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———Your perspective——

So peaceful.

I lay in bed, staring into the dark void with my eyes open.

Wu Xie's breathing was on another bed three meters away from me. Judging from the rhythm, he should not be asleep yet.

He really didn't do anything.

How can he do nothing?

I hugged the pillow and began to feel wronged. I felt that this matter was really hypocritical but inevitable.

What should this shit show be called? "Time Traveling to After He Becomes a Monk"?No, even if he is now a monk and has my fault, he can't blame me entirely.

And right now I have been meek and obedient for five and a half days, and I am no longer lying.I personally think that although it is not appropriate to get married in a pure place of Buddhism, there are some things that should be told to me.

……

You recognized me from the very beginning, so was it hard to contain yourself that day?

I know that there are very few love-based marriages in this business, and more lovers.Lovers are daily necessities, they can be exchanged, and it is not a pity if they are broken.

After all, if there is an ordinary person as a weakness, it will not be good for both parties.

In fact, I may be more suitable for this line of work than him, and I can afford the consequences of not being an ordinary person.

I turned over and looked in Wu Xie's direction, but I couldn't see clearly.

Probably many things don't need to be seen too clearly.

I'm not a good match, but whatever capacity we spend the rest of our lives with, I think I'm up to it.

——Wu Xie’s perspective——

Amo fell asleep.

While she seems to have the self-control to stay flat all night, she still seems to like cuddling with the pillow.

I sat up from the bed, stared at her for a while, touched the cigarette case by the bed and walked out.

In the past few years, I have been addicted to smoking, and I can't help it.

After smoking three, my mind relaxed and I began to feel cold.

I'm used to the coldness of Medog, but Amo's hands and feet are still cold.The first time I touched her hand, I felt that the cold was not like a living person.

Touch the sleeves along the wrist, hold it up and stick it to the neck to feel the temperature.The things I encountered made me too nervous. Now, besides taking out the bottle of stuffy oil, I only hope that the people around me are safe.

Whoever the hell makes my hopes dashed, I will kill him.

I started to smoke the fourth one.According to experience, hands and feet will start to warm up when the fifth stick is drawn.

Footsteps came from behind.

As soon as Amo dragged the quilt to the door, when he opened the curtain, he was forced to squint his eyes due to the cold.

"You've come out..." She rubbed her eyes, "...Your throat is still smoking and you're smoking again..." As soon as she said that, she threw the quilt and ran over.

Probably didn't wake up, the voice was much softer than usual.With the fourth cigarette in my mouth, I wanted to be a hooligan and felt a little guilty about being caught.

We looked at each other for a while, and Amo actually squeezed out a gentle smile, "It's so cold outside, come in and smoke."

……

Not right.

She has been virtuous and virtuous in the past two days, which is scary.

When I was pulled back into the room, I had a deep self-examination.

Yesterday's face scared her?It was so gloomy at the time, if there was a buddy familiar with me, I must have thought that someone was going to be in trouble.

Emotional and angry expressions are a big taboo in our profession, and I'm long past the time when I even need to be reminded of this.It's just that the girl said "don't hug" at first, which really pissed me off.

Whether going up the snow mountain or going down the swamp, I have the impression that Amo spends at least half of his time on someone else's back.Damn it, those minions can carry it, but I can't hug it?

"... Can't sleep?" Amo asked with his hands in his arms.

After the red charcoal stove, I saw that she was barefoot, with light white skin, and her toes were red with cold.

...I can sleep with you like this?

I threw the cigarettes into the charcoal stove, and picked up the quilt beside her to wrap her feet.

"Go to bed." I said, but my body didn't move.

But if they look at each other for a second, the scene will get out of control.

As a result, Amo yawned, said "um", and crawled back to his bed slowly.

... What on earth did I ask her to do in the dog day's Tianmen?Will you help my master to practice?

———Your perspective——

I know that Wu Xie's execution ability is actually very strong. If he wants to think about something, he will really create a wall of ideas like the detective in the movie.

He sneaked out last night, and I thought I might see the place where he has been a quiet room for all these years.Unexpectedly, he just stood and smoked.

I don't like the smell of cigarettes, but the way Wu Xie smokes is really delicious.

This simply made me harbor ghosts, and I even planned to stay up until the next morning to watch Wu Xie get up live.

In the end, when I got up, Wu Xie was already reading a book.

I crawled along the bed to find my legs, and found that my shoes had been kicked to nowhere last night.

"Wu Xie," I could only yell, "Did you see my shoes and legs?"

Wu Xie put down her pen, walked around the bed, and picked up my boots and prosthetic limbs.I stretched out my hand and said that I can just hand it to me. Unexpectedly, Wu Xie squatted down directly, as if he wanted to put it on for me.

I stayed for a while.Wu Xie looked up at me, pouted and signaled that I could roll up my trouser legs.

The straps of the prosthesis are one below the knee and the other on the thigh. I pulled up my pants, but they could only be pulled up to the knee because they were thick.

Wu Xie was squatting, and I could just see his hair twirling.This angle and the religious Tibetan gown seem inexplicably -love-/color-.

I could not help but shudder as my finger stroked across the skin lightly, and I thought to myself, it's over, it must be on my face.

don't look at me don't look at me.The air gradually became a little hot, I was almost stiff, and Wu Xie hadn't fastened it yet.

"I, I'll do it myself." As soon as I loosened my trouser legs, they fell down.Wu Xie still lowered his head, I felt his hand stretched in, and then the strap tightened.

My whole body was shocked.

"Okay," Wu Xie looked up and smiled with a harmless and gentle expression, "What do you want to eat today?"

My chaotic brain counted the days, and it was almost the end of the year.Every year is more than enough, I casually said: "Fish?"

Only after I finished speaking did I realize that I was stupid.Tibetans used to have water burials, and because of their religion, they should not eat fish.

As a result, Wu Xie nodded directly, saying that he would catch it.Seeing that I hesitated to speak, he stroked my hair and said that these people are not ordinary Tibetans, so there is no need to be too polite with them.

"Want to go together?" Wu Xie said, "You have to wear thicker clothes."

The ice layer of the entire lake was glowing with a strange blue color. Wu Xie drilled into the ice layer with something that looked like a large wine bottle opener, and made a hole fifteen centimeters in diameter.

I slid carefully on the edge, and proudly boasted that I hadn't fallen yet.

Wu Xie took out the fishing rod—it was as long as two chopsticks and about as thick as chopsticks.I know this is supposed to be common equipment for Russian ice fishing, but I have never seen how it is used.

I saw Wu Xie put the bait on and threw the line directly into the hole.

"That's enough? How long will it take to get hooked?" I asked curiously.

Wu Xie said, "Soon, the fish in this place are easy to catch."

In the end, Wu Xie slipped up a fish in less time than a cigarette.It's not big, but it's not small either.

I didn't think it was difficult, so I slid along the ice surface, "Mr. Guan, let me try."

Wu Xie didn't hide when I slid over, and directly "placed" me in front of him, "...why do you still call me Teacher Guan?"

I got the fishing rod, but I haven't quite figured out how to use it yet. I didn't pay attention to his question at all. I answered a few words vaguely, and Wu Xie immediately hugged him from behind.

"...the fish here have never been caught since they were born," he said softly, "so as long as you... give them a little bit, they will bite the bait without hesitation. Sometimes it's because it's too cold, even if they know this The other end is a fishing line that will bite on it..."

He held my hand and pulled it up, and I immediately felt something tugging at the other end of the fishing line.

"Really, I'm hooked!"

While rewinding the line, I yelled and praised Mr. Guan for being amazing.

But... Did he have something to say just now?

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The clerk from the shop by the West Lake is back, but it hasn't opened yet.

On the day he came back, he sat on the threshold from morning to night, doing nothing, just like when he used to look at the shop.

I was fired, Wang Meng thought.

I was fucking fired.I didn't resign for these hundreds of dollars of salary, but was fired instead.

He didn't count how much Wu Xie gave him in the end, and he didn't really want to hate anyone.

He just didn't quite understand why Wu Xie couldn't stay in the store well, why he had to go all out for an unpredictable result.

Yet life goes on.

Damn, this is the reality, no matter how unworthy or sad you feel, you still have to live.

Wang Meng lit a cigarette and staggered towards the dusk.

Let's reopen the store.What is it called?Should I have my last name?Otherwise, call it "Prince Rules".

Wangzi returns home.

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Wu Yiqiong still cooked a table of meals that his son liked.

He knew that if he didn't do something, he wouldn't be at ease this New Year's Eve.

After all, parents and son are connected by flesh and blood, no matter how rarely Wu Xie comes home, they will also see the changes in him.

It is impossible to say that seeing those scars does not feel distressed, but they are already powerless to control what he has done.

After all, he still embarked on the same path as the third child...

Mother Wu watched the dishes on the table become hot and then cold and hot again, and she only hoped that her son who had been freed for many years was safe.

As for whether to get married and have children, or whether to follow the "correct" direction in the secular sense, she no longer cares.

Later, when she thought about the lonely Spring Festival this year, she always felt that her son was trying to promote and suppress the "correctness" in the secular sense.

——Wu Xie’s perspective——

"It's not delicious!" Amo tasted a piece of fish and gasped, "It tastes like Xisha back then."

"Speaking of Xisha, haven't you asked Fat Master how it is?"

The kitchen here is still in a more rustic style. Just now, the little girl tried hard to blow the wind for 5 minutes, and she couldn't see the charcoal fire turning red even after blowing on her old ashes.

She hummed and chirped and called me, and I wiped her face like washing a cat's face, which was a little funny, but my own face was almost scratched as a result.

……

It would be nice if it was like this for the rest of my life.

But for my inner demon, Amo is not someone who can accelerate its aging and demise.Even sometimes she makes me more aggressive and extreme.

At this time, I looked at her expression and knew that she hadn't forgotten to ask, but she didn't dare to ask many things without being mentally prepared.

I wrote: "The fat man has lost some weight recently, but he is in better shape than me. Now he sends his wife to go out and his brother to go out."

"Daughter-in-law?" Amo blinked, "Is it a cloud?"

Yun Cai later said that she felt that the woman who pulled her out of the flames should be A Mo.

The mortar shells scattered them, Yunyun suffered severe burns on his back, and was unable to sleep because of the pain all day and all night in the hospital.

Fatty and I thought of many ways, but in the end we still left some traces.

Clouds are stronger than we think.

Now she has an ink tattoo of Kunpeng on her back.Although the fat man didn't say anything, I know that Yun Cai chose it for him.

"And little brother... I saw his statue." Amo warmed his hands with a bowl, his expression relaxed, "I really didn't expect that kind of expression... I almost thought he had turned into a stone man. "

Fatty seemed to think so too.

Some people desperately want to turn from a stone into a human being, but I, unknowingly, turned into a stone.

Sitting across the table is one of my obsessions, and my petrified innocence has no possibility of putting it on her.

In fact, I hope she doesn't remember so many things.

"What are you thinking?" Amo waved his hand in front of my eyes, "Petrified too? Then I will start to learn the magic of turning stones into gold now. Don't worry, you won't depreciate."

No need, to me you would.

Ah Mo saw that I was still looking at her fixedly, and gradually revealed an innocent expression, "Is this world not idealistic? Then... I think, therefore I am, and I think Wu Xie is an innocent and cute little girl!"

He was about to reach out and poke me.

When the slightly cold fingers touched my skin, I subconsciously held her wrist backhand.

"Wow," Amo pretended to be surprised, "It's a fake corpse."

I squeezed her hand, and said to myself, damn girl, if I cheated on the corpse, I would definitely get a response from everyone in the corpse transformation group. When the time comes, Sanbaili corpse makeup will force you to marry you, and you will still be able to laugh when you come in and see.

"Eat more," I wrote on the back of her hand, "you just don't have enough meat for me, a big zombie, to stuff my teeth."

She puffed her cheeks, retracted her left hand into her sleeve, and muttered something in a low voice, "The number of words in the paper-left-/inclined-/main-/righteous-/those who are not afraid of ghosts and ghosts are fearless".

"...What about Pan Zi?" She stared at the fish bone for a while and asked, "And all those..."

I am not afraid of ghosts and gods, but I am afraid of losing people around me.

"Pan Zi's son has already gone to kindergarten," I said, "This old boy was forced to retire by me and went back to his hometown to marry a wife. But he still couldn't sit still on this matter, so I only let him participate in the most marginal part. Send a courier and distribute boxed lunches or something."

"Xiaohua's situation should be similar to mine now. Heixiazi is still in the desert. Xiuxiu and Li Cu should have come out of Wang's house."

Amo looked at the words I wrote and read them several times, raising the piece of paper to cover his face.

I think she might be crying.

Originally, I wanted to talk to her again at night, so as not to burst the crying bag while eating.Unexpectedly, after so many years, as long as she asks me, I will answer honestly and make no progress at all.

After a while I heard Amo say that's really great hahaha I don't know if they still recognize me or not, should I bring some specialties when we meet next time?

"I remember you," I said, "I couldn't have tricked you here by myself."

Amo stared angrily and lowered his head to pick up the rice.

……

"Since you've cooked, I'll wash the dishes." The little girl with a full stomach, Longyan Joy, said to me that all beings are equal, "Don't compete with me. This place is too boring. If I don't find something to do, I will get moldy gone."

"Okay, you have the final say."

I thought to myself that the water temperature here is not the same as in the city, and I will sacrifice my neck and armpits when it freezes later.

... Think about it, I am also Longyan Dayue.

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