People don't even want their faces for stealing food, so what can I say. Besides, I always put gold and leaf on my craft in this way, and if I drive him away, it would be too unkind.
"Little Lu."
"Well, what's the matter."
"Who did you learn this craft from?"
"Self-taught, my parents were abroad when I was young, so I can't starve to death alone." I don't know how profound and simple they are in investigating my investigation, but I can't tell them this.
"It's a real stake. You said that you have to take care of yourself, develop your own career, and write such a beautiful novel. It's amazing." The person in charge said that he shook his hand at the fifth of the six-person group. Ministry, as if saying that he is God.
"Doctors are at their best!" Wen Youqing added.
"Hey, people are better than people, really better than dead people." This Mr. Zhang's face is a metaphor, He Shengliang.
"Actually, I'm not harmed, but I have seen so many, and there are so many existences who can do my best for me, so that I can have today's achievements. Therefore, in this life, the most rare thing is someone who treats you sincerely." Move the fried eggs from the pan to the bowl, I smiled at the two in front of me.
"There are a set of principles, no food is nutritious." The person in charge shrugged, and then began to move his chopsticks at the fried egg that had just been served.
And Wen Youqing looked at me with a strange expression on my face that I couldn't distinguish.
"After you finish eating, choose someone to wash the dishes."
After wiping my mouth, I looked at the bodyguards who were still sitting at the table and gobbled up, and said helplessly to the person in charge.
"The mud is strong?" The person in charge who was chewing the meatballs looked up at me.
"My own room, if someone from our company comes, bring it for me."
"It's down!" When the person in charge said this, he stuffed another piece of meat sausage into his mouth, then lowered his head and started to wipe out the roasted meat in the bowl.
Seeing these guys eating like a hungry ghost, I finally decided to ignore them.
Going back to my room, watching Dika sitting at the small table listening to music with headphones on, I sat down on the tatami.
"Master, what's the matter with you." Dika turned and looked at me.
"It's nothing, it's just a little tired." I replied leaning against the wall.
"Are you thinking about my little master?" Dika sat next to me.
"Yeah." It was more than a year ago to meet Ling Shuye, who is said to be in charge of the peach blossom luck, and I have been waiting for more than a year. "Dika, do you think I am with your little master? Will there be a result?" I reached out and "touched" his little head.
"What do you mean by the result?" Dika raised his head and looked at me, eyes full of ignorance and "perplexity".
"I mean, the star guard, and his relatives, would you agree that I live with your little master?"
"Master Star Shou's "sexuality" is not as bad as those powerful people in your civilization. As for the Patriarch, I think I will definitely respect the wishes of Master Star Shou." Looking at the smile on Dika's face, I patted his little head with a deep sigh in my heart. There is no other person in this world to choose to decide my own destiny. A more sad existence, but now my destiny rests in an old man I have never met. On hand.
I took out the coffee candy from my pocket and looked at the ceiling while biting the candy. This kind of waiting was like a kind of incurable pain and suffering.
"Ah, my little master is back!" Suddenly, Dika stood up and ran towards the wooden door.
Then I followed me and poked my head out from the open wooden door, optimistic to see the long time walking towards me, watching the very beautiful little girl in a blue printed kimono and the two little girls behind her who are also wearing kimonos, I There was a little more smile on his face.
"Didn't you say you want to eat at Aoba's house."
"After eating, you should go home." Sitting on the corridor face to face with me for a long time, he kissed my forehead lightly.
"Someone is watching." I glanced at the three little ghosts on the side and smiled.
With a wave of his little hand, the three little ghosts disappeared without a trace in an instant.
"Sister Baihe has also returned. She is now in the girl's room. She chose this kimono for me." Long squinted his eyes, and I knew exactly what the expression wanted to say.
"It looks good with you." I laughed and reached out to hold the little hand that lingered on my face.
"Doctor, I heard Sister Bai He said that the kimono was trimmed by the Japanese according to your Han costumes, right?"
"There is also such a saying in history. One said that because of the "chaos" in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, many Han people had to travel far away. Many of them arrived in Japan and brought this kind of clothing. There is also another saying. It was the Sui and Tang dynasties, but in the thousand years of history, the style of kimono has undergone many changes. Many of the histories about this aspect have become blurred due to the continuous burning of war between the two countries in the thousand years of history. Therefore, the situation is too specific, maybe only The talents at the time could make it clear."
"Well, sister Bai He helped you choose a menswear. Would you like to come and try it with us."
"Hey, I'm a boy."
"Then it's in your room."
Looking at the long smile, I didn't know how to answer for a while. And Chang Jiu brought me a kimono and helped me put on this black summer kimono.
"It fits well." Stepping aside, Long looked at me and sighed.
"Really?" I tried to walk down the corridor, turned around and smiled at Longyou, and then sat down rigidly wearing clothes that were quite different from the past, which of course would be a little unnatural.
"Don't thank me, sister Bai He gave you the money for the clothes." Long sitting next to me, the girl looked at the end of the corridor, which was the thoroughfare to their room.
"Long." I stretched out my hand to hold the hand of my beloved girl.
"Well, what's the matter." The little girl looked at me with a question.
"Sometimes I wonder if my encounter with you is my Huangliang Yimeng." Looking at her, I said solemnly.
"Have you ever twisted your own thigh." Long smiled, her rhetorical question made me nod in embarrassment, and then laughed out loud.
"Yeah, I have twisted it countless times, every time it hurts terribly." After smiling, I sighed again.
"You big fool." Long smiled, but there was a trace of sorrow on his face: "Actually, I am like you, and sometimes I miss my meeting with you. It's just an encounter in thousands of dreams."
"What's wrong, aren't you happy?" I tightened my big hand tightly.
"I was thinking, how could I believe in the nonsense that Jiehein was saying? I loved him and naturally understood him. Even though I was just a child at that time, it doesn't mean that my "nature" is also similar. A child who was so innocent as I couldn’t meet his conditions, but was entangled in his fate. Was it stupid at that time.” After Long said, he stretched out his hand to erase the sorrow from the corner of his eyes, and at the same time there was a little more on his face. A smile that makes my heartache.
"Actually, it is not your fault. In my civilization, people think that first love is bitter, because it is mostly wishful thinking." I stroked my long hand: "Besides, we are just mortals. No one is perfect, it's just mortals like us."