Did Lowes succeed today? [Comprehensive British and American]

The correct pronunciation of Lowes is actually Us Lowe.

Earth, don't get me wrong, doesn't mean Earth.It is soil.

People in the circle say that it is because he is as ubiquitous as soil and cannot be shaken.It is also said that it is because he does not move, and if he moves, the world will be turned upside down.

Far-fetched.

People always like to give strong symbolic meaning to things they don't understand, which is like a kind of fun that can be celebrated by the whole world.

He once explained briefly to his few 'friends' that this title has no meaning.It was purely just a word that his biological mother popped out of her mouth after being tired of being asked by the sympathizers who had to go to prison for mother and child charity.

It's also possible that she was just gazing out the window at the bare, yellowing grass.

It is inaccurate to describe the turf as bald.But the sporadic grass sticks to the ground, and people's first reaction is that it is bald.

Just like a smooth forehead can make people say cool, but thinning hair or exposed wig is baldness that makes people laugh.The more you cover up everything, the more people laugh.

Lowes is now gazing out the window at the bare turf.His cradle was a rectangular, white-painted cage with no cover.He stretched his legs through the cracks in the railing, and gripped the railing to keep his bones from giving way.

There is a fence outside the window half a meter away from the cage, which is an alloy material that cannot be twisted even if it is twisted with clothes.As for why he said that in particular, because he saw someone trying to escape like this.

Not very smart.

By the way, he always thought that it was normal for a baby to be able to see, hear and remember things clearly (although he could not understand them).But clearly, he was never within the normal range.

The hanging legs trembled, and he peed.Physiological conditions really have a lot of leeway in line with common sense.

Do you know how painful it is to have a tender butt suffocated by wet cloth?He had to let those procured specifically for prisons experience firsthand in the case of urinary incontinence.

Hopefully someone will come and change him before he poops himself.After all, a baby shouldn't be expected to be able to change its own diaper.

Are you crying?

No.Here, crying doesn't attract anyone's attention.

cry?Crying all over the place?

No.The result of continuous crying is that his face turns purple, he can't breathe, and he dies, benefiting others and himself.

After peeing, he continued to look outside at the bare lawn.

When he was four years old, he gestured that it took 132 steps to go from east to west on the turf surrounded by iron nets outside, and 98 steps to go from south to north.

That was his playground, the park, the street until he was four years old.is everything in the world.

For example, there are green suspended mesh bags on his street, which will say loudly, 'Bite me! '.It is convenient for people to throw things crazy at it, but be careful, it will run and fight back.

Therefore, don't throw the toothbrush handle after it is sharpened.

So you can imagine how disappointed he was when he saw the real world.

There are traffic lights on the street.

"I don't get it, they shouldn't have kept you with her." His death began to murmur again, "I mean, I can understand other children. But, you, why? She... "

Lowes couldn't help opening his mouth and yawned.I should be cute in everything I do now.Not a big problem.

He turned to look at his death.Their 'first' meeting, he introduced himself - his name was Steve Rogers.

It's already been cleared up.He was the same as he had only known himself as Lowes before.Nothing but name and 'living'.

Yes, he was this Steve Rogers 'dead man' or, Grim Reaper before him.Silently participated in his glorious life of ups and downs in the past hundred years, including the 70 years of solitude in the deep sea.

At that time, he wondered whether he went crazy first, or Rogers' subconscious died first.But the Russian oil squad dug them out first.

pity.

Now, he is free.I hope he stays idle for the rest of his life.

The only thing that's really bothered him lately is that the unspoken rules of the world are careless.Theology, religion, mysticism, these are beyond his control.

As Rogers' 'Reaper', he was convinced that he could gain new life simply by taking the life of the living.However, freshmen!

Why the definition of this 'new life' is to return to the very beginning of your previous life with all the restored memories and the memories of when you became a 'ghost of death'.

Why?Shouldn't this be rebirth?Still discounted.

He felt cheated.Especially when he clearly felt that he was slipping out from other people's crotch with various liquids, and when his whole body was naked|naked, he wanted to stuff himself back.

So much so that when he first saw the death version of Rogers who greeted him in front of him, he was so emotional that he had a heart attack and passed out.

Everyone in this group who participated or indirectly participated in their own birth cannot stay.

...oh, forgot.He had only decided a week ago to be a law-abiding person in his life.

harm.

Rogers sighed, noticing that Lowes' eyes were looking at him, he showed a childish smile reflexively, and clapped his hands in an extremely stupid gesture, and made a strange sound with his mouth, "Porf~laugh~~ "

Lowes...be patient.

So Lowes showed a toothless smile.

Rogers smiled and praised, "You are such an angel."

Lowes reached out and danced at him.

He smiled even wider, and then he was determined again, "kid, we must find a way to take you away from your mother. She will destroy you."

He never called himself Erce, and he resented that casual name.

Maybe when he's adopted, he'll happily call himself 'Lo'.Oh... maybe not very happy.

Lowes twitched.

Rogers turned to Lowes, knelt down and teased him with his fingers.He seemed to care a lot about the fact that other children had toys that their mother had managed to make, but except for a towel, everything else for him was given by charity.

Lowes babbled and played with him, minding two things.

Rodgers, who is in his mid-25s, is not easy to deal with.Impulsive, passionate, fearless.

Why not 18 or 196?At first, I thought that the god of death was frozen at the age of death.For example, I am 25 years old.This is also a misunderstanding?Live a long life, only 25 years old after death?

Rogers frowned, "What should we do?"

Lowes' black eyes stared straight at him, clear enough to see everything about him.

Black robe, a sickle grows out of the small hole between the collarbone.The sickle is connected with the god of death.The longer the stay time, the bigger, longer and heavier the sickle will be, and the longer and thicker the connecting chain will be.

He suspects that the black robes of the 'Reapers' are all of the same size.Because, the sack-like robe hanging on his body was worn by Rogers, giving him the feeling of an ascetic priest.Not the divine kind, but the reed kind. G|V.

The sickle between his collarbone, which is only half a finger long, rests on the milky white chest muscles, which looks like some kind of play.

He remembered that Rogers had left cuteness at this age and went straight to sex|sensuality.However, he didn't know that this robe would fill him with an unspeakable taste.

This pair is still a baby, and the little sparrows are all in the shape of bean sprouts, which is a bit unfriendly.

"I'll watch over you." Unable to think of a move, and not wanting to let his worries affect the child, Rogers slowed down and raised his hands to touch Louas's head affectionately.

Lowes twisted his neck so that his hands were submerged in his skull, and his fingertips poked out of the back of his head.

The person who stretched out his hand was instantly amused, "You really like this trick, don't you?"

Lowes grinned.It's Rodgers who loves this game.

They used to know each other.It's just that the moment he opened his mouth to tell others about his own existence, he forgot his own existence and no longer saw himself.Naturally, I don't remember this game.

I am different.It's just keeping a secret, it's not a big problem for a lifetime.He was used to having Rodgers next to him.

Used to it for more than 100 years.It's just something, and I shouldn't let it go.

Eating, sleeping, dazed, and small exercises will cause fatigue.Lowes was sleepy after being awake for three hours.

"Want to sleep?" Rogers whispered.

Lowes collapsed and began to snore.

Rogers stood up, looked at the child in the bed, and touched the sickle around his neck.

He looked at the baby in the cradle.Thinking of the only picture in his memory, he showed some doubts.The author has something to say: Rogers: ...why do you think of G|V?

Lowes: Don't worry about the details.