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I dreamed of Shi Xiaofeng today. He was wearing the orange sweatshirt that he often wears, standing under the hazy sky, watching the 40-meter-high tsunami, "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" His appearance was helpless, and he was left to fend for himself after a few glances.Then he turned around and threw paper into the Indian soup. After that, a girl with steel teeth glasses, about 1.5 meters tall, and a very serious girl with a cut mushroom head, made a very magical expression, and then started to type. I......

It was really a very strange dream, because it was so strange, I was woken up strangely without sleeping for a while...

Because I had dreamed about Shi Xiaofeng, when I got up, during the uncomfortable interval, I thought about his affairs a little bit, and then I thought about my decision to continue staying here recently.It must be because I was disappointed with him that I stayed overnight. Even though I had expected that he would never be in the apartment, seeing the expected fact would still make people feel very discouraged.

This should be quite abnormal, obviously already mentally prepared, but when something happens, it still feels like a bolt from the blue.

It seems to be noon. When I went downstairs, I saw the delivery guy running to deliver lunch to Zhang Weiran. It was yellow stewed chicken. I don’t know what kind of cheap shop he ordered, but he only bought one for 15 yuan. More than enough to fit a small pot... When I went downstairs, I happened to see him looking at a pot of rice with chopsticks in a broken face, with black lines all over his face.

Inexplicably, I really want to laugh, and I have become gloating like Shi Xiaofeng recently...

In the end, I really laughed. It sounded very loud in the silent hall. Zhang Weiran heard it justifiably, and turned his head to look at me like a zombie, staring for a while. , beckoned to me again, and said, "Epileptic, come here." I didn't run over with a positive attitude like the waiter, but I was very inactive, and walked over slowly with a look of indifference.

At first glance, Zhang Weiran is not the kind of slow-tempered person, but he is also patient. He really maintained the appearance of holding chopsticks with black lines on his face. Come over with a pair of disposable chopsticks: "Help me eat." In the end, I was the one who only ate vegetables and didn't eat... He was unexpectedly an environmentalist, and he just emptied the whole pot of rice with a black line on his face. eaten.

Shi Xiaofeng should be a slow person, because the two of us used to wander around in the winter, he walked in front, without a little pressure, but still walked very slowly and leisurely, swinging his legs with great interest, looking like Like an old lion, I said to him: "Stop swinging your legs, you look like a lion."

He would answer me: "Yes, I am a Leo~"

People who are superstitious about constellations.

Recently, I live under the roof of someone else, and I don’t have that Cinderella-like life. Instead, I live a very leisurely life. I basically sleep until Zhang Weiran eats lunch every day, and then I go downstairs to see what he ate today. The order was wonton noodles. The takeaway boy ran very fast, and miraculously, there was nothing soaked into a ball that could not bear to look at when it was delivered.

I sat across from him, through a thin layer of mist, watching him eat his wanton noodles with no expression on his face, and glanced at me from time to time because I was uncomfortable watching.I don't know why I suddenly feel very nostalgic for no reason, as if one day I once lived with someone like this...

He obviously slept a lot, but he still couldn’t do it. In the afternoon, he couldn’t help lying on the sofa, hugging the plush toy that someone temporarily threw aside, and slept for a while. He probably slept lightly. During that period of time, I still maintained my messy thinking and thought about a lot of things, but I couldn't really remember what I was thinking.

When I first woke up from a dream, I guess I was woken up by the dream I had, because the moment I opened my eyes, I disregarded my habit of feeling uncomfortable for a long time every time I got up, and sat down on the sofa with a "swish". I got up, but my determination to be frightened did not have any effect. The moment I sat up, I still felt my head was heavy, and there was a mess of snowflake screens in front of me. I couldn’t see anything clearly. The dizziness was still the same as before When I pressed it back, I still had the feeling of "I'll just die".

But since I can sit up in such a horrified way, there must be something different from usual. It should be the dream that scared me awake. What kind of dream is it that can scare me like this?I only remembered this question when I was eating oranges and watching a movie that night.It seems, it seems, it should be a dream about Shi Xiaofeng...

I haven’t remembered the specific content so far, but according to my intuition, it must be very horrifying and horrifying. It is so horrifying that there is no such content in "Zhou Gong Interpretation of Dreams"...

Someone must be very envious of me, like the kind of person who dreams every night except for tooth loss. (Why is it tooth loss? Because once Luzhu interpreted dreams on the website, it seems that "tooth loss" has the highest search rate...)

I can hardly remember what the movie is about now. At the beginning, it was full of dialogues that I couldn’t understand at all, all kinds of messy terms, all kinds of arrogant characters, the screenwriter seemed to show how capable he was. .Because it was the same type at the beginning, I just stared blankly thinking about my own things within a few seconds, probably because the things I was thinking were boring, and in the end I just stared blankly for two hours without doing anything.

It's just that I have at least come to a conclusion: the screenwriter of this movie will definitely not be Shi Xiaofeng.

I always feel that this movie is different from the movie about a one-night stand that the eldest lady told me while eating ice cream. Although both are extremely vulgar and vulgar, I always feel that there is something different in it, absolutely different .......It is hard to say that it is hidden under the shell of hypocrisy, with different soul colors.It must be a dark and small soul that can be noticed by a person like me without the slightest appreciation of art, and a soul that is as hair-colored as Skyrim and Mary Sue...

Shi Xiaofeng must belong to the former (laughs)...

It seemed that I dreamed of him again that night. The place where we met in the dream seemed to be the ticket office of a tourist attraction. It must be a very unpopular place. There were not many people, the light was dim, and the glass was not very transparent. The sky exudes a dim yellow color.I bought the ticket with the mushroom-headed girl with steel teeth glasses. He suddenly ran over, still wearing the orange sweatshirt, patted his back unexpectedly, and left with a smirk, "Ahahaha". I still remember the feeling in the dream: helpless...

And disgust, Arnie K...

The author has something to say:

Absolutely not annoying, because Shou is a tsundere.