My male ticket is eating dirt every day

Ye Ming was flipping through a book before being found by Luna.

After he ran into Nu Wa again and choked with each other, his grandfather took a deep breath and threw the book to him, along with some books of the same type.

This is a wonderful reader that combines strange novels and landscape annals.He could tell Nuwa's writing style at a glance. In the early years before they talked, he helped Nuwa proofread manuscripts, knowing that she had such a harmless little hobby.He was lying on a giant pine tree, posing in a comfortable posture and flipping through the pages, deeply impressed by his ex-girlfriend's imagination.

What are "eating the mythical beast 'mullet' from Yongshan in the county can prevent body odor", "eating the three-headed chicken on Jishan can make people sleepless, it is really a must-have beast for night owls", "the nostrils of long-tailed apes on Geshan It's too big, and every time it rains, I have to stuff my tail into my nostrils to keep from choking on the water"...

He laughed out loud: "Even if the divine beasts can't take form and have low divine power, at least they are enlightened. How can they be so spoofed hahahaha."

Halfway through the haha, he couldn't go on haha.

He discovered that the members of his own family were the hardest hit by Nuwa's brain hole.

In Nuwa's supernatural readings, their family is in decline: Gonggong died thoroughly on Mount Buzhou; The young man of the empress directly turned into a delicate little girl, and he...

It will probably be blacked out badly.

Against the malice from his predecessor, he looked through this pile of supernatural books with a little bit of secret expectation, but he didn't see any description about himself.He felt a little unspeakable sense of loss, and unbelievingly flipped through the wonderful book written by his predecessor, and finally found the only sentence about him from the book that wrote "monkey with big nostrils" at the beginning.

To be precise, Nuwa only wrote half a sentence to him.

"Ye Ming was born twelve years old."

——Ye Ming gave birth to twelve sons.

"Is having too many children a black spot?" Ye Ming couldn't figure it out, "Obviously you gave birth to twelve sons yourself, my dear ex..."

……

He suddenly remembered the scene when they were still together.At that time, when the love was strong, it was rare for Nuwa to be infected with the little problem of being a little princess.Like most women in love, she likes to test each other's sincerity with little tricks.

At that time, Nuwa probably referred to the drama "Tang Bohu Spots the Autumn Fragrance", and one day she created several "Nuwa" in a whimsical way.She pricked her fingertips with a needle and poured the blood with her own scent into the fake Nuwa's mouth, making them infinitely similar in appearance and smell.The real and the fake Nuwa stood in a row, insisting that Ye Ming use the legendary telepathy to distinguish the real Nuwa.

Ye Ming is a straight man, a straight man can't even tell the color of lipstick, let alone a lover who is exactly the same in every way.He guessed three times and failed to guess it.So the young couple quarreled.

The young lovers can quarrel with interest, and at night, Nuwa took the initiative to review her mistakes and omissions, sticking to his back and talking to him.

She also wrote a love poem for him.I don't remember the content, but Ye Ming clearly remembered the playful demo when she gave him the poem.His lover told him at the time: "I'm not very good at speaking nice words. If there is anything wrong to tell you face to face in the future, I will write it out for you to read."

Ye Ming rolled face down from the tree with the book in his hand, throwing all the faces of the felines.He spat out his mouthful of mud and thought carefully about the last time he saw Apollo.At that time, the Sun God had speculated about Zhu Rong's orphan, and when he took the child away, he also made it clear that he picked it up.And when they saw the sun god taking the child away without saying a word, they thought he was a god who disliked his integrity. At most, they thought that he hadn't completely emerged from the shadow of the moon god, so they didn't want to admit that they had a son.

Ye Ming trembled in frustration, even the hair on his tail stood up: it was his own seed!Just by looking at the color of the suit, the chances of winning are great!He was angry and annoyed, and couldn't let go of Nuwa's actions, and he was in danger of bursting his liver every minute.

The wind brings familiar smells.

He raised his head to meet his ex-girlfriend's slightly uncomfortable gaze, and directly ignored the aggressive thug beside her.

Hey, my ex, after so many years, you are still so soft and easy to pinch.

He squinted slightly to look at his ex, with an unspeakable bitterness in his chest, and the previous anxiety disappeared for a while.It was as if the tumbling waves were smoothed by a pair of gentle hands, and all evil thoughts were suppressed inside and could not come out.

"Hey," he said shyly to his ex-girlfriend, changing from his usual choked manner when meeting each other, "Long time no see, Nuwa."

The author has something to say:

That's all for writing here, with an open ending, and it's good to leave the short matters in the parents' house to time to solve.

Let me reflect on myself in the context of my speech. When I was writing about eating dirt, I collapsed in two places.One is the part of Mo Xin's divorce, which was supposed to reflect the master-servant relationship between Wen Yubai and Houwen Yubai, showing a kind of unilateral and self-righteous spouse relationship.But when I actually wrote it, I found it impossible to portray unequal partnerships.That is to say, my first few pictures were scrapped, but my heart is at ease.The second is that I didn’t write out the original pair skating plot. From the layout point of view, facing such a cumbersome plot requires the courage of a strong man to cut his wrists. I'm not capable enough to keep it.It sounds hypocritical, but I really feel guilty and very annoyed.

Thanks to the little readers who accompanied me here, you are very gentle.Give me some comments if you want, I hope that the next article will make me more satisfied, and I will go further on the road I like.There are red envelopes for comments.