Grant, Buffondo

The morning sun shone on me, I opened my eyes, the room was quiet, it seemed that the warning from last night had worked, and when I walked out of the room, there was no one in the living room, the man thought he had left.

There was a steaming breakfast on the dining table, which turned out to be steamed stuffed bun soy milk, a long-lost delicacy, and the empty sound in my stomach urged me to go over. It's my contact information, I know you won't take the initiative to come to me, but it doesn't matter, you can't escape~

Heh, throw the note paper aside.I fear you?There is a kind of battle.

I owe this flirt a favor. If he comes to me for something, I won't avoid him, but he understands that I won't take the initiative to come to him and flirt with him. If it's okay, I can still If you avoid it, you avoid it.

After washing and sitting at the dining table, I was really ready to start when the door was knocked. With the force and rhythm of the knocking, coupled with the style of not ringing the doorbell, I knew who was coming without even thinking about it.

After opening the door, he turned around and went back to the house. The buns would be cold if he didn't eat them.

The bitch followed me, and never stopped talking from the moment I entered the door, "Ge Ge, what's the matter, I can't contact you for the past two days, why are you on a mission? No, aren't you on vacation this month? What are you doing?" , Is a good thing coming soon? Tell your buddies, buddies will give you advice. Hey? Steamed stuffed bun soy milk? Where did you buy it, no, you don’t care about breakfast, it’s not you who bought it, hehehe, yes It's not someone else, someone else bought it? Not bad, gentle and virtuous, when will you take it out for a stroll, buddy, I... um..."

"Even a bun can't shut your mouth."

The bitch took a bite of the scallion meat bun, "Yeah! It's tender and juicy, with a tangy aroma, oily but not greasy, delicious... But Ge Ge, don't try to change the subject, give me an accurate word, in the end Is there anyone?"

I ate the buns and drank the mellow soy milk, feeling very comfortable, "Of course..."

The bitch put down the bun in his hand, and opened his eyes wide with curiosity.

"No."

Seeing his lips curled up in dissatisfaction, I comforted me with a funny smile: "Okay, I will tell you if I have something."

"Then where did this bun come from?"

"You care so much, eat yours."

"Where are we going after dinner?" After grabbing the last bun, the bitch looked at me triumphantly.

"Boring." I didn't bother to pay attention to him, got up and went back to the room, "I'm going to sleep, where should you go, don't leave me here, annoying."

"Hey, don't, brother, don't you want to go out for a walk in such a good weather?"

"Don't go."

"There's a good movie coming out."

"Don't go."

“The scenery on Weems Mountain is good.”

"Don't go."

"Christ's concert tonight."

I sat up abruptly, "Why don't I know?"

"Every day at home, you either sleep, eat or eat and sleep... don't you know, hehe, two A-jia luxury viewing areas." He took out two tickets like a magic trick, and shook them.

I struggled for a moment, then fell back on the bed, "Okay, let me sleep for a while, it's night anyway."

"You sleep, you sleep." The bitch is familiar with my sleepiness, and while I was asleep, he cleaned the inside and outside of the house, but I saw the person I least wanted to see in my dream.

His face was still pale, lying on the hospital bed, looking out of the window quietly, when I walked in the door, he turned his head and saw me, he showed a gentle smile, "Ge Ge, come here."

He opened his arms towards me and wanted to hug me into his arms, but I was a little scared and didn't dare to go forward, because his face was so thin that it changed so much that I couldn't recognize it.

"Hey, don't be afraid, I am..." He lifted the quilt, got off the bed tremblingly, and came to me, "I am...not afraid...love...son..."

The sound became more and more ethereal, everything was gradually fading away, and he was getting farther and farther away from me. I was afraid of panic and ran desperately, trying to catch up, but he just stood up and looked at me with a smile, just Looking at me like that, and my eyes are already blurred.

"No..." I struggled to wake up, my eyes were wet.

The author has something to say: As the saying goes, a bitch is taken by someone else, you have to be careful bitch! ! !