I am miserable by being attacked by the social bully

We don't have to deliberately cover up.

It's better to let nature take its course and follow your heart.

In the whole world, the love is deep, the joys and sorrows are endless, and it is unforgettable.

After complaining, I started to worry again.

I just feel that the whole world is falling in love, leaving me alone!

Forget it, sleep, sleep.

But when I fell asleep, I began to feel distressed again.

Before I came, I reserved two rooms, but now that Xiao Chengzi has been picked up by Lu Hongjun, I am the only one living in the inn, and the room next door is empty.

A room of more than 300 yuan is wasted again.

After waking up the next day and having breakfast, I began to think about how to spend my days in Yangshuo.

Since I don't know where Liao Muqiu is, I can only wait for Reet to tell me the formula.That means that I should have to live in Yangshuo for a while. Since this is the case, then I must not stay in a hotel every day, but find a homestay.

Thinking so far, I started to set off, looking for a place to live.

In the end, I paid in a duplex inn, 40 yuan a day, which is not too expensive on West Street.

Since I don't know how long I will stay, I always pay the room fee every day.

The inn is run by a proprietress, in her 40s, who wears a cheongsam in the cold weather, with a graceful posture and still charming charm.

Sometimes, I would sit at the door joking and chatting with the proprietress.

About the time I was staying in this inn for five days, the woman appeared.

The woman who passed me by.

She was pushing a wheelchair, and there was a person sitting on it, but the upper body was covered by a scarf, and only her attire was exposed, revealing that she should also be a woman.

Her eyes looked at me, but she spoke to the proprietress.

"Give me a room."

The lady proprietress took out a silver hairpin from under the bun and pointed it at the priced wallpaper behind, smiling lazily and casually, "Recently there are many guests, and the rooms are almost full. If you only stay for one night, I will I have to charge you [-], but if you stay for a long time, I will only charge you [-]. Do you think?"

The small loft I live in has a total of four floors. I live on the second floor, and they live just across from me.

In fact, it is not so coincidental. The main reason is that when the woman was choosing a room, she said that if she lived for a long time, she hoped to be my neighbor, and the proprietress readily agreed.

At this time, I can't see anything tricky anymore, and I may be a fool.

I find it very strange, how can a strange woman who has never met before be so interested in me?

Could it be that she fell in love with me at first sight?

Is it so bloody?

I leaned against the door frame and watched the woman across the room with interest.

She didn't pay much attention to me because she was now cleaning up the room and settling down the other woman who was with her.

The woman in the wheelchair never showed her face, she picked her up and put her gently on the bed.

Her movements are so proficient that I am amazed. On the one hand, I am amazed by her strength. She hugged an adult woman very easily; generally.

I looked at it for a while, and finally asked her out of politeness, "Do you need help?"

"Need." She nodded.

"Then what do you need me to do?" I asked enthusiastically.

"Stand still."

"What's more—" She turned to look at me, and said calmly, "Don't talk yet."

"..."

Well, I am talking too much, so I will just watch silently.

There was a big black box in her luggage, which looked heavy and she didn't know what was in it.

Taking advantage of my spare time, I observed her for a while.

She is beautiful, but this beauty is somewhat different from the appearance of oriental women.Her facial features are profound, her nose bridge is straight and straight, and she always looks like a mixed race.The figure is also well-proportioned and tall, with extremely long legs.

Straight black hair, no bangs, simply tied behind the head.She didn't wear much, or even less, a black windbreaker, leggings and short boots.

I suddenly thought of the cheongsam worn by the proprietress, and felt a little puzzled. Don't the women here are afraid of the cold?

She lifted the scarf off another woman's face, but I didn't see her face.Because when I was about to peek, she stood in front of me and closed the door.

I was a little embarrassed, and I was caught peeping.

But she didn't seem to care about this detail, and said to me: "She needs to be quiet, let's talk downstairs."

I went downstairs as promised, bought two bottles of water from the proprietress, and handed one bottle to her.

She raised her eyebrows to look at me, twitched the corner of her mouth, and said in a playful tone, "Why don't you buy me a cup of milk tea."

"Okay." I agreed with a smile.

The most indispensable thing in West Street is eating, drinking and playing entertainment. You can almost have everything you want to eat and play, but the price is relatively expensive.

She walked out of the inn first, and I followed her.

Her back is tall and straight, and she has a unique temperament, which gives people a special taste in the crowd - a very distinctive taste.

We randomly picked a shop to sit down, but she didn't order milk tea, she ordered a cup of coffee.

She was staring at me with that defiant smile on her lips.

I held back for a while, but couldn't help asking her, "Do you know anyone with 'Autumn' in their name?"

"Why do you ask?"

"The last time I met you, you said that you also want a sugar figure with the word 'Autumn'."

She looked at me, smiled inexplicably, and suddenly leaned over and said something in my ear.

"I'll tell you if you sleep with me."

At first I thought I had heard it wrong, so I asked her uncertainly, "What did you say?"

She smiled and repeated, "I'll tell you if you sleep with me."

I looked at her in shock.

Did something go wrong?

Counting the time when she bought the sugar man, I only met her twice in total. This second meeting, she said she wanted to sleep with me?

Is this making a movie?

Is it so bloody?

I looked at her with complicated eyes, "Girl, you really know how to joke."

She still smiled and spoke provocatively, "What I said is true."

"That's such a pity." I rejected her and said, "I have someone I like."

"I don't need you to like me," she said, "I just need you to sleep with me."

Am I the root of feelings?

If this is the same as before, I might as well agree.Anyway, if I'm single, it's good to have a regular bed partner who doesn't talk about relationships, and she really looks like me.

But now is not that time, and if you have thoughts and concerns in your heart, you will definitely not be able to do such beautiful things.

It can only be said that it has nothing to do with me.

He licked his lips, suppressed all kinds of thoughts in his heart, and said tactfully: "Since I already have someone I like, I still don't want to cheat mentally."

"You're wrong." She said, "We're having an affair."

I corrected myself, "It's my slip of the tongue, whether it's mental or sexual, I don't cheat."

She smiled indifferently, and suddenly asked me: "What are you doing here?"

I said frankly: "Look for someone."

Then he asked her, "What about you?"

She curled her lips slightly, and said the same words: "I'll tell you if you sleep with me."

After that, I stopped talking.

Even in the back of my mind, I began to wonder if this guy was a spy sent by Reet to test me.

Otherwise, why would you just want to sleep with me?

How could such a beautiful girl say such unreserved words?

She took a sip of coffee leisurely, looked through me, jumped behind me, and suddenly asked me: "Do you think I'm pretty?"

I smiled and answered her: "Pretty."

"What do you think love is?" she asked me again.

I thought about it and felt that this question was a bit esoteric.

What is love? I, a person who is frustrated in love, really don't know how to answer, which is appropriate.

At this time, someone was singing on the street.

I heard him imitating Zhang Xinzhe, singing the theme song "Love Is One Word" of the cartoon "Lotus Lantern" with his affectionate and gentle voice.

I turned to look at the singer, and she followed me.

We stopped talking to each other and just listened quietly to the singer.

She listened very carefully, and so did I.

It's just that I chewed a line of lyrics repeatedly in my heart, and I think it's very appropriate for me——

I go over mountains and mountains for you, but I have no intention of looking at the scenery.

In the past two months, I have traveled from the south to the north, and then returned from the north. I guess it can be regarded as a journey.But along the way, I have concerns, worries, and thoughts. Although I have met a few friends, this is not travel after all.

Because I don't have that mood, I don't have a happy mood.

I have always suppressed my emotions, except for the one time in the phone booth, I kept reminding myself not to be sad.But sometimes, there are some emotions that I can't suppress or control.

I answered her previous question with lyrics.

I said: "Love is just one word, I only say it once, I am afraid that people who hear it will arouse lovesickness."

58. Be a five-good youth.

I got along with this special woman for a period of time, and I knew her name, and she told me—her name is Jiayi.

A special woman, a strange name.

I didn't investigate the authenticity of this name. Maybe it's not a name at all. More precisely, I think it's just a code name.Just like the plot in the movie, those who don’t want to reveal their names will tell you a code name they often use, or a random name.

But these are not important, the authenticity of her name is not up to me