Thousands of mountains are always pits

In an extremely cold cp circle, for quite a long period of time, writers were wives who held up half the sky.

Later, a painter climbed the wall and came in.

As soon as the painter came in, a group of little Ji cubs Amway wrote Mrs. Shou's article.

The writer's writing is both burning and amusing, and sweetness and abuse coexist. A series of comics.

Write down, upload, @writeshou.

The three actions are completed in one go, and the painter looks at the time.

Well, sleep.

So the next day.

As soon as the writer went online, he was crazy @ by the kids in the circle, saw the painter's ID sleepily, and was instantly attracted by the painter's style of painting.

It happened to be her favorite style of painting, and the degree of restoration was quite high.

Without hesitation, the writer forwarded the painter's Weibo and followed him.

So in the next year, writers and painters set off a hurricane-like wave in this arctic cold cp circle.

Basically, food will be produced every three to five times, and as long as one party produces food, the other party will adapt accordingly to continue to benefit society the next day.

The friends at the bottom of the pit rushed to tell each other that the spring of this circle has arrived.

but!

Yes, there are always buts in the story!

But one day, when the writer got up, he went to get his phone for the first time, but he didn't see the news of the painter, and his mentality suddenly exploded.

——You must know that she wrote a small abusive article the day before yesterday, and this "old partner" has been separated for two full days!There is no movement at all!

The writer was very depressed, and the writer was very anxious. The writer secretly opened Weibo and sent a private message to the painter.

——"Are you busy recently?" With a bitter expression, the writer thought the question was quite tactful.

The status over there was immediately displayed as "read", and then there was no more content.

Depend on!Don't answer her!Break up with others!

When I was writing my hair, the other side finally replied slowly:

"I'm sorry... I've climbed and climbed walls recently... I don't know how to tell you..."

Before he finished speaking, the writer slammed the phone on the bed.

Depend on!What about being each other's angels?Climb the wall without telling her!Does this person want to die?

The writer tossed and turned angrily on the bed, but although it was understandable for people to climb the wall, it was very difficult for her to meet someone who could thoroughly understand the essence of her writing.

Soul buddies.

This is how she described her relationship with the artist.

As a result, this person now told her, she!climb!The wall is up!

Simply unbearable!

The writer was furious, and found the painter's address from the Taobao records—the two had been sending food to each other before, but unexpectedly found that they were in the same city.

After thinking about it, it just so happened that this weekend, the writer packed up his things and went out without saying a word.

So I came to the door of the painter's house.

The writer was standing under the resident's building, bewildered.

Because she doesn't know what a painter looks like.When they communicated online before, although the two chatted about all kinds of dirty jokes, they still tacitly did not mention anything related to three-dimensional privacy. Even the address was only shared with each other in the last month.

... a little embarrassing.

She secretly took out her mobile phone, wanting to send someone a message, but when she calmed down, she felt that she was overreacting. Would people think she was like a stalker?

While hesitating, a casually dressed woman came over from behind her, took out her key and was about to open the gate of the community, her eyes kept glancing at this "unfamiliar face".

...A relative of which family?It looks good.

The woman complained silently in her heart.

For good-looking young ladies, women have always been very patient.Seeing the unpredictable expression on the writer's face, he tentatively asked, "Looking for someone?"

The writer had an idea, and looked up without saying a word, "Hi! I'm delivering a courier. Does Miss XXX live in this building?"

Afraid of being regarded as a pervert by others, it is better to fool into the building first.

Her cheeks were slightly red, because when she reported her name, she reported someone's Weibo name.

The woman looked strange, stared at the writer for a while, and asked in doubt: "I am? Are you—"

Did she remember that she didn't order express delivery!

The writer was embarrassed, sniffed, and stretched out his hand, "Well... hello."

.

The writer stayed at the painter's house that night.

During this period, the painter frantically sold Amway to the writer, and the writer refused at first, and finally became addicted to the new wall and couldn't extricate himself.

The next day, the cold ring was fried.

@写手: Being given a new life by my girlfriend Amway, I am very embarrassed to climb the wall. Goodbye everyone.

@painting hand: climbing the wall + falling in love with @writeshou, thank you for the thousands of miles of marriage in this circle, [goodbye]

Villagers at the bottom of the circle:? ? ?