Esseret

Saw a slender blue cloud.It is not the wind that pushes the cloud forward, it is the cloud that pulls the wind, the sea under the wind, and the forest of four seasons beyond the sea, to this place that is isolated by the wind, by the cloud, by the sea, and even by time. , the little Eserite isolated by the four seasons, the unchanging, always retro, and always trendy Eserite.

The wind in the port was extremely strong, the tortured idiot in the bookstore held his head and screamed, the lunatic on the street under the window was drooling and howling, the woman's panting when the room reached its peak in the dead of night next door, lying on her stomach The man on the woman's body bit his shoulders and roared hoarsely, while the opposite side lit candles and sang and danced against the wall, kicking the nails into the soft wall with small cracks.In the rustle, someone called her to turn her head, the sweat on her bare back.It was still bright, so it wasn't necessarily going to rain, and the wind was so strong that we couldn't afford an umbrella.It was still bright, and the setting sun could not be seen.People still go after it, not understanding why.

"Stop knocking!" The knock on the door startled Brant.But he didn't hear clearly what he was shouting, and was about to listen with his ears pricked up.

"Stop jumping!" The pattering of bare feet and the clacking of high heels stopped, and they yelled loudly, dancing even more vigorously in revenge.It turned out that I had heard it wrong, so I started knocking again.He thinks there is a kind of beauty in the nails entering the wall, the broken beauty is followed by the combined beauty, and then it becomes uneven and unique, and becomes a complete beauty.Thinking about it this way, a transparent shadow is probably like a slightly protruding metal circle, its nail legs have been pierced deep, a kind of beauty and decoration that will ignore the pain.

There was another knock on the door.

What?Brant murmured.

"Stop barking!" Why?This distraught man is bulging underneath, he must step on the wall and turn in to vent his desire more happily.Various shapes of desire.

But how beautiful that woman's voice is.Unfinished, fragmented—the nail was crooked, and Brant scratched his head in frustration.

"Don't be noisy!" The window was knocked open and bounced back, and the wind outside was blowing harder.But the people in the room couldn't stand it either, they were clattering, triangular, crooked circles, and squares that were not square, snowflakes of various colors, words and thoughts of various colors, holding bloody flesh in their hands. The corpse, accompanied by howls, howls of destruction and inextricability.

"Brant!" Judy screamed outside the door, "Stop knocking, there are complaints from customers! Stop knocking!"

That's not my voice.That's—crazy over there, dancing here, with a wobbly bed in between, sticky sheets, and body bumping—aren't those the sounds of nails?

Judy broke down and sobbed outside the door.God is merciful to let this person calm down for a while.No one likes to see a skeleton and haggard man hammering nails into the wall day and night.

"Edward..." Called in low voices from all directions.

"I understand." Jesse raised his eyebrows and looked at the man who was talking to himself, he was surprisingly not so depressed.He said "thank you," and Colin stood up tall, like a beacon, and glanced at Jesse.The voice is low, but sonorous and powerful.You're welcome, he said.

34. “The faces around me look incredibly natural.”

"Don't." Judy stood in front of the stairs, "Don't go up, Jesse."

"You let me tell him."

"No, don't go." Judy's eyes were hot, "Be obedient. I'll come, you wait below." At the same time, he turned to Colin who was sipping coffee.Colin took small sips, breathing while drinking. His tongue was like a sieve, sucking the juice inside the dregs.He met those fiery eyes, blinked, and lowered his gaze to look at the froth on the surface of the liquid.For a moment, it looked like a docile kitten, but that expression was clearly not a pleasing expression. It was quiet and open, not in the forest, but perched on the top of the tree. First, it casually glanced at the birds in the forest, and then Look down at the clouds below your feet.

Judy pushed Jesse's shoulder, and the man raised his eyes, or from the bottom-up perspective, the offense became active, a kind of active compromise with leeway.She didn't forget to hook the man's earlobe and touch his nervous eyebrows.She said, go there and wait.

Climbing the stairs is like climbing a mountain. On a winding mountain road, you need to mark the numbers for different positions so that you can go there.It's not about rushing to the mountains, but about numbers.Numbers are not the imprint of mountains, but the calibration of people, and the ordering of people.

But the calibration of the mountain is the feet, waist, and top; sometimes valleys and ridges are added.Mountain calibration is not just vertical.

Judy looked out the window. It had been a long time since she had seen the white cat, so it was naturally difficult to find the cat's shadow.Brant's corridor is sick and depressing, and depressing is sick.

"Hello, Brant." Judy counted the number of rooms and knocked on the door without a key.There is such a huge corridor, and Brant is gone, so you can take it all apart and make one—what?Showroom?Move in the flowers and plants; or the activity room?It would also be nice to have a couple of tryst rooms where women and men sing to their heart's content.The hallway is full of lust.

"Brant!" It wasn't like hammering a nail.sleep?Still in a daze again.

Judy sighed and sat by the door.With the natural light nearby, she stretched out her hands to bask in the sun.Nails are round and full, healthy color, well manicured, natural jewelry.Why do you need jewelry under those lights, how beautiful your nails are under natural light!

There was the sound of shuffling footsteps behind the door.

"I was just writing." Without address, without knowing who he was talking to.

"What is it?" Judy pouted and blew on her beautiful nails, her fingers were itchy.Jesse likes to kiss her fingers very much. He said that looking at a whole person through the gaps in the body is like stealing the moonlight through the cracks in the window, looking at the beautiful woman's stockings through the gap in the door, and looking at the faded underwear under the bed Cross twitching feet. "What a pervert." Judy couldn't help being amused, his language was very tense, while pulling his body wide open, he wrapped it tightly at the same time.

"Oh, Jesse's downstairs." Declarative sentence.

"Yes." Judy waited patiently.The door opened, only a crack.

"I really want to play this scene." Another declarative sentence.

"Brant." Judy breathed a sigh of relief. "Dear Brant, when you take your curtain call, take Edward with you."

"He doesn't believe me." He muttered, his eyes were blood red, covered with spider webs that were about to break.

He doesn't love me.

"But he believed in Jesse." Judy seemed to touch him, but his hand was pinched.Brant in the monster's mouth looked at her warily.

"Edward shouldn't stay here, he's trapped. Eseret doesn't welcome people who are trapped, and Eseret is the most free and tolerant."

"Edward is also the one who understands the truth the most. The Qingzhaohua incident is his own fault." Judy hurriedly continued. She watched Brandt reflexively open his mouth to confront her.The truth is not the stone hitting the egg, the truth is the egg hitting the rock.Eseret is a huge rock.

"He likes you so much, he will take you away."

"Do you understand Brant, he likes you so much!"

Brant stood there stiff-necked, not even shaking his head.He just asked why he was leaving.

Edward's departure was so normal.

"Brant, dear." Judy frowned, with some love in her brows, "You know why. You don't belong here, you are just like Edward."

What about Dongshi?

"As for Dongshi," Judy said passionately, "don't worry, we will protect it."

"Dongshi is my home." He looked affectionately.

It seems to be the product of the marriage between Dongshi and Xishi, with Qingzhaohua and Clawgehua surrounding the newborn baby girl.

"You just have to put on a show, understand? It's easy."

Judy added the temptation's candy condition, "Soon you will see him, the person you've been thinking about—"

Brant nodded hastily before the woman finished speaking, and the lock on the door clicked.

Esseret is the most free and tolerant - a group of self-righteous and lying people live.

35. Esseret [lock]

36. To Eseret

The lights came back on and applause surrounded the stage island.This light was only on a young man in a suit and leather shoes. There was a fresh scratch at the corner of the eye, but it was not obvious under the shadow of the forehead hair.The bandaged hand adjusted his collar, made a few self-deprecating remarks, and the audience laughed easily.

Colin: Good evening, everyone.I am - who am I? (The girls in the front row shouted hoarsely "Colin", and the dignified ladies in the back leaned on the shoulders of their respective husbands and ladies, the tears in the corners of their eyes were still wet, and they laughed unconsciously)

Ke Lin: I am the author of "Expedition", an anonymous person. (Nods with self-affirmation) "The Expedition" consists of two parts, the first part is the prelude, which is the "Eseret" you just watched-lovely lady, don't cry.You cried and broke my heart. (The lovely lady blushed amidst the booing and showed her canine teeth in embarrassment)

Ke Lin: Next, the expedition will start from Eseret and go here. The land under your feet—Bundry, what a beautiful place! (The audience responded: Bondry! Bondry!)

Ke Lin: So——what is this work... (The audience began to shout: Death of Bubblefish! Death of Bubblefish!)

Colin: That's right, everyone!This drama will be released in autumn and winter, please allow me to make an advertisement. (Gentleman bows) I hope you enjoy watching. (Applause from the audience)

Ke Lin: Today is the premiere of Esseret, I want to share with you