one and two wide

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Book Title: One Different Two Wide

Author: One Inch Demon

Loving you is a secret I can't tell, do it again, is it okay...

Content tags: flower season, rainy season, special liking, nuè love, deep campus

Search keywords: Protagonist: Xiao Yao.Wen Yan┃ Supporting role: Xue Li.Murong An┃ Others:

☆、Chapter 1 Present World

When it was almost dusk, the sky suddenly became empty and lonely, and it was only a few breaths dark.People ducked under umbrellas, in cars, in whatever building they could to avoid getting drenched.

Xiao Yao thought that one of the inherent instincts of living things is self-protection. A cactus will bury its roots deep into the ground, an ostrich will bury its head in the soil, a rattlesnake will clear its way with a crisp sound, and a chameleon will disguise itself as a green leaf. However, these are far less than humans. high end.

Foraging for food because of hunger.

Because of the cold, so cover the body.

Loot because of need.

Later, they either bowed their heads and proclaimed their ministers, or held their heads up as kings, observed their words and expressions, and followed every step of the way. They painted a rough and simple face in the Stone Age, and their emotions seemed to be covered with a veil.

primitive period.slave society.Feudal dynasty.Capital is still a republic. This is a progressive process of ideology and culture, and it is also the development of collective self-protection.

Whether it is the social value system or the ideological and moral culture, they are trying to limit heresy and viciousness to the greatest extent, and use layers of framework to achieve their own security.

You see, the world is still like this, so what is wrong with me?

Xiao Yao put one hand on the steering wheel and picked up the phone with the other.The smoke between the fingers was overburned and landed on the expensive cashmere cushion, scalding a little hair, and the inaudible pungent smell struggled and disappeared in the lingering tobacco smell.

Xiao Yao looked at the mountains outside the window expressionlessly, and turned his finger holding the cigarette skillfully, so that the still-burning cigarette butt was facing towards the palm of his hand.

"Hey, mom, what's the matter?"

"Where are you now, the banquet has begun."

"I have something to go on a long trip, and the ceremony has already followed." She clenched her five fingers nonchalantly, the burning of her palms made her frown slightly, and her tone became more gentle.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything for a homeless person like you, but look, even Ayan is married, how long do you want to delay, are you still a writer Is he busy with filming? Besides, now that you are famous and rich, it’s time to start a family. Your father and I are getting old, so it’s time to take care of our grandchildren, dance in the square, and watch the little ones when you have nothing to do. Young love life."

Xiao Yao chuckled lightly, pressed his brows and said, "Not interested."

"Ah, the banquet has started, Ayan is so beautiful today, I'll take a photo for you."

Xiao Yao had a bit of a headache, her old problem was about to recur, she rolled down the car window, and the rapid raindrops broke in, it was icy cold.

She took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep puff, and let it out lightly.Elbow resting on the window sill, a wisp of gray smoke dodges in the wind and rain.

I opened the text message with my finger, glanced at it, and then switched to the call interface.

Skillfully turning the cigarette butt to the palm of his hand, the pain swept over him all at once.

"Well, it's pretty." She said with a gentle smile on her face, expressionless.The rain wet half the arms and sleeves.

"My daughter will be more beautiful in a wedding dress."

Xiao Yao paused when he heard his mother's proud and suggestive sentence, every time her mother called her daughter affectionately, she would try her best to meet her request.

Those two words, after Xiao Yao became independent, deepened from a pet name to the most natural consideration of a mother. There is no order, but a secret reminder, and she has never failed her parents' expectations.

Only this time, it is destined to be impossible...

"Okay," Xiao Yao took out another cigarette, then stuffed it back, and picked up the laptop on the side seat, "wait for me when I come back."

After getting the answer, the mother hung up the phone with satisfaction.

She has long been familiar with the so-called beautiful lies, and the tearing headache has also made her forget to feel guilty about the promises that will not be fulfilled.

Xiao Yao forced himself to type the last paragraph in the document, ending the story.

The bào rain showed no sign of stopping, and the thunder and lightning roared.

The black car standing still on the winding mountain road seemed to blend with the night and the mountains.Suddenly, two distant lights broke through the invisible barrier and hit the guardrail at the turn.

The raindrops fell clearly and powerfully in the light curtain, and the light curtain disappeared into the depths of the valley, powerlessly reflecting the indistinct outline.

Xiao Yao put her finger on the delete key, and the stories in the document disappeared word by word at a speed visible to the naked eye. She laughed out loud, a little crazy.

She is a famous madman.Her words are like a knife, unhurried, dissecting readers who are bound by the story in a cold and quiet manner, using the most plain language to set off a shocking turmoil, and easily express the taboos that people avoid talking about.An unsightly, undeniable distortion.sick.With sinister intentions, there are thousands of redeemers in her story, and every redeemer has a shadow of this world.

When you look at the story, it seems that you are looking at yourself or the people around you, and the resonance is hard to guard against.This is what readers have to admit.

However, he wanted to close the book and isolate the dark, gloomy and bizarre world over there, but found that he seemed to be a patient on the operating table, expecting to be safe and sound after dripping with blood.

They adore the writer named Zhizhou, and at the same time speculate that the person who can write such a frenzied story must not be in a good spirit.

Xiao Yao's mental condition is indeed not very good, literati are the most prone to paranoia.

She finally drove herself crazy after years of self-repression. An hour ago, she went to Wen Yan's new house with a knife!

The thoughtful and well-organized murder plan in her mind made her feel horrified when she recalled it now.

Xiao Yao's deep and beautiful eyes stared at the blank screen, in a trance, and the sound of the rain became distant and indistinct, almost inaudible.

Finally, she laughed lonely.

The black car started suddenly and smashed through the guardrail with a huge momentum...

What's wrong with me, I'm just protecting myself, protecting that clean Xiao Yao by ending my life.

And liking you is always me, a secret that is strictly guarded against.

The author has something to say: The short story has been revised and reloaded, the previous pen name has been abolished by me, and I am still free to write whatever I think of.

☆. When rebirth is in progress (1)

"Look, Doudou, Xueli Xiaocao's guitar playing and singing are mesmerizing, Huanhuan's hip-hop dance is exciting, and the orchestral ensemble led by the great talent Murong An is continuous and majestic. Are the people on the stage under pressure? What about Shanda?"

"Hey, from what you've said, I found that our New Year's Day performance really gathered all the famous people on campus, and the splendor is layered! But..."

"Why are you still playing tricks!"

"Aren't I being strong-minded? Is it too stressful to keep looking down?"

"Well, isn't this nonsense, but the form of the next work seems to be a bit special."

"That's right, next - please enjoy the short film - "Flowers Blooming in Luoyang" jointly produced by Photography Club and Moyun Hanfu Club"

"It's the first time to play a short video."

"A little expectation."

The background music sounded, and the chatter of the audience quieted down, and they turned their attention to the big screen.

"You Shangyuan in the Ming Dynasty, urgently report to spring. The flowers will bloom overnight, don't wait for the dawn wind to blow~" The loud and clear voice opened up the snowy scenery, and the four seasons were chaotic for a while, a hundred flowers bloomed, and the flying pavilion flowed.The attic has double eaves.Rockery.The palace vault seems to have entered the spring sky all of a sudden, so colorful and lively!

The opening picture is exquisite and atmospheric, directly bringing the audience an extremely beautiful visual enjoyment.