And now the most suitable tune to play is of course where the stars are.The slightly sad sound of the piano sounded slowly, and gradually overflowed like a tide, flowing through the heart like a thread, soft and tactful, quiet and sad, soft and comfortable, a ripple in this quiet countryside, evoking People's memories of the past.

The twinkling stars, the thoughts of people, the whispers of the wind, the sadness of the moon, the fleeting years, a thousand words, endless words.Think long, hate Youyou.The mad heart rests on the wine and clears the sorrow, and the sound of the piano echoes in the desolate place.

"Brother Xinjie, have you thought of something unhappy again?"

"Wake up, did I wake you up?"

I took Qiongmei into my arms and put it on Qiongmei's hair.

"No, because Brother Xinjie you cried the last time you played this tune, and now I can see that Brother Xinjie is not in a good mood." Sister Qiong replied.

"Nonsense, your brother Xinjie won't cry, he's just sighing." "Well, brother Xinjie is the best!"

Actually, it's not that I'm sentimental, but this is the memory that I can't forget.I just don't understand how some transmigrants are so heartless, their parents forget about it when they say they forget it, and the kindness of parenting for more than ten or twenty years, just forget it when they say it like this?Even if I can't go back, even if I feel sad again, I don't think I can forget this kindness.Well, most of the traversers are orphans, without fathers and mothers, and have no nostalgia for the world, so there will be no troubles like mine.

I don't regret coming to this world, but if there is a chance to go back, I will choose to leave, even if there are too many anime characters I like here.But the white-haired person sending the black-haired person will definitely cause a huge blow to the parents, and the Zhao family will never end up in their hearts.Also, who will take care of their parents when they get old?Who will inherit the country I laid down?So, again, if it is possible to go back, I will choose to leave this world.

"Hey! Brother Xinjie, will you leave me in the future?"

"Why are you asking this question?"

"I don't know why, but I just have a feeling that Brother Xinjie will disappear in the future, will leave me, and will never be seen again. Wuwu, Brother Xinjie, I'm afraid." Sister Qiong cried. said the voice.

"Silly girl, what are you talking about? If I'm not here, why would I disappear?" "And why is my brother willing to leave such a cute little dome? So don't worry, my brother will not leave." I am comforted.

"Because I want to go back, it's easier said than done, it can even be said to be impossible, because this is not like other traversers, just traversing to another world, I suspect that what I'm traversing is dimension. Therefore, not only in different time and space, What is more important is the distance of dimensions. Creatures of low dimensions can never break the dimensional wall and escape from the dimension. Just like the characters in animation can never appear in reality.

In terms of cultivators that people are familiar with, even if you are strong enough to shatter the void, you are only going from one dimension to another, higher dimension.

When it comes to traveling through space, as long as Junichiro is given materials, he can make any door that travels through space.So I wanted to see if, in my lifetime, Junichiro actually invents a machine that travels through space, so maybe I can start a new journey.

"Come on, open your mouth." "Ah~~" I took a piece of potato chips and fed Qiongmei.

"Stop talking about such sad things, come on, my brother will blow the little stars to you."

"Twinkle, twinkle, little stars all over the sky!" Sister Qiong also hummed along with the tune.

"It's really good to sing!" I said as I touched the head of Sister Qiong.

"Go down, or your mother will be worried."

"Brother Xinjie, where are we going to play tomorrow?"

"I don't know, let's go play with your brother first."

When it was time to go to bed, Sister Qiong kept shouting that she wanted to sleep with me, and my aunt felt very helpless, so she asked my opinion.Of course I can't ask for it!

The live-action version of the dome girl's pillow!How comfortable it would be to hold it to sleep!

Looking at Qiongmei lying on the bed, I feel like my nosebleed is about to spurt out, this is a pure loli!

And because Sister Qiong had just taken a shower and her hair was still wet, she looked like a little fairy.However, it is still a bit inappropriate to use the word chushui hibiscus to describe it. Qiongmei is a bit of a monster, so I think it is more appropriate to describe it with blooming daffodils.

Originally, I planned to sleep with Qiongmei, but now I don't have that thought.

"Brother Xinjie, come up quickly." Sister Qiong urged.

Lying on the bed, I can still smell the fragrance of Qiongmei.Not only that, but for the first time, she threw aside the rabbit she had to hold every day to sleep, and instead hugged me.

"Can Xiaoqiong not hold him so tightly, your brother Xinjie is about to breathe."

You can hug me if you say, anyway, it's me who has benefits, but can you not hug my neck. . .You keep hugging my neck, are you trying to strangle me...?

"No!" "Okay, okay, you can hug, but if you can don't hug your neck, brother will lend you your hand."

Soon, Sister Qiong, who was holding my hand, fell asleep, and because the two were close to each other, the gas she exhaled when she breathed kept blowing on my face, which made me feel embarrassed, and sure enough I'm still a virgin, so I'm shy.

But then I think about it, no matter what he can see from a distance and not play with it, at this time, if I don't hug Qiongmei, I look down on myself!So, I turned on my side, and with my other hand, I passed through Sister Qiong's silver hair, and hugged her slender waist.