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Chapter 0058 Tomatoes become a fragrant pastry

Mo was a little dazed.

Those memories that seem as old as the last life.

Mo once felt that being kicked out of his home in that way was the greatest humiliation of his life. It seemed that every night when people recalled it quietly, he felt that he was too weak. Why couldn’t he throw the stinky money into their faces, and then just say to them neatly:

he,tui!

After experiencing the thrilling night of the Mo family's old grave, the several wanderings on the edge of life and death during the disaster, Mo Sanshiba's oppression and Mo Zhang's two sneak attacks, Mo suddenly realized that what He Weinong and his mother did was nothing wrong.

As a weak person, it is either that the social system is very perfect or that the people you face are not bad enough.

Mo Yan can survive until now with his broken body like this. He has fully realized that the weak are really guilty.

Marina Abramovich's "Rhythm 0" experiment proves in some ways that when a weak person can do whatever he wants but will not resist, most people choose to hurt. Soon, the female performance artist's body became scarred, and someone even picked up the pistol she prepared in full view of everyone.

Everything is because women say to artists before the experiment begins, I am an object, you can do anything to me, and I will bear all the consequences.

Mo began to believe that human nature is evil.

Because since He Weinong started to now, he has never taken the initiative to hurt anyone.

It is already commendable for him as a waste, such as Grandpa Thirty-seven, Aunt for Forty-three and Senior Sister Seven Rings.

"I moved to the Fifth Ring Road, and I hope we can meet there one day."

Mo Wu always smiled and lowered his head to listen to Senior Sister Forty-four. His long eyelashes were occasionally raised, and his beautiful phoenix eyes would look at Senior Sister Forty-four for a second.

It is a politeness to look at other people's eyes during conversation. Of course, if you keep staring at your eyes, you may be ready to fight.

The 44th senior sister introduced her experience and lessons about planting purple hair to Mo. She really said nothing and reluctantly left the yard where she had lived for many years.

"This woman likes you." When finally there were only two people in the new home, Mo Yan and the Weasel, Tiluoga said with certainty.

Mo Ye didn't comment on this.

When he was learning calligraphy in [Yinfeng Caotang], he met several girls, who confessed to him, asked for WeChat ID, and even wanted him to invite him or invite him out for dinner.

Mo Wu told them directly that I could not live to be twenty-five years old.

Then there was nothing.

A sad love story is the most appropriate only when it happens in novels or TV. If it is in life, it can only be called tragedy.

No one wants to live his life into a tragedy, before the tragedy begins.

Tiluoga spread her own stuff like a blanket on the toy bear on the bedside, watching Mo Yan explore the use of the objects in the room one by one.

She rubbed the extremely short fluff on the pink and blue bear with her little paws and asked lazily: "Mo Yan, have you ever liked women?"

"without."

"No, you look so..." Tiluoga thought for a long time but couldn't find any suitable words to describe his appearance. Finally, he had to say pale: "...It looks good, it's impossible that no one likes you."

“那你喜欢我吗?”莫孓忽然反问.

"Stop making fun of it, what a joke!" Tiluoga was so scared that she almost fell off Papa Bear.

Mo Yan didn't raise his head, and continued to fiddle with the thing like a tea tray while repeating Tiluoga's words just now: "No, I look so good."

缇萝迦哑然.

也对,人毕竟不全指望着脸过日子.
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