problem child adventure

In the woods, there are no animals here, only these ignorant people with animal attributes.But the Mushui River is what we share more with grassland animals. From our ancestors to our father's generation, we all lived in harmony. However, when my father was [-] years old, the water in the Mushui River suddenly disappeared, and there was no reprieve. Time suddenly disappeared before us.Without water, we can still live with the paddles of dead trees, but the animals can't, they don't have our hats, and they can't absorb the paddles.They can only pray for rain to survive, but since the river disappeared, the grassland has rained almost half a year, and the riverbed can only store a little water for thousands of animals to live on. "

"Hey, your hats are supposed to be functional, so what about your hat?"

"The cane is stronger than the hat, so I gave up the hat."

"Oh, keep talking." I put my hands on his back, and I was so upset that he would beat me.

Fortunately, this time the prince was kind, ignored my hand and continued to speak, "My father, Wang Jiji, is a great king, and my mother, Maomao, is a good queen in the world. They are sympathetic to the suffering of animals without water, and decided to Mengshuihe went to see where the problem came from. As a result, the research lasted for four months, and Mengshuihe also began to regenerate the river, but when they came back, my father and mother did not come back. The elders took my father's The cane was handed over to me, saying that I would not be able to ascend the throne until I was a hundred years old, and now I can only be a prince."

"Ah, how could your parents..." Aren't Jiji and Mao Mao both male!Damn, could it be that masculinity prevails here!

The prince thought I was wondering why his parents died, so he hugged my waist tightly and said, "They fell into the spring because they raised water-lin ants with their bodies, and the water-lin ants gnawed on their flesh and bones. Water ants have strong acid, and their excrement has always been our washing liquid. After they eat their father and mother, they will excrete on the spot, so that the things that block the spring will be melted away.”

"Ah!" I immediately picked up the prince, "Then you still eat them!"

I looked at the little prince nervously, but he said indifferently: "My father has always been able to dedicate himself to the happiness of the people, which is the greatest honor of being a royal family. Although it hurts, I am very happy."

"Are you going to die?" I stared blankly at his handsome face.

"Yeah." He smiled evilly at me.Only then did I realize that his face had turned pale.My eyes moved to his abdomen, and I actually saw a blue light...

"Prince! Prince! I heard that you have gathered enough water lin ants~" This was the voice of Xiong Er.

"Prince, let's go." A voice I had never heard before came to my ears, but I didn't want to look at the man's appearance.

I hugged the weak little prince tightly in my arms, looking at his smile, I felt so helpless, so helpless, our relationship is just a little bit better, why are we going to separate?I have only just come here today, why am I about to be separated from my favorite supporting role!

I didn't want him to die, and the strength of my arms around his waist was even heavier, but the Mulin people surrounded me. They wanted to take my prince away. I wanted to resist, and wanted to slip away with the prince. But he said: "Don't worry about me anymore, it's my pride to die for Mu Lin, let me go."

Do not forget the original intention

Those people took away my prince, I stood there stupidly, and suddenly felt so funny.

If you want a good plot, you need sincere emotions; if you want a perfect adventure, you need dangerous obstacles; if you want a successful work, you must learn to let go.

I grinned, maybe the death of the prince is a pain for me, but it is an attraction for the audience, maybe the death of the prince is the first point of the story, maybe the death of the prince can give We bring glory, maybe, "Bear Infested" may really become popular, China's No. [-] manga or something... Hehe, I'm so happy...

I wanted to be happy, but my heart was always full of bitterness. I followed the Mulin people to the place where the prince's parents were buried - the source of the Mushui River.

Thick cyan vines are entangled on the river bed. They seem to be very resilient, because I saw a stone entangled in it, and it has been deformed. There are long and deep cracks in the stone core.

A strong man wearing a squirrel hat hugged my prince and chanted something, and Xiong Daxiong Er and all the Mulin people behind him also chanted.The squirrel carried the prince into the center of the ivy, and put the prince into a big gap. The crowd formed a big circle around the gap, and they all closed their eyelids in harmony and continued to sing.

I walked through the gap between them and came to the crevice. I looked down and saw that on the vines inside, my prince's handsome face was now ferocious. He was holding his stomach and biting his lips tightly, and crystal sweat was dripping from his upper body.

My heart throbbed with pain, I jumped into the gap, and held the prince in my arms. The prince in pain first glanced at me in surprise, then slowly closed his eyes, and said with a smile: "You are so interesting, why do you still hold me?" Want to jump in?"

"Don't die, spit out the water lin ant, we can find a lion or a sheep to replace you." I caressed his face anxiously, wanting him to hit me again, hard and hard I.

But he was exhausted, he lay weakly in my arms, and forced a smile at me, "Lions are cruel, sheep are cowardly, but they are all life. After I die, the Mulin people will have a new king." , so, my life is not much more valuable than other lives. This is already very good."

"I don't..." Do it!

I wanted to yell hysterically, but suddenly the child covered my mouth with his hands, and said, "Tell me your story, I want to hear it."

"I... Me..." Is my story the story of Bald Qiang?I am familiar with the story of Bald Qiang, but I always feel that his life is incompatible with my own.

There was an awkward feeling in my heart, but I still managed my thoughts and started to tell him, "Let's start with me as a junior high school student. At that time, "One Piece" had just been made into TV, and it became popular all over the country not long after it was introduced. It was at that time that I fell in love with anime, and dreamed that one day I could also make great animations, so that my friends who like anime like my characters. After I went to college, I worked hard to watch anime and study storyboards , Work hard to learn the software MAYA.

After graduating, I originally wanted to start a work agency to produce passionate animation, but the reality was that I couldn't do without money, so I joined an animation production company and started production from a simple designer. Do you know "Bear Infested"? "I suddenly lowered my head and asked him.

His face was pale, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he shook his head lightly.I wiped it for him, rubbed my cheek against his, and wanted to treat my lover tenderly, and said: "That is the second time I have made a cartoon in my life. I designed Bald Qiang, a clown, and he is in this cartoon. The main reason is that he was framed by a black-hearted boss and bullied by two big bears. He is a poor man. After the cartoon came out, people regarded him as a joke. But I don’t think that although he has a bad personality and a bad appearance, he is It’s the source of people’s jokes. I like him very much. Maybe it’s because he is the reason I set up, so the emotions are different. But, I still like Bald Qiang, the story of "Bear Infested", like Seeing that someone scolded them for being mentally retarded in the comments made me very angry."

"I once thought about making a blood-burning youth dream animation, and I also want the set character to be loved like Luffy. If I make today's event into an animation, it may really be popular, but , I don’t think it’s necessary.”

The person in my arms had already passed out, my eyes were swollen and painful, and my cheeks were washed with tears. I lowered my head and put my mouth on the prince's lips, and continued: "It doesn't matter whether the bear is a silly work or a happy work. As long as you make People still continue to work hard, continue to set each character and conceive each storyline, as long as our animation can amuse the children and let them relax after irritating study, it is enough. So, my prince, Let's start animation again, let's simply live in this jungle with me, simply create jokes, don't forget the original intention, forget the public opinion, and make it with heart, okay?"

The blue light penetrated the prince's belly, they filled the prince and me, and the singing outside had disappeared.I hugged the boy who was smiling and sleeping in my arms tightly, and sang the theme song of The Bears happily and sadly.

Hibernation just ended

I'm still a little confused

Birds overhead waking up the forest

The spring air makes me feel comfortable

The sun is red in the sky

looks blurry

There are a few small trees on the hillside in the distance

I don't remember last year before hibernation

Herbaceous Berry Sweet

drinking dew against a tree

put your head on your toes

speed up my pace

whistle and hum

staggering to find the way

shake your head and rub your eyes

I was a little confused growing up...

I saw the snow-white wall with a hazy vision, and after sleeping for a month, I woke up. It was not Bald Qiang who was hit by the car, but a young animation designer, um, it was me.

That short day of adventure in another world was the result of my one-month sleep.Loving gay friend CP Xiong Daxiong Er, a strong man who jumps steadily, a gluttonous girl with a paralyzed face, Tutu, a great king Jiji who has never met, and his beloved wife Mao Mao, who is also beautiful, optimistic, brave, stubborn, and yes, there are some The little tsundere princes are part of my dream, illusory but real in my memory.

Isn't that what Two-dimensional characters are like, they have no entity but stay in the hearts of true fans forever.

I no longer care about other people's comments, and I have figured out that I will not forget my original intention and make new stories with my heart.

It's just that my heart is very sad, and I always feel that the most cherished thing is suddenly broken.

After I woke up, my parents immediately notified my friends who cared about me. They rushed to the hospital to celebrate my survival. They smiled at me, and I also showed my white teeth and smiled.But my heart still hurts. They left, and I will stay in the hospital for observation for a few days. I lean on the high pillow and watch the white clouds and blue sky outside the window quietly.The clouds are white and thin, and they suddenly change shape. It is Xiong Er who eats honey. I laugh that he likes to eat secretly.Before my smile fell, the cloud turned into a roaring Xiong Da again, hehe, he must have found out that the honey at home was gone and asked Xiong Er to settle the score.That cloud was very mischievous, and turned into Tiaotiao, Tutu, Jiji, Mao Mao, Carrot Head, and finally, it turned into the unlucky bald Qiang who was beaten by Hai Bian. I chuckled and murmured: "It's really true A buffoon."

Suddenly there was a gust of wind, and the cloud changed again. This time it was not the character in Haunted Bear, but my cute, beautiful and arrogant little prince. He was smiling at me, very sweetly... I stretched out my hand to touch it He, with hot tears gushing out of his eyes, felt so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable...

The outstretched hand could not be touched for a long time, I wanted to stand up, the hand covered with water droplets propped up my body, the surface of the hand began to swell, the pain spread to the nerves, I felt the pain and raised this hand and put it in front of me, The face of the hand is slightly swollen, because the eye of the needle pierced into the flesh.

At this time, the door suddenly opened and a young man dressed as a doctor walked in. He saw my hand and rushed to help me re-enter it.

"Brother, you are old enough to be able to drum with your hands..." He tied his head and raised his head and smiled at me, "I am your attending physician. The day before you woke up, I happened to have something urgent to deal with at home, so I couldn't I'm so sorry to be by your side, but luckily you've recovered now."

I looked at the young man and giggled, "Mr. Doctor, do you have a girlfriend?"

He looked at me in surprise, "Uh, no how..."

"So, where's your boyfriend?"

He was surprised again, "Ah, no..."

"Hey hey hey, I'm bald Qiang, ah bah, my name is Wu Lemu, can we be friends?"

"Uh...my name is Wang Zilin, I can...ah"

"Thank you, I like you very much." I smiled and looked at the dazed man in front of me. He didn't have long curly blond hair or crystal clear brown eyes, but his face was an enlarged version of my prince.

Hey, I heard that dreams are the forecast of the future, I think it makes sense!But I'm sorry to my parents, they can't have grandchildren as they wish... "Prince, do you think a Chinese-English mixed race can be adopted in the orphanage? Right, do you like boys or girls?"

"Uh...Dr. Li's information is wrong, the brain needs to do a new CD."

"Hey, I'm not crazy. May I ask you, do you like boys or girls?"

"Don't hug my thigh! Nurse, nurse, give me a sedative!"

"It's so cute, I don't like being touched by others, haha ​​I have a bald head and never give up spirit, just wait! I will definitely seduce you!"

[Hahahahahaha, it's over~

There are too many brain holes, and the text will exceed [-]... Forget it, the writing style is not good anyway, so let’s just suffocate it~ Let’s make a statement, I am not targeting some Two-dimensional friends who dislike bears~ It’s purely brainstorming

PS: This is the end. 】

☆, supernatural stories that are not love

An old man sits on the grave

This year's Ching Ming Festival, I don't have the joy of a holiday at all...

Why do you say that, because as a secondary vocational student, I have already graduated from high school, so I still have a holiday.

But this year's Tomb-sweeping Festival was unlucky for me. Since I was about to become an adult, my mother and father unanimously asked me to burn paper money for my great-grandpa. They thought that underage children would be more attractive to the elderly.I also superstitiously believed that my great-grandfather's spirit in heaven could bless me to be admitted to the university.

I really don't want to!I am an otaku, this is a fact that everyone who knows me knows, laziness is an attribute that comes with my system, so I want to refuse!

However, even though I tried to escape with a thousand words, my dad stared at him with his handsome eyes, hehehehe, so I was persuaded... There is a son who is not afraid of his father...

There are many rains during the Qingming Festival-this kind of melancholy and beautiful scene should only appear in the poems of the ancients. In reality, there are only dark and dull skies, and howling and raging winds... I stand against the wind, and raise my hands separately. Holding a piece of paper money, he walked unhurriedly on the sheep farm path in the countryside.

Today is the day when people across the country produce carbon dioxide in unison. In the originally quiet farmland, I occasionally meet people carrying paper money like me.

My great-grandfather's tomb is not in the ancestral grave. When I was young, my mother said that it was because the ancestral tomb was not big enough, and my great-grandfather lived too long. When I went there, the ancestral grave was already occupied by other aging relatives... It was also because I was young at the time. When I was ignorant, I laughed and felt very funny-even the graves need to come first and then come first.

It is late spring now, red and thin and green and manure, the wheat grown in the farmland grows quite tall, the wild wind blows the wheat seedlings, and the regular wheat waves are very pleasing to the eye and beautiful.As a result, my mood improved a little, and I felt comforted by going out to see the scenery and experience life.

Grandpa, the elder, I have no feelings for him.My mother said that I was only five months old when my great-grandfather died, and I haven't even seen a photo of my great-grandfather until now.Therefore, asking me to visit the grave is simply to burn paper money, and I have no affection for descendants.

I know that I am no different from an unworthy descendant, but I really can't help if I don't know her well...

Pretending to be sad, I brutally stepped on the fragile body of the wheat seedlings and walked straight towards what I thought was the tomb of my great-grandfather.

A dramatic plop on my knees shows my sincerity, frowning and pursing my lips show my sadness, and now I'm almost crying... Uh uh uh... Forget it, it's too fake to pretend like that.So he untied the belt that tied the paper money, pulled out the paper, and pressed the lighter.

After some movements, I shouted in my heart: "Burn, Chiying soul!"

I think, if there are ghosts in the world, and ghosts can come out of the underworld to visit relatives, I will definitely be beaten to death by my great-grandpa... Burning a piece of paper money can cause the second disease, and I am speechless to myself up.

Although I don't have any feelings, I'm still an elder, so I have to respect it.

Reining in his mind, he took out the second piece of paper, and was about to press it on the first one, when suddenly a gust of wind blew away the fire and paper dust.

Paper dust permeated in the wind, and ran into my eyes very annoyingly.

After a lot of rubbing, the paper dust was rubbed out.Thinking of finishing the burning and leaving as soon as possible, lest it would be a bad thing for his brothers to merge into a tornado and sweep me away in the strong wind, so he took out the straw-colored paper money again.Suddenly, a man's voice came from beside him: "Hey, little brother, I'm going to the grave."

Although he spoke, what he said was very simple and normal.However, you are in a barren farmland with many graves scattered... Remember that you are alone, you are the only one, there is really no second person!A voice suddenly popped up, and it was still calling you, can you not be scared?

His heart beat faster than when he saw the girl he liked, and he turned his head tremblingly, his eyes aimed at the direction of the sound source.

Suddenly again, the voice said: "Haha, good boy, you must be afraid."

"..." I saw the person who made the sound. It was a young man in his 30s and [-]s, dressed in a blue-black... Chinese tunic suit... and holding a wine jar in his hand... and sitting on the grave...

Does Zhongshan come in blue and black?At what age do you still wear Chinese tunic suits?By the way, why is it a wine jar instead of a glass bottle?Isn't it disrespectful to the dead to sit on the grave? Isn't it afraid of evil?

Strangeness and questions occupied my whole mind. I was stunned and looked at this uncle in astonishment.

This uncle seemed to have predicted my suspicion, he laughed heartily and took a sip of his wine.As the wine entered his throat, he licked his lips, his face intoxicated with the refreshment the alcohol brought him, and he said with a smile: "Brother, are you afraid that I'm an evil spirit? And you look strange?"

Ah... how do you know?

This is what I thought, because of my politeness, I chose to lie in good faith, "No, no, uncle, you think too much, I'm just surprised that someone came to the same place at the same time as me to visit the grave."

The man grinned heartily, ignoring my lie: "Haha, is my brother alone?"

"Well, yes. My mother said that the old man likes underage children, so she asked me to burn paper money. And she also said, how much paper money can my grandpa bless me to be admitted to college... Ha ha, my mother is quite superstitious .”

"Huh? So you're not superstitious, brother?"

"Ah, me, I don't care anymore." In fact, it doesn't matter. Life and society are enough for me to ponder for a lifetime, so why should I think about anything else.

Looking back, look at the uncle again.

Although the uncle has good facial features and a heroic spirit, there is something strange about him.

Curiosity killed the cat, but how did I hinder my curiosity, so I opened my mouth and asked him, "So, uncle, are you... going to the grave?"

"Ah? Hahaha," the man looked at me funny, "Brother, you said I came to visit the grave, hahaha, do you think I look like this?"

"Uh... no, then why are you here, such a strong wind..." My curiosity rose again.

"Brother, come to the cemetery, it's not just burning paper money." The uncle looked up to the sky and laughed, then looked down at me, "Brother, you haven't turned 18 yet?"

"Well, the imaginary age is 19, and the full age is only 17."

"The children look quite childish now, but I was more mature than you when I was twelve."

"..." That's because you are pitiful and have no youth.

"Brother, have you been admitted to university?" The man continued to ask questions.

"No, I just finished the college entrance examination, and I don't know the grade yet." Looking at the uncle, he couldn't help but feel that he had forgotten about burning paper money, and started talking to him.

"Oh." The uncle had a handsome face just now, but now he is melancholy, just like the moment I just came out of the examination room, I suddenly felt a little worried about him.

"Brother, do your best. In the future, we will build the country and serve the party." I was still worried that the uncle would recall bad memories, but the uncle suddenly said this, and I was a little speechless... Uncle, are you a veteran of World War II?Looking like a grandfather, is it really against peace?

"Who's going to the grave?" he asked.

"Give it to my great-grandpa."

"Oh, are you in a good relationship?"

"No, I don't have much emotion...he went to the old man's house not long after I was born."

"Haha, let me tell you, I just burned a piece of paper money. Are you sad? I just turned my mouth to the bridge in the east. Are you so reluctant?"

"Ah, I'm not reluctant. Doesn't curling my lips mean that I'm sad, although it's just pretending."

"Hahaha, I like your child's confession. Little brother, didn't you hear about your great-grandfather's deeds? Otherwise, why don't you have any feelings?"

"I've heard it, but I didn't know what I heard, and they explained it completely differently. My grandfather said that my great-grandfather was a soldier. He fought devils back then, and he was very brave."

I suddenly thought of a funny thing and shared it with him: "Yes, yes, haha ​​my grandpa said that my great-grandpa likes to beat him, although it is not hard, but on average he hits him three or four times a day. But, grandpa said , now he still misses his great-grandfather beating him, probably this is the strange bond of affection between father and son."

"My dad said that my great-grandfather was a humorous old man who told him stories every day when he was a child. I found out that it was always the old man who beat his son, and then the old man hurt his grandson. My grandfather hurt me too. My dad, although not Hit me, but every time he stares at me, I feel scared in the bottom of my heart. My grandpa said that my dad's eyes were learned from my great-grandfather."

"Hehe, if your great-grandfather is still alive, how do you think your relationship with him will be?" he asked.

"Uh, it will be good... I don't know, the relationship between the two is uncertain." I said.

"Haha, brother, do you believe in ghosts?" He suddenly changed the topic back to superstition.

"Maybe there is. How can I say things that scientists can't explain?"

"Oh, my little brother is not motivated, children should be more active, don't have to determine any answers from other people!"

Yes, I admit that I am a bit decadent, I don't want to think about the answer myself, and I like to listen to others.

I laughed dryly and didn't continue the topic. Since he brought it back, I'll get to the bottom of it too. "Uncle, is this your friend's grave?"

"Well, yes. My little brother carries so much paper money, come and burn it for my friend."

"Ah, I'm sorry, uncle, my mother said, give it to my great-grandpa, so that my great-grandfather will bless me."

"Hahaha, you kid, you've lost your mind. You're always listening to your mother and what your father is doing. Good things have to be shared, you know, so that your great-grandpa will be happy down here, bless you. "

"Ah, that's what I said, but..." I struggled, as if I really had no idea...

"Also, I said just now that I'm not sure, believe in ghosts or not. But what you said just now means that you are sure that there are ghosts in the world." He looked at me with sly eyes, half a smile but not a smile.

"Ugh! Alright, I'll burn it for my great-grandpa, and then I'll burn it for your friend!"

"Haha, that's right~"

After burning my great-grandfather’s grave, I went to the uncle’s friend’s grave to burn it. The uncle, sitting by the grave, looked at me all the time, making me look so embarrassed, and he still didn’t speak, his smile was half a smile of……

"Uncle." I had to find something to talk about.

"Ok?"

"Your friend died young?" Pfft——I want to spit on my face, how can I casually spit out such a topic...

"Haha, no."

"Oh..." So chic!Uncle really has a good personality, "Then what should I call him?"

"Call it Grandpa." He said calmly.

"Ah! Uncle, you are taking advantage, I am not young!"

"Hahaha, he is older than you, you should call him that."

I am curious, is this grave owner from my village?So uncle is also my village?But why haven't I seen it?

"Uncle, are you in the same village as me?"

"Oh, no, he's in the same village as you, and I'm from the village next door. It's normal if you haven't seen me."

"oh, I see."

Afterwards we were relatively silent, he kept looking at me, and I lowered my head and burned the paper money silently.After the burning was over, he said, he was going back, let me go home as soon as possible.

I groaned and stood up.

Suddenly, he said: "Son, you can be admitted to the university you want to go to."

"Ah, are you blessing me, hehe, I'm borrowing uncle's good words!"

"Haha, I will be more assertive in the future, and be filial to my elders!"

"Hey, Uncle, you are so wordy, isn't filial piety a must!"

"Ha! Let's go, let's go. Drunk, satisfied, I'll sleep~"

"Yeah, I'm going back."

We bid farewell to each other, and the two walked in opposite directions. I was walking, and I was about to go out of the ground. I turned my head to see where the uncle had gone, but this time, there was no one. Braving the green smoke slowly.

Since the Ching Ming Festival, I visited my great-grandfather’s grave again on the day of receiving the university admission letter. Only this time I was accompanied by my parents, and it was also because of their company that I realized that the real grave of my great-grandfather is the grave of that strange uncle’s friend. .

Oops, I burned it wrong...

Embarrassed, I scratched my head awkwardly with my fingers.Fortunately, that uncle asked me to burn paper money for the real great-grandfather, even though he was not willing... After all, since that uncle is my great-grandfather’s friend, he should know that I went to the wrong grave, so why didn’t he tell me?

"Dad, do you know a man who is a little older than me, an uncle who used to be a good friend of my great grandfather?"

My dad finished burning the paper money in his hand, and turned back to stare at me: "What nonsense, your great-grandpa knows how could you know such a young brat at such a young age? The family has a long history, maybe that kid is your nephew."

"Uh..." I scratched my head again, thinking so too, but who is that uncle?

Turning my eyes and looking at the slowly rising blue smoke, my head was agitated, I seem to know...

"Ah, I won't really see..."

My mother patted me on the back and asked me: "What did you see?"

I hurriedly waved my hand, "Oh, it's nothing, it's nothing, let's get some paper money!" I pulled out more than a dozen pieces of paper money and put them into the fire, and the bright red flames quickly licked the paper money around.

"Thank you, grandpa, for blessing me to enter university smoothly~"

☆, The hero is just making complaints?

The hero is just making fun of it?

Ha ha ha ha()

The teenager is only a third party in high school, and there is still 27 minus one day before the college entrance examination.Study hard and study hard, which also led to the teenagers sleeping in the dormitory even on weekends!

The young man finished reading a chapter of the ancient Tanmei supernatural novel, and planned to go to the bathroom to defecate. As soon as he left the dormitory, his eyes were attracted by the distant sky.

The eastern sky was reflecting dark red, like at the beginning of six o'clock in the morning, the young man took a closer look at the dark red sky and saw a fuzzy red circle.The young man was startled, and suddenly a superimposed body appeared in his mind:

——The one above is a muscular man with wheat-colored skin and fiery red hair, and the one below is a man with fair complexion and silver hair who is thinner than him.

——The bodies of the two men are stacked on top of each other, and the hair strands of two bright colors are intertwined.

Not only that, the boy also heard words that made him difficult to understand.

——Well, my good Yue Yue'er's name is really nice, Yue Yue'er will give birth to a son for me.

—Go away, I'm a man.

——Moon, you are not human.

—……I’m a male, okay…

——How many times does Yueer emphasize that I am the gong!

——… I said male and female, I fell! Don't talk about the topic, you understand!

——Uh...have a baby~

——Don't be a snake spirit, I have to go to work at night!

--Oh……

- oh what!let me go!

——Ah... let go after giving birth.

--roll!

——Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, don't want to have a baby!

——My God... How did you say it happened?If it works I'll live!

——Hmm, Ben Sun has a clever plan!

The teenager ran back to the dormitory, grabbed the phone and ran back to the corridor: Ma Ma, the sun and the moon have a baby! A little red face is hanging in the sky, look quickly!

Red Satsuki ①

The young man is still sad now, he kindly called Ma Ma to share something new, but Ma Ma taught him a lesson: If you don’t sleep well in the middle of the night, why look at the moon!In the last credit test, there were fewer students than others, but my brain became neurotic!

Me, is that really my mother! ?The first thing my son thinks of is that you are old!

The young man was so heartbroken that he lay in his bed and lost sleep!

Nima, insomnia is a painful and terrible thing, but it even happened to a senior dog!The third-year dog sleeps less than normal dolls, and dare not fall asleep in class, and Nima suffers from insomnia, yet he still hasn't fallen asleep at [-]:[-] in the morning!

The most irritating thing for the young man was that just after three o'clock in the morning, he suddenly felt like urinating!

It's June now, it's not cold, but it's very bleak outside!

Well, when the boy was hunched over on the bed, hesitating whether to go across the long corridor to the bathroom, suddenly a long, eerie cat cry invaded the boy's ears!At this very moment, the boy retracted into his bed without any future.

I don't know how long I held it in, but Qianqian's urge to urinate became stronger and stronger!

Nima, there are so many precedents of people being suffocated to death in three urgencies. The young man doesn't want to struggle for a year, and then he will pass the college entrance examination soon, but be ruthlessly suffocated to death by a piece of urine!

He got out of bed, put on a pair of slippers, and rushed all the way to the bathroom. After a quick solution, he rolled back to his little nest at lightning speed.

After going to the toilet, I still didn't feel sleepy, but I got even more excited!

The blood-red moon, isn't that the curse of the blood moon in the boy manga!

Because the ancestors of Zhujiao had feuded with the villain, the descendants of the villain were extremely cruel and activated the forbidden technique of the ancestors. The moon was cursed to be blood red, and Zhujiao's family members were unfortunately killed by this insidious magic.

As a result, the angry pig's foot was forced to embark on a bloody road of revenge - accepting the harem, recruiting friends, and killing bosses.In the end, not only killed the blood feud, but also accidentally saved the world hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

The more the young man thinks about it, the more he enjoys it, his brain hole is getting bigger and bigger, and he is so excited that he can't help it.At this moment, the cell phone next to the pillow suddenly turned on, and the boy took a look... It's already four o'clock!

The young man forcibly closed his brain hole and tried all the hearsay methods to cure insomnia.Nima, they are all deceitful... The young man wants to cry but has no tears... Not only that, but the brain hole also twists its beautiful figure in the young man's mind from time to time.

In the end, the boy still couldn't hold it in anymore, and the broken jar went deep into his brain...

Insomnia is a neurotic disease!When he obviously wanted to sleep, he kept singing the opposite tune, but when he didn't care, he fell asleep again!

The teenager fell asleep at 04:30 and woke up at 06:30 when his good-hearted roommate pinched his nose, smelled smelly socks, and armpits of his diaphragm.

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The boy didn't sleep all night, and he had to work overtime at night to recite classical Chinese.

Pipa Walk——

Seeing off guests at the first night on the Xunyang River, maple leaves and slugs rustling in autumn, she came out after a thousand calls, she said she was a girl from the capital, and her family lived under the mausoleum, and her bloody skirt was stained with wine...

Don't know what's going on in a daze, jumping around in a hurry, suddenly paused at the point of "the blood-colored skirt turned wine stains".

The boy repeated the word bloody in his heart, yes, yes, yes...

my God!That bloody moon yesterday... actually forgot this!The boy has been very forgetful since he entered the third year of high school!

It's strange to say that today the boy always feels heavy on his head and back, as if something is pressing him down.Moreover, he was obviously the only one on this quiet path leading to the dormitory, but he always felt that there were eyes staring at him...

The young man slowed down vigilantly, his eyes looked around, but the surroundings were terribly quiet, there were no two people at all.

The young man laughed at himself, shook his head and said, "Oh my God, you really can't watch too much of a young man who is so crazy, how can there be a bloody moon, how can the sun and the moon have children... Hey, I must be under too much pressure explain…