Bird: K of Green

Tuanzi, I always sweep to the end, it's really uncomfortable.Of course I will eat it, because there is one portion, but I will eat the rest!

Yes, I am willing to sweep up the leftovers of the stream.

Mr. Pan said that no one would want a baby who can eat the bottom of a bowl to marry a wife when he grows up.So who is this other person referring to?I think Mr. Pan is a very smart person.Because Zi Mingming likes to eat, but he never eats the leftovers. I also like to eat, no less than him. .

Sometimes I think I'm stupid, so it's a little sad.After thinking about it, I am no longer obsessed with food.

People quietly refine life into amber, just quietly guarding the years.

Until the sound of the years clicked—the brake belt was torn off—the brakes failed, and the car and people rolled to the bottom of the abyss. We were caught off guard.

10

On a warm and bright afternoon, I witnessed the first night of the stream, but it was a pity that it belonged to Zi.

In my opinion, generally speaking, the first night when a man and a woman have intercourse is called the first night.The tradition in the far east is to cover a mattress covered with red dates, peanuts, longan, and lotus seeds with a red sheet, and then secretly press a piece of white silk handkerchief, in order to verify that the woman is indeed an unborn virgin.If there are a few drops of blood left on it the next day, the man and his family members can feel at ease.

Liu is not a woman. In my heart, Liu is a clean and clear existence that transcends gender restrictions.

I was born in a senatorial family where class order and nobility and holiness were used as a fig leaf, and I have witnessed all kinds of incest since I was a child, so I know what the images I accidentally glimpsed mean.Zi held Liu's knees and pushed forward into his body. Zi did it very gently, and he looked like a skilled person.But I think he is cruel, he is destroying a transparent dream.

A bird chirping sharply passed through the iron window, and a hole was broken in the sky.

I lost my dream.

Transparent being splashed with a bucket of paint.The pain of loss is too raw, the paint is stirred into the soul, and the soul is grotesque and twisted.It felt akin to losing the cat that my mom ordered thrown into boiling water to scald to death.

In the education I received since I was a child, the morality of sex is very emphasized. Men unilaterally require women to be chaste, and they verify women's integrity long before the formation of husband and wife relationship, so as to prepare for the possibility of fait accompli in the future.I have love for convection and sex, so at the beginning, I had an extremely strong sense of repulsion towards the relationship between him and Zi. The picture of that afternoon was pasted under my nose and spinning around, over and over again.

I'm so sad.

But in fact, isn't it too stubborn to prove everything simply with "two drops of blood"? ——Sex is based on mutual love and mutual respect, never based on past experience.So I asked him to wait for me.I can wash this dream clean.

Only I can.

11

Under 24 minutes of cramping and [-] minutes of thirst, I said: "Yes, I want to fuck you."

I don't know if my eyes are shining brightly like the flowing blue eyes.I was looking forward to how the stream would react, and of course - no response.

At last Liu sighed and said slowly: "Go to sleep, Sukuna, turn off the lights."

I am discouraged and greatly disappointed that this night should be wasted in compromise and suffering.But I really haven't grown up yet, or I haven't practiced to the highest level of Zi, and I haven't unlocked the ultimate move. I am eager to use some special skills, which will create mistakes in certain levels in the future.So I pretended to be entangled, and Yang Mo said: "Don't turn it off. Flow, sleep is fine, but I want to hug, touch, and tweet."

Liu said, "Turn off the lights first."

So at least I feel that the flow is a disguised acquiescence to my wish.

So I free my arm, reach for the button on the wall, and turn off the light.A few seconds after the lights went off, Ru said, "Sukuna, you know, after all, you and Zi are different beings, and to me, you are both unique and indispensable, and that's what I want to tell you. I hope everything goes smoothly for you in the future, best wishes, good night."

"What about when I grow up, Liu?"

I didn't allow him to sleep, I couldn't wait to stroke him with the ends of my hair, deliberately bypassing the point of his words.Far from ignoring, those things have been completely absorbed by me, and I asked myself: "When I grow up, will you allow me to do the same thing as Zi?"

The room was wrapped in silence for half a minute, and there was no sound around.Erqingliu said: "—You have to ask my knight, Yushao Shenzi."

12

In fact, as you all know, the Green Clan does not limit infighting.

So I was thinking at the time, Liu is really smart, he cleverly avoided himself from the eye of the tornado, and directly threw this question to Zi.So is he implying that I can fight against Zi in the future?

The thought thrilled me a little.Because this stalk is similar to the western cowboy terrier, ONEONONE, who fights for the beautiful women and decides the outcome with one shot.When I was very young, I saw that ballet - a massacre caused by love and not love at the carnival fair.At the time I thought it wasn't something to mourn, it was just a play.

Now when I look back on the past, I am no longer who I used to be.

I realized all too clearly that we are all puppets on the stage, and only fate is the giant manipulating hand behind the curtain.Of course I won't give up because of this.Although it is impossible for a person to live outside the world, he can grasp every karma in the world.There will be a day when I grow up, a day when I will stand on the same position as Zi, and even, I will surpass Zi.

The first night of Liu was given to Zi. In the traditional concept, Liu is no longer the cleanest existence in my mind. However, the first night is probably not a standard for measuring the cleanliness of one of the parties, but a symbol of two people who love each other— — not limited to the first intercourse between a man and a woman.The moment when the desire to rub the other person into the body finally blooms is the first night.The flesh and sex are just like an inkstone with thick ink poured into oil paint, and the painted limbs are tightly bound to each other, and cannot be separated from each other.If you ask where humans learned the concept of "Gone with the Wind", it probably originated here.

The heavy body can be lighter than snow at a certain moment.

Memories are like broken zithers and continuous strings, and the music is stirring.There is a non-stop sleet in Kanagawa.

I knew I would have and stream for the first time, after many years.But first, we need a house.With a house, people have a sense of belonging.

So when I said I was going to transfer Kanagawa, with Liu's permission, I built a two-story building for Liu where I could see the stream, wooden houses, rocks and waterfalls. Looking far away, I could still see the gray sea.It's winter, and the stream often forms a layer of ice at night, which melts away in pieces at sunrise and dawn, reflecting the sphagnum moss and reflecting the thin green light.If you listen with your ears, there will be subtle sounds when the slurry is defrosted and the ice skin is cracked.

It's just that only those who are madly thirsty for nature and explore the principle of karma aggregation can distinguish clearly.So Zixing may hear it, but I am determined not to hear it, and I am too lazy to study it carefully.

Later, Zi often stayed outside the wooden house.One day he pushed aside the dry vines, carved words on the wooden wall, and wedged his love words on the wood.Such romantic things are only done by people like Yu Shaoshen Zi who have nothing to do to make poetry.He should be grateful to me because I got the house.

13

The house was originally an old house of my family's relatives. It was built in a coastal community in a remote location, close to the memorial park and memorial monument after the reconstruction of Kanagawa.With a good view, I decided to take it down.

The first few families in the neighborhood walked to death, and no one lived here.When it first arrived, the inside was dusty and dusty, looking like it had been swept away by officers and soldiers, it was messy and dirty.I sent people to spend a week to redecorate and take care of it, and did not make any extra decorations in response to Liu's request.I wouldn't tell Liu that just for the bookcase in his study, I asked someone to design nearly ten drawings, which were revised back and forth before being finalized.

I don't know much about worldly affairs, and I still don't want him to get involved.Although now, a few months later, I already know some truths.It turned out that flow is a hundred times more complicated than I thought.

There is no sun in the dry land, flowers and water, kings and spirits.Who will it flow to in the end?

——Let’s do nothing for anyone.

I know, but I have to act—he's for me.Like Zi said, love me a lot.As Liu said, everything that appears in front of my eyes can be turned into food for my growth.I will grow, with pain and love.

People can't live by memories, life needs me to go step by step, like the 11-year-old Bishuiliu out of the huge pit.I made a choice, and I am responsible for my choice.Clearance is rough and difficult, I am not afraid.

Now, back to our house.

14

After moving to Kanagawa, Zi is a person who pays great attention to the quality of life. He puts more and more things into his home. In addition, Mr. Pan loves to study food, so this home becomes more and more humane, clean and bright. The sun is excellent.If you just let this person squat at home, I am afraid that the home will become a mechanical brain processing factory, right?

Mr. Pan is also a squatting at home, and there is really a child like any father.Except for regularly going to Trinity Church for Mass, he stayed at home for the rest of the day. He was not honest, and loved to tidy up the house.The noise of the vacuum cleaner is unbearable to me, but fortunately, he kept stacks of old booklets, tin boxes, handmade wooden shoes, a plate of medals, and badges of Natsume Soseki and Naoki 35 in a hurry to find a place to hide them tightly. I see.Also, if you see me, you have to sell them.I only like Yiliu's books, and it happens that they are the things that Mr. Pan most wants to sell.

The bookshelf is close to the upper level, and there are many old hardcover books with exquisite bindings.One of "Mother Goose"