I will accompany you until the age of 25

【Tenth best not to meet, so can not meet】

on Monday.

Yang Muyu parked the car and walked into the airport pick-up gate.

Looking at the time, it's almost time.

"You are... Yang Mu?!"

He turned his head and saw a woman standing in front of him with a big white dog and a suitcase squatting at her feet, her face full of shock.

"It's Yang Muyu." He corrected.

"...What? My blind date? But this dead face...ah no, this face...I won't admit it." Even though she was dressed maturely, her demeanor was still childish.

"I'm Blue Dot, I met you before, don't you remember?" Blue Dot's girl pursed her lips, expressing her displeasure.

"do not remember."

Just remember the information on the file.

"...Ah, it's true that the nobleman forgets things so much. Well, then I won't be entangled. Nuo, please give me your advice, Yang Mu." She stretched out her hand.

"It's Yang Muyu."

"All right, all right, Yang Muyu..."

"..."

"What a sissy name→_→"

"..."

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He was wrong, he was really wrong.

He thought the blue dot was a woman, but he didn't expect it to be a crazy woman!

The reservedness at the airport was completely thrown into the trash can after living in his house.

After removing the make-up, the wig, the breast pads and throwing them away, she is a college student at all, and she still chewed the pizza boldly and said, "Oh, it's because my mother said that the person who wants to go on a blind date is a rich n generation, tall, rich and handsome, let me dress more maturely, I didn't expect it to be you , so don’t worry at all hahhhhhh”

Laughing and stepping on the table with one foot...

Someone Yang: "...=_="

"If you are not satisfied with me, you can go back to China immediately."

"Yada! If I go back, I'll be nagged again..."

As he spoke, his voice became weaker, and he stroked the big white dog's neck instead, "And it's impossible for Dabai to check it in immediately...it's an old dog."

The dog lying on the ground barked in cooperation, flicked its tail and continued to squint its eyes.

Forget it.

Yang Muyu gave up the idea of ​​driving away this lunatic, because of this big white dog.

He always felt that this big white dog looked familiar, but he didn't know where he had seen it before. It was simply strange to have such a feeling for a dog.

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A man's groan suddenly came from his ear, it was still two.Yang Muyu got out of bed in shock, what kind of joke... only he and the lunatic lived in this building, after confirming that it wasn't his place, he walked to the door of Landian's room nervously...

The moans came from her room... Yang Muyu's entire face turned dark.

Get a man into his house, do you still want to live?And there are still two...!

He kicked the door open without knocking.

The blue dot inside trembled when he heard the sound of Mr. Door Panel's glorious sacrifice, kicked on the plug, and the computer screen went black.

Damn, isn’t it because the earphones are broken? Can he hear it even when it’s so quiet? !

The blue dot girl hugged the pillow and hid under the quilt, pretending not to see Yang Muyu's expression...

"What about people?"

He chose what he thought was the gentlest way of questioning, but the blue dot wrapped in the quilt didn't think so... Oh my God, everyone is fine, hurry up and save me, listen to the pornographic drama + h segment MV at night What can't be more sad to be discovered!The blue-pointed mosquito-repellent incense eyes are spinning...

"In the computer..."

Be lenient when confessing, and be strict when resisting... This is the truth since ancient times.

"..."

Yang Muyu lifted her quilt, unexpectedly did not find the man...

"I, I, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I shouldn't be watching pornographic movies at night and not plugging in the earphones. The main reason is that the earphones are broken! So you can't blame me... In the future, if the earphones are broken, I won't listen to radio dramas with h... !Q3Q "Hold your head and squat【.

It turned out to be a radio drama...Yang Muyu suddenly felt a little cj...

"no next time."

"Yes yes yes yes! Boss!" Seeing that he let go of the quilt, Lan Dian snuggled back again, took out his mobile phone and continued reading novels after walking away.

Short oil novels have no sound hhhhh!

In the middle of the night that day, Mr. Yang still did not fall asleep, because the building reverberated with strange and terrifying sharp laughter...

Blue Dot forgot that although the novel can't make a sound, she can make a sound...

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It was not a particularly harmonious day, which lasted for a month.

While he was sorting out the documents, Lan Dian ran back aggressively with Dabai in his hand, patted his chest and gasped, "Oh my god, foreign dogs are different! Chasing people doesn't take a break..."

Dabai sticking out his tongue, ran and jumped to Yang Muyu's feet, biting his trousers hem.

Yang Muyu holding the document: "..."

Blue Dot thoughtlessly went to the refrigerator, biting the ice cream and happily returning to the room.

"Can you let go...your mouth?" Yang Muyu bent down and spoke to Dabai righteously, although she looked a little stupid.

"Wow, woof." He let go of his mouth and barked three times before biting it back, implying "no."

Someone Yang "..."

The big tail kept flicking, and sometimes even hit Yang's face directly with a "snap--". He grabbed its tail in a bit of depression, wanting to chat with it, Dabai let go of his mouth, and talked to him. See.

I can no longer look away.

Something was churning in his heart, he picked up the big white but not as heavy as before, put it on the sofa, sat beside him, and smoothed it with his hands.

"You knew me before?"

"Wang Wang."

--know.

"Is it because of your master?"

"Wang Wang."

--no.

"Who is that?"

"Wang Wang."

Yang Muyu was silent, wondering why he planned to chat with a dog, and even asked it questions, but Dabai was not talking, but Dabai was barking softly.

"Wang Wang."

"Wang Wang."

"Wang Wang."

"Hey, stop barking."

"Wow woof woof woof."

"..."

—— Lin Yang.

—— Lin Yang.

—— Lin Yang.

——It's your Lin Yang.

But it was impossible for him to know what Dabai was talking about.

Dabai whimpered, rubbed his nose against Yang Muyu's leg, and stopped making any noise, his tail docilely circled most of Yang Muyu's leg.

He lit the cigarette and looked at the silent Dabai frowning.

What is this uneasiness?

Lan Dian came out to turn off the light, saw the stupid dog lying on Yang Muyu's lap, and secretly complained, "An old guy who eats inside and out." Then he went back to the room and continued to read the little porn book.

The hall was completely dark, with a spark of fire floating in the air with wisps of white smoke.

Some silence.

He suddenly remembered what Blue Dot said when he was teasing Dabai, "Do you miss him? Don't want me anymore... I dare to love a person who fell down seven years ago and played in the next few years, compared to me who raised you for so long Does it matter, you have no conscience."

"Woof—"

It was seven years ago again...

Into the wee hours of the morning, he was so distraught that he didn't feel any sleepiness.

At five o'clock, the heat source on his lap was getting colder, and he put the last cigarette on the table and extinguished it.

At six o'clock, the sun began to climb up while napping.

Seven o'clock, no more temperature.

Yang Muyu remained silent, looking down at Dabai who had stopped breathing, and a white thing appeared from the gap in the collar around his neck, which looked like a corner of a piece of paper.

Fiddled with it and found that it could be opened.

Pull out the paper, there are some traces of ink, it may be too long to see clearly.

He held up the piece of paper and looked at it carefully, barely able to see clearly.

"To: Dabai—"

He squinted his eyes and whispered the words he saw.

"From now on...don't...want...to wag your tail at strangers, your master...will be angry."

He thought the handwriting looked familiar.

"by: Lin Yang."

My heart sank, and I looked at the name and the familiar font in disbelief.

"Lin Yang...?"

"……who are you."

He murmured into the air, but no voice responded to him, not even Dabai, who would bark when he talked to himself recently, did not respond to him.

The sun overlooks the city from a high place, sparing no effort to send warmth to every corner.

"The weather is fine today, the same as that day."

He raised his head to look at the dazzling light, and suddenly a word without beginning and end came out.

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finished self rant

After hitting end at 12:[-] last night, I ran to modify it...

This article is messy.

All kinds of chaos.

God turning, God jumping or something...

I know it all.

There are many BUGs, many illogical ones, and many mistakes... maybe there are many wrong sentences.

But... I still have a request.

This is the only small pit that I have abandoned countless pits, and it is a very slow story.

I hope you can take your time to see...

There are two extras.

Well, one is Yang Yang's perspective and the other is Yang Mu's or Yang Muyu's perspective.

After reading this article... I don't know if you can see it?

Yes, I prefer Yangyang.

So his ending is only... [Hope]

It's a pity that the last thing I know how to write is appearance description, so I am most afraid of writing about people...

I can only say.

Yang Yang has a pale complexion, with slender fingers but small hands [sentences]

black and soft hair [sentence]

Grow clean, long eyelashes, very quiet.

It looks very thin, but it pissed off the boy who could break the legs of the table and pick up the bottle to fight.

Because of my poor health, I can't play any ball games.

The biggest goal is not to be road-crazy, not face-blind and able to drive a bicycle.

He can play the piano.

Well, this is my ideal teenager.

But he doesn't exist, so...

Hey, that’s not why I killed him

As for Yang Mu, although the setting is a boy who complains about being cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

But...it is often difficult to grasp the degree.

It's too broken...

But the serious, gentle, ascetic and dignified elite attack I can't write, I can't write, it's too early to die!

In general, he is too naive as an attacker.

Very childish.

Finally, I rant about myself...

……

……

Not to mention, it is simply a mosaic harmony.

Well, so, this short story is over.

The slag novel "Chen Bu Mu Cao" still belongs to the state that the two do not have a good relationship.

The high school here is good, and someone Yang over there has not even made a big progress in college...

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