Bioelectricity

I followed him in the library.

Maybe it has something to do with my insistence on following the principle of walking and looking at the road all the year round. I have a slightly different habit-choose a man by looking at the shoes first.

If the shoes meet my aesthetics, I will continue to look up. At this time, if I meet a outfit that satisfies me, then even if the last thing I see is a face that is not so handsome, I can still keep it in my heart Give it a thumbs up.

On the other hand, if I meet that kind of man who dares to go out for a walk wearing big non-slip slippers that can cut out the soles of the feet in criss-cross patterns, then I probably won’t be able to see his face in my life, even if he has a small chance of being a handsome guy.

Of course, except for the two extremes of those who are really good-looking and those who are too miserable, it is really difficult for these two types of people not to let people notice their looks in the first place.

Don't get me wrong, my aesthetic requirements are actually not high, not as demanding as the popular outfits that are slightly mainstream now. In my opinion, men's clothes are comfortable and fit, clean and neat, and suit their own temperament.

So what I picked was not just shoes.

On a bigger scale, what I choose is the attitude towards life.

No matter what their talents are, they all love life and are decent.

Well, like me.

By the way, I forgot to say just now that I am a man, I like men, and my current life is in a stressful and high-pressure postgraduate entrance examination stage, prone to anxiety, despair, and doubts about life.

Every day I am full of energy to meet new blows, but I still love learning like a child. If conditions permit, I would like to stay in the library every day for board and lodging.

Therefore, I can't help but observe interesting people and interesting things in the surrounding environment, which has become an indispensable adjustment in life without knowing it.

But these thoughts are nothing more than that, even if my eyes roll around all day long, and I pick and choose other people from shoes to faces a hundred and eighty times in my heart, in the end I am still the same as you in front of the screen, a single dog.

I boast that my heart is as calm as water, as if I am observing everything around me from the perspective of God, which table is stuck with spider silk hanging from the ceiling, which girl's snack box has unfortunately met the favor of mice, and which poor young man has been worn down by life. ...hair loss.

Everyday life is flattened, well-behaved, like a quiet pool, but it is like being dexterously skipped by water mosquitoes, causing almost undetectable ripples in the details.

until I saw him.

To say he is a water mosquito must be a bit humiliating. To make such waves in my heart, it must be at least a koi.

The author has something to say: because the code word is based on the standard of "complete a page of A4" hehe

so each chapter is short

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