Self-guided daily life after rebirth

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Chapter 131 Ideal

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To say I slept was to really sleep.

After all, the eldest lady is the eldest lady, and it is said that once a word is made, it is hard to follow. She said that if she wanted Su Tong to sleep with her, then Su Tong could only choose to sleep with her.

Of course it is a very pure way of sleeping.

They don't move hands and feet, don't play hooligans, just sleep on the bed, sharing each other's body temperature and touch.

Su Tong was not as cautious as when he was sleeping with the young lady for the first time.

At that time, he said that if he could sleep in the same bed with the eldest lady, he could do anything to the eldest lady, but in the end he still admitted his cowardice, and honestly treated the eldest lady as a big paper man wife hugging a pillow to sleep.

Maybe it’s not as good as hugging a pillow when you fall asleep.

It doesn't matter how many people call the paper man on the pillow his wife like me, but since he hugged it home, it is his wife, so he can do whatever he wants when he hugs him to sleep at night.

But not for the young lady.

The girl's body is soft and fragile like a porcelain doll. The first feeling when holding her in her arms is that she is slender, and then she feels distressed. She will subconsciously want her to eat more and get fatter...

Then I thought that my eldest lady is a real eater, and as far as the appetite of girls is concerned, one person is better than three people.

Advise the young lady to eat more?

Hey.

That brain was either kicked by the donkey or caught in the door.

Usually, the eldest lady's appetite is enough to shock people for a whole year. If she eats more, will she just stop being a human being?

I just don't know where she packed all the food she ate.

Four-dimensional stomach bag?

But even the four-dimensional stomach bag still has to be digested in the end. Where does the excess energy and nutrition go after digesting?

Su Tong was thinking wildly, and felt the soft texture on his chest with complicated emotions.

Big.

White.

soft.

In an instant, Su Tong realized where the nutrients that his eldest lady had digested after eating so much went.

Oh, that's fine.

He continued to think about it, looking up at the ceiling while thinking.

Can't sleep.

It's hard...it's hard to sleep.

Same as last time.

Of course, it is impossible to pretend that there is no feeling at all in the arms of Wen Xiang nephrite, in fact, the feeling and reaction are quite big.

He is not Liu Xiahui, so of course it is impossible to sit still.

Adolescent boys will have some weird thoughts in their minds all day long. As long as there is a hole, they will suddenly have a bold idea, no matter how serious the situation is, they can be inexplicably twisted.

So now that I hold the young lady on the bed, if I can really clear my heart, that would be the evil door.

Can't sleep.

Su Tong was bored and could only stare at the ceiling in a daze.

The desk lamp is off.

It was already late at night, and the curtains were drawn again, so the moonlight outside the room could not come in, so there was only pure darkness in the room. Although it was not impossible to stretch out your fingers, it was difficult to see the room furnishings clearly even if you opened your eyes wide.

A chaotic ups and downs, shadows shrouded.

In the haze, the voice of the eldest lady sounded in the ear:

"Are you still asleep?"

It seems that sleepiness is gradually rolling up, so the girl's voice is not very clear, like writing with a wet brush, with strands of ink smudged, spreading on the yellowed rice paper.

Has a dense texture.

I always feel that listening to the girl's voice at this moment is like a light rain falling in my ears.

Su Tong thought and turned his head away.

In the darkness, he vaguely saw the girl's pretty face.

Her long hair was loose like black ink, and the blue floral nightgown with suspenders slipped off one side, revealing her white and delicate fragrant shoulders that shone like light.

She turned sideways and looked at him with her chin resting on her cheek. There seemed to be a sparkle in her big bright eyes.

For some reason, Su Tongwei was a little embarrassed, and nodded hesitantly:

"...Well, I can't sleep a bit."

"I can't sleep, since I can't sleep, please chat with me."

Saying so, the eldest lady smiled and turned over to turn on the lamp on the bedside table.

As a result, a hazy orange light lit up in the darkness, not dazzling, but just the right amount of brightness.

There is also a certain atmosphere.

Freehand, warm, just right warm atmosphere quietly dizzy the whole room with the lights on.

Su Tong subconsciously looked along the light source, but his sight stopped halfway.

I saw Missy again.

It's not like what I saw in the darkness just now.

But more and more like glowing.

The orange light was shining behind the girl, like a crown of light that belonged to an angel or a god floated up, and the girl was wrapped in a blanket and looked at him sideways with her cheeks on her side, her long hair was loose and her eyes were smiling, her pretty face was vaguely The shadow of the backlight looks softer and warmer.

Really like an angel.

Su Tong was silent, not knowing what to say for a while.

Sometimes he really suspects that his eldest lady is not a human being at all, she is more like an angel who listened to his high school wish and came down from the sky to save him.

But it's impossible.

Because that's pure speculation after all.

There is no living space for so-called angels in this materialistic world, and all flying fantasies will eventually fall to the ground under the heavy gravity of reality, and fall into a mess.

Su Tong lowered his eyes and asked in a low voice:

"Miss, what do you want to talk to me about?"

The smile on the eldest lady's face became stronger, then she stared into his eyes seriously and said:

"Talk about life, talk about ideals."

"Life...ideal?"

"correct."

The girl's face is taken for granted:

"Otherwise, what can we talk about when we can't sleep in the middle of the night?"

Su Tongxin said that we can talk about what the name of the son and daughter should be called in the future.

But he can't, at least he shouldn't...

If he really thought about it, he might be kicked out of the room immediately by the eldest lady, or even lock his room and let him sleep on the sofa in the living room.

Then it's not worth the loss.

So the silly roe deer immediately nodded submissively:

"Okay, miss, what you say is what you say, then let's talk about life and ideals... what life and ideals?"

Su Tong looked at the slightly embarrassed expression of the silly roe deer in front of him, and found it quite interesting, so he asked:

"Before we talk about life and ideals, I have a question—do you have ideals, Su Tong?"

"Ideals? Of course there are ideals. Who doesn't have ideals? My ideal is..."

For some reason, Su Tong suddenly fell silent.

ideal?

Speaking of which, what is his ideal?

It doesn't seem like it's been that long.

Once his ideal was revenge.

Living like a ghost, carrying blood and deep hatred, wandering between home and school, unable to escape.

It is said that it is only because it is difficult to realize that it is qualified to be called an ideal.

Perhaps for him at that time, the almost impossible revenge and the mother at home were all the motivations to support him to live.

Not anymore.

The ideal of revenge, which is almost impossible to realize, has been realized by him, so now he has no ideals.

But Su Tong thought of the lines he had heard in a special film.

He smiled and said:

"I don't have any dreams now, but I can guard the dreams of others."

"For example, Missy, yours?"

[To be continued]

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Chapter 132

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"How dare you say it, Su Tong, you just found a cool line from a special drama and just used it to fool me?"

Su Tong smiled and reached out to tap his brow:

"How can a person have no ideals? There are desires in life, and desires in existence. The so-called ideals do not have to be lofty and unattainable things. On the contrary, it is not bad to say that they are specific and subtle pursuits."

"So," she asked, "do you really have no ideals?"