fruit candy

Fontan is a fruit candy in the shape of orange segments. His home is a plastic bottle wrapped in colored cellophane and decorated with pink bows.

On his left is Uncle Instant Noodles with a self-made roll, and on his right is Sister Jelly with a knife-mouthed bean curd heart. Fang Tang watched the pedestrians coming and going through the plastic bottle every day, until one day he was bought away.

The one who bought him was a gentle man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a white shirt. Fang Tang looked at him quietly for a long time.

After that, Fang Tang moved, from that plastic box to a big glass bottle. He likes this new home very much, because it is cool and there is no smell of plastic.

But not long after that, Fang Tang became worried, because that gentle man was so addictive!sugar!like!Life!

Especially when I was typing on the computer keyboard every day, I always unconsciously took candy from the glass bottle. In just a few days, one-third of the sugar in the bottle went down.

Taking advantage of the dead of night, Fang Tang moved to the bottom of the bottle, and worriedly used his syrupy head to calculate the whole night. The more he calculated, the more he felt that he would be eaten soon.

With the mentality of taking a good look at the world before dying, Fang Tang clings to the glass bottle crying, looking at the man who is gradually walking to the desk again with a little sadness.

Are you going to eat sugar again?Afraid of QAQ

But today the man didn't turn on the computer. Instead, he opened a book, took out a golden signature pen from the pen holder, signed his name in a smooth manner, put it down, and changed another book.

As an illiterate in the new era, Fang Tang didn't know what a person was doing. He stretched his head and looked at it for a long time, but he didn't understand a single word.

They are all ghost characters QAQ

The man was silently drawing talismans all afternoon, while Fang Tang scratched his ears and cheeks restlessly in the glass bottle, even though he had neither ears nor cheeks.

In the evening, someone knocked on the door, and a fat man came,

Fang Tang heard that he was called a gentle man, Zhuang Ran.

Fang Tang kept it in his heart silently, and then secretly eavesdropped on their speech.

"How many copies have you signed?" Pangpang walked to the desk, saw the jar containing Fang Tang and said with a smile, "Zhuang Ran, you have a unique problem of eating candy in this code, I will try one too, the candy of inspiration. "

Then Fang Tang saw the fat hand reach into the jar and squeeze a candy into his mouth.

Eating and eating, it's almost my turn.

Fang Tang was a little sad, and his eyes became unfriendly when he saw Chubby.

Pangpang seemed to feel something, rubbed his neck, and muttered, "Zhuang Ran, the boundary of your desk is interesting, and the hair on your back feels straight. Could it be that you have written too many horror novels and have evil spirits?"

Zhuang Ran waved his hand and said weakly, "Don't mention it, I feel like someone is watching me quietly lately."

Hearing this, Fang Tang secretly thought, it's not someone, but a candy is after you.

Fatty frowned, and looked at the desk, "Be careful, don't finish the book, you will become schizophrenic."

Zhuang Ran got excited, quickly signed two books, and sneered, "I'm a man who has seen big storms, is there anything wrong? If nothing else, hurry up, I still have a lot of books unsigned?"

Then Fang Tang saw Pangpang leave, and Zhuang Ran went to the kitchen to cook instant noodles by himself.

After so many days of observation, Fang Tang discovered that this human named Zhuang Ran was not as gentle as he looked, and even a little lazy. Although there was no peculiar smell in the house, it was definitely a mess, and he only ate two kinds of food, takeaway and soaked food. noodle.

Of course, half of the fruit candy is not food, it is a candy life.

Fang Tang glanced at the candies of various shapes covering him, twisted his body uneasily, and rubbed against the bottom of the bottle again, maybe he could hide for a while.

But this time his movement was a bit loud, there was a sharp rubbing sound when his body passed the glass, the air was quiet for a moment, Fang Tang quickly pulled a piece of watermelon-shaped candy to cover himself, shivering.

By the way, I peeked with one eye, and saw Zhuang Ran wrapped a blanket over his head, looked around nervously, and then laughed dryly, "The lights are bright, there is nothing to be afraid of."

Then he ate two mouthfuls of instant noodles, dropped his chopsticks again, howled, and broke down a little bit, "Isn't it really about schizophrenia???"