To the goddess + side story

If my two hands are real hands, it means that the two Roy in front of me are real Roy, then why there are two Roy, obviously there is only one Roy, so there must be a Roy Fake, this will inevitably lead to one of my hands being fake, but why my hands are fake, I really feel their existence.

Don't know what I'm talking about, I don't know either.

She is so close to me, she is so careful, so attentive, what else can I do besides thinking wildly?

Is it possible to kiss her?

What a joke.

After one eye was finished, she changed the other one, and we moved each other, so we found that she was one centimeter closer to me.

At a deadly distance, I sat blindly looking at her, but maybe not at her, but at something else through her, but what, I didn't know.

You see, I'm starting to think about it again.

After it was over, she held my dull face and looked around, nodded and threw the tissue into the trash can: "It's ok."

I oh.

Before going out to eat dumplings, I took a look in the mirror, and sure enough, this method is very effective. Who would have known that I had a broken liver just now?

It turns out that only you know about sadness and you remember it.

Mom's dumplings are not very delicious as usual, and they can only barely satisfy the hunger, but compared to other midnight snacks, this is already a first-class food.

The noodles she cooks are so salty that you can’t help waking up to drink water in the middle of the night. Her soup noodles can be eaten as noodles, but her main dishes are pretty good, so there is no need for them. I usually don’t eat her snacks. At night, because she had to rush to watch the TV series at ten o'clock, she didn't care about it at all.

I was crying and hungry just now.

Halfway through eating, I asked Roy, "If it doesn't taste good, you don't have to eat it."

Roy dipped some juice: "Very good."

When she answered this sentence, my mother was sitting next to her, and she turned to stare at me in the direction of the TV, "You don't want to eat."

I chuckled: "It's delicious."

What about your sincerity, Roy!Where did you go!

☆、Chapter 24

As if amnesty, I was extremely tired tonight, probably because my stomach contracted frequently when I was crying, the muscle movement consumed my energy, and my mother gave Roy the only cock for dinner.

So I was sleepy after eating the dumplings, and fell asleep not long after lying on the bed with Roy.

She seemed to tell me something before going to bed, saying Xue Lingyi, will you agree, agree or not, as if she would keep asking if she didn't agree, I said yes, I agree.

Going to bed too early caused me to wake up very early the next day. When I opened my eyes, I saw Roy sleeping facing me, with one hand clenched in front of me, one centimeter away from my chin, and my brain exploded. I thought, maybe she just watched me sleep like this last night, maybe this hand picked my chin!

But it is also possible that Roy hit me in her dream, and according to the situation these days, it is quite possible that she wants to hit me.

Mom had already made breakfast in the kitchen. She was quite surprised when I went out, and asked me why I woke up so early, and asked me if Roy was awake, and I said no.

In the past, if I hadn't woken up at this time, my mother would have nagged me and said I was lazy. You see, she treated Roy differently.

She said: "Then keep your voice down, don't disturb her sleep."

After watching an episode of TV in the living room with my mother, Roy hadn't opened the door and I couldn't help standing up.

Sure enough, Roy was still sleeping. When she entered, she was no longer in the posture I left. She turned over and was facing the door, that is, my direction.

Because she was sleeping, her whole body was relaxed, her eyes were closed without any expression, and her hair was loose.

Isn’t that how it’s played on TV? She sleeps quietly, and I sneak over to watch her. She must open her eyes before I leave. If she wants to be more exciting, there will be another kissing scene at this moment. Our eyes are facing each other. Then I started to panic, I didn't know why I pushed her away, I just wanted to push her away, run away.

In order to prevent such bloody things from happening, I don't think I should go to see her. I think I have good eyesight and can look at her standing here, so that we won't be embarrassed when she wakes up.

But I stared blankly here for ten minutes, and she didn't show any signs of waking up, and I thought I looked silly standing like this, so I coughed and whispered: "Roy .”

Very sensitive, she woke up when she called out.

The first thing she said when she woke up was, "What time?"

I said, "It's almost nine o'clock."

After hearing this, she lifted the quilt and pushed the bangs in front of her back with a hum. She seemed to like this movement very much, and maybe girls with a middle cut like this movement. It can pull their hair back a little and is charming. Why not .

I was still standing and felt like I had to say something, so I said, "It is said that if you don't eat before 9 am, your body will eat your waste."

This sentence is intended to make her get up to eat, and it is also the end of the action of giving her a bed at this moment, paving the way for the next breakfast, and playing a link between the past and the future.

She should just answer yes or yes, but she followed my words and asked, "According to who?"

I thought for a moment.