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I watched him go, paralyzed on the bed.

Is this love?I have no idea.

I just think he likes the wrong guy.

I'm selfish and timid, and I don't deserve to be liked by him.

The gentleness he covets can also be given to him by others.

Just the wrong time, wrong place, wrong conditions.He met me.

I closed my eyes, a series of numbers in my mind.

his cell phone number.

I also thought about it later, if I find an opportunity to meet him, have a showdown with him, and then fight or lose money, I am willing.

But there is a voice telling me that one thing more is worse than one thing less.He is receiving good treatment abroad, and when he comes back, he will find a girl of the right family, wouldn't it be great to carry on the family?

Even being the mascot of the family is better than hanging out with me.

Every time I stand in front of a public telephone booth with another dollar in my hand, I will think about a question in a trance.

Do I want to find him or not.

In the end, the busyness of work made me gradually forget about him. Others say that young people like to weave dreams in games, conquer the world, and hold beautiful women in their arms. However, the old people don’t have such ambitions and only want to pay off the mortgage this month.

At that time, I raised my glass, swayed the Coke and smiled: "Not only."

I have lost my muddleheaded game dream, and I am about to forget him.

I just occasionally glanced at the official website of the "Fallen" game, and I couldn't help but search for the top combat power list in Guangming District.

Sure enough, number one is always my eternity.

Later, when I forgot when I searched again, the name Eternal had disappeared.

I rejoiced there, and regretted it there. I tore apart a boy's dream, used the best lies as pillars, and ran away when the building collapsed.

That night, I drank a dozen beers and passed out on the coffee table.

Finally, at dusk, I saw the promotion of "The Fall" again.

At the last moment before dawn, the world is about to shatter, and where are you?

I watched the promotional video for a while. The original game setting was that various races made efforts to destroy the earth, but this time.

Efforts have failed, and finally it is time to say farewell.

I took out my ID card, registered a number, told my brother, and continued to open my "Fallen".

The laughter and cursing in the past came out from the bottom of my heart at this moment. I was holding the mouse, and my brother was scolding me in the earphone: "Idiot Erque, I shouldn't fucking believe you!"

Late brother.

I was full of anger and scolded him back: "Fuck you, play a game and talk about it!"

Memories are always vague.

I raised my hand, the pain was not as severe as before, and I could even get out of bed and walk a few steps.

He looked like he wished nothing had happened last night.

What about this morning?

I hesitated and counted the time to call him.

He picked it up right away, with some uncontrollable excitement in his voice: "Brother."

I took a few deep breaths: "Are you coming back for lunch? I'll cook for you."

He was silent: "Break up?"

I shook my head: "No, let's have a good talk, talk about the future, talk about the future."

He sniffled: "Okay, I see."

It was rare that he hung up the phone this time, and I put on my clothes, and it still hurts to walk around a lot.

He is a good brother.

Although I often add scenes to him.

I bought a bunch of vegetables, flying in the sky, running on the ground, and swimming in the water. After I finished buying, I found that if I ate it alone, I might have to eat it for a week.

Decadence, depression, self-deception, these have nothing to do with me.

If he is determined to live with me, I respect him and try to live with me.

It really doesn't work...then separate.

He brought me a bottle of champagne when he came up, hesitant to give it to me.

I stood there holding a shovel: "Brother, come as you come, do you have anything to bring?"

His eyes were red again, he opened his mouth, and before he could say anything, I cut him off: "I've thought it through."

He put down his wine and bag: "What are you thinking about?"

I also put down the shovel and hugged him in the past: "Hey, I should have surrendered earlier!"

I looked at him with a puzzled expression: "You are with me to help the poor, you know that."

He nodded: "As I understand it, poverty alleviation is divided into spiritual and material two-way poverty alleviation."

I am very satisfied with his answer: "Yes, then you answer, how to help the poor?"

He was silent for a moment: "Send money?"

Now it's my turn to be silent: "How much money do you have?"

He rarely smiled: "A lot, just...enough for us to spend a lifetime. The premise is not inflation."

I turned and went back to the kitchen: "Hey, I am not suitable for sadness. Now that the matter has reached this point, I will also open up and tell you."

He hugged me from behind: "You say."

I hesitated for a moment: "I can make money myself, so I want you not to interfere with my work, is that okay?"

He shook his head: "No."

I flipped through the dishes and continued: "In terms of money, you can spend your own money. You don't have to give me much money. That's okay, right?"

He was taken aback: "No."

The last point is a bit hard for me to say, after all, it is related to the environment where we turn on the lights at night, but I still said with some embarrassment: "Just... why don't you do it in the future?"

He pinched my waist, and his hands were a little heavy: "You despise me?"

That's not the case, it's just like fighting a war every time.

He is so happy, I am in pain!

This last item is still under discussion.

I barely made a few dishes, and felt very guilty: "You can eat as much as you can, as long as you don't get poisoned."

He picked up the chopsticks, hesitated and asked me: "Brother, who taught you how to cook?"

I am very sincere: "My mother."

Hey, my mom is terrible at cooking herself.

At that time, my grades were not bad when I was promoted to junior high school. My mother was obsessed with ghosts. When she heard that a junior high school could live in and eat in the cafeteria, she put me in that junior high school and didn't care about my life or death.

She said that if one person is full enough, the whole family will not be hungry, so I have to solve it by myself when I go out of the society.

But why do you see that after I left, you eat and drink spicy food? !

I don't accept this!

He joked with me for a while, and then he took a shower at night and came out and called me: "Brother, take me on a daily basis."

The two of us were happily lying there playing games again, yes, lying down, his computer was placed on my bedside table, and mine was placed on the computer table on the bed, our postures were very awkward, but we could play games, so there was nothing to worry about.

I also hope that he only has games in his mind, and don't think about playing me after finishing the game.

Hey, look how prepared I am.

After playing the game with him, he got up and got out of bed to pour boiling water, and then I saw him touching the medicine box there.

A large amount of medicine was swallowed without blinking.

It's a terrible disease.

Only then did I realize that his expression was not right, a little confused.

Maybe it's something to do with the medicine?

So last night he was so aggressive because he didn't take his medicine?

I'm just wondering, why does this medicine look so strange?

His voice was hoarse: "Brother."

I responded, and he stumbled back and touched the bed.

I saw that his expression was not right, so I reached out and touched him: "What's wrong?"

He grabbed my hand: "It's nothing, it's always like this after taking the medicine."

Later, he was thinking about it.

I finally understand why he can memorize so many words every day, it's all the sequelae of this medicine!

He spoke very fast, and all kinds of nouns and words popped into his mouth, and his ears were full of economic terms, which made my head dizzy.

Xueba is Xueba. After taking the medicine, people are in a trance, and they are still so strong.

He stopped suddenly, and I was still listening with my eyes closed. At this moment, I opened my eyes: "You don't want to continue? The medicine is over?"

He shook his head: "I'm still a little dizzy."

I frowned: "You didn't eat wrong, did you?"

He smiled: "It's like this every time, it can't be wrong."

After finishing speaking, he hugged me: "I thought many times, you will hug me."

I continued: "It's okay, didn't I hug you today?"

After a while, I saw that he didn't answer, so I looked down.

He was already asleep.

The eyelashes are so long and beautiful.