i was my mistake

"Let's order something else this time, I seem to have smelled the aroma of small desserts—" Wan Qing said, pushing open the half-hidden shop door, and walked into the somewhat empty room.

The chubby old lady walked out of the kitchen with a smile, and asked with concern as if seeing her child in the rain: "Oh, what's going on, I'm so wet, it's so cold, wait a minute It's time to catch a cold, you two wait, I'll get you two clean towels!"

"No..." Just as Ye Chen said the words, the old lady turned around and ran upstairs.

There was a rush of footsteps on the wooden board, and then she rushed over again, almost tripped over her own feet when going down the stairs, and stumbled on the table under the stairs.

"Boss, are you alright?"

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, you guys wipe your body quickly, I'll push out the oven for you to warm up!"

Ye Chen looked at the towel in his hand that was clean as if it had never been used before, and felt a warmth flowing in his heart: "Look, there are still many good people in this world, right?"

"Stop trying to convince me or change my way of thinking." Wan Qing rolled her eyes at him, "You live your way, I live my way..."

"Mutual understanding, right?"

"more or less."

"Then you should understand me..."

"When you see it, you will get angry, understand what a fart."

"Hello!"

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When they appear on the battlefield, I know that our end is coming. ——A soldier from the 'Fontaine' country who did not want to be named.

You must have never seen a psychiatrist, and if you had, you wouldn't be standing here quite like a coalition soldier in a wheelchair.

I thought it was the Predator until someone told me it was a psychiatrist, I saw a psychiatrist law enforcement, yes... I saw a psychiatrist law enforcement - NYC Trauma Rehabilitation Mr. Smith.

I think they can kill God with bare hands - Naiken, the former commander of the 73rd Division of the Marine Corps of the 'Sumi' Army.

——Anonymous Netizens (from an ancient Internet era forum that was forgotten in history after being banned and whose name cannot be named)

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80. High fever

As soon as Ye Chen lay down, he fell into the world of dreams.

It was like a bottomless abyss emitting dim light.

He heard Wan Qing's voice coming into his ears, and struggled to open his eyes, but was firmly grasped by the dream world.

"Ye Chen? Do you want to eat an apple? Huh? I'm going to sleep now...?"

"Hello? Ye Chen? Are you Nobi Nobita, fall asleep in a second..."

Until Wanqing's grunt gradually faded away.

At last he could not hear other sounds.

He just fell in his own world.

There is silence like the annihilation of all things.

A bottomless fall.

It gave him the illusion that he was soaring in the sky.

Suddenly, a slightly sad singing came from my ear.

He landed on something soft, sat up and saw a flying blanket.

A fragmented picture began to appear around him, and the blanket brought it into the picture, and everything became three-dimensional in an instant.

The separated scenes are surrounded by endless darkness, and every door seems to lead to a bottomless abyss.

What Ye Chen saw was a young man who was arguing with someone.

He was knocked down to the ground, and the vicious dog barked at him. He struggled to get up, and stumbled out of here.

The group behind him pointed at him and laughed like they were watching a clown.

The scene in front of him gradually faded, and the flying carpet took him to the next place.

This is an empty park. A man with a bruised nose and a swollen face is sitting on a flower bed, and a skinny and hungry dog ​​is lying not far away, looking straight at him.

He looked at it, hesitated, but still threw out the ham sausage with only one bite in his hand.

The dog chewed heavily, and after eating, it took a few steps forward, leaned in front of the young man, and licked his blood-stained palm with its rough tongue.

Ye Chen saw him patting the dog's head and laughing, but couldn't hear his laughter.

The sad song in the ear is still singing softly.

The scene slowly disintegrated in the smoke, and the flying carpet led him forward slowly.

Still that young man.

In the office, he was being reprimanded by someone who looked like a leader with his head down. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and slapped the table angrily, and the other party started pointing at his nose and yelling.

So he started first, and the two quickly scuffled together.

This time the scene didn't disappear, but the flying carpet led him to break open the door ahead of time.

After going out, it was still the same office.

The young man signed the form, exhaled from his nose, sneered, slammed the fountain pen on the table, pushed the door and left.

The flying carpet followed him slowly.

The young man pushed open a door, and behind him was an interviewer sitting upright.

The expression on his face immediately turned into a gentle smile.

An impatient expression appeared on the interviewer's face, and he shook his head slowly.

Dejected, he pushed open another door.

Every time the door was opened, there was an interviewer sitting.

Every time he opened the door, the smile put back on his face.

It's just that the smile became more and more stiff and cold.

I don't know how many rooms there are.

After the man opened the door, he didn't appear in another office.

But on a cold street.

The rain was pouring down.

Pedestrians come and go, but there are no vivid colors.

And the color on his body seemed to have dimmed a bit.

His eyes are vicissitudes and tired, and some of the beard stubble have turned white.

Ye Chen has been attracted by this young man's behavior.

He lay on the flying carpet and watched quietly.

The young man was not decadent for too long, and soon he found a new job - riding an electric motorcycle and wearing a yellow helmet to walk through the streets and alleys.

A smile appeared on his face again.

He began to cheer up again.

The pedestrians on the street have regained their colors.

But the singing in my ears became more and more sad.

The wrinkles on the young man's face gradually increased, and his skin tone became darker and darker, but he became fatter like an inflated ball.

Later, he rode a tricycle and sent those boxes and packages to various places in the streets and alleys.

Later, he found a new job and sat in the office.

His eyes filled with light again.

But the number of people on the street began to decrease.

He lost his job again.

He went looking again.

Another job loss—this time with dejected faces across the company.

The flying carpet took Ye Chen through one scene after another, but every time he saw the man staying at home alone.

He rested his cheeks and looked at the cat outside the window.

The sad music gradually stopped.

There is no sound at all.

When the flying carpet arrived at another scene, he was already standing on the roof.

Looking down.

No traffic, no pedestrians.

Only a cloud of white mist enveloped everything.

Can't see anything.

The building he was standing on was obviously not high, but he couldn't see the ground anyway.

He hung his head, the expression on his face was already numb.

He took a few steps forward and was already standing on the edge of the roof.

Even a gust of wind can blow him down.

He... jumped forward.

But it seemed to be stopped by something.

He didn't raise his head, but still looked down at the street shrouded in hazy mist.

Ye Chen lay on the flying carpet, holding him tightly: "Hey! No matter who you are, don't-don't-give up!"

Ye Chen in the dream gritted his teeth.

He felt like he had exerted all his strength, but he couldn't move the man a bit.

The buildings around him turned into pieces of building blocks, collapsing silently.

The whole world has turned into chaos.

Everything is more blurred.

Only dampness can be felt.

"Crash-"

Ye Chen felt that he heard the sound of water in his ears.

The withered and yellow weeds were scratching his cheeks.

The smell of earth mixed with the smell of rotting animals.

He felt the owner of that arm begin to struggle.

So Ye Chen stretched out his other hand and firmly grasped the man's arm.

Little by little, he pulled him up with all his strength.

Ye Chen's eyes were extremely determined, he clenched his teeth, and would not let go no matter what: "Don't give up!"

"boom--!!"

It was as if something huge had been pulled out of the water, and the huge waves were raging.

Those waves slapped on his body like rain, and also knocked down the blooming wild flower.

The man fell back to the shore with him.